Chapter 6 A Sword

"Help, kill someone!" I don't know who shouted, and the remaining three children who could barely stand lost their weapons and fled towards the courtyard, and there were two lying on the ground in addition to Zhao Hu.

Zhao Xiu threw Zhao Hu who had fainted aside, picked up a four-foot-long wooden sword and chased after him.

"Help!" One of the children saw that he was about to be chased by Zhao Xiu, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, bending down to pick up a few stones, and smashing them at Zhao Xiu. Children like them have been entrenched in foreign mansions and fighting with others since they were children, and they have never lacked ruthlessness.

Zhao Xiu greeted him expressionlessly, a phantom flashed, and the wooden sword in his hand had already pierced out, and the sword was like a rainbow, as fast as lightning!

Quick Sword!

"Stop!" At this moment, a sharp shout came, and at the same time, a figure flashed and grabbed Zhao Xiu's wrist holding the wooden sword.

"It's dangerous......" The figure breathed a sigh of relief, the wooden sword in Zhao Xiu's hand was dangerously against the throat of the child, as long as he advanced one more inch, he could pierce the throat of the other party.

Zhao Xiu felt a surge of anger in his heart, flipped his wrist, held the opponent's wrist with his other hand, and twisted it violently!

The figure snorted softly, and was almost twisted to the ground by Zhao Xiu, he took a deep breath, he didn't expect Zhao Xiu's strength to be so strong, it was not like the strength that a five-year-old child should have.

The phantom of a giant elephant appeared in front of the figure, and then the giant elephant swooped down and rushed Zhao Xiu away.

Zhao Xiu only felt a strange force swept over, he could no longer hold the other party's wrist, and was hit by the strange force and rolled backwards three times.

"Die!" Zhao Xiu was already red-eyed, his heart was even more angry, and when he kicked the ground, the whole person shot towards the figure like an arrow off the string, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed a strange arc in the air, stabbing at the figure again, and the speed was so fast that people almost couldn't react.

At the moment when Zhao Xiu took out the sword, the figure quickly swept back, and Zhao Xiu could see that the other party was very embarrassed.

"Huh?" said an exclamation from the other side.

"That's enough!" The figure felt that he had lost face, if he was slower, Zhao Xiu's sword would be able to touch his body, although with Zhao Xiu's ability, even if the wooden sword poked him, it might not be able to hurt him at all, but it would be embarrassing to be hit by a child who had not even cultivated condensation......

With speed alone, he could force him to use the power of a giant elephant to resist, and this swordsmanship was weird......

Seeing that Zhao Xiu was about to rush up, the figure was also a little big, and the phantom of the giant elephant roared over, and the huge hooves swept Zhao Xiu aside.

Zhao Xiu was like a dead leaf blown off by the wind, flying up in the air and falling aside. The figure did not move, Zhao Xiu fell to the ground, only felt some pain in his buttocks, but he was not injured.

He slowly stood up, looked at the comer, and tossed the wooden sword in his hand aside. In front of Zhao Xiu stood a man about thirty years old, this person was handsome and dressed in a brocade robe, it was none other than Zhao Yu's third son, Zhao Chengjian.

Zhao Chengjian's cultivation has reached the Fusion God Realm, and his cultivation is worse than Zhao Chengdan, but he has a gentle temperament, except for the distribution of silver and the distribution of spirit stones, which are not under his control, he is responsible for the affairs of the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Chengjian also knows something about Zhao Xiu's situation, but the financial power and cultivation resources of the Zhao Mansion are in the hands of Zhao Chengdan and his wife, he has no right to ask, and he can't help Zhao Xiu, but he will take care of Xia Chan'er and Zhao Xiu in private.

There was also a man standing not far from the two, with white temples and a long sword behind him, who looked like he was only about thirty years old, but the sense of vicissitudes in his eyes was incomparable to Zhao Chengjian, and his actual age was only much older than his appearance.

The two of them walked through the outer mansion before, and saw Zhao Xiu chasing the three children to fight, although they were surprised by Zhao Xiu's fierceness, they didn't take it seriously, thinking that this was just a child's fight.

What really caught the attention of the two was the sword that Zhao Xiu stabbed at the child, if Zhao Chengjian hadn't stopped it in time, I was afraid that the sword would be bloody. The Qingfeng Sect's Elder Chuangong came here to discuss something with Zhao Yu, and he was killed in front of him, but it was the face of the Zhao Mansion that was lost.

"Let the criminal elder smile, this is the child of my eldest brother Zhao Chengdan, those three are the children of the people in the house, and the children are not serious, I will tell my father and punish them well. ”

If others listen to these words, I am afraid that Zhao Xiu will end up with an image of bullying and insulting others. But the torture elder didn't think so, he saw that Zhao Xiu was wearing a coarse linen dress, which was worse than that of the children under him, and knew that there must be a hidden secret, but this was a family affair of the Zhao Mansion, and he was not easy to interfere with.

It's just that Zhao Xiu took out three swords in a row, and each sword was fast to his surprise.

Even if he reaches the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period, as long as he is close to this kid, I am afraid that he will be able to gain the Dao, and he will not even have time to perform the exercises, so he will seal his throat with a sword.

Elder Xing glanced at Zhao Xiu deeply and asked, "Boy, who is your sword mage?"

He was not interested in the family affairs of the Zhao Mansion, all he cared about was the swordsmanship displayed by Zhao Xiu.

The Qingfeng faction is the head of the sword-holding sect, as one of the seven veins, the strength is by no means comparable to the ordinary cultivation sect, the disciple in the sect is majoring in swordsmanship, and he himself is a master of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship has reached the micro realm, and he can almost peek into the realm of the Dao.

Zhao Xiu glanced at Zhao Chengjian, he was not afraid of the Zhao family's punishment, he was only worried that this matter would involve Xia Chan'er, Zhao Xiu saw that Zhao Chengjian had a humble attitude towards the man with the sword on his back, and expected that this person's identity was not ordinary, so he bowed forward and said: "If you return to the elder, the kid has no master, and the swords are those swords that I peeked at the disciples in the house to practice swords, and I compared them casually, so I collided with the elder, and I hope the elder will not blame." ”

Seeing that Zhao Xiu was well-behaved and polite, the criminal elder also had a good impression in his heart, nodded and said, "Good boy, with a strong personality, quite the demeanor of your grandfather when he was young. ”

As for Zhao Xiu's answer, he was a little unimpressed, but Elder Xing didn't break it in person, but asked Zhao Chengjian: "The master of Zhao Mansion who taught swordsmanship has such cultivation?"

What kind of virtue are the sword-wielding masters in Zhao Mansion, how can Zhao Chengjian not know, if they have this kind of means, they will still stay in the Zhao family as a little-known doorman.

Elder Xing laughed, how could those few pieces of material have this ability. Zhao Chengjian laughed embarrassedly, and made a gesture of invitation to Elder Punishment: "Father has been waiting for a long time, Elder Punishment, please come with me." ”

Before leaving, Elder Xing glanced at Zhao Xiu again and nodded, unconcealing the appreciation in his eyes.

Zhao Chengjian glanced lightly at the child who had already been scared to pee his pants, turned around, and told Zhao Xiu with a serious expression: "Xiu'er, don't make trouble anymore!"

Zhao Xiu straightened his clothes, "Oh!", and walked straight to the residence, Zhao Chengjian shook his head slightly when he saw this.