Seeing that he was about to be hit by Zhao Long's sword technique, Fu Bo immediately used the sword yuan in his body.

In an instant, a white shield of light suddenly rose from the surface of his body.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, four dragons with teeth and claws bit Fu Bo violently, making a series of violent sounds.

The powerful shock wave blew on the surrounding bystanders, and the people were turned on their backs.

It's just that the white mask on the surface of Fauber's body is not broken at all, on the contrary, it is still intact.

Zhao Long was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect that his strongest blow didn't even break the opponent's shield.

is worthy of being a master of the Sword King Five Heavens, he is powerful, but he will not admit defeat.

Since one blow won't work, then I'll do two blows, two blows won't work, and three blows won't work, until the sword element power is completely exhausted.

Thinking of this, Zhao Long no longer hesitated, and raised the Tianyun Sword again, and the sword broke through the nine heavens.

Hearing Zhao Long's roar, Fu Bo's face changed, he was not as relaxed as Zhao Long imagined.

Just now, he had personally experienced the power of Zhao Long's blow, and if it weren't for the special sword technique he had shown, he would have been completely hit.

If it really hits, then everything is not easy to say.

In Fu Bo's opinion, Zhao Long's sword skill just now was obviously at the emperor level.

And it's even more powerful than his thorny bushes, it should be the middle level of the emperor rank, and it may even be the high level of the emperor rank.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to perform a sword skill of this level continuously. But Zhao Long broke his mind.

Roar, again, the tooth-and-claw dragon rushed towards Fauber.

Unlike before, this time Zhao Long did not cast a clone phantom.

Because this is not only a waste of sword power, but there is no need to use it.

Boom, the dragon slammed into the light mask on the surface of Fauber's body again, making a violent sound.

Although this time it is not as big as the previous movement, but the power is also considerable.

At least Fu Bo's current vitality shield is faintly unable to support it.

Just as Fu Bo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to fight back, he suddenly saw Zhao Long opposite, and he actually made the same action as just now.

Could it be that he can still do it?

Fauber was horrified.

As Fu Bo expected, Zhao Long once again used his sword to break through the nine heavens and did not even need a second of preparation time, he really achieved his heart at will.

Boom, the dragon slammed into Forber's shield for the third time, and this time, the shield made another crisp click.

Although the sound was not particularly loud, everyone present could hear it very clearly.

Needless to say, as soon as he heard this voice, he felt it for a second.

He wanted to immediately apply a shield to protect himself, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhao Long's fourth attack had arrived.

Boom, this time the dragon crashed into Fauber's body, completely destroying the shield on his body that had not yet been completely broken.

Fu Bo was horrified in his heart, he never dreamed that such a high-level sword skill could be displayed so continuously and quickly.

Who is the kid on the other side, how can he not even have time to prepare, and there is still so much sword yuan power to consume.

Fauber didn't understand, but he didn't have time to think too much about it, because the fifth attack was here again.

This time, there was no obstacle on Fu Bo's body, and the divine dragon hit Fu Bo without reservation.

In an instant, Fauber let out a terrible wail, and his body was violently knocked out, and he fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth

Shock, absolute shock.

The whole scene was completely shocked by Zhao Long's scene.

None of the knife's brains are still active at the moment.

The swordsmen just now all thought that it would be difficult for Zhao Long to escape this time.

But I didn't expect it to be reversed in such a short period of time.

Especially the situation of constantly using sword skills just now, it made everyone even more confused, is there such a way of fighting?

Not to mention these ordinary swordsmen, even Xue Qikun and the others were shocked by Zhao Long's hand.

Before starting the battle, they generally believed that Zhao Long's chances of victory were less than thirty percent.

However, as Fu Bo made three mistakes in a row, they all thought that Zhao Long's chances of winning had greatly improved.

But it's another thing to think that you think and see it with your own eyes.

It was the first time they had seen a Sword Monarch Dual Heaven swordsman, who was able to cross the rank to defeat the Sword King Fifth Heaven master, this was simply incredible?

Zhu Tianhao opened his mouth even more in horror, and kept muttering in his mouth: Perverted, it's really perverted.

Perverted, everyone has already marked Zhao Long with this word in their hearts.

I'm afraid that in the entire Sword Continent, Zhao Long is the only one who can defeat the Sword King Wuchongtian with the cultivation of the Sword King Double Heaven.

The last thing I want to see Zhao Long fail is probably Xiaoxue.

Although she had listened to the words of Xue Qikun and others before, she knew that Zhao Long was very powerful, but she really didn't expect Zhao Long to win.

Seeing the hero in her mind, defeating a sword king master in public, she was happier than anyone else.

While everyone was still sluggish, Xiaoxue was the first to come back to her senses and rushed towards Zhao Long in the field excitedly.

Putting his arms around Zhao Long's neck and screaming: It's amazing, I knew you would win.

Under the stimulation of Xiaoxue's actions, everyone came back to their senses, and they all talked to each other in horror.

Quite a few people even pinched each other's faces to make sure they weren't dreaming.

At this moment, Zhao Long was out of breath, and a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead.

No one could understand the hardship and danger he had just had, and the continuous release of emperor-level advanced sword skills was not something that ordinary people could do.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the support of the Emperor's steady stream of sword power, coupled with the sword knowledge of the peak level of the Sword Emperor who was far from his own strength, even if he wanted to do such a way of fighting, I am afraid it would be impossible.

For a moment, he was completely gambling.

He was betting on whether his sword power would be consumed first, or whether he would break Fubo's shield first.

This kind of fighting method seems to be very stylish, but Zhao Long knows in his heart that this move is really too dangerous.

Once his sword power is exhausted, then he will not have any power to fight back.

Luckily, he gambled that under his fourth attack, Fauber's shield was completely shattered.

Under the fifth attack, it was already a direct hit. I don't know if it's Zhao Long's great luck or Fu Bo's great luck?

Ahem, Fu Bo, who was knocked out by Zhao Long, sat up with difficulty, his eyes looking very empty.

He never seemed to have dreamed that he would be defeated in the hands of a sword king, and he was still so incomplete.

After Jin Xiong saw that Fu Bo was knocked down, he was in a state of distraction, and when he heard Fu Bo's cough one after another, he immediately greeted him: Fu Bo, are you okay?

Ahem, I'm sorry young master, it's the old slave who is useless and has lived up to the young master's expectations.

Fauber coughed a few more times, only this time he had coughed up a lot of blood.

It's okay, you've done a good job Golden Bear's tone was rare and gentle.

He also understood that Fu Bo could not be blamed for this battle, but Zhao Long was too perverted to blame.

Fauber, let's go. The golden bear vigorously helped Fubo up, and he was about to choose to leave.

Fauber was defeated, and he had no face to stand here anymore.

Is it just that he can go if he wants to? Don't forget, losers don't have a say.

Seeing that Jin Xiong and Fu Bo were about to leave, Zhao Long hurriedly pulled down Xiaoxue's hands on his neck.

Then he walked up to Jin Xiong and Fu Bo, and shouted coldly: Slow, do you two want to leave so easily?

What do you want Jin Xiong had a gloomy face, he understood that at this moment, they had completely lost the strength to fight against Zhao Long.

Zhao Long snorted coldly: I don't care if you come to Qin State, but you want to rob my girlfriend, do you think I will stand by and watch, I want to leave and leave a hand.

Girlfriend, it's not the first time Xiaoxue has heard Zhao Long's words.

At this moment, she was completely surrounded by happiness, blushing and bowing her head, secretly thinking to herself: Could it be that Zhao Long is also interesting to her?

Xiaoxue is happy here, but Jin Xiong's face is very ugly.

He had never encountered such a humiliating thing, he was already arrogant and domineering, with his own fourth-order refiner and the name of his father and uncle, there were really few people who dared to touch him.

But Zhao Long was not afraid of them, and at this moment, his biggest Yifubo was seriously injured by Zhao Long.

The current Golden Bear can be said to have no reliance at all.

The refiners who had been suppressed by the golden bear and were silent immediately echoed Zhao Long at this moment.

They were all angry with the arrogance of the Golden Bear just now, but they were afraid of the forces behind the Golden Bear and couldn't make a move.

But now the situation is completely different, the golden bear is like a water dog, the ability to fall into the well, these knife masters are self-taught.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt in my heart, could it be that he was a dignified fourth-order refiner, the son of the president of the Qi National Refiner Guild, and really wanted to leave a hand today?

If he loses this hand, his refining career will be over.

What to do?

Jin Xiong glanced at the angry onlookers, not to mention under Zhao Long's coercion.

Even without Zhao Long, he would probably have been difficult to get out of here.

Hurry up and decide, whether to hand over or not to hand over Zhao Long seemed to have lost his patience, and asked loudly again.

It's not that he doesn't have to ask for Jin Xiong's hand, but he really can't get used to Jin Xiong's previous appearance of relying on his own strength to bully people.

If he bullied others, it would be forgotten, and he actually bullied the students of his old friends of his teachers and nephews. How could he, as an elder, not care.

Speaking of arrogance, he admits that he is also arrogant sometimes.

However, his arrogance has always been very gentle to his enemies, and he has always been very gentle with his own people.

Whether to hand over or not, with Zhao Long's words, the swordsmen on the scene shouted neatly.

The bursts of echoes frightened the golden bear is little face pale.

Suddenly, a fishy yellow liquid flowed from the middle of the golden bear's crotch.

I don't know who shouted first: he peed.