Zi Chu Jian quickly responded, young people always do things neatly, and young swords must of course also be neat and neat.

"You need a sword, and I also need a master, my requirements for the master are very simple, there are probably only two, one is young and vigorous, and the other is amazing, you have already achieved both of them." Zi Chujian's voice sounded in Zhao Zheng's heart.

"Now that I've reached it, are you willing to recognize me as your master?" Zhao Zheng asked excitedly. While asking questions, he made two false moves to resist Kong Yunjie's attack.

"I'm quite happy with you, and I'm willing to be your right-hand man, but I'm still going to give you a final test. I will lend you my power for the time being, and if you can use my defeated opponent and the sword in his hand, I will fully acknowledge that you are my master. From now on, we will fight bloody battles for you, and never give up! Zi Chu Jian said sharply.

"Okay, that's it, if I have you in my hand and lose to him, I won't be qualified to be your master."

"Stretch out your hand and get ready to take your sword!"

This conversation, which only existed in Zhao Zheng's heart, ended, and it actually took only a few breaths before and after.

Zhao Zheng spent so much effort and sweat, and finally achieved his goal and won the recognition of Zi Chujian. As long as he can use Zichu Sword to win this competition, he can completely become the master of Zichu Sword and become the biggest winner of this ring match!

"Kong Yunjie! Wait! Zhao Zheng was fighting, and suddenly broke off, and the sound was loud, straight through the sky. He really didn't want to talk nonsense with Kong Yunjie. But for now, we must fight for a respite.

Kong Yunjie also thought that Zhao Zheng was about to admit defeat in public. He stopped his attack. In his opinion, a hard bone like Zhao Zheng must be more uncomfortable than death if he admits defeat in person. He was happy to see Zhao Zheng uncomfortable.

"What, you're going to throw in the towel?" He asked with a sneer.

"No, I said that Zhao Zheng, who didn't admit defeat today, asked you to stop because he used another sword to deal with you." Zhao Zheng said lightly.

"Just now, the owner made it clear that the fighter can only use his own sword. It is forbidden to borrow someone else's sword. Both of your swords have been broken, where do you want to get the sword from? ”

"My two swords are indeed broken, but I still have a third sword to use, and the name of this sword is Zichu Sword!" Zhao Zheng threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground, and then reached out to aim at the Coiling Dragon Stone Tower on the side of the ring.

"Are you stupid by me, what stupid thing to say, Zi Chujian only belongs to the final winner of the ring match, what does it have to do with you......" Kong Yunjie mocked, but halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped. And his eyes widened in shock, revealing an expression of extreme disbelief. It's like hitting a ghost in broad daylight.

Kong Yunjie was surprised for a reason, in fact, not only he was surprised, but all the people around the ring were surprised.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Zichu Sword on the Panlong Stone Tower let out a scream, and the sword body shook violently several times, suddenly getting rid of the stone tower and rising upwards into the sky.

Zichu's sword actually came out of its sheath on its own!

"What? What's going on? The sword slave in the stands stood up with a look of concern. As the forger of the Zichu Sword, he has feelings for this sword far beyond others, and every move of this sword will affect his heart.

Tie Xuanfeng also stood up, staring at Zi Chu Jian, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that someone from a master made a move to steal Zi Chu Sword?" ”

Nanfang Sisu also looked at Zichu Sword, ready to intervene to block this sword.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zichu sword body turned, circled in the ring, and then went straight to Zhao Zheng in the ring, the speed went from fast to slow, and when it fell to Zhao Zheng's side, the castration was not so sharp.

Zhao Zheng grabbed it and held Zi Chujian in the palm of his hand with a blood-stained palm. The sword was very light, it didn't weigh much in the hand, and there was a chill on the hilt, and it was like holding a piece of ice at first. These are just tactile sensations, this sword gives people more of an inner feeling, and after holding this sword, it immediately makes people feel a lot more at ease.

It's a sense of security that you can't conquer anything.

"I've lent you my power, use it to defeat the person on the other side!" Zichu Jian rushed to the road. This is the second time it has been used against the enemy, and it is facing a satisfactory enemy, what it really wants to defeat is not only Kong Yunjie, but also the Jiuyang Sword in Kong Yunjie's hand!

The top-grade sword will naturally want to fight with the top-grade sword, let alone an aggressive sword like the Zichu sword.

"Okay, as you wish, I will definitely use you to cut off his head." Zhao Zheng was ruthless in his heart, and he held a sword flower in his hand, and a few flashes of light immediately hit around him, and a chill appeared. No hands-on activities, just these few flashes are enough to breathe people's hearts!

Kong Yunjie on the opposite side was already dumbfounded, his mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg, he never thought that Zhao Zheng would be able to call Zichu Sword into his hand, this is too incredible, no one will believe it if he says it. Don't say it, it's hard to believe even if you see it with your own eyes.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, but the vision was the same, Zhao Zheng was still standing there awe-inspiring, still holding the sharp Zichu Sword in his hand!

There are many people who are also stupid.

On the East Stand.

"That kid seemed to have said just now that the first sword was his third sword, and then the first sword flew out of the Panlong Stone Tower on its own and fell into his hands. Could it be that he has already gained the approval of Zi Chu Jian and become the master of Zi Chu Jian in advance? The sword slave analyzed in astonishment.

Tie Xuanfeng glanced around, maximized his five senses, and muttered: "The surrounding wind and waves are calm, and I can't feel the influence of external forces, just now it was indeed Zi Chujian who flew over by himself, and it was not someone else who intervened." From this point of view, your speculation should be correct, Zi Chujian has recognized him and regarded him as his master. ”

"I'm going to ask, check it out for myself, and don't make any mistakes." The sword slave was still not at ease, so he jumped into the ring and asked at Zi Chujian, "Why did you suddenly fly into this kid's hand?" Could it be that before the ring is over, you have already decided that he will be your master? ”

"I just couldn't help but want to help him. As for whether to recognize him as the master or not. Let's wait until he finishes this competition. Zi Chujian responded.

"Good. As long as it's your own decision, I won't stand in the way. If you want to help him, just go ahead and I'll be there for you. When the sword slave heard that this was Zichujian's decision, he relieved his heart.

Zi Chujian didn't say anything more, and obediently stayed in Zhao Zheng's hands. In this world, no one can force it to approve who is the master, once it has approved whom. Nor will it be easily betrayed.

"Everyone, I have already asked Zichu Sword, it saw Zhao Zheng pleasing to the eye, and intended to help Zhao Zheng win this competition. Although Zi Chu Jian has not completely recognized Zhao Zheng, at least until the end of this competition, Zi Chu Jian temporarily belongs to Zhao Zheng, and it is his own sword! Since this is his own sword, he can naturally use it casually, and it does not violate the rules of the ring stopper, and this contest can continue. The sword slave hugged his fists in all directions. Announced in public.

"Sword slave senior, the ring is not over yet. The winner has not yet been decided, how can this first sword be counted as Zhao Zheng's? He's clearly violating the rules! Kong Yunjie shouted unwillingly.

"This is a mistake, the opening of this ring is just to facilitate Zi Chujian to choose his favorite master, not whoever wins the final victory can hold the sword. If Zi Chujian is not interested in the final winner, but the penultimate one, it is also its own decision, and no one can interfere. Besides, I am the second master of this villa, and my spit is a nail, if I say that if I don't violate the rules, I won't violate the rules, so you kid just hold your sword and continue to fight with him. The sword slave flicked the sleeves of his robe and dismissed Kong Yunjie's face red.

Jian Nu's remarks caused an uproar in the crowd.

"Why did Zi Chujian fly into Zhao Zheng's hands by himself?"

"This sword has already identified Zhao Zheng as the master in advance!"

"It's incredible that this kind of thing could happen, the high-grade sword."

Everyone has their own opinions, and they all have what they say.

In the stands, all the people who had a relationship with Zhao Zheng were very excited when they saw this scene, especially Lu Youfa, who was even more happy to shout, his four million taels of gambling money had finally been settled again.

This contest has twists and turns, three ups and three downs, which is really difficult to guess, and no one dares to assert the final victory or defeat of the contest.

In the ring, Kong Yunjie raised his sword eyebrows, stared at the tiger's eyes, and panted. He is now angry and unwilling, and he has an evil fire in his heart. He obviously had the advantage, and he was about to win, but Zi Chujian took a fancy to Zhao Zheng, and he flew into Zhao Zheng's hands, making all his hard work go to waste.

Now even if he defeats Zhao Zheng, everything is irretrievable, Zi Chujian has recognized the master, and the victory or defeat is meaningless.

"No, things still have a turnaround, if I can kill Zhao Zheng with my own hands, Zichu Sword will have no owner, and then it will choose a new master. I stand out from the crowd among the younger generation, and I still hope to be recognized by Zi Chujian. A thought flashed in Kong Yunjie's head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent appeared on his body again. He had hit Zhao Zheng hard before, and he had already pressed the killing intent, but now the killing intent has risen again.

Zhao Zheng is slightly different from Kong Yunjie, his murderous intent has never wavered from beginning to end, he did not waver just now, and he will not waver now.

"The internal force in your body is almost exhausted, I will lend you the internal force stored in my dantian trough to use, you use my internal force to give it a go!" After Zi Chujian finished speaking, he really poured an internal force into Zhao Zheng's palm.

Zhao Zheng's meridians had been exhausted, and after obtaining this new internal force, it was like a long drought and a rainstorm, and it was rejuvenated.

He possesses a sword technique that is rare in the world.

In his hand, he still holds the best sword in the world.

There is really no reason to lose, since you can't lose, you have to win, and you have to win beautifully!

"Those who died tragically at the hands of Kong Yunjie's master and apprentice, you are scattered in the spirit of the sky, Zhao has avenged you today!" Zhao Zheng shouted loudly in his heart, rushed forward with the Zichu sword in his hand, leaped forward, and then used the unique overlord Changtu at the bottom of the box.

The overlord Changtu he uses now is very different from the previous overlord Changtu, and there have been great changes in the moves, which are more bold and sharp than before, leaving no room for improvement, and there are many more subtle back moves. These changes and subsequent moves were all figured out by him and the red-faced white ape in the deep mountain and old forest dungeon. Very practical.

Zi Chu Sword quickly drew three times in the air. Three unstoppable golden sword qi slashed out. The three paths all slashed at the fatal point on Kong Yunjie's body.

Kong Yunjie did not retreat but advanced, and swept the Yin Cloud Sword horizontally, condensing a thick ice wall, and resisting all the flying sword qi.

Zhao Zheng took another step forward, the swordsmanship opened and closed, and a sword was split from top to bottom, and the power of this sword was far above the three swords just now. But this sword still failed to make a contribution, and was dodged sideways by Kong Yunjie. He continued on his way. Continuing to swing the sword, the two alternated, approaching Kong Yunjie step by step.

He slashed out nine sword qi back and forth, and at the same time crossed three steps, and finally rushed to the front of Kong Yunjie. Seeing that the distance was close enough, he changed his moves under his hand, changing from the overlord Changtu to "sword swinging in the sea", and the sword momentum suddenly became smooth. This sword enveloped Kong Yunjie in several key points around him, but it was not a straightforward attack, but a subtle twist and turn.

Kong Yunjie raised his legs and upper body. Dodging a sword, he stepped back and retreated. Let go of the second sword, but the third sword really can't be dodged. Unable to solve it, he had no choice but to cross the Yin Cloud Sword and use the sword body to block the first sword.

"Ding!"

The two swords intersected, and the collision made a crisp sound, bursting out a little dazzling spark.

Zhao Zheng and Kong Yunjie were both staring at the confrontation of the two swords, under the joint gaze of the two, Zi Chujian relied on the sharp blade of the hair-blowing and broken hair to open the Yin Yun Sword, and the sword blade with sword qi went deep into it, as if cutting tofu, cutting the Yin Cloud Sword in half!

"Whoosh!"

The broken sword of the Cloud Sword flew into the air, turning in an unknown number of circles, and it was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

Kong Yunjie relied on the advantage of the sword just now to cut off the two swords in Zhao Zheng's hand in a row, and now he finally tasted the same retribution.

After the Zi Chu Sword slashed the Yin Cloud Sword, the momentum did not exhaust, and it was still sliding forward, rubbing a buzz in the air.

Kong Yunjie's eyes widened, watching the sword light approaching, he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and hurriedly waved the Jiuyang Sword to resist for the second time.

Zichu Sword and Jiuyang Sword collided together, and two completely different sword qi, one gold and one fire, exploded, and after the sword qi collapsed, it was followed by the duel between the sword blade and the sword blade.

These two swords are both high-grade swords, but there is also a difference between high-grade swords and high-grade swords, Zichu Sword is the pinnacle masterpiece of high-grade swords, only one line away from becoming the best sword, and Jiuyang Sword is just an ordinary high-grade sword. There is a decisive gap in quality between these two swords, and this gap is enough to give the Jiuyang Sword a devastating blow!

The Zichu Sword was just like cutting the Yin Cloud Sword just now, and the sword was broken into the sword body of the Jiuyang Sword, although it was slightly more difficult than when it cut the Yin Cloud Sword, but it was still not too hindered. Zichu Sword cut from one side to the other, slashing the Yin Cloud Sword into two sections!

The world-famous Jiuyang Sword was destroyed like this!

Kong Yunjie saw it clearly, and secretly screamed badly, and his heart suddenly became tangled. This Jiuyang Sword has been with him for many years, and it can be called his right-hand man, and after it is broken, it is equivalent to taking off one of his arms, so how can he not be heartbroken.

Zhao Zheng slashed two swords in a row, his eyes narrowed slightly, and seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, swinging his sword and slashing at Kong Yunjie's neck. This sword was the last movement in the sword swing sea, using all the remaining internal force in his body, and slashed out a huge sword qi in the shape of a crescent.

Kong Yunjie saw that the situation was not good, so he could only use the last trick to save his life, and once again used the internal force of ice and fire to puff up his neck. But this time it was not as easy to use as it was just now, because it was the Zichu Sword that slashed his neck, and this was a sword that could be easily cut even by a high-grade sword, and it was definitely not something that could compete with internal force and flesh.

Zhao Zheng implemented a sword, hitting Kong Yunjie's neck, and the blade easily tore through the flesh and ruthlessly penetrated into it.

If this sword goes down, Kong Yunjie will definitely die!

Zhao Zheng was extremely happy in his heart, even when he killed Mo Yunzi, he had never been so happy.

But at this moment, a figure as fast as lightning jumped into the ring, this figure was obviously only a few feet high, just like a dwarf, but it was more imposing than anyone else. He clasped Zhao Zheng's hand with an oolong probe claw, and kicked Kong Yunjie's arm again, kicking him out.

Zhao Zheng's hand was completely fixed, and he could no longer move for half a moment, and even the internal force of his body was firmly suppressed, turning into a pool of stagnant water.

Kong Yunjie flew close to the ground for a distance, and finally landed on the ground, life and death uncertain.

The half-moon-shaped sword qi dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

The little man who made a move looked at Zhao Zheng and said with a smile: "Young people don't have such anger, you have no grudges in the long days and no hatred in the near future, why do you need to kill them?" If he had three longs and two shorts, how could his master give up? When the time comes, you will not end well. Thanks to the quick eyes of the old man, he blocked this sword for you and saved his life, otherwise he would have died under your sword. ”

Zhao Zheng was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at the person who pinched his wrist, and found that the other party was less than four feet tall, surprisingly short, and his appearance was extremely ugly, with a bare head and a strand of silver hair floating on his chest. Don't look at this little man's appearance, but his eyes are bright and aggressive, and he knows that his skills are extremely deep at a glance.

He recognized the identity of the short old man, who was none other than the famous Three Feet Shadowless Son, one of the four famous Southern Warriors!

Only this old man, who is almost without a trace, can block Zhao Zheng's offensive and save Kong Yunjie's life at the last moment.

"Oops, it hurts me." Kong Yunjie, who was lying on the ground, groaned, reluctantly sat up, and covered his neck with his hand, which was gurgling and bleeding. Looking at this, he has no worries about his life.

Zhao Zheng sighed in his heart, instantly sank to the bottom, and sighed secretly: "Damn, it's a pity that the sword just now failed to kill Kong Yunjie's dog." Good people don't live long, but disasters live for thousands of years. (To be continued......)