Late at night, White Emperor City, Mutai Town, the hinterland of the base center, Zhao Mansion.

"Ahh

With a scream of pain, the quiet residential area of the base family was completely awakened.

Lights lit up in the buildings, and countless figures rushed out of the buildings at great speed, rushing towards the place where the screams came from.

The direction from which the screams came out was the Zhao Mansion, where Zhao Zilong and his women lived.

Zhao Mansion is definitely the deepest place in the entire base, and it is heavily defended, modern high-tech means are all deployed around Zhao Mansion, and the wind and grass can be seen clearly, and a bird flying in it does not want to escape the monitoring equipment.

However, it was near the Zhao Mansion that a terrible scream pierced the night sky, and even pierced the hearts of countless White Emperor City masters.

Someone was able to rush to the Zhao Mansion through layers of defensive forces, and only after killing people did they wake up others. Who is the sacred?

Even Zhao Zilong woke up suddenly at the moment when the scream just blurted out.

Since returning to the base after the catastrophe, Zhao Zilong has relaxed his tense nerves, wanting to have a good rest and live a leisurely life, but in fact, he has indeed lived a free life during this time, in addition to visiting and supervising the invention and creation of the arsenal and the training and cultivation of the members of the base, he is accompanied by several confidants, and he has done not a lot of things like daytime propaganda.

Although a lot of things have happened in the Middle East in recent days, he has also understood and even participated in dealing with them, but most of the things are handed over to Bai Yange to deal with, and the later operation is covered by Murong, a strong woman, who is simply a hands-off shopkeeper, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.

Living in the hinterland of the base where the masters are like clouds, accompanied by beautiful women around him, Zhao Zilong really plans to live his life at ease, and he has long lost his original vigilance.

Therefore, when this scream sounded, he was awakened from his deep sleep, because before falling asleep, he and Pan Yuhong finally rolled into the big bed heartily after their son Zhao Silong, and played for a long time before falling asleep, so they slept very deeply, but unexpectedly, at such a time, someone attacked at night.

Zhao Zilong, who woke up, jumped up from the bed, just put on a pair of beach pants, grabbed the green knife in his hand, and a ghost-like figure rushed in through the floor-to-ceiling window next to the bedroom with a bang.

The room was also lit up with pink lights to add to the mood, which was now the light for the intruder to observe the room. It has also become a ray of light for Zhao Zilong to see the invaders.

"It's you!"

An exclamation came from Zhao Zilong's mouth, and the next moment, a long sword had pierced in front of him. The true yuan in Zhao Zilong's body instantly skyrocketed, and he raised his knife and slashed out with an unreserved attitude.

"Boom ......"

The sword energy turned into fragments in the sky, overwhelmingly rushing around, and the entire villa was suddenly impacted by thousands of holes, and countless domineering and powerful fragments of strength directly cut through the thick concrete wall, leaving terrifying scars.

"Poof!"

Zhao Zilong failed to go all out because he wanted to be distracted to protect Pan Yuhong from being injured by the thousands of fragments of energy, and he hurriedly shot under the enemy's surprise attack, he suddenly showed a look of pain, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of thick blood, and his whole body flew backwards, shattering the wall behind him.

"Humph!"

The attacker also let out a muffled snort, and his body paused backwards for a moment, but he didn't look at Pan Yuhong who had just woken up from a dream, and followed behind Zhao Zilong like a brown lightning.

"Alert!"

Zhao Zilong's body broke through the wall, and at the same time that the concrete fragments behind him were splashing wildly, he had already forced a mouthful of True Yuan to roar loudly, and let out the sound of the highest security.

"Stay!"

A vigorous voice came from the room, and a heavenly sword intent that was stronger than before was frantically enveloped.

A powerhouse in the realm of the Sword Emperor!

Moreover, compared to the artistic conception of the Sword Emperor at the level of Murong, the artistic conception and realm of the person who raided at this moment was obviously much stronger. Because the raider is Ji Xiaoyao, the Demon Emperor Ji Xiaoyao!

It was precisely because he found out that the other party was Ji Xiaoyao that Zhao Zilong was so surprised that he would be the first to make a vigilant voice.

Facing Ji Xiaoyao's second sword, which followed him like a shadow and killed decisively, Zhao Zilong let out a roar from his mouth, and the blood in his body could finally boil. A powerful aura of power filled the void, and a terrifying aura of ancient powerhouses that made people not surrender to it soared wildly into the sky.

"Come on!"

With a wild roar, Zhao Zilong not only did not avoid it, but brandished the green knife again and greeted Ji Xiaoyao.

Careless!

When the enemy's night attack fired the first shot, Zhao Zilong felt a strong sense of regret in his heart, he was careless and paralyzed. Now that I think about it, I should have thought that such a thing would happen a long time ago, because just three days ago, Bai Yange, who had returned to Mutai Town not long ago, left with that powerful team again, and the reason was that among the countries and tribes that had just settled down, the Temple of Light and the powerhouses of the dark race had once again made trouble.

This is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!

The transfer of Bai Yange and the powerful combat forces of the White Feather Army and the Poisonous Wolf from Mutai Town will greatly reduce the strength of the core part of the base, and in this case, the biggest purpose of the Temple of Light and the Dark Race is to attack the base headquarters of Mutai Town.

Of course, there is another point that Zhao Zilong never expected, because there was Ji Xiaoyao who attacked here today!

At first, Zhao Zilong thought that only Ji Xiaoyao had taken the opportunity to break into here by mistake and attack him, but when he was slashed out of the room by Ji Xiaoyao's sword, he sensed the powerful aura around him, and heard the sound of many confrontations coming from all around, he knew that he was still too wild and promiscuous recently, and he didn't know that Ji Xiaoyao had secretly joined forces with the two huge forces of the West.

The feelings of regret, self-blame and anger completely broke out, the blood veins in Zhao Zilong's body surged wildly, and the strongest bloodline power was released, facing the powerful sword of the Demon Emperor Ji Xiaoyao, the green knife in his hand slashed out without hesitation.

"Bang!"

In the violent impact sound, two muffled snorts spread at the same time, and Zhao Zilong's body, which was already flying backwards, retreated faster and landed on the spacious lawn outside the villa, smashing out a deep pit.

Ji Xiaoyao is face was shocked, he was in the territory of Qingyun Sword Sect was suddenly awakened in a coma Zhao Zilong raided and broke a finger, and then met in the suburbs of the imperial capital, which made Zhao Zilong escape, and now he met here, he used the honor of the Demon Emperor to carry out a surprise attack on a junior, and he had lost his identity and face, but he didn't expect Zhao Zilong's strength to be so strong and terrifying.

Under the full force of Zhao Zilong's bloodline power explosion, he was as strong as Ji Yao, and the true yuan in his body that was still affected was scattered, his arm was numb, and he almost lost his ability to move, how could he not be shocked in his heart?

What kind of elixir did this kid take, and he stepped into the cultivation world so late at such a young age, so he could have such a cultivation realm?

Ji Xiaoyao's heart was shocked, his body was rushed back, his feet were on the wall of the villa behind him, and his body was like lightning and pounced on Zhao Zilong again.

In the case of the True Yuan cultivation being comparable, the sword qi artistic conception of the so-called long-range attack did not make much sense.

Zhao Zilong also had no intention of releasing the Yuan Shen Consciousness to strangle Ji Xiaoyao, he had come back to his senses at the moment, in the short time when Ji Xiaoyao was shaken back, the true yuan in his body was condensed again, and it was perfectly fused with the power of the bloodline, at this moment, he only felt that his body was full of power, full of ancient power that could tear apart the void of heaven and earth!

In the dark night, the two figures were surrounded by different Gang Qi lights, Zhao Zilong's body protection Gang Qi was a golden light, while Ji Xiaoyao was a brown and yellow light, and the two rays of light collided together like two huge energy spheres.

Knife and sword, kissed together for the third time tonight.

Visible to the naked eye, the long sword in Ji Xiaoyao's hand was bitten out of a gap, and there was no sound, and a powerful force that seemed to be able to erode the traces of thousands of years invaded the sword body with the gap, decaying the sword.

A tiny crack appeared from the blade, and then spread indefinitely.

"Click!"

With the sound of shattering, the wide ancient clumsy long sword in Ji Xiaoyao's hand broke into two.

At the same time, a frenzied force that Ji Xiaoyao didn't expect came through the half-cut short sword in his hand and counterattacked towards his arm and the tendons in his body.

So fast, so domineering, so strong!

Ji Xiaoyao was horrified, but he was the original Demon Emperor of Youdu, how could his prestige be wasted, I saw that he broke off with a sound in his mouth, and the true yuan in his body gushed out wildly, gushing out along his right arm, and forcibly suppressed the terrifying invading power on the half-cut short sword outside his arm.

The two forces collided with the invisible force again, and the half-cut short sword, as the battlefield of the confrontation between the two domineering forces, appeared countless cracks again, and finally shattered into countless steel shards with a pop, splashing around.

In the world of Zhao Zilong and Ji Xiaoyao, everything is calm. Ji Xiaoyao had no sword in his hand, his entire right arm was slightly tilted and drooping, thick blood dripped from the palm of his hand, the moment the sword was broken, he was unwilling, he didn't think that he couldn't control the power that invaded his body, so he didn't discard the half-truncated sword, so the entire palm was shattered, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Zhao Zilong's whole body was trembling, the blow just now was already the strongest blow in his current state, and even because of self-blame, regret, anger and other reasons, his blow had already overdrawn all the strength in his body. At least at this moment, the true yuan power in his body was already difficult to condense, and only the power in his bloodline was constantly recovering.

However, a thick smile appeared on Zhao Zilong's handsome face, and then, he laughed arrogantly.

This laughter came into Ji Xiaoyao's ears, and it was so harsh!

He, the dignified Demon Emperor, the most powerful super-first-class powerhouse in the cultivation world, Ji Xiaoyao, was completely defeated in terms of strength today to a junior in the cultivation world that he had never paid much attention to!

"Hahahaha...... Is the Demon Emperor free, it's just that! Zhao Zilong laughed loudly, and let out an unprecedented sound of joy and pleasure. He sang all the way in the Western Underground World, and no one could stop him, but since he entered the cultivation world, he found that there were many strong people, and he was nothing at all. Although he still came to the forefront with his diligence and tenacity among his peers of the younger generation, there has always been an insurmountable gap between him and the truly strong.

Today, he is completely better than Ji Xiaoyao in strength, this feeling of feeling that has been suppressed for several years explodes instantly, who can understand?

For Ji Xiaoyao, Zhao Zilong's disappearance was harsh, and the words he said were even harsh and even piercing. He was as famous as the Ghost Emperor Zhao Wenjun, but in the end he was left behind by the Ghost Emperor, and now he couldn't even beat Zhao Wenjun's son, and suddenly, he only felt that his reputation seemed to be about to be lost in the hands of the junior in front of him, and the feeling of being pressed on the top of his head by the Zhao family's father and son made him fall into unprecedented madness, and a strong killing intent rose in his eyes.

"Die!"

A violent consciousness coerced and filled the void with madness, and the power and spiritual power between heaven and earth were all controlled by Ji Xiaoyao!