tkworld Chapter 527 Qianlei Sword Sect, The So-Called Sect
Chapter 527 Qianlei Sword Sect, The So-Called Sect
After all, he has the token of the head of the Qianlei Sword Sect. If he is really offended, what should he do if he goes to rescue the soldiers? At that time, it will still be them who will suffer.
Zhang Zhi sneered, and said, "I won't go to the Qianlei Sword Sect with you, you should give up on it."
"Oh...you are so stubborn." Yin & Yang, the white-robed man, smiled strangely: "Not bad, you really look like the disciple taught by Lin Hai, with backbone."
"But this kind of character is not a good thing."
After finishing speaking, the white-robed man waved his hands and ordered the surrounding disciples: "Take Zhang Zhi and others down."
"Swish Swish Swish Swish!"
As the white-robed man's voice fell, hundreds of disciples drew their swords and attacked Zhang Zhi.
"Boom!"
In an instant, waves of powerful magic spells spread out, making sand and rocks flying around, smoke and dust billowing, which looked quite spectacular.
And those Qianlei Sword Sect disciples actually only have the Cultivation Base of the Soul Refining stage, they can't resist the attacks of these Nascent Soul stage masters at all.
In just half a cup of tea, these hundreds of Qianlei Sword Sect disciples were all beheaded, and blood was sprinkled all over the hillside.
"Alas..." Zhang Zhi watched this scene and sighed.
Although these people are his enemies, he also knows that the death of these Qianlei Sword Sect members is too unfair. After all, they are only Common people, how can they compete with the cultivators.
"Zhang Zhi, did you choose to hand over that sword, or did you choose to let your Qingyun Sect be destroyed?" The white-robed man stood in the distance and said condescendingly to Zhang Zhi.
Zhang Zhi raised his head slowly, looked at the white-robed man with calm eyes, and said, "You think you should ask yourself this question."
"What do you mean?" The white-robed man frowned and asked.
Zhang Zhi didn't answer the question and said: "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to be an enemy of our Qingyun Sword Sect?"
"Hmph, as I said earlier, your Qingyun Sword Sect is nothing more than a fourth-rate Sect, and you simply don't have the strength to compete with my Qianlei Sword Sect."
"I don't believe it." Zhang Zhi said firmly.
"Believe it or not." The white-robed man sneered, "Anyway, your Qingyun Sword Sect is already surrounded by us, so you can't even think about escaping today."
After finishing speaking, the white-robed man flicked his sleeves suddenly. Suddenly, hundreds of Hidden Weapons attacked Zhang Zhi.
Zhang Zhi's expression changed, and with a flick of his wrist, he released the Flying Sword from the storage bag, turning into a cold light and facing those Hidden Weapons.
Jingle bells!
Then there was a clear and pleasant collision sound, and these Hidden Weapons were ejected to the ground one after another, while Zhang Zhi's Flying Sword pierced the white-robed man's chest.
"Huh?" The white-robed man was startled, and quickly turned sideways to avoid the Flying Sword. At the same time, he stretched out a pair of fleshy palms and slapped the blade of the Flying Sword.
clang!
Afterwards, the white-robed man retreated violently, covering his left arm with his right hand, with a look of shock in his eyes, as if he was seriously injured.
At this time, the elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect rushed over one after another, fighting with several subordinates of the white-robed man.
"Master, how are you?" Zhang Zhi quickly ran to the side of the man in white robe, and asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I was just scratched by their flying needle."
"Your Cultivation Base..." Zhang Zhi looked at the white-robed man's wound and asked in surprise.
"Hmph! I'm a Gold Core master, how can you compete with me!"
Zhang Zhi smiled bitterly when he heard the words. He didn't expect the man in white robe in front of him to be so powerful. His Cultivation Base is definitely above Nascent Soul late stage, maybe even stronger!
"Hmph!" The white-robed man snorted coldly, and said, "Zhang Zhi, I'll give you two choices now. First, obediently offer that treasure, and I'll keep your whole body; second, I'll pick it up myself. You are headed!"
"Hahaha..." Zhang Zhi raised his head and laughed loudly: "Zhang has lived for thirty years, and he has never heard such absurd jokes. Just relying on you, you still want my treasure. Go ahead and dream!"
"Stubborn!" The man in white robe was furious, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, and slashed at Zhang Zhi.
The whole body of this sword was dark, as if it was made of pure iron, emitting a faint black light.
"Whoosh!"
A sword light, mixed with dense Ghost Qi, slashed at Zhang Zhi head-on.
"Nine Nether Sword Art!" Zhang Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly sacrificed the Flying Sword, and blocked the sword glow.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise, Zhang Zhi snorted, and traces of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"hiss--"
The other Qianlei Sword Sect disciples around could not help but gasp.
Because none of them thought that Zhang Zhi, a Practitioner in the Foundation Establishment period, would be able to take the full blow of the Gold Core early stage, which is simply unbelievable!
"Who are you?" Zhang Zhi asked solemnly, wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I am the chief disciple of Qianlei Sword Sect, Yang Zhenyu!" the white-robed man said arrogantly.
"Oh? So you are that trash in Legendary, no wonder your cultivation speed is so slow." Zhang Zhi said mockingly: "But your Cultivation Base is very weak, and you are only at the Gold Core early stage."
"Hmph!" Yang Zhenyu snorted coldly, and said, "I admit that your strength is good, but if you want to beat me, it's just a dream, so die!"
After finishing speaking, he stepped on the void and ran towards Zhang Zhi.
"Huh!" Yang Zhenyu brandished his long sword and slashed at Zhang Zhi with strong murderous intent.
Faced with this powerful and heavy sword, Zhang Zhi did not panic at all, but appeared calm and composed.
Zhang Zhi holds the Flying Sword across his chest, runs the "Qingyun Sword Code", and the Sword intent in his body rushes into the Flying Sword crazily.
"Zheng!"
At the next moment, only a buzzing sound was heard, and the Flying Sword in Zhang Zhi's hand suddenly burst into bright light, and a ball of sharp sword light erupted from the tip of the sword, stabbing straight at Yang Zhenyu.
Pooh!
Zhang Zhi's move contained a majestic Sword intent, which was so powerful that Yang Zhenyu was caught off guard, and Zhang Zhi defeated the move.
"How...how is this possible?" Yang Zhenyu stared at Zhang Zhi in disbelief with his eyes wide open. He really couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhi would break through his own attack with all his strength.
Not only him, but even the other disciples of the Qianlei Sword Sect were stunned. They all witnessed Zhang Zhi's sword move from Yang Zhenyu just now, and they even gained the upper hand.
"Does he really have a Gold Core Cultivation Base?" Everyone looked at Zhang Zhi in disbelief.
Zhang Zhi smiled lightly and said, "Hehe... your Cultivation Base is not bad, but it's a pity that your state of mind can't keep up with your Realm, otherwise you wouldn't have lost so thoroughly."
After saying this, Zhang Zhi's tone suddenly changed: "Since it's over, then..."
While speaking, Zhang Zhi held the Flying Sword in his hand, and pointed at Yang Zhenyu: "Send you to heaven!"
"call out!"
A sharp Sword Ray flickered and rushed towards Yang Zhenyu.
This Sword Ray was like a dragon coming out of the water, tearing through the sky with unparalleled aura, and arrived in front of Yang Zhenyu in the blink of an eye.
"Oops!" Yang Zhenyu was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his long sword to block it.