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With lightning speed, in an instant, a group of strange and unpredictable gun shadows arrived in front of Zhang Long, and then dense phantoms of gun tips began to gather at Zhang Long's throat.

The best way to deal with this tricky and weird move is to counter it with absolute strength.

"Hey..." Under the apprehensive eyes of everyone, Zhang Long moved.

The right arm swelled, and it suddenly fell towards the countless gun shadows in front of it. From the scabbard behind it, the Burning Flame Demon Sword rushed out automatically, making a high-pitched sound, and after flying a few laps in the air at a faster speed, it fell into the Zhang Long's hand, and then cut off heavily with Zhang Long's falling arm.

"Crack!"

The originally pitch-black night suddenly turned red, and a plane composed entirely of fire exploded with Zhang Long as the center, spreading over a range of tens of meters in an instant. The surrounding crowd retreated in unison.

In the horrified eyes of the people, the devil-like black and red giant sword in Zhang Long's hand collided with the silver gun in Zheng Hong's hand.

With an ear-shattering sound, the silver-white spear broke, and Zheng Hong, who was rushing towards him, suddenly froze in place. The plane pierced through his waist.

At the same time, starting from Zheng Qiang's forehead, a bright red bloodstain appeared, spreading straight down, until it evenly separated his entire upper body.

His eyes, which had been squinting all his life, widened, and he stared blankly at Zhang Long who was holding a black and red giant sword. The anger in his eyes was fading like a tide, leaving only the filtered fear, pure fear.

The broken silver-white spear was only left in his hands, and the other half flew into the dark night a hundred meters away with the bursting fire waves.

He looked at Zhang Long, but the memory in his mind was frozen at the moment when the silver spear in his hand collided with the opponent's giant sword just now.

Similarly, until the whole scene became quiet again, Zheng Qiangyi and the others still stared blankly at Zhang Long and Zheng Hong, and the memory in their minds was also frozen in the moment when their weapons collided, an incredible moment.

Just like tofu hitting a stone, when Zheng Hong's spear touched the Scorching Flame Demon Sword, it broke without persistence, and a sword beam shot out from the Scorching Flame Demon Sword pierced through Zheng Hong's body in an erect manner. Hiroshi's body.

"Boom!" Before people had time to react from the sudden blow, the frightened scene reappeared.

Zheng Hong, who was standing dumbfounded, suddenly exploded, a mass of fire erupted from his body, and his body completely exploded from the bloodstain in front of him that seemed to have rolling magma. The silver robe and flesh and blood melted together. The sky filled with Mars.

"Kick off."

After a second or two, the flying ash and sparks in the sky hadn't completely fallen, and Zheng Tianyi who was not far away instinctively staggered and almost sat on the ground.

His face was pale, as if he had suddenly turned into a fool. He couldn't believe that the one who exploded and dissipated just now was his father who he had always been proud of and thought was invincible.

Zheng Hong, the Patriarch of the Zheng Family, died just like that, without any mental preparation.

"Why, how did this happen, he, he..." Zheng Qiang panicked, completely panicked, he backed up again, and instinctively hid behind Huo Liaochen who was the closest.

Zhang Long was still standing in the encircled circle with an additional gap, holding a huge sword in his hand, which burned a curtain of fire, illuminating a large area of ​​darkness.

Under the light of the fire, he glanced at all the people who were stunned by the unprepared fear, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you not only want to fight me one-on-one today, but also want my life. If this is the case, then I don't have to You're welcome."

After finishing speaking, his sharp eyes locked onto Zheng Qiang instantly like a superb sword light.

"Heck." Zheng Qiang's heart sank, his eyes widened suddenly, deep fear welled up in his eyes, and then he pulled his legs and ran behind Huo Liaochen.

"Three Patriarchs, what are you waiting for... Hiss..." He shouted instinctively as he ran, trying to encourage the three Patriarchs to block Zhang Long.

Unfortunately, although he was only a few meters away from Huo Liaochen, he still didn't run over.

A transparent sword shape suddenly appeared in the night sky behind Zheng Qiang, and in the next second, it pierced Zheng Qiang's neck accurately.

Bright red blood gushed out, and Zheng Qiang's forward figure suddenly froze, and then he fell on the ground with a plop, his head lying sideways, his eyes almost bursting with extreme fear, and he stared at him intently. Looking at Zhang Long until all the expressions in his eyes receded, turning into ashes.

The condensed transparent sword was inserted straight into his neck, and it didn't automatically dissipate into the air until he was silent.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere at the scene became more fearful. People who were full of confidence suddenly felt that they had become lambs in the slaughterhouse, and they had no power to resist.

Zhang Long started and slowly walked up to Zheng Qiang who had turned into a corpse. Looking down at those eyes that were frozen with fear and surprise, Zhang Long said indifferently: "Didn't you want to kill me? Now you are satisfied."

During the period, the remaining three patriarchs, Huo Liaochen, Liang Xiong, and Wu Bufeng, let Zhang Long walk up to Zheng Qiang's body and insult him, but no one dared to stop them. For the sake of face, they wanted to stop Zhang Long in their hearts, but The extreme fear brought about by the scenes beyond cognition just now made them feel that their legs were filled with lead and they couldn't save it.

"Hey, it's your turn." Suddenly, Zhang Long raised his head, his eyes fell on the three of Huo Liaochen, raised his sword eyebrows, and let out an evil laugh.

"what……"

As if hearing the taunt from the god of death, Huo Liaochen's suppressed fear burst out all of a sudden, he let out a loud roar, his eyes widened, and he rushed towards Zhang Long like crazy.

He instinctively wanted to make Zhang Long, a terrifying monster, disappear completely, so that he would no longer have to be afraid.

"Let's go together!" Seeing this, Wu Bufeng and Liang Xiong also reacted, and the two of them bit the bullet, using the highest level of cultivation, and rushed towards Zhang Long.

Zhang Long was standing in front of Zheng Qiang's body, only a few meters away from Huo Liaochen. For a moment, Huo Liaochen, Wu Bufeng and Liang Xiong behind him formed a line and headed towards Zhang Longben.

Three people, three black robes, and a vast silver glow galloping above the black robes, the night sky is brightly lit, and the three silver-white long swords set off a curtain of swords all over the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Liaochen was the first to rush over, and the shadows of swords all over the sky enveloped Zhang Long.

Under the reflection of silver light and fire light, on Zhang Long's handsome face, the corners of the thin lips evoked a sinister arc, and all the enemies who saw the arc twitched violently in their hearts. , there is no fear, some are just dismissive contempt, as if the three masters of the psychic period are all rubbish in front of him.

"Seven slashes by the red moon, Lihentian."

"Zheng..."

A word with lingering echoes swayed in the dark night, and then, a huge red sword suddenly appeared in the void, and it was placed across the ground, like a huge, burning sword that had been prepared long ago. Like a red spring sword, when the mechanism is touched, the red sword body, which is nearly 20 meters long and more than one meter wide, suddenly pops out.

A large wave of fire appeared, with the giant sword as the center, rolling towards the darkness on all sides. The silvery white brilliance and sword shadow that filled the void before disappeared completely after the wave of fire passed.

The scene became quiet again, Wu Bufeng, Liang Xiong, and Huo Liaochen stood in a line on the ground, their bodies were pierced together by the giant sword completely condensed by energy like candied haws.

And when the sword shape slowly dissipated, people were shocked to find that Zhang Long had disappeared in place long ago, but appeared at the end of the three, not far behind Liang Xiong.

Zhang Long turned his back to the three Patriarchs, and the three Patriarchs also turned their backs to Zhang Long. Unfortunately, they no longer had the strength to look back at Zhang Long. The ferocious fiery red cracks on the chests of the three were rapidly spreading towards the flesh and blood on all sides. , and in the crack, there is a billowing fire stirring, as if the flesh and blood in the body were ignited.

They looked at the juniors of the four families directly opposite. There were their sons there, but they were powerless to say anything. In their round eyes, there was only extreme fear and suspicion of Zhang Long's powerful strength. , was a faint warning, warning the son who was still standing there stupidly to escape this hellish place quickly.

"Boom..." A few seconds later, the three of them dispersed at the same time, their clothes and flesh and blood turned into sparks all over the sky, and a fire rained down. After the flames were extinguished, what was left was a little dust, nothing left.

"Plop." Huo Lei fell to the ground, and the rest of Liang Yuesheng and Wu Fan also seemed to have lost their souls. Their eyes were empty as they watched the dust flying down from the sky, and their hearts were plunged into fear.

As for Zheng Tianyi, he had been standing still since Zheng Hong's death, but at this moment, a mortal hatred suddenly burst into his eyes.