Chapter Sixty-Eighty One Ride Is Worth a Thousand

"After today, under Fan Gu's rule. All Taoist cultivators will be killed without mercy!"

To be decisive, just one sentence can be regarded as the answer to this Wuji Taoist.

With this door, don't chatter endlessly!

Not only Wuji's expression was livid, but all the seven thousand Zilinyan spearmen also had faces full of anger. His canthus was about to split open, and his red eyes stared at Zong Shou.

No one can doubt whether Zong Shou can do it. The king of a country has millions of elite soldiers under his rule. Except that there are fewer high-level powerhouses under his command, everything else is the top power in the cloud world today!

Zong Shou's own martial arts, in the cloud realm, under the spirit realm, has no opponent!

Even the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation can't do anything about it, which shows its strength.

If it is determined to destroy all the veins in the Dao Lingqiu Realm within the territory, I am afraid that no one can stop it.

Wuji's heart was beating violently, he felt terrified and inexplicably depressed. It's just that everything today is her own fault, and she really has no one to blame.

However, this situation is not hopeless—

Forcing himself to calm down, Wuji's brows and eyes showed a chill.

"Your Majesty insists on doing this, and Wuji can't do anything about it. But we don't want to sit still and wait for death."

At this point, Wuji's hand was drawn with a sword formula, and a gleaming sword suddenly came out of its sheath and flew around him.

"I don't know why your lord came here alone. I only know that your lord is too confident. Could it be that your lord really thinks that he can be a thousand with one horse and prevent me from returning with seven thousand cavalry? If the king dies here, you That ambition to dominate the industry. It's all empty talk—"

As long as this sect guards here, even if the strategy of Dao Lingqiong Realm fails in the end, the east of the cloud realm can retreat completely.

Zong Shou smiled when he heard the words. A ride worth a thousand? Why not?

I am too lazy to talk to this person, and the nameless sword also responds at this moment, making a 'clear' buzzing sound.

The momentum of the sword rushing up all over the body became more and more fierce, and the desire to kill soared to the sky.

Wuji knew the answer just by looking at Zongshou's expression on the opposite side. After taking a deep breath, beside the corners of his eyes, there was a trace of long-smoldering gloom. It just couldn't be suppressed anymore.

He even felt secretly laughing, this Zong Shou really lost his mind and went crazy! frenzied!

With the power of one person, resist seven thousand Zilinyan spear cavalry?

He thought he was the reincarnation of King Xiang. King Ran is reborn? Can be invincible?

That's all! Since it is so decisive, so confident. So today, he will destroy this Eastern overlord with his own hands!

The fire-treading Zijin "Qihang Watermark" Lin under his crotch jumped forward suddenly, and his horse's hoof stepped on it. In Wuji's hand, he also took out a three-foot-long purple spear at the same time. Flying sword body protection. Pointing the spear forward, several escorts stood in front of him like a spiritual shield.

His riding beast jumped, and the seven thousand riding behind him. They also drove the beasts one after another, and followed closely behind.

They're all shot forward. Instantly turned into more than ten million points, Zong Shou who was thousands of feet away. Thrust impact.

The horseshoe gallops like an iron stream, capable of crushing everything.

When the meridians and qi channels of seven thousand people are connected. In Wuji's eyes, a ball of blazing light suddenly burst out.

Even if it is really a mountain today, he can flatten it and crush it!

Zong Shou squinted his eyes indifferently and smiled "Hey".

The seven thousand Zilinyan spearmen rushed towards them like a frenzy, crushed by thoughts as majestic as the sea and waves.

The sub-sword rushing out from around the body suppressed the sword intent, but it still hasn't retreated half a bit, and it hasn't been broken.

It wasn't until the aura of the Wuji gun shadow rushed within ten feet that the hand suddenly moved.

The sword shadow flashed, and a silver light pierced out, forcing the purple spear shadow back!

Yin of Yuan Yi!

If it is said that the sword technique is exquisite, it is undoubtedly the Nine Nine Dragon Shadow Sword of Old Man Longying that is the most exquisite and profound.

But if it is the deepest grasp, it is the most capable of defeating the enemy. But it was undoubtedly him who wielded the Yuan Yi sword!

Integrating hundreds of swordsmanship into one furnace, he spent most of his life researching and perfecting this set of swordsmanship, so he is also the most familiar with it.

And the Nine Nine Dragon Shadow Sword also has part of the essence, which is integrated into it.

Therefore, within ten feet, I do not break the sword domain!

Forcibly repelling Wuji's big purple spear, the sword shadow in Zong Shou's hand exploded violently. In an instant, it turned into thousands of roads, covering ten feet in front of you.

Either relying on force to fight, or gravity to move forward, more often, it is a reckless confrontation without retreating half a step!

Within a radius of twenty feet, there was the sound of crackling lights,

The aura was dazzling, and the entire space seemed to be cut apart. The ground below is also collapsing.

Pieces of beast-riding hisses and roars sounded ten feet away in front of Zong Shou.

A bunch of Xuanyan gold "Qihang Watermark" Lin beasts may not be able to withstand the heavy pressure of the torrential energy and fall down. Or they were afraid of the thousands of sharp blades in front of them and refused to move forward, so they rose up one after another.

Countless flesh and blood scattered, but none of them could splash into Zong Shou's body, within ten feet!

The seven thousand iron cavalry rushed forward like a wave, but they encountered a rock. The forward's more than a hundred riders could not shake Zong Shou's duty. The entire cavalry team can only spread out to both sides to bypass.

It can't be close to ten feet, the seemingly unstoppable iron flow is divided into two.

But at this moment, the corners of Zong Shou's lips curved slightly again.

Want to pass by him? How can it be!

——Yang of Yuan Yi!

Turning from defense to offense, tens of thousands of sharp and unparalleled sword shadows spread their impact to both sides.

All the Zilinyan spear riders passing by on both sides, without exception, either suffered severe chest and abdomen injuries, or had their heads and necks broken.

In just a moment, the area within a radius of several tens of feet was already covered with corpses.

However, they were not piled up like a mountain, affecting the vision.

The ground collapsed, only the land with a radius of ten feet where Zong Shou stood was safe and sound.

Hundreds of human corpses and horse skeletons just happened to fill up these sunken deep pits.

And the place where Zongshou stood was a line higher, giving the impression that he was standing on top of thousands of corpses.

Those seven thousand Zilinyan spears couldn't get in, and they couldn't get around from both sides. The formation suddenly became chaotic, and finally divided into two directions, turning in the opposite direction, and regrouping thousands of feet away.

Zong Shou didn't go after him either, he just stood there. A line of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he didn't intend to pay attention to it.

It would be a strange thing to forcefully shake the 7,000 and 6th-level Taoist soldiers without causing any damage to themselves. Can't hide it. There is no need to hide either.

Holding the nameless sword in his hand, he tried his best to adjust the energy in the "Qihang Watermark" in his body.

Soul power is fine, there are hundreds of sixth-order primordial souls absorbed by Wumingjian. The blue fire in this sea of ​​souls has almost reached its peak!

The surging soul power provided actually makes people feel a sense of swelling.

In today's battle, it depends on whether he, Zong Shou, falls first, or the seven thousand Zilinyan spearmen are destroyed first!

Wuji was thousands of feet away, but his expression was extremely ugly, and he looked at Zong Shou opposite him coldly.

One is worth one thousand!

Seven thousand iron cavalry attacked, but they couldn't shake it at all!

At this moment, Zongshou was holding his long sword upside down, standing calmly and calmly, standing on top of many corpses within a radius of ten feet.

The temperament seems to be elegant and dusty, but it contains an indescribable domineering and self-confidence. Looking at the thousands of sixth-level cavalry here, it seems like nothing!

Although he knew that Zong Shou must also be injured at this time, he didn't know that his injury was minor.

The previous plan to kill the Heavenly Demon King here was completely abandoned.

The land with a radius of ten feet is completely impenetrable and unbreakable.

Heavy sword shadows, like mountains and walls.

For a moment, his eyes drifted away, looking to the sides. There is no connection here, but the original place is wide. Spread out, it should be enough to bypass,

But as if he had seen through his plan, Zong Shou smiled silently, drew the seal of both hands, and said the mantra, and then thrust the sword in his hand into the ground.

Immediately, the 3200 zhang thunder wings fanned away from behind. Covering a land of six hundred and four hundred feet, arousing the spirits of heaven and earth within a hundred miles,

Countless crimson flames diffused in all directions.

As far as the eye could see, within the three hundred thousand feet, everything was turned into a sea of ​​crimson flames.

A blue spiritual mirror also rises into the sky, under the cover of light, it immediately makes people feel psychedelic.

At this time, Zong Shou grinned again and came towards this side.

Wuji's heart sank again, knowing that this was probably the Lu Family's Burning Sky Flame.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary ninth-level spiritual techniques to cover such a wide area.

Only the innate supernatural powers of the blood can do it.

He was also amazed at how powerful Zong Shou's soul power could support the 300,000 zhang sea of ​​flames without even feeling the slightest effort.

Knowing Zongshou's intention vaguely, you guys want to disperse and flee, but I'm afraid they won't be able to do so!

Although the terrain here is wide, it is the only passage. It is not impossible to go around from the side, but it will take four or five hours.

Thinking of the rear, not only the Blood Cloud Rider who will arrive when will come, but also feel a chill in his chest.

Once again, his eyes focused on Zong Shou. After much deliberation, there is only one way to go.

Instigated the fire-treading Zijin "Qihang Watermark" Lin under his crotch, and sprinted forward again. In Wuji's mind, nothing was shaken in the slightest.

The thought of running away has been completely wiped away.

I want to understand thoroughly that Zong Shoushi is the enemy of Dao Lingqiong Realm. The more it gets to the future, the more difficult it is to deal with.

If this Zongshou can be killed here today, then even if it is Wuji, even if it is the seven thousand Zilinyan spearmen in the Dao Lingqiong Realm, it will be worthwhile to be buried here!

There were more than 6,400 spears, although the number of them was small, their aura was even more powerful.

Faintly gathered into a group, rushing towards.

Zong Shou held the hilt of the nameless sword again, his face was indifferent, and the solemnity in his eyes was a little more intense.

This blow was even better than before, and that Wuji on the opposite side was really determined to die.

The next collision is the key. Whether it can break the backbone of this Zilinyan spear cavalry, and whether it can destroy its arrogance and fighting spirit, all depends on this sword.

The body "Qihang Watermark" is full of vitality. But he didn't pay attention at all, Xiao Ri beside his shoulder, in his originally pitiful, wet eyes, was filled with monstrous anger.

In its eyes, the situation today is different. He didn't care about those people, he just stared fixedly at those low-level Lin Xue of the Xuanyan Gold "Qihang Watermark" Lin Beast, who dared to provoke the king!

One time is enough, but the second time——

Tilting his head slightly, Xiao Ri's expression was extremely haughty. Scales appeared all over his body.