Above the Dune Palace, surrounded by sword qi around the black hole, everyone couldn't get closer.

At the cost of consuming energy and longevity, Zhuangzi mobilized the sword of the Son of Heaven, which also attracted the attention of the world.

Below, all the Dune Palace guards, including Zhao Zhang, were all dead.

Everyone is waiting.

"Buzz!"

I saw that after waiting for a while, the black hole sword qi converged, the sword qi collapsed, and the black hole quickly filled.

In the void that was filled, there was a person standing, and it was Zhuangzi.

Zhuangzi held Zhao Yong's previous Mo Evil Sword in his hand, and his face was heavy.

"Dad, you, what's wrong with you......?" Deng Lingzi exclaimed.

"Zhuangzi? Your hair? "Xiangfuzi, Li Mu, Lian Po and others all have big mouths.

Because Zhuangzi cast the real sword of the Son of Heaven, he consumed energy and longevity, and Zhuangzi at this moment was full of white hair and an old face, like an old man in his last years.

Everyone was shocked.

On the other side, there were two halves of Zhao Yong's corpse, floating in mid-air.

"Daddy!" King Zhao below suddenly showed a look of grief.

Zhuangzi was in a heavy mood, Zhao Yong's soul was scattered, and even Zhuangzi couldn't save it. However, Zhao Yong's words before he died made Zhuangzi feel uncomfortable.

"Taiyi, I'm dead, but, I'm happy, I'm Zhao Yong, although I have no regrets about dying! We will never eat! ”

Zhao Yong's last sentence revealed a huge tragedy.

I, Zhao Yong, have no regrets even if I die! We will never eat!

Zhuangzi smiled slightly bitterly: "Tongtian Sect Master, I apologize for the prejudice against you back then, your doppelganger is a part of your personality, and you deserve to be great!" ”

Zhuangzi sighed and looked down at the Mo Evil Sword in his hand.

The Mo Evil Sword was controlled by the curse mark just like Juque at the beginning, but Juque was completely controlled at the beginning, but Mo Xie was resisting, so that he could not control himself. And the spell seal was not fully introduced into its consciousness.

An incomplete curse mark was also completely dispersed after Zhao Yong's death, but Mo Ye's consciousness was now traumatized to a certain extent and he was in a coma.

Stepping forward, Zhuangzi returned to the bottom with Mo Xie Sword and Zhao Yong's corpse.

"Daddy! Are you okay! Deng Lingzi said anxiously.

Looking at the old Zhuangzi, Deng Lingzi was anxious for a while.

Zhuangzi ignored Deng Lingzi and looked at King Zhao.

"King Zhao!" Zhuangzi spoke.

All around, countless sword cultivators glared at King Zhao together.

After all, Zhao Yong and Zhao Zhang are both lackeys of the ancient food clan, will there be a problem with this son of Zhao Yong?

"I have already found out, Zhao Yong and Zhao Zhang have been controlled by the commanders of the three armies of the ancient food clan with curse seals over the years, and they have nothing to do with King Zhao, King Zhao is even more of a victim, and he was controlled into a puppet by Zhao Zhang's dictatorship, but fortunately, King Zhao worked hard and got rid of control!" Zhuangzi spoke.

Zhuangzi's opening was to define King Zhao, which was just a sentence for Zhuangzi, but for King Zhao, it was a guarantee of life.

"Xie Zhuangzi!" King Zhao bowed down gratefully.

"Zhao Yong is your father, he was only controlled by the ancient food clan, so he did a lot of evil, and now he has been killed by me, and I have also avenged my wife's revenge, and now, Zhao Yong's body will be returned to you and handed over to you to dispose of!" Zhuangzi handed the body to King Zhao.

"Mr. Zhuangzi, my father is controlled by the Gu Shi clan, but, after all, it is my father, although he is dead, but, I, I still want to bury him!" King Zhao looked at Zhuangzi with red eyes.

It is not an exaggeration to be a lackey of the ancient cannibal tribe, and it is not an exaggeration to break bones and scatter ashes. King Zhao actually wants him to be buried in peace?

Countless sword cultivators around them glared.

"King Zhao's filial piety is commendable, this is my heart of heaven and earth, I am allowed!" Zhuangzi nodded.

"Xie Zhuangzi!" King Zhao bowed gratefully.

Zhuangzi spoke, and naturally no one around dared to refute. King Zhao also understood that only when Zhuangzi opened his mouth could his father preserve a complete corpse. King Zhao was really grateful to Zhuangzi.

Zhuangzi did not explain Zhao Yong's good intentions, because Zhuangzi listened to Zhao Yong's description of the commander of the three armies of the ancient food tribe, and at this moment, his heart was also extremely urgent. The people around here are not enough to make Zhuangzi fully trust.

Looking at the infamous corpse of Zhao Yong, Zhuangzi sighed slightly and handed over the Mo Evil Sword in his hand.

"This is the king sword of your Zhao Kingdom, now, the thing will be returned to its original owner!" Zhuangzi said solemnly.

Zhao Yong bears the infamy for heaven and earth, and his Mo evil sword, Zhuangzi is embarrassed to take it, so he can only hand it over to his son to talk about comfort.

"Mr. Zhuangzi! Didn't this holy sword say it was good? The husband not far away said anxiously.

Xiangfuzi went to find Zhuangzi, the purpose is this Mo evil sword, now, how did he give it to King Zhao?

"Say what's okay? What did I say at the time? Zhuangzi glanced at the master.

"You say, you say, 'On this trip, I will only punish the thief, not anything, you have the ability, take it yourself!'" After Mr. Xiang finished speaking, he opened his mouth and was stunned.

Zhuangzi didn't say to help himself get a sword.

I didn't get it, who is to blame?

Zhuangzi handed the holy sword to King Zhao.

At this moment, Master Xiang, as well as countless sword cultivators around, looked at King Zhao with slightly red eyes.

King Zhao grabbed the Mo Evil Sword and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhuangzi, you have already given me the original Wang Sword of my Zhao Kingdom, this new King Sword, Mo Evil Sword, I don't need it anymore, I still leave it to Zhuangzi!" Thank you Zhuangzi for removing the big demon for my Zhao Kingdom! ”

King Zhao wants to give the Mo Evil Sword to Zhuangzi? The sword cultivators around were anxious for a while.

The power of the holy sword, who can not know it at this moment? In the hands of King Zhao, everyone still has a chance to win it. If it is in the hands of Zhuangzi, who dares to take it? If the world knows that the owner of the Mo Evil Sword is Zhuangzi. In the coming day, even if Zhuangzi's sword is lost, no one will dare to take it, it is looking for death.

"King Zhao, I said, this trip, I only punish thieves, I don't take anything, Mo Evil Sword, I won't take it, you don't have to worry, now that General Lian Po is protecting you, there are really not many people in the world who dare to touch you!" Zhuangzi solemnly handed the sword to King Zhao.

King Zhao's eyes were slightly red, and he saluted Zhuangzi solemnly: "Today, Zhao He only knows that Zhuangzi is virtuous, and Xiao Wang admires it, and he can't repay it!" ”

"King Zhao, there is no need to be polite, in the future, govern the Zhao country well and let the people live and work in peace and contentment, which is the greatest reward for me!" Zhuangzi patted him on the shoulder.

King Zhao nodded: "Zhuangzi rest assured, during Xiao Wang's reign, he will definitely make the people healthy!" However, since Mr. Zhuangzi doesn't want this holy sword, I will give it to Deng Lingzi! ”

"Me?" Deng Lingzi was surprised.

"Thank you Deng Lingzi for coming to Zhao State this time, to eliminate the demons for my Zhao Kingdom, I also saw it just now, your sword was used by Mr. Zhuangzi, and it has cracked, this holy sword is not evil, it is a thank you gift, and it also makes up for the loss of your sword, please be sure to accept it!" King Zhao bowed solemnly to Deng Lingzi, and Mo Xiejian held it, as if Deng Lingzi didn't accept it, so he didn't get up.

Deng Lingzi was at a loss for a while, surrounded by envious eyes, but no one dared to say more.

Zhuangzi and King Zhao had great favors, and King Zhao reciprocated the favor, and when he saw that Zhuangzi did not accept it, he gave it to his daughter, but with good intentions.

"King Zhao, there's no need, I'm ......!" Deng Lingzi said embarrassedly.

"Please accept it!" King Zhao bent down again and said.

Deng Lingzi looked at Zhuangzi, but Zhuangzi did not say anything, it was all up to Deng Lingzi to decide.

After thinking about it, Deng Lingzi nodded: "Okay, I don't want it, I'm a little self-deceiving, I'm also a sword lover, so I'll be disrespectful, but if you Zhao Guo is in danger in the future, you can find me, and I'll try my best to help you get through it!" ”

"Xie Deng Lingzi!" King Zhao immediately happily handed out the Mo Evil Sword.

Although he lost the Mo Evil Sword, he received the promise of Deng Lingzi, but for King Zhao, the gain was huge.

The Mo Evil Sword fell into Deng Lingzi's hand, Deng Lingzi shook it excitedly before retracting the sheath, as for the cracked Xuanyuan Sword, Deng Lingzi could not use it.

Zhuangzi turned his head and looked around at the sword cultivator.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to the Demon Slaying Conference, there is nothing else to grow, I can't give you any material rewards, I can only give you a glory to preserve, the list of people who came to the meeting today, I will announce it to the world, to thank you for today's trip!" Zhuangzi bowed solemnly to the group of sword cultivators.

"Zhuangzi is polite!"

"Destroy the lackeys of the ancient cannibal clan, we will wait for the classification of things!"

"I also want to thank Zhuangzi for giving us the opportunity to do our best for heaven and earth!"

"Zhuangzi, you don't have to be so polite!"

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All the sword cultivators bowed to Zhuangzi one after another, although they said politely, but their faces were smiling. After all, killing the lackeys of the ancient cannibal clan, this kind of thing can glorify the ancestors, and the reputation in the world will definitely increase greatly in the future. Go everywhere in the world, as long as you report that you have exterminated the lackeys of the ancient cannibal with Zhuangzi, you will be welcomed wherever you are in the world.

"Mr. Zhuangzi, at this moment, the demons are ambushing, please be sure to go to Handan, Xiao Wang is good at the friendship of the landlord!" King Zhao immediately invited.

"Ahem, ahem!" Zhuangzi suddenly coughed.

"Daddy!" Deng Lingzi suddenly stepped forward anxiously.

"Thank you King Zhao for your kindness, this time, Madame's revenge has been avenged, my deadline is approaching, I want to go back to Nanhua Mountain as soon as possible, and spend the last period of time in my Nanhua Mountain, Handan, I won't go, King Zhao, take care!" Zhuangzi bowed slightly.

"What? Is the end of Zhuangzi approaching? The surrounding sword cultivators were in an uproar.

How is it possible, everyone remembers that as soon as Kunpeng came out, Zhuangzi was in high spirits for 90,000 miles. All remember that when the theory of all things was in place, it moved the world. I all remember the time of the great master, Dehou Tiandi, how is this, how is this ......!

Everyone looked at Zhuangzi's gray-haired old appearance, and thought of the reason for it for a moment.

"The sword? Dad, do you and Zhao Yong's sword? All at once, ......, no! Deng Lingzi's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Zhao Yong's strength, the four of you are not opponents, why can Dad kill him with one sword? Hahaha, dad doesn't regret it, I really don't regret it, girl, you count all the sword cultivators invited, go back and report the list to me, I will announce the world, do everything, I will wait for you in Nanhua Mountain Xiaoyao Palace! Zhuangzi smiled slightly.

As he spoke, Zhuangzi beckoned, and a great avenue giant suddenly appeared in front of Zhuangzi.

Zhuangzi stepped on the Jupeng.

"Everyone, I won't accompany you, farewell!" Zhuangzi smiled slightly.

Jupeng spread his wings and carried Zhuangzi towards Nanhua Mountain.

Leaving countless sword cultivators looking at Zhuangzi's back, it was not uncomfortable.

"Congratulations to Zhuangzi!" Almost everyone bowed down.

This is not a courtesy bow, but all from the heart, from the heart of respect for Zhuangzi, respect for his great life, Zhuangzi dedicated his whole life to this heaven and earth. This morality, this morality, and Lao Tzu's dedication, are on par.

PS: Historical trivia, Zhao Yong is the eloquent King of Zhao Wuling, the pioneer of Hufu cavalry and archery, the second son, and went to the Dune Palace to enjoy his old age, but unfortunately, because the eldest son Zhao Zhang failed to rebel and fled to Zhao Yong's Dune Palace, which led to being besieged by the Zhao army, so that the dignified Zhao Yong was starved to death in the Dune Palace.