In the Zhoutian star formation.
It has been twelve days, and the internal storm is extremely fierce. There are rapidly circling star fragments everywhere, and there are cracks in space and time everywhere. If you are not careful, a large number of star fragments will be shot into a sieve by flying.
Deng Lingzi quickly blocked the two sword cultivators for Zhao Fusu.
Unfortunately, Zhao Fusu's seven yellow tokens were too conspicuous, and they were soon discovered again.
Deng Lingzi repelled two groups of sword cultivators and felt a strong aura surrounding Zhao Fusu in the distance, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Bang!"
Deng Lingzi immediately flew back to Zhao Fusu's side, swung his long sword, and protected Zhao Fusu behind him.
"Hey? Pretty boy, why do you have so many yellow tokens? It turns out they belong to Deng Lingzi! Sure enough, he's handsome, so he's good! You can't protect yourself, but you still have to raise a pretty boy?" came a sneer. Come.
But not far away, two hundred sword cultivators surrounded the two of them. The first one was none other than Tian Jia, who had snatched the sword from Deng Lingzi's hand.
"Is it you again?" Deng Lingzi's face turned cold.
It was him who lied to himself at first, attacked him secretly, and even snatched the Xuanyuan Sword given to him by his father.
Now, he had summoned two hundred of Mengchangjun's retainers and actually surrounded him.
"You said I'm a pretty boy?" Zhao Fusu looked at Tian Jia in surprise.
"Humph, Tian Jia, you found such a group of people to follow you? After working for more than ten days, you just grabbed a yellow token? You are really ridiculous!" Deng Lingzi sneered.
Tian Jia smiled coldly: "I was just unlucky and didn't encounter the yellow token. However, now it has changed, and seven pieces appeared at once. Hahaha, it's really a perfect path!"
"There is no way out of heaven? What do you think of these two hundred disciples of Lord Mengchang? Help Tian Jia grab the yellow token and let him go out alone?" Deng Lingzi looked at the sword cultivators.
The sword cultivators sneered and ignored Deng Lingzi.
"Instigation? Forget it, little girl. Zhuangzi can't even protect himself. What else do you have to be proud of? My brothers, they believe in me. As long as I get ten yellow tokens, I can open the gate of the formation. Take everyone out together!" Tian Jia said coldly.
"Do you all believe what he said?" Deng Lingzi frowned.
It's a pity that these two hundred people seemed to trust Tian Jia extremely and ignored Deng Lingzi's instigation.
"Now, give me all the yellow tokens and I can let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Tian Jia said coldly.
"You're welcome?" Zhao Fusu sneered.
"Little guy, stand behind me, I won't let them hurt you!" Deng Lingzi turned his back to Zhao Fusu and immediately protected Zhao Fusu.
The cold expression on Zhao Fusu's face was immediately interrupted by Deng Lingzi's words, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Okay!" Zhao Fusu said interestingly.
"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty, come on!" Tian Jia shouted.
"boom!"
Two hundred sword cultivators rushed straight towards Deng Lingzi, and the terrifying sword energy instantly flooded all directions.
"Sword dance all over the world!" Deng Lingzi shouted.
"boom!"
Deng Lingzi's sword field exploded, and in an instant, countless sword energy collided. Deng Lingzi fought one against two hundred, and immediately started a battle with his strongest sword.
"Boom!"
The huge impact caused the star fragments to shake.
"Kill!" The sword cultivators rushed towards them like a tsunami with their sword light.
"Broken!" Deng Lingzi shouted.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
He barely blocked it, but Deng Lingzi was also fighting extremely hard at this moment.
These two hundred sword cultivators are not ordinary sword cultivators. They are all the strongest among Mengchangjun's disciples. Every one of them is a peerless warrior. How terrifying it is to come out in groups now
There were already a lot of holes in the void all around. Deng Lingzi wanted to protect Zhao Fusu, but sword wounds suddenly appeared in several places on his body.
"I...!" Zhao Fusu frowned and stepped forward.
"Get behind me and don't move!" Deng Lingzi yelled.
In an instant, Zhao Fusu blocked Zhao Fusu who was about to step forward.
"You still care about this pretty boy?" Tian Jia sneered.
From the beginning to the end, Tian Jia didn't move, just looking for a flaw. Tian Jia didn't take Zhao Fusu seriously at all, and just regarded him as an ordinary cultivator, albeit a bit more handsome.
Deng Lingzi was surrounded by two hundred sword cultivators and was in a hurry from the beginning, but gradually caught up with the rhythm.
This is also due to Deng Lingzi's mastery of the general outline of swordsmanship. During the battle, Deng Lingzi improved faster and faster.
When Deng Lingzi was at ease, he glanced at Tian Jia's position.
"Where are the people?" Deng Lingzi's expression suddenly changed.
But Tian Jia, who had been silent all this time, disappeared? Deng Lingzi felt a warning sign in his heart.
At this moment, the star fragments under his feet suddenly made a loud noise.
"boom!"
The huge star fragment beneath my feet split the earth into two halves.
"Behind the fragments of the stars, Tian Jia ran to the back of the earth beneath my feet!" Deng Lingzi's expression changed.
However, it was still too late. Tian Jia opened a crack on the back of the star fragment, and instantly opened a crack in the ground under the feet of Deng Lingzi and Zhao Fusu. At the same time, it attracted a huge suction force.
Deng Lingzi stepped down and stabilized his figure.
However, Zhao Fusu was instantly sucked into the crack by this suction force and rushed straight to the other side of the star fragments.
"Asshole, Tian Jia, you are seeking death!" Deng Lingzi said angrily.
He twisted his body and slashed towards the fractured gap with a sharp sword, as if he was going to slash along the gap towards Tian Jia in the distance to save Zhao Fusu.
"Behead!" Two hundred sword cultivators slashed at Deng Lingzi at the same time.
Deng Lingzi's sword slashing towards the broken gap could only explode with maximum power.
"Zhao Fusu!" Deng Lingzi shouted anxiously.
"boom!"
Jian Gang rushed towards Tian Jia in the distance and struck him violently. He did not dare to hesitate at all. He had no time to see the result. He must immediately return his sword to face the two hundred sword cultivators, otherwise he would be chopped into pieces by the two hundred sword cultivators. .
"boom!"
Deng Lingzi hurriedly returned the sword, but of course he couldn't exert much strength, and was immediately hit by two hundred sword cultivators and sent flying backwards.
"Seeking death!" Deng Lingzi said angrily.
On the other side of the star fragments, Tian Jia, who was hit by Deng Lingzi's fierce sword, staggered and took a step back.
"What a powerful girl, damn, she wasn't this strong twelve days ago!" Tian Jia said angrily.
"Who are you talking about?" A cold snort came from not far away.
But it was Zhao Fusu who was pulled closer by the suction force.
"Haha, why did I say that Deng Lingzi is a bitch? Pretty face, are you feeling distressed? Hahahaha, I also brought the yellow token I wanted, give it to me! I can send you and that bitch on their way!" Tian Jia said He smiled and took a breath.
Suddenly, a suction force pulled Zhao Fusu in front of him. It's like letting yourself knead it.
However, Zhao Fusu's eyes turned cold: "She tried her best to protect me from harm, but you actually spoke rudely to her. Today, I will beat you into a bitch!"
While speaking, Zhao Fusu punched out.
"You are not overestimating your capabilities...!" Tian Jia grabbed him with a palm.
However, when he was caught halfway, Tian Jia's expression changed. Because of Zhao Fusu's punch, a huge black dragon appeared in the void. The black dragon roared out with the fist, and the surrounding void trembled.
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"What?" Tian Jia exclaimed.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Tian Jia's palm suddenly exploded from the punch, and Tian Jia was even thrown upside down by the black dragon's impact.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
As if being swallowed by a black dragon, it crashed into countless meteorite storms.
The moment Tian Jia exploded, he never expected that this sweet-looking boy would actually deliver such a domineering punch.
His arm exploded instantly, his internal organs were severely damaged, and Tian Jia spurted out a mouthful of blood.
If it weren't for the meteorite storm that cushioned Tian Jia, this punch would have made it impossible for Tian Jia to get up.
"Want to run?" Zhao Fusu stared.
Zhao Fusu stepped forward to catch Tian Jia, but at this moment, another meteorite storm swept through, and Zhao Fusu was instantly involved.
"Not good!" Zhao Fusu's expression changed, and he punched the meteorites that hit him.
Although he tried his best to resist, Zhao Fusu was still swept away by the meteorite storm.
"Bastard, don't run!" Zhao Fusu yelled at Tian Jia, who was escaping in the distance during the meteorite storm.
However, there are too many meteorite storms, and the star formation this week is too big. In a blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the meteorite storm.
But just when Zhao Fusu punched out, Zhuangzi, who was on the edge of Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"Reigning the World's True Dragon Picture? The boy protected by the girl actually used the technique of the King's Real Dragon Picture? How did the Ancestral Dragon's technique appear on him? Who is he?" Zhuangzi asked in surprise.
Zhao Fusu's punch exposed his skill. Wang Xiong also practiced this skill, so he could recognize it at a glance, and it was so powerful. Either he had practiced it for countless years, or he didn't have enough resources to practice this skill. Zhao Fusu is definitely not an ordinary person.
Before Zhuangzi had time to pursue Zhao Fusu, something happened to Deng Lingzi not far away.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"
But there was a sudden sword strike that cut through the void for hundreds of miles and crashed into Deng Lingzi's sword.
"puff!"
Deng Lingzi spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down. He was about to save Zhao Fusu, but he couldn't.
"Who?" Two Hundred Sword Cultivators stirred.
That red Baili Sword Gang just now was too powerful. Two hundred sword cultivators are confident that if they resist, they will definitely die in large numbers. Whose swordsmanship is so exaggerated
But he saw a man in red, who immediately came to where Deng Lingzi was standing just now.
"Master!" the man in red yelled.
But he was an attendant of Zhao Fusu.
The attendant looked at the other half through the cracks in the broken stars, but Zhao Fusu had long since disappeared.
Turning his head, the attendant in red looked at Deng Lingzi with a ferocious expression.
"You, you killed my young master?" A terrifying sword energy erupted from the attendant in red.
The sword energy spreads in all directions like a tsunami.
When the two hundred sword cultivators saw the sword aura emerging from the attendant in red, they all trembled and kept retreating. It was so terrifying. Who is this man in red
Zhuangzi, who was in another part of Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, suddenly shrank his pupils.
"Is it Wang Jian? He came to participate in the last execution of Yang Zhu. He said he was King Jian of Qin?" Zhuangzi's face darkened.
At this moment, Zhuangzi finally understood who Zhao Fusu was. How many people in this world can make Wang Jian, the peerless swordsman, willing to become a servant
"That brat just now, is Ying Sihai's son? No wonder he rules the world in the True Dragon Picture!" Zhuangzi narrowed his eyes.
Zhuangzi recognized Wang Jian, but Wang Jian did not see the previous battle.
When Wang Jian arrived, he happened to see Zhao Fusu being sucked into the fracture, and then saw Deng Lingzi slashing into it with a ferocious sword.
Wang Jian didn't know about Tian Jia's existence and thought that Deng Lingzi's sword was used to kill Zhao Fusu.
"You dare to kill my young master, you are seeking death!" Wang Jian said with a fierce look on his face.
Deng Lingzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the long sword, and looked at Wang Jian across from him with monstrous sword energy.
Wang Jian's aura is so strong that he must be at least sixteenth level of Daluo Jinxian, not to mention his swordsmanship is even more ferocious and domineering. With the power that Deng Lingzi is showing now, he is no match for him.
Seeing that Wang Jian was coming to kill him.
Deng Lingzi stood up with his sword in hand and took a deep breath: "Dad, I have to give up my agreement with you. For more than ten years, I have kept my cultivation level and kept practicing swordsmanship. This time, I will not be my opponent again." If you keep your cultivation level sealed, you can’t beat him!”
Deng Lingzi pointed at his chest.
"Bang!"
As if a seal had been released, a monstrous aura suddenly erupted from Deng Lingzi's body.
"What? Impossible!" Two hundred sword cultivators not far away said in horror.
The aura around Deng Lingzi was not weaker than Wang Jian's.
"Zhao Fusu is not dead, and I did not kill him. It was Tian Jia who killed Zhao Fusu!" Deng Lingzi shouted.
However, at this moment, Wang Jian believed in his own eyes more. How could he be willing to believe Deng Lingzi's 'quibbles'? The king entrusted the young master Fusu to himself for secret protection, but he himself...!
"Death!" Wang Jian's sword carried a tsunami-like sword energy, blasting through the void and heading straight for Deng Lingzi.
Seeing that Deng Lingzi couldn't explain clearly, he also knew that this person was in a manic state. How could he calmly listen to what he said? How to calm him down without defeating him.
"Hmph! You idiot, if you don't calm down, how can I save you Zhao Fusu?" Deng Lingzi shouted coldly and slashed away with his sword.
"boom!"
The sword energy storm like Wang Jian tore into the void and crashed into it.
The sword power of the two people, coupled with their respective cultivation levels, suddenly exploded, causing the faces of the two hundred sword cultivators not far away to suddenly change wildly.
"Hurry, run away!" Two hundred sword cultivators screamed.