Dune Palace, a palace complex nestled in a desert stone city, has a large number of sword guards! There is also a kendo formation guard.

At this moment, in the center of a huge sand dune temple entrance.

Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang, watching the guards who rushed out being beaten back by all the 100,000 sword cultivators, suddenly felt depressed.

Zhao Zhang stepped into the hall angrily.

In the main hall, a man in a black robe sat on the throne, holding a cloth towel in his hand, gently wiping the Mo Evil Sword, his eyes were extremely focused.

"Master, you, you are surrounded by 100,000 sword cultivators here, why don't you say it, I think you are safe here, so I deliberately fled to you!" Zhao Zhang said angrily.

The man in the black robe is naturally the former King of Zhao, Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong wiped the sword in his hand and said calmly: "One hundred thousand sword cultivators? What's it? Why should I report to you? Zhao Zhang, you are becoming more and more presumptuous now! ”

Zhao Yong raised his head, and his eyes looked at this son with a cold light.

Under this look, Zhao Zhang was full of excitement, and immediately bowed: "Yes, the child is rude!" ”

Zhao Yong continued to wipe the long sword in his hand.

"Master, then Zhao He somehow enveloped all the nobles, that Pingyuan Jun, as well as Zhao Cheng and Li Dui, they were all crazy, encircling and suppressing my army, when I went to the palace to find him, I also saw a giant, a heavenly eye! That breath ......! Zhao Zhang said anxiously.

"It's Zhuangzi!" Zhao Yong said calmly.

"Zhuangzi? Brought Zhuangzi here? Zhao Zhang's face changed.

"I knew, I knew, I shouldn't have ...... back then!" Zhao Zhang showed a look of horror.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Yong said lightly.

"I, master, that's Zhuangzi, I'm ......!" Zhao Zhang said worriedly.

"What's wrong with Zhuangzi? Kill it all the same, don't you just do it! Zhao Yong said coldly.

Zhao Zhang glared at Zhao Yong.

"Master, your murderous intent is too heavy!" Zhao Zhang smiled bitterly.

"You don't have a lot of murderous intentions, so you can't make a big deal! Why is Zhao strong? Zhao Yong glanced at Zhao Zhang coldly.

"Because when the master father was in power, he adopted the Hufu riding and shooting policy, so ......!"

"Wrong!" Zhao Yong said coldly.

"...... that?"

"It's because I have killed so many people that all the nations are afraid! Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him! Zhao Yong said with a murderous heart.

"But that's Zhuangzi, and now, Lian Po and Xiangfuzi are also here......!"

"No, but, you're worried because you're not strong enough, if you kill them all, what else can you worry about? The mouth of the world? Joke, whoever dares to chew the root of the tongue, just kill it! I don't believe that this tongue can be chewed forever! Zhao Yong said coldly.

"I, I~~~!" Zhao Zhang didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, let's go, follow me to the city to have a look, are you all here!" Zhao Yong stood up, his clothes were windless and automatic, with an elegant domineering spirit.

"Yes!"

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Outside the Dune Palace, a stone is topped.

Zhuangzi stepped up, and on the side stood Lian Po, Zhao Wang, Deng Lingzi, Xiangfuzi and a large number of peerless sword cultivators.

And ordinary sword cultivators, but they stood in all directions, blocking the entire Dune Palace.

"Zhuangzi, it's time to call for war! The surrounding land is even more isolated by formations, and no one can leave! Xiang Fuzi said immediately.

Zhuangzi nodded, stood on a high place, and looked coldly at a city tower at the front of the Dune Palace in the distance.

"Here they are, here they are!" Deng Lingzi's eyes lit up.

But I saw that in the distance, a group of sword cultivators supported a man in a black robe, the man's face was handsome, his hair was slightly gray, but his body seemed to have a strong sword will, so that everywhere he went, the white clouds above his head were all pierced and scattered by the sword intent he unintentionally emanated. Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang only dared to stand behind him respectfully.

"What a strong sword intent!" Deng Lingzi took a deep breath.

Deng Lingzi's current kendo is comparable to Wang Qian, which can make her show a shocked look, which shows the horror of the man in the black robe.

"Master?" King Zhao suddenly showed a hint of fear.

"Zhao Yong?" Xiangfuzi's face also sank.

Obviously, anyone can see that Zhao Yong's body exudes a powerful aura.

Everyone grabbed the hilt of their swords, except Zhuangzi, whose eyes narrowed.

Because, for some reason, Zhao Yong has a familiar feeling of Zhuangzi, as familiar as an old friend or old rival for many years.

However, it is this familiarity that makes it more ferocious.

"Who? Who the hell is it? Zhuangzi frowned and looked at Zhao Yong in the distance.

For a while, Zhuangzi couldn't recognize who this familiarity was, maybe his appearance had changed, but this familiar temperament would never change.

"Dad, he's Zhao Yong!" On the side, Deng Lingzi said curiously.

Zhuangzi shook his head and stared at Zhao Yong in the distance, constantly recalling everything in the past in his mind, looking for the source of that sense of familiarity.

On the top of the city tower, Zhao Yong held on to the railing and looked at the people on the stone mountain in the distance.

"Heh, Zhao He, you have grown up!" Zhao Yong said calmly.

"Me, me!" King Zhao on the opposite side suddenly stiffened.

King Zhao didn't know how to face his father, but Zhao Zhang, who was standing next to Zhao Yong, suddenly turned cold: "Okay, Zhao He, the master father will pass the throne to you, and you will bring someone to deal with the master father?" You unfilial son, do you know that everything you have is given by your master! ”

King Zhao didn't know how to refute for a while, but smiled bitterly, and even looked at Zhuangzi with some suspicion.

Fortunately, Zhao Yong did not accuse King Zhao too much, but looked at Zhuangzi.

"Zhuangzi? Come and listen to this group of sword cultivators, what kind of demon slaying conference is held? It won't be to kill me, will it? Zhao Yong looked at Zhuangzi and said calmly.

"What do you say? Zhao Yong! Zhuangzi said coldly.

Zhao Yong looked around at the crowd and said calmly: "Me? I don't know, but I, Zhao Yong, have never been afraid of anyone in my life! If you are vexatious, then don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

"Deng Lingzi, kill him!" Zhuangzi snorted coldly.

Everyone around was stunned, this was not clear, and they were going to do it? Zhuangzi this time, not according to common sense to play cards.

"Groan!"

Deng Lingzi naturally did not hesitate at all, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a streamer and rushed straight towards Zhao Yong.

Deng Lingzi's sword, how fast, that sword broke through the large array of the Dune Palace, and slashed in front of Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong also had a cold look in his eyes, and reached out with a sword.

"Boom!"

The two long swords collided in the void, and in an instant, two huge sword gangs tore two cracks in the sky.

Under the violent impact, Deng Lingzi's sword qi instantly shattered and opened. And Zhao Yong's sword qi was even better, and he actually rushed straight to Zhuangzi without losing his remaining strength.

The sword was unstoppable, as if it had cut through everything.

"Zhuangzi be careful!" The crowd exclaimed.

"Daddy!" Deng Lingzi said worriedly.

Zhuangzi was cold in his eyes, and reached out to take out a crystal. Give it a gentle pinch.

In that crystal, a sword qi shot out, facing the aftermath of Zhao Yong's sword qi.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The sword qi in the crystal collided with Zhao Yong's sword qi, and suddenly merged with each other, gradually canceling each other out, and there was not much shock wave.

"...... this?" Xiangfuzi was surprised.

The sword qi in the crystal is exactly the same as Zhao Yong's sword qi? After all, only the sword qi of the same origin will be fused.

Countless people looked at Zhuangzi.

Zhao Yong on the opposite side also looked at Zhuangzi: "That's my sword qi?" ”

"That's right, just admit your sword qi!" Zhuangzi said coldly.

"Huh?" Zhao Yong looked at Zhuangzi suspiciously.

"My wife, Jin Mu Yuanjun, before she died, she used her moral qi to condense the moral crystal and sealed the sword of the person who assassinated her, heh, it's been more than ten years, and I finally found you! Zhao Yong! Zhuangzi said in a cold tone.

"What?" The faces of the countless sword cultivators around him suddenly changed.

Countless sword cultivators came to participate in Zhuangzi's demon slaying conference, they came for Zhuangzi's prestige, and no one had a bottom in their hearts, after all, who could prove that Zhao Yong was a lackey of the ancient cannibal clan? No one can because there is no evidence.

Because everyone believed in Zhuangzi, they didn't care about any evidence, and now, the evidence has come out.

The death of the Golden Mother Yuanjun is known to the whole world! Jin Mu Yuanjun forged a moral golden basin, ready to find out the ancient food tribe and its lackeys in the world, but was assassinated by a group of black-clothed people during Zhuangzi's departure from Nanhua Mountain.

No one would suspect that the group of men in black was not the Gu Shizu or its lackeys, but unfortunately, the strength of that group of people was too strong, and no one could track them.

On that day, Zhuangzi sang and scolded the ancient food tribe, which is known to the world.

Before Jin Mu Yuanjun died, the murderer's sword qi wrapped in it? From Zhao Yong?

Then does Zhao Yong still need to ask? The commander of the three armies of the ancient food tribe? Or the ancient cannibal lackeys?

"This, this, this can't be!" On the side, King Zhao muttered to himself, incredulously.

But the others, who had lost the slightest suspicion, grabbed their long swords one by one and looked coldly at Dune City opposite.

"Ancient food tribe, the sin deserves death! A thief who rebels against heaven deserves death! Lian Po also stared, grabbed the long sword and said coldly.

In the distance, the faces of everyone in the city suddenly changed.

Including Zhao Zhang, he was also panicked at the moment.

"Master, what should I do? What now? Zhao Zhang said anxiously.

"Lord!" Countless internal guards also looked at Zhao Yong anxiously.

Exposed? Is this exposed? How's that good?

Only Zhao Yong's eyes were still calm: "What are you doing in a panic?" ”

Zhao Yong snorted coldly, and immediately quieted down the guards of the Dune Palace, and looked at Zhao Yong together, could it be that at this time, there is still room for explanation?

Everyone looked at Zhao Yong expectantly, hoping that Zhao Yong would have a way to defend himself.

But Zhao Yong smiled coldly: "Just this group of ants, what are you afraid of?" How did I teach you back then? ”

"Me?" Zhao Zhang was at a loss for a moment.

Zhao Yong taught us before, but he only taught us to bloody suppression of the Quartet, but he didn't teach us anything else.

"Wouldn't it be nice to kill them all?" Zhao Yong said calmly.

Zhao Zhang and others: "........................! ”

In the distance, Zhuangzi also said coldly: "Do it, everyone! This Zhao Yong is very likely to be the commander of the three armies of the ancient food clan, and he will be beheaded and won the name of heaven and earth! ”

"Roar!" One hundred thousand sword cultivators suddenly let out a loud roar.

Lian Po was the first to rush over: "Open!" ”

"Boom!"

Lian Po slashed through the large array of the Dune Palace with a sword, and slashed towards Zhao Yong with a sword.

Lian Po is so powerful, in the past, he went to the sky with Wang Jian and others to kill Yang Zhu, and his strength was not much better than Wang Qian, and the domineering of that sword seemed to carry thousands of troops and horses to Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the sky.

"Boom!"

Endless sword qi exploded in the Dune Palace, tearing through a large area of the void, Zhao Yong's sword, a sword blocked Lian Po, so that Lian Po's sword could not get close to an inch.

"Heh, you are the courtier recruited by Zhao He? Not bad, not bad, hahaha! Zhao Yong snorted coldly.

"Boom!"

With a sudden force, Lian Po was instantly swept upside down by Zhao Yong's sword. A stumble.

Zhao Yong's sword is invincible.

"General Lian Po, I'm here to help you!" Deng Lingzi suddenly rushed over.

"Zhao Yong, suffer death!" Xiangfuzi also pounced instantly.

"Come on, come and die together! Ha, haha! Zhao Yong showed bloodthirsty excitement.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yong fought three times with one fight, did not fall behind, and showed amazing combat talent.

And on the stone mountain in the distance, Zhuangzi squinted at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong, who is dressed in a black robe, the more Zhuangzi looks at it, the more familiar it becomes.

"Who the hell is in antiquity? Why do I feel more familiar to you? Zhuangzi's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.