In the long box that Zhao Zhongping was carrying, there was a famous Zhao rune soldier - a long knife Qianjun.

It was one of the best talisman soldiers of the Zhao family, with infinite power, a hundred years ago, the imperial army conquered Mobei, and the ancestor of the Zhao family, who held a thousand jun, had personally beheaded the head of the king of Beihu Zuoxian, and shocked the three armies.

This time, Zhao Ning led the baggage team to Yanmen Pass, that is, to hand over this knife to his father who was stationed there, some time ago, his father finally cultivated the "Qianjun Jue" to Dacheng, and had the ability to use this knife.

"What is the use of the child's Qianjun, although Qianjun is a strange soldier, but to control it, he needs to first cultivate the supporting exercise 'Qianjun Jue'......" Zhao Zhongping didn't know what Zhao Ning was going to do.

"Qianjun Jue" is obscure and difficult to cultivate, without one or two decades of hard work, I don't want to achieve anything.

Zhao Ning's cultivation qualifications are outstanding, and he is unmatched among the younger disciples of the Zhao family, and is known as a rare genius in a century. But after all, he is too young, and now he is only at the ninth level of the Forging Body Realm, and he has not yet started to cultivate the "Qianjun Jue", how can he control Qianjun?

"Why bother, just give it to me!"

Zhao Ning slapped Zhao Zhongping on the back, pressed the mechanism button of the rune array, opened the knife box, and took out a narrow war knife with a dark body and a length of three feet and two inches. Without saying a word, in Zhao Zhongping's stunned gaze, he drew his knife out of its sheath and ran forward.

The reason why Zhao Ning waited until this moment to make a move was to let all the attackers rush from the hillside to the official road to join the battlefield, so that the leader of the attackers standing on the dirt slope had no one beside him.

He knew very well that the other party's cultivation had already reached the Qi Controlling Realm. Even if it was only in the early stage of the Imperial Qi Realm, if there were still people around him to help, even if he had a thousand jun in his hands, he would not be completely sure that he would cut off the other party's head.

Qianjun started, and the familiar feeling soaked into the bone marrow along the palm of his hand, and Zhao Ning's heart was a little firmer. He had cultivated in his previous life, and later fought with this knife for many years, killing countless Beihu cultivators, and they were familiar with each other like old friends.

Holding Qianjun in his right hand, and pulling out his portable saber in his left hand, Zhao Ning's eyebrows and eyes were low at this moment, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

In front of him, Zhao Ning rushed out, Zhao Zhong's plane changed greatly, and he wanted to hold the other party, but he was a step slower, and shouted in a lost voice: "Son, no!"

On the one hand, Zhao Zhongping did not think that Zhao Ning would be able to command Qianjun, and on the other hand, there was a large group of attackers on the periphery of the circle array, which surrounded the place. Zhao Ning's cultivation realm has no obvious advantage, how can he kill it?

What is the difference between such an action and sending it to death?

"Quick! Save Childe's ......"

Zhao Zhongping did not delay, and was the first to move forward, wanting to pull Zhao Ning back. However, as soon as he knocked down an attacker in front of him, and when he looked at Zhao Ning's back again, he couldn't help but look stunned, and then his eyes were full of shock, doubt, and incomprehension.

In just three steps, Zhao Ning looked at an attacker, looking at the breath of the two, there was not much difference in cultivation, and there should be a fierce fight. However, when the attacker raised his knife, Zhao Ning's figure suddenly blurred, and the whole person turned into three afterimages, unpredictable, like a flower in the mirror!

What's even more bizarre is that in the moment before the attacker's long knife fell, blood suddenly gushed out from his neck, scattering the rain curtain a lot, and the afterimage of Zhao Ning in front of him collapsed like a bubble in an instant!

In Zhao Zhongping's eyes, Zhao Ning had already arrived behind the attacker, and the saber in his hand had cut through a row of raindrops, and it had already swept towards the neck of the other attacker!

It's just Zhao Ning, who is in the forging realm, his body is like a ghost, fast as electricity, and he rushes in a zigzag shape between the crowd of attackers, and the speed is so fast that it is elusive, and he rushes out of the crowd in just a few breaths!

At this moment, the four attackers who were killed by him all the way fell to the muddy rain one after another, holding their bloody necks.

"This is 'Jing Shui Step'?!" Zhao Zhongping couldn't help but tremble his hands, his heart was surging for a while, and he couldn't say anything more at all.

"Water Step" is Zhao's mastery, when he casts it, his body is fluctuating, his speed is like the wind, he cultivates to the fullest, and the speed is faster than lightning, which is almost the same as teleportation!

In the Zhao family, "Jing Shui Bu" has always been only the descendants of the descendants, and the talented clansmen can cultivate, and the Zhao family can become the first general of the dynasty, and "Jing Shui Bu" has made great contributions.

But "Jing Shui Step" is also notoriously difficult to master, the difficulty of cultivation is only higher than that of "Qianjun Jue", and the requirements for understanding are very high, even if it is an extremely talented cultivator, without more than ten years of hard work, he will not be able to achieve anything!

The minimum requirement for cultivating "Realm Water Step" is that the realm has reached the ninth layer of the Forging Body Realm, Zhao Zhongping remembers clearly, Zhao Ning has only reached this realm for more than a year, but now he has made "Realm Water Step" superb, how is this possible?

He glanced at the back of the young man who rushed towards the dirt slope, barely suppressed the shock in his heart, and kept a close eye on Zhao Ning's safety while fighting with the attacker in front of him.

Zhao Ning stepped out of the official road, facing the lightly clothed leader of the attackers, and ran straight up the gentle dirt slope.

His speed was too fast, and the dirt that jumped on his heels had risen before the first touch fell. When he ran to the top of the mountain, he smeared the dirt behind him and connected them into a line, outlining a perfect arc over a distance of dozens of paces.

Seeing Zhao Ning rushing from the rain curtain to the front, the leader of the attackers closed his mouth that was open in surprise, pulled out the long sword he was carrying, regained his demeanor, and said lightly: "It is worthy of being a once-in-a-century cultivation wizard of the Zhao family, it is really extraordinary, then let me see how good you are......"

As soon as he finished speaking, his handsome face was turned pale by the sword in front of him.

Zhao Ning abandoned the saber, jumped up in one step, held Qianjun with both hands, and slashed at him with all his might!

In an instant, the blade of the sword burst out with a sun-like brilliance, dazzling in the dark heaven and earth, and the thin sword light was like a flame tide, engulfing the surrounding dripping rain! The trees and weeds in the nearby forest all lost their original color, as if they had lost all their vitality, and turned gray.

The leader of the attackers who bore the brunt of the attacker's long hair stood straight back, his robes were like a whimper, and the black oil-paper umbrella cracked into countless fragments, and the air was annihilated without a trace!

In the flash of light, he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

The knife falls.

The sword is broken.

Blood gushing.

The leader of the attackers fell to his knees in the heavy rain, the three-inch-long wound on his forehead was hideous, and his handsome face became a bloody gourd. The eyeballs that fell out of the bulging sockets were full of desperate stiffness, fear, and surprise. The whole person's breath is dying, and he no longer has the extraordinary bearing that Zhizhu held before, like a soulless puppet.

Zhao Ning turned around with a knife, his eyes swept the battlefield like a sword, and his voice was like a golden stone, and the killing was fierce: "Those who clearly offend the Zhao family will be killed!"

The roaring thunder exploded in the sky, and the crackling lightning illuminated his tall figure white, and under the backdrop of the leader of the attackers kneeling down, at this moment, Zhao Ning, who stood in the rainstorm, was like a killing god.

The attackers, who looked back in amazement, were all shocked by this scene, and were terrified like earthworms, crawling all over their faces.

Within one move, Zhao Ning, who made their leader lose their combat power, awakened the long-standing awe of the Zhao clan in their hearts, and turned into a monstrous sea water to surround them at this moment.

Even among the attackers, the other two Qi Realm cultivators were terrified, and at this moment, they felt that the raindrops that slapped on their bodies were like sharp arrows! Zhao Ning could easily inflict heavy damage on their leader, and naturally he could kill them without any effort.

The Zhao cultivators were ecstatic, and many of the armor soldiers who had already been injured or felt exhausted all erupted into a thunderous roar at this moment, swinging their swords and slashing at the enemy in front of them.

Zhao Zhongping looked at Zhao Ning from afar, as if he had seen a stranger.

When the battle broke out, it was like a landslide and tsunami, and at the end it was like a heavy rain, and the attackers scattered and fled, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Zhao Ning was still standing on the hillside.

"Childe is mighty!"

"Childe is mighty!"

The Zhao cultivators who had survived the catastrophe wiped a handful of rain mixed with blood on their faces, raised their knives and shouted at Zhao Ning.

At the height of the battle, when they saw an enemy several times their size, they thought that they were going to die today, but they didn't expect that Zhao Ning, who was only at the ninth level of the Body Forging Realm, would be able to defeat the enemy leader of the Imperial Qi Realm with thunder and turn the situation around in one fell swoop!

Zhao Ning smiled slightly, still standing on the hillside.

"Childe has something to say?" Zhao Zhongping paused for a moment, and when he saw Zhao Ning motionless, he felt very strange in his heart.

Zhao Ning was still smiling.

Zhao Zhongping's heart was suddenly, and he hurriedly ran up the hillside, and when he was about to arrive, Zhao Ning's body shook and almost fell, but fortunately, he held it in time. At this time, the red light on Zhao Ning's face faded and became pale as paper. He grabbed Zhao Zhongping's arm and tried to stand up straight.

"Don't panic, just lose your strength. Zhao Ning motioned to Zhao Zhongping not to make any changes, "The power of 'Qianjun' is indeed not something that a Forging Body Realm cultivator can withstand. Even if it was just a full blow, I didn't even have the strength to stand firm. ”

Zhao Zhongping opened his mouth to speak, but Zhao Ning seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking, and shook his head lightly: "Don't be quiet, although we have defeated the interception, we may not really be safe." Not to mention that the attackers who retreated may not have gone far, whether there are still people watching in the dark, you and I don't know. ”

Zhao Zhongping's heart sank, looking at Zhao Ning's current appearance, he had no strength to fight again, if the attackers went and returned, they would still fall into the realm of nine deaths and one life again.

What is the identity of the attackers? In the territory of Daqi, in broad daylight, who dares to do anything to the Zhao clan, and what are they seeking? These are all questions that are worth pondering deeply and must be clarified as soon as possible.

Zhao Zhongping looked at the leader of the attackers lying on the ground.

"He's not dead, I'm measured. Let him be healed and brought back for interrogation. Ordered everyone to quickly clean up the battlefield, bandage the wounded, and carry the dead into the carriage. When I regain some strength, I will leave this place immediately. Zhao Ning's words were even.

"Are we going to Yanmen Pass, or are we going back to Daizhou City?" Zhao Zhongping hurriedly asked, Zhao Ning could still be thoughtful and unhurried in this situation, and his calmness impressed him.

He is very familiar with Zhao Ning, has a deep understanding of Zhao Ning, and knows that Zhao Ning was not like this before.

"Back to Daizhou City. Zhao Ning made up his mind without thinking. This place is closer to Daishu City, and the team must now get out of the wilderness and reach the relative safety of the city as soon as possible.

In addition, back in Daizhou City, Zhao Ning wanted to find out the mastermind behind today's interception there, and uncover the huge conspiracy related to the rise and fall of the Zhao family and even the fortunes of the Great Qi Dynasty.