Chapter 380 Join forces
Earth dragon turns over?
Under normal circumstances, this kind of vibration wouldn't even make Jin Chongyun shake, but he couldn't use his cultivation now, so he fell to the ground immediately.
Then he saw a heavy sword falling from the sky.
Duan Tiezhu, the former second in command of Wangjiang Tower, a top master of the fourth level, and the strongest successor to Dajiang sword intent, is here!
Jin Chongyun's hair and beard were standing on end with anger. How could the dignified leader of the Golden Sword Sect, a great cultivator of the Ninth Heaven, die at the hands of a small, dirty street manager!
Even if it means that his heart becomes even more vicious, I will tear this ignorant boy into pieces!
He raised the cold iron sword, waiting for Duan Tiezhu to fall to the right position. Then he could take one step ahead of him and use this extremely sharp sword to cut him into countless pieces in mid-air.
"Hey, man, look at me!" Zhao Yushu shouted from afar, then raised his right hand which could barely move.
The dragon bird emerges.
Duan Tiezhu only felt that the sword in his hand sank, as if it was out of his control, but fortunately, his move was originally a downward chop, so the impact was not great.
The sword of the old senior below also sank for a moment, and at the last moment he used his head to block his own sword.
The sound of bones breaking rang out on the dirty street for the second time.
Zhao Yushu took back the Dragon Bird and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Wangjiang Tower was indeed the largest sect in the southeast, and Duan Tiezhu was indeed the runner-up. This move of the Great River Sword Intention smashed down with layers of power, breaking through the Ninth Heaven's defense head-on.
Jin Chongyun's eyes turned blood red, blood flowed into his eyes, and his consciousness began to blur.
He still chickened out.
He didn't dare to risk his life. If he didn't care about his evil heart and used all his spiritual power, Duan Tiezhu could only hurt him at most but would never be able to kill him.
He still held out a glimmer of hope, hoping that after using less spiritual power to kill the two, he would still have a chance to get outside the water gate.
The fear of death really killed him. When facing death, the master of the Golden Sword Sect's arrogance and fearlessness disappeared completely.
But again, if he had no fear of death, why would he join the underworld?
Jin Chongyun slowly knelt down.
Duan Tiezhu held the sword with a look of doubt and uncertainty.
"Finish the kill, you idiot." Zhao Yushu's weak voice came.
"What?" Duan Tiezhu didn't understand.
"Give me another sword."
"oh oh."
The big sword was swung and smashed on Jin Chongyun's body. Then, as if still not satisfied, Tiezhu picked up Zhao Yushu's cold iron sword and stabbed it a few more times at the vital points.
Zhao Yushu finally felt relieved, he still couldn't defeat Jiu Chongtian.
Even with the help of various magical weapons, both sides suffered heavy losses. If it weren't for Duan Tiezhu, he would have died today.
Even if the opponent is not at the ninth level of the heaven, his combat skills and acumen are far superior to his own, so his skills still need to be honed.
Duan Tiezhu walked over.
"It still has to be you, my friend."
"You're such a jerk! You brought him here, are you trying to kill me?"
"Isn't this a lack of people?"
Tiezhu pulled Zhao Yushu up and carried him on his back: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you and take credit for it?"
"Mr. Six of the Academy, the Sixth Heaven can defeat the Ninth Heaven of the Underworld. If you are not stupid, you will know how to choose sides."
Duan Tiezhu spat: "Will their people chase after us?"
"Four people came from the underworld. I killed the one from the seventh level, and you killed the one from the ninth level. There is another one from the third level, and he won't be your opponent even if he comes."
Tie Zhu hummed: "Aren't there four? Why did you only say three? How many levels are there?"
"Oh, interior view."
"Zhao Yushu, your uncle!"
Master Xia became increasingly restless.
Too much time has passed. With Jin Chongyun's strength, Zhao Yushu would probably not be able to survive even a single encounter and would be killed. But now nearly an hour has passed.
Even the chief priest frowned. The servant at the door reported that the two men had chased and escaped, but Zhao Yushu's speed was not fast, and the formation on the city wall was not triggered. Since the two men had not left the city, they would have to fight.
How could Zhao Yushu survive until now under Jin Chongyun's control?
As the top fighter of the Cao Gang, the Great Priest naturally knew Jin Chongyun, a famous master from Yuezhou not far away. The two had even sparred with each other several times before the other joined the underworld.
The opponent's golden sword is indeed amazing. After reaching the seventh level of enlightenment, he is considered the strongest among those in the same realm.
This is probably the reason why the underworld only looked for Jin Chongyun but not for me to join.
The chief priest was a little indignant, but he could let it go because he was younger than Jin Chongyun and had a more promising future.
Shaking his head and throwing all these nonsense out of his mind, the chief priest decided to go out and take a look. Since Zhao Yushu was caught by Jin Chongyun, there is no way he would turn back to kill Master Xia, so he doesn't need to worry about his safety.
"Where did they go?" The chief priest ignored Mr. Xia's tactful attempts to stop him, walked out of the mansion and asked the gatekeeper.
"Reporting to the great priest, they went south."
The chief priest looked at the darkness in the south. There was indeed a faint sound coming from the river bank just now, so her iron tower-like body suddenly jumped up, and then landed heavily more than ten feet away, smashing a pile of bluestone, and then rushed south at a very fast speed.
In a half-broken shop, Tiezhu placed Zhao Yushu on a table and sat on a bench: "What should we do next?"
"How long will it take you to carry me to Watergate?"
Tiezhu scratched his head and said, "The water gate is not far, at most an incense stick away. But if you run fast, I'm afraid your body will fall apart. How many good bones do you have?"
Zhao Yushu tried hard and slowly sat up: "It's not a big problem."
Duan Tiezhu was dumbfounded: "How could you not be able to move after that palm strike from him just now?"
Do I have to tell you that I have a magical weapon to protect me?
“I’m gifted.”
"roll!"
Zhao Yushu couldn't wait to escape for a simple reason: he was afraid of more trouble.
He was not sure whether the chief priest would come, but there was one person who was very likely to come, the Third Master of Jiangnan.
If the Third Master comes, Duan Tiezhu won't be able to protect him even if he wants to.
But as long as you go out of the water gate, no matter who is outside the academy, they can protect themselves, and even if Jing comes, he will not be able to stay.
Duan Tiezhu didn't delay. He carried Lao Zhao and ran, carefully avoiding the Third Master's sphere of influence along the way. Although it was a longer route, it was safer.
The Third Master did come. In fact, he wanted to come when Jin Chongyun swung the first sword. Who wouldn’t want to watch the final battle between the boss of Jiuchongtian and Mr. Six of the academy?
But he was scared. Jin Chongyun was not his one, and Zhao Yushu had killed the Second Master. No matter who won or lost, they would kill him if they saw him.
It’s a pity for the fourth brother. That’s his territory. I’m afraid he can’t escape the disaster.
From now on, the entire Jiangnan area will belong to you.
I really want to laugh.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the other side.
Finished? Left?
The Third Master hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but go and take a look. After all, they had some friendship, so he just thought of it as collecting the Fourth Master's body.
When the Third Master arrived at the Dirty Street which was almost in ruins, he had a headache. It was so rotten that it would cost a lot of money to repair it himself.
However, when he saw Jin Chongyun, who was almost turned into a puddle of mud, his mind went blank and he was in a trance for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.
Jin Chongyun is dead? The great monk of the Ninth Heaven died just like that?!
With a bang, an iron tower fell from the sky.
The chief priest frowned and looked at Jin Chongyun on the ground. He suppressed his shock and looked at the Third Master: "Did you kill him?"