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Chapter 601 The Battle Begins (1)

Next to him, a ancestor who had reached the Zhenwu realm said, "Senior Brother, let me go!"

In this case, whoever goes up will be embarrassing. If you win, you will be said to bully the small by the big one. If you lose, you will be even more shameless.

Yuan Zhenzi shook her head, gently pushed Yu Xiangzi's hand away, and repeated again: "Longhu Mountain cannot lose."

He has no choice now.

Step by step, Yuan Zhenzi slowly walked to Luo Zong Wuba.

A smile flashed in Luo Zongwuba's eyes, "The Heavenly Master wants to personally guide the younger generation?"

He called himself a junior, but his words were heartbroken. It was equivalent to Ming Ming saying that Yuan Zhenzi was going to bully the small with the big one.

Yuan Zhenzi's face no longer had a leisurely look, but was just solemn, "With your Zhenwu realm cultivation, I, a student with the name of Longhushan Qing, is indeed no one who is your opponent."

All the ancestors of the Yuan generation expressed their unbearable expression.

Yuan Zhenzi takes action and will inevitably become a laughing stock in the entire world in the future.

"Master is such a bad word!"

At this time, a shout suddenly sounded like thunder in the thatched hut, "Doctor hasn't asked this monk for advice yet!"

Zhao Dongting slowly walked out of the room. His face was flushed like blood, and he looked extremely ferocious and cold.

Everyone turned their heads to look at him.

Yuan Zhenzi's eyes flashed with splendor, and then she realized something, and her figure floated past the crowd and ran towards the cottage.

Zhao Dongting strode towards Luo Zong Wuba.

The Taoist priests on the road unconsciously gave way to him. At this moment, Zhao Dongting looked really frightening.

Luo Zongwuba no longer calmed down and frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

At this time, even if someone in the Yuan army had seen his portrait, he would probably not recognize him.

Zhao Dongting said: "Zuan Zhenzi's disciples are personally sent to you, please give me advice."

Luo Zongwuba stared at Zhao Dongting for a few glances, "Please give me advice."

There was already a solemn look in his eyes, because he actually felt threatened from Zhao Dongting.

The intuition of the Zhenwu Realm was very keen, which made him realize that Zhao Dongting might be stronger than Qing Songzi.

So, after Luo Zongwuba spoke out, he didn't bother to pretend, and held the golden bowl and rushed towards Zhao Dongting on his own initiative.

Zhao Dongting actually had no sword in his hand.

When Luo Zongwuba brought this great power to him, he just slapped his hands straight ahead.

At this moment, white smoke came out faintly behind Zhao Dongting.

Contact your hands and double bowl.

Two clamors were shaking.

There were soldiers of the Yuan army and the poor Taoist priests who were incompetent were shocked to sit on the ground.

Zhang Kui Temple, which had been shaken before, has now been supported by soldiers, has become soft again and is planted on the ground.

There was no blood on his face.

Luo Zong Wuba's expression changed and he staggered back two steps. Zhao Dongting did not move at all.

As soon as the battle is fought, the right and wrong judgment is made.

In terms of internal strength cultivation, Zhao Dongting actually crushed Luo Zong Wuba.

"drink!"

Immediately, Luo Zongwuba, who was shocked, shouted loudly and became furious in the face of everyone's extreme surprise.

He held the golden bowl and bullied himself again.

The two of them quickly got entangled, their bodies were almost at their peak, and they could hardly even see clearly among the flying leaves.

"Junior brother receives the sword!"

Qing Songzi suddenly ran towards the two people who were shockingly hit by the earth.

A figure suddenly rushed out and held the sword in his hand.

It is undoubtedly Zhao Dongting.

With a sword in his hand, his sword intent rolled out like a tide. At this moment, his momentum was rising again.

Luo Zongwuba followed him and saw several golden lights flying. He was forced back by Zhao Dongting again.

Zhao Dongting’s Guiyuan sword technique was used as he wanted, and he used the Xiaoyao Walking Technique to launch an offensive.

His understanding of Guiyuan Sword Technique and Xiaoyaoyou's attainments were not as perfect as Luo Zong Wuba's finger and Buddha jumped over the wall, but his aura was more than capable than Luo Zong Wuba.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain all had a faint look of excitement on their faces.

Zhao Dongting's momentum at this time was much stronger than Qing Songzi and Qing Yunzi before, and he completely crushed Luo Zong Wuba.

Although the outcome has not been decided yet, they all saw hope in Zhao Dongting.

Inside the house, Yuanmako ran into the house.

Zhang Tiandong sat cross-legged on the ground, looking outside the house. Although there was a smile on his lips, his face was full of fatigue.

Yuan Zhenzi's two clear tears fell from her eyes, "Senior brother, you..."

Zhang Tiandong smiled and said, "You silly boy, why are you crying..."

When he was a child, he always called his younger brother like this.

Yuan Zhenko raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but cursed, "You bastard! You always ignore yourself!"

Zhang Tiandong said: "Because I am the brother, you are the younger brother. If you have me at home, you can't let you bear too much. But from now on, the Zhang family will rely on you."

As he said that, he suddenly scratched his head, "The old Taoist priest can finally live a few days of leisure."

"Bad!"

Yuan Mako just scolded, "You are just a bastard! But you are just a few years older than me. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

Zhang Tiandong blinked his eyes and kept laughing.

Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu and Tie Liduan all turned their heads and ignored the Tianshi brothers who were "disrespectful to the old..."

Outside the house, Luo Zongwuba was always suppressed and furious, and a pair of golden bowls took action again.

This is his killer move.

The high-speed rotating golden bowl has great lethality.

However, the moment the two golden bowls approached Zhao Dongting, Zhao Dongting's figure interspersed through the middle at a strange angle.

His whole body was almost pressed against the ground, but his speed was still fast.

Snake walking in the free and easy walking method.

The two golden bowls collided, making a jingle sound and landed on the ground.

Zhao Dongting approached Luo Zong Wuba, and his body floated up, put his left hand on his palm, his right hand flipped his wrist, turned the tip of the sword backward, the hilt forward, and at the same time reached Luo Zong Wuba's chest.

Luo Zongwuba's eyes widened and his hands hurriedly blocked his chest.

However, Zhao Dongting's gesture changed again in an instant, and his right hand sank for several points.

The left hand contacted Luo Zongwuba's arm and made a muffled sound. The infinite aura spreads around, and the flying fallen leaves scattered around.

The right sword hilt was heavily pressed against Luo Zongwuba's lower abdomen rib.

“Wow…”

Luo Zongwuba screamed strangely and threw it backwards.

A gurgle of blood spilled in the air.

"Master!"

A group of Yuan Dynasty generals exclaimed.

Luo Zongwuba fell heavily on the ground, stirring up fallen leaves, and his face turned bloody.

Zhao Dongting even had a heat on his face, stood with a sword, and said indifferently: "I'll give in."

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were stunned and then cheered earth-shakingly.
Chapter completed!