Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 23 A Sword Follows the Wind

"Condensing the sword with Qi? Very good, Zhao Letian, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant in front of me. Since you sincerely want to die, then I will help you!" Seeing that Zhao Letian refused to draw the sword, Zhao Hongyu felt As if he had been humiliated, he couldn't help laughing out of anger, let out a deep drink, and pulled out the saber from his waist.

"boom!"

Just as Zhao Hongyu held the saber in his hand, a gust of crimson flames suddenly gushed out from the gleaming blade, burning the lines on the blade so dazzlingly red that it seemed to be filled with infinite power.

"Raging Flame Martial Soul, can control the power of flames, and integrate fire attribute energy into the attack, so as to burn the opponent, very powerful!"

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, although Zhao Hongyu's martial soul is not as good as the sword martial soul, it is also extraordinary, much stronger than ordinary people.

"Zhao Letian, you should understand that even if you still have some strength now, after a sharp drop in your cultivation base, your martial arts foundation has been damaged, and you can no longer reach a higher level. That is to say, even if you rush to No.4 in the combat power ranking list is still a waste, with this knife, I will prove to everyone that you are no longer the Zhao family's proud son!" While Zhao Hongyu was speaking, the aura on his body continued to rise, as if rolling Like a raging wave, he slapped Zhao Letian on the opposite side violently, as if trying to crush him with momentum.

However, although the white robe on Zhao Letian's body was rattling, his body was as stable as Mount Tai, motionless, his fingertips were hesitating, waiting for the opportunity to make a move, he had seen an aura more terrifying than Zhao Hongyu's. For him, it's just a trivial matter.

The martial arts arena suddenly fell silent, and the silence was terrifying. Everyone stared intently at the two people who were silently facing each other on the stage. Everyone knew that this was just a short period of calm before the storm. A thunderous berserk attack.

"Flaming Crazy Knife, cut!"

Suddenly, Zhao Hongyu's aura climbed to the peak, he suddenly raised the saber in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Letian, and unexpectedly cut out a scarlet red blade that was about ten feet long, as if he wanted to kill Zhao Letian until there was no scum left. .

"One sword, follow the wind!"

Facing the astonishing sword light that Zhao Hongyu cut, Zhao Letian looked extremely calm, there was no extra look in his eyes, only the fighting instinct, with a soft whisper, he waved the sword light with his fingertips, and jumped directly to meet him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ......"

The next moment, when Zhao Hongyu's terrifying sword light was about to hit the oncoming Zhao Letian directly, Zhao Letian's figure flickered, and it was divided into six parts, and suddenly turned into six white afterimages, like a piece of The flying catkins fluttered with the wind, nimbly and swiftly, not only easily dodged Zhao Hongyu's sword light, but also continued to wave the sword light with his fingertips, and rushed towards Zhao Hongyu from six different directions.

"This is... "Sixfold Palms"?"

The crowd was shocked. The scene in front of them was very familiar. They had just seen it not long ago. Wasn't it Zhao Zihao's "Liuhezhang"?However, in the hands of Zhao Letian, how did the palm technique of "Liuhezhang" become a sword technique?
"laugh!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, and everyone couldn't allow them to think about it. Zhao Letian, who had exerted the power of the top two, and the speed was astonishing, had already passed Zhao Hongyu, and there was a very slight cutting sound in the middle, as if there was something Something, cut by a sharp knife.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it, and saw that the two people with their backs facing each other seemed not injured, the sword light on Zhao Letian's fingertips was still hesitating, and the red flame was still burning on the saber in Zhao Hongyu's hand, but, the two of them On the ground in the middle, a strand of hair fell.

Whose hair is that?

Questions immediately popped up in everyone's mind, and they hurriedly looked at the temples of Zhao Letian and Zhao Hongyu.

"is his!"

"It's Zhao Hongyu's hair!"

In the end, the eyes of the crowd were locked on Zhao Hongyu, and the hair on his sideburns seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, leaving neat marks. In addition, the sharp-eyed people even saw the protruding hair on Zhao Hongyu's forehead. There were fine beads of sweat, and the body trembled involuntarily.

"If this is not the mid-year assessment, you are already a dead person, do you still want to fight again?" Zhao Letian said indifferently with his back to Zhao Hongyu, without looking back. throat, and killed Zhao Hongyu on the spot.

"You, how did you do it? Why did I never know that the family's township martial art "Liuhezhang" can also be used as a sword?" Zhao Hongyu's back was already soaked in cold sweat. In an instant, he felt the threat of death. After being stunned for a long time, he finally came to his senses, turned around trembling, looked at Zhao Letian's back with a very complicated expression, and asked unwillingly.

When everyone heard the words, they immediately looked at Zhao Letian. They also wanted to know how "Liuhezhang" became a sword technique.

"One sword follows the wind. I refer to "Liuhezhang" and create a single-style swordsmanship. One sword turns into six, and the six swords are combined into one. The power can be doubled. Of course you don't know." Zhao Letian put his hands behind his back. , said calmly.

"Self-made swordsmanship?" Zhao Hongyu was shocked. With his comprehension, even many martial arts and martial arts are difficult to understand, let alone self-created moves. This is too far away from him. At this moment, he suddenly understood , the proud son of heaven, the weight of these four words, compared with Zhao Letian, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, small and powerless.

"Oh my god, this is simply a monster!"

"With a mere Yuan Wujing cultivation, he can actually create his own swordsmanship? Lao Tzu's real martial arts cultivation is almost as good as a dog's!"

"At such a young age, he was able to create his own swordsmanship. This Zhao Letian really deserves to be the pride of the Zhao family. It's a pity, just like what Zhao Hongyu said, his martial arts foundation must be seriously damaged after his cultivation base has dropped sharply once. I am afraid that his future achievements will be very limited, and he can no longer be called a genius."

The crowd commented in shock.

At the same time, on the rostrum, the expressions of the senior members of the Zhao family were also very exciting. The third master of the Zhao family, Zhao Liehu, had already widened his eyes in disbelief. Le Tian was defeated by one move, which made him who originally wanted to rely on his eldest son Zhao Hongyu to get back face, suddenly felt a hot sting on his face, as if everyone in the martial arts arena was laughing at their father and son.

At the same time, the expressions of the second master Zhao Jianping and Patriarch Zhao Wuji were not very good-looking. Zhao Letian was so strong, so wouldn't the children of the two of them be equally dangerous?
In addition, the expressions on the faces of Fourth Master Liu and Second Master Sun were even more gloomy, revealing murderous intent. The stronger Zhao Letian is, the more difficult it is for them to feel at ease.

As for Zhao Lingshan and Zhao Shijie, at this moment they finally did not dare to underestimate Zhao Letian any more. Even, they couldn't help recalling the horrible feeling of being completely dominated by Zhao Letian in the past when they lived under Zhao Letian's shadow. , as if that is the real reality, and the reason why they can unscrupulously mock Zhao Letian this year is just a wishful dream, but now, this dream seems to be completely awakened.

(End of this chapter)