In the gap, as soon as Pu approached, Zhao Yu's expression became solemn, and the sword energy that rushed towards him made Zhao Yu squint his eyes.

The field was so angry that it was a little weak, not to mention squatting on the side like Zhao Yu, feeling the changes in the qi. I guess if I get close, I will be seriously injured by these qi.

Not far away, the seventh elder nodded with satisfaction.

There are great fighting warriors in their twenties, which is not without this continent, but if Zhao Yu can become a Saint fighting warrior before he is thirty, then their Bajue Sect can really rise again.

Although he had already affirmed Zhao Yu's talent and character before, Zhao Yu is willing to take the initiative to feel the battlefield sword energy after the battle between the two Saints Warriors to improve his strength. To be honest, the Seventh Old is very pleased.

Zhao Yu has abandoned everything around him and just has to do his best to perceive the direction of the sword energy in the field.

As a swordsman, he naturally knew how valuable this scene was.

This is the afterglow after the battle between two Saint Fighting Warriors. Not to mention that Zhao Yu is only about the fifth level of the Great Fighting Warriors, even at the seventh level, it is useful.

"Brother Ding, did you see it?" Liu Yun looked at Ding Wu with a bitter face next to him with a wry smile and said softly: "This son is not a small bodyguard in the so-called Huitong Business Alliance, nor is he a small bodyguard in the Huitong Business Alliance who is randomly introduced to be a scapegoat. But a junior who Bajue Sect attaches great importance to."

"Fortunately, I gave up quickly when I saw the opportunity. Although I lost a piece of 10,000 iron and a ever-changing grass, at least my life was saved." Liu Yun said with emotion.

In the end, after fighting with Yang Xiao, Liu Yun, who was already at the peak of the seventh level, suddenly felt a little opportunity to break through.

This is also one of the reasons why he will give the ten thousand iron and the thousand-changing grass.

Originally, Liu Yun's plan was very simple. After explaining everything in the sect, he was ready to break through. This is the northwest, and there is Tianwu Sect in charge here. If he breaks through, there will not be too many obstacles.

However, before Liu Yun could explain the things within the sect, Tianwu Sect actually announced that it had been closed for ten years, and Liu Yun had to prepare to relocate the sect and find another secret place to break through.

But to be honest, Liu Yun really can't hate Zhao Yu, the little bodyguard.

If it weren't for Zhao Yu, he wouldn't have seized such a chance to make a breakthrough.

"Yes." Ding Wu nodded bitterly. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would really not believe that the gap between the seventh-level peak of the Great Fighting Warrior and the Saint Fighting Warrior was so big that he could not even resist the aftermath of the battle.

Fortunately, Ding Wu did not make a choice that was unfavorable to Zhao Yu in the end. Otherwise, it would be not just a sect with a low reputation now. It would be a little bit more than a sect in this world at that time.

"He's so terrifying?"

On the distant bank of Tianhe River, Kunshan took all this through the memory crystal. But after seeing all this, he was more than ten years older than he was at the beginning?

He was able to save his life by being severely injured by a sword, which is the best result for him to see the opportunity quickly.

Originally, he thought that the Seven Old Ones destroyed the mountain gate with one sword because he did not respect the Ghost Emperor's order to the Tianwu Sect.

But now it seems that it is not at all.

The seventh elder actually made the forum for the little bodyguard who was completely insignificant in Kunshan's eyes.

Thinking of this, Kunshan's heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat. It was a pity that if he dared to kill Zhao Yu before the seventh elder arrived, even if the mountain gate was destroyed, it would not be too much of a loss.

But he had to be glad now that the people on his side did not succeed, otherwise, the Tianwu Sect would have been corpses all over the field and blood flowed into a river.

"What is this son's identity? Why is he worthy of the Bajue Sect's great war? Could it be that he is the successor of the Bajue Sect of this generation?"

Thinking of this, Kunshan almost vomited blood even more regretful, but he also felt indescribable gratitude when he regretted it.

Because if he knew this, he would definitely have personally taken action to erase Zhao Yu without hesitation. What will happen to Tianwu Sect after this? It is conceivable.

A seventh ghost can already destroy the mountain gate of Tianwu Sect with one sword. So what if there are six other people who are equally terrifying or even more terrifying? The answer does not require too much consideration. Although they have other Saint Warriors in Tianwu Sect, is it useful? It's useless.

Zhao Yu was completely unaware of what shock the seventh elder had left in the hearts of the hearts of the world. He only knew now that if he seized the opportunity in front of him, he could not say that his path to swordsmanship could be further improved.

Gradually, the sword energy guided by the chaotic qi became orderly. In Zhao Yu's feelings, they were no longer as chaotic as before.

Not far away, the seventh old man's eyes suddenly lit up. Perhaps Zhao Yu didn't know that outside of him, the sword energy left behind here was slowly turning around him.

"Excuse me."

The seventh old man grinned and waved his hand gently. At that moment, the people around him who were originally in the dark had a sudden alarm in their hearts. However, when they wanted to investigate the situation in the field, they found that... they could no longer feel anything else. They opened their eyes and Zhao Yu was in their sight, but when they used perception to sense, they found that there was no Zhao Yu's existence in perception.

The most special thing is that they couldn't even feel the sword energy that was stranded after the battle in the field.

A few people were ready to move, but when they wanted to get closer to observe what was going on, they suddenly found that the seventh elder was smiling at them.

At that moment, they realized that all this was not an illusion or a problem with perception, but the Seventh Old's arm.

After understanding this, everyone stood obediently, and some of them didn't even dare to let go of their perception, for fear of annoying the seven elders.

No one dared to disturb him, but no one left. Since the seven elders did not drive them away, it means that they could still stay here and wait and see.

And they were also very curious about what Zhao Yu, a little bodyguard who was less than the fifth level of the battle, could understand something from the afterglow of the battle between the two Saint Warriors.

You should know that if this happens in the past, most of them will be occupied by those who are at the peak of the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warriors, and some places will even be occupied by those who are also Saint Fighting Warriors.

But now, because of the seventh elder, Zhao Yu has such good luck.

As time gradually passed, about an hour later, everyone around me felt an inexplicable sense of depression.

This is not Zhao Cheng, the Seventh Old School. They could understand it clearly. This was caused by the little bodyguard squatting in the Gang of Gang. That guy... was breaking the mirror.
Chapter completed!