Still one step late!

When Tang Long looked at him closely, he saw a circle of blood-colored sword marks on Lu Zunhou’s neck!

Tat.

Soon, blood flowed down Lu Zunhou's neck.

"Hiss, what a terrible sword move!"

"It's only a little short, you can cut off Lu Zunhou's head!"

"No wonder, these nine admirals will be worshipped by major hidden sects as gods!"

The onlookers also said in horror.

At this time, Lu Zunhou was also scared and sweated. He never expected that the strength of the Nine Gate Admiral would become so terrifying after not seeing each other for many years?!

Even a long-lost sword move like taking a cow from across the mountain can be used?!

You must know!

Even if it is Lu Zunhou, he will not be able to "take cows from across the mountain"!

As far as Lu Zunhou knows, in the history of the Sword Immortal Sect, it is probably only the ancestor Chen Tuan who can practice the ultimate in the distance from the mountain!

I remember when I was fighting chess with Zhao Kuangyin, the ancestor Chen Tuan played chess through Huashan and used the "Catching the Cow from the Mountain"!

Every finger of sword energy is a chess piece!

In fact, the ancestor Chen Tuan just wanted to scare Zhao Kuangyin and the 100,000 army away!

In the end, Zhao Kuangyin lost Huashan to Chen Tuan’s ancestor!

Lu Zunhou knew that if he continued like this, he would have to be seriously injured even if he didn't die!

Thinking of this, Lu Zunhou clasped his fists and said, "Sir, the strength of this immortal has not been fully restored. Why not, you and I will fight again another day!"

"Fight again next day?!"

"Haha, of course!"

"But you bully the small ones by bullying the small ones and hurt the disciples and sons of Admiral. How do you calculate this account?"
Chapter completed!