Chapter 2268: Zhuo Wangsun

A figure rushed out of Zhuo Bufan's soul. In an instant, a huge coercion enveloped the sky and the ground, which was extremely disturbing.
The ancestor of Volley stopped, he felt a kind of danger, and he was running Volley Sword Intent, blocking him.
That figure stood beside Zhuo Bufan's soul. That was a young man, who looked about the same age as Zhuo Bufan, with a superb spirit and an extraordinary temperament.
Like a and devil.
"He actually came!"
"who is it?"
"The head teacher of Baizhang Mountain!"
On the ground, someone exclaimed.
The young man's facial features are sharp and angular, his black hair is tied behind his head, his whole body is shrouded in bright light, like a god.
"Ancestor Volley, can you recognize me?" the man said, but his voice was not young, like an old man in his old age.
Everyone knows that this is an old monster that has lived for many years.
"Although you have never met, but since you have sealed your avatar in Zhuo Bufan's soul, you must be his closest relatives and believers. If you have guessed correctly, you should be Zhuo Bufan's master, Baizhangshan Master Zhuo Wangsun!" Old Ancestor Volley said lightly.
"My ancestor has good eyesight, yes, I am Zhuo Wangsun, and Bufan is not only my disciple, but also my nephew." Zhuo Wangsun looked at the ancestor Volley and said, "I hope that the ancestor will be able to open the Internet today. On the one hand, let me spare my unsatisfactory disciple."
"Why?"
"We have only one descendant in Baizhang Mountain. If the ancestor spares my disciple, in the future, I will definitely thank the ancestor." Zhuo Wangsun was very polite, and his attitude was very low.
"Zhuo Bufan killed Xiao Wuhen, if I let him go, how can I explain to Lord Sword God when I go back?" The ancestor of the sky said: "Duke Zhuo, because you are the head teacher, I don't care about you. But your disciple, can’t leave today."
"Ancestor Volley, do you really want to kill our people?" Zhuo Wangsun's tone faded, his body surrounded by divine light, immediately giving people a self-respecting aura.
"Why, you want to compete with me even though you are a clone?"
"If the ancestor insists on killing my disciple today, then I have to do it." Zhuo Wangsun is worthy of a group of masters, calm and calm, without fear.
At this time.
Zhuo Bufan shouted at the king and sun of Zhuo: "Master, the slandered me for killing Xiao Wuhen, and also robbed my chariot and destroyed my divine sword. You help me kill him!"
"A strand of clone can't kill me!" The ancestor of the sky didn't put Zhuo Wangsun in his eyes.
Hum!
Zhuo Wangsun's whole person was shrouded in endless divine light, majestic and majestic, between his breath, resonated with the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth, and made a "buzzing" sound.
"Why, do you really want to do something with me?" Old Ancestor Volley looked cold.
"I don't intend to do anything with the ancestor, but there is such a disciple under my school. If the ancestor is open to the public, I will be grateful."
"Don't think about it! No matter who it is today, it is impossible to stop me. I will kill him and avenge Xiao Wuhen!" The ancestor Volley was determined.
"In that case, stop talking nonsense and do it!" Zhuo Wangsun said calmly, the stars in his eyes were disillusioned, terrifying to the extreme.
This is a masterpiece.
The ancestor Volley was full of fighting spirit and felt an inexplicable danger, his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wangsun, ready to take action at any time.
"brush!"
Zhuo Wangsun moved first, stepping across the void, urging his spiritual power, and a treasure seal appeared in his palm, like the emperor holding a jade seal, sacred and inviolable.
"boom!"
Zhuo Wangsun's palm flipped over and covered it down. Suddenly, there were terrible fluctuations, like the collapse of Tianyu, Bao Yin suppressed.
"expensive!"
At the same time, Longyin shook the sky, and forty-nine five-clawed golden dragons rushed out of Baoyin, each of them vigorously and powerfully, rushing towards the ancestor of the sky.
"call out!"
The ancestor of the volley used the sword intent of the volley, and the mountain shook suddenly, the sharp sword aura whizzed away, stabbing forty-nine five-clawed golden dragons.
"boom!"
The sky burst.
Sword Qi and the five-clawed golden dragon collided violently, and the two sides fought endlessly, turning upside down and shattering the void.
finally.
The sword energy was shattered, and the golden light of the five claws dissipated.
Zhuo Wangsun's face was still plain, standing still in the void, radiating divine light all over his body, and his whole person was like a detached fairy.
"Chang!"
With a wave of his palm, a treasure seal appeared in his palm again, with blue light permeating, and thunder flashing on it, very terrifying.
"This is the Thunder Seal of Baizhang Mountain!"
"It is said that this seal has killed many saints!"
The ancestor Volley's face changed, staring at the treasure seal in the palm of King Zhuo, the sword light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "It's just a avatar, not a real person, you are not my opponent. Zhuo. Wang Sun, I advise you to leave, otherwise, in front of so many people, if I destroy your clone and kill your disciple, how can you save your face?"
"It's useless to say more, just take it!" Zhuo Wangsun was very strong and threw the Heavenly Thunder Seal in his hand.
"boom!"
There was a huge roar, and then thunderous, lightning illuminated the sky, the void collapsed, Tianyu collapsed, and rushed towards the ancestors of the sky.
The place was overwhelmed by various lights, and nothing was seen.
Wan Zhang Lei Ting struck the ancestor of the sky, taking this opportunity, Zhuo Bufan's figure suddenly moved like lightning, grabbing Zhuo Bufan's soul and flying towards the sky.
Although he is in the same realm as the ancestor of the sky, he now has only one clone, and he can't hold on for long. Moreover, the ancestor of the sky is still a saint king who enters the Tao with a sword, and his strength is much stronger than the average person of the same realm.
"brush!"
Zhuo Wangsun's figure disappeared in a flash, and he was thousands of miles away in an instant.
"You stop me!" The ancestor Volley shouted and rushed out quickly.
On the ground, the onlookers looked at each other.
Someone dared to hunt down the emperor and the head teacher of Baizhang Mountain, it was terrifying!
But soon they understood that, after all, Baizhang Mountain Headmaster is just a ray of Taoism, unable to exert the strength of the real body, besides, the ancestor of the sky is also the strongest master of the Sword Temple, and is not afraid of anyone.
Zhuo Wangsun tore through the void, carrying Zhuo Bufan's head and stepping into it. He was about to disappear, and the ancestor of the sky arrived.
"go to hell!"
The ancestor of the volley was fierce, inspiring tens of millions of sword auras all over his body, setting up a peerless array, sealing the void first, so that King Zhuo could not escape.
Then, he waved his volley sword intent and drove all the dense sword aura into the void cracks. For a while, King Zhuo was threatened with death.
He desperately resisted, helpless, not the real body, this strand of Dao body simply can not stop the attack of the ancestor Volley.
In a short while, the avatar of King Zhuo was pierced by the volley sword intent and turned into a wisp of blue smoke, disappearing without a trace.
"call out!"
The ancestor Volley followed closely, and a fascinating bloodline was drawn in the void. Zhuo Bufan's soul was penetrated and died.
The emperor falls, the world is shocked!
The audience was silent for an instant.