The young man looked to be in his early twenties, and although he deliberately showed an approachable attitude, he still couldn't hide the high-minded, domineering bullying posture between his eyebrows.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi didn't respond, the young man's brows frowned slightly, and then he stretched out again, hugged his fists and said: "It's abrupt, I am Zhou Lu, the Taoist son of Tianjian Valley, dare to ask who is the surname of Brother Tai?"

Between the words, Zhou Lu deliberately bit the words "Heavenly Sword Valley" extremely hard, and deliberately released a strong aura in the late stage of the Far Journey Realm.

And because it is a sword cultivator, this aura is extremely sharp and domineering, and I am afraid that ordinary monks who travel far away to the Great Perfection will also change color under this breath.

However, Zhao Shenbi was not moved at all, but said casually: "Zhou Lu, I have only heard that there is a disciple named Wang Jiancheng in Heavenly Sword Valley, who is known as the peerless Tianjiao, but later there are rumors in some gossip that this Wang Jiancheng's reputation does not seem to be very good. ”

The cold light in Zhou Lu's eyes flashed, and he was obviously a little annoyed that the person in front of him was so ignorant of what to do, and he actually mentioned to his face that he had always been regarded as a shame by Heavenly Sword Valley.

But as the current Daozi of Tianjian Valley, the city government is naturally very deep, and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang is indeed a Tianjiao in terms of qualifications, but unfortunately his state of mind is not very stable, and he was in an accident before, which caused the Dao heart to collapse, so among the disciples of this generation of Sword Valley today, it is headed by me Zhou Lu." ”

However, Zhao Shenbi just let out a faint sigh, and immediately stopped talking, turning his head to look at the wonderful scenery between the colorful clouds.

After Zhou Lu ate this closed door, no matter how deep Rao is city government is, his face was a little unbearable, and he immediately stepped forward, the sword qi all over his body surged like a tide, and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Mou has already signed up for his own number, and Brother Tai still doesn't understand etiquette like this, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

Zhao Shenbi didn't look back, "Zhao Li, Shan Zeye Xiu." ”

His appearance is neither salty nor light, which really makes Zhou Lu angry.

Since Wang Jiancheng fell to the bottom, he fought his way out of the encirclement as a dark horse and became the leader among the ten thousand sword cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Valley, known as the "Son of Dangxing", and was even named the Taoist son by the Taishang Yuan Infant Ancestor who was closed in the sect.

However, Zhao Shenbi really didn't have any good feelings for Heavenly Sword Valley, and even the notorious Ghost Cultivation Sect Ghost Creek was 108,000 miles better than this group of self-proclaimed and upright hypocrites in Zhao Shenbi's eyes.

Zhou Lu narrowed his eyes, and even the two-person tall giant sword behind him began to glow, "It turned out to be Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao's appearance, is there any prejudice against my Heavenly Sword Valley, or against our sword cultivators?"

Zhao Shenbi laughed, as if he had heard some kind of joyful joke, and sneered: "You are also worthy of being called a sword cultivator?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Lu's eyes froze, and the majestic killing machine poured out, and even a strong smell of gunpowder appeared in the air.

Under this confrontation, the two of them trembled, and after Zhao Shenbi waved his hand, he said softly, "Be careful", and hurriedly stepped aside.

Zhao Shenbi slowly hid the handle in his sleeve, and after camouflage, the long knife that became as white as snow was pulled out, and asked with a smile: "What?

In an instant, thousands of eyes on the four floors downstairs and everyone on the deck gathered here, looking at them with great interest, and even some good deeds began to coax on the spot, a scene in full swing.

Even Wendy suddenly raised her head, and her beautiful eyes looked at the knife-wielding figure, which was full of brilliance.

Zhou Lu grinned, also held the giant sword behind his back in his hand, and said with a light smile: "It turned out to be a sword cultivator, no wonder it is so incompatible with our sword cultivators, it's okay, let you see what my Heavenly Sword Valley is 'just and brave, sword slashing dragon'." ”

Whether it is in the mundane world, or in the cultivation world, there has been a sword dispute since ancient times, both sides are not looking at each other, and even more are the same as water and fire, and if they don't agree, they will have swords to each other, so Zhou Lu will have this word after seeing Zhao Shenbi draw his sword.

"Although I am a sword cultivator, it is not the reason why I dislike you and others, because in my eyes, your Heavenly Sword Valley is not worthy of being called a sword cultivation sect at all. After Zhao Shenbi snorted lightly, he turned his head and looked at the gentle and moving figure on the deck with a smile and said, "Fairy Wen, Zhao is out of the customs today, and he just wants to do something with this 'sword man', Tianmen must not stop it, right?"

Hearing this, Wendy covered her mouth and chuckled, and slowly shook her head.

Hearing Zhao Shenbi's merciless sarcastic words, the green tendons on Zhou Lu's forehead suddenly bloomed, and a Ling Ran's sword aura emerged in his eyes, and after laughing angrily, he immediately stood up with his sword, stepped on the ground, and slashed at Zhao Shenbi from the sky.

In the face of this giant sword, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds and could almost split mountains and rivers, Zhao Shenbi did not make any resistance and dodge at all, and the long knife in his hand cut vertically and horizontally, and he also rose from the ground and slashed towards Zhou Lu in the sky.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they chose to fight each other hard-to-head, and there were no fancy moves at all, but they all contained a bitter killing intent.

Zhou Lu's face was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that this young man named Zhao Li would use this kind of life-fighting style, so if he insisted on slashing him with a sword, then he would also suffer a knife.

Zhou Lu was annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded himself: "These mountain and wild cultivators, all of them are crazy! I don't believe it, you really dare to exchange swords with me!"

In the blink of an eye, the two were already close together, but Zhao Shenbi's cold face still did not have the slightest fluctuation, and there was a strong and determined killing intent flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Lu was finally completely sure that this madman was really not afraid of the fate of the same fate, and he would not retreat, and he was terrified in his heart.

In an instant, it was Zhou Lu who took the lead in retreating, and he didn't dare to fight with Zhao Shenbi like this, but under the crisis of life and death, he hurriedly put his sword in front of his chest to resist this ruthless knife that could even cut through the air.

On the ruthlessness of the heart and the tenacity of the heart, between the two, the judgment is made.

Rao is like this, Zhou Lu also felt a huge force coming from his hand, which shook his arm for a while, his chest was even more blood rolling, and the giant sword was almost about to come out.

He hurriedly landed on his feet, and after taking a few steps back, the spiritual power in his body flowed and gushed, and he could not remove this huge force and surging sword qi.

Zhao Shenbi's smile was faint and full of sarcasm, "What is just and brave, it seems that it is nothing more than that." ”

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Zhou Lu was completely annoyed and angry at the moment, pinching the trick with both hands to cast a spell, the giant sword was immediately suspended in front of him, and as the Dao Dao spiritual power poured into it, the sword intent soared again, and the size of the long sword, which was already huge, doubled again, showing a dark yellow luster, as tough and thick as sand.

Zhou Lu's robe was flying, his face was hideous, and he shouted loudly: "My Zhou Lu's sword, called Houtu, is named after the meaning of Huangtian Houtu, and it is powerful and heavy, and today I want you to ambush here!"

"Imperial Sword Technique, Heavenly Sword Punishment!"

As soon as these words came out, the sword qi surged vertically and horizontally, as if it stirred up the clouds in the sky, and the people present couldn't help but feel a tingling in their pupils at such a distance, and it was not difficult to imagine how Zhao Shenbi, who was in the middle, bore the brunt of it.

However, Zhao Shenbi's expression was extremely calm, as if this sword qi in the sky was like nothing in his eyes.

He held the hilt of the sword hard and said seriously: "Although I am a swordsman and I don't know what kendo is, but around me, there are a few real sword cultivators, either elegant and free, or solemn and simple, or extremely strong, but no matter what, they are all upright, and they will not retreat, even if they are in a desperate situation, they dare to draw their swords and roar." ”

Zhao Shenbi shouted, his voice was like thunder, "Today, I'll teach you how to use a sword!"

On the long knife as clear as snow, a sharp and fierce sword qi actually emerged, and there was a sword intent phantom condensed out, similar to Zhao Xiuyun's green jade ancient sword, which was similar to three or four fractal gods.

"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses!" he shouted, like a sword and a long knife soaring into the sky, and the violent sword qi emitted by the sword of the thick earth was extremely tame and motionless in an instant!

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