In the city of Bianjing, the people of the Song Dynasty still lived the same life as before, and seemed to be no different from usual.

But outside the city of Bianjing, a shocking war broke out.

The way is different, and we do not plan for each other.

Since Zhou Tong, a master of military strategists, failed to reach an agreement with Taoist masters on changing dynasties, a battle is naturally indispensable.

Zhang Ziyang would not let Zhou Tong leave so easily, and Zhou Tong also wanted to weigh Zhang Ziyang's Taoist practice.

Light rises above the nine heavens.

One hundred and eight Zhoutian star powers fell from the sky with Zhou Tong's inhalation, and were colorful and turned into a ten-foot sword. A powerful and inexplicable murderous intent penetrated out of the sword.

"The military corps' capital Tianbao Mirror absorbs the power of 108 stars and uses it for oneself. It is indeed magical." The old Taoist said in admiration.

Although he was admiring, his face was as calm as water. It seemed that the sword that was very intimidating to others, whether it was ordinary people, the ministers and emperors of the Song Dynasty, and even Lu Yun was not worth worrying about him.

"I have been practicing Tianbaojian for many years, and I want to know whether it is strong or not." Zhou Tong looked at the old Taoist's calm face and suddenly laughed. When the sword moved slightly, a suction force was indescribable.

Inspired by the suction, thousands of rocks floated from the ground and spread densely in the air like countless solidified raindrops.

A rain suddenly came.

Rain on the rocks.

The rocks that were as solid as the mountains were roaring and falling, like a magnificent rain on a summer night, slamming into the mountains, instantly causing countless pits to appear among the hard cliffs, splashing out gravel that covered the sky and the sun.

The old Taoist stood among the stone rain in the sky, without moving at all, just looking upwards.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier in the void.

Let the stone rain fall in the sky, and reach three feet in front of the old Taoist, it suddenly disappears without a trace.

It never seems to have appeared.

The stone rain fell and disappeared.

You can't hurt the old Taoist every little bit.

The stone rain is endless, and it seems that there will never be a stop.

The old Taoist finally turned his back.

The stone rains all over the sky will never rise again.

The old Taoist pointed out and faced Zhou Tong.

A little purifying meaning.

Feeling the purest purification in the world, the ten-foot treasure knife above Zhou Tong's head turned into a three-foot treasure knife and fell into his hand.

The sword passed by him horizontally, like a straight line, whistling the cloak, brushing all obstacles.

However, as soon as this powerful knife came out, it was purified into nothingness.

The power of the old Taoist purifying seems to be able to return everything to its original source.

Defence is invincible, killing is also invincible.

"I am worthy of being the Taoist genius Old Man Zhang!"

Zhou Tong cursed in his heart, but his figure suddenly retreated. When he appeared the next moment, he was already thirty feet away.

He led Zhou Tian Xing power, and cut his sword horizontally and vertically towards the front.

It is the simplest line cutting.

The way is simple.

Each knife is a perfect cutting of space and heaven and earth, evenly and balanced.

No matter how big or small the cutting lines go deeper and more subtle.

All the rocks between dozens of feet were broken into powder.

All the shivering grass and trees on the ground were broken into powder.

The wind passing through the mountains is broken into powder.

Even the space between the two old men was cut into pieces.

As for the old Taoist's intention to purify, it became dim and began to shatter due to the fragmentation of the space.

The purification intention is no longer in this space, so how can it be purified?

The old Taoist looked at the countless thin and invisible lines in front of him and sighed deep in his heart.

This fellow Taoist from the military ranks finally showed his trump card.

The sword intent is so strong that it can even cut through the space!

If the space is broken, the purifying intention will naturally not hurt fellow Taoists.

This fellow Daoist Zhou has made great progress over the years!

However, it seems a bit of a loss of space to deal with him.

It’s not difficult to break the space.

Since Fellow Daoist Zhou was about to break, he sent Fellow Daoist Zhou to break the void.

The old Taoist reached out and pointed it out again.

Countless thin and invisible lines in front of Zhou Tong suddenly became thicker.

And, constantly extending.

From thin lines that cannot be seen clearly, they have become thick lines that are visible to the naked eye.

It has changed from thick lines to faces.

In the void, a black hole gradually emerged.

"Old Man Zhang, are you crazy?" As soon as the black hole appeared, Zhou Tong's expression became extremely difficult to see, as if he had encountered something he least wanted to see.

Of course he didn't want to see it.

He still has a lot to do, but now he has ascended, isn’t he leaving too many regrets?

Besides, ascension is risky.

Besides, he is not a Taoist person, so what should he do if he ascends to the ground?

However, things now do not seem to be decided by Zhou Tong.

The old Taoist continued to wave his hand, and black holes were born.

Black holes wrapped around Zhou Tong and were about to swallow Zhou Tong.

"Old man Zhang, if you want me to die, I will also take you to die together!"

Zhou Tong was extremely angry and opened his mouth and exclaimed again. The endless power of the stars was pulled over and turned into a divine sword, slashing beside the old Taoist.

One knife, two knife, three, four knife, five knife, six knife, seven or eight knife.

Nine swords, ten swords, eleven swords, twelve and thirty-three million swords.

In an instant, black holes appeared around the old Taoist, exuding endless attraction.

"It's no big deal to ascend," the old Taoist man's sleeves fluttered, but his face was full of calmness. He pondered for a moment and said with a smile.

The old Taoist had already reached this state and should have ascended to the sky, but he stayed in the world because of some interesting things. He wanted to see what kind of person his nephew was and what kind of surprises he could bring to him.

He has seen these days.

It's not a bad thing to ascend now.

People always have to leave.

He waved his sleeves slightly.

Two streams of light were unscathed, and they left the black hole and fell towards Bianjing City.

It seems that if the old Taoist is willing, he can still come out safely from the black hole cover.

Zhou Tong was resisting the attraction of the black hole. Seeing this scene, he almost spit out an old blood, and then he was amused and laughed: "Old man Zhang, if you want to ascend, why should you take me with you? You have achieved success and my great cause has not been completed yet. My Tianbao Mirror has only been passed on 20% of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 108ths of the 100-year-old..."

Before he could finish his words, he had already ascended...

There is no more Zhou Tong in this world.

This military master who was determined to subvert the Zhao Song royal family was "ascended" by Zhang Ziyang.

"I went to another world, why bother to think about so many things? I just hope that the old man can feel no mistakes. Today I will help my nephew with help, and then I will also help me with help."

Zhang Ziyang sighed slightly, stepped out, and his figure disappeared.
Chapter completed!