Chapter 501: The Thousand-Year Agreement
After Gu Yin was eliminated, Zhuoli paused for a moment.
Seeing this, Song Baiyi and Fang Zijian focused their attention.
The only people who came here were Song Baiyi, Fang Zijian and Gu Yin.
After all, these three people are the most powerful trio in Daotian Sect, and their strength has reached the realm of True Immortal.
But facing Zhuoli, they felt they couldn't even exert half of their usual strength.
But now, they also know that if they continue to passively take the beating, they will only lose miserably. They must show all their true talents and skills!
Taking advantage of the moment when Zhuoli was repelling Gu Yin, the two seemed to have anticipated it and drew their swords in an instant! Both of them activated their sword intent, and above their heads, the rolling black clouds began to rotate continuously, turning into a vortex-like strange phenomenon.
And in the tips of their swords, there was a spiral of sword energy that could easily strangle someone as they swung towards Zhuoli!
The two sword energies are both different.
However, the sword intent contained in it is the strongest murderous aura in the world!
Even the aura flowing in the space turned into a spiral cyclone visible to the naked eye! Bang!
Two sword energies fell violently behind Zhuoli, at such a fast speed that everything fell like lightning.
But Zhuoli didn't show any sign of emotion at all. The two sword energies slashed his back, but didn't even leave a trace.
"What a strong defense..." Fang Zijian said in a deep voice.
Although this sword is not their full strength, it is also a real means.
But when it fell on Zhuoli, it felt like tickling.
They quickly distanced themselves from each other. If their move failed, they could not stay there for long, otherwise...
Before this thought came to his mind, Fang Zijian felt a chill.
When he looked at the place where Zhuoli was before, there was no sign of Zhuoli there. Not good!
Fang Zijian secretly cried out that it was not good, and hurriedly used his sword to block backwards, just in time to block Zhuoli's palm! Boom! !
In an instant, Fang Zijian's entire body instantly penetrated the ground and fell directly into the abyss!
At this moment, there was only one person left, Song Baiyi.
"The senior's strength is truly unfathomable." Song Baiyi said with a wry smile.
“If I hadn’t lowered my realm to be on par with you, you wouldn’t even have the chance to attack. Your strength is still too weak.” Zhuoli said in a deep voice.
"What you have taught me is correct, senior." Song Baiyi said with a bow.
"Don't think I'll let you go like this. I've told you the old rules. If you lose, you'll be beaten." Zhuoli said mercilessly.
After saying that, Zhuoli raised his hand.
A dark red demonic energy condensed on his palm! Seeing this, Song Baiyi became extremely solemn.
Even if they are indeed defeated, they must take this final blow with all their strength!
Otherwise, wouldn't it seem that she hasn't made any progress in all these years? "Senior, come on!"
Song Baiyi was ready.
Zhuoli had no expression on his face, and used the simplest method to slap his palm! Boom! !
In an instant, this evil spirit vibrated in the space, and even the cyclone in front of Song Baiyi became distorted! The sword intent she exerted was intertwined in the space, but was constantly shattered by the powerful aura of Zhuoli! She couldn't stop this aura!
This time, they will end up in a miserable defeat again.
Buzz! At this moment, the sound of a sword pierced through the space, and sonic booms continued to be heard, instantly reaching in front of Song Baiyi.
That powerful demonic energy instantly dissipated under the influence of this magic sword!
"What!"
This scene shocked everyone instantly!
The disciples of Daotian Sect below thought that the matter was over. After all, for those old disciples, they had seen these scenes many times, and they always ended in a miserable defeat.
This time, at least the leader and his men could still make some moves, but facing Zhuoli, the gap in strength was still too great.
No one expected that at this moment, a divine sword would be summoned to block Zhuoli's attack! Who was it?
Could it be the headmaster? At this moment.
Song Baiyi was also surprised. She knew very well that this sword was not wielded by her, and it was impossible for her to wield it.
Moreover, this divine sword could so easily defeat the evil spirit released by Zhuoli, and the sword power on the divine sword was still strong and lingering. Who else could it be? She could only think of one person.
The person who has not appeared in sight for five thousand years.
Jiang Ming!
Not only her, Zhuoli also had a slightly different look in his eyes after seeing the magic sword, and a smile he had never had before gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Jiang Ming, I thought you were no longer in this plane. Now that you are back, why don't you show up and fight with me?"
Zhuoli said in a deep voice: "You are four thousand years late for the thousand-year agreement."
Jiang Ming?
Who is that? For most of the disciples, this name is very unfamiliar.
Only a small number of elders know this name. Once it is spoken, it is enough to scare people all over the continent.
That was the ancestor of their Daotian Sect. Apart from the founder Li Daotian, the rest were the seven uncles! Not long after Zhuoli finished speaking, there was a dead silence below.
Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, not daring to breathe.
As if afraid of missing something between breaths.
After a while, a human figure faintly emerged at the front end of the magic sword.
The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his robes showed his free and easy demeanor. As the breeze blew through the air, he looked like a handsome young man.
master……
Song Baiyi's heart trembled.
After all these years, Jiang Ming is still the same as before, without any change.
"You're back as expected!" Zhuoli's eyes were full of fighting spirit!
"During the years when you were away, I was very bored. I even fought with the so-called Immortal King. But their strength is still not worth using all my strength."
Jiang Ming put his hands behind his back with a faint smile on his face.
"It seems that your strength has indeed recovered to its peak over the years, or even become stronger." Jiang Ming said with a smile.
"Thanks to you, I am very eager to fight with you, so I am always waiting to fight with you in the most perfect posture." Zhuoli said.
"As you wish, I can fight with you, but this place seems a little too narrow." Jiang Ming said after looking around.
"Of course I know." Zhuoli said and waved his hand.
In an instant, a dark red crack appeared between the two! Obviously, this crack led to the battlefield that Zhuoli had prepared!
Zhuoli didn't say anything and walked straight towards the space crack.
Jiang Ming had nothing to say about this. Under everyone's gaze, he stepped directly into the space crack.
After the two entered, the space crack disappeared.
Leaving everyone standing below, looking unconscious.
What happened just now? Is that man in the gorgeous robe the founder of Daotian Sect?
He...really came back?!
(End of this chapter)
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