"Xiao Zhao!" Wang Xu knew who was coming when he saw the man in red on the roof.
Xiao Zhao's real name is Han Zhao, and she is the daughter of Dai Qisi, the Purple-shirted Dragon King, and Han Qianye, one of the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Dynasty.
She obeyed her mother's orders at a very young age and infiltrated the Ming Cult to steal the Great Shifting Mind Technique. Later, the White-browed Eagle King saw the flaw and was thrown into a sky prison and locked her hands with cold iron chains.
Some time ago, there was another internal strife in the Ming Cult, and Xiao Zhao sneaked out while the guards were not paying attention.
It's just that the cold iron chain in her hand is a secret torture tool of the Sky Eagle Cult, and it can never be opened without a key.
In order to break the cold iron chain, Xiao Zhao thought of the Yitian Sword left on Wudang Mountain. The Yitian Sword is said to be the sharpest in the world and can naturally cut off the cold iron chain. She went to Wudang Mountain this time to attack the Yitian Sword.
"A group of people fight one person, but he still doesn't know martial arts. You Wudang Mountains are really majestic." Xiao Zhao, dressed in red with a red veil on his face, said with contempt while sitting on the roof.
Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces and asked: "My friend above, which sect are you a master of?"
"You don't want to be an expert, let alone a friend." Xiao Zhao glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and found that she was only wearing a bellyband, and sneered: "Before you speak, put your clothes on. Who are you trying to seduce?"
"You..." Zhou Zhiruo was ashamed and angry after hearing Xiao Zhao's words.
She was wearing a white gauze dress. It was not that she was not wearing any clothes, but the material was thin and transparent, so from a distance it looked like she was not wearing any clothes.
Seeing that Zhou Zhi wanted to refute, Xiao Zhao did not give her the chance and continued: "I have traveled all over the country and seen many scenes, big and small. This is the first time that a Taoist priest openly committed suicide in a Taoist temple. Tell me.
, what is your name, which brothel did you come from, is it called Xiao Taohong or Xiao Cuiliu?"
"You are deceiving the public with your evil words, I will kill you!" Zhou Zhiruo couldn't listen any more, so he pulled out the sword of a disciple next to him and flew out with the tip of his toe.
Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts is not weak, she is evenly matched with Song Qingshu, and she is also a rising star among the famous and decent sects.
It's a pity that she underestimated Xiao Zhao's martial arts. Xiao Zhao is the daughter of the Purple Shirt Dragon King. His martial arts skills are as good as those of the Purple Shirt Dragon King. Even if he is not as good as the successors of sects like Wudang Shaolin, he is not inferior to Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei Sect.
The two stepped on the rubble, and in an instant they were fighting for more than a dozen moves on the roof. They were coming and going, and neither of them could do anything to the other in a short period of time.
Song Qingshu was very protective of Hua. Seeing how powerful Xiao Zhao was in martial arts, he was also afraid that Zhou Zhiruo would hurt her hand, so he drew his sword and flew up.
Now, without Song Qingshu's suppression, Zhang Wuji suddenly returned to the sea.
Wang Xu raised his head and glanced at him, but before he could speak, Zhang Wuji shouted, "Are you here a long time ago?"
Wang Xu looked at him like a fool, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, without saying a word.
Zhang Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted angrily: "Since you were here a long time ago, why didn't you save me and just watched me being humiliated?"
"Haha..." Wang Xu couldn't laugh or cry. What does the sooner or later he comes have to do with whether he can save people or not? Does he owe Zhang Wuji, or is Zhang Wuji his long-lost biological son?
Everyone meets each other by chance and becomes acquainted with each other. Saving people is a matter of friendship, but not rescuing them is a duty.
He said this as if he had to save people, and the relationship between everyone was not that good.
"Brother, be careful!"
On the roof, Xiao Zhao deliberately used a flaw to attract Zhou Zhiruo to attack. In fact, the real target was Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu was eager to protect Hua, and raised his sword to help. However, when the sword was halfway out, he realized that Xiao Zhao had already forced him back and Zhou Zhiruo pulled back and kicked him in the chest.
Zhou Zhiruo's exclamation was heard in her ears, and the boots were getting closer and closer in front of her eyes.
Song Qingshu hurriedly raised his sword to resist. The next second, a huge force came from the sword. Song Qingshu couldn't help but stepped back five or six steps, missed the step and fell from the roof.
"Hee hee, the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are not very good!" Xiao Zhao kicked Song Qingshu off the roof. He was not in a hurry to fight with Zhou Zhiruo. Instead, he stood on the roof and made sarcastic remarks.
Song Qing's bookish face turned blue. He pushed away the Wudang disciple who was pulling him up and said loudly: "Junior Sister, take out the Yitian Sword and cut her into pieces!"
"Okay!" Zhou Zhiruo jumped off the roof and went straight to her boudoir.
Xiao Zhao turned over and fell to the ground, ignoring the Wudang disciples who were surrounding him, and asked Zhang Wuji: "Are you Zhang Wuji?"
"It's me." Zhang Wuji had a bruised nose and a swollen face. If he was a handsome boy before, he is almost like a beggar now.
After saying this, Zhang Wuji glanced at Wang Xu with hatred in his eyes.
In his mind, Wang Xu's martial arts skills were very high and it would be easy to save him.
But he did nothing and allowed himself to be humiliated by people like Song Qingshu, only to show up at the last moment.
If Zhang Wuji had a hatred value, his hatred towards Song Qingshu would be at full 100, and his hatred towards Wang Xu would also have to be above 70.
"Boy, look at me like this, don't you want to get the Nine Yang Magic Skill?" Wang Xu transmitted the voice into the secret, and the voice resounded in Zhang Wuji's ears.
Zhang Wuji's expression changed, and he quickly hid the resentment in his eyes, lowered his head and stopped talking.
Wang Xu had a faint sneer on his face, he was just using Zhang Wuji to get the bargaining chip of Nine Yang Magic.
If Zhang Wuji is really ignorant, Wang Xu has many ways to deal with him, even if Zhang Wuji learns the Nine Yang Magic Skill.
From the current point of view, Zhang Wuji has not yet succeeded in his ambition, but he is already going to be aggressive.
Doesn't he know that in life, the highest priority is to be patient? He has endured this for seven years, and he cannot endure it for a few more days.
"Zhang Wuji, now I will tell you how to find the Nine Yang Magic Art. Don't you want revenge? Go and fight for it yourself." Wang Xu still transmitted the message into the secret, and passed a secret message into Zhang Wuji's ears.
The more Zhang Wuji listened, the more delighted he became. He didn't notice at all that a white dot the size of a sesame was flicked on his clothes by Wang Xu's hand.
"Remember, you promised to do three things for me. I can make you fly into the sky or knock you down a cliff. Just take care of yourself." Wang Xu said one word at a time, and when he said the last word, Sesame was astonished.
The white spots have changed colors and disappeared on Zhang Wuji's body.
"Bitch, look at the power of my Yitian Sword!" Two flowers bloomed, one on each side. While Wang Xu was doing his tricks, Zhou Zhiruo also invited the Yitian Sword out.
Zheng!!!
There was a sword cry, and the Yitian Sword was instantly unsheathed. The sword energy was ten meters away from the body, turning into golden light and sweeping across the scene.
Wang Xu's eyes narrowed instantly. How could Zhou Zhiruo's internal strength achieve ten meters of sword energy?
You must know that even Yue Buqun, the Swordsman in the Swordsman, does not have such a strong sword energy. It is considered far away from the body by five or six meters.
Zhou Zhiruo's cultivation level is similar to Song Qingshu's, but not as good as Yue Buqun's. How could he have such power?
"Yitian Sword!" Wang Xu could only think of Yitian Sword, a legendary magical weapon with the ability to release true energy to the outside world.
The Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword are Yang Guo's black iron swords, which are made from the fusion of meteorites from outside the sky and contain the hard work of Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
It seems that this sword is really extraordinary. Wang Xu has traveled through so many worlds, and this is the first time he has seen such a magical weapon. It would be a lie to say that he is not moved.