Doomsday Manor Owner

Zou Yang immediately turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw that the mighty sword intent came from Zhuang Lun's hand. His face became frightened and pale, full of despair.

The people who had been paying attention to Zhuang Lun could not help but exclaim in surprise. They did not expect that Zhuang Lun actually dared to kill him in public.

"Humph, Zhuang Lun, you are too arrogant. You actually dare to commit murder in public on Jin'ao Island. Do you not take my teacher seriously?"

A bright sword light lit up, Zeng Wu appeared in front of Zou Yang, and split Zhuang Lun's sword intent with one strike.

"Zeng Wu, are you being too lenient?"

Zhuang Lun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zeng Wu in the air, his eyes flashing with dangerous light.

He now has an impulse to completely let go of the suppression of the virtual star field, channel the power of the universe, and fight Zeng Wu.

But Zhuang Lun quickly suppressed this impulse. Not to mention how much noise he made when he was at full combat power, even at full combat power, he was no match for Zeng Wu.

In any case, Zeng Wu is also an immortal at the level of feudal lord, and his strength is on the same level as that of Shun Huahou. His current strength is simply not something he can compete with.

"Zhuang Lun, don't be too arrogant. Don't think that because you have a powerful master, you can do whatever you want to teach me."

"Haha, this Zou Yang is not a disciple of your Jie Jiao. I have a personal grudge against him. You should not have anything to do with your Jie Jiao. Even if you can protect him for a moment, so what? Can he stay on Jin'ao Island for the rest of his life?

What?"

After Zhuang Lun smiled and finished his threatening words, he turned around and walked towards the Qingcheng Sword Sect's building.

Since Zou Yang can't be killed here, there's no point in staying here. He might as well leave Jin'ao Island early and find a place to ambush Zou Yang.

"Zhuang Lun, you are so brave. Before you left, you actually dared to say such arrogant words. I think you should stay here for a while and let your elders take care of you!"

Zeng Wu naturally knew Zhuang Lun's plan. Thinking of Master Meng Shi's life-saving grace, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly to Zhuang Lun.

He did not intend to harm Zhuang Lun, but just wanted to imprison him for a period of time to give Zou Yang enough time to escape.

Zeng Wu's soul jumped out of Zi Mansion, stretched out his right hand, turned into a giant palm covering the sky, and fell towards Zhuang Lun, trying to catch Zhuang Lun in his hand.

Seeing Zeng Wu's attack, Zhuang Lun's expression changed, and he exerted force on his feet. He wanted to turn into a stream of light and flash aside, but he immediately felt the strong binding force of the Yuan Shen's big hand.

A cold light flashed in Zhuang Lun's eyes. A sword intent erupted from the front, back, left, and right sides of his body. If this move didn't work, Zhuang Lun could only let go of the restrictions of the virtual star field and unleash all his strength.

However, the four sword intentions are indeed left behind by the Master Tongtian's Immortal Killing Sword Formation. Although they are much inferior to Zeng Wu's Yuanshen Master, the moment the four sword intentions appear, they immediately echo each other and unleash a powerful force.

Not weak at all.

"Ah, the four sword intentions, this Zhuang Lun actually comprehended the four sword intentions in the Holy Land!"

"Is there any mistake? Why can he comprehend the four sword intentions, but I can't?"

"The four sword intentions are actually the four sword intentions. One can comprehend the four sword intentions within a thousand years. From the establishment of the Holy Land to the present, there seems to be only one like this, right? It's really outrageous.

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Even Zeng Wu, who was fighting Zhuang Lun, changed his expression. He did not expect that Zhuang Lun could actually understand the four sword intentions. He had begun to waver. Is it worth offending Zhuang Lun to death for Zou Yang?

worth.

As soon as the four sword intentions appeared, they immediately revolved around Zhuang Lun, like a giant sword lotus in full bloom, completely crushing the descending soul's big hand.

"Zhuang Lun, I admit that your talent is indeed very strong, but your strength is too weak. If you defeat ten levels with one strength, you are still no match for me!"

Zeng Wu was not surprised when he saw that the big hand of his soul was crushed by four swords.

These four sword intents were emitted by the leader's treasure of suppressing the religion, so how could they be less powerful? What's more, the powerful hand of the soul that he had gathered just now in order to prevent Zhuang Lun from being injured was not very powerful.

"Zhuang Lun, no matter what, you should just face the wall and think about it for a while!" Zeng Wu gritted his teeth and said without hesitation.

Even if he lets Zhuang Lun go now, it is impossible for him to be on good terms with Zhuang Lun again, and Master Meng Shi will still be resentful of him. If both parties will not be able to please him by then, it is better to continue to maintain the relationship with Master Meng Shi now.

"Not to mention that Zhuang Lun is right, even if Zhuang Lun is at fault, it is me, the Qingcheng Sword Sect, who will discipline him. If you want to discipline the disciples of my Qingcheng Sword Sect, you are not qualified."

Following a somewhat arrogant voice, a man in black robes, black hair, and a cold face flew towards this side. If his face hadn't been different, Zhuang Lun would have almost thought that the master of the Hall of Punishment was here in person.

As the black-robed man spoke, the thick iron chains transformed by the soul flew out and tied up Zeng Wu's soul's big hands.

As soon as this black-robed man made a move, Zhuang Lun knew that his strength was no worse than that of Marquis Shun Hua, and he should be a figure at the peak of Marquisship.

As for why this person suddenly appeared on Jin'ao Island, Zhuang Lun guessed that he should have come with the building boat to protect Zhuang Lun and others.

Zhuang Lun had long felt strange that the road from Qingcheng Sword Sect to Jin'ao Island was long, and if they only had ten geniuses, their strength would be somewhat weak.

If he encountered those powerful space pirates, he might be completely wiped out. However, when he saw the man in black robe, his doubts were cleared up.

It turned out that it was not that there was no strong man accompanying the ship to protect them, but that this strong man did not pay attention to these geniuses at all and was not even interested in saying hello.

The reason why he came out at this time was because he saw Zhuang Lun burst out with four kinds of sword intent. Zhuang Lun's talent was such that even a strong man like him could not ignore it.

"Chu Yuezhao, Zhuang Lun injured many people in public here, and now he wants to commit murder in public. I want to arrest him. Of course, I have a reason. You..."

Seeing the black-haired and black-robed man, Zeng Wu's face turned solemn and he said coldly.

Zeng Wu knew very well that Chu Yue Chao was much stronger than him, but this was Jin'ao Island, the base camp of Jiejiao, so he naturally did not need to be afraid of Chu Yue Chao.

However, before he could finish his explanation, Zhuang Lun, who had been staying aside, suddenly moved, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards Zou Yang.

When Zeng Wu saw this, he was startled. Just as he was about to stop him, the thick chain that Chu Yue had transformed into Chao Yuan Shen moved again, trapping Zeng Wu directly.

Zhuang Lun's right palm fell on Zou Yang, and four kinds of sword intent rushed into his body instantly.

"No -" Zou Yang screamed unwillingly, and then with a "boom", the four sword intents injected into his body by Zhuang Lun were completely torn into pieces.

"Zhuang Lun, Chu Yuechao, you two have gone too far!" Seeing that Zou Yang would inevitably die under his protection, Zeng Wu couldn't help but roared.

"Ah ha, it feels so good to kill Zou Yang under your nose!" Zhuang Lun laughed and said.

Seeing that Zeng Wu's face was getting more and more ugly, Zhuang Lun was afraid that he would call his master Sun Liang and Sun Tianjun, and there would be no fun in that case.

You must know that although Sun Tianjun is far from Qinglong, he is still a king-level immortal, which Chu Yuechao cannot deal with at all.

If they really waited for Sun Liang to come out, the two of them would become meat on the felt board.

"The wind is tight, pull it!"

Zhuang Lun shouted happily, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the building boat.

Several members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, who were still watching the excitement, came to their senses at this time, their expressions changed, and they hurried towards the building ship.

Only Chu Yuechao still trapped Zeng Wu and didn't look anxious at all.

Just when Zhuang Lun was flying at high speed, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. When the changes stopped, Zhuang Lun had already appeared in a hall.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Lun was horrified.

He knows very well that this is a strong man at the level of the Lord of Space. He used space transfer to move him to this place. This is already a strong man at the level of Qinglong.

"I don't know if it was the powerful one from the Jie Cult who took this kid here. Could you please come and see me?"

Zhuang Lun's attitude is very respectful. Facing such an opponent, even if the opponent beats him to death, his master can't help him avenge him, so it is better to keep a low profile. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better

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