"Sword of Righteousness Reincarnated? No wonder, no wonder you can cultivate the "Righteous Qi Sword Technique". ”

"It's all reincarnated, how is that possible?"

Zhao Ping's voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating, even the monks who were watching the sky battlefield from more than ten miles away could hear it clearly, and after hearing Zhao Ping's words, many people were dumbfounded and couldn't believe their ears.

When did rebirth become so easy? Could it be that Lord Ziyang Wang is fooling people, in fact, he can sign as many reincarnation oracles as he wants?

The gray-robed sword immortal holding the nameless sword showed a nostalgic look, but the next moment he came back to his senses and looked at Zhao Ping again, and the young gray-robed sword cultivator said angrily: "Defend the sword?" After a while, the old man will go and get it back. Boy, you have to know that those who know the times are handsome, and the old man doesn't want to bully more and bully less, and he also bullies you as a junior. Hand over the three nameplates, and the old man can let you go safely! ”

"Wu Yue, when will you be able to represent all of us?" Holding two cold ice blades, a gray-robed man took off his hood to reveal a cheek engraved with blood-red sermons, and the two-swordsman waved the ice blade in his hand at the gray-robed sword cultivator unhappily.

Wu Yue? The fourth generation of the resonator of the Shouzheng Sword? Zhao Ping was stunned for a moment and recalled some of the contents of the "History of Qingzhou", and immediately thought of the identity of the gray-robed sword cultivator in front of him.

Speaking of which, the story of the fourth generation of Shouzheng Sword is also legendary. Wu Yue, the fourth generation of Shouzheng Sword, was originally an ordinary person, the title of the forty years of the gold list, and the champion of high school entered the court as an official, but unfortunately Wu Yue's luck was not good, and Wu Yue, who was originally ready to show his talents, was involved in a struggle for power when he was an official for a few days. Wu Yue was framed by traitors and his ilk and stripped of his official position, which can be said to be eight lifetimes of mold.

When Wu Yue was desperate to be chased and killed by people from hostile forces, he was unwilling to ask where the righteous path existed. Then this guy was extremely bloody and was taken back to the Nine Swords Gate by the elders who happened to be passing by.

What followed was that Wu Yue resonated with the Zhengjian and practiced the "Righteous Qi Sword Technique" and embarked on the path of cultivation. The old monk, who was obviously forty years old, made great progress in his cultivation and made a great reputation. single-handedly shaped a legend of late blooming.

"As long as we achieve our goal, fighting with Jackdaw will only hinder the Lord's plan!" Wu Yue glanced coldly at the swordsman standing south of Zhao Ping.

After hearing the words "Lord", the swordsman who was about to say a few words shrank slightly, revealing a hint of fear, and he turned his head angrily and looked at Zhao Ping angrily.

Regarding Wu Yue's kind words and persuasion, Zhao Ping still looked like an idiot: "You guys are so determined to eat this seat?" And also...... Don't rely on the old and sell the old in front of this seat, you are not qualified! ”

"The little rabbit cub has a powerful mouth, and he is arrogant enough! However, I like this temperament! If it weren't for hostility. I'm going to have a drink with you. The swordsman who was full of gangsterism laughed out loud when he heard Zhao Ping's words.

Zhao Ping glanced at the swordsman with both ice blades, and confided with a calm face: "Beiling Crazy Knife Su Jie." ”

The swordsman who was revealed by Zhao Ping's words was immediately stunned, and the next moment he laughed heroically: "Didn't you expect me to be so famous?" There are still juniors who know about me. ”

"With such a heavy gangsterism, no one in your eyes, and the two ice blades in your hands, it's quite easy to recognize you, the North Ridge Crazy Knife who died in the secret realm four hundred years ago."

Su Jie casually danced a knife flower, looked at Zhao Ping, who was still fearless, and said, "Speaking of the attitude of no one in his eyes, boy." Actually, I want to say that after meeting you, I found that I was too far from you before! In other words, you kid don't have the slightest fear, we know that you have the Red Flame Battleship, but if we can stand here, we naturally have a way to deal with that ship. Brat. I think you're also quite pleasing to the eye, you might as well listen to Wu Yue's old thing's advice. ”

"You mean the Nether Water Talisman you have on you?" Twist the Qiankun umbrella and the treasure umbrella mechanism at will. The chilly spearhead popped out, and Zhao Ping held the spear-shaped three-change umbrella and pointed at the six reincarnated people who surrounded him from all sides. His eyes were full of disdain, "The Netherworld is full of the smell of rotten stinky water. Even if you hide it well, you can smell it. ”

"It's amazing, it's worthy of being the first person of the young generation in contemporary Qingzhou, can you even smell it?" That's right, we have the Netherworld Water Talisman on us. Beiling Crazy Knife Su Jie glanced at Zhao Ping in admiration, and casually took out a blue blackened rune paper from his sleeve.

"The heavy water of the Netherworld is collected from the Netherworld, ordinary reincarnators are not qualified to take this kind of thing out of the underworld, you really have an inextricable relationship with the underworld, who is the Lord you just said?"

"It's forbidden."

Zhao Pingcheng calmly tapped his head, raised his spear and danced a spear: "It doesn't matter, you can say it or not, anyway, when the time comes, you can directly search for the soul." ”

Su Jie and the others were immediately stunned when they saw the killing intent in Zhao Ping's eyes, the young master of Jackdaw Xuan was too upright.

"Damn, do you really want to fight? I mean, you're okay with your brain, right? Without the Red Flame Ship, are you sure you're going to fight six of our battle-experienced reincarnations? ”

The turquoise aura ignited from Zhao Ping's body, and the violent pressure came! It was like the reincarnation of gods and demons, and the fierce coercion spread to all sides. In just the blink of an eye, there was an extra turquoise humanoid monster burning with a raging aura in front of the fourth-generation Shouzheng Sword, the North Ridge Crazy Knife and others.

The moment they saw this monster, Wu Yue and the others immediately changed their faces, and the "Qiang Qiang Qiang" weapon was unsheathed, and they looked at the turquoise monster in front of them cautiously, with a look of fear in their eyes. The turquoise monster that Zhao Ping incarnated was just a coercion that was released, and Wu Yue and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Wu Yue and the others knew that in addition to the magic weapon of the young master of Jackdaw Xuan, he was also very powerful. Wu Yue and the others, who had already made the worst prediction, found that they and the others might still underestimate Zhao Ping!

Boom!

The figure of the turquoise monster suddenly disappeared, and a heavy golden silk shield appeared in front of Su Jie, who had just chatted with Zhao Ping the most, and it was able to block a spear. Look at the close, chilly spearhead. Su Jie shuddered.

"Damn, this kid really doesn't give face. I just turned my face and didn't recognize anyone after chatting well. Old Yan thanks! I was almost yin by this kid. Su Jie touched the cold sweat oozing from his head, and patted his chest with palpitations as he looked at the turquoise monster that immediately floated away after a blow. Towards the companion who suddenly appeared at his side, ten fingers wrapped around each of them with golden threads.

"Wu Yue, this guy is not easy to deal with!" The monk who suddenly appeared next to Su Jie and used the golden silk as a weapon didn't care about the noisy Beiling bandit leader beside him, he stared at the turquoise monster not far away, not daring to relax in the slightest, as the fastest monk in the team, he was actually at a disadvantage in terms of speed in the hand-to-hand hand! This made Lao Yan unbelievable and full of horror at the same time.

"Old Yan? Golden Silk ...... Lingjian Mountain's "Instant Divine Formula"? Zhao Ping, who had turned into a green monster, had a somewhat distorted voice.

"Drag! This should be an explosive secret method similar to primitive disintegration**, and if he drags it over, he will be a lamb to be slaughtered! Su Jie, restrain his speed! Wu Yue, the fourth-generation Shouzheng Sword, was surrounded by white stars condensed by righteous qi, and he looked at Zhao Pingdao cautiously.

Northridge Cold Snow Knife Technique - Snow Roar.

The leader of the Northridge bandits pointed at the sky with two knives. The sword intent was activated, and the next moment, a cold blizzard suddenly descended here. With the arrival of the blizzard, the figure of Su Jie, the leader of the North Ridge bandits, quietly disappeared into this blizzard.

Between the wind and snow, one after another swords with cold killing intent slashed towards Zhao Ping!

In the face of this sword, Zhao Ping, who had turned on the extreme strength, didn't even bother to dodge, and the silver-white knife slashed on Zhao Ping's body and directly made a golden sound of fighting, and this terrifying sword was stunned that even Zhao Ping's arrogant coat in the state of extreme strengthening did not split.

Zhao Ping defiantly hooked his finger towards an empty area, and in the direction of Zhao Ping's finger, the leader of the Beiling bandits hidden in the wind and snow retreated from invisibility with an ugly face: "This kid is too metamorphosis!" He can see through my concealment! ”

The most powerful thing about the Northridge Crazy Knife is that it is good at using the snow hiding technique. Invisible homicide is the most deadly. Almost all the people who fought with the Northridge Crazy Knife died inexplicably in the end. But now that Su Jie's proud Snow Hidden Secret Technique was unexpectedly seen through by Zhao Ping at a glance, Su Jie's face couldn't help but become quite ugly.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and the next is Heyue!"

Haoran righteousness erupted. Wu Yue held an unknown sword in his hand, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the righteous qi condensed like a long river pouring down towards Zhao Ping.

Looking at the long river of righteousness that seemed to be smashed down by the sky, Zhao Ping lifted the spear in his hand and his turquoise aura soared. In the face of the long river of righteousness, Zhao Ping was not afraid of the spear and smashed directly into the suppressed long river with a sharp whistling sound.

Bully smashed!

Heaven and earth are quiet. In the next moment, the long river of righteousness exploded into fragments in the sky! Wu Yue, who was implicated, immediately spurted out a piece of blood, and his face turned white. But when Wu Yue was injured. He didn't forget to shout: "Old Yan! ”

"Understood." The fragments of the long river of righteousness obscured Zhao Ping's vision, and as the only monk in the audience who could match Zhao Ping in terms of speed, Lao Yan, a reincarnated person from Spirit Sword Mountain, took advantage of Zhao Ping's blind spot in his vision and broke through to Zhao Ping's side.

The next moment, a blue and blackened rune paper was directly printed on the Qiankun Three Transformation Umbrella in the form of a spear in Zhao Ping's hand with Lao Yan's hand.

The decaying black water suddenly appeared, and the Qiankun Three Transformation Umbrella was wrapped in black water almost in an instant, and the originally brilliant treasure umbrella was immediately sealed into a mortal thing!

The little crocodile in a group of monks in the distance was slightly stunned when he saw this change, and then his face changed greatly, and the little crocodile who remembered something shrank his neck in fear. The last time Master Shi Zun broke out, it seems that it was because the treasure umbrella was dirty, and judging from what Master Master said just now, that Netherworld Heavy Water is obviously not a clean thing......

As an instantaneous god cultivator, Lao Yan naturally understood that he couldn't fight with Zhao Ping, a physically strong and almost demonic guy, and as he sealed the treasure umbrella in Zhao Ping's hand, Lao Yan immediately floated back hundreds of feet, and once again opened a safe distance from Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping glanced at the Qiankun Sanchang umbrella wrapped in the heavy water of the netherworld, his face was gloomy, his daughter's birthday gift had been repeatedly affected in the past few days, and Uncle Bird's lungs were about to explode at this moment: "Okay, good, you have successfully angered this seat!" The next trick is to wish you all survival, after all, this seat still needs a personal soul search. ”

Putting away the treasure umbrella, Zhao Ping put on the starting hand of the Wuji God and Demon Fist. A great god phantom quietly appeared behind Zhao Ping, and the terrifying body was so overwhelming that the reincarnated people besieging Zhao Ping were breathless.

Wu Yue raised his head, met Zhao Pingsen's cold eyes, and his heart suddenly jumped, and secretly said that it was not good, Wu Yue immediately shouted: "Formation, defense!" ”

However, Wu Yue's movements were still a beat slower, looking at the murderous intent boiling in Zhao Ping's eyes, Wu Yue's eyes immediately widened, he bit the tip of his tongue and desperately urged the righteous qi in his body to turn into an impermeable shield to wrap himself firmly!

Three-style. Cracked.

In an instant, the entire sky was covered in turquoise aura claws! (To be continued......)