Chapter 81 Zhang Zhiwei: I can’t stand it! I really can’t stand it!

Sword energy and thunder are raging.

I can’t calm down for a long time!

When the sword energy disappeared, all the lightning was wiped out.

Both sides flew out at the same time.

Dong Ying's breath was unstable, her face flushed, and she felt her breath surge all over her body.

The same is true for Zhang Zhiwei.

My body, which was already injured, felt like my internal organs were bleeding after this fierce battle.

The severe pain in my body is not stopping, and I can barely hold myself steady.

In this battle, both sides will suffer losses!

When Dong Ying saw this, her body floated into the air!

With a determined look on her face, she took a deep breath and waved the wooden sword again!

A sword pointing to the sky!

"Here comes the sword!"

The moment the sound came out.

Many disciples in Longhu Mountain were shocked.

All the wooden and iron swords available for practice, and even the useless swords sealed in the warehouse, are all humming and trembling!

"This...what's going on!"

"I don't know, this wooden sword seems to fly out on its own!"

"What the hell happened!"

"Could someone be attacking Longhu Mountain?"

"This has happened several times today!"

They cried out in horror.

The next moment.

All the wooden and iron swords seemed to have been summoned.

Many disciples of Longhu Mountain who were practicing swords came out with their iron swords!

They seem to have spirituality.

They all flew into the sky and then gathered in one direction.

Not long after.

Hundreds of flying swords follow Dong Ying!

Dong Ying's gray hair fluttered behind her, and her figure was already a little stooped, but at this moment she stood tall and straight.

Everyone present seemed to have seen the high-spirited heroine back then!

Endless flying swords cover the sky and the sun!

Zhang Zhiwei was also moved!

"One sword opens the gate of heaven!"

Dong Ying laughed loudly, and the image of Li Chungang in the fantasy appeared in his mind.

The fire in his eyes shows his sincerity towards the sword!

It’s also Dong Ying’s lost Taoist heart!

White hair and white beard, fluttering like an immortal descending to the mortal world!

Following an order, hundreds of flying swords rushed straight towards Zhang Zhiwei with an astonishing momentum.

Zhang Zhiwei reaches the sky in one step!

The golden light curse has been activated to the extreme!

The sword energy and gang energy aroused a loud rumbling sound, like the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

Three Hundred Swords broke Zhang Zhiwei's protective golden light.

Then came six hundred flying swords, which gathered into an unparalleled giant sword.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the giant sword is formed!

This moment.

It looked like the sky was shattered.

In the dark night, the sky sheds little golden light.

Zhang Zhiwei burned his cultivation and once again forced the Heavenly Master to save him.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things!"

With a loud shout.

The golden light condensed into a golden-armored giant and fought with the giant sword.

Boom!

The sound of collision resounded throughout the world.

While the giant sword was broken.

The golden-armored giant also disappeared!

"Master, my disciple lost."

Dong Ying returned to the ground and shook her head slightly.

But the fire in her eyes did not diminish at all.

This battle also benefited her a lot.

"Now that you know your shortcomings, go back to practice as soon as possible!"

Zhang Zhiwei snorted with a dark face.

In his opinion, this group of disciples are typical of those who get an advantage but still behave well!

"Master, won't you let us go down the mountain to handle matters?"

Liang Fuguo asked in surprise.

Instead of dealing with those mundane things, he just wants to go back and have a good understanding.

The other brothers and sisters also looked at Master nervously.

Zhang Zhiwei snorted again and waved his hand impatiently.

"Go back to practice quickly, it makes me upset!"

Wait until all the disciples are driven away.

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt a flush on his cheeks and spurted a bloody sword from his mouth.

"Poof!"

He vomited out a mouthful of bruised blood.

Then I sat cross-legged on the floor and adjusted myself for a while before feeling much better.

But internal injuries are not so easy to recover from.

You must practice quietly for a period of time.

But Zhang Zhiwei only adjusted his breath briefly, then turned and walked towards Zhang Qianhe's courtyard.

Compared to my own injuries.

Zhang Zhiwei wants to ask more about what this immortal magic is all about!

Don't wait until your injuries are healed, and you will become stronger after taking down the evil disciples one by one.
Chapter completed!