Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 138 I, the Only Heir of Zongheng
Seeing the scene in front of him, Young Master Fusu's heart involuntarily sank to the bottom of the valley.

His face became cold for a while.

Zhao Kang actually chased here...

Although there are no other masters around him, the Huifeng swordsmanship in his hand alone is enough to resist everything.

How can this be good?

Subconsciously, he looked at Su Tong next to him.

At first, he was taken aback for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth slowly raised a smile.

Because he found that Su Tong had a fanatical smile on his face at the moment, as if he didn't take Zhao Kang seriously at all.

Could it be that he is also a top player?
Young Master Fusu only remembered that he was proficient in vertical and horizontal techniques, but he had never seen him displaying his martial power.

"Su Tong! Capture him immediately! Otherwise, you will definitely die under my long sword!"

Zhao Kang smiled coldly, holding a long sword, approaching step by step.

"Okay, I've wanted to experience the legendary Huifeng swordsmanship for a long time, and I want to see if the Huifeng swordsmanship in your hand can beat me."

The corners of Su Tong's mouth turned up, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party at all, and then walked towards the other party step by step.

Under the setting sun, the figures of the two slowly approached without any fear.

A big battle is imminent.

"Stupid and ignorant! Let you die without a place to bury you today!"

Zhao Kang's eyes turned cold, and a murderous aura erupted in his eyes.

The moment his figure moved, the long sword in his hand burst into pieces of light.

Huifeng swordsmanship is like a strong wind hitting the moon, in the light, the sword energy keeps moving.

Ruthlessly, he shrouded the opponent.

Young Master Fusu's pupils couldn't help shrinking for a while.

I couldn't help but let out an admiration in my heart.

Huifeng swordsmanship is indeed terrifying.

On the other hand, Su Tong still hid his hands behind his back at this moment, as if he still had no intention of doing anything.

Zhao Kang was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of doubts. He never thought that the other party would behave so calmly under such circumstances.

However, this doubt just flashed across his face, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed straight at the opponent's throat.

Huifeng swordsmanship is like a gust of wind, but it will eventually condense into a sword, and this sword is a sword that will kill.

Many masters have already died under this sword.

Zhao Kang was confident that the opponent's head would fly into the air in the blink of an eye, and blood would splatter.

But right now!
Su Tong suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhao Kang viciously.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the long grass behind him, it turned out to be a flying knife.

Caught off guard, the flying knife directly hit the long sword in Zhao Kang's hand.

The little flying knife should have no effect under the Huifeng swordsmanship, but after the flying knife was released, it seemed to contain endless thunder power.

Zhao Kang involuntarily shook the hand holding the long sword, feeling like he couldn't hold it.

The sharpest sword of Huifeng swordsmanship was bounced away in an instant.

The sword technique was blocked, and the tide-like sword moves behind him could not continue. Zhao Kang flew to the side with a single movement of his body.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

His pupils contracted for a while, and he looked straight behind Su Tong, and then he froze suddenly.

He clearly realized that the throwing knife was fired from behind Su Tong, so he could deduce that there was a person hiding in the bushes behind Su Tong, but he didn't see any figure at a glance.

The flying knife seemed to come through the sky suddenly.

what is the problem?

Could this kid know magic?

"Huifeng swordsmanship is nothing more than that."

Su Tong sneered, his face full of sarcasm.

"How dare you underestimate my Huifeng swordsmanship, you will surely die today without a place to bury you."

Zhao Kang gritted his teeth fiercely, and was instantly irritated, and his figure flew into the mid-air in an instant, condescending,

A long sword, ruthlessly fell like a meteor.

At this moment, his body seemed to merge with the long sword, turning into a ray of light.

This is also the sharpest move in Huifeng swordsmanship, attacking from a high altitude is the most tricky angle.

Because most of the sword skills are offensive and defensive on the ground, very few people's sword skills can deal with air attacks.

This time, however, he was completely wrong.

"It seems that you still don't give up."

Su Tong said slowly, and then waved his hand.

Swish twice!

Two more cold lights flew out from a certain angle behind him. The strange thing is that no one could see where the cold lights came from, as if they appeared out of thin air.

These two cold lights are faster and more accurate.

Ding Ding twice.

The two flying knives hit the long sword in Zhao Kang's hand at the same time. Under the irresistible distance, Zhao Kang couldn't hold the long sword, and the long sword was thrown out of his hand.

Hiss!
Zhao Kang couldn't help but gasped, his pupils dilated for a while, and he was extremely surprised at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, his body flipped in the air, and he accurately grabbed the long sword that was about to fall to the ground.

The body has also fallen ten meters away.

"What exactly is this move?"

The moment he landed, his gaze had already begun to search for the person who threw the knife.

I saw under the setting sun, the wind was blowing, but there was no sign of anyone.

These two flying knives are nowhere to be found?
The cold sweat on Zhao Kang's forehead has grown more and more.

"The technique of vertical and horizontal is extensive and profound. It is ridiculous that the inheritor of the vertical and horizontal sword technique treats it as a simple sword technique, and has not realized the true mystery from it."

"Whether it's the Sword Saint Gai Nie or the Lord of Quicksand Wei Zhuang, they are all short-sighted people, and they have no right to call themselves the heirs of vertical and horizontal techniques. But I..."

Su Tong raised his head slowly, just as a gust of wind lifted his clothes, combined with the cold light bursting from his eyes, it made him look like a Shura from hell descending.

However, there was still a seemingly peaceful smile on that face, but it was even more weird.

"And I can be said to be the only descendant of the technique of vertical and horizontal."

The young master Fusu was stunned, and his heart was surging at this moment.

In the next second, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a comfortable smile.

There is such a master to assist him.

Why don't you worry about the world?

Vertical and horizontal techniques are all-encompassing, including not only swordsmanship, but also mind skills, military skills and other skills that play with people's hearts.

Su Tong, on the other hand, has obviously obtained a complete vertical and horizontal technique.

"Nonsense! Just because you dare to underestimate the Juggernaut? Today I want to experience how terrifying your vertical and horizontal skills are."

Zhao Kang gritted his teeth hard, still very unwilling at this moment.

The internal force circulates crazily in the dantian and the eight extraordinary meridians.

At this moment, the muscles all over his body tensed up, like a cheetah about to attack.

Those sharp eyes were full of unprecedented murderous intent.

Asking the young master to help Su can't bear the chills in his heart.

(End of this chapter)