Chapter 117 You only have a chance with a sword

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the inheritance of the two sects, and his strength is even more powerful than the heads of some sects. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info," said a small sect elder who looked very old at the tenth layer of condensation.

"Elder Wu, the head of your Tianyun Sect is a master in the middle stage of foundation building, no matter how you say it, you should also come to these three sects to get a piece of the pie, you look at the Xuanming Sect, aren't you also sitting on it. A rickety old man said with a smile.

"Old ghost, I heard that there are three foundation building monks in your Iron Sword Sect, why don't you come to join in the fun?" the elder surnamed Wu asked rhetorically.

The old ghost sneered, immediately changed the topic, looked at the two who left the scene and said: "These three sects have scavenged many resources over the years, you see that these disciples in their twenties have cultivated for piled up, isn't this a seedling to grow!"

The elder surnamed Wu said with a smile: "Except for the three sects out of the Liuyun Sect, the Baiyun Sect and the Qingyun Sect are fighting to the death, and I think sooner or later they will fight." ”

"Old Wu, you have to take this to heart, when I came, I saw that the White Cloud Sect was mobilizing disciples. The old ghost lowered his voice and said in the ear of the elder surnamed Wu.

"What! Bai Yun ....." The elder surnamed Wu was just about to make a loud noise, but the old ghost hurriedly covered his mouth and quickly silenced him.

"Shhhhhh Shhh You don't want to live anymore...."The old ghost took the elder surnamed Wu away from the front row, got to the back, and communicated with each other.

On this side, they are still talking about the competition between Wuji Dao and Sun Dao.

"It's really an eye-opener, it'.....s amazing," said a middle-aged monk, with emotion.

"If you want me to say, if you don't shout to admit defeat, I guess the two of you have to fight to the death, after all, this head can't be pressed. Someone on the other side explained.

"That's right, that's right!" chimed in.

The deacon of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect glanced at it and directly announced, "The sixteenth battle is drawn"

After looking at the reactions of all parties, he nodded, paused, and continued: "The Seventeenth War: Ice is not cool and Zhou Zheng. ”

Hearing Bing Bu Cold's name, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Puxu Dao people, and they glanced at Elder Wang, with a bitter expression on their faces.

Just now, Elder Wang told the people of Puxu Dao that he heard that the Baiyun Sect not only had one foundation building in the Wuji Dao, but also two foundation building disciples who were even better than the Wuji Dao, but they had been hiding it clumsily and had not announced it to the public.

There was also an uproar all around.

"Sure enough, what someone said just now is right, the Baiyun Sect really has a foundation building disciple...... someone immediately thought of what someone had just said, and immediately said.

"It seems that the White Cloud Sect is indeed scheming, and it caught the Qingyun Sect off guard. Someone analyzed.

"Look, there's a good show to watch....."

More people were in the mood to watch the play, looking at the two people who slowly walked on the stage.

The Nine True Daoists sneered, this is one of his hole cards, two excellent disciples in the early stage of foundation building, enough to sweep everything behind, and there is one biggest hole card that has not been announced.

The white-haired Zhou Zheng slowly walked up to the field with a sword, looking at the ice that flew over, although he condensed ten layers of qi, but he did not lose a little momentum to the ice in the early stage of foundation building.

"You see, this week is very powerful, he is known as the disciple of Qingyun Sect who is most likely to build a foundation next, it seems that such a game is interesting......" As soon as Zhou Zheng came on the field, someone immediately said.

"Oh, but there is still a gap between condensation and foundation...... someone questioned.

I saw that some people questioned what they said, and many people around me did not believe what they said. The monk said again.

"Then you don't know, it is said that Zhou Zheng has always been known as the white-haired demon lord, and he never takes out his sword easily, and whenever he makes a sword, he will definitely see blood. The man said triumphantly.

The others let out an "oh", obviously not optimistic about Zhou Zheng. The man snorted coldly, and said secretly in his heart: "Watch quietly, and finally see if you believe me." ”

Wait and see, this is a common feature of everyone.

"White.....-haired Demon Lord?"

Bing Buliang obviously knew Zhou Zheng's details, but he didn't take Zhou Zheng to heart at all, just ten layers of condensation, even if he had the most hope of building a foundation, as long as he didn't build a foundation, he didn't care about it.

What he longed for most was to fight with the first person of the Qingyun Sect, but he didn't have a chance.

Similarly, Zhou Zheng did not put the ice in front of him in the early stage of foundation building, he had his self-confidence, he had his cold arrogance.

"Boy, you only have a chance with a sword, I hope you take advantage of it, if I can't feel your strength, I won't be interested in playing with you." Bing Buliang said directly, with a strong sense of provocation and his own self-confidence in his words.

"Noise, you only have a chance to use a sword!" Zhou Zheng's cold voice resounded in Bing Buliang's ears.

Bing Buliang sneered: "Quick tongue!"

Before the words fell, I saw Zhou Zheng draw his sword, the cold light flashed over Bing Bu Cold's eyes, Bing Bu Cold's eyes flickered, and he looked forward again, but there was no trace of Zhou Zheng, and he was shocked.

Seeing such a situation on the field, the Nine True Dao people were shocked in their hearts, it seems that they have underestimated this so-called "white-haired demon lord", and now they only hope that Bing Bu is not cold and can not be out of order.

The Puxu Daoist also didn't expect Zhou Zheng's explosive power to be so strong, he knew that Zhou Zheng was walking the ruthless way, and even the hall master of the Dao Law Enforcement Hall was already optimistic that Zhou Zheng would take his place and go to retreat and cultivate by himself. All in all, it was all a surprise.

If this one is won, then the pressure on the Qingyun Sect will be much less.

"He still didn't use his strength?" Bai Xiaofei looked at Zhou Zheng with white hair floating in the air stupidly, thinking of the battle between the two, he didn't even use his strength.

A sword fell, causing the audience to exclaim.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, it's terrifying. A monk immediately exclaimed, this monk just didn't believe that the people next to him said that Zhou Zheng might win, but now he became surprised.

The person who had just predicted that Zhou Zheng would win raised his chin and said proudly: "Look, I'll just say, although this person is ten layers of condensation, his strength is not bad." ”

Look at the foolish people, look at the people. Could this be the legendary counterattack? It's a pity that the disciples of Qingyun Sect are not here, if they are here, seeing such a wonderful battle, Sun Dao and Zhou Zheng will definitely replace Bai Xiaofei as the target of their pursuit, of course, even if they are not there, Qingyun Bazi has always been the object of their pursuit.

"Poof......

In the exclamation of everyone, Bing Buliang's blood gushed up his throat, a mouthful of thick blood spit out, his face turned pale, this sword, he smelled the smell of death, and passed by death, it was also Zhou Zheng who did not control the sword power well, if he was adding three more points of strength, then Bing Buliang was already a cold corpse at this time.

In the stands, his brother Shui Buping's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was true, it was too unbelievable.

Even if he knew that some people could kill people beyond the ranks, it was unbelievable that Tsukiki couldn't even parry a move in the face of condensation.

"I'm sorry, I lost my words and left you a chance with a sword!"

When Zhou Zheng's cold voice sounded in Bing Buliang's ears again, it was like thunder above the nine heavens, directly pulling back Bing Buliang, who couldn't believe the result.

He and his brother had never tried the taste of failure since the foundation was built, so he couldn't afford to lose today.

"I'm not going to give you another chance to use my sword. ”

Bing Buliang, whose face was pale, coughed lightly, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he bit the blood in his mouth and said.

"Good!"

For a long time, such a word was squeezed out from between Zhou Zheng's teeth.

Without waiting for Zhou Zheng to draw his sword again, Bing Buliang directly dodged and approached Zhou Zheng, the speed of the foundation building monk is not bragging, no matter how you condense the monk, you can't fight.

However, at that moment, it was only that moment, Bing Bu Cold's whole person was petrified one step in front of Zhou Zheng.

He saw Zhou Zheng disappear with his own eyes, and that kind of calm departure made him never forget it for the rest of his life.

It was the speed that fused with the sword, and Zhou Zheng muttered in his mouth: "Ruthless!"

A sword fell, slashing towards the ice is not cold.

Bing Buliang felt dangerous, the corner of his eyes jumped, and he immediately dodged, but unfortunately, he was still a step slower.

"Hiss ....."

Zhou Zheng's sword directly cut through the cold flesh and cut off his left arm raw.

Zhou Zheng shook his head, very dissatisfied with himself, and blamed himself and said: "It's still not good to control!"

The pain from the wound made Bing Buliang wake up instantly, he didn't know what he had just done, only that it hurt now.

A palm slapped on his left shoulder, sealed all the blood vessels, took out the pill and swallowed it directly, glanced at Zhou Zheng viciously, raised his right palm, and gathered his energy.

His elder brother Shui Buping jumped over the Nine True Daoists and shouted directly: "Admit defeat!"

Unfortunately, it didn't work, and the deacons only recognized the heads of each sect, and no one else did.

It wasn't until he heard the cry of the uneven water that the Nine Truths Dao came back from his shock, and a trace of crisis appeared in his mind, but fortunately, he had already arranged it, and he would be able to resolve the crisis soon.

swept over the Puxu Daoist, and saw him smiling at this time, looking at the field, the viciousness in his eyes deepened.

It's too late, it's fast, Bing Bu is not cold, and Zhou Zheng, his right hand is on the hilt of the sword again, moving slightly, and only a slight friction sound can be heard.

"I hope it doesn't go wrong this time....." Zhou Zheng muttered a prayer.