Chapter 594

As the magic weapon flying sword approached, the leader of the crane gate, the king Zheng, just snorted coldly, motioned his disciples not to act rashly, and then saw that light columns rose around the mountain where the crane gate is located, forming a dazzling array in the sky.

At the same time, a crane flew out of the main hall in the center of the crane gate, spreading its wings like a cloud hanging from the sky, like a hill, making a loud and clear sound, and the sound wave vibrated with unparalleled lethality.

Just the next moment, the sword Qi collided with the mountain protection array. The seemingly strong mountain protection array almost fell apart in an instant, so that the whole mountain peak where the crane gate was located had a violent vibration.

"What a sharp sword!"

The faces of all the disciples of the crane sect showed horror.

In the heart of every Xianhe sect disciple, the mountain protection array is a very strong existence, and it was broken so easily today.

"You don't have to panic. There is a crane master. No one can shake my crane gate."

Wang Zheng said very firmly.

The old crane of Xianhe gate has lived for 800 years. It was a young bird tamed by the first generation ancestor of Xianhe gate in an ancient relic.

When I followed the first generation of Xianhe clan's ancestors, I was just equivalent to human's cultivation of Qi refining. I only lived 800 years. After years of fighting, my hard strength has been upgraded to today, which is equivalent to referring to the strong in the mysterious world.

The reason why Yue Xi, the leader of the snow god palace, wanted to give Ren Daoyuan Luodan, who has made great contributions to the snow god palace, as a concubine because of Ren Daoyuan's words, is that there is such an old crane in the Xianhe gate, which is much stronger than the snow god palace.

If it is about cultivation, before the mountain viewing landlord breaks through the xuanjing, the strongest strength in the whole North should be this old crane, but it is a pity that it is not human, otherwise the name of the first expert in the North should be put on it.

No wonder Wang Zheng is so confident.

With a clear cry, the crane's claws directly grasped the flying sword like steel, and the humanized contempt color appeared in his eyes.

The old crane has been practicing here for more than 800 years. He has long matched the mountains and rivers with his own roads, and his combat effectiveness is close to the peak of Zhixuan territory.

"Click!"

But the remnant shadow flashed by. They didn't see whether the claws had grasped the flying sword, so they lost the shadow of the flying sword.

The next second, the old crane suddenly uttered a long, shrill cry, and then saw its steel like claws, which were suddenly burst into two pieces.

Then a sword light came out from the old crane's back. I saw blood splashing and several feathers harder than steel falling from the sky.

"Immortal crane is defeated!"

Wang Zheng's mouth was slightly open and his eyes were incredible.

After penetrating the old crane's body, the flying sword turned a corner in the sky and stabbed it again.

This time he aimed at the head of the old crane.

"Save the crane!"

Wang Zheng exclaimed and offered a sword to help the old crane block the sword light.

Only his sword flew half the way. The flying sword flashed past the crane's neck, and a huge crane head fell directly from the air.

When the flying sword returned to the sky again, the blood gushed out.

The crane gate has supported the old crane for 800 years, so he was killed by a sword.

The leader of the crane sect is as numb as a chicken.

The generation of the crane is as high as that of the first generation of the crane sect. It has always been the patron saint of the crane sect, protecting the crane sect from generation to generation. Unexpectedly, it was killed today.

But he didn't give him much time to grieve, and the flying sword flew into the air again.

This time, the aim is the crane sect leader's sign.

Wang Zheng reacted and looked at the falling flying sword, frightening the dead.

Although he was strong, he was just in the realm of King Kong. Even the crane, which was equivalent to the peak of xuanjing, was cut off by a sword, not to mention him.

Without hesitation, he turned his sword into a sword and tried to block the flying sword.

Then he turned and ran away.

The light of the sword turned into a sword, like a solid shield. However, when the flying sword flashed, it broke the sword and stirred Wang Zheng's sword into a pile of scrap iron.

At this time, Wang Zheng had fled into the hall behind him, and another array rose in the hall.

Many disciples of the crane gate have turned pale with fear. Wang Zheng fled into the hall to open the array, and they were isolated from the outside.

Although there are hundreds of disciples of the crane gate outside, they can't even mention their courage to stop in the face of this invincible Flying sword, just as a flock of sheep have no resistance to tigers.

Fortunately, the flying sword ignored the existence of the disciples. After destroying the sword, it roared and cut straight into the largest hall with a long air wave.

"Boom!"

the earth trembled and the mountains swayed.

The array rose one layer after another in the hall. Under the light of the sword, it was broken layer by layer, like a knife cutting tofu. Then the whole hall was divided into two, revealing the Wang Zheng hiding inside.

At the moment, Wang Zheng was full of despair. The falling flying sword directly penetrated his chest and nailed him to the ground. His mouth vomited blood and his eyes were a little lax, but he was still looking around. The owner of the flying sword did not appear from beginning to end.

"The crane gate is no longer a threat to you. Why don't you devote yourself to it?"

Every time Wang Zheng said a word, blood came out of his mouth, but he still didn't wait for Li Changsheng to show up.

"Did he really kill me with flying sword from xuanhuang mountain and finally take my life?"

At the time of lax life, Wang Zheng had an idea that he couldn't believe until death. Finally, his head fell down and he didn't breathe.

A few minutes later, the small flying sword that penetrated Wang Zheng's chest also cracked a dense gap. The aura on it was lost and there was no doubt that it was like scrap iron.

But it was because the flying sword broke the mountain protection array of the crane gate, fought hard with the old crane, and finally broke the sword in Wang Zheng's hand. It was already overwhelmed. Finally, when the array of the hall was broken and Wang Zheng was killed, it was completely scrapped, which was regarded as the completion of its mission.

The disciples of the crane gate stared at the ruined hall and the palm sect pierced by the sword, and their faces were sad.

All eyes turned to the second elder martial brother. There is no doubt that now the crane is dead and the old palm sect is dead. The second elder martial brother with the highest strength and status will undoubtedly become the new leader of the crane sect.

But the second senior brother was not happy. Without the old palm sect and the old crane, even if he inherited the position of the palm sect of the crane sect, the crane sect would fall into a second-class sect.

Especially the enemy who killed the enemy with flying sword. Who knows if he will come to trouble the crane gate again. At that time, he will be the first to die.

"Second senior brother, what should I do next?"

A younger martial brother came forward to salute and asked.

"We Xianhe gate offended the existence we shouldn't offend. It's really self destruction. Now we immediately announce that our Xianhe gate has been closed for ten years. We just hope that the Sword Fairy can let us go. Otherwise, the sky will kill our Xianhe gate, so we can only wait for our necks to be cut."

The second senior brother sighed.

Li Changsheng's sword not only killed Lao Zhangjiao and a crane, but also broke the heart of the crane gate. The future crane gate virtually planted a seed of fear in the hearts of every disciple.

I don't know how many generations it will take to regain its prestige.