"Zhao Yun, he's still alive! Is, is he wielding his sword for me? But he can't break through Xu Lianghu's Pangu Hammer. "
Seeing Zhao Yun take another difficult step with tenacious perseverance, Madame Haitang was surprised and happy. Her infatuation was mixed with worry, and there was a trace of expectation hidden in her despair. She couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yun with her divine sense.
Seeing that Madame Haitang's back was exposed, how could she let go of this excellent opportunity? She shouted, "Now!"
The Autumn Dragon Sword drew out a pool of autumn water and pierced through Madame Haitang's body at lightning speed. The tip of the sword was dazzling in front of her chest.
"The outcome is decided!"
The Sunset Tower Master pulled out the Autumn Dragon Sword coldly. There was no trace of blood on the sword, which showed that the speed of the sword was extremely fast.
Madame Haitang's body turned cold. Her entire body fell down involuntarily, and she no longer had the strength to resist. However, she still tried her best to raise her head and looked at Zhao Yun in a daze, hoping that he could hold on for a while longer.
Zhang Shentong sighed sadly, "Madame, why do you have to do this? I'm sorry! "He suddenly slapped a" Binding Talisman "over. Without Ziwei's approval, he didn't dare to act on his own initiative to deal with Madame Haitang.
Ziwei was already confident of Madame Haitang's defeat, so he didn't care at all. His gaze was only focused on Zhao Yun. Looking at Zhao Yun's bright and determined eyes, he faintly had a strange feeling, "Zhao Yun will be the biggest variable."
Xu Lianghu thought in every possible way, but he still didn't know what to do. He couldn't fight, nor could he avoid. Seeing that Zhao Yun was getting closer and closer while the other masters were watching calmly, he became even more anxious, "It seems that I can only ask the old bald donkey to make a move. Although this is a bad plan, I have no choice. "
He then used Secret Voice-sending to Master Shenying, "Master, Zhao Yun is related to the Seven Demons Prophecy, but she's so unreasonable. I really don't know what to do, so I can only ask Grandmaster for help. Mo Gate will never forget this kindness. "
Master Shenying transmitted his voice, "Excellent. Zhao Yun is indeed different from others. This old monk will give it a try. "
Zhao Yun leaned on the staff and moved forward with great difficulty with only a strong will. The nine moves of the Green Lotus Sword Art, more than a thousand variations, flashed through her mind. She pondered and said, "The ninth move is the most powerful and can even block Luo Tianjun. However, the requirements are also the most stringent. If one can't achieve the state of mind and self, they won't be able to display their true power. Therefore, I can only use Extreme Emotion and Extreme Self to have a chance. "
Therefore, with every step he took, he thought to himself, "I must swing my sword. I must defeat Xu Lianghu! "The conviction in his heart became clearer, and the sword intent in his heart became clearer.
Finally, Zhao Yun was less than ten meters away from Xu Lianghu.
Finally, Zhao Yun stopped and raised the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword slowly, aiming it at Xu Lianghu's chest.
The crowd held their breaths and waited. Although they knew that Zhao Yun had no chance, they couldn't help but hope that a miracle would happen. They didn't hope that Zhao Yun could break out of the encirclement, but they felt that if this sword didn't succeed, it would be a waste of Zhao Yun's repeated failures.
"Mighty Fighting, I'm counting on you! After this sword, it might be time for you and me to part. Let this sword be my last confession. "
Zhao Yun's hand that was holding the sword became more and more fiery. All the strength in her body was gathered on the sword hilt. She exerted all her strength and waved her sword with determination. Although she didn't use any vital Qi, the move that condensed the purest sword intent was so powerful that no one dared to underestimate it.
Master Shenying put his palms together, "Shanzai, Almsgiver Zhao, please stop." As he spoke, the Buddha's Mantra Shackles arrived instantly. A faint white light circle blocked the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, preventing it from advancing any further. It dissipated the sword intent even more gently.
This move was indeed beautiful. It didn't hurt Zhao Yun, but it also didn't let Zhao Yun succeed. The crowd couldn't help but cheer loudly, "After all, he's an eminent monk. He's the best of both worlds."
There seemed to be a voice beside Zhao Yun's ear that kept persuading her, "Put down your sword, put down your sword." The sword intent was gradually suppressed.
"No, as long as I'm alive, I'll never give up my sword." Zhao Yun gritted her teeth. Her willpower couldn't be disintegrated by others. She tried her best to push the sword forward, wanting to break through the shackles of the Buddha's Mantra Shackles.
"Shanzai."
With another Buddhist chant, Master Shenying strengthened the Mantra Shackles once again. The white brilliance became even more intense, like a chain of Buddha beads. It climbed onto the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, wanting to forcefully pull the sword out of Zhao Yun's hand.
"She's at the end of her rope, she can't hold on anymore." Madame Haitang's eyesight was like a torch. She could see that Zhao Yun was powerless under Master Shenying's supernatural power, "Zhao Yun, Haitang doesn't regret dying with you."
"Even if I have to give up the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, even if I have to die, I'll defeat all of you first." Zhao Yun held the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword tightly. She tried her best to hold on, unwilling to let go even if she died. She carried out the last resistance.
"You're still not enlightened!"
Seeing that the Mantra Shackles still didn't work, Master Shenying admired Zhao Yun's strong will. He had no choice but to use "Severe Warning" again. He used his spiritual power to transform into a majestic Buddhist light and directly attacked Zhao Yun's sea of consciousness.
Zhao Yun felt dizzy and couldn't resist anymore. She immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
"Zhao Yun has finally fallen. He won't get up again this time, right? "
Just as the crowd was thinking this, they suddenly saw that the white light on the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword had completely disappeared.
"What's going on? I haven't stopped yet. How can the Mantra Shackles be dispersed by the golden light? "
Master Shenying was baffled. He wanted to go up to the stage to check what was going on. Suddenly, he felt a shock in his heart. He couldn't stand steadily and the ground started to shake.
The surrounding mountains shook at the same time. Large pieces of rocks kept falling down. Cracks continuously appeared on the ground where the heroes were standing, and a bottomless abyss was immediately formed.
"What's going on? Why is there an earthquake in Tianfeng Valley? Moreover, the momentum is not small. "
The crowd looked at each other and turned pale. They hurriedly flew into the air. At the same time, they used their protective vital energy to shake away the falling rocks.
Ziwei said loudly, "It seems that the landscape of Tianfeng Valley has changed. Everyone, leave this place first."
Xu Lianghu grabbed the air with his left hand. A black light was released, trying to grab Zhao Yun. Suddenly, a violent golden light burst out from the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, instantly shattering the black light.
This time, everyone saw it clearly. They exclaimed, "There's something strange about this sword!"
Before they finished speaking, the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword changed again. It flew up on its own as if it had a mind of its own. It lifted Zhao Yun up to the ninth heaven and emitted a dazzling golden light.
"How can this be! Quickly take Zhao Yun back! "
Xu Lianghu wanted to jump up, but he felt that the aurora was dazzling and he couldn't see anything. At this moment, the golden light suddenly scattered, and a black gas suddenly rushed out from the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword. Immediately, there was a deafening dragon roar in the sky. Each roar was more sorrowful than the previous, more wild than the previous, and more fierce than the previous.
Ziwei's eyes shone with divine light, penetrating thousands of miles of the starry sky. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "What a terrifying black dragon!"
Everyone knew that the Lingyun Temple Master had always been calm. This time, he lost himself and shouted. Could it be that there was a dragon in this world that he was afraid of?
There were rumors of divine dragons in the Immortal Forest. It was said that dragons could summon clouds and rain with extraordinary power. However, everyone was a cultivator with great magical power. They didn't put divine dragons in their eyes.
Because in the end, the dragon race was just a royal race in the demon world. Although their demonic power was extraordinary, it was difficult for them to resist the attack of a Tribulation Pass expert. There were even many cultivators who captured and killed divine dragons for fun. For example, Ling Ye Lai's Ice Mongoose Divine Sword was a famous sword forged by a senior of the Lingyun Temple using a captured dragon, the Ice Mongoose.
"What kind of dragon is it that can make Ziwei lose his composure?"
Wang Yasheng hurriedly shone with divine light, only to see that the divine dragon in the clouds had already rolled up Zhao Yun and the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword. Even though he was used to wind and rain, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"What a murderous dragon!"
The appearance of this dragon was not much different from the drawing. It was thousands of feet long and its entire body was pitch-black. However, the most frightening thing was the thick murderous aura in its two basin-sized crimson eyes. It was as if a king had once again descended from the heavens and looked down upon the world with disdain.
"Roar!"
The black dragon descended at lightning speed. The ferocious dragon head flashed with a terrifying aura that could devour everything.
The heroes who were flying in the air to take refuge were shocked to see a dragon tail sweeping down from the sky. They dodged one after another, but they couldn't withstand the raging wind and fell into the earth. Many people even fell into deep ravines and were instantly buried in the abyss.
The black dragon's enormous tail swept as if it was dancing wildly in the ninth heaven. It actually attacked the Red Light Pavilion Master and Zhang Shentong on the stage.
Although these two people were top-notch characters, they didn't have a good plan to deal with the divine dragon's tail. They only felt a huge gust of wind attacking them. They couldn't withstand it and hurriedly rolled to the side.
The divine dragon's tail swept up Madame Haitang from the ground and gently placed her on the dragon's back. It let out another roar that shook the sky. The mountains around Tianfeng Valley were all shaken. Large pieces of huge rocks fell down even more violently.
"Hateful, this black dragon is actually creating a diversion! It saved Zhao Yun and Madame Haitang. "
Xu Lianghu swung the Pangu Hammer. Black light slashed continuously and suddenly smashed toward the black dragon.
Roar!
The black dragon didn't seem to care. It took Xu Lianghu's powerful attack as if nothing had happened. Its powerful tail swept down and uprooted a mountain and ruthlessly threw it toward the crowd.
"Everyone, be careful. This black old man is indeed quite skilled! "
Ziwei's expression was solemn. He activated the Tianyuan Sect's heart sutra to the extreme. The Heaven and Earth's vital energy palm suddenly struck toward the sky.
The black dragon seemed to know how powerful it was. Its enormous body nimbly turned and dodged the divine palm flying toward it. It roared again and spat out balls of raging fire from its mouth.
The scorching fire fell like rain. Those who were hit by it all suffered the pain of being burned. It formed a fiery hell between heaven and earth.
"It's the True Yang Purple Fire! It's a mysterious fire that can burn everything! "
The eight leaders' expressions changed greatly. Although they weren't afraid of the True Yang Purple Fire, it was hard to say what would happen to their disciples. They had no choice but to operate their martial arts to protect their disciples. Master Shenying pitied the heroes' suffering. He endlessly provided Buddhist power to treat the injured.
"Roar!"
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