He claims to be the second best in the world, and he has been standing in the world for a century.

Beiliang.

Listening to the Tide Pavilion, a stone thrown into the lake will cause faint ripples.

A scholar-looking man said: "The situation in the world has changed drastically. It is time to take advantage of the situation."

Xu Fengnian asked: "Sir, do you think Han Diao Temple can defend Tai'an City?"

The middle-aged scholar shook his head: "Liyang has internal and external troubles. Even if he is a powerful eunuch, he cannot stop the many dragons and tigers in Tai'an City. What's more, the five vassal kings are already taking action. In the name of King Qin, Han Diao Temple can control it in a short time.

Without too much military power, there is nothing we can do.”

"Where is Gu Jiantang?"

"How could Gu Jiantang obey an eunuch?"

The scholar smiled and said: "Taian City is like a swamp. Whoever stays there for a long time will suffocate. The vassal king is like this, Han Diao Temple is like this, and Gu Jiantang is like this. He doesn't have many roads. He will either rebel or wait for a price."

Xu Fengnian said: "So Han Diao Temple left Tai'an City."

The scholar nodded.

Xu Fengnian still wanted to ask questions, so he stood up suddenly and looked south at the sky in the distance.

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The immortal's expression was extremely solemn.

They looked at each other, and at the same time revealed the Dharma and poured vitality into the body of the first patriarch. The latter spread his fingers and grabbed it in the air, shouting softly: "Five mountains listen to my order!"

A towering mountain Dharma image suddenly rose in mid-air, and four fairy mountains with different momentums rose slowly around it, each with its majestic beauty and danger.

Chen Jun didn't even look at it, he remained motionless as a mountain, embracing the sky.

"Boom!"

When tens of thousands of flying swords fell, the Dharma images of the five mountains in the sky were like paper shells, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked in an instant.

The seven immortals vomited blood in unison!

In the blink of an eye, countless flying swords fell, instantly killing five Longhu Mountain banished immortals.

The sword energy came out of the body, directly piercing the immortal in the air and driving it into the rocks on the ground.

Only the two men riding white deer and the first ancestor carrying the ancient mahogany sword escaped death, but they were also seriously injured.

Thousands of swords were fired simultaneously, but the egg was not finished.

On the ground, hundreds of Taoist palaces, Taoist temples, Taoist temples, and golden temples collapsed one after another on the Longhu Mountain. The number of casualties was very few because they were covered by bunkers.

Chen Jun's face was pale and his body was a little unstable.

Looking at the two remaining immortals a hundred feet away, they raised their swords in their hands, and their sharp sword intent slowly gathered.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? What the monk said makes sense."

The immortal riding the white deer sighed sadly, "Longhu Mountain has suffered such a calamity. It is irreversible. I hope the first ancestor can kill this evil demon."

After saying these words, the White Deer Immortal turned into white starlight and floated into the body of the first patriarch, causing most of his injuries to improve.

The first patriarch looked at Chen Jun coldly, without any nonsense, he took the lead and slashed with his sword.

Chen Jun is now seriously injured. Faced with the whistling sword energy, he does not resist too much. He avoids the sharp edge with his quick movement. The only martial arts in the world is fast. The swordsmanship of the first ancestor is far from fast, but he has the ability.

The magical power is self-contained, similar to the charm of spreading beans and forming soldiers.

Every sword energy fills the surroundings with sword light everywhere, as if the grass and trees are all soldiers. With the master's insight into the realm of clues, the first generation ancestor can accurately capture Chen Jun's attack and escape routes, because every move of Chen Jun will inevitably impact those small and small things.

The subtle sword energy floating in the sky and the earth allows him to predict and make plans beforehand.

But no matter how mysterious it is, when it comes to killing people.

The original founder looked down on it, but Chen Jun didn't like it at all.

Suddenly, Chen Jun grasped the mahogany sword of the first patriarch. He didn't expect it at all. When he reacted, he wanted to kill someone with the sword energy so close to him, but he didn't expect that Chen Jun would fight close to him again.

Punch out!

The first ancestor was knocked into the ground, causing a burst of thick smoke.

On the shattered demon-slaying platform, the first patriarch suddenly stood up, and Chen Jun kicked him away fiercely.

The first patriarch, who had difficulty adapting, blocked the kick with Hengjian, and his body was kicked into the air again.

In an instant, the leaping Chen Jun hit his chest with his elbow and was knocked back to the ground.

Chen Jun abandoned his sword and did not use it, which caused great disturbance to the first generation ancestor, and it was difficult to adapt to this simple and crude fighting method, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Bang!

The first patriarch was slapped by Chen Jun and flew hundreds of feet away.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve, the first patriarch looked at the figure that was quickly passing by, raised his arm and said softly: "Your existence goes against the laws of nature. There is no unreasonable rule in the way of swordsmanship, and there are no rules in martial arts. I will teach you today."

Rules, without rules there would be nothing."

"I will kill you according to the rules!"

The first patriarch held a sword in his hand and drew a circle.

But the sword energy that had just been formed was round, and in an instant, a figure pierced through the circle like an arrow. His feet were like two dragon scissors, and with a violent twist, he kicked the first patriarch's chin and kicked him into the mountain with great force.

The ancestor's eyes flashed with stars, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the long sword.

The ancient peach wood sword fell to the ground.

The square sword array suddenly exploded and was destroyed in an instant.

The first patriarch opened his eyes and saw a dark shadow passing before his eyes: "Those with big fists have the final say."

Click!

The first patriarch fell to the ground, his body weak and limp.

The few spectators stared wide-eyed, not expecting that the last banished immortal would die in such a way.

From the beginning to the end of the final battle, the Sword God did not use a single sword.

At this moment, the cries of the Longhu Mountain disciples can be vaguely heard.

Chen Jun held on to the cliff with one hand, and with the other hand supported by Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he glanced at everyone: "From now on, Longhu Mountain will be renamed Qingyun Mountain!"
Chapter completed!