The mysterious man's cultivation level is not low, at least not lower than ninth level.
This is Cao Zhengchun's most intuitive feeling.
The second feeling is anger!
Crazy, this person is too arrogant!
If you don’t want to die, just get out?
How had Cao Zhengchun ever received such an insult?
"Shuzi is arrogant!"
"All rivers return to the sea!!"
Cao Zhengchun was immediately furious. He immediately showed no mercy and used all his strength to stir up energy. The deep and deep Tiangang Tongzi Kung internal energy turned into waves of air, crushing towards the mysterious man one after another.
In an instant, the air waves surged, like overwhelming mountains and seas, with immeasurable power.
"Ha! A little trick!"
The mysterious man was not frightened at all. He slowly stretched out his fingers and pointed lightly at the surging air waves. The sword energy surged out and exploded. The sword energy split into countless phantoms and hit the air wall hard.
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The previously mighty Qi wall disintegrated inch by inch under the mysterious man's finger, like broken porcelain.
Cao Zhengchun's face changed drastically and he blurted out: "Master of swordsmanship?"
In the whole world, the only one who can defeat him with just one finger of sword energy is the Grandmaster!
There is actually a swordsman master hidden in the capital?
Damn it!
Isn't he afraid of angering those old people in the worship hall?
The five great masters of the Enshrinement Hall are already giants in this era when there are no great masters.
The capital city is even under their jurisdiction, and no one dares to violate it!
How dare he show up so blatantly?
"So much nonsense!"
The mysterious man pointed out a second finger.
The mysterious man's second finger pointed out of thin air, and the shadow of a sword appeared.
Suddenly, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and a bright sword energy, accompanied by the indestructible sword intent, penetrated and pointed directly at Cao Zhengchun's heart.
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. Cao Zhengchun retreated violently, used the Tiangang Boy Kung Fu with all his strength, and shouted: "Vajra Body Protector!"
Circular air shields were erected from Cao Zhengchun's side, one after another, protecting him in the center like a turtle. The semi-circular air shields emitted a pale golden light and were extremely hard.
But the sense of crisis in Cao Zhengchun's heart remained the same, as if a sharp sword was on his head and would fall at any time.
"puff!"
With these thoughts in mind, Cao Zhengchun no longer hesitated, bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood essence. The essence blood was instantly dyed with the golden aura, making it even more powerful and shining.
Cao Zhengchun's face paled visibly. His eyes were fixed on the approaching Qi Sword, waiting for the result.
"Pfft!"
The shining air shield was like an eggshell, broken and scrapped layer by layer. The sharp air sword was like an extremely sharp spear, piercing through Cao Zhengchun's tenth-level Vajra protective air shield without any obstruction.
layer!
Second floor!
Three floors!
The air shield composed of more than ten overlapping layers was vulnerable to the piercing of the air sword and collapsed suddenly.
Cao Zhengchun took advantage of the delay of a few seconds to narrowly avoid the energy sword. The fierce energy tore the python robe and flesh and blood on Cao Zhengchun's chest, leaving a bloody mark. The flesh and blood tore, and blood continued to ooze out.
"boom!"
The air sword shot into the rock wall and made a bottomless dent.
Cao Zhengchun gasped for air and looked at the scar on his chest with lingering fear. Fortunately, he escaped in time, otherwise it would not just be this scar, but it would pierce through his chest and die.
One sword cuts through all the rivers and returns to the sea.
One sword breaks through the Vajra's protective body.
The powerful strength made it difficult for Cao Zhengchun to compete, and he could not even protect himself...
Is this the Grandmaster?
Cao Zhengchun felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart!
The mysterious person is naturally none other than Zhu Youji.
At this moment, he is still wearing a mask, hiding his identity. It is not yet time for him to reveal his identity.
When he reveals his identity, it will be the time when he completely solves the stubborn problems of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youji stopped looking at Cao Zhengchun. At this point, Cao Zhengchun was no longer qualified for him to look at him, so he looked in the direction filled with strong hatred.
Use hatred as the source of artistic conception to break through the master. In history, most people who do this will be controlled by the devil and become a murderous maniac. In the end, they will be exterminated and defended.
Hatred is the most difficult mood to control.
A person who is constantly affected by hatred will easily become possessed by the devil in his behavior. The probability of becoming possessed by the devil during cultivation is also very high.
Even if he is as strong as Zhu Youji, he has never considered using hatred to become a master. This is equivalent to sleeping with a time bomb in his arms. He may go crazy at any time, fall into the devil's way, and lose his original intention.
"Innate body-breaking invisible sword energy!"
With a thought in Zhu Youji's mind, hundreds of sword auras appeared around him, with sharp edges, criss-crossing, and sharp edges that were hard to look at directly.
Cheng Shifei just looked at it twice, and his eyes started to become sore and he kept crying...
Cao Zhengchun took a step back, his eyes full of fear and fear. This sword energy containing the sword intention, with the unparalleled sword intention, was like a god descending to earth, arrogant among the heroes, and invincible.
At this moment, in Cao Zhengchun's eyes, Zhu Youji seemed to be an indestructible sword, showing its edge unscrupulously and dazzlingly.
too strong!
Cao Zhengchun was shocked in his heart and did not dare to move rashly for fear of being hurt by the sword energy.
Zhu Youji jumped up, and countless sword energies surged and enveloped his body. His whole body was like a ball of light exuding heat. With his arrogant and powerful posture, he directly tore apart the master's artistic conception.
"who?"
As soon as the artistic conception space was torn apart, Wei Zhongxian noticed it. He turned around suddenly and looked at Zhu Youji.
"Who are you?"
Zhu Youji was covered with several feet of sword energy, moving back and forth, tearing apart the interference of the surrounding artistic conception, and responded: "The ancient three links are mine, and anyone who stands in my way will die."
Zhu Youji's voice was cold and hoarse, full of the arrogance and arrogance of a peerless master.
At this moment, Zhu Youji's character is that of a cold and ruthless swordsman.
Wei Zhongxian is an experienced man. He has experienced ups and downs. When he meets a master who behaves like this, he remains calm, smiles peacefully, and says loudly: "How about we stop at the end of the order?"
Being able to break through his artistic conception, and being able to condense sword energy all over his body, he has obviously reached the realm of a master. As long as he is a master, both of them are equal.
There is no order of learning, the master is the teacher.
Among masters, it is very difficult to distinguish between life and death!
It is difficult to kill a grandmaster who is bent on escaping. After all, the innate true energy comes over and over again, with an endless supply.
His endurance and combat prowess are unmatched by ordinary warriors.
In those legends, those who fight for days and nights are all master-level masters.
"Can."
Zhu Youji still maintained his master posture, Leng Ao responded.
"hehe."
Wei Zhongxian smiled, circulated his true energy, and twisted slightly. The broken stones and broken blade fragments on the surrounding ground floated up and condensed on his fingertips. A line was formed by the condensation of artistic conception, innate true energy, stones, and iron slag fragments. The formed silver needle surges out of thin air, like a black hole, absorbing the surrounding light sources.
Zhu Youji, who has a keen perception, felt the strong hatred from the silver needle, which was like substance, exuding a depraved aura.
How can a person who borrows hatred to become a master still maintain his sanity?
has a problem!
This man must have a secret.
"go!"
Wei Zhongxian flicked his finger, and a ray of silver light burst out, like lightning at dawn, tearing apart the sky and shooting towards Zhu Youji.
"Little Doyle!"
Zhu Youji also bent his fingers, gathered the sword energy around him, turned it into a point of light, and shot it out with a snap of his finger.
The Ten Thousand Zhang Sword Qi is like a substance.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
It turned into thousands of sword energy, slanting out from all over the sky and covering the ground, directly covering the silver needle.
The silver needles kept tearing the sword energy apart, breaking into pieces, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
When the silver needle shattered, the ten thousand sword light gathered again and turned into a sword light, pointing directly at the center of Wei Zhongxian's eyebrows.
Wei Zhongxian's calm expression changed for the first time. He waved his sleeves with his backhand, and a strong innate Qi gathered together and turned into an air shield to protect himself.
"Zizzizi..."
The sword energy and the innate true energy collided with each other, bursting out waves of energy, and powerful shock waves spread out along the center.
The rock walls and ground of the entire underground cave were trembling, and the blades, stalactites and other debris on the rock walls all exploded.
The strong movement shocked the entire prison.
"Someone is fighting!"
"Quick! Someone is robbing the prison!"
"How audacious! At the bottom!"
…
The masters of the Punishment Department and the eunuchs of the East Factory started to move one after another, their footsteps crackling, and the sound was getting closer and closer to the lowest level.
"Father, we should go." Cao Zhengchun reminded.
Wei Zhongxian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You win, Gu Santong, you can take it away!"
"snort!"
Zhu Youji snorted lightly and directly circulated his true energy, sucking the injured Gu Santong and Cheng Shifei directly into his hands, jumped up, walked through the secret passage and walked towards the outside of the prison.
Zhu Youji kept walking in the tunnel. With his cultivation, even if he was carrying two people, his speed would not slow down. He walked out of the tunnel in about the time of a cup of tea.
A figure stood with a knife and stopped Zhu Youji.