As soon as the black fog closed, I only saw that there was a strange black shield in front of Zhen Zhuoming. A sword several feet long swam like a living thing, like a poisonous snake, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

And where Zhen Zhuoming was standing just now, there were several unfathomable cracks, all of which were caused by the sword and shield of the two of them striking each other just now.

Zhao Lianyun was held by Zhen Zhuoming with one hand, and at this time, this girl did not have the domineering killing intent when she faced He Qi before.

The old man in gold stood in place, calm and calm.

And Zhen Zhuoming in front of him was like a great enemy, and there was a faint nervousness and jealousy in his expression, so he made a judgment compared to the two.

The fighting method has only just started for such a short time, and the other party will take the lead, Zhen Zhuoming regards the old man in the golden robe in front of him as a great enemy, he has to not admit it, the opponent seems to be stronger than him.

But those who cultivate swords are most afraid of admitting defeat without a fight.

Kill!

Zhen Zhuoming drank in his heart, a little chainsaw sword, the sword light was dazzling, and it was quickly enlarged.

The golden-robed man laughed loudly when he saw it: "This is a bit like the sword cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Gate", this person did not dodge, nor did he have the slightest fear, his right hand directly summoned.

"Huh" The white knife light flew back into his hand, and the body of this knife was a small knife like white jade.

Zhen Zhuoming didn't plan to wait for the other party to sacrifice the knife and make a move after he was completely ready.

With a little sword light that was more than ten zhang long, the chainsaw sword fell with a bang.

I saw that the other party did not sacrifice the jade knife in his hand, but pushed it out to the top of his head with a palm, and the golden air cannon suddenly turned into a small golden umbrella again.

This small umbrella flowed down with golden brilliance, guarding both the golden-robed person and Shi Chen.

Shi Chen couldn't see the harm of the small umbrella, but when he saw that the giant sword above his head was much bigger than the small umbrella, he thought he was scared.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, the wind overflowed and rattled.

At this time, Shi Chen only felt that he was floating in the rain, and the golden umbrella above his head was crumbling.

At the same time, he himself was staggered by this strong wind, and it was difficult for him to gain a foothold.

For a moment, Shi Chen was terrified.

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to die, just now I thought that this local tyrant Jin was a peerless master, how do you know that he is also a master with low eyes, if he can't beat it, he won't dodge?"

In fact, this is all Shi Chen's illusion and lack of knowledge.

The Dragon and Tiger Monks fought each other, and it was very natural for the magic weapon of protection to receive such a small impact, and the Dragon and Tiger Monks were like being tickled in the face of this small impact fluctuation.

Zhen Zhuoming is a peak monk in the middle stage of the Dragon and Tiger, and so is this golden-robed man.

Both of them are monks of the same level, and with the ability of the gold-robed people, they can't be absolutely calm under the attack of the monks of the same level, under their golden umbrella.

The golden-robed man grabbed Shi Chen, and Shi Chen calmed down in fear.

He looked around again, and at the moment when he shook just now, the overflowing strong wind leveled all the dirt slopes within a radius of nearly 100 zhang, and the trees that existed before the soil slopes were completely destroyed and turned into a piece of withered powder.

Shi Chen was dumbfounded for a moment.

This result is really shocking, this golden-robed man is much stronger than his previous nominal father Shi Qingye.

Zhen Zhuoming was shocked in his heart, and the opponent's golden little umbrella-shaped magic weapon and knife-shaped magic weapon were very good at attacking and defending, and it was extremely difficult to defeat this person.

There doesn't seem to be such a person in several major sects in Zezhou, Zhen Zhuoming said in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency's means are extraordinary, why do you have to be the enemy of the Heavenly Sword Sect to protect this disciple!"

The golden-robed man sneered: "Is this kid behind me molesting the girl behind you?" My Fair Lady, the gentleman is so begging, or let's just make these two people into a pair!"

Shi Chen's heart completely defeated his fear at this time, and said happily:

"Uncle Jin, if you can help me marry Fairy Zhao, I will listen to you Uncle Jin for the rest of my life!"

Zhao Lianyun has black and green silk like splashing ink, this appearance can be regarded as peerless, and it is when he is young and arrogant, and the imagined Lang Jun in his heart must be a handsome and chic young man in the wind.

Of course, this is just appearance, Zhao Lianyun is not an ignorant girl who marries just by looking at her appearance.

She also has to see if the other party's potential and family background are worthy of her. This is not a good match.

In her opinion, she herself is not perfect.

She is looking forward to a perfect heavenly lady to pamper her, guide her, and protect her.

It's just that she has a high starting point, and there are very few who can reach the perfect heavenly lady she imagined.

At this time, Shi Chen, a fat pig-like man, was showing goodwill, and he had the urge to vomit for a while.

Zhen Zhuoming said angrily: "This is the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sword Sect, you are a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

The golden-robed man sneered and said: "The carp turns into a dragon, there are things in the world, don't bully the poor young man, don't look at Shi Xiaoyou now, maybe your sect saint daughter is really related to Shi Xiaoyou!"

Shi Chen is a horse who doesn't know how long he is, and people don't know how ugly he is, this is the closest he is to the lover of his dreams, Shi Chen is extremely striving:

"That's it, this senior, in my heart has always regarded Fairy Zhao as his wife, I have accepted more than a dozen concubines, many women want to sit on the position of wife, but I did not hesitate to divorce the woman who has this idea from the house, and my wife Shi identified is Fairy Zhao alone. ”

In the depths of Zhao Lianyun's beautiful eyes, a trace of chill flashed, and she shouted angrily: "Dead fat pig, if you insult me today, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Zhao Lianyun's body flashed out from Zhen Zhuoming's side.

The golden-robed man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and with a finger, a golden aura flew out from his fingertips, like a spiritual snake, rolling towards Zhao Lianyun.

"It's going to be bad" Zhen Zhuoming shouted in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly followed to get Zhao Lianyun back, and the golden-robed man took advantage of this opportunity to take the lead.

"Die!", a long howl came, and a dazzling whistling sound of knife light slashed down on this Zhen Zhuoming's head.

The golden-robed man was trying to kidnap Zhao Lianyun while lurking with one of his strongest attacks.

Kidnapping Zhao Lianyun or severely injuring the opponent, if one of the two succeeds, he will win a big victory.

Zhen Zhuoming held his magic weapon, the Overlord Shield, and frantically urged Zhenyuan.

But after his magic weapon Overlord Shield was completely activated, and the other party's spell quickly circled towards Zhao Lianyun, according to Zhao Lianyun's skills, he would definitely not be able to deal with it.

Zhen Zhuoming had no choice but to divide another part of his mana, conjuring up a black python and hooking it towards Zhao Lianyun, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Fortunately, Zhen Zhuoming was closer to Zhao Lianyun, and he made a move later, but he succeeded first.

As soon as the black python bent its body, it wrapped around Zhao Lianyun's small waist, and then returned to Zhen Zhuoming's side.

But at this time, the sword light above his head was close at hand, and Zhen Zhuoming's overlord shield had not been completely activated, and there were still several layers of scales on the scales that made up the shield that had not lit up with gray light.

Zhen Zhuoming was in a hurry, and hurriedly bit his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the overlord shield.

This jet-black overlord shield flashed with black light, and the mystical prohibitions carved by the caster on each scale were all stimulated by Zhen Zhuoming's essence and blood.

In front of the overlord shield, countless thin black and black filaments appeared, firmly protecting Zhen Zhuoming in the middle, like a silkworm cocoon in spring, with all-round protection without dead ends.

The slashed sword light slashed at the spring cocoon with a hissing sound.

When the cocoon shattered, there was a blasting sound, and the sword light slashed at the body of the Overlord Shield, leaving a deep knife mark on it, and the knife almost decided the victory.

(End of chapter)