On the empty street, paper scraps were flying, and Zhao Yu had already put his sword in the sheath. Before he left, he stood behind the headless corpse. On the ground, blood flowed wildly. However, at the position where Zhao Yu stood, blood avoided it on its own, as if there was an invisible and intangible aura that was invisible and intangible, which was influential in their movements.

Why did Zhao Yu buy a good sword? There is only one reason. He has to exert all his strength as much as possible. Zhao Yu doesn't understand the fighting skills in this world, and he doesn't know whether he can practice it. However, these are not important. With a sword in hand, he can use the most basic and most inexplicable move at any time: the combination of human and sword.

In this world, most people use swords, but most of them are because of the fighting skills that require swords to be used.

Zhao Yu used his sword not for fighting skills, but for his own improvement.

Under the sunshine, there was still a trace of sword energy wandering in the air.

Zhao Yu looked up and looked at the end of the street.

A middle-aged man walked slowly towards him, and countless debris retreated automatically in the air around him.

A great fighter!

Zhao Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed. After some bad efforts, he naturally knew how to distinguish between a fighter and a fighter. As for the Saint Fighter, the level is too high. Zhao Yu doesn't know how to distinguish it for the time being, but the middle-aged man who is walking over now is undoubtedly a fighter.

At the same time, the Qilong sword behind Zhao Yu suddenly trembled, and the sounds of silence echoed gently around.

From the Western Holy Kingdom?

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, but judging from the posture of this man, he did not look like a person who had passed by the Western Saint. If he were from the Western Saint Kingdom, he would probably have drawn his sword to face him long ago.

"One sword kills the warrior in the third floor, surrounded by sword energy in the air. Unexpectedly, after many years, I actually saw the Heavenly Realm again." The middle-aged man stopped when he was three distances from Zhao Yu, and looked at Zhao Yu with a gentle smile.

This attitude made Zhao Yu increasingly unable to figure out who the middle-aged man in front of him was.

In Feiyu City, the people from the Western Holy Kingdom want his sword, and the two major families want his fighting skills. In this case, it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Yu is the whole city.

But the middle-aged man in front of him had no hostility, but he had a fighting power.

"Are you the young man escorting the goods of Huitong Trading Alliance?" The middle-aged man saw Zhao Yu staring at him vigilantly, smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not your enemy, the sword behind you was stolen from the people of the Western Holy Kingdom. As for the fighting skills in your arms, I still don't like it."

Zhao Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

A person who ran to the Western Saint Kingdom to grab things was still a family-born sword from the Western Saint Zhen Kingdom lineage. The problem was... he succeeded and escaped unscrupulously. Is such a man a great fighter? He didn't believe that Zhao Yu was killed and Zhao Yu didn't believe it.

However, when Zhao Yu heard the middle-aged man say this, he felt a little relieved. Facing this middle-aged man, Zhao Yu felt very stressed, which was an existence that required endless courage to look at him.

"I don't know the name of my senior? What's going on?" Zhao Yu finally bowed his hand and asked softly.

"I? I forgot my name, but most people in the world call me Ghost King. Actually, I don't like this name, which makes me look gloomy." The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "I heard from Xiaoqi that you have passed the qualifications and basic moods. You can be the successor of the seven of us. But I feel worried, so I come here to see it myself. Well, I am very satisfied."

Zhao Yu was stunned, he was really stunned.

If nothing unexpected happens, if nothing unexpected happens, the middle-aged Xiaoqi, who is the seventh ghost who appears many times along the way.

Although the Ghost Emperor said this, Zhao Yu still didn't understand what it meant, what foundation of mind and nature? What successor? What satisfaction?

Everything is like watching flowers in the fog, confused and confused.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to remember that we have no malice towards you, that's enough." The middle-aged man waved his hand.

At the same time, on the other side of the street, an old man slowly walked out with a cane.

At that moment, Zhao Yu's whole body suddenly tensed. It was an illusion that it was like being targeted by a poisonous snake. There was almost no hesitation. Zhao Yu had already let go and held the Qilong sword, turned around, and stared at the old man who suddenly appeared.

"Old monster Lu, your Lu family also wants to interfere in our Huitong Business Alliance?"

The middle-aged man still had that indifferent smile on his face, and he shook his head softly without caring about it.

"It's not just the arrival of the Ghost Emperor, but the Lu family is in a far-reaching welcome." A glimmer flashed in the old man's eyes, he looked at Zhao Yu, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

"The Lu family did a good job this time, not like those cartilage." The middle-aged man looked at the headless corpse on the ground, then sighed softly: "But you are like the Li family after all."

"This sentence is said by the young people around you. Our Lu family has no choice but to do this matter. Regardless of the result, I hope the Ghost Emperor will not blame my Lu family." Old Monster Lu sighed.

He didn't want to interfere in this matter, but the Lu family had been taken care of by the Lin family, and this favor was needed.

In this case, their Lu family could not refuse.

But I didn't expect that the Ghost Emperor, the head of the Seven Ghosts, would appear here. Of course, whether it is the Ghost Emperor or the Ghost Seven, the nature is the same.

Does Huitong Business Alliance attach so much importance to this matter?

"Little guy, I will teach you a trick next. If you see clearly, how much you can learn depends on your own." The middle-aged man gently waved the folding fan in his hand and looked at the old ghost Lu: "Lu Lao Gui, use your all your strength, otherwise you will not be able to walk out of this street today."

"Okay." Old Monster Lu nodded slightly, and the next moment, a bright light burst out.

The moment he held the crutch into the sword, Old Lu was not bowing slightly, and he seemed so tall at that time.

"I originally wanted to teach you something, but I didn't expect that after so many years, Old Monster Lu's strength has not improved at all. It seems that I can only teach you next time." The Ghost Emperor shook his head gently, looking very dissatisfied.

The change in the momentum of the old monster Lu shocked Zhao Yu secretly, but it seemed so insignificant in the mouth of the Ghost Emperor.

Zhao Yu opened his mouth slightly widened. Zhao Yu didn't know how strong the old monster Lu was, but it was undeniable that Zhao Yu could not beat it.

The street was silent, with only four murderous auras. The old monster Lu held the crutch into a sword and pointed directly at the Ghost Emperor. The next moment, his hands shook violently, and everything around the crutch suddenly disappeared.

A long sword emitting a hint of coldness appeared in the hands of Old Monster Lu.

Crane... With the sound of gold and stone, a white sword light suddenly slashed at the Ghost Emperor.

The Ghost Emperor shook his head slightly, and with a snap, the folding fan closed.

In his hands, it is naturally a sword that can be used as a fan. When it is opened, it is a fan, and when it is closed, it is a sword.
Chapter completed!