Chapter 301

The flying swords gathered together again to form a sword pill, which fell into Zhang Zheng's hands. The snake old man, who had just been arrogant, had already disappeared.

"This... Is this sword pill? What is the origin of this boy? " Du Xiaoguang's face was dull. He never thought that Zhang Zheng was like an ant in his eyes. At this time, he was superior to him with a king's temperament.

Duoqin flies from the side, looks at Zhang Zheng's face, and breathes a sigh of relief, for fear that Zhang Zheng will be affected by the attack just now.

"Younger martial brother Zhang, now I really admire you. I killed the snake old man as soon as I put my hand on it. Fortunately you have you!" Song Zheng sighed, nodded and said, looking at Zhang Zheng's eyes with admiration.

Zhang Zheng laughed bitterly in his heart. I'm afraid the sword pill in his hand can't be used for a short time. At the moment when he took the sword, he had exhausted the spiritual power of the village head. If he wanted to continue to use it, I'm afraid he would have to inject more spiritual power into it. Zhang's calculation will take at least a month to go.

"Ha ha ha, younger martial brother Zhang, you are the first person I admire since Shen Cang grew up so big!"

They sat on the ground talking and laughing, and their faces were full of joy. Even Du Yu and Chu batian, who had just died, did not pay attention to them at all. Only one Du Xiaoguang was left staring at Zhang Zheng with resentment in his eyes.

In the sky, there was a huge sword spirit flying through the sky. The master of the sword hall narrowly avoided the blow, and he was afraid. The sword old man's suppressing power was just too strong

"sword old man, don't be stubborn! Old snake is dead. You have no point in fighting any more! " The master of the sword hall snorted coldly. The hand holding the sword was on his back and trembled slightly. He could only exchange another hand to hold the sword.

"Well, is there only one snake old man left in Jiulong Mountain?" Sword old man sighed and chuckled.

The sword hall master's pupils were tight and his heart was cold. He had already guessed something bad. He quickly turned around and yelled to the laughing people below: "go! Hurry up, it's dangerous there

The head of sword hall is sweating. Since the old snake is dead, why hasn't he removed the border around him? The more he thinks about it, the more he fears, the more he worries, the more he worries.

I saw a middle-aged man with a sword in his hand flying in the sky. It was like a flash of lightning, passing through Huang Yong's body.

"No! Despicable villain As soon as the master of the sword hall clenched his teeth, a huge sword shadow appeared behind him. The momentum of the sword hall was greatly improved. For a time, the sword old man was forced to retreat.

"Huang Yong! Damn it After hearing the tip from the master of the sword hall, they did not feel relieved. They saw that Huang Yong was pierced by a sword, and a bowl sized hole appeared in his chest. It looked very frightening. He lay on the ground without blood, and his spirit and body were all dead.

"Well, I have to say, you kids really surprised me." The figure of the middle-aged man appeared in front of the crowd, with a smile in his mouth, just like watching a group of dolls.

"Are you from Jiulongshan, too?" Zhang Zheng asked in a voice. This sword technique is very similar to those in Lijiang. Zhang Zheng couldn't help thinking about these things.

"Well? I am the young leader of Jiulong Mountain! Gao Tousheng The middle-aged man's clothes are windless and automatic, and the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal. There are gullies on the surrounding land, which makes people feel cold.

They clenched their teeth and looked at Gao Tusheng, who suddenly appeared. There was a trace of fear in situ Haoran's eyes. The whole person collapsed on the ground, his face was full of panic, and his lower body had become wet, obviously urinating his pants.

Zhang Zheng clenched his teeth. The pressure brought by the man in front of him was too great. If the cultivation of the snake old man was a swelling sponge, then Gao Tusheng was a real expert in the golden elixir realm.

"Well, I care who you are! Take my axe Song Zheng looked at Gao Tusheng in front of him and gave a big drink. He jumped up, swung his axe and chopped it. It was like a volcanic eruption and the earth was shaking.

With a wave of his big hand, Gao Tusheng's hand was shining with gold. The sword suddenly came out of the scabbard. In an instant, time seemed to have stopped. Gao Tusheng was disdainful, just like the real God in the sky. The sword was shining all over his body and returning to the scabbard.

Even if Zhang Zheng used his purple eyes to barely see his movements, which made people feel palpitating, and the air around him exploded violently.

Song Zheng was desperate, gritted his teeth, and tried to block Gao Tusheng's blow. However, everything was in vain. The air around him exploded inch by inch, and the mountain axe in his hand turned into powder. Song Zheng's body flew back uncontrollably, and his strong muscles were covered with sword marks, and one sword turned into ten thousand swords.

Zhang Zheng really didn't expect that the young leader of Jiulongshan could be strong enough to crush the snake old man just by virtue of his strength in the middle of the golden elixir.

Song Zheng flew out upside down. His body was bleeding and his clothes were broken. He was holding the handle of the mountain axe tightly. The whole man had lost his fighting power.

Poof!

Gao Tusheng was still indomitable. He cheated him and cut him again. His sword came out of the sheath again. He did not give song Zheng any chance to breathe. He took song Zheng's head.Drink!

After a burst of drinking, Shen cangsheng quickly blocked song Zheng's body. His body was covered with a thick layer of flame. His eyes were shining with golden light. His veins were exposed. The square sky drawing halberd on his hand was chopped on the sword in Gao Tusheng's hand.

"No, elder martial brother Shen, this is burning spiritual power! The realm is even close to the middle of the golden elixir Zhang Zheng said in astonishment that he did not expect Shen cangsheng to fight in such a way. His admiration for Shen cangsheng was deepened.

"What? This is irreversible. I didn't expect Shen cangsheng to give up his name. Zhang Zheng, what can you do? " Duoqin clenched her teeth and asked Zhang Zheng, who was also shocked. Obviously, Zhang Zheng has been the backbone of the public.

"Let's have a look. We haven't yet. We can only hope that elder brother Shen can delay for a long time." Zhang Zheng clenched his fist and took out the painting that the deaf gave himself when he was leaving.

Zhang Zheng held a pen in one hand and looked at the painting which was just short of his eyes in front of him with the other hand, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out.

Thinking of what the deaf told himself, the strength of the painting depends on the spirituality of the brush. Zhang Zheng's hand trembled slightly and did not dare to write.

Ah!

At this time, Shen cangsheng was like a god of war. Even Gao Tusheng was defeated for a long time. His long sword kept hiding in front of him. Originally, he was white and spotless, and his white long shirt was covered with blood.