Chapter 756: A Slap Sent the Great Swordsman Zhuo Flying!

As the old man walked away, he was still thinking: "This kid is really going too far!"

"When I finish my work, I must teach him a lesson! Huh, isn't it just a cup of enlightenment tea? What's so great about it!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his steps became faster and faster, and soon he disappeared into the night.

Li Congxin, on the other hand, continued to sit leisurely on the top of the peak, enjoying his enlightenment tea.

He was still thinking in his mind: "What on earth does this old man want me to do?"

Suddenly, a burst of panicked footsteps was heard!

Zhao Ling'er, Bai Mengyan and other female disciples all ran over like a gust of wind, with slight traces of panic on their expressions.

Li Congxin drank tea leisurely and asked calmly: "What's wrong? Why are you so panicked? Don't worry, don't worry, sit down and have a cup of tea!"

Several female disciples were so anxious that they stamped their feet.

"Master, you actually still have the heart to drink tea!"

"Master, do you know that our Ten Thousand Demons Sect is facing death!"

Li Congxin almost rolled his eyes in anger and hit Tao Yaoyao hard on the head.

"Little girl, stop talking nonsense, tell me what happened?"

It turns out that Zhuo Yifan became more and more angry after he went back!

The ancestral sword was snatched away by the coward, and he felt that he had no face to face his ancestors.

Therefore, he used the name of his Divine Sword Palace to summon dozens of large and small righteous sects at once.

At this moment, they are coming here with great fanfare, obviously wanting to attack the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!

At the same time, on the seventy-two peaks, all the peak masters gathered together, each of them looking extremely serious.

Looking outside, the huge army of monks composed of dozens of sects numbered tens of thousands!

That scene was truly spectacular!

Look at the old sword god Zhuo Yifan, the master of the Divine Sword Palace. He got a new sword from nowhere.

The shape of this sword is just not as cool as Mo Xie's.

Surrounded by a large group of sect masters, each of them looked so impressive and extraordinary!

At this time, someone asked: "Lord Sword God, you are saying that this coward used despicable means to defraud your ancestral sword, right?"

Zhuo Yifan said angrily: "Of course! Otherwise, how could he beat me in a head-on confrontation!"

When he said this, he actually felt a little timid.

Because he deliberately tricked these guys into joining him in fighting the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

If the truth is told, it is estimated that all these people will run away.

He secretly thought to himself that he had brought so many people with him this time. No matter how powerful the coward was, he would not be able to defeat everyone by himself, right?

And there are still people who haven't come yet. Many righteous people are gathering quickly.

During this tense confrontation, Li Congxin came out with a group of female disciples.

I saw him holding the tea cup slowly and gently blowing away the hot air on the surface.

Then he took a small sip, smacked his lips, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Hey! There are so many people, it's so lively!"

The female disciples looked at him anxiously.

"Master, Master, it's already this time, why are you still so leisurely?"

As for Li Congxin, he put down his tea cup and said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Isn't it just a group of people? As a teacher, why are you afraid of them?"

As he spoke, he stretched.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan saw Li Congxin coming out, pointed at him and shouted: "Coward, return the ancestral sword to me! Otherwise, so many of us will not let you go!"

Li Congxin glanced at him and said with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this the Great Sword God Zhuo? Why, are you still not convinced after losing? Do you want the ancestral sword? Come and get it yourself if you have the ability!"

Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he almost jumped up. He waved the new sword in his hand and shouted: "Everyone, come together and take down this guy for me!"

He thought to himself: Humph, there are so many people, why are they afraid that they can’t defeat you as a coward?

Li Congxin didn't care. He said to the female disciples around him: "Disciples, don't be afraid. Let's see how our master teaches them."

As he spoke, he gave an order.

"What are you doing standing still? Kill!"

The people at Seventy-Two Peaks almost choked in one breath. They thought that Zang Zu was going to take action himself.

As a result, the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect quickly rushed towards the Zhengdao Sect!

For a moment, the scene became chaotic, with shouts of killing and the sounds of swords clashing.

Suddenly, I heard a "whoosh" sound!

Zhuo Yifan flew in front of him like a bolt of lightning.

He was holding the brand new sword under his feet, and the expression on his face looked like he was being coaxed to the extreme!

Zhuo Yifan's eyes widened, he straightened his body, looking aloof, and gave orders to Li Congxin arrogantly.

"Old devil, why don't you hurry up and return the ancestral sword Moye to me!"

That tone sounded like he was the master of this world.

Li Congxin was calm, looked at Zhuo Yifan with a smile, and said slowly: "Are you talking about this sword?"

call!

As he said that, he waved his hand gently and took the two broken swords from Zhao Ling'er and Shao Lu.

Zhuo Yifan took a closer look and was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

Wow ya ya!

He was furious, furious, and kept roaring: "Old devil, I will fight with you!"

I saw him waving the sword in his hand, instantly releasing a terrifying sword shadow that filled the sky.

Countless zhenqi exploded around him, and the momentum seemed to push down all seventy-two peaks!

However, Li Congxin just smiled slightly and hummed casually: "Fancy!"

He still used the slap that could keep the same in the face of all changes as usual!

Boom...

But this slap became huge in an instant, and the texture on it seemed to have turned into gullies and rivers, extremely terrifying.

Countless powers of heaven and earth burst out at this moment.

Like a surging torrent, it quickly crushed the sword shadows in the sky with a crushing force!

"Puff!"

Zhuo Yifan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew back far away like a kite with a broken string.

The other leaders of the righteous sects were all pale and stunned when they saw this scene!

They secretly muttered in their hearts: Sword God Zhuo Yifan was killed by the ancestor of cowardice in one move, what is going on?

The strength of this ancestor of cowardice is so terrifying!

At this time, Zhuo Yifan was full of regrets.

He originally thought that he would be able to succeed if he came with a new sword and came to ask for the ancestral sword Moye.

But who knew that this Li Congxin was so powerful that he was simply vulnerable in front of him.

He secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would avenge this slap!

Oh, and the revenge for the broken sword!

As for Li Congxin, he looked at Zhuo Yifan who flew backwards, and felt disdain in his heart.

This Zhuo Yifan really overestimated his own abilities. He thought he was great just because he had some skills?

Humph, he is still a sword god, but in front of my cowardly ancestor, he still has to admit defeat!

Hundreds of leaders of the righteous sects saw that Li Congxin was so terrifying.

Each one was like a frightened rabbit, with weak legs and trembling bodies!

They looked at each other and all retreated.

Seeing these guys running away, Zhuo Yifan was so angry that his eyes almost popped out.

He screamed at the top of his lungs: "What are you guys doing? Do you want to escape in the middle of a battle? Isn't that embarrassing?"

One of the sect leaders blushed instantly after being yelled at by him, but he still said stubbornly: "It's better than being slapped away by someone!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "puff" sound, and Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he vomited blood again!

However, they wanted to run, but Li Congxin didn't want to.

Huh...

He just waved his hands, muttered something, and instantly exerted the power of heaven and earth.

This powerful force quickly gathered together like a surging wave!

It turned into a huge cage, trapping the sect leaders of these righteous sects firmly in it!

The 72 peaks' Jile Patriarch, Wo Cao Patriarch, Luo Badao and others looked at this scene with excitement, their eyes lit up, and greedy smiles appeared on their faces.

They secretly calculated in their hearts: If all the sect leaders of these righteous sects were destroyed, then their Wanmo Sect would be invincible in the world!

From now on, you can walk around Qingzhou with all your might!

The disciples of the righteous sects were all pale with fear.

They trembled all over and begged for mercy, their voices trembling like candles in the wind.

"Ancestor Song, please spare us, we won't dare to do it again!"

"Ancestor Song, please treat us like shit!"

"Damn Zhuo Yifan! It's all because of you, you idiot, you provoke Ancestor Song, you really deserve to die!"