Zhao Huaian's sudden deep voice made De Yunxiao feel a little excited. To be honest, with his current strength, it would not take much effort to deal with a cultivator who was only one level higher than himself.
However, the Zhao family is a top-notch force in Tenglong Continent, and there will definitely not be only people like Zhao Huaian among them. He wants to know as much as possible about the Zhao family's fighting methods. Since they have already made enemies, there may be opportunities for big fights in the future.
Whoosh!
After Yun's joke fell, Zhao Huaian stretched out his right hand, and then everyone saw that there was a three-foot long sword glowing with green light on his right palm, and there was a trace of special aura exuding from it.
"This is the Qingming Sword. The sword is three feet nine inches long and two inches six minutes wide. It was obtained from Qingming Mountain in the Zhao family twenty years ago. I have fed it with my essence and blood for twenty years, and now it has become one with me!"
Zhao Huaian looked at the azure sword in his hand with somewhat confused eyes. These words sounded a bit inexplicable, but they finally made everyone know the origin of this azure sword.
A high-level long sword weapon may not sound like a big deal, but when hearing Zhao Huaian's last words, it made some people think deeply.
As for weapons, it is indeed said that the body is used as a weapon, which can make this weapon more like an arm and a finger when used, but ordinary weapons simply cannot achieve such an effect. In this case, the Qingming Sword still has
Something unknown.
"Yun Xiao, if you can take my sword, Zhao will give up the sword and admit defeat, but if you can't take it..."
There was a touch of ultimate confidence in Zhao Huaian's tone. He didn't finish his last words, but everyone understood what he meant. If he couldn't bear the consequences, he could only go to see the King of Hell.
"Is he finally going to pull this off?"
As a genius of the Zhao family, Zhao Ling still knew something about the move that Zhao Huaian was about to use. Although the move was powerful, it would hurt others. Even if it could kill Yun Xiao, it would not take more than a few years.
It's impossible to recover.
"Hearing what you said, I really want to see what the sword moves are!"
Listening to Zhao Huaian's confident words, Yun Xiao stood with his hands behind his hands. He didn't look like he said "I really want to see it" at all. Instead, he seemed as content as an adult watching a child play.
"How can an ignorant child know how powerful it is to feed a sword with one's body?"
Seeing that Yun Xiao was so nonchalant, Zhao Huaian just shouted softly this time and was not angered because he knew that the sword he was going to use next would not tolerate any negligence at all.
Hoo ho ho...
As the low shout fell, a special aura emerged from Zhao Huaian's body, and then a bloody aura spread into his nose. It looked like the elder of the Zhao family was wrapped in blood.
Under the gaze of everyone, the blood energy that Zhao Huaian sacrificed directly penetrated into the Qingming Sword at the next moment. After making the Qingming Sword grow without a storm several times, it even caused its green light to flicker.
, all seemed to exude a faint blood light.
"The essence and blood are the guide, and the body is the sword!"
Zhao Huaian looked solemn and solemn. He stretched out his right hand and spit out a drop of red blood from his index finger onto the sword. Then, everyone saw a scene of extreme astonishment.
I saw that Zhao Huaian's entire figure was slowly integrated into the huge Qingming Sword. This was the legendary fusion of human and sword.
"Tsk, tsk, you are really desperate. Just this one move will probably cost you decades of life, right?"
As the reincarnation of Long Xiao, Yun Xiao could tell at a glance what methods Zhao Huaian had used, and no one would use such methods except in some life-or-death situations.
Once you use your body to feed the sword, you are using your own life force to increase the power of the weapon. The longer the delay, the more life force you will lose. You may even be unable to fight for a long time and your life will come to an end directly.
But then I thought about it, this was indeed a critical moment of life and death for Zhao Huaian. If Yun Xiao could not be completely killed, then it would be him, Zhao Huaian, who would die. The battle had begun, and both sides had no way out.
"die!"
A sharp shout came from the huge blood sword, which seemed extremely mysterious and strange.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to this weirdness. They all wanted to know, could the young man in rough clothes named Yun Xiao resist Zhao Huaian's sword attack?
"What is he going to do?"
At this moment, everyone suddenly saw the young man in rough clothes slowly raising his arm and taking out the wooden sword that had been stuck on his back.
"Does he want to use this wooden sword to compete with Elder Zhao's sword? Isn't this overestimating his own capabilities?"
Many people have never seen the Dragon Sword, and even Zhao Lingjun Tieshu, who has seen the Dragon Sword, does not think that the wooden sword can really compete with Zhao Huaian's Body Sword.
Strictly speaking, with Zhao Huaian's cultivation in the middle stage of the Fu Di Realm and the advanced Qing Ming Sword, the combined power of the human sword was already comparable to the strongest blow of a strong person in the late Fu Di Realm.
Although Zhao Ling and others have seen the power of that wooden sword, under such a gap, it is impossible for a wooden sword to compete with the high-level earth-level weapon Qingming Sword that uses the body as a sword, right?
People who don’t know the inside story think that Yun Xiao is overestimating his own abilities, but only Yun Xiao knows that a sword nourished with one’s body and blood is vulnerable to the Dragon Control Sword. How can these mortals from Tenglong Continent be vulnerable?
Will you know the magical power of Yulong Sword?
"it's over!"
Zhao Huaian, whose entire body had been integrated into the Qingming Sword, could naturally see Yun Xiao's movements and immediately felt relieved.
A soft sound came from the sword body, and the next moment, the Qingming Sword, which was a human-sword fusion, was already clashing fiercely with the inconspicuous wooden sword in Yun Xiao's hand.
Crack!
The sound of a light sound that followed made the preconceived onlookers subconsciously think that Yun Xiao's wooden sword must have been cut off in one fell swoop, because it couldn't withstand the Qing Ming Sword that merged into a human sword.
Yes, I'm afraid it's the body of the boy in rough clothes, right?
"No! It's not a wooden sword!"
However, some cultivators with strong soul power discovered an incredible scene the next moment, because they suddenly discovered that the wooden sword in Yun Xiao's hand was still intact.
In this case, the only thing that will be cut off is the Qingming Sword. When they think of Zhao Huaian who has become one with the Qingming Sword, everyone is horrified and want to see the final result.
"ah!"
Under the gaze of everyone, an earth-shaking howl finally came, and then everyone saw a figure squeezed out from the broken Qingming Sword, and this figure belonged to Zhao Huaian,
He is only half a body.
Some thoughtful people looked at it and saw that the tip of the Qingming Sword had been cut off, and half of its body was squeezed out. It looked extremely weird and bloody.
"How could that wooden sword be so strong?"
At this moment, no one regarded the wooden sword as an ordinary wooden sword anymore. Just kidding, even the Qingming Sword that was used as a sword was cut in half, and Zhao Huaian's tragic end was all there.
It is clear that the winner of this battle is the young man in rough clothes.
Zhao Huaian, who was cut off to the waist, had no choice but to die. He raised his head, enduring the severe pain of tearing, and his eyes were fixed on the wooden sword held by Yun Xiao.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Zhao Huaian's breath was extremely disordered, but his low voice was still clearly audible. This was perhaps his biggest wish before he died. The wooden sword was obviously better than the Qingming Sword he used as a sword.
I don’t know how many levels of tyranny there are.
"Dragon Sword!"
At this moment, Yun Xiao did not hide anything and inserted the wooden sword that was not stained with any blood back into his back. After the three words came out of his mouth, many people took a breath of cold air.
"You dare to call yourself 'Yu Long'; that's such a big statement!"
Some stubborn and old-fashioned people showed a hint of anger. You must know that this is the Kowloon Continent. According to legend, there were nine dragons in ancient times. This is the most noble belief of the cultivators in the Kowloon Continent and cannot be tolerated by anyone.
On the Nine Dragons Continent, there is a sword called "Yulong", which is a great disrespect to the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon. Therefore, even if everyone is frightened by the situation of Zhao Huaian being cut into two parts with one sword, they still feel that
The boy in rough clothes is too arrogant.
"Dragon Control Sword? Haha, dying under such a divine sword is not an injustice!"
On the other hand, the dying Zhao Huaian, after getting the answer he wanted, seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, forced out a smile and said this sentence, then tilted his head, and there was no movement at all.
"Zhao Huaian...is dead!"
Seeing this scene, no matter how dissatisfied everyone was with the name of the "Dragon Control Sword", they could not help but feel a sense of fear towards the young man in rough clothes.
Zhao Huaian was the elder of the Zhao family, a powerful man in the middle stage of the Fu Di Realm, but in the hands of the boy in rough clothes, he could only sustain three moves, and in the third move, he also used his strongest method of using his body to support the sword.
.
But even so, Zhao Huaian still couldn't escape the fate of being split in two. Although there was a reason why he didn't quite understand the power of the Dragon Sword, the boy in rough clothes undoubtedly had the ability to crush a strong person in the middle stage of the Volcano Realm.
strength.
Leaving aside the shocked onlookers, Zhang Daohe and Zong Boti, who had been paying attention to the battlefield here, felt that Zhao Huaian was dead, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. This seemed to be very different from what they had previously thought.
In and out.
It's okay with Zhang Daohe. After all, he is a strong man in the late stage of Fu Di Realm. But Zong Boti, who was fighting against Chi Yan and had a slight upper hand, felt nervous and finally found that he chose to help Zhang Dao this time.
He was probably a bit reckless in dealing with Yun Xiao. (To be continued)