Chapter 156: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?

But even so, the eleven of them will not just give up, this time Zhang Xiaofeng dared to come to the door so blatantly to rob people, if he didn't take their Zhao family in his eyes, how could the Zhao family swallow this breath?

It's just that before they stood up, Zhang Xiaofeng's figure immediately appeared in front of them, he was holding the Ziqing Sword, pointing directly at their front door, seeing that the Ziqing Sword was about to fall, Zhao Tiancheng, as the head of the family, finally made a move.

Although this Zhao Tiancheng is also an emperor-level master, he is much stronger than these eleven eleven elders, and he can see his extraordinaryness as soon as he makes a move.

Obviously, he has been observing Zhang Xiaofeng for a long time, and he also knows that Zhang Xiaofeng's strength is strong, so he showed no mercy as soon as he made a move, and a weapon appeared in his hand, although it was not a magic weapon, it was already a rare weapon.

The weapons of the ancient warriors are also divided into levels, from low to high, they can be divided into: yellow weapons, mysterious weapons, earth weapons, and heavenly weapons.

And each grade has three grades: upper, middle and lower.

Judging from the power of the long sword in Zhao Tiancheng's hand, he is only one point weaker than the magic weapon, it should be a celestial weapon, as for what grade of celestial weapon, Zhang Xiaofeng can't tell, but it should not be an ordinary grade celestial weapon that can be used by a master at the peak of the emperor level.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaofeng was still very surprised, after all, when he met Zhao Tiancheng before, he had not yet broken through to the peak of the emperor level, and he broke through in a short period of time, and his talent was not bad.

But even if there is a breakthrough, what if?

He wasn't even afraid of twelve emperor-level masters, could it be that he was afraid of an ancient martial artist at the peak of the emperor-level level?

With his current strength, he is not afraid of facing a god-level master, let alone an ancient martial artist at the peak of the emperor level.

In his thoughts, Zhao Tiancheng had already launched an attack, and his sword qi was compelling, but compared to the power of the sword qi released by Zhang Xiaofeng, it was not small.

It's no wonder, after all, Zhao Tiancheng uses True Qi, while Zhang Xiaofeng uses True Yuan, which is essentially a huge difference, how can it be similar if you want to be similar?

When the sword qi came, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't even have the mind to defend, and let the sword qi attack, he directly held the purple and green sword, and destroyed all these sword qi with one sword.

"That's it?" Zhang Xiaofeng sneered disdainfully.

Zhao Tiancheng was so despised by Zhang Xiaofeng, as the head of the family, he immediately became angry, his face was gloomy, but he did not speak, but the attack in his hand became even sharper, and he rushed towards Zhang Xiaofeng with a long sword.

Like Zhao Tiancheng, Zhang Xiaofeng also rushed directly with the Ziqing Sword, and the two of them had a fierce battle in mid-air, and the two swords intersected, making a sound of metal clashing.

Touch!!

The two palms struck a few, and a strong light burst out.

After a palm blow, the two of them couldn't help but turn behind them, and then they stood directly on the ground.

Unlike Zhang Xiaofeng's stable landing, Zhao Tiancheng couldn't help but take a few steps back the moment he landed, obviously he had already fallen behind with Zhang Xiaofeng's palm just now.

"That's what you're capable of? I was disappointed too. Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help shaking his head and said.

Zhang Xiaofeng's words made Zhao Tiancheng frown, it was indeed his fault that he had lost the upper hand with a palm just now, but he didn't think that his strength was weaker than Zhang Xiaofeng's.

Although he had just broken through to the realm of the peak of the emperor level, and it was too late to consolidate his strength, he believed that with the strength of his strength, as long as he was a god-level master, he would definitely be an invincible existence, because in the late stage of the emperor-level, he could fight against ordinary emperor-level peak masters.

Now that he has broken through to the peak of the emperor level, he has naturally become more powerful, and it is reasonable for him to have this confidence.

But he didn't know that Zhang Xiaofeng's strength was not a simple realm that could be measured, and his self-confidence was just a joke in Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes.

Zhao Tiancheng jumped up angrily at this time, the true qi in his body continued to excite out, and the strong momentum continued to release from his body, and the true qi followed the route of the meridians, constantly converging towards the long sword, and gradually, the long sword emitted a strong white light.

The light is not very dazzling, but it can produce strong energy fluctuations, this energy fluctuation is much more powerful than the attack he released before, which makes Zhang Xiaofeng look at him a few more times, this Zhao Tiancheng is worthy of being the head of the Zhao family, and he does have a few pounds.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!!"

As soon as his words fell, several sword qi shot out directly from Zhao Tiancheng's body, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, constantly swirling around his body.

The sword aura was like a rainbow, turning into a real lightsaber, and it was lined up in a straight line in front of him.

"Extinguish!!"

Several lightsabers rushed towards Zhang Xiaofeng not far away.

The lightsabers turned into countless sword shadows, as if there were tens of thousands of lightsabers attacking together, but only he knew that there were only eight or nine lightsabers in front of him, and those sword shadows were just released to disrupt the opponent, and they were still far, far away from the real Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect!

"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect? Only eight or nine sword attacks dare to be called ten thousand swords returning to the sect? ”

Seeing the four different Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect in front of him, Zhang Xiaofeng immediately let out a disdainful sneer, such a Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect was not even as good as an ordinary sword qi attack, in his opinion, such a Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect He only needed one sword to break it.

But now he doesn't have a real sword technique, even if he has the magic weapon of the purple and green sword, but it is not so simple to break the so-called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect with a single sword, even if there are only eight or nine lightsabers, the power of this sword is indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

Obviously, it can be seen that this Zhao Tiancheng is afraid that he has cultivated a certain kind of sword technique, otherwise he would not have such might.

Fortunately, as a cultivator, the true yuan energy level in his body is very high, and even if he fights hard, he will not necessarily fall into disadvantage.

"Break it for me!"

Zhang Xiaofeng raised the purple-blue sword, and the purple-blue sword body emitted a dazzling purple light with the support of his true yuan.

The sword fell in his hand, and a thick sword qi was released from the body of the purple and green sword, and the sword qi broke through the air, and the entire space seemed to be about to be slashed.

Under the attack of this sword qi, the eight or nine lightsabers instantly annihilated in the air, as if they had never appeared in the first place.

And after this sword, the so-called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect also completely disappeared into the air.

Ten Thousand Swords Guizong was broken, and Zhao Tiancheng, who performed this attack, also suffered a certain amount of backlash, when his body fell to the ground, he felt a surge of blood in his body, if he hadn't pressed this blood down, he would have vomited blood now.

But even so, he was even more uncomfortable, and it was no joke to be eaten by the sword qi.