Chapter 137: Silent Killing

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One side of the cave, silent killing.

Dancing Butterfly, Black Tiger, and Ji Yi were dumbfounded, how could Zhang Ziyu improve his martial arts cultivation so much after just three or five hours? This was one of their surprises. Besides, how could Zhang Ziyu kill like this?

Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Qinglong, and White Tiger are all apostles of the Cold Moon Palace, and they are extremely rich in both cultivation and combat experience. But in an instant, the sword shadow bloomed, and blood splattered.

The sword was unsheathed, and the blood was not dry.

For a long time, they had never seen Zhang Ziyu kill people so sharply and cleanly. Now, this sword has four corpses, and the sword is sealed, and it is jaw-dropping.

At the beginning, he also summed up with Dancing Butterfly, Black Tiger, and Ji Yi, wanting to plan everything and wait for the people of the Cold Moon Palace to enter the stone cave, and then kill them. Although things went according to plan, I originally thought that it would be a battle to the death, but in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ziyu had already killed the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace.

"Ziyu, you ...... Are you alright?" Butterfly asked with a tentative whisper.

Zhang Ziyu smiled, turned around, and looked at the three of them stunned, which surprised him a lot. Instead, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The black tiger swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then glanced at the four corpses on the ground, as if after confirming that the four people were dead, he woke up like a dream and asked, "Big brother, don't you realize it?"

"Realize what?"

"Your martial arts cultivation is ......"

Zhang Ziyu glanced sideways at the four corpses on the ground, suddenly realized, raised the sword in his hand, and smiled calmly, "It seems to have improved a little." ā€

"Big brother, it's not a little, it's incredible. Ji Yi also echoed.

Wu Die frowned and shook her head slightly, "No, what's wrong? Ziyu, tell me quickly, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Haha...... How could it be? There is a big battle, and the spirit is high!" Zhang Ziyu smiled heartily, and shrugged his shoulders when he was asked by the dancing butterfly, he was indeed a hundred bones, all of which were extremely smooth.

Maybe he had cultivated in the Inner Spirit Realm before, and then he happened to meet the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace to kill him. He released the mysteries in it, making the eight veins of the Qi Jing unimpeded, and also lifting his spirits.

Wu Die, Black Tiger and Ji Yi, who didn't know it, thought that Zhang Ziyu had a problem with which tendon. In the blink of an eye, he killed the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace. Including Zhang Ziyu himself, when he came out of the sword, he didn't expect that martial arts cultivation was already incomparable.

Because after cultivating in the Inner Spirit Realm for three or five hours, his Qi cultivation entered the red level, and his method of condensing sword qi was much stronger. And with this kind of cultivation, it is more than enough to deal with the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace.

In comparison, in the previous fierce battle against the left envoy Chutian, Zhang Ziyu's cultivation was just the power of the two tripods. At this time, the cultivation was basically restored, and it was already close to the level of the power of the four tripods. Then, dealing with the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace is effortless.

As for the killing, Zhang Ziyu did it with a heart. The reason is very simple, the enemy has the intention of killing, and he will kill him in order to deter the enemy. He killed the four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace, in order to tell the Cold Moon Palace that he was not easy to mess with.

If the Cold Moon Palace was entangled, he would never be polite. I have endured too much discomfort these days, but these four apostles of the Cold Moon Palace have just run into it.