The next moment Zilong took the sword, his explosive air suddenly burst out and he flew with the sword. The oscillating source energy rolled from Zilong. Holding the first move of Zhufengliu Dancing Sword, Zilong used the Tianjue state and launched a thunder fast attack!

Zilong was in the state of Tianjue and was extremely fast. The scar man and others saw the silver light again. Another of their accomplices fell into a pool of blood without even screaming.

The wind and sand around were already annoying, and the Zhufengliu dance sword in Zilong's hand was even more dazzling. The scar man and the other two did not even see Zilong's sword clearly.

Since Zilong Zhufengliu danced his sword, only five breaths have passed, these five peak fourth-level cultivation scums have already died.

The death of the two accomplices directly caused the three men, including the Scar man, to sweat coldly. After a half-beat slow, the three men finally reacted. They released their source energy, held knives, forks, and sticks, and used various means to fight fiercely with Zilong in Tianjue's state.

Dust is everywhere, the wind is blew, and the original true energy is turbulent among the stones and sand. The collision of weapons is rumbling, like thunder!

Zilong's Zhufengliu Dance Sword was like a dragon entering the sea in the wind and sand, and its power was powerful. Zilong, with his own strength, actually waved Zhufengliu Dance Sword and launched a fierce sword attack on the scar men and three men.

The source energy of the three of them formed a wave, resisting Zilong's attack together, and they seemed to be unable to withstand it.

The Zhufengliu Dance Sword is originally the Zhufeng Sword, which is like a fish in water in the drought desert where wind and sand are flooded. In addition, the amplitude in the state of Tianjue is increased and the speed after Zilong escapes from the binding of the vibrating magnetic wrist guards, the three men, including the scar man, cannot catch Zilong's sword moves at all.

In desperation, they had to form a ball with their backs against each other, each storing the attack in their eyes. But even so, Zilong's elegance as wind, its momentum was as heavy as thunder, and its dazzling sword skills made the three of them break their mouths and their arms sore.

The three of them looked bitter and supported by Zilong's crazy attack. Fortunately, the three of them had the strong origin of the true qi that was connected to the branches, so that they were not instantly defeated by Zilong's fierce attack.

In an instant, the two of them were defeated by one and three, Zilong's combat power was amazing!

Without using the spirit transformation and element release, even ordinary fifth-level kings will find it difficult to resist Zilong at this time.

It can be said that Zilong, who is under the Heavenly Victory, has a speed, power, and explosion that is perfectly comparable to an average fifth-level peak king. Coupled with the wind-chasing blade in his hand, Zilong is enough to despise almost any low-level monk in the world.

The exquisite sword skills Zilong used under the guidance of Zhufeng Liuwu's sword, which are similar to those used when he fought against Ye Song in Lotte City. This sword skills that are as elegant as the wind, as thunder, and as heavy as a thousand pounds are the Fengfeng sword techniques created by senior Shen Liuwu back then.

Although the sword soul of Zhufengliuwu Sword was born from Zilong, the formation of its sword embryo has a great connection with Shen Liuwu. The sword soul of Zhufengliuwu Sword is guiding Zilong to practice the Fengfeng Sword Technique of Senior Shen Liuwu based on the distant memories deep in his soul...

Looking at Zilong who was fighting against Yu Yong, the three of them complained with an ugly look. They never expected that such a seemingly childish boy would be so powerful.

Using the special ability of the Ding Shen Bead to converge the fluctuations of the source energy and increase one's own control over the original true energy, this is something Zilong is accustomed to. However, there are always some people like scar men who like to judge people by their appearance and use their first perception of their spiritual sense to judge people's strength.

Feeling the fluctuations of the source energy in Zilong's fourth-level peak state, looking at the wonderful sword skills that dazzled them and were frequently injured, the three people, including the scar man, regretted their intestines.

Their strength is not above the same level as this young man!

Moreover, these three people knew very well that if they were passive and kept going, once one person could not hold on, and waiting for the three of them would be a disaster.

What made them cry without tears was that Zilong's sword was as fast as a sudden rain, and the tip of the sword was covered with densely like raindrops. When they were defending with all their might, they had already wiped several swords, with blood marks... They had no power to fight back at all.

Just as Zilong was waving his sword and was intoxicated by the sword move guided by Zhufengliu Sword, the ghost in the black ring came to Zilong with a reminder:

"Zilong, be careful! The sandstorm is coming!"

Zilong was stunned when he heard the sound. When he glanced at him, he saw a yellow vortex standing up from afar, rolling up thousands of feet of sand and stones, and roaring. This huge sandstorm vortex was coming straight towards them!

Zilong's face was solemn, and then he accelerated the rhythm of the attack. Zilong vowed to kill these three cultivators here before the sandstorm came.

However, the three people in desperate situation hugged each other tightly. With the source energy still at a disadvantage, Zi Longzhen had no choice but to deal with these three people in a short period of time.

Moreover, in the two-minute Tianjue state, the original true qi in the Zilong Dan source was almost gone, and several meridian channels in his body had begun to cause faint pain.

In just less than half a minute, the yellow sandstorm of the sky swept across the area where the four of them were!

The three men, including the scar man, saw the overwhelming yellow sand and dust rolling into a huge storm, and their eyes showed deep despair.

"Zilong, don't worry about them! Run! This sandstorm is extraordinary, far from what you can resist now!" The ghost heard a urging voice at Zilong.

Zilong, who was still attacking, was sweating because he could already feel the wild sand and flying stones rising around him.

Zilong was also anxious, but he still didn't want to let these three people go.

I saw that at this extremely urgent moment, a huge change suddenly happened among the three people who were standing on a ball of back, angrily storming and resisting Zilong.

The scar man suddenly turned around and slapped each of his two accomplices who were facing his back!

Under the strong wind, the scar man easily knocked the two people out of danger, and the direction in which the two people flew was Zilong.

Zilong, who was considering whether to retreat, was stunned when he saw this situation, then he protected his body from the source energy, dodged left and right, and avoided the two people flying towards him.

After Zilong avoided the quilt, the two men's bodies were directly swept into the sandstorm without any ability to resist. Under the hurricane and the rolling sandstone, the bodies of the two men were crushed almost instantly, turning into a ball of blood mist, and being sucked into the sandstorm.

Seeing the terrifying power of the sandstorm, Zilong's forehead slid down. When he turned around, the scar man had already run away.

Zilong took a breath, held Zhu Fengliuwu in his hand, and swung his sword! Above Zhu Fengliuwu's sword, a silver light gushed out, and the formed silver light sword energy chased the scar man.

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind, the scarred man turned around and was in shock.

Seeing that the silver sword energy was about to hit the scar man's head, a stone blown by the strong wind suddenly flew up and blocked the scar man's body.

Zilong's last blow of the silver sword energy was blocked by the stone!

The aftermath of the silver light sword energy made the scarred man's face heat up, but it did not cause any fatal damage to him.

The scar man then ran away quickly without looking back.

Looking at the silver sword energy blocked by the stones, Zilong panted and cursed.

Under the obstruction of the sand storm and wind, Zilong, whose Dan Source was almost exhausted, no longer had the ability to chase and kill the scar man. Looking at the sand storm that came instantly, Zilong hurriedly injected all the last source energy from the Dan Source into the Zhufengliu Dance Sword in his hand.

Zilong held the Zhufengliuwu sword in both hands. The silver light suddenly rose and broke through the wind and sand, touching Zilong's body and quickly fled from the sandstorm.

However, the scope of this sandstorm is so easy to escape. Even if the sword dances through the wind can break through the wind, the dust sand raised by the sandstorm still submerges Zilong in it... Even the scar man who ran away in advance was not spared, and was also covered by thick sand and dust...

Yellow sand covers the sky, stones fly over, and people affected by sandstorms do not see the sun above, and do not step on the loess below... Under the terrifying power of nature, even the fourth-level peak cultivator seems so fragile and powerless.

Life, death, misfortune and fortune are all based on the will of God.

The huge sandstorm moved the sand, stones and dust within a radius of ten miles, swept across the arid desert without chance, sweeping everything... This is a huge disaster!

...

This sudden sandstorm ran rampant in the drought desert for three hours. There were no less than twenty low-level monks who died in the sandstorm. They were injured by severe sand and stones, and even had more than fifty people missing their arms and legs.

In addition, the place where the sandstorm passes is like a sea of ​​rushing mountains and seas. Everything that touches the center of the sandstorm is destroyed with a destruction... Although, there seems to be nothing in this drought desert except sand, stones, people, and poisonous substances.

After the sandstorm subsided, the drought desert caused a rare tranquility.

The wind and sand that whistled on weekdays was whistling constantly, and it even took a rest for the first time.

The windless desert without chance even makes the vision clearer.

And somewhere unknown, a seemingly ordinary sandy land suddenly trembled without warning.

A moment later, a strong man actually came out of the sand!

The man's face was flushed and he was breathing the air from the outside world in a big mouth. His face was comfortable and he looked like he had a happy life after the disaster.

After resting for a while, the man looked at his body, which had no other damage except for a few sword wounds and a few scratches. When he was about to laugh, he found a burst of pain on his face.

"Ah...ah, it hurts!"

This strong man who survived the disaster was the scar man who escaped from Zilong's sword.

The scar man hurriedly took out a bronze mirror from the storage ring. The moment the bronze mirror looked at his face, the scar man was stunned.

After a moment, a tragic roar came out, and the sorrow turned to a long time.

"No!!!"

This scared man with a two-inch scar on his face was added to his face with a narrow long sword wound with blood on his face!
Chapter completed!