The woman in purple dress was Tan Meiqin, an inner disciple of Yanyu Daotong. Tan Meiqin was also the maid of Yanyu Daotong Yuyue. She came to her position according to her daughter Yuyue. She originally wanted to save Huang Xiaolong, but she didn't expect that as soon as she arrived, she saw Huang Xiaolong's ink sword energy flying with one finger, and then bombard Zhou Hong with a shocking scene.

Tan Meiqin was in a daze.

Before, she thought that Zhou Hong was careless, so this young man could only knock Zhou Hong away with one finger, but now, Zhou Hong is not careless, Zhou Hong even used the sword energy of the ink sword!

Tan Meiqin was shocked. Isn’t this the same thing among the strong men from all sides?

The powerful men from all sides who rushed over looked at Zhou Hong who was lying at the end of the end, for a moment they forgot where they were. Their eyes were stagnant and they looked at Huang Xiaolong with shock.

"Zhou Hong used the sword energy of the ink sword and was defeated! He was bounced away with one finger!"

"Who is he?! Which disciple of the Taoist sect is he?"

"Is it the young master of the Taoist sect?!"

Only some young masters of Taoism can do such combat power and talent!

The disciple Chen and others from the Ten Swords Taoist Orthodox were also surprised when they looked at Huang Xiaolong.

Although Zhou Hong was still suppressing his realm in the early stage of the fifth level of the ancestor just now, Huang Xiaolong was still able to defeat Zhou Hong who had used the ink sword energy under the same realm. This was enough to alarm the younger generation of Longyu Cave Heaven.

In shock, Zhou Hong, who was lying in the ruins at the end, broke through the air again, flashed, and had returned to everyone. However, the ten swordsman robe he was wearing was covered with sword holes, and was completely decaying. He was no longer as handsome as before and no longer had the domineering power he had before.

Zhou Hong's eyes were blood-red, like a severely damaged beast, staring at Huang Xiaolong with his blood-devouring and cruel eyes, which made people feel heartbroken.

His murderous intent was a little stronger than before.

There has never been a moment that made him so murderous intent so much.

"I don't care who you are, you will die today!" Zhou Hong paused word by word: "Now, no one can save you. Whoever dares to save you will be enemies with me, Zhou Hong and my Ten Swords and Taoist Orthodox!"

The sound seemed to float out of the extremely cold hell, which surprised the strong people around.

Zhou Hong was warning everyone around that today, no one could stop him from killing Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong knocked him away again and again, and in front of so many people, he would not be enough to vent his anger in his heart if he didn't kill Huang Xiaolong.

Not killing Huang Xiaolong is not enough to avenge the shame in his heart!

Zhou Hong's aura was fully released, and the aura of the middle stage of the eighth level of the ancestor caused a sensation in the world. The sword pressed against the sun, moon, and stars, and the ink swords shattered the void.

Zhou Hong had killed the powerful half-step Taoist master before. Under his full release of momentum, how strong is his ink sword energy?!

The strong people from all directions were shocked and hid, and even the strong people in the ninth level of the ancestor did not dare to be careless. They were frightened and retreated continuously, fearing that they would be swept into the sword energy of Zhou Hongmo's sword.

You should know that even the Half-Step Taoist Lord was killed by Zhou Hong's ink sword energy, this is not a joke.

Before, Zhou Hong suppressed the realm, and the power of the Mo Jian sword energy was greatly reduced, but now, Zhou Hong has completely released it, and the Mo Jian sword energy can easily crush the body of the great way of the ancestor's ninth level of power.

"So strong, this is Zhou Hong's strength! It's so strong!" A peak-level strong man in the late stage of the Ninth Level of the Ancestor was shocked.

He had a feeling that Zhou Hong's ink sword energy could easily cut him in half, and even the Dao Soul might be cut open with one sword.

"I am worthy of being the best disciple with the talent of the Ten Swords. Zhou Hong is only in the middle stage of the eighth level of the ancestor. If he breaks through to the ninth level of the ancestor, how strong would he be? At that time, I'm afraid he will be able to enter the Taoist list!"

Everyone was shocked and discussed.

The Taoist List is a list below the Taoist Lord of the Holy Realm.

Those who can be on the Taoist list are the strongest combat power under the Taoist Lord.

There are only one hundred on the Taoist list.

The current Taoist list is naturally Huang Shuai, the son of Creator.

"However, Zhou Hong said before that as long as the other party can take his sword, he will let the other party leave. Now he will take action again and again. Wouldn't he break his promise? Moreover, he said before that he would suppress the realm at the early stage of the fifth level of the ancestor, but now he has to take action with all his strength!" Some disciples felt unfair.

Although Zhou Hong's strength is shocking, many people are still ashamed of Zhou Hong's repeated rebellion and rebellion.

However, as soon as the disciple said, he saw a ray of ink sword energy coming in an instant, turning into a blood mist.

Some of the disciples who were talking were so scared that they kept silent when they saw this, and some even knelt from afar and begged for mercy.

Zhou Hong ignored the disciples who knelt down and begged for mercy. He stared at Huang Xiaolong coldly, and a black long sword appeared in his hand: "It is your honor to die under my ink sword!"

At this time, Zhou Hong no longer retained his strength and even summoned the ink sword.

Seeing that Zhou Hong even summoned the ink sword, everyone around was shocked.

The ink sword was summoned, and the surrounding spaces turned completely into ink. In this ink color, the sword energy floated.

"This is the sword barrier of the Mo Jian!" a strong man exclaimed.

Huang Xiaolong was also surprised to see the sword barrier of the ink sword. This ink sword could actually create a barrier. No wonder it could become the treasure of the ten swordsmanship.

You should know that even the Hunyuan Daozun’s Hunyuan Sword has no sword barrier.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong staring at the sword barrier of his ink sword, Zhou Hong smiled coldly: "What, are you scared now? But it would be too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now."

His intention to kill Huang Xiaolong has been decided.

When Huang Xiaolong heard this, he smiled: "Kneel down and beg for mercy? Even if your ancestor's full strength sword in the middle stage of the eighth level of the age of the eighth level, he will not be able to shave my skin. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can leave some face for you and let you get out."

Everyone was stunned.

Even Tan Meiqin, who is in the mist and rain, was shocked.

"This kid is so crazy, he is so crazy! Even the Half-Step Taoist Lord is going to be killed by Zhou Hong. He actually said that Zhou Hong could not shave his skin with all his strength! He thought his Dao Body was a Dao Zun Realm weapon!"

"Even if his combat power is amazing, Zhou Hong no longer suppresses his realm now. It would be great that he could block Zhou Hong's sword energy next time. Instead, he made Zhou Hong kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Some strong men couldn't help but mocked Huang Xiaolong when they saw that Huang Xiaolong was too crazy.

Zhou Hong laughed furiously: "Okay, then I'll try how strong your Dao body is. See if my sword with all my strength can scratch your skin!" Speaking of this, the ink light flashed in his body, and a sword body that looked like an ink sword flew out, but this sword body was different from the ink sword.

"It's the sword spirit! Zhou Hong has indeed cultivated the sword spirit! It seems that that boy really made Zhou Hong extremely angry. This time he even used the sword spirit!"

"A sword spirit comes out, it shocks the world and makes ghosts cry!"

The masters looked at Zhou Hong's sword spirit and their faces changed.

Seeing that Zhou Hong even used the sword spirit, Tan Meiqin of Yanyu Taoist Tong hesitated. Huang Xiaolong must be unable to take Zhou Hong's sword. Should she speak now and save the young man?
Chapter completed!