Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 484 Damn it, I want to give birth to a son too when Yuruo comes back

The sword light directly caught up with Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan went down and the Yunmeng water veins froze. The power of the dragon elephant shattered the ice but it was delayed for half a breath.

It was during this half breath that Lu Qingming raised his hand and pointed, and the Yaoguang Sword Soul turned into a thousand-foot sword rainbow and pierced through!
The sword light was like rain, coming in an instant!

Outside Zhang Yuan's body, the mountains of Chunshan Cave and Tiantian Mountain appeared on their own, and the green pines for thousands of miles were chopped into sawdust by the sword rain.

The sword spirit was so powerful that it directly broke through Zhang Yuan's defense.

The protective armor of evil spirit and dragon scale armor all shattered in front of the sword spirit.

The sword light pierced through the last line of defense, and blood burst out of Zhang Yuan's left shoulder. The Tianlong bloodline quickly repaired the wound, but it could not keep up with the speed of accumulating new injuries.

Zhang Yuan grimaced and coughed up blood, and the waves in the Yellow Springs Cave rolled back, creating a gap in the rain of swords.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and Zhang Yuan's figure flashed and hovered a hundred feet away.

"Master Lu Feng, Zhang does not want to kill the immortal today."

Zhang Yuan's face was pale and he spoke in a low voice.

"Kill the Immortal?" A smile appeared on Lu Qingming's face.

"Cut me and see."

As the voice fell, the sword case behind him vibrated, and the green long sword was unsheathed. The sword light dragged star marks and slashed towards Zhang Yuan's head.

The power penetrates the sword, the avenue is as vast as the sky!
This sword move clearly follows the same path as the Qin warriors, proving the truth with force!

This sword is definitely the best sword among the immortal treasures that Zhang Yuan has ever seen!

Seeing the long sword coming down on his head, Zhang Yuan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

He, Zhang Yuan, has never been the kind of person who is afraid and dares not face strong enemies!
No matter how strong the enemy is, the stronger they are, the more we fight!

"kill--"

With a low roar, the golden dragon-elephant body outside Zhang Yuan solidified, and the red dragon rope in his left hand turned into a long mace. He faced the sword light that was coming down on his head and blocked it with all his strength, letting it press down inch by inch, and the golden light outside his body shattered.

The strength of the physical body is so strong that it can block this sword that is heavier than the stars!
Lu Qingming's gaze fell on Zhang Yuan, revealing a hint of admiration.

Such a strong physique is rare even among the major body-refining sects in Yangtianzhou.

Having such a person as a sword slave would bring him great respect in the sect.

If not for this, he wouldn't have held back until now.

Behind Zhang Yuan, a golden figure suddenly appeared, holding a green-gray sword in his hand.

Doppelgänger!

This figure was clearly the clone he had obtained from Murong Zhao, and the sword in the clone's hand was the Feijian Yuquan.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate. Master Lu Feng, please take my sword—"

Zhang Yuan gave a low shout, and his clone held a sword and moved, rushing towards Lu Qingming.

This scene made Lu Qingming chuckle and shake his head.

In his eyes, the power of this clone was nothing more than an ant, and as for the Yuquan Sword in the clone's hand, he didn't even care about it.

The clone came in front of Lu Qingming and handed over the flying sword.

The sword light swirling outside Lu Qingming's body trembled, and the two sword spirits, one chopped the clone into pieces, and the other swirled around the Yuquan Sword, causing the Yuquan Sword to scream and shatter.

The moment the clone and the flying sword shattered, a rune on the sword suddenly lit up.

"Fire Source Mysterious Talisman!"

Lu Qingming narrowed his eyes, and the mysterious talisman, golden body, and flying sword exploded at the same time!
Blow up!

The mysterious talisman, the flying sword, and the clone instantly ignited the spiritual energy of the world within a hundred miles, and the world within a hundred miles suddenly became blazing!

Although the exploding flames were fierce, they could not harm a Tongyou Sword Immortal.

All we can say is that Zhang Yuan dared to take action, dared to self-destruct the treasure, and was resolute.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly retracted the Red Dragon Mace that was originally used to block the green sword, and then swung it out again.

"when--"

Infused with the power of the Great Dao, the Red Dragon Mace struck the green sword.

Destroy the soldiers!

The green long sword wailed and trembled. Lu Qingming, who was a hundred feet away, trembled all over, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and the sword energy gathered outside his body instantly became turbulent.

His natal sword was damaged, and his mind was shaken!
In an instant, the sword light, fairy light and flames that were originally blocked outside the body exploded and rolled back, shattering the turbulent sword energy outside Lu Qingming's body, burning most of his clothes, and even burning his hair into fireballs.

"You dare——"

Lu Qingming roared, and the sword light outside his body swirled like the wheel of the sun.

No matter how angry Zhang Yuan was, he struck out again with the Red Dragon Mace in his hand.

"when--"

The green sword shook again, and blood spurted out of Lu Qingming's mouth.

This sword is his natal sword condensed with his mind, but if it is damaged, it will damage his origin.

Lu Qingming's mind was distracted, and the sword spirit that was used to defend his body shrank back into the sword case with a mournful cry.

"boom--"

The power of the Fire Source Mysterious Talisman completely erupted, engulfing Lu Qingming.

Zhang Yuan laughed loudly and threw the broken black staff in his right hand into the Chunshan Cave. He stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the green longsword and did not let go even though the sword struggled. His body was like a dragon and an elephant galloping towards the Frost Altar.

"Lu Qingming, how do you think of Zhang's sword..."

After running thousands of feet away, Zhang Yuan's voice came.

"boom--"

The blazing flames collapsed.

The naked bald man stepped out of the flames and roared. Just as the sword light outside his body was about to shoot out, a loud noise was heard in the distance. "Dang——"

Lu Qingming, whose body was burned, trembled all over and the sword light dissipated.

"I swear to kill you, I swear to kill you——"

Lu Qingming gritted his teeth and growled, the sword light outside his body condensed into a robe, but his hair could not be restored, so it could only be transformed. The sword light wrapped around his body and chased after Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan strode forward, the sword in his hand shook, and he wrapped the red dragon chain in his left hand around his fist and smashed it hard.

Lu Qingming, who was chasing after him, turned pale and paused slightly.

Zhang Yuan's speed has been increased to the extreme. The sky above his head is now bright white, and purple air is rising in the east.

The killing and running throughout the day and night, as well as the battle with the sword master, made Zhang Yuan's mind feel a little tired.

The murderous aura was too strong, and facing the Tongyou Sword Immortal was too powerful, so his mind was tense.

Zhang Yuan looked up and saw a frost-covered mountain vaguely visible in front of him.

That is the Frost Altar.

Chenzhou of the Great Qin was sealed off by this altar, and the people of the Great Qin were sacrificed on this altar.

Outside Zhang Yuan's body, murderous intent and evil spirit combined, his voice became hoarse, and he let out a long howl.

"Zhang Yuan of the Great Qin, come and break the Frost Altar—"

The sound reached the sky, and the red dragon rope in his hand swirled, wrapping the green sword. Then he gathered all his energy and blood, and swung the sword out with a bang.

"Om-"

The green sword, with pure power, tore through the void and stabbed towards the ice-covered altar.

Behind, Lu Qingming, who was chasing after him, had a gloomy expression on his face. He raised his hand and made a sword gesture, trying to call back his natal sword.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly turned around and smashed the Red Dragon Rope in his hand towards Lu Qingming on the head.

The protective sword light swirled around Lu Qingming's body, and two sword spirits blocked his body.

Lu Qingming was thinking about something and his expression changed.

Zhang Yuan smiled, and used the Red Dragon Rope in his hand to lock the two sword lights. He pulled them back into his own hands.

Sword spirit!

Lu Qingming's mind was distracted when he heard a roar coming from the direction of the frost altar in front of him.

The green sword fell like a star, smashing through the thousands of feet of ice and causing the altar, which was at least ten miles in size, to collapse.

"Yang Tianzhou's swordsman!"

"Why did the Sword Immortal Yang Tianzhou destroy my Frost Altar—"

Several long shouts were heard from the direction of the altar.

Anger surged on Lu Qingming's face, and he roared wildly. Sword light swirled around him, converging into a star-like sword shadow.

Just as the sword was condensed, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped back, with the sword condensed from five sword lights blocking in front of him.

"when--"

A long sword, carrying sword energy like a long river, knocked him ten thousand feet away!
"The sword of the great river comes from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"Lu Qingming of the Yunchen Sword Sect is nothing special."

A voice sounded in the air.

Zhang Yuan was just about to look up when the task book in his arms shone with golden light, and the light and shadow enveloped his body.

The task book vibrated two hours ago, urging him to activate the power of space within it and leave Chenzhou.

At this time, the mission scroll was activating the power of the formation from the Imperial Observatory, forcing Zhang Yuan to leave.

The sword that Zhang Yuan swung out directly broke through the Frost Altar. Although it only caused a collapse of ten miles, the changes it triggered on Chenzhou Avenue were more severe than the destruction of all the previous formation bases.

Similarly, the Imperial Observatory was afraid that something might happen to Zhang Yuan, so they forced him to return to Yongtianzhou.

The reason why Zhang Yuan dared to confront Lu Qingming directly was actually because he relied on the fact that he could leave at any time. Otherwise, he would not have confronted Lu Qingming.

"Li Mubai, do you, the Dahe Sword Sect, really want to fight to the death with my Yunchen Sword Sect?"

When Zhang Yuan's figure turned into nothingness, he heard Lu Qingming's roar.

"You too?"

The faint response seemed vague and casual.

When the light and shadow in front of him dissipated, Zhang Yuan's figure appeared in the palace of the Imperial Observatory with its doors wide open.

"Marquis Qingyang, congratulations, you have passed the trial."

Outside the gate, the voice of Taoist Yun Miao, the director of the Imperial Observatory, was heard.

Zhang Yuan nodded and slowly walked out of the palace.

When the entire east turned red and the morning sun showed half its head, Zhang Yuan stopped outside a tall mansion.

Qingyang Marquis Mansion.

In front of the stone steps sat Master Tao, wearing a green Confucian robe.

"I'll wait for you all night. If you don't come back, I'll go to class."

Master Tao looked up and raised the jar of wine in his hand.

"This wine is leftover from my son's full-month banquet, and I wanted to give you a taste."

"Zhang Yuan, I, Tao Yulin, have a son."

Zhang Yuan reached out to take the jar of wine, took a few gulps from it, and then whispered while panting.

"Damn it, when Yuruo comes back, I want to give birth to a son too."

(End of this chapter)