Chapter 227: Oath Breaking and Sword Out

Looking at Zhao Lie's posture of holding the sword, Lin Langtian shrugged helplessly, and said, "Do you want to make a sword?" ”。

"But I've changed that mind, and if I want to make an opponent feel desperate, I have to make him feel that you're tough, and that you're desperate out of fear. ”。

"I'm going to make you despair with my sword, so that he can only look at my back. Zhao Lie's sharp spirit was compelling, and his sonorous voice was as loud as thunder, and his sword pointed at Mu Hao, and the tip of the cold sword was full of dazzling cold light.

Seeing Zhao Lie draw his sword, the disciples of the Red Void Palace, who were ten meters away from the courtyard, couldn't help but become short of breath. They clearly remembered that when Zhao Lie stepped into the half-step transformation of the gods, he had said that if he didn't go to the palace examination, he would not be able to swear a sword. Everyone knows that Zhao Lie is gathering momentum, and when he waits for the palace examination, he draws his sword, his edge is exposed, and the sword is pointed at the top ten of the Chixu Palace Palace Examination, and now, he actually broke this oath by himself.

The Chixu Palace Palace Examination is an assessment for the disciples of the outer sect of the Chixu Palace, and the top few have rich rewards. Although you can become an inner disciple when you enter the Yuan Infant Period, there is no mandatory requirement, so many disciples who have entered the Yuan Infant Stage are not in a hurry to become Inner Disciples, but hope to achieve excellent results in the Chixu Palace Palace Examination.

Ning ** head does not do phoenix tail, generally only after entering the god transformation period, the outer disciple will apply to become the inner disciple. This also became an unspoken rule that the disciples of the Red Void Palace defaulted to, but they didn't expect it, so they also lost a big opportunity.

For a while, these people's eyes did not move, waiting for the next dragon fight. It's just that how long can Mu Hao support in the hands of Zhao Lie, who raised his long sword?

Just when countless eyes gathered in the courtyard, under the shade of a tree dozens of zhang away, Pang De stood with his hands in his hands, and the disciples of the Chixu Palace who followed him stood behind him, "Zhao Lie, this guy actually wants to use a sword, this guy's strength is also among the top few among the admirers of Senior Sister Xishang, it seems that this Mu Hao is more than auspicious today." ”。

"Tsk, Senior Brother Pound, it seems that we came at the right time and didn't miss this good show. ”。

Hearing this, Pound just smiled faintly, the corner of his eyes swept lightly, and the figure lying on the ground in the courtyard showed a little surprise in his eyes, and he had some ability. It's just that Xiao Cangtian died in the Immortal Tomb Peaks, what strength do you have to get out of the Immortal Tomb Peaks.

Pang De's eyes stared at the young man who was standing in the sunlight, even in the face of Zhao Lie, who was holding a sword, and his face did not change, and his eyes showed a little expectation. At this moment, Pound seemed to notice something, turned around and looked, on the quiet path covered with withered yellow leaves, a charming and moving figure came by. The sun shines on the somewhat lazy but delicate face, outlining it even more moving.

Seeing this figure coming, the people around Pound became a little short of breath.

"I thought you would be indifferent to this matter, but I didn't expect to come in person!" Staring at this shadow, a flash of fire flashed in the depths of Pound's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he walked towards the courtyard, "These two people have stepped into half-step gods, who do you think will win?"

Taking lotus steps, Ji Sheng glanced at Pang De, and then walked slowly, standing side by side, Mei Bo flowed, Mei Mei looked at the figure standing in the courtyard a little lazily, and first paused on Zhao Lie for a few breaths, "Compared with a few months ago, Zhao Lie's breath is even stronger, and it is completely consolidated in the realm of half-step godification." ”。

After a pause, the beautiful eyes of the concubine turned to Mu Hao, the long body was like a straight spear, even in the face of the imposing Pang De, he never retreated. Mu Hao's evil face was as calm as ever, as if he had looked down on Yun Yunshu's indifference.

She tried to see a little ripple on Mu Hao's face, but she was disappointed, the young man was a little too calm, "The strength that Mu Hao showed obviously shows that he has stepped into a half-step god. However, a few months ago, he was only at the third level of Jindan, and Zhao Lie had stepped into the half-step Transformation God, if it was a strong cultivation, Mu Hao should have fallen into a slight disadvantage. ”。

Ji Shang's comment was to the point, and Pang De smiled slightly when he heard this, "But he walked out of the peak of the Immortal Tomb, if he was easily defeated in the hands of Zhao Lie, it was a little unreasonable, and it was really a battle that people looked forward to." ”。

Ji Sheng glanced at Pang De, and her fine eyelashes moved slightly: "Listening to your tone, it seems that I hope Mu Hao can win more than me." ”。

"He's also a man who interests you, and if he doesn't perform too badly, it doesn't prove that your vision is very bad!" Pound smiled when he heard this.

"Hasn't my vision always been very bad? The smiling sky that I favored all died in the peaks of the immortal tombs. The corners of the mouth of the concubine are hooked with a gorgeous arc, and the pretty face painted with slight rouge is glowing with a faint glazed brilliance in the faint light of heaven and earth.

"So, even if he fails, it's a normal thing. But seriously, I want him to win and prove my vision. It's just that what is he going to do to win Zhao Lie. Zhao Lie was born in the royal family of Zhao State, and he had a lot of powerful magic skills in his hands. ”。

In the cool autumn breeze, swaying with the charming and moving fragmented voice of the dress, the disciples of the Red Void Palace standing behind them nodded in agreement.

At this time, the morning sun is gorgeous, and the clouds on the horizon are dyed red. Mu Hao looked at Zhao Lie who came over with a calm face, a little silent and terrifying, and raised his eyes to look around, with a pair of playful eyes. Mu Hao didn't know whether he was standing here, accompanying this group of so-called proud sons of the sky, playing together, whether he was full of food or idle eggs.

"And you can't kill people, let these fools be so boring to be a monkey. Thinking of this, Mu Hao raised his head, the bright smile on his face gradually spread, and the solemn coldness slowly climbed into the corner of his eyes. Mu Hao didn't find out, he became more and more eager to kill, even if he killed all the people who should be killed.

"Draw your sword, at least give you a chance to draw your sword, which is considered to be your respect. Zhao Lie's sword was raised slightly, holding the long sword like a sharp sword, not a word of words no longer concealed the pride in his heart, and the words were full of thorns, piercing into the dappled sunlight.

Mu Hao glanced at Zhao Lie a little seriously, he didn't know where the other party's arrogance came from, the half-step cultivation of the gods, or the bullshit pride he was born with? But one thing Mu Hao was very sure of was that he was prouder than anyone else, just like those who died at his hands.

Taking a step forward slightly, Mu Hao smashed the dappled sunlight, and said in a calm tone: "Take out the sword, at least give you the opportunity to make the sword, which can be regarded as your respect." There was no deliberate-for-tat, only a light sentence, but it was like an extremely sharp knife, tearing open the sunlight heartily and scraping it on Zhao Lie's face.

Zhao Lie held the hilt of the sword slightly with one hand, but the lowered sword eyebrows were raised, just like the sword in his hand, only to see Zhao Lie raise his sword instantly, "Boy, I have given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it." ”。

"Opportunities are always earned by oneself, not by the mercy of others. Mu Hao said lightly, as if he remembered something, and said a little seriously: "Although I have already asked once, I still want to ask again, is there no rule in the palace gate, killing people in a certain situation without being punished by the palace rules." ”。

Mu Hao's voice echoed in the cool autumn wind, everyone clasped their hands, held their breath, but looked at Mu Hao with a slight sarcasm in their eyes, this guy asked this question one after another, is he afraid that Senior Brother Zhao Lie will kill him regardless of the palace rules?

"I've never seen anyone so cautious as he is!"

"I've never seen anyone so arrogant as he is!"

Under the shadow of the swaying trees, the beauty of the clothes is circulating, and a touch of laziness appears on the charming face, which looks even more moving. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhao Lie walked forward again, every time he took a step, his thick and terrifying aura surged out like a tide, crushing the dead leaves everywhere, and his straight figure carried a bit of solemnity: "I am measured, at least I will not ruin my good future because of you!"

"Bang!" In the next moment, Zhao Lie's figure turned into a series of afterimages and swept out, and there was a faint muffled thunder, coming from under his feet. From a distance, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and an electric snake appeared swimming by.

"Thunder Step!" Lin Langtian muttered softly, raising his steps and stepping back, it seemed that Zhao Lie was completely serious.

"Still, I've decided to kick your thing the same thing. The cold voice was piercing with coldness, and in a hurry, the long sword in Zhao Lie's hand turned into a bit of dazzling sword light and headed towards Mu Hao, the speed was as fast as a swimming thunderbolt.

"Hum!" I saw the thin sword in Zhao Lie's hand tremble, the sound of the sword echoed, mixed with a subtle thunder, and the sharp breath was like a monstrous sea in the sea, tightly locking Mu Hao, and the sword skills of the Zhao royal family on this corner, the sword of thunder, was like thunder.

"Arrogance!" In Zhao Lie's gaze, Mu Hao was like a mountain rock standing in the wind, standing still, looking at himself calmly at the galloping body, but the corners of his mouth were pouting with a bright and cold smile, as if his thunderous sword was like a tender catkins in his eyes, without any lethality.

"Look for death!" Lin Langtian sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, but he could see Mu Hao's figure standing still from a distance, and Zhao Lie's sword was less than a zhang away from him.

"He's so calm, he's a little calm!" Pound frowned, staring straight at the sword-lit courtyard. Countless playful eyes gathered on Mu Hao's body, and they wanted to see how long this guy could calm down.

"Three meters, two meters, one meter!" Mu Hao silently calculated the distance between each other in his heart, and at this moment, his right hand held his own long sword, and it was instantly unsheathed, and the cold and suffocating killing aura was like a tide. Mu Hao, who was holding the long sword, instantly became more aggressive. At the same time, a strong aura also surged out of his body, like a long-sleeping giant beast, slowly waking up.

"Bang!" Mu Hao took a step, and the long sword in his hand swept a complete trajectory, from bottom to top, as if to the highest point, with a strong wind, whimpering and falling, this sword is the third type of killing sword.

Looking at Mu Hao's rapidly rising sword, Zhao Lie had a strange feeling, killing the sword? He didn't expect Mu Hao to choose such a way to resist his own sword, but he overestimated himself too much, but when Mu Hao's sword fell, a momentum of splitting mountains and breaking mountains was permeated. In a trance, Zhao Lie felt that even a majestic mountain would be broken under this sword, and he was like this mountain, this inexplicable and strange feeling made Zhao Lie feel a strong sense of depression in his heart.