"Carving insect thin skills, it's still difficult to be elegant"

I don't know when, Zhao Nanchao was already standing behind the smiling Buddha.

Hearing this, the Smiling Buddha and the Flying Knifeman both shook their bodies and stopped laughing.

Zhao Nanchao did not make any unnecessary moves, and walked straight towards the platform.

"Back then, you were too strong and the three of you were invincible to me, and now you dare to come here alone, are you really me Zhao Nanchao has a good temper" Still a light smile, the momentum around him was agitated, but he betrayed this good cultivation.

In a trance, Tai Ziru couldn't help but recall the rumors of Zhao Nanchao.

Zhao Nanchao, Zhao Canghai's third son, the young martial arts talent is unmatched, the young man went down the mountain, one person and one sword, ten steps to kill one person, thousands of miles without staying. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. It is a true portrayal of the first battle of his youth, the realm of the six-grade little master, the barbarian sixteen clans, the Zhao sword inside the Iron Gate, and the corpses outside the Iron Gate. How arrogant and untamed the young Zhao Nanchao was.

When he was young, he traveled the river in a lonely boat with three products and three Qingjing, passing through the thousand-foot waterfall in Longxi. is still alone, that is, it makes the Longxi Qingjian faction unpeaceful. "I drink from Songshan, and the lonely sword is my name" Ten years later, visit the Qingjian faction at night, and use the sword to meet the martial arts, only to know that the Longxi Sword Immortal folds the sword, and then there is no Sword Immortal out of Longxi.

Zhao Nanchao's life is full of chivalrous smell, just like its sword "three feet", if it is said to be arrogant, it is also no fault, that is, the sideburns are slightly white, and it is also in the sea of Liangzhou, one sword splits the river, two swords lead the tide, three swords cut the evil Jiao, and the swordsman of the rivers and lakes in the world proudly said: "If I abandon the sword in the sea, who dares to hang the three-foot sword?"

Since the four outstanding mountains of Songshan, Zhao Nanchao has rarely made a shot, and every time he shoots, he has only reached the point, and he has never had the blood of that young man, and he is respected as the heavenly master, but he has no past pride, and the world has slowly adapted to the harmony of Zhao Tianshi.

However, some people, who have come into contact with Zhao Nanchao, may have deliberately forgotten that Zhao Nanchao, who slashed the river with a sword and a lonely boat, and Zhao Nanchao, who dared to say to the world, "Who dares to hang a three-foot sword?"

Tai Ziru couldn't help but shudder, yes, Zhao Nanchao is not a heavenly master, he has not changed, he is still the lone swordsman who knows me with a common mind.

Without waiting for Tai to reply, Zhao Nanchao hit it with one hand, and his thin palm collided with the sword body, but it bent the sword body, and then he hit it with another palm.

"I dare to guard the iron gate alone".

"I dare to break a thousand feet with a sword," followed with two palms.

"I dare to slash and groan with three palms."

"I dare to kill Jiaolong with three swords" A slap was swung in the face.

One palm is a sentence, Tai Ziru retreated again and again, and the last palm seemed to break up all Tai Ziru's self-esteem.

"How dare you stand in my way?"

After saying that, Tai Ziru took three steps back, and a mouthful of rapid blood was not suppressed, and it squirted out. The body is slightly rickety. I was a little trembling, I don't know if it was a few palms that caused internal injuries, or if that slap shattered my self-confidence.

Behind them, a fat and a small two people were full of shock, but they didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear that a little breath leakage would be noticed by Zhao Nanchao, it was such a beating, and the Tai Ziru of the first-grade realm couldn't resist it, and the two of them were afraid that the second-grade Chaoyuan realm was not enough to see.

"Zhao Laogou, I'll kill you" Tai Ziru seemed to lose his mind, swinging the sword and slashing, there was no way to make a move, like a child holding a sword dance, there was no posture, Zhao Nanchao made a sword with two fingers, lightly tapped the sword body, and every time he was calmly blocked.

"It's not good, this old man doesn't seem to be comfortable, fatty, let's withdraw"

Behind him, the flying knifeman whispered to the smiling Buddha, and the big man with a smiling face nodded slightly, and Qi Qi immediately smashed a strange hidden weapon on the ground, and puffs of black smoke quickly drifted away, and Zhao Nanchao did not stop it.

The smoke cleared, and the two of them were long gone, only Tai Zi frantically swung his sword.

"Why, why do I cultivate day and night, it's just not as good as you, why!" Tai Ziru's robe was a little messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't have the posture of the fairy wind dao bones for a long time.

"If the sky gives birth to you Zhao Nanchao, how can I use it with my platform?"

Zhao Nanchao smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I won't kill you, tell me who sent you."

"Haha, you want to know? You want to know? Okay, okay, you kneel, admit that you are not as good as me, and I will tell you" The sword is crazy, and the white headband that binds the hair is also falling off, and the white hair is messy.

At that moment, the snow in the sky seemed to slow down a lot, and the wheezing sound was much clearer.

Zhao Nanchao was not angry, he reappeared in a leisurely step, and in an instant he was already in front of Tai Ziru, grabbed his head with one hand, and smashed it towards the wall next to him, but he did not let go, and took Tai Ziru to draw a few battles, a wall fell, and Zhao Nanchao let go and looked at Tai Ziru.

Tai Ziru was covered in dust, and his face was covered with white ash, but he was a little less crazy.

"Cough" A mouthful of pus and blood spit out, mixed with wall ash, Tai Ziru wiped the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly distracted.

"You lost in the heart of the sword," Zhao Nanchao said.

Tai Ziru's body was shocked, but he did not speak, and looked at Zhao Nanchao suspiciously.

"You and I are the same product, the age is about the same, why is the gap so big, if you lose, you will lose in Kenshin, and your product is just a pseudo-realm"

"Actually, I've already told you the answer, but you don't want to believe it"

Tai Ziru seemed to wake up in an instant, and his arm trembled slightly.

"Pseudo-realm", "Kenshin", "Dare"

Yes, in fact, it is a "dare" word.

He dared to guard the iron gate alone, he dared to break a thousand feet with a sword, he dared to kill the dragon with three swords, as early as the beginning of the fight, it was already a gap, no matter the martial arts and swordsmanship, if there is no heart to win, there is no dare to die and then live, even if it is a product, it is just a pseudo-realm.

"It's me who lost"

I got up and patted the dust, and I didn't look like I was crazy just now.

The gap between before and after is staggering, is it so abnormal that every product in the world is so abnormal?

Tai Ziru wiped the wall ash on his face, thought about it, stared at Zhao Nanchao and said.

"I can only say that I was entrusted by someone, even if you kill me, I have no words to tell you, the smiling Buddha and the flying knife are the two of them, it is the reward of Tianji Pavilion, but I don't know about that woman, as for why we will go out together, it can be said that it is a coincidence, or it can be said that it is a chess game that has been laid out for a long time."

Zhao Nanchao's eyes flashed, "Who can include the people of the first product in the chess game, this is a game of heaven and earth."

"Not only that, this chess move is better than half the world"

"I told you today, I don't have any baggage, I'm a pawn, and you're still in the chess, this move is my victory"

"Huh, how can you be sure that you are the outcast, not the dark chess?"

When the words fell, Tai Ziru was stunned, "You want to kill me?"

"No, the words of the chess player are brought to it, since the game, do I care about the difference between this son?" Zhao Nanchao tidied up his clothes and patted the shoulders down.

"The difference between one son" Tai Ziru bowed his head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm not as good as you after all"

"Three feet into the sea, no one is hanging from the waist"

After that, Zhao Nanchao no longer paid attention to the stunned Tai Ziru on the side, and waved his hand to the wall next to him, come with me, you can't kill me after watching it for a long time, come with me, maybe there is still a chance, not long after, a black shadow followed Zhao Nanchao out of the alley.

"Three feet into the sea, no one is hanging from the waist"

"Haha, I understand, I understand, a good Zhao Nanchao, a good lone swordsman, with his own three-foot sword, for the world's swordsmen to establish a sword heart, big, big"

Perhaps it is because Zhao Nanchao was born too dazzling, and this swordsman has a trace of demons, and he is inferior to Zhao Nanchao in his life, and he has no hope of a three-foot sword in his life, and what Zhao Nanchao did was to tell the people of this world that I am Zhao The Southern Dynasty can still climb the peak without those three feet, everyone in the world can hang a three-foot sword from their waists, and everyone can break the river by a lonely boat.

"Although the Tao is different, Zhao Nanchao, I would like to thank the swordsmen of the world"

In the winter of Anbao, in the hinterland of Jingzhou, there is no nameless alley, a white-haired old road, kneeling on the ground, the snow is over the knees, and it has not been up for a long time......