The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 984
"Humph!"

Tong Yinzhong snorted coldly, his face changed slightly, he swayed a few times, and finally couldn't help it, he took a few steps back.

But Chen Zhao on the opposite side just swayed a bit.

The two fought twice, and each time the winner was determined. Although Tong Yinzhong had the blood of the gods and his sword was extremely brilliant, Chen Zhao's supernatural power was even stronger.

Although Chen Zhao is only as powerful as Taiyi Golden Immortal, the authentic Beixuan Divine Art of Xuanmen he practices, both in terms of true energy and martial arts, is much more powerful than Tong Yinzhong who has been hiding in Tibet for 1000 years in the human world.

At this time, Tong Yinzhong was extremely shocked. He had strong self-confidence. For example, those four sect disciples, and those who were at the level of land gods, in his eyes, were just characters that he could easily defeat. So when he heard that those four people were defeated by Chen Zhao, he felt in his heart. Although surprised, but only surprised.

His supernatural powers and martial arts, but after 1000 years of painstaking training and polishing, when he bloodbathed Shuiyuedongtian a few years ago, no one was his opponent. Years ago, the strength named Tong Bo was easily killed by him.

But Chen Zhao in front of him struck casually, and the martial arts true essence was stronger and more majestic than his.Tong Yin Zhong's sharp sword seemed to be chopping on a mountain, shaking his true energy wildly.

What was even more frightening was that his unparalleled sword intent had no effect on Chen Zhao at all.

"how can that be?"

Tong Yinzhong was extremely shocked.

Not to mention the great general Long Teng beside Qin Ershi, even the Patriarch Chen Tuan more than a hundred years ago, the original mage Zhong Kui, when he was walking in the Yongqin area, he did not dare to challenge him head-on.

"I'm going to crush you completely!"

Tong Yinzhong's eyes were already red, he roared crazily, raised the sword in his hand again, leaped forward, and swung the sword!
This sword energy is stronger, the sword energy soars, like a long rainbow, like a majestic horse flying down three thousand feet.

This is Tong Yinzhong's true level, this is the most powerful manifestation of the Protoss lineage, and this is his first attack after a thousand years of dormancy!
Tong Yinzhong firmly believed that if he was given hundreds of years of kung fu, even if the sword Changhong was as towering as Huashan Mountain, it would be able to split in two!
And the chilling invincible sword intent descended even more overwhelmingly, as if turning the earth into frost.

Chen Zhao smiled coldly, and as before, raised the halberd in his hand and struck back head-on

The Beixuan Divine Art, the incomparably mighty true energy, is as condensed as substance, as thick as a mountain and as fierce as a mountain. Although the stellar qi is not as long as the flying rainbow of Tong Yinzhong's sword qi, it is incomparably solid.

Chen Zhao waved his halberd!
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Following the sound, under Tong Yinzhong's unbelievable eyes, Chen Zhao's long halberd's halberd's aura, which was continuously several feet long, split his flying rainbow sword aura more than a dozen meters away, breaking it in two!

This kind of comparison is like someone using a small ax to split Nuoda's Huashan Mountain. The terrifying power contained in it directly makes people feel awe.

Correspondingly, Tong Yinzhong's unparalleled sharpness and invincible swordsmanship were as brilliant as practice. To Chen Zhao, it was like the breeze blowing over the mountains and the bright moon shining on the river.

"So what if the sword shines like a rainbow? The essence of martial arts is power!"

Chen Zhao looked at the terrified Tong Yinzhong, and said calmly.

Whether it is martial arts, immortal arts, or so-called magic weapons, in the final analysis it is a struggle of strength, speed and skill.

But in all of this, power is the foundation of it.

Even if you have a speed of somersaulting thousands of miles and a skill of 72 changes, you can only be suppressed when facing the Five Elements Mountain created by the Buddha with mustard seeds.

I saw Chen Zhao leaping up and already in front of Tong Yinzhong. The long halberd with a faint green light chopped off his head. He was as powerful as the top of Mount Tai, and he had the determination to turn the mountain into a peak and move forward indomitably.

Tong Yinzhong believed without hesitation that the opponent's fierce attack could completely destroy the entire manor.

Therefore, he let out a long roar, his eyes showing determination and madness that was not inferior to Ni Ao's, he once again grasped the sword tightly, and struck Chen Zhao fiercely with the same determination as Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin.

He has restrained his breath and dared not release his stellar energy.

Insufficient true energy and insufficient strength, the only way to turn offense into defense is to condense all the true energy in the sword, and combine them with the body as one.

"boom!"

The green halberd struck the sword again, and the sound of the blade hitting exploded!
In other words, Tong Yinzhong's second sword unexpectedly collided with Chen Zhao's halberd without showing any signs of damage.

You know, if it wasn't for the sake of life and death, how could he easily take out this rare weapon to fight the enemy?
At this time, the sword glowing with brilliance and aura vibrated violently, faltering, like a dragon playing with pearls.

Chen Zhao couldn't help secretly applauding, no matter what, a long halberd is a heavy weapon, while a sword, no matter how sharp it is, is still a light weapon.

With a heavy weapon and the mana power of overcoming Mount Tai, it is a matter of advantage to hit a short weapon with a three-foot Qingfeng.

But Tong Yinzhong in front of him is indeed a fierce man who has walked the world for 1000 years. The sword in his hand is like a living thing.
Sure enough, Tong Yinzhong's long sword turned over, and the sword followed the person, aiming at the sword first, like a long dragon on a silver chain rolling towards Chen Zhao, and in an instant, he slashed 37 swords in succession at Chen Zhao, each sword with a majestic and infinite power. The domineering and long-lasting Gang Mang shrouded Chen Zhao in it.

With the help of this clever move, Tong Yinzhong had already attacked within a foot of Chen Zhao, which could be regarded as a personal attack.

You know, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous!

This is the general principle of all martial arts and immortal arts in the world.

Long halberds are unrivaled in terms of sharpness, and once they are bullied and beaten by the enemy, they will do nothing.

It's like a heavy army is outside, but the enemy is launching an offensive in the capital. No matter how powerful the emperor is, he can only wait to be caught.

The most obvious one is the sound of the ax shadow and candle, the Gaoliang River rally driver who killed his brother with a jade ax and usurped the throne.

Zhao Da couldn't escape the ax of the founder of the drug project.

Chen Zhao just smiled coldly.

He held the halberd with his right hand, blocking a sword light, but his left hand clenched into a fist, and he punched out!
"Boom!"

The entire compound was in a mess, and no living things could be seen within five hundred paces.The qi of the two collided, and there was a loud noise like thunder, like an iron rod hitting a ten-thousand-jin bronze bell. The blow of the two people was not only mixed with Wanjun's inner strength, but also a competition of flesh and strength. .

As the swords and fists intersected, the feet of both of them sank violently, and they were inserted into the floor forcibly.The hard ground under the bluestone slab was already crushed by the two of them.

……

On Mount Hua, Liu Chenxiang, Ao Chun and Xiaoyu are bumped into by Meishan's second child, and have no choice but to turn back down the mountain.

Zhang Laoer of Meishan was escorting the three of them down when he suddenly heard a murmur: "It's really mean to only want to steal the treasure!"

"Who?" Zhang Er Er turned his head to look, but saw Lilac Qiao, whom he threw [-] times down the mountain, standing there, and couldn't help but angrily said, "Why is it you again!"

Ding Xiang raised the hair in front of her forehead, and said arrogantly: "I am a disciple of Master Chen Zhao, a qi refiner in Zhongnan Mountain, how can I be afraid of you, a little god who guards the mountain!"

Regarding the origin of Ding Xiang, Zhang Laoer naturally knew it well, and also knew that because of the Ding family's good reputation, they, who are gods, could not easily make a move.

In fact, this girl is the same as the three children in front of her, she can be seen as an uneasy guy at a glance, everyone has a look of "I have tricks" written on their faces, which is the most annoying!

I hate you bunch of careless kids!
Zhang Lao Er let out a cold snort, and shouted: "If you don't come here for a few days, I thought you had changed your ways, but I didn't expect you to be making trouble for no reason!"

Seeing him stretch out his hand, Ding Xiang quickly used the supernatural powers taught by his master, and shouted: "The wind rises!"

A fist-sized rock rose up against the wind and hit Zhang Lao Er straightly!

(End of this chapter)