Chapter 201 The victory and defeat have been divided into tears

Bai Shiyun, who was watching, was also puzzled. In more than 700 rounds, Long Zhantian has never displayed the 18 unique skills of the Demon Sect. He really doesn't know whether he intends to hide in front of outsiders, but it is unknown.

However, even under Zhang Chengfeng's death, he is calm in the face of Zhang Chengfeng's stormy offensive, as if he is comfortable. I'm afraid his strength is not comparable to Shaolin Xuanqing and others who fought with him the year before last, and it is almost the same as boundless.

The "knife saint", one of the elders of the magic religion, really lives up to its reputation and is extraordinary.

If he is indeed struggling to pursue the knife day by day, the difficulties of the three heroes of Qingcheng will undoubtedly increase by another point!

Thinking about this, Long Zhantian suddenly turned to attack, opened a lot and slammed three times. For a moment, the waves beat the shore, and the thunder and wind rang, forcing Zhang Chengfeng to do his best to resist. With his light and flexible body method, he avoided the truth and gave up.

"Jingle!"

A series of dense blades sounded.

"Peng!"

The light rain exploded again.

No one can see anything other than a little bit of light and wind; no one can feel anything other than the coldness of cutting the body.

"Ding!"

Zhang Chengfeng was as gorgeous as ever, flashing countless light spots and jumping out. He didn't seem to be fast, but he just caught up with his blade.

Long Zhantian is still so smooth and elegant, a strong but irresistible force that penetrates the meridians of the other's arm from the handover of the blade and then spreads to the meridians of the whole body. It feels like a person who has nowhere to focus on the sea, covered by a huge wave.

While watching, Fuhai couldn't bear to disperse his soul for a moment. He raised his sword to attack Long Zhantian with all his strength. Bai Shiyun couldn't help but stand up and ran to Fuhai. He only saw that the light of Long Zhantian's knife flashed out a strong countermeasure. He was right in Fuhai's arms and directly flew Fuhai. In fact, Bai Shiyun could see that Fuhai could not catch Long Zhantian's move, and this move was still merciful. Fuhai, which flew away in the air, guarded his heart in pain and flew back. At the same time, his legs were cold and colorful. It happened that Bai Shiyun jumped up just enough to hold his position, no more than an inch, no less.

At this time, Zhang Chengfeng's day-by-day knife attacked the right wing of Long Zhantian. Unexpectedly, this powerful knife kicked down the Langlong Zhantian to fight back against him. The subtlety of time and angle, coupled with no warning in advance, made Zhang Chengfeng have to close the knife and then make a crossbar.

'When!' With a clear sound, the famous weapon made of fine iron blew a roaring wind and took off his hand in vain. Zhang Chengfeng opened his mouth and spewed blood. He flew backwards like a broken kite and hit the branches on one side, and the day by day knife was in front of him.

Long Zhantian stabilized his footsteps and stared at Zhang Chengfeng lying on the ground and said coldly, "There is nothing to say now."

"Brother!" Bai Shiyun and Fuhai came to help Zhang Chengfeng and glared at Long Zhantian, unwillingly. This is the end. They can't hold the shining sword of the martial arts on this ground. In fact, Zhang Chengfeng's day-to-day knife skill has not been practiced to the ninth level of "immortality", otherwise Long Zhantian will not be able to win Zhang Chengfeng with a day-to-day knife. In fact, even Long Zhantian's talent was many times higher than Zhang Chengfeng's, and he still hasn't learned it.

Bai Shiyun and Fuhai's eight swords flew together and sent them out one after another.

For a moment, the eighteen swords soared again in full bloom. The other party's screamed and screamed, and the dragon battle sky flashed. As soon as he opened his mouth, he swallowed all the virtual swords in his stomach, leaving two flying swords. The dragon battle sky's huge knife waved to resolve, and the two swords flew to both sides and inserted them on the ground.

Bai Shiyun and Fuhai have never been so shocked. Unexpectedly, Long Zhantian would resolve their move like this. I'm afraid that the two have to reassess their real strength of Long Zhantian. The three looked at Long Zhantian blankly, and such strength could only be dealt with if Meng Wuya went out of the customs in person.

Yang Jing in the cave had already been soaked in sweat, and his face was blue, which only scared Gu Lian to stop talking, but more excited. She is guessing that Yang Jing is about to succeed. Gu Lian naturally saw the change in Yang Jing's face through the green light, but his eyebrows seemed to be more handsome and domineering, which made Gu Lian very excited, but the movement outside the stone gate was naturally heard by her. Gu Lian knew that it was the venue of Long Zhantian.

She no longer cares. Even if Long Zhantian has a hatred, once Yang Jing succeeds, Yang Jing's internal strength will not lose to Long Zhantian. What's more, it is the moment when the great success is completed that his strength is strong, and a magic "knife saint" can still cope with it.

The outside dragon Zhantian suddenly laughed wildly: "Endless, boundless! Unexpectedly, after 30 years, the world's first treasure knife is still my sword saint. The knife is in people. As long as there is a 'daily knife', who am I afraid of?