Chapter 12580: Is there no one left in Dou Zong?

Chapter 12580: Is there no one left in Dou Zong?

"Okay, then I'll start with you!"

Lu Xiong roared like a giant bear and rushed towards Li Feiyu.

He swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand violently, and the tip of the halberd drew a sharp arc in the air, bringing up a gust of wind.

The halberd seemed to be injected with infinite power, flashing with cold light, and slashed fiercely at the enemy.

At that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to stand still.

Wherever the tip of the halberd passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The strong wind brought by the halberd swept up the surrounding dust and fallen leaves, forming a violent storm.

As the tip of the halberd fell, a thunderous sound that shook the earth echoed across the battlefield.

The man who called himself Li Feiyu was hit by this domineering and powerful blow, and he flew backwards and fell to the ground in an instant as if he was hit by a huge hammer.

Lu Xiong's attack not only defeated the enemy, but also demonstrated his extraordinary momentum and invincible fighting power.

His Fang Tian Hua Ji seemed to turn into the wrath of the god of war at that moment, splitting apart all obstacles and displaying unparalleled dominance and strength.

"You do it!"

Lu Xiong looked at the young man in white coldly.

puff!
At this moment, a cold light actually pierced through Lu Xiong's back.

Lu Xiong turned around suddenly and found that there was another identical young man from the Feather Clan standing there.

"you!"

Lu Xiong is not dead yet.

But the Feather Clan didn't seem to intend to give Lu Xiong a chance and shot another arrow.

call out!
At this moment, a figure moved instantly and rescued Lu Xiong.

"He has already lost his fighting ability, yet you still want to kill him. You are not here to spar, you are here to kill!"

The person who spoke was a young man.

He was dressed in a blue shirt and looked extremely cold and indifferent.

"It's Senior Brother Jian Qingyun from Jianmen!"

Jian Qingyun, with his upright posture, is like a green pine tree, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, revealing an extraordinary temperament. His deep eyes are like the autumn sky, calm and profound, as if he can see through all the troubles in the world.

He was dressed in a green robe, the fabric was light and soft, fluttering in the wind like green smoke.

The blue dress is embroidered with delicate cloud patterns and bamboo leaves, which makes it look elegant and casual. A belt of the same color is tied around the waist, which is simple but stylish.

His steps were calm, and each one was steady and powerful, as if with a sense of rhythm, which made people look at him sideways unconsciously.

In his hand, he held a long sword, the blade was slender and glowed with a faint green light. He did not draw the sword, but just held it quietly, with a calmness and composure, as if he was blending with the world and coexisting with all things.

Jian Qingyun has a unique temperament. He has the elegance of an immortal, yet also the heroism of a chivalrous knight.

He stood there like a lonely statue, at peace with the world, yet full of power.

His eyes were deep and firm, and his demeanor revealed a calmness and composure, as if he could remain cool and rational no matter what difficulties he faced.

"Brother Qingyun, these guys are very strange. They don't look strong, but they are very tricky to deal with. You must be careful."

Lu Xiong did not die. After taking the heart-protecting pill, he managed to save his life, but he would definitely have to stay in bed for a long time.

"understand!"

Jian Qingyun looked at the young man in white and said, "I don't care who you are, but you can't do whatever you want in Dou Zong."

"Haha, you are stronger than the black bear just now, but you are still no match for me."

The young man in white shook his head, looked at a young man beside him and said, "Bu Yun, you come and deal with him, how about that?"

"Don't worry, it's easy to deal with him. I thought this Dou Zong warrior was quite capable, but in reality, it seems that the younger generation is no more than that."

The young man who called himself Buyun walked out with a smile.

He was not tall, and there was a whistling sound in the wind when he walked.

After hearing the conversation between Bu Yun and the young man in white, the Dou Zong disciples' eyes were spitting fire and they were extremely angry.

"Please teach me!"

Jian Qingyun swung his sword, and the terrifying sword light was like a streak of silk, extremely domineering.

This sword was much more powerful than the original one used by the inner disciple. It contained almost no fancy techniques and seemed to be a concentration of pure strength.

Bu Yun frowned slightly, and then two daggers appeared in his hands and he blocked it directly.

Bang!
The dagger collided with the sword light, causing a dull loud noise.

Bu Yun was knocked out directly.

"So strong!"

"As expected of my Dou Zong's third-ranked genius, with Senior Brother Jian Qingyun here, these few people are no problem."

"Yeah, let's see if they are still arrogant!"

"Senior Brother Qingyun, kill him!"

"Kill him!"

……

Because the opponent's methods were ruthless, the Dou Zong disciples were naturally very angry, and even hoped that Jian Qingyun could kill the opponent.

Jian Qingyun said nothing and swung his sword one after another.

This caused Bu Yun to retreat step by step.

But there was no joy on his face.

Because of this attack, Bu Yun looked a little panicked, but in fact he did not suffer any fatal injuries.

After a moment, Bu Yun suddenly laughed: "Third place in Dou Zong is nothing special. It seems that the so-called Zhongzhou Hidden Dragon Ranking has paralyzed your nerves. This battle should also end."

Bu Yun's speed suddenly increased, and his entire body turned into a series of afterimages, making it impossible to distinguish his position.

Bang!
At a certain moment, there was a loud bang and Jian Qingyun was blown away.

Then, blood flew everywhere.

Rays of cold light continued to pierce Jian Qingyun's body. Although Jian Qingyun avoided the vital points and blocked the fatal moves, he looked a little embarrassed at this time.

"Haha, I was just teasing you. You really think you are so great."

Bu Yun's sneer was heard.

There was a coldness in Jian Qingyun's eyes.

Suddenly, he swung out with his sword.

puff!
Then there was a scream.

The figure where Bu Yun disappeared reappeared, but one of his arms had been chopped off.

"If you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!"

Bu Yun's eyes were ferocious and he looked extremely crazy.

"We lost this battle, Qingyun, retreat!"

At this time, an old man appeared and took Jian Qingyun back directly.

Perhaps he was the only one who could see that Jian Qingyun had reached his limit. Although he managed to cut off one of the opponent's arms, it was also because the opponent underestimated him.

If the fight continues, Jian Qingyun will die.

The young man in white frowned, looked at Bu Yun coldly and said, "Go back and accept your punishment!"

"Yes!"

Bu Yun's eyes showed fear.

He nodded repeatedly.

"There should be another genius in Dou Zong, one ranked second on the Central Continent Hidden Dragon List, and one ranked fifth. Let them both come out, otherwise, your Dou Zong will be completely embarrassed today."

The young man in white said coldly.

The old man looked in the direction of Dou Zong.

"Go find Tyrant Blade Jiang Xianchu! And Ye Lan!"

"Yes!"

The old man looked at the young man in white and said, "Those two are not in the sect right now. If you can wait, how about we fight again in an hour?"

"can!"

The young man in white nodded, then simply sat down on the ground, took out some delicious food and started eating.