Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 430
No matter which disciple Luo Qinghua came to, but with the cultivation base of the Yun Dao Realm, Luo Qinghua's strength must be extremely strong in the team of the Yun Dao Realm martial arts experts, and few people can match it.

Zhang Lian was just a disciple of Qianji Sect. It's not that he underestimated him. His strength was indeed not as good as Luo Qinghua's. Under Luo Qinghua's finger, Zhang Lian couldn't resist that black silk thread.

He dodged a few times, but he didn't avoid the attack of the black silk thread. In desperation, Zhang Lian had no choice but to resist. He took out a folding fan from nowhere and blocked the thread.

That folding fan is definitely not a simple weapon. Even if it is not a powerful magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons are still fine.

As soon as the folding fan was opened, an extremely strong force erupted from the folding fan, like a gust of wind, curling towards the black silk thread.

If Zhao Ji saw this folding fan, he would definitely be a little envious. Back then, when training weapons, Zhao Ji's first choice was the folding fan.

The folding fan is the first choice, and the second choice is the long sword. However, there are too few kung fu with folding fans in the world, but more kung fu with swords.

Under the oppression of this situation, Zhao Ji had no choice but to practice the sword. For those who practice swords, there is an unavoidable tragedy, that is, the more they practice, the worse they become.

With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, he hit the black silk thread in a way of borrowing strength, but that black silk thread seemed to have infinite penetrating power, and punched out a hole in the folding fan.

The black silk thread continued to move forward. Even though it had weakened a lot, it still made Zhang Lian feel embarrassed. He retreated again and again. After taking some time, he took out a dagger from his body.

A small dagger appeared in Zhang Lian's hand, and it cut off the black silk thread at once.

The black silk thread, which seemed to be in one breath, was broken into two under the slash of the dagger. The two black silk threads seemed to have lost their cohesion and disappeared.

"You'd better not interfere, this is our business."

Both eyes were still fixed on Zhao Ji, motionless, but the threat in Luo Qinghua's mouth was vividly displayed.

Even if Luo Qinghua didn't warn, Zhang Lian didn't dare to talk anymore. Luo Qinghua's strength is too powerful, extremely powerful. If Luo Qinghua didn't hold back a little bit just now, he would be a corpse now. up.

I was really shocked in my heart, and at the same time, it was extremely unpleasant. Because Qianjizong hosted one hall, two sects, three sects, four sects, and five families, the relationship between the fifteen sects was relatively close.

The relationship with Shangmen is relatively close, and I know Shangmen quite well, and I know how powerful the disciples of Shangmen are, but they are really extremely powerful.

Zhang Lian knew that the door-to-door disciple was very powerful, but he never expected that Luo Qinghua could be so strong. With his own strength, he couldn't even catch a single move from the opponent. It was too strong.

In the face of such formidable strength, Zhang Lian himself was in despair, secretly thinking in his heart, could it be that the gap between himself and his disciples is already so big.

In Zhang Lian's heart, there has always been a feeling of anger, and the martial artist who wants to fight for the door, but the strength of the martial artist who comes to the door is really too strong.

After warning Zhang Lian, Luo Qinghua didn't say any more, but concentrated on trying to deal with Zhao Ji, but suddenly, his expression changed.

"Humph!"

With a dreamy snort in his mouth, Luo Qinghua's face turned pale for a while, his figure staggered, he couldn't stand steadily, and retreated backward.

If you pay attention, you can also see that between the corner of Luo Qinghua's mouth and the two nostrils, there are faint blood flowing down.

When the figure retreated a few steps, and finally stood firm, Luo Qinghua's astonished gaze focused on Zhao Ji, and he murmured: "This...how is this possible?"

It's no wonder that Luo Qinghua didn't believe it in her heart. She didn't expect that Zhao Ji's strength was so powerful. It was so powerful. With her dream magic eyes, she should be able to fascinate the other party, but she didn't expect that it would be like this .

For his own strength, Luo Qinghua is still very confident. Among the sects, at the level of martial arts powerhouses, Luo Qinghua's strength is definitely the first among the sects.

This kind of top-notch strength made Luo Qinghua's eyes high above the top, and he was always high above the top. No one in the sect dared to provoke her except for the elders of Jindan and a few martial arts experts in the Dao Realm.

Today, I met a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect. I have always heard that the strength of the Taibai Sword Sect is extraordinary, and its attack power is the first among many sects. Luo Qinghua didn't quite believe it, so he wanted to test Zhao Ji.

This temptation was beyond Luo Qinghua's expectation. Zhao Ji fell into the magic eye of illusion at first, and then, for some reason, he broke free all of a sudden.

Luo Qinghua felt that what Zhao Ji shot at was an invisible sharp sword, if not, he would not have seriously injured himself.

The Magic Eye of Dreams is a very peculiar kung fu, which can be regarded as involving the level of spiritual power and primordial spirit. When the Magic Eye of Dreams can't control the opponent, it is counterattacked, and immediately, Luo Qinghua is severely injured.

This kind of serious injury, whether it is light or not, is not serious, but the injury on the soul should be said to be relatively difficult to heal.

When my eyes met Luo Qinghua's, I felt that the primordial spirit was sucked into a vortex. That feeling was really like seeing a black hole.

Luo Qinghua's eyes are like two black holes, deep and charming. Once people's eyes are attracted into them, they will immediately feel that their attention seems to be sucked into them.

At that moment, Zhao Ji felt that his brain seemed to be dizzy for a while, as if he had fallen into a kind of quagmire all of a sudden, which was very strange.

When the brain was dizzy, as if he had fallen into that kind of drowsiness, Zhao Ji's brain immediately turned on, and his eyes widened, and he immediately woke up.

When he woke up, Zhao Ji immediately realized that he had been plotted against. At that time, if the phantom of the Hall of Ascension in his brain hadn't roared, Zhao Ji would never have woken up immediately.

When he woke up and realized this, immediately, Zhao Ji was furious in his heart, his face was full of ruthlessness, and he shot immediately.

Formidable power poured into both hands, and the palms of both hands glowed with a faint golden color. Zhao Ji's figure jumped down, like a ray of light, rushing towards Luo Qinghua.

"court death!"

With a low sip in his mouth, it was a kind of gnashing of teeth, the anger in Zhao Ji's heart was like the water of three rivers, torrenting endlessly.

Along the way, he had already received special treatment from some people. He finally came to Qianji City and the State Guesthouse, thinking that there would be no problem. Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen.

In the state guesthouse, he would also be assassinated and plotted against by others. This is too powerful, and it is too small for Zhao Ji to pay attention to.

The anger in his heart erupted in an all-round way, and Zhao Ji's attack was absolutely extremely ferocious.

Charged towards Luo Qinghua at a swift speed, Zhao Ji's palm slapped Luo Qinghua fiercely, the power in his palm was very tyrannical.

Just when the hands were clapped down, there was a burst of dense crackling sounds, which sounded continuously, as if the void was in turmoil.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the void, it was like a lake or a pond. On the surface of the water, huge waves burst out at once, and ripples appeared one after another.

Luo Qinghua was very surprised that Zhao Ji was able to break free from his dream magic eye. He was extremely surprised in his heart. He never thought that the opponent's strength could be so powerful.

And Zhao Ji's pursuit again caused Luo Qinghua to bite his silver teeth into pieces at the same time as he was surprised. For so many years, he was the only one to deal with others, so how could anyone else deal with him.

Thinking this way in his heart, Luo Qinghua also made a move as soon as he gritted his teeth. Without giving up a step, he pointed forward, and a black silk thread twisted and shot forward.

That black silk thread is very pure black, that kind of power is definitely hard for ordinary people to contend with, and that black silk thread is absolutely extremely strong.

When the black silk thread was killed, Zhao Ji could even see that under the twisting and killing of the silk thread, the void produced a little bit of turmoil, and ripples spread and opened.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Ji didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately made a forceful attack, his palms, as if turning into sharp knives, cut towards the black silk thread.

Looking at Zhao Ji's response, the corners of Luo Qinghua's mouth showed a trace of coldness. His own magic silk is definitely not something that ordinary people can handle. The magic silk is powerful. If you don't pay attention, you will die. up.

It is an ordinary magic weapon, even if it wants to deal with the magic silk, it is not qualified. Zhao Ji dared to use both hands to head-on the magic silk. No wonder Luo Qinghua thought he was looking for death.

As for just now, Zhang Lian survived relatively easily under Luo Qinghua's magic silk. It wasn't that the power of the magic silk was not enough, but that Luo Qinghua didn't attack with all his strength.

After all, this is on the territory of Qianjizong, and Luo Qinghua has to give some face to the disciples of Qianjizong. In short, they can't just come here at will.

However, for Zhao Ji, Luo Qinghua did not hold back, and it was not easy to hold back. The strength shown by Zhao Ji is really too strong, and it is not comparable to ordinary people.

That black silk thread continued to kill Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji could actually dodge it, but he never thought about it that way.

Since this woman dares to provoke me, let her know what will happen if she provokes me. Even if the other party is a little beauty, she still doesn't make him feel sorry for her.

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhao Ji couldn't help but add a bit of ruthlessness to his face, and his strikes became more dignified, as if he would never give up until he killed the opponent.

With a sound of "bang", finally, Zhao Ji's palm collided with that black silk thread, a kind of extremely strong force burst out all at once, knocking out that black silk thread at once.

Slowly withdrawing his palm, looking at his palm, Zhao Ji saw that there was a faint black mark on that place, which was the trace left by the black silk thread just now.

"Pick me up again!"

With a loud shout again, Zhao Ji's figure jumped up, like a gust of wind, he rushed over more quickly, and slapped him again.

The palms are like endless giant hammers, hitting them one after another, that kind of power is even more tyrannical to the extreme, the power under the palm is extremely tyrannical.

One palm after another, continuously, like raindrops, slapping Luo Qinghua's head, the power on the palm is unstoppable.

Knowing that the magic silk really couldn't reach the other party, Luo Qinghua's expression changed slightly, and he shot again, and a faint purple light actually lit up on the palms of both hands.

On the palms of both hands, a faint purple light flashed, and the palms grabbed forward, as if they could tear open the void, as if they wanted to tear Zhao Ji apart.

It just so happened that Zhao Ji's palms slapped Luo Qinghua in front of him. The power in his palms was really endless, and the power in Luo Qinghua's hands was not weak either.

"boom!"

This time the collision was even more powerful, as if two mountains had collided and bombarded together out of thin air, as if thunder had been struck from the sky, it was really a bolt from the blue.

Both Zhao Ji and Luo Qinghua felt that an extremely strong force collided between the two of them, making the two of them back again and again.

Zhao Ji's figure retreated only a step away, while Luo Qinghua's figure retreated back again and again.

He retreated step by step. Although his footwork was relatively slow and very restrained, Luo Qinghua's retreating steps did not stop at all.

Every footstep stepped on the ground, leaving footprints one by one on the ground. Although the traces of the footprints were relatively faint, they were really incomparable.

"Come again!"

After a light drink, Zhao Ji charged forward again.

Zhao Ji and Luo Qinghua fought fiercely, that kind of power was truly earth-shattering, Zhao Ji's overall strength, in addition to swordsmanship, was extremely strong in fist and kick, and he showed [-]% to [-]% of it.

As for Luo Qinghua, Zhao Ji didn't know to what extent his strength had been displayed, but Zhao Ji was very sure that he should have shot with all his strength.

In the case of going all out, being able to have this kind of strength and fighting power is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, only masters can do it.

The strength of a master is undoubtedly extremely tyrannical, especially for a master in the Dao Yun realm. The power of one person can shake the world.

Zhang Lian watched Zhao Ji and Luo Qinghua's fight, and was really shocked in his heart. He muttered to himself: "I never expected, I really never expected that the strength of the martial artist who came to the door can reach this level, so strong."

In the past, Zhang Lian thought that although the martial artist who came to the door was very powerful, his own Qianji sect was not weak, so he might be able to compete with the disciple who came to the door.

However, after actually seeing Luo Qinghua's attack, Zhang Lian finally knew how strong the disciple who came to the door was, and that kind of strength really far exceeded his expectations.

Zhang Lian knew that with Luo Qinghua's strength and incomparable combat power, he might not be able to resist even a breath under her subordinates.

He couldn't resist even one move. This kind of gap is really too big, but Luo Qinghua and Zhao Ji seem to think that the blow to him is not too big.

After actually seeing the fight between the two, Zhang Lian finally knew how powerful the real strong man who came to the door was.

For this kind of strong and unreasonable existence, Zhang Lian hated it deeply. He wanted to yell, Tuhao, you are so powerful, does your mother know.

If your mother doesn't know, local tyrants, you are so powerful, can we still have a pleasant conversation and make friends happily.

Amid the shock of Zhang Lian's face changing wildly, the confrontation between Zhao Ji and Luo Qinghua became more and more intense. Zhao Ji's powerful Vajra Palm had already been used to the extreme, and the Vajra Immortality magic skill had also begun to show its power gradually.

After all, Luo Qinghua is a master of martial arts in the Dao Realm, and he is still a person who can participate in door-to-door discussions. In terms of strength, he is stronger than Mou Wudi he has dealt with before.

This kind of strength made Luo Qinghua feel a lot of pressure. If Luo Qinghua hadn't been injured just now, and his soul had been injured, no matter how strong Zhao Ji's fighting power was, if he wanted to compete with Luo Qinghua, he would not have started. It's impossible to just use the Vajra Indestructible magic skill.

"How? How is this possible?"

Thinking this way in his heart, Luo Qinghua felt that the fighting power that Zhao Ji had displayed seemed to be getting stronger and stronger amidst the incomparable shock.

An incomparably powerful attack power is fully displayed, the kind of power that can do everything in Gaia, the strength is really rare in the world.

The power on Zhao Ji's body became more and more fierce, and his strikes became more and more serious. Many moves were only offensive, not defensive.

At the beginning, Luo Qinghua used the Magic Eye of Dreams on Zhao Ji. In fact, there was no great malice. At most, he wanted to test Zhao Ji's strength, and also to check the bottom of the Taibai Sword Sect.

This kind of behavior, in fact, was a flash of inspiration in his mind, a playful mentality that had an effect, but after Zhao Ji made a move, Luo Qinghua no longer had this mentality.

When fighting Zhao Ji, at the beginning, Luo Qinghua wanted to hold back for a while, after all, if he hurt disciples from other sects, even Luo Qinghua's sect would not be able to explain it.

The sects that can come to participate in the door-to-door discussion are all door-to-door, and they are not afraid of each other. Therefore, Luo Qinghua has a bit of brains to think that he can't kill him.

(End of this chapter)