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Chapter 707: Victory or defeat, life or death

Facing Zhang Ziyan's praise, Feng Wuchen was neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Thank you, Master!"
Zhang Ziyan said with a smile: "But the common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade! Now that you are carrying a magic weapon like the Patriarch's Dao Sword, you will definitely attract the covetousness of those who are interested, so you must be extremely careful!"
"Disciple understands!"
"Well... go ahead!"
Feng Wuchen nodded to Zhang Ziyan, then turned around lightly with his sword in hand and walked to Zhu Yu's side.
"You want to fight me?"
"I……"
At that moment, Zhu Yu's face turned pale.
Not to mention Feng Wuchen's strength, just the Patriarch Dao Sword in his hand is not something he can compete with!
That was a real Taoist weapon that suppressed the existence of Tianjian Pond for 100,000 years!
Even his ancestor, who was the Supreme Elder, would inevitably end up injured by that sword, let alone him?
Seeing Zhu Yu's face turn red from holding back, Zhang Ziyan raised his eyebrows lightly and suddenly stepped forward.
"what happened?"
At this time, the great elder suddenly stepped forward and explained the whole story.
Zhang Ziyan's brow suddenly sank: "Huh! You have the guts to stir up trouble, but don't have the guts to challenge? It's a waste of time for you to be a swordsman!"
"Sect Master! Sect Master is aware... Xiao Yu'er is not afraid of Lu Ran! What he is afraid of is the sword in Lu Ran's hand! That sword is the Taoist Sword of the Patriarch. Who is not afraid?" Zhu Lianshan quickly defended Zhu Yu.
argued.
After saying that, he shouted to Feng Wuchen: "My dear Lu Ran, if you have the ability to have a fair fight with my grandson without using the Taoist sword, do you dare?"
After hearing these words, Feng Wuchen smiled contemptuously: "Old man, if you have the ability to tie your own hands and obediently let me chop off your head, do you dare?"
Zhu Lianshan was furious: "You...what did you say?"
"Since this Dao sword has recognized me as its master, it can also be regarded as one of my means. But you are asking me to fight your grandson fairly without using the Dao sword. Do you still want to be shameless?"
Feng Wuchen's words were so powerful that Zhu Lian
Shan was speechless.
Yes, the Dao sword may be powerful, but it is still considered part of this son's strength. If he doesn't want to, no one can force him.
Just when he thought Zhu Yu would definitely be defeated, he saw Feng Wuchen chuckle and take the initiative to put away the Dao sword.
"But I didn't plan to use this sword in the first place! Because...why kill a chicken with a cow-butcher's knife?"
After saying that, Feng Wuchen pointed his sword upright, and in an instant, he had an air sword in his hand!
"You..." Zhu Yu's face turned red when he saw the qi sword. That day, he was defeated by the opponent's qi sword!
"You still want to use the air sword to deal with me? Do you still think that the person I am now is the person I was back then?"
Feng Wuchen's expression remained unchanged: "What's the difference between the ants back then and the ants today?"
Ants?
In Zhu Yu's life, he has always been described as a genius.
This is the first time I have been called an ant!
Seeing his eyes were red, Tian Qing Huaying took hold instantly, his sword moves changed one after another, and he stabbed at Feng Wuchen's location!
"Tai Chi Wuji!"
"Two Yishu transform!"
"Three Talents Transformed into Life!"
"The Four Symbols Reincarnate!"
"..."
Zhu Yu's sword was almost out of sight.
In a matter of seconds, several swords were slashed out, making everyone else tremble with fear.
"As expected of the Sword Immortal! He is indeed powerful!"
"Senior Brother Lu...be careful!"
"Today I want to see how you can break my Taixu Sword Chapter! Nine turns to one!"
When the sword thrust out, the vortex of sword energy beside Zhu Yu spun wildly, then turned into a long river of sword energy, and suddenly sank!
"die
Bar!"
Seeing that Zhu Yu had a ferocious smile on his face.
He firmly believed that no one at the same level could take his sword!
However, bathing in the sword light, he saw Feng Wuchen chuckle lightly. He did not dodge or dodge, but just uttered two words: "Broken!"
"Boom!"
The moment he finished speaking, an even more terrifying sword energy burst out from his body.
The long river of sword energy that was so powerful just a moment ago, when it met this sword energy, was like paper, and was quickly smashed into pieces and scattered into the void.
"how come……"
Zhu Yu's pupils kept dilating, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.
The next moment.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the sword intention turned from defense to attack, completely engulfing him.
"puff!"
Injured by the sword energy, Zhu Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!
"Little fish!"
"Congratulations, senior brother!"
After defeating Zhu Yu with one move, Feng Wuchen put away his Qi sword and said coldly: "You are defeated!"
After saying that, he turned around suddenly without caring about the person's reaction.
At this moment, Zhu Yu noticed the gazes from all around, and his mind went blank. There was only one thought in his mind: I will not lose, I can't lose! I can't lose!
At a certain moment, veins popped up on his forehead, and he shouted hysterically: "I have said before, this battle is about victory and defeat, and it is also about life and death. The fact that I am still alive proves that I have not been defeated yet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took action and stabbed Feng Wuchen in the back with his sword!
"Senior Brother Lu! Be careful!"
Seeing that the tip of Tian Qing Huaying's sword was about to pierce the opponent's spine, Zhu Yu's eyes even showed ecstasy: "Die! Hahaha..."
However, the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.
Then he saw the tip of his sword piercing Feng Wuchen's chest, but the latter did not move, but his figure became lighter and lighter.
"The sword energy retains its shape!"
When he reacted, he stabbed the air with his sword.
"laugh!"
A qi sword has already penetrated his eyebrows!
"..."
At that moment, the whole world became quiet!
Even Zhu Lianshan was speechless for a moment and couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
Descendants who had high hopes from him!
The peerless genius who just received the inheritance of the Immortal Sword is dead! He was pierced through the sea of ​​consciousness with a sword, and even his soul could not escape!
After being stunned for a long time.
"Little beast! I want you to be buried with my grandson! Ah!"
At this moment, Zhu Lianshan completely went berserk. He threw away all worries and had only one thought in his heart: kill this boy!
"Asshole! Have you had enough trouble?"
At this time, Zhang Ziyan shouted angrily.
Immediately afterwards, the wisp of purple energy appeared again, binding Zhu Lianshan's limbs.
Zhu Lianshan regained his composure.
"Sect Master! He killed my great-great-grandson...I want him to pay with his life!"
But Zhang Ziyan's expression became even more ugly: "In the beginning, Lu Ran didn't kill Zhu Yu! He said it himself. The battle was not over before he died, and he even launched a sneak attack. He deserved to be killed.
!”
After scolding Zhu Lianshan, Zhang Ziyan sighed again: "You have lost a close relative and are grieving. It is inevitable that you will lose your mind. This sect understands you! Don't worry, this sect will give you adequate compensation for this matter."
, but don’t embarrass your fellow disciples? Do you understand?”
Zhu Lianshan was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said with tears: "Thank you, Sect Master!"
"Um!"
Zhang Ziyan nodded and removed the shackles.
Chapter completed!
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