Dragon Seal

【"It's useless to talk to this evildoer!" Zhou Xiangyang, the head of Lingxiao Pavilion, said, "If there is no one in the valley for a few days, I, Lingxiao Pavilion, will set up a sword array to surround and kill the demon dragon!"] —— "The Seal of Catch the Dragon" It has become blurred, and Zhou Xiangyang's face and name only left a very faint shadow. Even with the keyword "sword repair", Wei Zhao took a while to get this person out of his mind.

That was the casual cultivator who later became a monk and entered the High Heaven Pavilion. He was Zhou Xiangyang, the real monarch who promoted the revival of the High Heaven Pavilion, and one of the enemies who would lead the High Heaven Pavilion to encircle and suppress the magic dragon in the future.But when Wei Zhao used Longlin and Zhou Xiangyang's mother's relics to separate him from the High Heaven Pavilion in the first few months after he escaped from trouble for ten years, the name was crossed out of Wei Zhao's mind.

Because, he is really not an important role.

The little man who was destroyed at the beginning was now standing in front of them, his aura was almost solidified, holding the sword in his hand, and locked the two Wei Zhao with his sword aura.His sword eyebrows were erected, and he was so angry that he couldn't tell that he had sneaked up on the young A Zhao just now, causing him to almost die.

Almost dead, Ah Zhao coughed up a big mouthful of blood, his chest began to rise and fall violently, and his lungs were probably pierced.The two barriers just now were not made of paper after all, they blocked the sword's momentum and weakened the sword's energy, preventing it from breaking Ah Zhao's heart in one fell swoop.So Ah Zhao was still able to linger on the ground, his blood covered the Taoist robe shredded by the sword energy.Gong Liangzhi can also weave formations at an incredible speed, and he has enough energy to study what happened just now, instead of falling into the madness of pulling the enemy to die together.

"Ling Xiao Pavilion?" Gong Liangzhi said loudly, his voice was like thunder and a lion's roar, he questioned the sword cultivator who came, "We are the true disciples of Qiantian Valley, why did this fellow Taoist accidentally hurt us?"

His words were both a warning and a leeway. If the opponent was really a sword cultivator from the High Heaven Pavilion, even if it was a traitorous one, he could temporarily deter him.It's a pity that after saying this, Zhou Xiangyang still stared angrily, and didn't even move his eyebrows.

Unsurprisingly, if there were no accidents, where would Zhou Xiangyang, a casual cultivator at this time, learn the sword skills of the High Heaven Pavilion, and where could he get such a good sword?It was clear from the moment he showed up that this time it was not some magic cultivator who got the fate, but Zhou Xiangyang.

The future Iron-Blooded Sect Leader did not turn his head to look at Gong Liangzhi, but stared at Wei Zhao vigilantly, and said word by word: "Everyone can punish demons and ghosts!"

"Where does this fellow Taoist who hangs out with demons and heretics have the confidence to say that?" Gong Liangzhi retorted.

Now Zhou Xiangyang gave Gong Liangzhi a quick look, angry and heartbroken.He said in a deep voice: "Gongliangzhi! I regard you as a pillar of righteousness. Just now you clearly saw the transformation of a monster dragon with your own eyes. Why are you still obsessed with it now?"

"How do I comprehend?!" Gong Liangzhi sternly said, obviously out of breath, "Since you already know our identity, what's the point of killing Qiantian Valley's true disciples as soon as you show up!"

"This person is related to evildoers. He is a great enemy in the world. Everyone will punish him!" Zhou Xiangyang roared.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over again and swung his sword at Wei Zhao.

Zhou Xiangyang is a sword cultivator, even if he is a smooth sword cultivator who can be the leader, he will go forward on the battlefield and never talk too much with the enemy - the conversation just now was just to get back his breath.Now that the zhenqi has stabilized, and the sword is more powerful, the sword light flashes towards Wei Zhao.Seen from this distance, the sword energy is crystal clear, like a small half of a shattered rainbow, drawing a delicate trajectory, but only causing death.

Boom!

There was another sudden thunder, which could shake people's minds and souls.The bluish-yellow sword qi hit Wei Zhao's body. Looking closely, it seemed that thunder was entangled with the sword qi. The double blow shook Wei Zhao's true qi.It is like a rotating drill bit, with small contacts but extremely powerful force, it tore a hole in the zhenqi, and pierced Wei Zhao's skin fiercely.If it weren't for the difficulty of breaking through the dragon scale, Wei Zhao would have been blood spattered on the spot.

The sword light was blocked by Wei Zhao's sharp claws, and the menacing sword energy left only a white mark on Wei Zhao's body in the end, making the piercing sound of a knife splitting gold and stone.Wei Zhao was unscathed, but his heart sank. According to the strength of the fight just now, Zhou Xiangyang's sword could not be so capable.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain!

Zhou Xiangyang slashed out with his sword, and Wei Zhao raised his claws to block, these two things happened in the blink of an eye.But for the sword cultivator who is quick to fight, one breath is enough preparation.

He swung countless swords in one breath, his feet and torso remained motionless, as if he was using the sword as a pen and the void as a sand table, writing something in midair.He was muttering something, because he spoke too fast, he couldn't hear what it was.Zhou Xiangyang's true energy swelled up, causing his clothes and loose hair to fly in the air due to the air current.He shouted loudly, his body was surrounded by blue lightning, and the sword was slashed out from a distance.

The destination is not Wei Zhao... No, it is Wei Zhao, the same Wei Zhao from more than ten years ago.

Gong Liangzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't expect Zhou Xiangyang's attack at all, and he didn't think that the formation used to block those demon cultivators who were all seriously injured could stop this sword strike.The reaction of the demon cultivators was even worse than his. This group of evil spirits and heretics who would not be able to survive the thunder disaster were terrified by the majestic and terrifying aura on the sword, and they couldn't even turn their thoughts. How could they draw their swords to block it?

Only one person moved.

Wei Zhao moved at the critical moment, his sharp claws cut through the void, and he blocked the sword with all his strength.The blue-black nails soared, and once again belonged to dragons instead of humans.Wei Zhao could feel his blood, true energy, and even his soul flowing into his claws, as if there was a black hole in his body, which almost emptied him.

But it was worth it, the giant claws that turned out to exist only for a short while, blocking this inevitable sword.In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, and I don't know whether the claw couldn't hold on by itself or was simply split by a sword.Wei Zhao could see the astonishment in Zhou Xiangyang's eyes, that swordsman couldn't figure out how Wei Zhao escaped from the shock of Lei Yin so quickly.

That is not ordinary thunder swordsmanship, but the most famous "Lingxiao Wufang Leishen swordsmanship" in Lingxiao Pavilion, which is the so-called "thunder punishment swordsmanship".It moves like a Fushi, but it is not a secret method of the divine way, but a majestic sword technique borrowed from heaven. Only a swordsman with faith and righteousness can use this kind of sword technique.It is the deadly nemesis for evil heretics, if Wei Zhao is still carrying those evil thoughts at this time, he will freeze for a few breaths no matter what.Even if they weren't the target, the demon cultivators were already unable to move and allowed to be slaughtered.

Zhou Xiangyang vomited a mouthful of blood because of the swordsmanship beyond his control, Wei Zhao's blood dripped from the arm torn apart by the sword qi, the three demon cultivators couldn't move, Gong Liangzhi rushed to kill one of them when he reacted .The demon cultivator's body fell to the ground, and Gong Liangzhi raised his head and shouted in amazement: "This fellow Taoist from the High Heaven Pavilion! Although senior has strange spells, he is not a demon cultivator and has never done evil! Is there any reason for this?" What misunderstanding?"

Gong Liang was really confused, he couldn't figure out why a monk from Ling Xiao Pavilion who could use Ling Xiao's Five-Fang Thunder God Sword like Zhou Xiangyang would join forces with the Demon Cultivator to besiege and kill Qian Tian Shuangbi.The most famous sword technique in Lingxiao Pavilion is also the most difficult to master. Talent, cultivation, and character are all indispensable. Being able to learn Lingxiao Wufang Leishen Swordplay is equivalent to having a ticket to become a true disciple. Any elder would be happy to accept such an outstanding apprentice .He even began to think that there was some misunderstanding and that a fight could be avoided.

How can there be such a thing.

Demons and ghosts, the great enemy of the world, everyone can punish.Gong Liangzhi thought that Zhou Xiangyang attacked them because Wei Zhao, a suspicious-looking monk, did not understand the inside story, but Wei Zhao knew very well that he would attack because he knew the inside story too well.Gongliang is so wrong, 30-year-old Wei Zhao is a demon cultivator who does all kinds of evil, and this battle cannot be avoided.

Since Zhou Xiangyang, the favored man of this round, appeared here, he must have a showdown with Wei Zhao.

You die, I live.

A smile appeared on Zhou Xiangyang's face, as if he was laughing at Gong Liangzhi's speech, and also as if he was laughing at himself.Even if he was hiding behind him, Wei Zhao could still see that his hand holding the sword was shaking violently, which was equivalent to the end of a crossbow for a sword repairman.

After all, it was still too early, no matter how much Zhou Xiangyang used the advantage of the prophet to improve himself, at this early stage, he was just a foundation-building swordsman.Sword cultivators have strong attack power, but it is more difficult to improve their cultivation base, and their explosive power is terrifying, but their endurance is extremely weak.Ling Xiao's Wufang Leishen Sword Technique is a sword technique that can only be mastered at the Golden Core stage. This sword is enough to pierce dragon scales and shatter dragon claws. For Zhou Xiangyang, who is only a high-level foundation builder, he can cut several sword?Wei Zhao could hear the sound of his bones and tendons slowly healing. He was destined to win the competition.

It's just that he didn't relax his vigilance at all—precisely because this sword repairer has reached the end of his strength.

Zhou Xiangyang let out a miserable laugh.

He didn't say anything, didn't do any unnecessary movements, and the aura on his body began to soar while laughing miserably.Wei Zhao's face darkened, his body was like lightning, and he slammed into Zhou Xiangyang without any tricks, trying to interrupt this momentum.The sword cultivator didn't move at all, letting Wei Zhaoxiang's half body be smashed into pieces by the tide rushing towards his face.

Zhou Xiangyang flew up before Wei Zhao tore the other half of his body apart. He stepped into the void, his complexion was as clear as jade, and the ashes caused by the huge injury were swept away.Half of his body even began to heal, the shoulder missing the left arm contracted to stop the bleeding, and shrank in a few breaths as if it had been like this for a lifetime.

Qiantiangu Broken Jade Jue is famous in the Kunhua world.

But there is no lack of secrets of self-inflicted self-inflicted injuries in this world, and all the four great immortal sects have similar methods.Qiantiangu Broken Jade Jue, Shuiyue Guan Shenzhu Jue, Leiyin Temple Vajra Wrath Sutra, and the scattered lanterns of Lingxiao Pavilion.Among them, the Huadeng Powder of Lingxiao Pavilion is second only to the Suiyu Jue. In fact, it can attract more potential than the Suiyu Jue. If it is not for [-]% of the meridians being broken after use, the cultivation base will be lost, and it will definitely replace the Suiyu Jue as Kunhua number one in the world.

Zhou Xiangyang just unreservedly urged the Huadeng to scatter.

Lead clouds rolled in the sky, and Wei Zhao understood that this was just an illusion caused by the backlog of sword power.The thunder cloud is black and red, and red is yellow, and in a flash, the thunder light, no, it is the sword light falling suddenly.It was too fast, and one after another was connected too well, as if a giant pillar reaching the sky suddenly appeared in the sky and the earth, rushing to the ground mightily.Even if he only looked at the strangely colored sword light, there was a biting murderous intent rushing towards his face, making people feel like falling into hell, like facing a cold abyss.

Shocked by the power of this sword, the two demon cultivators who were still alive had already fallen to the ground, and their bodies fell to the ground, watching the sword light strike.Gong Liangzhi's face was pale, and his body leaned to one side, as if he wanted to cover A Zhao's body, but unfortunately he was destined to be too late.For a while, Wei Zhao also felt that he had become a clay sculpture and wood sculpture. His powerful spirit had already reflected, but he was trapped by this body that was not strong enough, like a flying insect stuck in glue. Seeing how Jianguang Bit by bit, he chopped up the two demon cultivators, submerged into the first layer of formation, and rushed towards the two targets.

Can't we just watch?

No!no way!His divine soul roared in the shell, struggling frantically, mobilizing every ounce of strength in this scarred body.Wei Zhao felt that his blood was boiling, and it was about to boil him into a pot of minced meat.He didn't stop at all until he rushed out of this layer of skin.

From the human skin.

His bones stretched, cracked and grew.His skin was torn into countless pieces, covered with hard dragon scales underneath.The roar of this black dragon is full of pain and anger, which can shatter mountains and freeze the air—if only for a moment.

Gong Liangzhi's formation shattered, and the sharp sword aura even scratched his cheek, but at this moment, the dragon's claws came first, and the sword web was like a spider's thread in his hand.He grabbed the sword and the man, but that man was not as strong as his sword. Many bones were easily broken under the dragon's sharp claws, like dry wood in the hands of an urchin.Zhou Xiangyang flew out, like a kicked stone, broke several trees, and rolled down to the edge of a tree stump.

With the help of Hua Dengsan, the pain was still not visible on his face, it would probably take a few more breaths before he passed out.Zhou Xiangyang stood up staggeringly, his expression was worse than enduring the severe pain, as if the failure just now had eclipsed his entire life.The black dragon watched him, scales falling with blood.The effect of forcibly changing his shape twice was worse than what Wei Zhao thought, he was like a clay sculpture soaked in water, he could neither change back into a human shape nor maintain his dragon shape.

"Enough!" Wei Zhao roared from his throat, "I will die within half a stick of incense, and you will no longer be a monk. Now, even if you get the destiny, what good is it?"

Zhou Xiangyang spat out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth, but he calmed down and said, "Guess what my sword is called?"

Wei Zhao frowned, but unfortunately it was hard to see on the dragon's head.

"This sword is called Xuanhuang." Zhou Xiangyang raised his head and said, "Dragon's blood—Xuanhuang!"

A martyr-like radiance appeared on his face, and his entire face lit up.No, this is not a metaphor, Zhou Xiangyang's whole body was abnormally bright.Gong Liangzhi looked shocked, the black dragon bowed and wanted to pounce, but no one or anything could move in this space, only Zhou Xiangyang was getting brighter and brighter.

Kenshin blew himself up.

It is the last move in Duotian Sword Copying, which can detonate the sword heart and even the way of the sword.Once it is activated, the sword heart and soul of the self-destroyer will be shattered, turning into countless chains, linking the souls of all creatures within a radius of one mile, so that no creature within this range can escape.When the momentum is at its peak, boom!Within a hundred miles, they would probably be razed to the ground.

Zhou Xiangyang is just a foundation-building monk, and his Seizing Heaven Sword has not been practiced much, but it is enough to drag three seriously injured monks who are also in the foundation-building stage to be wiped out together.

"Why?!" Wei Zhao heard Gong Liang's hysterical questioning in the link, "Why do you have to kill us?!"

"Evil devils heretics, everyone can punish them." The sword repairer replied rigidly again.

"We didn't do anything!" Gong Liang said angrily, "I and A Zhao have killed no one innocent in the past 19 years! Nothing we have done has resulted in evil results!"

"I will do it in the future!" Zhou Xiangyang said enthusiastically, "When the magic dragon Wei Zhao is born, thousands of monks will die in the world! Thousands of innocent people will be affected, their families will be ruined, and their homes will be displaced! I, Zhou Xiangyang, would rather fight with the devil." Cultivated as a team, I would rather die a bad death and lose my mind and soul, but also kill these demons in their infancy! I also want to avenge the thousands of dead!"

"Why do you say that? That kind of thing hasn't happened yet!" Gong Liangzhi asked, "Azhao has ever committed a crime? Has he ever done a bad thing? You are just for a crime that never happened, never seen. If it comes true, you will kill innocent good people in the future! If you are innocent, who will give you this qualification?! Who will allow you to represent those who have died in vain?"

Click!

Gong Liangzhi's voice was like an ice skate pierced into his head, and it was like a loud slap in the face, which suddenly made Wei Zhao restless.He was flustered and broke away from the crisis in front of him. His back felt cold and his mind was in a daze.

"What a martyr do you think you are? Do you think you are the most troubled person in the world who is most qualified to kill innocent people?" Gong Liangzhi's voice was cold and judged, "Damn! You are just a self-deceiving, self-contained person , arrogant and stupid coward!"