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Text Chapter 56 The eight wastelands are destroyed!

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    "Haha, our Heavy Sword Sect will definitely win this war. Even if those people join forces, they are no match for the Sect Master. The Sect Master is just powerful."

    "That's for sure. Our sect leader is the most powerful person in Anshan County. Look, the four of them teamed up to deal with our sect leader, and in the end they were all killed. Believe it or not."

    "Of course, didn't you see that the boy was already frightened? Did he retreat so far to escape for his life? It is a waste to give him such a high talent. He will die soon anyway."

    "If he doesn't die, he will definitely become a peerless strongman in the future. After all, he is only sixteen years old now, which is indeed a pity."

    "What's the pity? It's just his own fault. If he goes against our Heavy Sword Sect, their entire Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect will be destroyed. How can he still survive?"

    The disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect were all discussing excitedly. Their morale was getting stronger and stronger. Zhong Luoyue's ability to defeat the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Anshan Feiyu and others naturally boosted their confidence.  , especially Zhong Luoyue, who was able to severely damage Anshan Taiping with one against four.

    Now that Ling Dao has retreated to the rear, only Anshan Feiyu and the elder of Zangjing Pavilion are left to deal with Zhong Luoyue. Both of them have been injured more and more, and they can exert 80% of their strength. It is already good. If they continue  As the fight continues, their strength will only get worse and worse.

    "A mayfly can shake a big tree, but you two still want to stop this sect leader."

    The four black iron swords were slashed down violently. The elder of Zangjing Pavilion and Anshan Feiyu had no idea which one was the real black iron sword. Their eyesight was naturally not as good as that of Ling Dao. What they could do  What he did was to resist with all his strength and buy a moment for Ling Dao.

    "Guardian of the black turtle."

    The elder of Zangjing Pavilion roared, and the low-grade sword in his hand spun at the fastest speed. The powerful sword energy combined with the original power evolved into a huge black turtle, guarding his entire body.  Inside, two black iron swords struck the black turtle's shell.

    With two muffled sounds, the shadow of the black turtle gradually faded and disappeared from the field. Fortunately, the shadow of the black turtle blocked Zhong Luoyue's attack. As a disciple of the sixth-grade power Tianjian Sect, the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion will  Naturally, there are many swordsmanship skills, and their grades are not low either.

    "Both are phantoms."

    After blocking Zhong Luoyue's attack, the elder of Zangjing Pavilion not only showed no joy at all, but his face darkened. He was stronger than Anshan Feiyu, and he used the sword technique of Black Turtle Guardian. Even if  There is no big problem if the real Black Iron Sword attacks him.

    But it would be terrible if Zhong Luoyue used a real black iron sword to attack Anshan Feiyu. Anshan Feiyu's current injury is more serious than that of the elder of Zangjing Pavilion. I'm afraid he won't be able to stop Zhong Luoyue at all. Think about it.  , Zhong Luoyue must have dealt with the weak ones first, and then slowly dealt with the strong ones, just like he had dealt with Anshan Taiping first, and then the current battle situation was reached.

    "Thousands of mountains."

    Majestic mountains stood in front of Anshan Feiyu, but unfortunately they had no effect at all. The Black Iron Sword destroyed Kulaqiao and directly destroyed all the mountains. The shadow of the Black Iron Sword disappeared from all the mountains.  After that, he also disappeared.

    However, Zhong Luoyue held the Black Iron Sword and committed suicide himself. With one swing of the sword, a sea of ??fire spread. The violent waves of fire struck in all directions, turning the entire world into a sea of ??fire.  , if he wanted to kill Ling Dao, he would naturally have to deal with Anshan Feiyu and the elder of the Sutra Pavilion first.

    "Boom"

    The black iron sword hit Anshan Feiyu's sword. The violent collision caused cracks to appear on the low-grade sword in Anshan Feiyu's hand. It is a miracle that this low-grade sword can hold up until now.  , if the fight continues, I'm afraid it will turn into pieces.

    "Get out of my way."

    Zhong Luoyue shouted coldly, and the power on the Black Iron Sword increased again. With just one swing of the sword, Anshan Feiyu was beaten back repeatedly. The sea of ??fire spread and almost burned Anshan Feiyu to pieces.  Zhong Luoyue, who was really angry after getting rid of the coke, was indeed so tyrannical and scary.

    Anshan Feiyu's mouth was bleeding, and he was hit by a sword in the chest. The blood was dripping, and the flesh and blood were blurred. If he was not an Origin Realm warrior and did not have a strong enough physical body, such injuries would have been enough to kill him. Now he can exert his full strength.  The combat power produced is already only half of what it was in its heyday.

    "Next, it's you."

    Zhong Luoyue glanced at the elder of the Sutra Pavilion coldly, and then slashed down with the Black Iron Sword. The hundred-foot-sized sword beam seemed to be cutting through three mountains and five mountains. Even though the sword beam was high in the sky, those below were attacking.  The Chongxiao Realm warriors and the Sky Controlling Realm warriors who fought in the battle both felt that their lives were threatened.

    The huge black turtle phantom appeared again, guarding the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xuan TieThe sword struck hard on the black turtle's shadow, sparks erupted, and the 90% fire source power roared in, and the black iron sword struck down again.

    The powerful zhenqi condensed into a huge mountain-breaking ax, and he slashed down violently. The whole void seemed to be trembling. Zhong Luoyue was like an angry lion, and the black iron sword struck down again and again.  , finally broke through the mysterious shadow of the black turtle, and struck the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion hard.

    "Poof"

    The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion turned pale, and a wave of blood spurted out from his mouth, which showed the seriousness of the injury. Anshan Feiyu had just been seriously injured by Zhong Luoyue, and he had no way to support him at this time. He could only rely on the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion himself.  The chest of the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seemed to be sunken in, and the sounds of broken bones were heard.

    In just a moment, the elder of Zangjing Pavilion and Anshan Feiyu were seriously injured by Zhong Luoyue. Zhong Luoyue's face was also a little pale. Although he was not injured until now, he was still very exhausted. Fortunately, he was not injured.  He is a peak warrior in the origin realm, otherwise it is still unknown whether he can withstand it.

    Just when the elders of Zangjing Pavilion and Anshan Feiyu were trying their best to resist Zhong Luoyue, Ling Dao was already ready. The sword technique he wanted to use was extremely powerful. Unfortunately, his current level was too low, so he was extremely reluctant to perform it.  , and it also needs time to brew.

    He calmed down and raised his energy and spirit to the peak, and even used the sword skills he had mastered. Above his head, lightning flashes condensed into the appearance of an ancient thunder dragon, with majestic horns and dragons.  Powerful.

    The true energy in his body surged out towards his hands crazily, with force piercing his arms, and the energy was so fierce that he used all 20% of the source of thunder. Whether it was true energy or original power, he would  After this sword, it was completely consumed. Fortunately, he was practicing the Savage Immortal Killing Strength, otherwise the true energy might not be enough.

    Holding the hilt of the Xiaoyao Sword tightly with both hands, he was dressed in white clothes without wind, and his black hair danced crazily, as if a young god of murder had awakened, and his pair of bright eyes seemed to be the sharpest god.  The sword can penetrate the void and destroy illusions.

    At this time, Zhong Luoyue from a distance finally rushed over. Whether it was the elder of the Sutra Pavilion or Anshan Feiyu, they had been beaten half to death and were covered in blood. If Zhong Luoyue hadn't been in such a hurry,  To kill Ling Dao, I am afraid that both of them have been killed by Zhong Luoyue.

    "Just let you two live a little longer, and this sect leader will avenge Taiqing first."

    At this moment, Zhong Luoyue was already standing in front of Ling Dao. Anshan Feiyu, the elder of Zangjing Pavilion and Anshan Taiping were all seriously injured and basically unable to fight anymore. The ones who really decided the outcome of this war were,  They are Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue.

    Pairs of eyes were looking at Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue. Whether they were disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect or the disciples of the Splitting Sky Sword Sect, they all became nervous. However, the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect were full of confidence.  The disciples of Tianjian Sect were extremely worried.

    "It's finally time to decide the outcome. How can a young boy be the opponent of our sect leader?"

    "I guess the sect master only needs one sword to split that kid in half."

    "Not necessarily. I think the sect master hates Ling Dao so much. I'm afraid he will slowly torture Ling Dao and make Ling Dao's life worse than death."

    The words of the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect made the disciples of the Splitting Heaven Sword Sect look angry. Unfortunately, they were unable to refute. The previous alliance between the elders of the Sutra Pavilion, Anshan Feiyu, Anshan Taiping and Lingdao was not Zhong Luoyue's.  Opponent, how could Ling Dao defeat Zhong Luoyue now?

    "Could it be that God really wants to destroy me and split the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

    "It's pitiful that Ling Dao, such a genius, is going to die here. It's our Sky Splitting Sword Sect that has caused him trouble."

    Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin also looked sad and angry. They knew very well that Ling Dao was no match for Zhong Luoyue, and they were too weak to do anything. Even if they wanted to save Ling Dao, they couldn't do it at all. They and  Zhong Luoyue was too weak in comparison.

    "Let this sect leader think about whether it is better to chop off your left arm first, your right arm, or both your legs first."

    Zhong Luoyue sneered, with a flash of pleasure in his eyes. Ling Dao killed his son. Naturally, he would not let Ling Dao die so happily. Only by making Ling Dao's life worse than death could he vent his resentment.  Ling Dao asked him to send the white-haired man to the black-haired man, how could he make Ling Dao feel better.

    "Eight wastelands will be destroyed."

    Ling Dao did not respond to Zhong Luoyue's question, but coldly uttered four words. As his words fell, Xiaoyao Sword suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and thousands of words  The sword energy spread across the void, filling the entire battlefield with a chilling air.

    Ling Dao slowly slashed out a sword, and the movement trajectory of Xiaoyao Sword was?, Zhong Luoyue could see clearly, as if a snail was crawling, ridiculously slow. However, Zhong Luoyue couldn't laugh at all, because he was horrified to find that his movements were even slower, even slower than Ling Dao's.  It's several times slower.

    In the eyes of everyone, Ling Dao did not make any move, but Zhong Luoyue became frightened. This scene made everyone extremely puzzled. Didn't Ling Dao just say four words? Why did Zhong Luoyue become  So scared.

    The next moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its voice and luster. Only Zhong Luoyue saw a ray of light, a light that could shine for thousands of miles, like a small sun. When this light disappeared,  The whole world returned to normal again.

    Ling Dao and Zhong Luoyue still stood on the same spot, maintaining their original movements. Zhong Luoyue's hands were clenching the black iron sword tightly, as if he was about to use the black iron sword technique. However, just when he was about to speak,  At that moment, his head split into two halves, and then his body also split into two halves, and he died tragically on the spot.
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