V1.Chapter 168

"Bastard! Dare!"

There was an angry shout in the sky, and then an old man came from the sky. When Ling Dao and Aolong saw the old man's face clearly, they were taken aback. Both Ling Dao and Aolong knew this old man.

"Who are you? What does it have to do with you if I kill these people?"

Zhong Luohai's eyes flashed a trace of anger at the words of the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but Zhong Luohai did not explode on the spot. Now that Zhong Luohai was injured, he naturally didn't want to offend the origin warrior in front of him. He had never met the elders of the Sutra Pavilion, so naturally he didn't know that the elders of the Sutra Pavilion belonged to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

"You want to kill someone from my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, do you think I will take care of it or not?"

Neither Ling Dao nor Aolong thought that the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, who had been unknown until now, would be a martial artist in the original state. Whether it is Ling Dao or Aolong, they have only seen this elder in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He doesn't care about the big and small things of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and just hangs around in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Impossible! You are a member of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect? A small tenth-rank force, how can there be a martial artist in the original state? There is no need to make such a joke, right?"

It's not that Zhong Luohai doesn't believe it, but according to common sense, the strongest power in the tenth rank is just the peak martial artist of Yukong Realm. If you have a martial artist in the original state, you can be promoted to a ninth-rank power. Sky Splitting Sword Sect is the weakest of the three tenth-rank forces in Ansan County, how could there be warriors in the original state?

In the entire Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, Duan Zhenghui was the only one who knew that the elders of the Cangjing Pavilion were from the original realm. When he was in Anshan County City, Duan Zhenghui had a premonition of danger and notified the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It's just that something happened in the middle, and it was delayed for a while, and the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion arrived only now.

"Meet Master Uncle!"

With the support of two elders, Duan Zhenghui finally arrived here. Duan Zhenghui's words surprised everyone. Even Zhuang Xin didn't know that the seniority of the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was so high. Zhuang Xin only knew that when he was young, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was already the one in front of him.

"Greetings to the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

The seniority is too high, and others directly call him the elder of the Tibetan scripture pavilion. The elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion naturally didn't care about these things, and with a light hand, everyone felt a force and helped them up. The elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion looked at Ling Dao and Aolong with a smile, looking extremely satisfied.

"I didn't expect that your Sky-Splitting Sword Sect would hide so deeply, and there is actually a martial artist in the original state. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe such a thing!"

Zhong Luohai narrowed his eyes. If he had known that such a situation would happen, he would not have come alone. Now he has suffered a lot of injuries, and his remaining combat power is not even half of what he was in his heyday. But thinking about it, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After all, Sky Splitting Sword Sect is only a tenth-rank force, even if there are warriors in the original state, they will not be very strong. Even if Zhong Luohai was injured, the elders of the Cangjing Pavilion were no match for him. The resources of the tenth-rank forces are destined not to be able to produce powerful warriors in the original realm.

"Since I saw it, you are all going to die!"

As Zhong Luohai's words fell, he raised the black iron sword and slashed at the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The black iron sword has no blade, no blade, but combined with the black iron sword technique, it is extremely powerful. In Zhong Luohai's view, he can completely defeat the elder of the Tibetan scripture pavilion just by using the sword technique alone.

Xuantie swordsmanship is a middle-grade swordsmanship, broad and profound, even Zhong Luohai has not fully mastered it. Just like Ling Dao's medium-grade swordsmanship, it is not yet a great achievement, otherwise the power will be much greater than it is now.

"Twenty-two swords!"

Without any nonsense, the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion directly pulled out the low-grade sword and displayed a sword technique that Ling Dao had never seen before. Duan Zhenghui, Zhuang Xin, Aolong and others have never seen this sword technique, and there is no such sword technique in the Sutra Pavilion.

In just an instant, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion made twenty-two swords, and the speed of the swords was terrifyingly fast. What's more, the surging zhenqi in his body condensed into great swords of zhenqi, stabbing at Zhong Luohai.

The sword that Zhong Luohai slashed was naturally blocked, not only that, but the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion repeatedly slashed swords, which made Zhong Luohai keep retreating. There were deep footprints on the ground. Every time he took a step back, Zhong Luohai could feel a sharp pain in his body.

"Qing"

With a crisp sound, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion had put away the low-grade sword, sent it to the scabbard, and carried it behind his back. The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion no longer had any intention of using the sword, because the twenty-two sword was enough to deal with Zhong Luohai.

"If you weren't injured, you might still be able to fight me. It's a pity that you are vulnerable now!"

What the elder of the Tibetan scripture pavilion said made the people behind him extremely excited. When Ling Dao, Aolong and the others saw Zhong Luohai, they were also surprised. There were blood holes on Zhong Luohai's body.

At this time, Zhong Luohai had already turned into a blood man. The swordsmanship of the elder of the Cangjing Pavilion was too exquisite, extremely sharp, and incredibly fast. The injured Zhong Luohai simply couldn't resist it. No one expected that the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would be so tyrannical.

"You and I……"

Zhong Luohai's eyes widened, but he fell to the ground with a "bang". The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion grabbed his black iron sword and carried it behind his back. Anyway, Zhong Luohai's black iron sword is also a good low-grade sword weapon, so naturally it can't be thrown here.

…………

Inside the heavy sword gate, white hairs had already appeared on Zhong Taicang's head. Just yesterday, Zhong Jianxing finally died of poison. In a short period of time, first his most beloved daughter died outside, and then his most beloved son died in front of him. Naturally, it would be unbearable for anyone else.

"Lingdao, you have killed Jian Xing with such a poisonous method. If you are allowed to live in this world, you will be sorry for Jian Xing. You must die!"

At this time, Zhong Taicang's eyes were full of anger. If Ling Dao was in front of him, he might wish to tear Ling Dao into pieces. If he knew that Zhong Feifei also died at the hands of Ling Dao, he might be thinking about killing Ling Dao.

"Fortunately, I let my uncle go out in person. I believe that it won't be long before my uncle will come back with the heads of those people. Calculate the time, it should be soon, right?"

It's a pity that Zhong Taicang didn't know at all that his uncle, Zhong Luohai, the origin warrior of the heavy sword sect, had already died under the sword of the elder of the Sutra Pavilion of the Splitting Sword Sect. If he knew about this now, he might go mad with anger!

www.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!