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Chapter 233 My knife won!

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arms and clenched his palms suddenly.

Boom!

Square formation plates broke out of the earth and rose up; formation flags emerged and fluttered in the wind; formation patterns covering hills, rivers, and jungles began to flow.

The sky and the earth are shining at this moment, bright and dazzling, blocking the vision of all living beings.

The old monster of the Shi family was horrified. How could such a formation be possible?

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!!
The crazy warning in his heart made him want to escape, but the lines between his eyebrows stopped him from escaping.

"Who are you? The Golden Light Pavilion possesses such a high level of formation, so it is absolutely impossible to hide it."

The Taoist priest stood in the treetops, pinching his fingers to control the old monster of the Shi family.

But the Taoist's face still showed disbelief.

He was born in Wuliang Palace, so naturally he could see the mystery of this formation.

This kind of mysterious formation has reached the point where the formationist and the person are one. It is no longer a fixed trapping formation, killing formation, or illusion formation, but a most suitable formation based on the terrain and weather.

This level of attainment in formation has surpassed 90% of the sages throughout history.

"It's him!"

The old monster of the Shi family seemed to react and pointed at the slender figure shrouded in layers of light with a ferocious expression.

"He is the Qilin Taoist."

There was turmoil in the southeast of Qian country, and two foundation-building masters of the Shi family died under the formation.

"Ah!"

"He's about to die, yet he's still talking so much nonsense."

A sneer interrupted the conversation between the two.

The next moment, a huge palm of light that covered the sky appeared.

Shoot it with a bang!

At the same time, Old Monster Shi's body was out of control and he stood in front of the Taoist priest.

His Dantian spiritual platform collapsed, his blood began to burn, his muscles melted, and an unprecedented power filled his heart.

"Yan country traitor, Qilin Taoist, you all deserve to die."

The old man's eyes burst, and he rushed towards the sky with tears of blood.

Rumble!
After a moment's struggle, the body turned into ashes, leaving little room for resistance.

The palm of light continued to move forward without slowing down, striking downwards, but it had not yet gotten close.

The trees have turned to ashes, the earth has turned into glass, and the rivers are surging towards the sky.

"Infinite heavens, infinite earths, infinite light, my way is infinite."

There were also Taoists who hummed softly, and rays of divine light burst out from their bodies, like divine swords, piercing into the sky.

Boom! Sizzle!
The huge palm of light tore apart and annihilated the divine swords one by one.

Zhang Yuanzhu's body swayed slightly, then he steadied himself and looked forward.

A middle-aged man, his Taoist robe was tattered, his hair was messy, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The young man's eyes were cold, and he slowly raised his hand. The palm of light appeared again, covering the sky.

"Come on, let's continue."

As the words floated, the formation trembled and burst out with great power.

The palm of light slapped down again, with a determined murderous intent!
At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist looked solemn. He had never expected that his revenge would put him in such a dangerous place.

Whoever the person in front of me is, it is impossible for him to be the wandering Taoist Qilin.

The thoughts in my mind did not affect the actions of my hands.

Place your palms horizontally and close them quickly.

The Taoist raised his head, looking at the palm of light that was falling down, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and he spoke word by word:
"Praise, Master Xuanqing!"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout every corner of the formation.

Listening to the praises in his ears, Zhang Yuanzhu's expression remained unchanged, and his palm of light fell straight down.

Rumble!
Amidst a deafening roar, the giant palm that covered the sky suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of light all over the sky.

A figure, stepping on the glazed ground, bathing in the rain of light, walked out of the dust.

"Interesting terrain, nice formation."

A gentle voice came slowly, still from the original middle-aged Taoist priest, but with a completely different feeling.

The Taoist glanced around and finally looked at the red-robed figure on the hill.

"I saw the shadow of the outside world in the formation. I didn't expect Qingyangzhai to send a disciple like you to come here for training."

"Master Xuanqing!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

"If your true body doesn't come, you will still die."

There was no fear or shrinking in his eyes, instead, they were burning with a fiery fighting spirit. "Really?"

The Taoist shook his head, a smile appearing on his face.

He raised his arm and gently clenched it, and a sword of light appeared in his palm.

“The same realm, when used by different people, can make a world of difference.”

Bang!

Zhang Yuanzhu drew out his jade knife and looked down at the Taoist priest.

"I have seen your knife before, now come and see my knife skills."

He made hand gestures with his free hand, and the entire formation was shaking wildly.

The formation plate began to crack, the formation flags broke, and the formation patterns covering the earth melted away. As the formation self-destructed, streams of power were added to the long sword.

Click!Click!
Cracks appeared on the blade one after another, but Zhang Yuanzhu seemed not to notice.

Step forward and raise your arms.

cut!
Roar!Roar!
The roars of dragons shook the heaven and the earth.

A red dragon appeared in the sky, with a sword-like body, rivers as its feet, and mountains and rivers as its horns.

The red dragon is huge, reaching into the sky with no end in sight.

The dragon's head is facing downwards, majestic and noble, looking down at the earth.

The next moment.

Roar! Boom!

The real dragon rushed forward, the violent and fierce sword light, along with the dragon body covering the sky and the ground
"What a nice knife! What a nice knife!"

The Taoist shouted loudly, his face no longer as calm as it was at first, but now serious.

He actually saw such a stunning sword light on a junior.

amazing!
His arms dropped, grasping the sword of light.

cut!
He suddenly raised his arms and slashed towards the sky.

The sword light was brilliant, reaching from heaven to earth, illuminating the mountains, rivers and land, and dispersing the formation.

Like a sacred mountain piercing the sky, like ice freezing everything.

Sword and sword, red dragon and sacred mountain, instantly crossing the sky and the earth...
Touch!

Swish! Roar! Bang!

In a short period of time, the long swords clashed nearly a hundred times.

Scales flew everywhere, sacred mountains collapsed, and endless sword lights scattered everywhere, plowing the mountains, rivers and land.

kill!

Zhang Yuanzhu let out a long roar and strode forward, his black hair flying and his jade knife waving continuously.

It's like a demon god, with a strong sense of oppression.

Three breaths!

The light sword broke, turned into fragments, and disappeared.

Five breaths!!
The Taoist's right arm exploded and was chopped off alive.

Nine breaths!!!

The huge head flew up and blood gushed out from the neck.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in front of the headless corpse, holding a jade knife.

"My knife won!"

As the words fell, the Lingyuan Sword could no longer hold on.

It exploded directly and turned into powder.

He looked down at the head rolling on the ground and stepped on it.

Bang!
It exploded like a fruit, turning into bones and blood.

"You can't do it, let the real body come!"

His hand loosened the remaining hilt of the knife, and a sky-blue light bloomed between his fingers, and he began to search the corpse.

Soon, he found a storage bag from the Taoist's remains and put it into his arms without hesitation.

With a wave of his hand, he collected the corpses of the foundation-building people.

After that, he began to search in the rubble. When he killed the old monster Shi, he deliberately moved the opponent's storage bag away, leaving it intact.

Time passed, after a cup of tea.

Zhang Yuanzhu dug out a storage bag embroidered with gold thread from the rubble, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Kill powerful enemies, use their spiritual objects to become stronger, and continue to kill the enemy's strength.

He flipped his palm and put the storage bag away.

He strode towards the only hill standing on earth.

(End of this chapter)