Vol 5 Chapter 852: The power of a sword!

The stunned sword light screamed and screamed through the heavens and the earth, causing the entire heaven and earth to suddenly sink, as if, even this avenue of heaven and earth is also penetrated by Jianguang! Although it is only a sword, it is enough to destroy the earth!
Even those distant peaks, under this sword, have an unprecedented fear, as if it is only one sword, it is enough to make them fly away. This kind of horrible oppression, even if it is facing the Taoist priests, has never happened!
"This... what a terrible sword this is?!"
When the eyes of the shocked eyes looked at them, everyone’s face was constantly changing. Even if they knew that the sword was not directed at them, they still had a sense of heart. Especially the old man in the red robe is even more shocked. He really can't believe it. This horrible sword is actually from Luoyang!
In fact, even the ancestral Taoist priest who was a Taoist-level monk did not expect it. Luo Yang actually had such a card.
At this moment, facing this shocking sword, even if he has a Taoist cultivation, he is still terrified in his heart. From this sword, he feels an unprecedented fear!
"This... how is this possible!!"
The look of the dragon ancestors changed wildly, and when the heart was shocked, the figure suddenly retreated and wanted to escape from the sword.
But his distance from Luo Yang is too close. Coupled with the fog before Luo Yang, he mistakenly thought that it was a victory, and relaxed the alert. At this moment, when he wants to retreat, it is too late!
"Do not!!!"
A shout of fright and despair sounded from the mouth of the dragon's ancestors, but his voice has not yet fallen, and the sword light has suddenly fallen.
Under a sword, the world is eclipsed!
Even Luo Yang, who had already guessed the power of this sword, could not help but shake his heart. When his body healed quickly, his face also appeared in different colors.
boom! ! !
The terrible roars shook the heavens and the earth, and the endless swords swept across the square. Wherever the swords were, everything was turned into smashing. When the mountains were razed to the ground, even the distant Hanshan City collapsed. !
If it is before the change, the collapse of this Hanshan City will surely cause those who are full of spirits to be excited. But now, they don't have one person to pay attention to it. Instead, they look at the depths of Jianguang, and their faces are filled with uneasiness.
Even if they had previously thought that Luo Yang was a madman, he dared to take the initiative to provoke the ancestors of the ancestors, but now that he saw the horror of the Jianguang, even the monks who were able to linger in the spirits were shaken and had a strong heart. Uneasy.
In particular, when they thought that if Luo Yang really killed the dragon ancestors, it would mean smashing the sky. When they thought of it, even those peaks were horrified, and they looked at Luo. In Yang’s eyes, there is a flow of fear.
For the eyes of everyone, Luo Yang did not pay attention to it. At this moment, his gaze is also firmly looking at the depth of Jianguang. Although he clearly knows the sword horror left by Qi Jianzu, there is still a trace in his heart. Worried.
After a while, when the horror fluctuations in the depths of Jianguang gradually converge, Luo Yang’s eyes suddenly collapsed, and the figure instantly traversed.
Almost at the moment when Luo Yang's figure disappeared, a horrible slap of the slap was directly photographed. Although it was not hit, the terrible aftermath still swept out, causing a blood to spurt in Luo Yang's mouth.
Roar! ! !
An angry beast screamed through the heavens and the earth. From the depths of the sword, one looked like a sly, and the monster with the wings flung out. The horrible cultivation was shaking the world, making everyone’s heart suddenly tremble. .
"猿龙! That is the body of the dragon ancestors! His old man has not fallen!!"
After seeing that the dragon jumped out, the many monks who were in the spirit of the spirit were relieved, and they shouted excitedly.
But when they looked at the look of the dragon, the smile on their faces was solidified, and each one sucked in the air.
I saw that there was a deep-skinned sword wound on the huge dragon and the beast, stretching from his neck to the back. Not only was the pair of wings broken, but even the head was almost cut off. Only a trace of meridians connected the head and the body. Every time they rushed, they sprayed a lot of blood!
Seeing that the dragon ancestors were so miserable, all the monks on the battlefield were shocked. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it. Someone could seriously hurt the Taoist-level monk to this point!
More crucially, Luo Yang’s own cultivation is only a spiritual world! !
At the thought of this, everyone is mad at the heart, and the dragon ancestors apparently know this too. When they look at Luoyang with gaze, they also have a deep taboo.
Even if it reveals the body of the dragon, he did not let Luo Yang's intentions, the huge body suddenly jumped, and stepped toward Luo Yang!
Feeling the terrible repairs that existed in the dragon's body, Luo Yang's face changed, even if he had an indestructible body, it was not really indestructible. At this moment, even the horrible resilience began to slow down. The bright red blood constantly rushes out of his body.
Between the electric and the Flint, there was not much time for Luo Yang to recover. Under the teeth, the right hand was shot toward the Qiankun bag, ready to fight for it.
It was just at this time that between the whole world and the sky, there was a sudden snowfall of the goose feathers. When the white snow fluttered on the earth, it was like a meteor, suddenly hit the body of the dragon, making the huge dragon I flew out in an instant.
boom!
The body of Xiaolong overwhelmed a mountain, accompanied by a fierce roar, leaping again from the ground, but its gaze did not look to Luoyang, but fell on the cold mountain in the distance.
Almost as it looked at it, an old figure stepped out of the cold mountain, and between a few breaths, it was already on the battlefield. From the snow, it showed his appearance. It’s the cold road!
Seeing the sudden appearance of Han Chengdao, the many monks below are all changing face, but the difference between the fears of many monks and gentlemen is that the faces of the Hanshan tribe are full of excitement.
"See the Taoist ancestors!!"
The cheers of the roads sounded one after another, and all the people of the Hanshan tribe were saluting to the cold road, even Han Zong.
Han Chengdao's gaze swept from below, and finally stopped at Luo Yang's body, and the old face showed a grateful smile.
"Little friends, thank you..."