Chapter 2747 The Monk Is Rude

Zang Tianlong slashed out with a sword, and the sword carried a dull sound of wind and thunder, as if it was squeezing the air, and the majestic power was shocking.

Xing Chi suddenly opened his eyes, his arms shook, and the black iron rod bounced. He grabbed the stick with both hands and pointed it out. The head of the stick formed a gas barrier like a bullet in the air.

when!

The stick head and the heavy sword collided together, and there was a thunder in the sky, huge sparks splashed around, and a visible energy in the air shot towards the surroundings.

Xingchi slid off the ground more than ten meters away, and two deep marks were drawn by him on the rocky ground.

At this time, Xing Chi was surging with blood, breathing like wind and thunder, and his face was flushed.

And Zang Tianlong also flew upside down, a beautiful upside down in the sky, landed on the ground, holding a sword in both hands, his eyes fell on Xing Chi, showing a smile of approval: "That's right! You can take me one hit and be undefeated, The master is not weak!"

This is too crazy, but Zang Tianlong has the capital of madness, Xingzhi doesn't think it's madness at all, the blow just now was just a random blow, but he has already used almost all his strength, and the stick almost sent the opponent's sword flying. .

Xing Chi stabilized his mind, looked at Zang Tianlong and said, "Zang donor is highly skilled in martial arts, Xing Chi admires it!"

Zang Tianlong smiled lightly and said, "Is that Master still fighting?"

Xing Chi nodded solemnly and said, "I still want to try it!"

Zang Tianlong's face was really sinking. He just taught the monk a lesson and he has already kept his hand. He didn't expect the other party to be unappreciative.

As he said that, he suddenly held the sword in both hands, stepped forward, twisted his body out of the sword, and shouted violently, "Bajian Jue, the first form of wolf smoke!"

boom! The sword came out like a gust of wind, and countless gravels were swept up by the gust of wind, forming a storm and rushing towards Xingzhi.

"One stick breaks mountains and rivers!"

Xing Chi shouted loudly, jumped up, and struck out with a stick, the shadow of the stick was like a mountain, as if a giant stick was about to split the world.

The stick shadow collided with the storm, and with a roar, the storm separated to both sides, as if it was a dam dividing water. Seeing that the storm was about to be broken by the shadow, Xing Chi's face changed.

when! With a scream, a golden sword shadow hit the stick shadow in the storm, Xing Chi seemed to be hit by a train and shot back.

"The second form of the Ba Jian, conquer the world!"

At this moment, a low shout sounded in the storm, the storm seemed to explode from the middle, and a sword of light, like a sword of conquest, with unparalleled iron and blood, slashed towards Xingzhi who was flying backward.

"The Overlord Raises the Tripod!"

Xing Chi shouted loudly and raised his stick in both hands, trying to block the sword.

when!

The screaming sounded again, Xingzhi was like a baseball being hit by a baseball bat, and instantly flew 30 to 40 meters away, hitting a boulder and shattering the boulder.

Xing Chi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees on the ground. Although he was holding the stick, his hands were all red at this time, and even the body of the stick was dyed red.

"You can be proud of the monk's ability to pick me up with two swords and swords!"

Zang Tianlong fell a dozen meters in front of Xingchi, looked at him and said proudly, "Are you admitting defeat now?"

"Little...monk....recognize!"

Just as Xing Chi was about to get up, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, with unwillingness in his eyes, but he still slowly reached out to get the tag.

"Don't hurt my disciple!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and a figure came running like lightning from a few hundred meters away.

"Uncle Master!"

Xing Chi suddenly raised his head, saw the figure galloping over, and shouted in surprise.

Zang Tianlong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at the rushing figure. There was a faint sneer on his face, and he suddenly said lightly: "It's another monk, we just took it together!"

The person who came was Dezheng. He saw Xingzhi who was covered in blood from a distance, and his eyes flashed with fury. Dezheng, who was as hot as fire, didn't talk nonsense at all. He rushed directly to Zang Tianlong and shouted loudly:

"Sword Qi Slash!"

"The monk is rude!"

Zang Tianlong's eyes flashed with anger, and he stepped out, and the same sword slashed out, "Breaking the moon with a sword!" A white sword qi slashed out.

boom! The two sword qi collided together, and a circle of air waves burst out in the sky, blowing the leaves dozens of meters away.

Zang Tianlong took two steps back, two footprints shook on the ground, and a trace of attention rose in his eyes to look at Dezheng.

Dezheng's figure fell to the ground, and the ground was shaken by rubble, and he took ten steps to stand firm.

His whole body was full of vigor and blood, and the big sword in his hand was even more buzzing, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.