Whoosh!

The airship was extremely fast and blocked Zhang Zhicheng's way.

"Death to the old man!"

Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were ferocious, and the Supreme Sun Saber was raised above his head, and he slashed down.

The shadow of the knife, as if drawing a knife to cut off the water, cut out suddenly, and then the sword glow, which was much larger than the spaceship, flew out and stood heavily on the spaceship.

Rumble!

At the moment when the blade glow hit the spaceship, a young man dressed in white who was more than snow stepped out slowly. His eyes were solemn and his body was surrounded by a rich purple aura.

I saw him holding the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur in his right hand, and the purple sword transformed from the seven-fold Dao will in his left hand, surrounded by the Beginless Demon Golden Sword.

The terrifying sword qi with the sevenfold Dao intent suddenly slashed out, turning into a supreme sword glow like a sky bridge in the void.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering collision sound, and many collapsed cracks appeared in the surrounding starry sky, which looked extremely terrifying.

It's a pity that although the sword glow is powerful, it is still weaker than the sword glow in the end.

I saw the sword glow shattered into countless pieces, and the sword glow was still rushing towards Zhuo Wen like a broken bamboo.

"Overestimating one's own strengths, just trying to stand in front of me, you are courting death!"

Zhang Zhicheng grinned, and his smile was full of irony. In his opinion, Zhuo Wen would definitely die under this knife.

However, the curvature of Zhang Zhicheng's mouth only lasted for a moment before it completely froze.

I saw that Zhuo Wen calmly took out a crystal clear ice lotus from the spirit ring, and immediately threw the ice lotus out, a chill that could freeze the entire starry sky surged out.

The sword glow was extremely fast, and it hit the ice lotus heavily, and immediately under his dazed gaze, the imposing sword glow was frozen into a crescent-shaped ice cube.

Click!

The crescent-shaped ice shattered in an instant, and then Zhuo Wen, who was holding two swords, jumped out of the countless ice fragments, and rushed to Zhang Zhicheng at an extremely fast speed, and he unceremoniously used his two swords "Destroy Dao Sword Art".

"Sword Dragon Slashes the Sky!"

Zhuo Wen stabbed out the purple sword with both hands, and the sword energy soared into the sky, intertwined with each other, and condensed into two shocking purple dragons who were weeping ghosts and gods.

These two giant dragons were constantly intertwined, enveloping Zhang Zhicheng's whole body with the momentum of the two dragons swallowing the pearl.

"break!"

Zhang Zhicheng quickly slashed out several knives, the lights of the knives intertwined, as if the sky was at the same time for three days, and instantly shattered two giant purple dragons.

"die!"

Zhang Zhicheng leaped out and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, this time he was completely intent on killing Zhuo Wen, if he killed this son, he would run away immediately.

It's a pity that Zhuo Wen stood where he was, not avoiding at all, and the mocking look on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

Zhang Zhicheng regained his senses, only hearing the violent sound of piercing the air behind him, he immediately thought of Di Ling, and his face changed slightly.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Zhicheng finally gave up Zhuo Wen and turned to face Di Ling.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and the two swords slashed out again. In the void, two huge phantoms of the territory actually appeared, and they smashed down heavily, making Zhang Zhicheng's body sink involuntarily.

Pooh!

Zhang Zhicheng was caught off guard and made a strike. Di Ling just caught the opportunity and swooped in with a halberd, piercing Zhang Zhicheng's chest with a sharp edge.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhicheng was quick-witted and avoided the critical point in time, otherwise, this blow could seriously injure him.

Zhang Zhicheng roared angrily, hating Zhuo Wen to the core.

I saw Zhang Zhicheng took out a scroll from the spirit ring, opened it instantly, bit his thumb open, and pressed his fingerprint on the scroll.

Then Zhang Zhicheng's momentum soared instantly, reaching the level of emptiness, and then he broke free from the restraint of Emperor Ling, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen with red eyes.

"Little bastard, you stop this old man again and again. If I don't kill you today, I will take your surname!"

Zhang Zhicheng's voice was full of resentment and horror, obviously he really hated Zhuo Wen.

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