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Chapter 1099 The blue sky is like washing swords like a rainbow

The connection between sword energy and sword energy creates ripples in the air.

The next moment, in the street, everything between the Ghost Emperor and the Old Monster Lu was blown to pieces, and it was directly slammed by the sword energy.

The moment the sword energy exploded, Old Monster Lu's sword-holding arm suddenly burst out with dazzling blood.

"See clearly." At this moment, the Ghost Emperor's voice came from Zhao Yu's ears.

The next moment, the folding fan was raised, and all the debris around were knocked back again, and a giant sword formed in the air and slashed down with a bang.

Old Monster Lu could only raise his sword to resist. In front of the Ghost Emperor, he had no ability to counterattack.

boom!

Amid the huge vibration, Old Monster Lu's shoulders suddenly faded, and his feet actually fell to the ground at this moment.

He was standing in front of him at this time, his eyes were a little dull.

He knew that the Ghost Emperor was very strong, so powerful that most people in the world felt desperate, but with his strength as the sixth level of warrior, he could not even catch a single move in front of the Ghost Emperor.

If it weren't for the Ghost Emperor's mercy, he would have been dismembered now.

With a crisp sound, the sword in the old monster Lu's hand broke into two pieces, and one fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The rainbow-like sword energy did not wantonly destroy everything around it. It only cut off the sword in the hand of the old monster Lu, and only pressed the old monster Lu to a low half.

Terrifying control, terrifying strength.

Without achieving meticulous control, you can't control the trend of this sword at all.

"If you are stronger, then I can demonstrate to the little guy around me how to kill people with sword energy, which is a pity." The Ghost King shook his head with regret.

"Thank you for your mercy, the Ghost Emperor." Old Monster Lu bowed to the Ghost Emperor bitterly.

"Your injury will take at least three months to recover, which can be regarded as the kindness of your Lu family from the Lin family. After that, if your Lu family takes action, then..." The Ghost Emperor did not continue to say the words, but the meaning in the words was very simple.

If the Lu family takes action again, then there will be no mercy to deal with.

Moreover, the price paid by the old monster Lu this time is definitely much more serious than it seems on the surface. It can even be said that it is a desperate price.

The strength of the old monster Lu can no longer be further.

Old Monster Lu turned around bitterly, and Xiao Se's back gradually disappeared from Zhao Yu's sight.

In the sky, the blue sky was as blue as the street, and there was no debris on it. Except for the collapsed place not far away and the disappearance of all the stalls around it, the rest was nothing like usual.

"Little guy, have you seen it clearly?" The Ghost Emperor turned his head and looked at Zhao Yu and laughed softly.

"I saw it clearly." Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, but nodded seriously.

He kind of understood why the Ghost King or the Seven Ghosts came to him.

Because, he could not feel any fighting skills from the Ghost King, it was a pure sword energy attack, just like him.

"Little guy, those fighting skills have no effect on you. All the seven old guys are satisfied with your performance along the way. Only then can we always be unmoved by external things."

Zhao Yu actually understood why the Seven Ghosts treated him so specially.

Because Zhao Yu never used fighting skills, and the Seven Ghosts seemed to be the same.

Is this something that is in line with each other?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu's eyes lit up suddenly and he looked up at the middle-aged man.

"What? What should I ask? While I'm here now, ask." The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yu's expression of silence and chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm not Xiaoqi, I'm not that guy, I'm so hiding in my words and doing things that make people unable to see clearly."

"Your moves seem to be different from others." Zhao Yu opened his mouth, but in the end he still couldn't ask the question in his heart.

Zhao Yu actually wants to ask the middle-aged man in front of him the most. He also came from another world.

It’s just that this kind of problem was too shocking, and in the end, Zhao Yu chose to swallow the problem back into his stomach.

Instead, it was replaced by another softer problem.

Because from the appearance of the Ghost Emperor to the present, Zhao Yu has never felt the existence of fighting skills in the Ghost Emperor.

"That's because your strength is not enough." The Ghost Emperor chuckled softly: "Any fighting skill will eventually be a qi existence, just like what you just saw, my fighting skill finally formed in the air."

"Of course, what you think is actually right. What we use is not a fighting skill. We are skills. The fighting skill formed by using internal strength of our body is like you are now." A trace of curiosity flashed in the Ghost Emperor's eyes, but he didn't say anything about it. Zhao Yu's strength was naturally clear in his eyes. He had no Saint Fight Warriors at all, but he could use fighting skills, which made people feel curious.

"Is this the reason why seniors look for me?" Zhao Yu was already secretly alert in his heart. Sure enough, there are many capable people in this world.

Although Zhao Yu tried his best to hide this fact, he was still discovered.

"Well, indeed." The Ghost King looked at Zhao Yu: "Don't be nervous. You actually have the same ability as others. Unfortunately, there are too few and too few. The sword king who once dominated the entire continent was just like you."

"King of Knife?"

"Well, it's our ancestor." The Ghost Emperor nodded slightly: "But unfortunately, since the ancestor, we are not good at being strong. Although we are different from others in terms of martial arts, we cannot be as fierce and domineering as the ancestor. Little guy, you are the first person I have ever seen who is not our master but who can use martial arts with such strength. An interesting little guy."

"Master?" Zhao Yu glanced at the Ghost Emperor curiously.

Isn’t Huitong Business Alliance a business alliance? Why has it become a sect again? This is really beyond Zhao Yu’s imagination.

"Don't think too much. Now our master is only a few of us. Apart from the Huitong Business Alliance, who are called the Seven Ghosts by people in the Jianghu, there are only a few left. Alas, I feel ashamed of the ancestor." The Ghost Emperor was moved.

When the Sword King was alive, who could match him?

Now even a small martial arts family dares to put their ideas on them.

"Little guy, don't blame Huitong Business Alliance for calculating you. In fact, it's just that we old guys want to see your potential. Come on, or arrive at the Lin family. There will be your benefits at that time." The Ghost Emperor nodded to Zhao Yu, nodded and took a step forward, and was already at the other end of the street.

Zhao Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, is this... shrinking into an inch?

In just a moment, Zhao Yu shook his head and got rid of this fantasy. He shook his head and shrank into an inch, which only existed in the legend. Zhao Yu did not believe that anyone in this world could have it. This could only be said to be a special skill that he possessed after his strength reached a realm. At least Zhao Yu could also vaguely capture signs of the movement of the Ghost Emperor.

If it is truly shrinking into an inch, then it is completely unavailable, and it is a more terrifying ability than teleportation.

"Little guy, the high-level warrior will not attack you again, but the people who reach the fifth level of the warrior need to deal with it yourself."

Just as Zhao Yu was stunned, the Ghost Emperor's voice entered his ears lightly.
Chapter completed!
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