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Chapter Thirteen One Sword to Conquer the Enemy

The remaining clouds cover the setting sun, the sky darkens, and the rustling river breeze blows through the quiet countryside.

The roads everywhere have been blocked by the Zhang family and are strictly prohibited from entering and leaving. The Zhang family is patrolling everywhere, resulting in no one in the suburbs.

Zhang Yinfeng was carrying a sword box and running fast on the riverside, faster than the fierce horse, and his eyes scanned between the river and the mountains and forests.

The second son Zhang Cheng followed closely behind, holding a compass in his hand, and following the instructions to pursue the traces of the sword.

"Brother, it seems that he has stopped, on the southeastern river."

Zhang Yinfeng slowed down and looked at the southeastern river beach with endless reeds, waist-high; in previous years, the rise in the river surface would erode both sides of the river, so there were no trees or mounds, and it looked very flat.

"Beware of ambushing me, I'll walk ahead, you should pay attention to the surroundings."

Zhang Yinfeng raised his hand and walked quickly towards the beach.

Zhang Cheng pulled out his sword from his waist, kept a distance of ten feet from Zhang Yinfeng, and asked:

"That sword is unintentional, and the sword technique does not look like an ordinary casual cultivator. Could it be a student of the Nine Sects?"

The sword box on Zhang Yinfeng's back opened itself, and three long swords floated out of it, floating behind him, with a plain expression:

"The Nine Sects pay attention to the style of the major sects. When they come to Qingyun City to get a sword, they will not hide their heads and faces. Even if they are not compensated, the verbal incense will always be left with a ray of incense. This person is invisible and dare not even show his appearance. Although his swordsmanship is good, he can even respond to the hasty sword moves like "Feng Zhuan Canyun" and are definitely not disciples from the Nine Sects. His cultivation level is probably accumulated in the depths of the Southern Wilderness by killing and just coming out of the mountain. Once such a person becomes enemies, he must be killed, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly, said no more, lowered his voice, slowly walked into the dense reeds, and his eyes were locked on the riverside a hundred feet away.

Zhang Yinfeng Ling Valley can control objects from the air. Although he is not as good as the children of the nine sects, his long-term fighting experience and hard power brought by his realm cannot be underestimated. Such wild encounters, such as this kind of wild encounter, have fought from childhood to adulthood. He walked more than ten feet away from the river water, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, raised his right fingers, and a ray of flame appeared on his fingertips.

The flame is red and yellow, originating from the ever-destructible "earth center fire" in the Zhang family's sword-casting ground furnace. As long as it is burned for a long time, it can melt the magic weapon. Even if it is only this wisp, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can compete with.

"Leave!"

Zhang Yinfeng yelled softly, his robe swelled up, and then his palm slapped on the ground.

boom

There was a dull sound of explosions among the reed marshes.

Zhang Yinfeng pressed his right hand on the ground, and a flame appeared from his palms, turning into a ring of fire, spreading along the ground, and instantly cleared the waist-length reeds, revealing the charred mud below.

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, even if the true qi appears red when they leave the body, they are just a phantom of the true qi condensation, not a physical body.

But the flames shot out from Zhang Yinfeng's palm were serious fires. The flames spread quickly and spread more than ten feet in an instant. Everything passes without any hiding wherever it passes.

When the flame spreads into the river, the instant the river water contacts, it turns into white water mist, making it difficult to stop the flame from spreading outward.

It was also at this moment that a figure in black with a long sword appeared under the river, and quickly rushed from the water to the distance.

"go!"

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were slightly cold, and he quickly raised his hand, used his fingers to make a sword, and pointed forward.

Sausa

The three swords floating behind them turned into three flying swords like living creatures and pierced into the rolling waves.

And at this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded behind him!

call out

The sword roars like a dragon's roar, ethereal and clear.

The sword intent that soared into the sky turned the reed marsh illuminated by the fire into silence.

Zhang Yinfeng's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt a sharp blade nailed to the back of his head appeared behind him!

Without thinking, the protective energy had already enveloped his whole body, and he used the true energy to condense into red armor to protect the body surface, using the sixth level cultivator's signature skill, the true energy transformation.

Zhang Yinfeng reacted very quickly, and the two layers of protection formed in an instant, protecting his whole body without airtightness.

But unfortunately, the expected raid did not come.

More than twenty feet away from the rear.

In order to avoid the fire ring without dead corners, Zhang Cheng retreated a little distance, but the fire ring had not disappeared yet, and he found movements coming from his feet.

Although Zhangcheng Linggu is from the sixth level, its hard power is almost the same as Xu Yuankui, who was from the Nine Sects. The magical powers and vast sea of ​​energy brought by the realm make him stronger than Xu Yuankui in terms of heritage, and he is definitely not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others.

Seeing that he was being attacked, Zhang Cheng wanted to take off without looking down, and then he wanted to take off the air and spread his protective energy to avoid it, but unfortunately he was still one step slower.

When Zuo Lingquan and others ran away, they found that they could not get rid of it, so they had already negotiated a countermeasure.

In order to sneak into the Zhang family to avenge, Zhao Wuxie carries a "hidden spirit talisman" that can cover up his breath. As long as he holds his breath and condenses his energy without calling his true energy, it will be difficult for his opponent to detect it.

Although Zhao Wuxie used one when he sneaked into the Zhang family and only two were left, this was enough.

Cheng Jiujiang was buried in the soil. When Zhang Cheng walked nearby, the tiger-head fist glove on his right fist burst out with lightning, and the sea of ​​energy in his body rushed, draining all the true energy that could be called at this time, and punched out with all his strength and smashed it at Zhang Cheng's feet.

Zhang Cheng was caught off guard and no matter how fast he reacted, he could not easily resolve the attack with the fourth level cultivator.

Although the body-protecting energy can cover the whole body, the body-protecting energy will only protect the soles of the feet when it is in the air. Standing on the ground will be blocked by the standing place and cannot be fully expanded, so there are flaws directly below.

Zhang Cheng knew this and while unfolding the protective energy, he wanted to condense the true energy into armor covering the whole body to block the attack.

But the sixth level cultivator condensed the true energy into a solid body, and the time required to eliminate it was much slower than opening the protective energy. Zhang Cheng's boots had only time to cover some red shadows. A punch as fast as thunder broke the ground and hit the soles of his feet.

boom

A deafening thunder sounded from the riverside.

Cheng Jiujiang's muscles were tangled, and his tiger-head fist gloves hit Zhang Cheng's boots, and his surging energy was released. In an instant, the boots and trousers were shattered. The thunder power wrapped in the fist gloves turned into electric current and rushed into Zhang Cheng's body and transmitted to the meridians throughout the body.

Zhang Cheng encountered this extremely fierce punch in the sole of his foot. Although he would not be seriously injured, a brief stagnation and paralysis were inevitable. The newly unfolded protective energy lost its support and dissipated for a moment.

It was also at this moment.

Zuo Lingquan, buried nearby, was ready to go, just waiting for Cheng Jiujiang to hit a punch, his whole aura soared and smashed the ground. The snow-white sword in his hand had never been seen to be unsheathed. The tip of the sword had reached the back of Zhang Cheng's head.

Sao

The snow-white long sword is Zhao Wuxie's sword, a medium-grade spiritual weapon named "White Crane". It is added with a little fine gold when casting, which complements the monks of the Five Elements Gold.

Zuo Lingquan’s five elements are water-friendly and cannot exert the power of this sword to the extreme, but no matter how unsuitable it is, a medium-grade spiritual weapon is a hundred times stronger than the ordinary Iron Sword Saint.

Zuo Lingquan took a sword and the snow-white sword blade was invaded by black fog. The spiritual energy contained in the rolling river gathered towards the sword at the same time.

The moment Zuo Lingquan's sword edge touched the back of Zhang Cheng's head, the sword energy like a dragon poured out without reservation, using the sword blade as a carrier to penetrate Zhang Cheng's impure golden body.

There is only one chance, almost a life-threatening attempt.

The power of this sword is stronger than that of any sword in the past, even the sword blade of the long sword will be unbearably buzzing cicadas.

Zhang Cheng's brief body paralysis had not yet disappeared. When the sword intent behind him soared into the sky, he knew that he was dead and had no time to avoid it in any way.

The speed was too fast, and Zhang Cheng didn't even have time to give birth to fear, but he just showed a little hideous look in his eyes and let out a sound:

"elder brother……"

Bang

Dou's big head was blown away by the gathered bundle of sword energy.

Zhang Cheng's body also exploded at the same time. The surging true energy contained in the acupoints of the whole body broke through the flesh and blood skin, and poured out to the surroundings with a terrifying power that could shatter everything.

Zhang Yinfeng protected his back with his true energy and found that Zhang Cheng was ambushed. He hooked his fingers back and rushed back to help, but it was obviously too late.

When he turned around, he saw Zhang Cheng smashing his head with a sword; before Zhang Cheng died, the only thing he could do was to force the true energy to squeeze back the current, break down his meridian acupoints, and give the opponent a final blow.

"Second!"

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were furious, and he watched a living person blowing into a bloody mist in the distance.

The reserve of true qi in the body of the sixth level cultivator is nearly twenty times that of Zuo Lingquan. He does not disperse his skills after death, but uses this method to break his body. Even without any mysterious magic, the power cannot be underestimated.

Cheng Jiujiang did not expect Zhang Cheng to be so fierce, and his face changed suddenly, but he was at the soles of his feet and had no need to hide. He could only cover his chest and abdomen with his arms and resist with his golden body.

Zhang Cheng's body exploded, and the red true energy wrapped around the bones and flesh, swept through Cheng Jiujiang's body in an instant. Even though Wugui's golden body resisted, he was still scratched with blood marks, his chest and robe shattered, and his whole person was pressed back into the ground.

The first level of Zuolingquan Linggu, without Wugui's golden body, is behind Zhang Cheng's front, and it goes without saying how big the impact it will be.

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were so murderous intent that he did not miss the opportunity Zhang Cheng had for his life. The three swords turned into white rainbows, and with unparalleled penetration, they pierced into the blood mist. The target pointed directly at Zuo Lingquan of the sword.

Zhao Wuxie had already appeared from the river. Seeing this scene, his eyes changed slightly. Perhaps he felt that Zuo Lingquan was dead, so he held the sword and rushed to Zhang Yinfeng's back.

Everything happened almost at the same time.

The dull sound of Zhang Cheng's body bursting had not yet disappeared, and the three swords had already pierced into the blood mist.

But just when Zhang Yinfeng also thought that Zuo Lingquan would die, three light sounds suddenly came from the blood mist:

Ding Ding Ding

The sound was crisp, like a long sword stabbed on the indestructible metal and iron.

Zhang Yinfeng frowned suddenly, and the next moment he saw three swords bounced out. Among them, the one with a slightly lower grade level broke a small piece of the sword tip.!!

Zhang Yinfeng was a little unbelievable.

Zhao Wuxie was also surprised. He did not expect that the cultivator at the seventh level of Ling Valley would be blocked so easily with anger.

The river wind was flying, and the blood mist between the reed marshes instantly dissipated.

Zuo Lingquan, wearing a black robe, showed his figure from the blood mist.

The snow-white sword in his hand pointed to the ground, his body was unscathed, and there was no blood on his robe. The only damage was that the sleeve of his left arm was torn to pieces, revealing a black arm guard.

Cheng Jiujiang was blown up very lightly and was covered in countless scars. He looked up and saw that Zuo Lingquan was safe and sound, and was a little surprised:

"You..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't stop for a moment, and he held his sword and galloped towards Zhang Yinfeng, saying in a deep voice:

"There is one left, and the battle will be decided quickly. When my son dies, the old fairy red-haired will definitely arrive soon."

Cheng Jiujiang quickly came back to his senses when he heard this, got up and rushed out with Zuo Lingquan...—

Thank you for the rewards from the boss of the [Brave Squirrel] and the massive rewards from other bosses!
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