Daozu is Cthulhu

Chapter 40
The black and white double dragon and the golden-winged phoenix roared furiously and collided!The sword wind is really hot, and the flames are furious, and it explodes into a huge flame tornado!
This pair of old enemies resorted to all kinds of Taoism, and the killing was indistinguishable.In the dark night, the sky and the earth were shone into a golden color by the dazzling wind and fire.He didn't know how to change hundreds of moves in an instant. With Li Fan's vision at the foundation-building stage, he really couldn't see through the Nascent Soul level battle.After staring at it for a long time, I can only describe it in one sentence.

Fucking bullshit...

Chiqiu circled around the sky, and wanted to rush in to join the fight, but Yao Xuanzhou moved his hand towards Jianhong, and took the blood-stained Feijian into his hand, "Don't get in the way. If Master Zhang can't If you kill the demons in your hands and unravel the knots of your heart, I am afraid that the Nascent Soul will be unsustainable for a lifetime."

Li Fan also reacted, yes, but why don't you have a flying sword in your hand, just cut it to death with one sword?Don't you have to kill yourself, right?
Yao Xuanzhou seemed to know what Li Fan wanted to ask, and shook his head, "It's not that simple, Chiqiu is the magic weapon he borrowed, and Jiu Gao's mind is already in chaos, the three burners are evil, and the anger is rushing to the crown, it is better not to use the sword. The sword power of the flying dragon swordsmanship is more suitable!"

Li Fan still didn't quite understand.

'Xuantian Jianyi said, host, Feijian is not thrown out casually.You look at that sword and sword, and when you use it, the head is beheaded, but the two sides are above the consciousness, and the victory and defeat have already been divided before the sword is put to the end.So if the Feijian can't be released, it will see blood as soon as it is born. It seems that it is either you or me or you, which is the most murderous. '

Yao Xuanzhou also pointed out Li Fandao, "Using other people's magic weapons is the most consuming of spiritual knowledge, Jiu Gao and this Nangong Wuchen are personal grievances and old grudges, and they are not guarded at all. Using the divine sense to lock the enemy Yujian, I see that Nangong Wuchen bastard scolded so loudly, but he was a hundred times more energetic, I am afraid that using Feijian really won't get anything cheap.

On the contrary, the opponent had hit the sword before, and the Taoist body had been greatly damaged, the old injury had not healed, and the ability of his body could not be used.In this way, abandoning the borrowed flying sword, concentrating on fighting with the proficient Qiankun Flying Dragon Sword Art, is a very feasible play.Qingyue, if you remember it, maybe it will be useful in the future. "

'Xuantian Jianyi said, Xiao Yao is right, we Beichen Jianzong also had special spiritual knowledge suppression in those days, and attached great importance to the sword sect of Yujian beheading, and the sword sect who also studied swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and attached great importance to the destruction of the sword. Zong, the battle of sword Qi is coming.Of course, everyone still uses flying swords, and all kinds of swordsmanship and sword techniques can be used, but the emphasis is different. '

It turns out that, it is equivalent to specializing in one and cultivating a hundred skills at the same time. What are the priorities?How to choose this career branch?
' Xuantian Jianyi said, it's no different.If you use a flying sword, your opponent's blood won't splatter on your body, but some people like that. Do you understand the pleasure of bathing in blood? '

I don't understand!What the hell kind of focus is that!No matter what, there is always a version that is the strongest, right?Who won the battle of your swords?

'Xuantian Jianyi said, it is hard to say, when the spirits and consciousnesses are on the same level, Qi Zong may be more powerful than Jian Zong.But if you practice a good flying sword, then of course the sword sect is more powerful.

If you have a pile of garbage in your hand, and you can't even break the body-protecting magic weapon, then it will be useless to suppress the consciousness.So after that, there is no fight, no matter what kind of sword he has, making money to make a sword is the right way.If you think that the flying sword in your hand is three rank worse than others, and the sword light can't catch up, it will shatter after a bump, then you're fighting a fart...'

By the way, in the end, the krypton gold guy is the most powerful, too special code is real...

After a while of distraction, Zhang Jiugao and Nangong Wuchen also won the match.

It is obvious that Zhang Jiugao won. After all, if it weren't for his obvious odds of winning, why would Yao Xuanzhou be so arrogant, watching Jindan leapfrog to challenge Nascent Soul?
And that Nangong Wuchen didn't look weak, but turned out to be just a king with a strong mouth, a stinky fish and a rotten shrimp.After all, he was in this realm, and he was forced to pull it up by the family.And even if he didn't consider the fact that he was severely injured before, he didn't even care about Zhang Jiugao, the enemy of his previous life.The power of the Qiankun Flying Dragon Sword Art is also innumerable.

Zhang Jiugao on the other side is stuck in the golden core realm, thinking of revenge in his heart, and honing his swordsmanship day after day. All these years have been preparing for this moment.

Nangong Wuchen is afraid that he has been an imaginary enemy in his heart for an unknown number of years. At this moment, one knows himself and the other, and the other is frivolous and unprepared. What suspense is there?

So when Li Fan's eyesight can see the scene of the two fighting each other, the outcome is already divided.

Nangong Wuchen was beaten in a series of violent beatings, and he had no power to fight back. He directly broke the three flowers and five qi, shattered the whole body of the gods and immortal armor, broke his limbs, and was punched with a big hole in his chest. The thing doesn't even know where the hit fly went.

On the other hand, Zhang Jiugao also landed in front of Nangong Wuchen with his upper body naked, and pointed his golden flying sword in his hand at Nangong Wuchen's cheek where the blood was gushing out, but he did not immediately stab it to settle the grievance.

He was also badly injured, with blood all over his face, but he was not injured by Nangong Wuchen, but all leaked from the capillaries under the sebum.At the same time, two holes were split from the pipa bones on both shoulders, and there were black and white real qi in the air pockets, which was mixed with blood and leaked wildly, as if a pair of wings had spread out from the back of the shoulders.

Obviously, Zhang Jiugao's medicinal pills also have huge side effects, but the power of raising the realm in a short period of time is also real.

"Where is she..." Zhang Jiugao stared at Nangong Wuchen, "This time there is no Yulin Tianbing to rescue you, I have a lot of time! Tell me! Where is she! I know she hasn't been reincarnated yet! Tell me! Where did Senior Sister hide it for you!"

Yao Zhenren and Li Fan originally wanted to come forward to congratulate him and help him heal his injuries.Hearing Zhang Jiugao roaring like this, he hurriedly stood still and stopped moving forward.Personal hatred, it's better to avoid it.

Nangong Wuchen gasped and coughed for a while, and a lot of plasma and blood bubbles overflowed from under the mask, making a strange gurgling sound, but he was actually laughing, "So...you are thinking about your concubine..."

Zhang Jiugao roared angrily, leaped forward like thunder, stomped Nangong Wuchen's body to shreds, only his head was left with hemoptysis, and the golden sword in his hand slashed and pulled away half of Nangong Wuchen's neck, chopped it off. To the neck bone and scolded, "Where the hell is she!!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Nangong Wuchen's mask fell down, his face was blood red, his right side was cut off, his eyes were hollow, he only stared at Zhang Jiugao with his left eye and smiled, "I took it off. Her skin, her bones were removed, her soul was imprisoned, and an ever-bright lantern was made. It was sent to the Nangong Royal Tomb to be buried with her, and she went to be my mother-in-law's maidservant."

"Ahhh!!!" Zhang Jiugao grieved deeply, roared wildly, raised his sword and slashed down!

And there was a flash of cold light in Nangong Wuchen's right eye socket, and a small sword poked out of the blood hole and pierced Zhang Jiugao's heart!
"Be careful!" Yao Zhenren was on guard the whole time, and when he saw this, he shouted, and threw the sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sword light shone, and blood splattered everywhere!
"Jiu Gao!" "Zhang, Master Zhang!"

Yao Zhenren and Li Fan rushed up quickly, only to see that Nangong Wuchen had been unbiased, splitting his skull and beheading him with a sword.

And a piece of fish intestine sword, also went straight into Zhang Jiugao's chest!

No, not all plugged in.

Li Fan got a little closer, and saw that Nangong Wuchen's dark sword was the first to come after the red horns, catching up to cut a section, and smashing the flying sword.

So only a small piece of broken sword tip pierced Zhang Jiugao's chest, but no blood came out.

Li Fan looked closely at Zhang Zhenren's wound, but he didn't see any heavy bleeding. Then he noticed that his skin was so densely tattooed that it looked like some kind of scripture, but it was covered with blood. , and got closer to see it.

Yes!Zhenren Luo had already been plotted against by Nangong Wuchen's Feijian once before, so Zhenren Zhang probably took precautions in advance!Good luck!And this scripture, can actually stop the flying sword from stabbing straight, unscathed?What spell is so powerful?

'Xuantian Jianyi said, no, that's not the case... this scripture... can't be considered unscathed... oh, it's a pity...'

What's not the case?
"Jiugao! You, you bastard!" Yao Zhenren also saw the scriptures on Zhang Jiugao's chest, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly became furious, pointed his red horned sword at him, and cursed, "What a shame! It's been years of love and calamity! I've even fallen into a demon sect! Get out! Don't go back to Bamboo Mountain!"

Zhang Jiugao was so expressionless that he pulled out the broken sword from his chest and threw it on the ground without explaining or answering.
"Ah? Zhang Zhenren? What the hell is going on? Yao Zhenren?"

Li Fan was inexplicable, Yao Zhenren's optimistic personality was so rare that he was so angry that he even stomped his feet, bouncing like a bloated puffer fish, and fell out of the temple.

"Jianyi, what's going on, didn't they win, why did they suddenly..."

'Xuantian Jianyi said, host, you will understand when you follow Xiao Yao. '

Li Fan could only go to Xiao Yao first. At this moment, Lao Zhang didn't know where Yu Jianfei went.

Fortunately, Zhenren Yao didn't get far, Li Fan chased the fat back of the other party who was flying nimbly on the eaves, strode out of Lanruo Temple, and rushed all the way to the entrance of the temple, and caught up with Yao Xuanzhou.

He and Xuanji Qingguo Jinzao were three scattered cultivators. The four of them were gathered together, surrounded by a blood-soaked young man, cut the blood-soaked Taoist robe for him, pulled out the ink line, and fed the pill again. Du Qi was in the first aid.

So Li Fan suddenly understood, understood what happened just now between the lights and flints.

So he also rushed over, took out the purple gourd with a narrow mouth of the golden cover, and poured out a nine-turn Xuanfei purple gold pill.

But it was too late, Zhang Zhuo died.

His skin was also covered with dense scripture tattoos, and from those tattoos began to burst and bleed, opening countless sword wound scars all over his body.The whole person seemed to have fallen to the ground, a broken ceramic doll, and there were large cracks and bleeding under the sebum pores.

Blood pillars also came out from his seven holes, and the whole person hardly made any sound, and he didn't even twitch twice before he died.

The fatal wound was probably the one-inch-wide sword mark on the ventricle, as if it had been directly pierced by a small half-cut sword.

(End of this chapter)