Zeluoju, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression. He was a master of exterior scenes and had not even climbed one level of the ladder. There was still a gulf-like gap between him and the realm of enlightenment.

At this time, you are in a stalemate with a junior?

He can't accept it!

Before coming, Zeluo Ju thought about many situations. There was someone protecting Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng would take revenge on him if he survived, Zhao Heng simply ran away so that he could not find anyone... and so on.

But there was only one possibility that he never thought about - what if he couldn't take down Zhao Heng?

It’s a joke, can’t you get a clue about the outdoor scene in Tangtang?

Before today, Zeluoju didn't believe it.

If the first level of the outdoor scene can defeat the second and third levels, it is not surprising because everyone is in the smaller stage. It is also acceptable that the fifth and sixth levels of enlightenment can defeat the eighth and ninth levels of enlightenment.

But only Kaiqiao is better than location, which is an anecdote that has never happened in ancient times. Generally speaking, if a Kaiqiao rookie escapes safely from the hands of a strong person on location, they will be written up in a big book, and even directly promoted in the rankings.

Counterattack...

While the name of this enlightened hero has been immortalized in history, the one on location will also be infamy for thousands of years.

"I don't accept this ending!

"

Zeluoju was furious, and the sword light became more and more weird. He took off the eye mask with his other hand, and his empty left eye suddenly lit up with a faint green light. There seemed to be fish-like things swimming and circling in it, and the surroundings suddenly

There were echoes of the ghosts of injustice, and it became dark and sinister.

His left eye was gouged out by the crying old man because of a mistake, but as a blessing in disguise, he mastered an extremely difficult evil skill - "Netherworld Evil Eye", which is also one of the origins of his nickname "Evil Sword"

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As soon as the "Netherworld Evil Eye" came out, his sword power became more and more evil and cold, as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, and thousands of souls were wailing in harmony with it.

Even if Zhao Heng pushed the Emperor's Dragon Sword to the extreme, the sound of the dragon's roar could not suppress the howling of the fierce ghost, and it was gradually pushed into a disadvantage, struggling to hold on.

The green light in Zeluo Ju's eyes became more and more intense, almost compressing Zhao Heng's golden sword light into a small light spot that could be extinguished at any time.

But no matter how ups and downs the golden light goes, it remains stable and remains immortal under the stranglehold of the green and black evil sword light.

Like weeds that cannot be burned away by wildfire, they always grow back in unexpected places.

Zhao Heng's resilience exceeded Zeluoju's expectations.

"Netherworld Evil Eye" is Zeluoju's ultimate move. It is used for two reasons: it consumes too much and cannot be used as a regular move, or the sequelae are serious and it is not used if possible.

"Netherworld Evil Eye" takes up all of these two items.

Although it provides Zeluoju with powerful blessings, if he cannot win within the blessing time, once it is consumed excessively, it will turn into a talisman for his own death.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the gradual depletion of his spiritual power, Ze Luo Juzai couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Why are you so resistant?! Why aren't you dead yet?!"

It was obvious that he was anxious.

When he became anxious, Zhao Heng became more secure.

The dragon can be big or small, it can attack or defend, it can coil or sit. When the coiling dragon sword is spread out, no matter how fierce Zeluoju's sword skills are, it will be difficult to break through the golden defensive circle.

The most he could do was to use his stronger body to knock Zhao Heng back step by step, but Zhao Heng's steps were not messy even though he retreated, and his sword was still intact, always keeping a spark alive.

“Ahhhh!

"

Zeluo Ju's sword power became more and more crazy. Zhao Heng's mouth was filled with blood, but his eyes were shining brightly and a smile appeared on his face.

"Your knife is messed up!"

He finally changed his sword power and used a simple "Yunlong Exploring Claw" to pierce through the flaw in Zeluoju's sword technique and cut towards the opponent's wrist.

This sword was both fast and cruel, so if Luo Ju didn't want to lose his sword-wielding hand, he could only withdraw his sword and defend himself.

But this defense gave Zhao Heng a chance.

He was like a spring that was oppressed to the extreme. At this moment, he suddenly relaxed the external force, and suddenly it was like a surging river that was out of control.

The sharp sword light was deadly in every move, and each move was aimed at Zeluoju's weak spot. Thirteen swords in a row forced Zeluoju back thirteen steps!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The forced Zeluoju became angry and ferocious. He simply gave up his defense and put on a posture of perishing together. Regardless of the incoming sword light, he stabbed Zhao Heng in front of him with a knife.

Door.

He was just betting that Zhao Heng, the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, could not exchange lives with him!

In the past many years, Zeluoju had won many bets and could not kill many disciples from famous families. This time, he still believed in his intuition.

But just when the swords of both sides were about to reach their bodies, Zhao Heng's figure suddenly dispersed, and more than a dozen figures appeared, one after another, like a golden dragon wagging its tail, passing by the enemy.

Behind Zeluoju, those phantoms dispersed and reunited, and became one person again, it was Zhao Heng who slowly sheathed his sword.

"you!"

Zeluo Ju's neck was bleeding, and he said "ho ho" twice, as if he was accusing Zhao Heng of cheating with his physical skills.

Unfortunately, this accusation was not accepted.

The forbidden illusion world was released, and Zhao Heng looked up at the sky.

The yellow sand that had been covering the sky over the Western Region all day long was swept away, the sky was bright, lead clouds hung low, and cyan electric lights wandered and lingered in the clouds like dragons and snakes.

Boom!

The thunder turned into a beam of light and struck Zhao Heng's head.

Heavenly calamity!

Anyone who reaches heaven in one step will surely suffer disaster from heaven.

Zhao Heng's way has come true.

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Southern wilderness.

The Gu God clone saw dark clouds gathering in the sky, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked through the empty door towards a temple.

It is mainly black and blood-colored, with human bones and mutilated limbs engraved on it, with all kinds of ferocious appearances. On the front door are three large characters full of murderous anger:

"Shura Temple"

A black and red escaping light was about to fly out of the temple.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Mengnan, please stay."
Chapter completed!