Ancient Daoqing?

Young Grandmaster?

Isn't that Guo Yi?!

Who is the biggest enemy of Yanzimen? That is Guo Yi! Who is the object that Yanzimen wants to take revenge on, that is Guo Yi!

Now, the disciple of the Ancient Daoqing is right in front of him, how can this evil breath not be released?!

He Qiuming suppressed a wave of anger in his body, and asked in a deep voice, "Girl's master...... Is it the young grandmaster Guo Yi?!"

"Exactly!" Tang Ru nodded proudly.

"Since that's the case......" He Qiuming squinted his eyes, the cold light was revealed, and he grabbed a silver sword in his one-armed left hand, and suddenly stabbed at Tang Ru, and said angrily: "Then don't blame me for being polite!"

Several elders behind him gasped.

Unexpectedly, He Qiuming, who was about to bow his head and compromise just now, changed his mind after a second.

Tang Ru sneered: "Look for death!"

He Qiuming's strength is strong, but he can't compete with the power of Tang Ru's Heavenly Dao master. Tang Ru's right hand swirled in mid-air, and a strong air flow turned into a sharp edge and swept towards He Qiuming.

Bang bang......

He Qiuming turned attack into defense, and the sword flashed left and right continuously.

Tang Ru's spiritual power reverberated left and right under He Qiuming's left and right, and it came to naught. He Qiuming's strength is not bad. was able to block Tang Ru's attack with one arm. And it's not at a disadvantage. It can be seen that this old man did not spend this year in retreat, but sincerely comprehended many things that he had not been able to comprehend before.

"Hmph!" Tang Ru sneered and said, "This alone is not enough!"

"Guo Yi's disciple will die!" He Qiuming's eyes flashed with a ferocious look of fighting for his life, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He has a common enmity with my Yanzimen. Even if I can't kill the young grandmaster in this life, I will also kill the apprentice of the young grandmaster. I'm going to kill you!"

The last sentence was almost roared out.

Don't look at this old man, he is neither tall nor mighty, but this voice is indeed full of energy. A voice almost failed to burst people's eardrums.

"Can't kill my master, you want to kill me?" Tang Ru sneered and said, "If I am killed by you, won't it be a shame for my master?"

Tang Ru smiled disdainfully, and she suddenly jumped up.

The figure is like a red silk, elegant, fairy.

"Where to escape!" He Qiuming followed closely, the long sword in his hand followed, and the sword rays opened in the air.

Every sword ray was filled with an incomparably murderous aura.

The huge sword light fell, exploding a huge air current. If it hits a person's body, it will definitely leave a bloody hole. If it were an ordinary person, it was estimated that it would be destroyed on the spot. Even martial artists have to suffer somewhat.

Tang Ru is a person of the Heavenly Dao, and under the Heavenly Dao, he is not afraid.

The sword rays of that one after another were all momentized by the power of the true yuan condensed by the spiritual power. Every time the sword bloomed, it let out bursts of violent trembling. Tang Ru's figure was like a cloud drifting in the wind.

"Old man, if you want to find death, I will fulfill you!"

The voice fell.

Tang Ru stood in the sky, and when he reached the Heavenly Dao Realm, he could tread water and stand in the air. Break the mountain with one punch, and drain the sea with one palm.

"My master has nine types of supernatural powers, although he only passes on one style to me, but he can destroy you!"

Tang Ru was angry!

Guo Yi once warned Tang Ru that the nine-style divine power should not be used lightly. If it is not a last resort, it must not be used indiscriminately. Even if it is only the first type of void seal, it can also drain the power of the true element in the body in an instant, and in a short period of time, people will not be able to recover their spiritual power, and they will collapse and die in an instant.

"Void Seal!"

Tang Ru's right hand was raised slightly, like the Guanyin Bodhisattva above the Nine Heavens, his expression was calm, his movements were soft, and behind the seemingly calm and calm, there was an endless power of killing.

The fingers are stamped in a strange motion.

Then, a huge air blade was condensed in his hand.

"Slash!"

Tang Ru's face froze, like a heavenly judgment and a heavenly enforcer. The right hand raised high fell suddenly. In an instant, a dark cloud rushed towards him, and a giant sword condensed with the power of True Yuan fell from the sky.

"Not good!"

He Qiuming was shocked, and when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late. He hurriedly used his Gang Qi to protect his body, and frantically injected the Gang Qi in his body into the silver sword. And with a slim silver sword, he resisted Tang Ru's vast sword.

Bang!

The vast sword, like a devastating one, easily cut off He Qiuming's silver sword and broke his defenses.

He Qiuming watched the sword that slashed the sky and the earth fall from the sky, he suddenly showed a desperate look, seeing that he was about to die, he could only close his eyes and mutter: "Woo hoo lament, old and decayed in this life...... It's not worth it!"

When a sword falls, it often turns into a smear of flesh and splashes on the Gobi Desert.

On the ground, a crack stretched from Tang Ru's feet all the way forward, like a centipede winding and climbing on the ground, which was a bit miserable.

A sword fell, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and dust rose on the ground, making people dare not look directly.

"Master He!"

Behind him, several elders looked sad. Unexpectedly, He Qiuming, who had only been in power for a year in Yanzimen, died again. It's only been a long time since the Swallow Gate has fallen two heads in a row. One died in the hands of Guo Yi, and the other died in the hands of Guo Yi's disciples.

"My swallow door is finished......"

"It's over, it's over, there will be no martial arts grandmaster in my Swallow Sect from now on!"

Several elders wept and wept, as if they had foreseen the future of the Swallow Gate. A sect that doesn't even have a martial arts grandmaster is destined to be a miserable sect, and it is destined to be a sect with no future!

The dust settles and the sun slants in the west.

Tang Ru looked at the blood-colored sunset on the horizon and raised his head: "Master, the apprentice has not insulted the prestige of Master. ”

In this battle, Tang Ru used the magical powers taught by Guo Yi for the first time.

Although the spiritual power in her body was instantly drained, she saw the power of supernatural powers, and also let her see the power of the way of cultivation. It's much, much stronger than a martial artist. Tang Ru stood in place, the wind blew her long skirt, above the desolate desert, she was a beautiful landscape, however, it was this beautiful scenery that was stained with blood on her hands.

"You ...... Do you want to?" asked Tang Ru with squinted eyes.

"Serve!"

"We serve, we will never dare to trouble the girl!"

They fell to their knees, begging for mercy. Several elders did not have the backbone of Chu Mingfei, Qiuminghe, and He Qiuming.

Back then, Chu Mingfei knew that he was invincible, but he still fought with Guo Yi with his life. Even if it is He Qiuming, he has much more backbone than them. At least he never flinched, and he never disgraced Swallow Gate.

"Alas......"

Tang Ru sighed and said, "It's time to go back, Master has suffered from this great calamity and torture...... How can I leave him?"

After speaking, Tang Ru turned around and returned to the desert. Step by step towards the depths of the desert, the setting sun stretched her figure for a long time.

(End of chapter)