"Hahaha, Luo Zheng, I underestimated you. Your talent is amazing, but only talent is useless. Martial artists who can enter the Ninth level of Tianyuan are all talents with amazing talent, but few people can finally enter the Ninth level, because most people have bad luck. They meet stronger opponents and fall!"


    Hou Cong gave a long smile and said in a cold voice, "you met me, and you''re not lucky. I''ll kill you today!"


    "Kill me?"


    Luo Zheng''s body suddenly flashed. He even avoided the impact of the long river of sword Qi and killed Hou Cong directly.


    Although Luo Zheng''s sword technique is powerful, the function of the main space of the sword is even greater. Like the Tianhong sword formula, although its power is amazing, the straight sword spirit does not pose a great threat to him. It can be as fast as Luo Zheng can''t react at all.


    "If the cultivation is above me, you can kill me? Look who killed who!"


    In an instant, his sword Qi penetrated the air and aroused countless airflow. Qingxun sword directly cut across Hou Cong''s neck.


    "Boy, you dare!"


    Hou Cong''s face changed and roared.


    The sword trembled. In an instant, the sword Qi rolled back and protected his body. He kept turning, "Tianhong turns upside down, and everything will not invade!"


    The sword Qi cut by Luo Zheng was cut to Hou Cong, and was immediately rolled into it by Xuan Zhuan''s energy, which was torn to pieces!


    The long river of sword Qi turned into a huge vortex. In the twinkling of an eye, the torrent vortex rolled towards Luo Zheng, as if everything in heaven and earth would be destroyed.


    Luo Zheng felt a strong suction, as if his body had lost control and took off. He couldn''t get away, but he was constantly pulled over.


    In an instant, he should have some less reaction, and the whole person was sucked into the vortex, silent!


    "It''s over!"


    Many inner disciples showed a disappointed look. Unexpectedly, it ended like this. Although they thought Luo Zheng could not win for a long time, Luo Zheng''s sword technique really shocked people.


    "Hahaha, the strong people in Lianyuan territory will die if they are involved in the whirlpool of Tianhong sword Qi, not to mention the mole ants in Yunyuan territory!"


    Hou Cong roared loudly, as if venting his depression.


    However, Taoist Longjian''s expression has not changed much. He can feel that Luo Zheng''s breath has not weakened!


    He knew very well that Luo Zheng was definitely not so easy to be killed, otherwise he could not have defeated Hao Feiyu on the sun island.


    Taoist Longjian can''t even offend the strong golden sword at any cost to bring Luo Zheng back to the Nanhai sword sect in order to get him into the door wall!


    Sure enough, just at this time, a scold sounded like thunder in mid air!


    "Broken!"


    Countless Blue Sword Qi, suddenly the inside of the sword Qi vortex pierced out, and in an instant, the sword Qi vortex exploded.


    Luo Zheng is like a peerless killing God. He broke the seal and came to the world!


    "Mole ants? How weak are you to be broken by mole ants like me?"


    Luo Zheng sneered.


    Just now, he was not unable to resist the suction of the sword breath vortex. He just wanted to crack it from the outside. It was too difficult, so he chose to enter the vortex center.


    It''s just this kind of thing that others can hardly do. Even the strong person in Lianyuan environment doesn''t have his strong body.


    "How can your body be so strong? What skill have you practiced?"


    Hou Cong''s face showed an unbelievable look. Luo Zheng entered the whirlpool of sword Qi with the cultivation of Yunyuan realm, which was completely unacceptable to him.


    His sword technique was better than one move, but Luo Zheng cracked it, which made him feel unbearable.


    "It''s none of your business what skills I''ve practiced. Now it has been proved that your strongest sword can''t defeat me or even hurt me. Now admit defeat and at least live!"


    A faint smile appeared on Luo Zheng''s handsome face.


    "What are you talking about?"


    Hou Cong''s face was angry, and his eyes were red, like a beast with anxious eyes.


    "I said, if you don''t admit defeat, you will die under my sword? Do you understand now?"


    Luo Zheng''s face was cold, his eyes were like cold stars, and his powerful breath suddenly burst out. Xinyuan sword code ran again, and the supreme sword Qi was fiercely stimulated.


    "Hahaha, you are dreaming. I can tell you that haofeiyu can''t defeat me by virtue of Xinyuan sword code. You are also an entry-level level. Your cultivation time is shorter than that of him. Unexpectedly, you said you wanted to kill me?"


    Hou Cong laughed wildly, venting his resentment.


    "Haofeiyu can''t defeat you? He''s just a defeated general of my men. He can''t kill you, but I can. Do you want to admit defeat or die?"


    Luo Zheng stood with his sword and asked calmly.


    In the sword Pavilion, he has fully integrated the method of refining yuan with heart and the method of refining yuan with heart, and the power of Xinyuan sword code has been greatly improved.


    At this time, it''s not impossible to kill Hou Cong with Xinyuan sword code, but Luo Zheng doesn''t want to expose his strength quickly.