Zhangtai Palace,

"King Qiyu, the two yin and yang families in the minister's mansion both say that Gongzi Zheng is a peerless Tianjiao and a demon of the world, and even said that if Gongzi Zheng enters the rivers and lakes, he will become a supreme famous family in Jiazi."

Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing as he spoke: "King, just now the minister looked at those two people in the carriage, and there are signs of robbing people, which shows that these two people's evaluation of Gongzizheng is by no means groundless. ”

Oh?

Yingzi Chu smiled a little proudly: "My son Zhao Zheng is really extraordinary." ”

"Lu Xiang, you go down first."

"No."

After Lu Buwei left, the corners of Yingzi Chu's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Qingyun." ”

"The minion is here, what does the king command?"

"Go and ask the group of worshippers, who can invite Guiguzi here, and this king will reward him."

"No."

After Zhao Qingyun got the order, he left without the slightest hesitation, and the entire Zhangtai Palace became deserted again.

Soon after,

Zhao Qingyun had already returned, came to Yingzi Chu's side and whispered, "The king, the ram crane and Nangong Qingtian have gone. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Ying Zichu's face, and he nodded and said, "Why is the ram crane so active this time?" ”

"King, Ram Crane said that fifteen years ago, he lost half a move under Guiguzi, and this time his strength has improved, so he wants to find face."

Ying Zichu smiled and shook his head: "The ram crane who touched the threshold of the mythical realm actually went to find a legendary late-stage person to ask for face, and I'm afraid no one will believe it when he says it." ”

"This can also show the horror of Guiguzi from the side, if he teaches Gongzizheng, the future can be expected, and the king can rest assured."

Hearing Zhao Qingyun's words, the smile on Ying Zichu's face resurfaced, and he faintly showed a look of relief.

……

Night

Zhao Zheng, who had been recuperating for a while, looked at Ji Kong, who was practicing swords in the backyard, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

Because of his observation these days, he found that Ji Kong only played this set of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship seemed to be the same, and even the angle and strength of his moves were almost the same.

But Zhao Zheng faintly felt that every time Ji Kong played this set of swordsmanship, there were some extremely faint differences, which were extremely weird.

And this set of swordsmanship is neither the eighteenth style of Wentian, nor any swordsmanship he knows, it seems to have no power, but it gives people a feeling of extreme danger.

A moment later,

Zhao Zheng came to Ji Kong's courtyard alone, and Ji Kong was not surprised by his arrival, and was still concentrating on practicing his sword.

After he finished playing this set of swordsmanship, he came to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng looked at Ji Kong, who was soaked in a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and asked lightly, "What is the mystery of your swordsmanship?" ”

“……”

"Inconvenient to say?"

Ji Kong shook his head, but picked up the bamboo piece and wrote a line of Wei characters, fortunately, Zhao Zheng has a little understanding of Wei characters, so he can naturally understand it.

"This set of swordsmanship has a total of 36 styles, when practicing the sword, it must be done in one go, every time the sword is out of the sword, the sword body vibrates nine times for the entry, vibrates eighteen times for the small success, and vibrates thirty-six times for the big success, which needs to be gradual and gradual, otherwise it is very easy to be eaten by the swordsmanship."

Isn't that how resonance works?

Zhao Zheng was stunned when he saw this, there is no concept of 'resonance' in this world, but the world he has dreamed of for thousands of years.

Resonating nine times, isn't it equivalent to a sword falling, or the power of ten swords superimposed?

He also finally understood why the Akatsuki Sword was thin but resilient, a bit like the 'soft sword' on TV in the era when he dreamed of a thousand years.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Zhao Zheng looked at Ji Kong in surprise: "How far have you cultivated now?" ”

Ji Kong pursed his lips and pointed to the door, making a hoarse voice: "It's still ...... The last six forms. ”

"What about your master?"

Ji Kong pointed at Xiao Cheng and signaled that every time his master took out the sword, the sword body could resonate eighteen times.

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but be shocked after hearing this, no wonder those offerings of Wei Ran before had suffered such heavy losses.

But now that I think about it, Yin Yi should be the peak of a century-old legend, and he has not touched the threshold of mythology, because this set of swordsmanship is too powerful.

Thinking of this,

Zhao Zheng's young man couldn't help but be troubled, he motioned to Ji Kong to take the Red Moon Sword: "Try it." ”

Swish!

Ji Kong covered the Akatsuki Sword, shook his head and said anxiously: "Will ...... Wounded. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Seeing Zhao Zheng insisting on this, Ji Kong had no choice but to show Zhao Zheng the mental method, and then handed over the Red Moon Sword to him.

afterwards

Zhao Zheng took a deep breath, held his breath according to the requirements of the mental method, and slowly waved the Red Moon Sword in his hand.

Buzz, buzz......

The Red Moon Sword vibrated slightly, but the rhythm was very chaotic, and just these two strokes almost made Zhao Zheng's breath collapse.

After that, he used the second form, and the sword vibrated even more scattered, and that breath was a sharp pain in Zhao Zheng's heart.

When he forcibly used the third form, the vibration frequency of the sword body was completely out of control, he could no longer suppress that breath, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, a force suddenly appeared on the Red Moon Sword, Zhao Zheng only felt that his palm was numb, and the Red Moon Sword fell to the ground with a bang.

Because of inertia, the tip of the sword hit the ground when the sword body bounced, and the residual power on the Red Moon Sword actually collapsed directly into a bowl-sized pit on the ground.

"Childe."

Zhao Ji didn't care about the Chiyue Sword, so he hurriedly walked up, pinched Zhao Zheng's right wrist, and then vomited-

biu~

A somewhat blackened blood stasis suddenly erupted from Zhao Zheng's tiger's mouth, and it was only then that Zhao Zheng found that his tiger's mouth had been broken out with a two-centimeter wound.

After the black blood was forced out,

The numbness in Zhao Zheng's hands disappeared instantly, and was replaced by the sharp pain of flesh being torn, but he didn't let out a muffled snort.

At this moment,

An angry roar suddenly sounded outside—

"Where did the bold fanatic come from, he dared to come to Gongzi's Mansion to make trouble."

The moment the voice fell, Zhao Zong's figure directly crossed the wall and appeared in the courtyard, and the moment he landed, his right hand had already held the hilt of the sword.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned suddenly, and then asked embarrassedly: "Gongzizheng, is this ...... What's going on? ”

Zhao Zheng slowly moved his right hand that was so painful that he was unconscious, and said expressionlessly: "There is something wrong with my son's practice, and it is all scattered." ”

"No!"

Zhao Zong replied loudly, but withdrew from the courtyard with suspicion, and confronted the two lieutenants who came from Kankan.

Zhao Zheng glanced at Ji Kong, who was full of guilt, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "It seems that your swordsmanship has very high requirements for physical strength. ”

Ji Kong nodded guiltily,

In fact, his heart was very nervous, who would have thought that Zhao Zheng would directly shake up as soon as he cultivated?

Among the more than a dozen patriarchs in the past dynasties, none of them dared to play like this.

Seeing Ji Kong's appearance, Zhao Zheng smiled indifferently: "You continue to practice the sword, this son will go back first." ”

Saying,

Zhao Zheng left as usual, and he couldn't tell that he was injured.

But when he returned to the bedroom, his right hand was already swollen into a bear's paw, so frightened that Xiao Luzi cried and ran into Xianyang Palace to ask the doctor in the palace.

……

Soon after,

Cheng Cheng, the son who learned that Zhao Zheng was injured, instantly came to his senses-

He looked in the direction of Gongzi's Mansion, his eyes exuding a cold glow like a poisonous snake, and he sneered and said to himself, "Actually injured? God help me. ”

"Zhao Zheng, it's time to teach you an unforgettable and profound lesson!"