Regarding Zhao Yu's arrogant performance, everyone did not speak, but Gongsun Linglong held a fan to cover his face slightly.

"Hmph, what a reckless man who doesn't know how to be polite......"

Although the voice was very small, Zhao Yu could still hear it clearly, but he didn't bother to pay attention to her, pretending not to hear it.

And Zhao Gao saw that the atmosphere in the field was quiet, looked at Xiaomeng who was blank next to him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, stood up and said to Fusu.

"Childe, since this gentleman is so strong, why don't you let my six sword slaves try?"

"Oh? Six Sword Slaves? It's just that...... The six of them shot together, and this ......"

"It's okay, it's just six sword slaves, to put it mildly, just like them, I can fight ten!"

Seeing the embarrassed expression on Fusu's face, Zhao Yu didn't care, and stepped forward and said loudly at the top of his voice.

Seeing that he said this, Fusu did not get entangled, but nodded.

"Good!"

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So after the Star Soul was defeated, Zhao Yu faced the six sword slaves in the net.

Judging from the anime, the strength of each of the six sword slaves is extremely strong, and they are also rare masters in the world individually, and their strength together is amazing.

If the six of them shot together, even if Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie faced it alone, they would definitely not be pleased.

It can be said that the six sword slaves together are comparable to the peerless masters of Qin Shi Mingyue, and they are super-spec existences that surpass the general situation.

Looking at the six people with different shapes in front of him, although Zhao Yu was vigilant in his heart, his eyes were looking at Zhao Gao who was smiling behind him.

Being able to completely control the Six Sword Slaves in his hands, and even develop the huge killer organization of Luo Net, Zhao Gao's strength is undoubtedly very terrifying.

Even Chu Nangong, who looks harmless to humans and animals in the anime, is an oversized existence in the same way as Xun, if you want to say that Zhao Gao's strength is not strong, Zhao Yu is the first to believe it.

"Maybe he is not weaker than Xun Kuang and Chu Nangong, or even stronger, and ......"

Taking a deep look at Zhao Gao, Zhao Yu quickly turned his attention to the six sword slaves in front of him.

This time, he didn't hold his hands to meet the enemy empty-handed, seeing that the six sword slaves were holding swords in their hands, Zhao Yu felt a little unstable, so he hurriedly turned to look at Zhang Liang.

"Zifang, you see that I am competing with them for a sword, and I don't have a sword in my hand, this is a loss, can you lend me your Ling Xuan sword to use?"

"This ...... All right! ”

Although he was a little surprised, Zhang Liang quickly calmed down, with a faint gentle smile on his face, he walked to Zhao Yu's side with Ling Xuan in his hand and handed it to him, and then hurriedly retreated.

Taking the Ling Xuan Sword from Zhang Liang's hand, Zhao Yu held the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand.

"Choke!"

With a deep and distant voice, a silver light flashed, and the Ling Xuan Sword appeared in front of everyone.

Ling Xuan is Zhang Liang's sword, ranked tenth in the ranking of famous swords, and is definitely a divine weapon.

The slender silver-white sword body does not look like the ferocity of an ordinary long sword, but has a sense of indifference.

"This sword is also quite good, not only is it good-looking, but it is also very practical......"

Holding the hilt of the sword untightly, Zhao Yu's sword intent explored, immersed himself in Ling Xu, and began to feel it carefully.

At this moment, the other people in the field did not urge, but looked at Ling Xuan in his hand with interest.

After all, it is the tenth-ranked famous sword, which is rare to see under normal circumstances, and this time you can watch it up close, so you won't miss it.

Even Zhao Gao, Xiaomeng, and Fusu are like this.

And Ling Xuan was held in Zhao Yu's hand and pointed down diagonally, and after a while, with a rapid tremor, a clear tremor resounded throughout the Sword Dao Hall.

"Cheng—"

As if using this sword sound as a signal, golden gas began to emerge from the originally silver-white sword body, spinning endlessly.

The golden gas looked soft and flowing, but everyone felt a sharp and murderous aura rushing to their faces, almost wanting to cut their souls, and a faint pain arose in their hearts.

The others naturally didn't care, after all, they were all innate masters, but Fusu was difficult to look at directly, and his body trembled and snorted.

Seeing this, Zhang Han next to him hurriedly stepped forward, and the sword intent on his body surged to form a shield, blocking Zhao Yu's sword intent.

Only then did Fu Su come back and look at Zhao Yu with a look of horror, but after the shock, there was a bit of excitement and excitement in his eyes.

Zhao Yu didn't know this, and after getting familiar with Ling Xuan in his hand, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the six sword slaves opposite.

"Whew!"

An inaudible voice sounded, and as Zhao Yu's eyes opened, a sword intent actually condensed into substance, bursting out from his eyes, and flying towards the six sword slaves.

He himself stepped on it, and with that sharp sword intent to follow, he stepped forward with Ling Xuan in his hand.

The battle was imminent, and there was no dazzling special effects when Fang had just fought with the Star Soul, let alone a roaring sound, and there was no incredibly powerful destructive power.

The Six Sword Slaves and Zhao Yu just disappeared directly from the same place in an instant, but an astonishing sword intent continued to spread, making people feel terrified.

It's not that they're gone, but they're moving so fast that in an instant they're beyond the range of the line of sight, so that no one can see them.

Everything just happened in an instant, except for a very few people in the field, before anyone else could react, this sword contest was already over.

Zhao Yu's figure appeared in place, as if it had never moved, while the six sword slaves were in different positions, faintly forming a formation.

Standing fixedly, Zhao Yu looked at his left shoulder in surprise.

Because it was there, the originally intact Confucian shirt was cut apart, and even oozed a faint bright red, and the faint smell of blood wafted in the air.

"It is worthy of being a six-sword slave, and under the combined attack of the six people, it is only one line weaker than Chu Nangong......"

Shocked in his heart, Zhao Yu raised his head and looked at the six sword slaves in front of him, and couldn't help but speak seriously with a serious face.

"It's good to be able to hurt me!"

As his words fell, the six people who were still standing still instantly trembled and fell to the ground in unison.

As they fell to the ground, blood began to seep out of their bodies, and the kendo hall was instantly enveloped in a strong smell of blood.

The matter has come to this point, and everyone naturally knows who won and who lost in Fang Cai's inexplicable fight.

But except for a few people who understood what had just happened, the rest of them were confused.

The audience in the live broadcast room was completely confused, feeling that this battle was too unwatchable.

Although the audience found it boring, Zhao Yu found it very interesting.

While urging the true qi to restore the wound, while thinking back to the process of the fight just now, there was a faint sword light flashing in his eyes.

On the other side, after Zhao Gao saw the six people fall to the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hands that were originally put together quietly strengthened a little.

After a while, he got up and said to Fusu.

"This group of minions is too weak, Yaxing, who defeated the son, really deserves death!"

When Fusu heard Zhao Gao's words, he also quickly stood up.

"It's okay, the six sword slaves have done their duty, but this gentleman's strength is too strong, it's no wonder that they don't blame them, Zhao Fuling should not be too harsh......"

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