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Seeing dozens of long swords, approaching the Red Flame Dragon King, the Red Flame Dragon King did not dodge or dodge. The tip of the sword and the Red Flame Dragon King's fire-scale brocade robe, the four palanquin men suddenly shot out together, stretched out their palms and grabbed the first few long swords, and broke them alive. But the True Martial Sword Formation was so mysterious, almost at the same time, the second sword tip came, and the blades were all slashed on the arms of the four palanquins.

The blade of the sword cut through the clothes, and the four palanquin men were about to suffer a broken arm.

Who knew that the blade of the sword collided with the flesh arm, and there was the sound of the impact of gold and stone, and the sword body was broken. Several Wangcheng disciples who were holding swords were all shocked and couldn't help but lose their minds. The four sedan chair men took advantage of this opportunity, swept their arms wildly, and rushed forward, and the sword array was suddenly scattered. Fortunately, the next few disciples rushed forward and parried in time, so they gradually stabilized the formation.

"Invulnerable?" Liu Zhangjiao couldn't help frowning when he saw this: "How can these four sedan chair drivers have such kung fu?" Mu Wang Ye also put down the tea bowl and looked at the field intently, wanting to see what kind of kung fu these four sedan chair drivers made. With such invulnerability, even if you are trapped in the sword formation, you are invincible.

Zhong Yunlang looked at it for a moment and discovered the mystery, the rare treasure of 'Sunset Red Cloud Armor' is Kunlun's thing. Invulnerable, no poison. These four palanquin men only used their arms to meet the enemy, but they did not dare to resist with their torsos, thinking that they must have similar treasures, but not soft armor, but arm guards and other protective gear.

Zhong Yunlang guessed right.

After several rounds of strong attacks, broken swords were everywhere, but the sleeves of the four palanquins were also broken, turning into pieces of debris, revealing the dark and heavy meteorite arms inside the sleeves.

Yan Jiping scolded secretly when he saw it: "Demon, relying on the support of foreign objects, what kind of ability is it." ”

Liu Zhangjiao was also anxious in his heart, if he continued to fight like this, there would only be attrition, and there would be no chance of winning. Immediately shouted: "The sword array has turned into the seven sections of the true martial arts!" This seven sections of the true martial arts are the key to the true martial arts sword formation. Seven mediocre people work together to fight first-class masters. Seven outstanding disciples work together to fight the Grandmaster. It's really an extremely powerful formation.

When the disciples of Wangcheng heard this, their steps changed sharply, and twenty-eight disciples came out of the crowd, and a group of seven people regained their footing, and surrounded the four palanquin bearers respectively. The rest of the disciples were also a group of seven, divided into seven groups, and surrounded the Red Flame Dragon King.

This time, the situation has really changed greatly, and the four sedan chair drivers are stumbling left and right, and it is difficult to parry. Although the arms are not afraid of the sharpness of the long sword, on the torso head and face, it is indispensable to be injured by the blade.

On the side of the Red Flame Dragon King, the sword formation was gradually tightening. Seven outstanding disciples can join forces to fight the Grandmaster. Although these seven seven and forty-nine disciples are not all elite talents, if they exert their strength at the same time, no matter how high the martial arts of the Red Flame Dragon King are, they will not be able to escape death.

The Red Flame Dragon King's eyes are old and spicy, how can he not know the power of this True Martial Arts, but his face still does not change, he stands still, his sleeve robe swings gently, and he looks fearless.

"Kill!" all the disciples shouted in unison, and the sword light filled the sky, attacking the Red Flame Dragon King together. The cold light shone brightly on the field.

A smile appeared on the corner of the Red Flame Dragon King's mouth, and his figure flickered and shrank into the sedan chair. The sedan curtain swayed lightly, and the flame totem trembled and couldn't stop jumping. Seventy-four long swords pierced the sedan curtain immediately. The cult people shouted: "The Dharma King beware!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this black sedan chair. Seventy-four long swords pierced into the sedan chair, and the Red Flame Dragon King must have nowhere to hide.

But the next scene made everyone stunned on the spot. The first seven disciples staggered under their feet, fell to the ground, smashed the long sword in their hands to the ground, and slipped out of their hands. Suddenly, several groups of disciples who followed were blocked by the seven people in front of them, either stumbling or stopping, and they made a mess.

The fourteen disciples at the back had time to react, and they rose up and fell to the top of the sedan chair, and their long swords stabbed straight down. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to enter through the top of the sedan chair, he suddenly heard a bang, and the black sedan chair suddenly shook open from the inside, and the debris of wood flew around, and the dust flew all over the field. A few large pieces of wood, very castrated, actually smashed several Wangchengguan disciples into the air.

The remaining Wangcheng disciples fell to the ground, but when they saw the debris flying in front of them and couldn't see anything, they hurriedly stretched out their hands to cover their mouths and noses, and waved their robes to disperse the dust.

As a result, the Red Flame Dragon King was gone.

When the dust and debris receded, only the audience disciples of Wangcheng were left in the field, standing or lying.

Standing, covered with dirt. Lying down, horizontally and vertically.

Long swords are everywhere, and the broken swords account for the majority, some of which were previously broken by the iron armguards of the four palanquins, and some of which were smashed on the ground and broken in this round of attack.

Zhong Yunlang's eyes swept over the week, but he saw the Red Flame Dragon King standing on the side smiling, although the brocade robe with fire scales and silk was also stained with a lot of fine dust and dust, and he lost his previous brilliance, but his bearing was still calm.

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Suddenly, someone in the audience stood up and shouted: "Red Flame Dragon King, you have hidden poison in your sleeves, and you are a disciple of Wangcheng, is it because others can't see it?"

Only then did Zhong Yunlang wake up, it turned out that the disciple of Wangcheng had been poisoned when he fell. The Chicai Red Flame Dragon King waved his sleeves lightly, and he must have quietly released poison. Looking for the voice, the person who spoke was in a purple shirt with long sleeves, a brocade belt waist, gray hair, and a deep furrow on his face. Zhong Yunlang recognized that this person was Dong Guo Nian, the head of the Kongtong faction, who was upright, but his martial arts were inferior among the heads of the various factions. It wasn't until the sixtieth birthday of the past few years ago that what he had learned gradually penetrated, and he barely reached the realm of a first-class master.

Compared with his martial arts, the Red Flame Dragon King is far inferior, but at this time, he dared to speak out, and Zhong Yunlang was also quite admired.

"Who am I who dare to be so presumptuous in front of the King of the Dharma? It turned out to be you Dongguo Nian, are you tired of living a long life, do you want me to give you a ride?" The Red Flame Dragon King didn't raise his eyelids, but just reached out to dust the dust on his body.

"You are despicable and shameless, everyone can say it, where do you come from the presumptuous words? You have made poison already despicable, and when you shatter the sedan chair, you stir up smoke and dust, blind people's eyes, and you are even more obscene, and you have lost your identity. It seems that you are really scared of Zhang Zhenren, and you have shrunk and changed your temperament in the past few decades. Dong Guo Nian, the head of Kongtong, laughed loudly and said: "The Red Flame Dragon King, what he has done is all some tricky things for rats, I see, it should be renamed the Red Flame Rats." ”

The Red Flame Dragon King was not very angry when he heard Dong Guo Nian call him 'Red Flame Rat Generation', but just smiled slightly. But he was defeated by Zhang Boduan decades ago, and he really hated it. Every time I think about it, I always grit my teeth, don't eat or sleep, and hit the stone with my fist until the blood flows, and then I give up. None of the subordinate sect members dared to mention the matter in front of him. This Dong Guo Nian actually said it in public, so how can he not be angry?

"Well, well said. The Red Flame Dragon King raised his head to the sky and roared, and his voice was like a startling dragon into the clouds, and his anger dispersed, shaking people's expressions in a trance, like falling into the abyss of hell.

The whistling continued, and the body of the Red Flame Dragon King suddenly rose and jumped straight towards Dong Guo Nian. Suddenly, he was in front of Dong Guo Nian, Dong Guo Nian looked frightened, but he still had to endure himself, even if the mission was lost here, he must not show his cowardice, otherwise the reputation of the Kongtong faction would be ruined. was about to fight back, but the Red Flame Dragon King was domineering, so that Dong Guo Nian had no power to fight back.

The heroes present were all shocked. The Red Flame Dragon King slapped down, and Dong Guo Nian still had to die on the spot?

Among the various factions in the Central Plains, the seat of the Kongtong faction is the farthest from the main hall. The gang leaders of the various factions who approached were not good at it, and they couldn't save Dong Guo Nian, and they didn't dare to save Dong Guo Nian, which angered the Red Flame Dragon King, but they couldn't please him. Mu Wangye, Liu Zhangjiao and Jiang Gang Leader are far away, and it is too late to save each other.

Just as Dong Guo Nian closed his eyes and was waiting to die, suddenly a white shadow flashed, and the sword light of the blue water dragon yuan stabbed straight away, blocking Dong Guo Nian stiffly. Everyone in Kongtong Gate is happy, isn't this the little Taoist who wins with a sword, and the head of the sect can be regarded as saved.

Yan Ruyu's eyes flashed, this person came and went like the wind, his robe fluttered, and he stood with a sword, who was it not 'Zhong Yunlang'? But then he frowned again, Brother Zhong's nosy temperament really couldn't be changed, wouldn't it annoy the Red Flame Dragon King by going to save people so recklessly. The Red Flame Dragon King wanted to hurt Brother Zhong's life, but it was as easy as a hand, Yan Ruyu thought of this, and couldn't help but get up anxiously and ran towards the field.

But characters like Mu Wangye are not as good as stepping forward, Yan Ruyu's martial arts are low, how can he get close?

Yan Ruyu only took two steps, and the Red Flame Dragon King's palm had already slapped on Zhong Yunlang's chest, Zhong Yunlang's body rose up, and he flew backwards. He actually flew straight to the top of the white jade steps in front of the main hall from the seat of the Kongtong faction, and fell heavily.

Yan Ruyu got closer, grabbed it and helped him up, and asked repeatedly: "Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong, how are you, are you seriously injured?"

Zhong Yunlang opened his eyes, a little blood red gradually faded from his eyes, and seeing Yan Ruyu's gentle face full of anxiety, he was indeed affectionate, and he couldn't help but be grateful in his heart: "It's okay, Brother Yan, I'm okay." Yan Ruyu frowned, but still did not relax, and whispered in his ear: "Why are you so nosy, do you really think you are the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

Zhong Yunlang smiled weakly: "Born, can't be changed." Yan Ruyu saw that he still had the heart to joke, knowing that he was really fine, so he was really relieved and took a long breath.

Mu Wangye, Liu Zhangjiao, Gang Leader Jiang and Elder Qin also surrounded him, and Elder Qin learned a little about medical science and stepped forward to check on Zhong Yunlang's injuries. Zhong Yunlang said that there was only a slight pain in his chest, and it was not a big deal. Elder Qin reached out to his chest, and actually touched a hard object, and took it out to see that it was black like a token. Before he could identify what it was, he had reached out to Zhong Yunlang to take it back.

Zhong Yunlang's heart moved, it turned out that the palm of the Red Flame Dragon King was bound to die. But fortunately, the Yanxia Gate Wind and Fire Order made by the Extreme North Xuantie blocked another layer, and the Sunset Red Cloud Armor blocked another layer, so he was not seriously injured.

In fact, he didn't know that when this palm was slapped, the innate Gang Qi in his body naturally operated, and another layer was blocked, so he was unscathed. Otherwise, there will be wind and fire orders and sunset red cloud armor to resist, and you will have to stay in bed for half a month and not get up.

Everyone here was pleasantly surprised. The Red Flame Dragon King's side was speechless.

"Congenital Gang Qi, Congenital Gang Qi. The Red Flame Dragon King pondered and meditated: "Who is this young man, how can he have innate qi?"

Dong Guo Nian didn't care that the Red Flame Dragon King was close to him, and ran to the front of the main hall to check Zhong Yunlang's injury. The Red Flame Dragon King was contemplating his eyebrows, but he didn't chase after him.

Dong Guo Nian shook it to the ground: "The young hero of the trail, this body is brave and chivalrous, I admire Dongguo." The grace of saving lives, Dongguo is the liver and brain, and it should also be reported later. Zhong Yunlang hurriedly stopped: "Dongguo's predecessor is serious, the kid is just a momentary mood, it is really lucky to be able to save the senior." ”

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"Boy, don't worry about idle things, don't you know? Do you think you are the leader of the martial arts alliance?" The Red Flame Dragon King looked arrogant, squinting at the young man in the Taoist robe, still with a calm expression: "I tell you, even the leader of the martial arts alliance can't control my business." ”

Zhong Yunlang smiled slightly: "Acting chivalrous and righteous, my generation should do it, does it have to be the leader of the martial arts alliance? ”

"What a good one. The Red Flame Dragon King chuckled: "Boy, since you are strong enough to come out, then I will not be kind to you today." ”

The voice was extremely cold, and the atmosphere in the field seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

Liu Zhangjiao snorted and shouted: "Looking at the city, how can you allow the demon to be presumptuous!"

The sound was like thunder, a solemn atmosphere, and the field suddenly became tense, and the Central Plains and Western Regions would fight at any time.

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At this very tense moment, I suddenly heard the footsteps, and another group of people stepped into the mountain gate and came to the sword field.

When I looked up, I saw a man in a fur coat with a pink face and red lips, leading dozens of people, carrying it with one hand, folding a fan with one hand, shaking it lightly, pacing, and slowly wearing a light robe, to the sidelines. Everyone looked at this son, and suddenly felt that it was bright and moving, and they couldn't look at it directly.

Liu Zhangjiao frowned: "Yanxia Cult, why did they come, and what do they want?"

The leading son, seeing that everyone on the field did not speak, shook the folding fan lightly and smiled: "What's the matter? Good and evil gather here, and my Yanxia Sect has been listed as a cult for a long time, can't you come?" Liu Zhangjiao's brows furrowed even tighter: "So, you Yanxiamen are going to help Kunlun?"

"No, no, no, I'm just here to watch a play today, and the dispute between the Central Plains and the Western Regions must be interesting. The young man in Qiu Yi waved his left hand, but his right hand was still gently shaking the folding fan, and his expression was very playful: "Everyone, go on, have fun, but don't be discouraged by me." ”

The atmosphere on the field was originally tense, and only a trace of sparks was needed to ignite the fire again. made a fuss about this handsome boy, and the atmosphere eased a lot. The crowd speculated one after another, was this prince the hall master of Yanxia Sect, or did the eldest prince Ning come in person?

Others don't know this person, but Zhong Yunlang sees through it at a glance, this handsome boy dressed as a man, who is not Ning Panqing?

Ning Panqing's eyes swept in the field, and when she saw Zhong Yunlang falling on the white jade steps, her expression was suddenly very nervous. Zhong Yunlang didn't think about it, and immediately made a small gesture towards Ning Panqing to inform him of safety, and Ning Panqing looked as usual. Zhong Yunlang saw that she was worried about herself, and her heart moved, but she still remembered me.

I haven't seen this cult demon girl for several days, but I don't feel that I miss it very much, but when I see it at this time, a joy in my heart is natural. Zhong Yunlang was excited, but then frowned again: "At this time, Sect Master Su has not returned, and the situation in Wangchengguan is really critical. ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Ning Panqing. saw Ning Panqing shaking her head towards herself, as if she knew her intentions, and said softly: "Master Zhong, I'm fine, I naturally have nothing to fear here." ”

(To be continued)