Douluo Continent: Flame of Nothingness

Chapter 357 Nalan Injustice
After the Nalan army retreated, Long Zhiming spent a year stabilizing the defenses of the four counties of Wangpangyu, and then released the residents of Wangpangyu to leave. There can be no mistakes, and Yang Jian has already sent a strong man in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian to sit in the town. This Da Luo Jinxian was injured and lost an arm, just enough to play the most important role here.

And Long Zhiming's reputation began to really spread in the fairy world. Ninth-rank Alchemist, Ninth-rank Artifact Refiner, Ninth-rank Array Mage, Ninth-level Magician, Master of Space Law, Master of Swordsmanship, these titles should appear in a person They are all peerless geniuses, but God seems to favor Long Zhiming, and gave Long Zhiming all these titles.

But Long Zhiming couldn't control so much, so he could only return to Guyao County by himself. The star robbers began to run rampant on the way, and Long Zhiming wiped out seven or eight teams of star robbers. Each team of star robbers had a Nalan tribe. It seems that The Nalande I met before was actually the internal response of the Nalan tribe. The Nalan tribe began to worry about the already empty fairyland by bribing the star robbers.

And Long Zhiming finally met the most difficult opponent. Long Zhiming looked at the old man in purple in front of him with a gloomy expression, and Long Zhiming, a mid-sage quasi-sage, took a deep breath and looked at the old man of the Nalan tribe.

"I didn't expect that you would be blocked by me."

Long Zhitian walked out from behind the old man with a half-smile, Long Zhiming's eyes were solemn, he knew he couldn't stay here for a long time now, Long Zhiming looked around and wanted to tear open the space crack, but he couldn't do it.

"It's impossible for you to leave, the elder troubles you to make a move."

"Don't worry, since it is the request of that adult, I will definitely do it."

The elder looked at Long Zhiming and said, Long Zhiming pulled out the sky fire, and the power of the real dragon in his body was running wildly. A pair of dragon wings and two pairs of dragon horns appeared on Long Zhiming's body, and at the same time, golden dragon scales began to appear on the surface of his skin. Long Zhiming was not careless.

"The power of the real dragon? It's really good. If I swallow it, I might be able to prove my way and become a saint!"

The elder looked at Long Zhiming and said excitedly. Long Zhiming grinned and appeared behind Long Zhitian in an instant, and a sword pierced Long Zhitian's chest. Long Zhitian didn't react at all. When the internal organs of the sky were touched, the elder behind him made a move. The old man's skinny right hand grabbed Long Zhiming's heart. Relying on the power of space, Tian immediately came behind the old man with frightened eyes.

"puff!"

And Long Zhiming was also kicked by the old man in the back and flew out. Long Zhiming spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was fine. His body had already been turned into a holy nine, so it was impossible for him to be injured by such a kick from the old man.

"Elder, I will go first with his sword, you stop him!"

After Long Zhitian finished speaking, he took Long Zhiming's Tianhuo and left. Long Zhiming frowned but did not go after him. As long as the battle is over, Tianhuo can come back at any time, because Tianhuo was refined by him.

"Trash, it's far worse than you."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Long Zhiming nodded. The Chaos Clock appeared above his head, holding the Burning Sun Bow in his hand. The old man nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Old man Nalan is not fair. He is the seventh elder of the Nalan tribe. He was ordered by the patriarch to take your corpse back for a mission, so you can release all your methods to see if you can leave."

"You think too highly of yourself, instant magic ice burst!"

Holding the staff in his left hand, Long Zhiming suddenly yelled angrily. Before Nalan Gonggong could react, he was frozen by Long Zhiming's ice. This is a ninth-level magic, even a quasi-sage is not so easy to break free. Long Zhiming put away the staff and pulled it away. The three arrows from the Burning Sun Bow hit the old man's head, heart and kidneys.

"Not bad, but it's a pity that magic is still too weak for our Nalan tribe."

Long Zhiming heard the sound and the chaotic clock above his head rang leisurely. Sure enough, Nalan Gong took a few steps back to avoid the attack of the chaotic clock. Nalan unfairly looked at the chaotic clock in surprise. He had already succeeded, Long Zhiming turned around and looked at Nalan's injustice with cold sweat all over his face.

It turned out that Long Zhiming's attack was in vain. He thought that the ice had frozen Nalan's injustice, but in fact it just froze the afterimage of Nalan's injustice. Long Zhiming looked at Nalan's injustice with an ugly expression.

"Is there any other way? If not, take me!"

After Nalan's injustice finished speaking, he swiped at the air with his hand as a knife, and the feeling of death came over him. Long Zhiming raised his arms to resist and was thrown away by a huge force. Long Zhiming fell to the ground and looked at the deep bones in his arms. The scars on his face showed shock, and his deputy city lord's robe was torn even more. You must know that the deputy city lord's robe can withstand the full blow of the quasi-sage in the early stage, but Nalan's injustice just scratched him casually. His robes were torn, and at the same time, his nine-turn sanctified body had scars that were deeply visible to the bones.

"That's it?"

Nalan unfairly smiled and shot again, Long Zhiming used space translation to get behind Nalan unfair and kicked it directly, but Nalan unfairly grabbed Long Zhiming's ankle with his right hand and smashed it down hard. Fortunately, Long Zhiming opened the distance again by space translation in an instant.

Long Zhiming stopped, the wound on his arm had healed, Long Zhiming's eyes were full of fighting intent, Long Zhiming took out the broken sword that belonged to Chu Linfei, Nalan couldn't help laughing when he saw that Long Zhiming took out a broken sword , and Long Zhiming grasped the Broken Sword as if it immediately became one with the Broken Sword Man's sword. It was indeed Chu Linfei's weapon, and it really felt better than Tianhuo once he held it.

"bring it on."

Long Zhiming took a deep breath, set his posture and looked at Nalan unfairly, Nalan unfairly frowned and swiped his hand again, Long Zhiming just moved his right hand, the next moment Nalan unfair attack showed its original shape and was chopped into pieces Three paragraphs, missed.

"what!"

Nalan unfairly looked at Long Zhiming in disbelief, Long Zhiming chuckled and said:

"That's right, your attack is silent, but ah, my Qingfeng sword energy relies on the rhythm of the wind to move, so your attack is invisible in front of me, as long as I have a sword, your attack will be It's no longer a threat."

"is it?"

Nalan unfairly shook his head, this time his hands didn't move, but Long Zhiming shot again, only to see that Long Zhiming's right hand only dragged the sword twice, and the two attacks were cut off again behind Long Zhiming's back.

"The sword is so fast, it's almost invisible to the naked eye. It takes a lot of hard work to complete. It's obviously not your own skill, but since you can use it, it's your skill."

(End of this chapter)