On the north side of the Tyumen River, there is a well-known large family in Fufeng Town, and the reason why it is so famous is that in recent decades, half of the champions from Fufeng Town have been produced.

This family is the Zhao family where Zhao Que is located.

In the basement of the Zhao family, a tall man in a Taoist robe leaned on a stone chair with his legs crossed, his eyes staring coldly at the ancient sword inserted in the ground.

This sword is the last dragon sword that is called the old sword strip by some people.

The body and hilt of the sword are gray-black, with gray-white hammer marks on them, and in the dim candlelight, they look like a burning stick used to burn fire.

Zhao Que stared at the sword and said, "Xinyi, as long as you hand over the Poetry Immortal Sword and the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll to me, I promise not to touch you at all." Anyway, you don't have much time, whether you hand it over to me or to someone else, isn't it the same? With my ability, are you still afraid that you won't be able to carry forward the Poetry Immortal Sword Chapter and the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll?"

Seeing that the sword spirit in the old sword strip did not speak, Zhao Que was not in a hurry, and continued: "I know that you have been trying to find someone to send you to the Inverted Hanging Mountain all these years. If you hand over Fufeng Shuang to me, I, Zhao Que, swear with the Great Dao Heart Demon that I will send you to the Inverted Hanging Mountain. ”

"I have already set up the Spirit Devouring Array on the high platform of the Heavenly Star Tower Square. The high platform of the square is the feng shui operation node of the Fengshui Bureau of the Divine Dragon Playing Pearls formed by the Tianxing Tower and the Mohe River, and the effect of arranging the Soul Devouring Array there must not be me to say that you also know. And tonight is the Shenlong Drama Pearls Bureau, when the momentum is at its peak, the time and place are all right for me, and you will either choose to cooperate with me, or only death will dissipate. ”

In the basement, Zhao Que's voice was endless, but the sword spirit in the old sword strip had been silent, disdainful of Zhao Que's threat.

In the end, Zhao Que snorted coldly: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for being ruthless." As far as I know, you are not the sword spirit of the immortal sword, but his admirer who left it to protect the Fufeng Shuangjue, so in addition to you, there is also a way to obtain the Fufeng Shuangjue. ”

"The boy in red this morning, didn't he feel and get the approval of Fufeng Shuangjue without your help? Maybe because he is an immortal species, I can't get Fufeng Shuangjue from him, but I can let him get it first, and then kill him, so that Fufeng Shuangjue will be lost to the world. What I can't get, no one will be able to get. ”

The words "let Fufeng Shuang never be lost" are the last thing Xinyi wants to hear for thousands of years.

Wu Ling, who was the last one to say this, has been pulled into the ranks of not helping to help the wind and the wind.

Xinyi couldn't hold back, and said coldly: "A person like you who even killed his own son is not worthy of living in the world at all." Oh yes, you're not human at all. Even that simple-minded little worm will believe you. Who would have thought that a small sparrow would have the heart of a dragon-swallowing dragon. ”

The people who died in red clothes in Fufeng Town over the years all died in the hands of "Zhao Que".

Zhao Que's son, Zhao Jianyi is no exception.

After all these years of observation, Tearburn has seen the things and intentions in Zhao Que's body.

The reason why Zhao Que helped Long Li devour Wenyun was because he fell in love with Long Li's flesh and blood, especially Long Li's atavistic bloodline. So he has been helping Long Li, planning to kill Long Li and devour everything in Long Li when Long Li turns into a dragon.

It's a pity that in the end, the bamboo basket is empty.

Long Li not only burned his blood, but almost destroyed his blood, and after being killed, his body was also taken away by the mountain guards.

Zhao Que has been plotting for so long, and it can be said that he has not gotten anything.

Sword Spirit Xinyi sneered: "I've worked hard for nearly a hundred years, and in the end I didn't get anything, it's very uncomfortable!"

Hearing Xinyi's ridicule, Zhao Que became angry, slapped his big hand, the armrest of the stone chair shattered, and all the candles on the wall jumped.

Long Li was killed so quickly, which he never expected.

Zhao Que didn't expect that there would be a throne-level person in the upside-down hanging mountain, let alone that this kind of person would kill Long Li. When he got rid of Liang Fengnan, the guardian on the first floor of the Heavenly Star Tower, and rushed over, the mountain guard Qi Sanzang had already taken Long Li's body away.

This also led to the fact that all of Zhao Que's plans were meaningless.

Zhao Que did not hide the killing intent in his eyes, and said: "You have been guarding here for thousands of years, and what have you gained? Speaking of which, you are just a sword spirit that was abandoned by your master. ”

Zhao Que stood up suddenly, waved his sleeves, and held the old sword in his hand, not giving her a chance to speak.

Then Zhao Que turned around and left the basement, preparing to go to the high platform of the Tianxinglou Square, and use the Spirit Devouring Town to torture the tears.

For him, Long Li's flesh and blood are far more important than Fufeng.

Now that Long Li is dead, and the corpse is also taken away by Sanzang, if Xinyi doesn't help him get Fufeng Shuangjue, Zhao Que doesn't mind killing Wuling, and then let Fufeng Shuangjue be lost. His most important things have been destroyed anyway, and he doesn't mind destroying someone else's most important thing.

When Zhao Que walked out of the basement, it was already dark in Fufeng Town.

It had been raining for most of the day, and it had already stopped.

After the baptism of heavy rain, the air in Fufeng Town tonight is exceptionally fresh, and the sky is extra ethereal, as far as the eye can see, everything is clearer than ever.

On a street in Fufeng Town, Wu Ling carried a sword box containing thirteen years on his back and walked slowly.

Behind him, Tu Shan was also followed.

And farther behind the two, there was Ju Jingyue who secretly followed.

The reason why he took thirteen years, instead of taking the princely sword, was because Wu Ling was worried about accidents. He was afraid that Zhao Que was the same as him, and he was also wearing protective treasures such as talisman clothes.

With the sharpness of the princely sword, it was impossible to break through the protection of a treasure of this level.

In addition, in the past two years, he has only learned one sword, which is a nirvana sword, and if one sword fails, then there is no possibility of a second sword, and it will also make him fall into an extremely passive situation, after all, he has learned a sword in the past two years, and he has not practiced other swordsmanship.

Although he has seen a lot of swordsmanship and simulated swordsmanship countless times in his heart, it is not realistic to use it to face the enemy head-on as soon as he gets started.

Without repeated practice of swordsmanship day and night, there will eventually be flaws. If you want to use this to defeat a master who is stronger than yourself, it is simply impossible.

The life-and-death duel between masters is not just a battle on paper, to see who remembers more swordsmanship, and who is better than whose skills.

Everyone's skills are the result of countless repeated practice and practice. A person who wants to use the swordsmanship that he has seen several times and has never practiced to deal with other people's skills is no different from looking for death.

This is also the reason why he called Shangtu Mountain.

If the first sword is out, no matter who stands in front of Wuling, he has absolute confidence to kill the opponent, and when the second sword is out, it is the other way around, but anyone who can use a sword can kill him.

Wuling walked on the streets, feeling the people around him, and his heart was extremely calm.

He took out his sword tonight, not only to take the sword to save Xu Zhiyi, but also to verify what he had learned in the past two years.

Wu Ling walked very slowly, and the rhythm of each step and breathing unconsciously became the same as the breath flow of the stabbing sword in "Eighteen Stops Sword Breath".

As he got closer and closer to the Heavenly Star Tower, Wu Ling's heart had a little more waves. It's not the fear of encountering a strong enemy, but a pleasure that has never been seen before.

"This kid's breath and mood are a bit interesting. ”

Chen Dou, who was standing by the window of the inn, found the problem at a glance.

Wu Ling's state at the moment is the state that every master pursues before the duel. There is no emotional concern, no life and death worries, only the opponent in front of him, in terms of momentum, alone, as if with millions of masters behind him.

Coming to the square of the Tianxing Tower, Wu Ling stopped.

At this moment, he is alone.

Tu Shan, who had been following behind him, had been called to the dark by Wuling and asked him to act according to orders.

Wu Ling followed his gaze and looked around, and found that the corpse that had been sucked into a dried corpse by Long Li in the square had been taken away, and it was empty.

It is estimated that for a long time in the future, no one will dare to come here at night. For the people in the market, where people have died, there will be dirty things, and it is easy to get bad luck after staying for a long time.

The stage is empty, but there is a tall figure on the stage, standing proudly.

On the glazed gold roof of the canopy, there is also a sword.

Wu Ling put down the sword box behind his back, and then stood upright on the ground.

Zhao Que, who was tall on the stage, also discovered the arrival of Wuling. It's just that Zhao Que only frowned slightly, and he didn't care too much, let alone care.

The people on the Sword Saint List, Zhao Que didn't pay attention to them, let alone people like Wu Ling, who looked like a scholar with a thin temperament.

Wu Ling was not a threat to him.

Wu Ling squatted down and took out the sword box for thirteen years, then the tip of the sword was upright, and one hand was behind him.

Seeing this, Zhao Que hesitated for a while, and then had a little more doubt, "Could it be that there is some kind of connection between this kid and Xinyi?"

The new clothes can be temporarily attached to people with good kendo talents, and manipulate people's bodies.

Zhao Que has been on guard against this.

Zhao Jianyi was killed by Zhao Que because of this.

Zhao Jianyi was born with a sword body, and it was a very good body for Xinyi. Zhao Que hadn't found anyone's new clothes for more than 30 years before, and the second discovery was on Zhao Jianyi's body.

This is also the reason why he didn't let Zhao Jianyi practice martial arts, but Zhao Jianyi became the sixth person on the sword list in half a year.

The swordsmanship practiced by Zhao Jianyi was all taught by Xinyi.

Zhao Que now suspects that Wu Ling, like Zhao Jianyi, is the "body" of the new clothes.

Wu Ling ascended to the high platform under Zhao Que's gaze.

When he was only five steps away from Zhao Que, Wu Ling stopped and said first: "Don't be nervous, senior, the kid is here to ask the senior for a question." ”