Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Withered Sword Venerable

Steward Zhao's sword,

Like a white dragon riding a rainbow straight up to 90,000 miles.

The sword wind stirred three thousand zhang, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the weeping willows were upside down.

Steward Zhao, who has never touched a sword in sixty years, this sword, the sword intent actually reached the peak of the spirit wheel!

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Where is the current old Zhao Tou still having half of the old and decadent atmosphere.

The waist is straight, the pupils are shining, as if he has suddenly been dozens of years younger, the long sword is soft, and the style is flying.

Old Zhao Tou swung this sword, as if announcing to the world again,

He's back!

Three steps up to the sky, with a light tiptoe, he came to mid-air and faced a master from overseas.

Yunhai real person, Huo Qingyun.

At the same realm of the pinnacle of the Spirit Wheel, Huo Qingyun deeply knew that it was not easy for people to come, and he was definitely not a precarious person in this small Silver Moon City.

Ask the same question right now

"Who are you?"

Old man Zhao's face was calm and replied lightly

"The butler of the Chu family!"

Huo Qingyun frowned, and gently shook off the dust in his hand.

The spiritual power fluctuations that were suddenly emitted turned into thirty-six flying swords, slashing through the air, and roaring towards Steward Zhao.

Lao Zhao Tou was not surprised, his coarse linen clothes swayed, and the dozens of flying swords that had originally shot out were suddenly frozen in mid-air.

His arms shook, and his bulging sleeves returned to their original state, but the surrounding spiritual power suddenly exploded, and the thirty-six flying swords were all dispersed by him in one shot.

On the Jin family's side, a full thirty-six people fell in a pool of blood.

Huo Qingyun's eyes became solemn, the person in front of him was really not simple.

His own move was originally a tentative move, but the other party's seemingly ordinary dismantling move was the embodiment of the cultivation of internal kung fu to the extreme.

Lao Zhao's half-gray hair rose up, recalling the time when he was young and frivolous.

"I almost forgot most of the names given by the people in the rivers and lakes, but I vaguely remember that sixty years ago, most of the people in the rivers and lakes called me the Venerable Dry Sword"

The crowd in the fierce battle below looked up at the sky.

They were really shocked by the steward's methods, but the name of the Withered Sword Venerable sounded so unfamiliar.

However, when this name reached Jin Kun's ears, it sounded like a thunderbolt.

"Sixty years ago, Venerable Withered Sword"

Jin Kun suddenly looked up at this side and asked with a suspicious face

"Zhao Cheng, are you Zhao Cheng?"

The housekeeper was silent

This is a hero of the older generation, and he is the pride of the sky in the same era as Chu Zhenxiong.

"Sixty years ago, after you fought with the old ghost of the Chu family, there was no news again, and rumors said that you died. ”

Jin Kun continued to ask.

At this time, Chu Daiyan, who was fighting against him, found the right time and stabbed out with a sword, which was dodged by him, and almost hit the vital point.

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything, he didn't pay attention to him at all, Jin Kun was full of black lines, what status he had, which made his face slightly ugly.

The sword in his hand slowly raised, but the surrounding spiritual power boiled violently. Zhao Cheng's sword qi rose again and again.

"The sword goes out of the south of the Yangtze River and falls in the snow, and enters the sheath in the extreme north in spring"

A heavenly sword qi went straight towards Huo Qingyun.

Chu Lan would definitely be surprised if he was here.

The deadwood sword technique that was included in the fifth layer of the Gongfa Pavilion turned out to be created by the housekeeper Zhao Cheng.

However, the power of this sword in Zhao Cheng's hands was far from being comparable to Chu Lan.

It was originally a season when the wild fragrance was fragrant, and the beautiful wood was beautiful and prosperous, because of this sword, there was a hint of gloom.

Urging dryness and repair, the sword is mighty like a river.

"Covering the Sky"

Huo Qingyun didn't dare to slack off, and his hands formed complicated handprints.

A large net of spiritual power spread out in the void, and then quickly converged, as if it was about to envelop the entire heavenly dome.

Qingguang crashed into the big net, and the two were entangled, and the sword with amazing sword momentum was also difficult to score another point in front of this big net.

In the end, the spiritual power net exploded, and the sword qi was also consumed.

Huo Qingyun took three steps back, while Zhao Cheng's figure flickered, and he only took a step back.

In this move, who is better, we will see when we get to know.

Zhao Cheng turned his head to look at Jin Kun, and his words were slightly gloomy.

"Old ghost Jin, you hurt my young master of the Chu family, you can't leave today"

Jin Kun snorted coldly, and Huo Qingyun's attack was already rushing towards Zhao Cheng.

It probably means that if you want to kill Jin Kun, you have to pass the level of his Yunhai real person first.

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The battlefield was now divided into three major circles.

One is the battle between the soldiers, everyone fights fiercely, the children of the Chu family have the blood of the Chu family, they are not afraid of death, they are all full of anger, they want to breathe a sigh of relief for the eldest young master, and the people of the Jin family are gambling with their lives, from time to time blood is splashed, and the stumps and broken arms are flying.

The other place is the battlefield of Chu Teng, Chu Xuan and other young generations, and at this moment, the leaders led by them have completely suppressed the younger generation of the Jin family.

Most of the younger generation of the Jin family are greedy, prostitute and gambling, and neglect their cultivation, where is the younger generation of the Chu family who are the most heavily cultivated.

Chu Teng and the others always had to help the other soldiers with a punch and a kick.

The most important battlefield that is completely related to victory or defeat is the battle between the three Chu Daiyan brothers, Jin Kun, and Jin Qiujiu, the mainstays of the two families.

The two Chu Daiyan brothers fought with Jin Kun, an old monster, and the two of them revolved around Jin Kun in a marquee, adopting attrition tactics.

If you want to say what Chu Daishan is doing again, he has already led the people who are ambushed around the Yangyuan Jade Mine to smash Huanglong, and is searching the Jin family's lair, and now he has not rushed to this scene.

After all, Jin Kun is a powerful figure of the older generation, whether it is cultivation or real combat awareness experience, he is extremely strong.

Now single-handedly, I am afraid that Zhao Cheng is the only one who can compete with him.

Now that the two brothers have joined forces, they can only withstand Jin Kun.

The housekeeper Zhao Xiangxiang was a god who was born out of thin air, but now he was blocked by Yunhai Zhenren, and he couldn't separate his body.

Huo Qingyun hugged his arms weakly, and a mountain-like seal in the air was long in the wind, weighing tens of thousands of catties, and there were ancient pine forests on the mountain, and flying springs and waterfalls.

It was like a condensed mountain mountain, emitting wisps of aura, as if it was about to collapse the void.

He shouted "Go"

Then with a hand, the mountain seal crashed towards Zhao Cheng.

This Huo Qingyun's mountain seal has seven or eight points of strength, and the real scenery evolution has appeared on it.

It is said that this is just a remnant, and when you cultivate to the realm of Dacheng, there will be birds and beasts and other creatures on the mountain seal.

Zhao Cheng raised his hand and made another sword,

A sword shines in Kyushu.

The sword moves are even more gorgeous to the extreme, worthy of being the first person in the sword path of Silver Moon City back then, if it weren't for losing to Chu Zhenxiong, I'm afraid he would also have the strength to impact the realm of Dawn.

The mountain-like seal was slashed open by him with a sword, and Qi Qi split into two halves, and collapsed on its own in the void.

However, Zhao Cheng suddenly frowned, and the spiritual power fluctuations around his body suddenly became extremely unstable.

The realm suddenly fell to more than one realm.

Seeing this scene, Huo Qingyun burst out laughing

"It turns out that your realm has fluctuated so much, you haven't touched the way of the sword for sixty years, and now you have suddenly broken through to the peak of the Spirit Wheel, and the realm naturally hasn't had time to stabilize, just with your current state, how can you beat me?"

After that, he took out a big bow with horns from the storage bag, which was very quaint, with wormholes on it, and the material could not be seen, and it even looked very bad.

But the moment he took it out, a slight crack appeared in the surrounding space.

Huo Qingyun's spiritual power made arrows, and he shot arrows with a bow, and the strings were like a full moon.

The black light flashed out, with the sound of breaking the air.

Although the realm has declined, Zhao Cheng is still not afraid, and he slashes with his sword.

But who knew that the arrow feathers shot by this black light bow actually had corrosive power.

A flash of black light instantly turned the sword in his hand into thick water.

Zhao Cheng shook his hand hurriedly. Throw the sword in his hand that is about to turn to the hilt.

But there was still a trace of black light and poisonous snakes that burrowed into Zhao Cheng's body.

Zhao Cheng's fingers hurriedly tapped several major acupuncture points on his body.

However, it was not able to completely resist the spread of the toxin, and he opened his mouth to spit out a puddle of black blood.

Zhao Cheng retreated sharply, his steps were light, he stood on the crown of a willow tree, one foot on the branch, his body remained still, without the slightest trembling.

Hanging his hand and picking off a handful of willow leaves, throwing them in the wind, dozens of leaves kicked straight in the air, and the tender leaves were now not inferior to the blades of the divine soldiers, and they fought back at Huo Qingyun with a thick sword aura.

Huo Qingyun carried the bow and arrow behind his back, and the floating dust in his hand waved in a semicircle, and dozens of willow leaves with sword qi were like mud cows entering the sea, and they were swept into the floating dust, and with a shake of his hand, the willow leaves fell weakly.

A cold light appeared in the void.

After the willow leaves, Zhao Cheng rushed out like a poisonous dragon.

The blade is just a feint, and the latter is a killer move. After throwing the blade, Zhao Cheng picked off the long sword of the Jin family. The man lost his weapon inexplicably and was slashed to death by the people of the Chu family.

And Zhao Cheng took this sword to meet Huo Qingyun

One after the other, there are no gaps at all.

This sword Zhao Cheng's spirit and spirit have reached the peak state.

Huo Qingyun was shocked, seeing that the other party's attack was coming like a storm, he couldn't react, and gritted his teeth.

A large golden bell flew out of the storage ring, instantly taking him in.

Steward Zhao's sword met this golden bell.

The blade of the sword instantly bent into an incredible state.

If it weren't for the fact that this sword had his spiritual power bonus, I'm afraid it would have to be broken.

is worthy of being a master of traveling overseas, and the magic weapons in his hands are really endless, which is eye-opening.

Zhao Cheng's eyes were firm, and he finally stabbed out the sword that was at the peak, and he endured the erosion of the black light in his body, and he didn't retreat.

Huo Qingyun let out a breath, fortunately he reacted in time, otherwise this sword would be enough for him.

But in the next second, the originally calm heart suddenly rose to the throat.

There was a small crack on the golden bell, this is a spiritual weapon, and it was stabbed out by the other party.

The sword in Zhao Cheng's hand slowly straightened, and there were more and more cracks on the Dingda Bell.

With a bang, Zhao Cheng really destroyed this treasure with one sword.

Huo Qingyun was swept into the distance by a huge wave of spiritual power.

The shattering of the Golden Bell is no less than an explosion.

Huo Qingyun fell into a mountain like a broken kite, dusty.

After a few moments, he slowly struggled to his feet through the rubble.

is embarrassed, where is there still the light wind at the beginning, as if the master of the world has become a down-and-out pheasant.

He looked at Steward Zhao with a hideous expression.

The crowd below was shocked, and the Chu family shouted with joy.

Zhao Cheng's body shook slightly, and his palm covered his lips, as if he coughed lightly inadvertently.

In the next second, the black blood in his hand evaporated with spiritual power.

The two armies fought, morale was victorious, and showing their own injuries was not good for the battle situation.

And Huo Qingyun, who got up, obviously saw through all this.

At that moment, he rushed to the sky again, taking advantage of Zhao Cheng's internal injuries and the realm to decline again, to launch an attack.

Huo Qingyun is worthy of being a master at the peak of the Spirit Wheel, he just fell to the mountain, and even the mountain stone smashed a big pit. But it can't kill him.

The black light in his hand flashed continuously, and the rain of arrows rolled towards Zhao Cheng overwhelmingly.

Zhao Cheng's realm declined, and the sword in his hand turned into ten, ten, hundred, and thousand, and he was facing the rain of arrows.

But now, with only the strength of the Spirit Wheel Seven Grades, how could he withstand Huo Qingyun's blow.

Most of the arrows were blocked by him, but a few black arrows still hit his body.

The black spiritual power invaded further in his body.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng only felt dizzy, his body was shaking in the air, and he was about to slowly lose the control of his body.

And just a second before he was about to lose consciousness.

A jasper-like leaf fell into his hand by chance.

Immediately after that, a voice instantly made him wake up for the most part.

"Uncle Zhao, take this leaf to detoxify"