Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 695: Give Way
"Li Jun, this Heavenly Master's path."

The sword rose up with the sound and flew as fast as lightning. Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed to cut a terrifying black line in the void, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound, and suddenly it was in front of Li Jun!

"You dare to stop me?!"

clang!
Li Jun raised the knife in front of him, his body slightly tilted, the sword light cut along the upright blade, a spark of fire appeared, black and red electric light flickered under his feet, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Zhang Xiji's attack missed and he suddenly leaned back a step. Then a fierce knife light suddenly appeared and swept past his nose.

The sharp force emanating from the blade blew his white hair, but Zhang Xiji at this moment was like a fierce warrior, clenching his fist and smashing towards Li Jun who was approaching him.

At the same time, Li Jun felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. It was the flying sword that had just passed by him that turned around and came back, with a terrifying speed that was about to pierce his skull!

There is a fist in front and a sword behind, and in a flash, the danger is apparent!
Li Jun decisively loosened the five fingers of his right hand, allowing the Xiuchun Knife to slip out of his hand. In a moment, it transformed into a meter-high black armor, blocking behind him.

Lord Ma clasped his hands together and caught the incoming flying sword. The flying sparks illuminated one of his scarlet blood eyes.

boom!
Li Jun blocked Zhang Xiji's punch with his elbow and raised his knee to hit the opponent's chest.

In such a close combat, Li Jun, as a lone martial artist, should have had an absolute advantage.

But at this moment, the Taoist dressed in ancient robes and armor seemed like a different person. No matter his reaction, strength or speed, he was in no way inferior. He was as arrogant as an old-school Taoist and fought against Li Jun in mid-air!

Brutal and rough fist to punch, naked and violent blood.

This scene is just like when the world was divided into martial arts, Tao and martial arts met on a narrow road, and the golden elixir and strong power collided with a roar!

The rolling muffled sound was like the roar of summer thunder during the Waking of Insects, and hundreds of punches were exchanged in an instant.

Li Jun, who had maxed out [Wanli Guanshan], was covered in blood, and Zhang Xiji's robe of astonishing origin was also covered in cracks.

The aftermath of the spread formed circles of white ripples, directly blowing away the sword and armor that were also engaged in a fierce battle nearby.

boom!
An even more violent thunderbolt tore through the continuous thunderous sound. Lord Ma, who was grabbing the flying sword and smashing it wildly, turned back in horror. What was reflected in his red eyes was Li Jun's retreating figure!
"Li Jun, how does the fist of the old-school Daoxu compare to yours? How does the Wudang Dao armor compare to your ink armor?"

Zhang Xiji roared angrily, his fists flying, pushing Li Jun back step by step in the air.

"Even Wudang is going to perish at the hands of this Heavenly Master, what can you do?!"

The fist with distinct joints penetrated Li Jun's defense and landed heavily on his heart, shattering the powerful force as strong as a mountain and breaking the steel bones of the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

All the sounds in Li Jun's ears were silent at this moment, leaving only the loud bang of a fist hitting his heart.

A mouthful of blood rushed up from his throat to his teeth, and his figure involuntarily slid backwards in the air, and the black and red lightning wrapped around his body disappeared bit by bit.

"This Heavenly Master was able to annihilate Wudang and made them live in a living grave. Do you think that I did it all by borrowing other people's hands and taking advantage of their misfortune? The stars in the sky, the Huangliang seal script, the dreamland, the rituals and methods. Which of the glory of the new school of Taoism was not created by this Heavenly Master?

"You are a person who has come to this day by relying on luck. What qualifications do you have to stand shoulder to shoulder with this Heavenly Master and become the source of the first order? What qualifications do you have to challenge this Heavenly Master here?"

The Daoxu Tianjun, who had disappeared for sixty years, finally showed his might at this moment!

boom!
The sharp shadow of the leg swept over Li Jun's crossed arms. As his figure flew backwards, a huge hand formed by the purple flames of a fanatic suddenly appeared behind him. With a clasp of five fingers, it grabbed Li Jun's body and slammed heavily to the ground.

Huangliang Fulu, Lingzhuan, Soul Catching.

Countless numbers of dead souls crowded into Li Jun's mind, causing him to lose consciousness for a moment. His body instantly turned into a fast shadow, flew diagonally for dozens of feet, and crashed into the ground with a loud bang.

Like a huge rock hitting the water, the earth trembled and shook, and a terrifying deep pit with a radius of nearly ten feet collapsed.

Zhang Xiji's eyes were half closed, his expression was cold, his eyes were like cold knives, his right hand was like a sword, and he ordered the stars hanging in the sky. Thunder roared in the sky, pale lightning illuminated the sky, and the sword energy condensed to the extreme was like a bright beam of light, all falling into the deep pit.

boom! boom! boom.
The fierceness on Zhang Xiji's face did not diminish, and his sword finger suddenly turned into five fingers stretched out and pressed towards the ground!
The air surged, the night clouds cleared, and the moon that had been missing finally appeared. In the bright moonlight, a star in the sky fell from the sky. The huge sword blade penetrated directly into the deep pit, causing a shocking noise.

Half of Zhang Xiji's robe and armor were torn off, revealing his fleshy upper body. He lowered his head to look down at the hunchbacked old man.

"Zhang Fengyue, you are so old and useless that you actually did such a ridiculous thing as using yourself as bait. You deserve to die here today!"

For decades, the other party's existence has always been like a shadow shrouding his heart, and now the clouds have finally been cleared and the sun has finally come out. Even with Zhang Xiji's cunning, he still couldn't suppress the ecstasy that surged in his heart at this moment.

"I am indeed old, but today is not the day for me to die."

Zhang Fengyue was covered in soot and stood beside Liu Jinxun in the wind. His thin body could not fill the wide robe, like a thin flagpole stuck in the ground, holding a fluttering flag.

"If you don't believe it, you can come down and try it."

"Pretending."

Zhang Xiji's eyes flickered, his face was uncertain, but after a moment he suddenly sneered: "The Kunlun that just shot and blew up this Heavenly Master is clearly the last swan song of your genes. Now that you are at the end of your rope, what other means can you use to turn the tables?"

Zhang Xiji said with a face full of sarcasm: "Is it Zhan Shun or Zhu Yiyan? Are you still pinning your hopes on Li Jun, who has been crushed into minced meat by this Heavenly Master?"

"When you are in a desperate situation, giving it your all is called a comeback. I am not at a disadvantage now. I am even about to gain the upper hand."

Zhang Fengyue shook his head gently: "So now it's not me who should think about how to turn the tables, but you."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The Taoist laughed wildly, as if he had finally vented the resentment and fear that had accumulated over the years.

"Zhang Fengyue, I didn't expect that even a person like you would only be able to use your mouth to save the little face you have left when facing a life-and-death situation. This is really ridiculous!"

A vast mist swept across the sky, and in the distance, there were faint shadows of people kneeling and kowtowing.

Zhang Xiji stood proudly on the top of the fog, the tip of the sword hanging above his head shone with brilliance, and the powerful pressure crushed the earth.

"Everything you relied on has now left you. Zhang Fengyue, you have harmed others and yourself, and countless people will die because of you. They are waiting down there to eat your flesh and drink your blood."

Zhang Xiji paused for a moment, raised his right arm to shoulder level, and grabbed an incoming fist with his open five fingers.

boom!
"You Mo Xu, who are used to being fence-sitters, are still as stupid as pigs as always. You never know which side you should stand on."

"Fuck you, you cowardly old turtle, are you worthy enough to mock Mo Xu?!"

The scarlet eye emitted an angry shout from Lord Ma, and his clenched fist turned around to clasp the opponent's wrist. At the same time, the armor plates behind him flipped over, and two fist-thick gun muzzles popped out and pressed down on his shoulders, almost hitting Zhang Xiji in the face.

"Go to hell you!"

Zheng!
The sword flashed, and a broken arm flew up among the shattered parts.

Zhang Xiji punched Lord Ma and sent him flying. The sword light turned around and pierced into the chest armor of the mechanical body, nailing Lord Ma to the sword-shaped magic weapon that penetrated the earth.

"Old man, it's time for you to get out of the way!
Amid the ethereal and majestic chanting, the Taoist kowtowed to all living beings, carrying a huge sword on his back, looking down with his eyes, like an immortal or a god. A strong wind swept in from the sky, as if it was going to break the lonely black flag.

The old man standing in the rubble looked up at the horrifying scene, but there was no unnecessary expression on his weather-beaten face.

"Of course I will, but not by you."

Zhang Fengyue spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself.

But at the moment when this sentence came out, the light condensed on the tip of the giant sword suddenly fell into an inexplicable tremor.

Not only that, the vast sea of ​​fog also fell silent at this moment, and the figures kneeling in it were disintegrating and disappearing one after another.

"Huangliang Cave Heaven? Zhan Shun?!"

Zhang Xiji's expression suddenly changed. The only possibility that could lead to such a sudden change was that there was something wrong with his "position".

But how is this possible?

He had been lurking in hiding for decades, until he was sure that he could regain all the seats in the immortal class, regain his position and ascend to the second place, and then he stepped onto the stage again.

Being able to do this, Zhang Xiji is certainly not a fool who can be easily provoked by a few words. Joining forces with Zhan Shun to kill Zhang Fengyue was part of his plan.

The reason why he dared to cooperate with Zhan Shun, the moody Huangliang ghost, was naturally because he had his confidence.

The basis for his confidence is the "He Dao" method he created with great effort. Fully 30% of the Huangliang authority is related to his life. It is impossible for Zhan Shun, the Huangliang ghost, to break into the cave where he cultivates fanatical Taoists.

"The Yongle Cave Heaven incident was just a flaw that I deliberately sold to Zhan Shun. How could the other cave heavens fall?"

Zhang Xiji's mind was racing, but all his doubts had been seen through by the old man standing on the ground.

"The boundless Huangliang Youhai in your eyes is nothing but a hall where others come and go freely. Although the Huangliang ghost cannot enter your cave, it only takes a snap of a finger to find where you hide your cave."

Although he did not witness it with his own eyes, Zhang Fengyue exposed all the dirty deeds between the two at this moment.

"You think you tricked him with Yongle Cave Heaven, but isn't he just cooperating with you? Now that he is guiding the direction, naturally other people with authority will be able to rush into your cave heaven and rob you of all your wealth."

"The Zhu family?!"

The Taoist suddenly realized something, and his eyes were red with anger. The death and betrayal of so many devout believers made him fall into a rage at this moment.

The Lord of Industry, the Lord of Industry.
If he loses all his inheritance, how can he be allowed to be king?
On the one hand, there was a fire in the backyard, which affected the foundation.

On the other hand, it is an excellent opportunity to get rid of Zhang Fengyue, a serious threat.

Or withdraw decisively and stop the loss.

Or he could go all out and kill Zhang Fengyue, and then slowly settle accounts with the Zhu family and Zhan Shun.

Without saying too much, if anyone else who is capable of being promoted to Sequence Four were to do so at this moment, they would never put themselves in a dilemma.

But Zhang Xiji, who was ranked second, had a flickering look in his eyes at this moment, and it was clear that he was undecided.

"If you turn back now, not only will you miss the chance to kill me, but the fanatics you have nurtured in the cave will also be slaughtered, and the stars in the sky will be completely lost, and you will lose everything you have invested."

"But if you are determined to kill me, you, Zhang Xiji, will not be the only one who will benefit in the end. Zhan Shun and the Zhu family will also reap the benefits and make a fortune without any effort."

Zhang Fengyue said softly: "What's more, you are still worried that I still have the last bit of strength to fight for my life, waiting for you to come forward and exchange this life."

Word by word, he easily cut open Zhang Xiji's chest, revealing his internal organs, completely exposed.

Zhang Xiji felt a chill all over his body, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and the anger in his heart rose and burned more and more intensely.

"Those who practice Taoism pursue tranquility and inaction, but you, as the source of the new Taoist order, are extremely greedy. In your life, you are most afraid of losing more than you win, and you cannot bear the slightest loss."

Zhang Fengyue shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"The reason why the Dao Order broke out into a war between the old and the new was because of your greed and narrow-mindedness. You were lucky enough to save your life, but you still wasted sixty years in vain, and your temperament has not changed at all. Zhang Xiji, even if I give way to you, how far can you go?"

"Shut up, old man, stop preaching to me. Since you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish!"

Zhang Xi laughed in anger, and the mist that was about to dissipate under his feet condensed again.

But as the fog surged, there were still very few figures that appeared, and after kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, they did not worship respectfully as in the past, but instead cried and wailed continuously.

"Longhu Mountain"

The ferocity twitching on Zhang Xiji's face suddenly froze, and his trembling pupils were full of shock.

"Zhang Qingli, this Heavenly Master will grind you to dust!!!"

In an instant, Zhang Xiji learned the whole story from the few remaining fanatical Daoists Xinxu, and saw the crumbling Longhu Mountain.

There was blood flowing in Zhang Xiji's eyes, his heart was burning with anger, and his bones were gnawing with regret.

"You are a selfish elder. How can you expect your juniors to sacrifice their lives for you? There are not many fanatics left in your so-called 'Tao Country'."

The old man lowered his head and talked softly to himself.

"So, the road ahead doesn't belong to you and me. Zhang Xiji, it's time for you to make way."

boom!
A black and red electric light shot up from the deep pit into the sky, tearing the giant sword that had penetrated the ground into pieces.

The violent explosion set off a billowing sea of ​​fire. Li Jun dodged and grabbed the flying sword that was trying to escape. He grabbed both ends with his bloody hands and broke it in half.

"Master Ma!"

Li Jun growled, grabbed the horse king's carapace with his backhand, and threw it into the sky with all his strength.

Ripples of air waves followed closely behind Mo Jia. While ascending, Lord Ma took out the gun with a terrifyingly thick barrel, aimed it at the only remaining star in the sky, and pulled the trigger all the way.

The black and red electric light flashed again, and Li Jun's figure disappeared in mid-air, and the next moment he stood in front of Zhang Fengyue.

boom!
The Taoist and the warrior fought from the sky to the ground, one of them had his foundation destroyed and the other was seriously injured.

They punched each other and looked into each other's eyes.

Their eyes were still as ferocious as those of beasts, and they only wanted to fight to the death!
Zhang Fengyue ignored the bloody battle that was happening nearby, bent down to pick up Liu Jinxun's body, turned around and slowly walked towards a half-collapsed roof in the ruins.

(End of this chapter)