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Chapter 1138 Royal Sword, Royal Air, Royal Spirit

"What?"

However, the Seventh Old was frightened and could control it slightly? This...what monster is this?

Everyone in the Bajue Sect will practice the sword control technique from the beginning of entering the inner sect, but not one of the thousands of people can practice it successfully. To be precise, it is not that the practice is successful, but that at most it can only practice the first level. Not to mention the third level, the second level is difficult.

Even the Ghost Emperor, who is as talented as the ancients, has only practiced to the second level.

Moreover, the Saint Warriors can control the wind by themselves, so the sword-controlling technique, which is difficult to practice and does not highlight its abilities, is becoming more and more uncomfortable, as if they were useless. If it weren't for the third level's annotations that make people yearn for too much, the Bajue Sect would probably not have inherited it all the time.

However, even the Ghost Emperor had spent a whole year practicing the sword control technique to touch the first layer of the sword control technique, and he could see how he could control the sword.

But what about Zhao Yu? How long has it been? In less than half a quarter of an hour, he actually claimed that he could control it. Even if he controlled it lightly, he still controlled it.

Flying on the sword, flying up the sky, falling down the blue sky.

This is the overview of the Sword Control Technique.

Only ten words are enough to illustrate the horror of the sword technique.

"Uncle Seventh Master, am I too stupid?" A trace of shame flashed across Zhao Yu's face. The Soul Ferry that the seventh Master had used for five years was unable to control himself. It was really shameful for someone to feel ashamed.

Little did he know that Zhao Yu's posture almost made Qi Lao spew out his old blood. From practicing the sword control technique to now, he has only touched the second layer of fur. It has been more than a hundred years, and this time is not a joke.

"Little guy, come and try the sword control technique." The Qi Lao's eyes flashed. Although he didn't think that Zhao Yu was lying, he still wanted to witness it with his own eyes.

"Okay." Zhao Yu did not say anything, and raised his hand, the Qilong sword suddenly unsheathed, making a crisp sound of sword chanting, drew a circle in the air, and finally stayed in front of Zhao Yu.

To control the sword is to control the flying sword.

Looking at the Qilong Sword hovering in front of him, Zhao Yu felt very moved. If he knew the sword control technique, why would he have to go so hard on the way?

This is also the reason why Zhao Yu completely abandoned the little contempt in his heart. The martial arts and fighting skills in this world will definitely not be weaker than the martial arts he originally practiced.

Of course, the distance Zhao Yu can control now cannot be too far, it can only be within a range of ten feet.

This is undoubtedly a blow to Zhao Yu.

The first level of the Sword Control Technique is very clear. If it is in number, within a radius of one hundred feet, it is a fatal range that can be attacked, and within two hundred feet, it has lethality.

And he could only use his sword ten feet.

The seventh Old Man's face was full of shock, which was even more shocking than the first time he saw that Zhao Yu was born with a sword bone.

The sword control technique is there, which is a martial art that must be learned by the inner disciples of the Bajue Sect. Some people cannot even learn it for their entire lives, and in the end they can only stop at the inner disciples. It can even be said that they cannot learn the sword control technique and dare not call themselves an inner disciple.

But now, it’s only been a long time since Zhao Yu has learned the first level? Who believes this? If this matter is spread, his elder brother will definitely be shocked, right?

When the seventh elder thought of this, he became happy again.

"Uncle Seventh Master." Zhao Yu shouted in confusion. Why did the Seventh Master be shocked and giggle after he used the sword control technique? Could it be that he did something wrong or was not good?

"Okay, you kid, today I opened my eyes, haha, okay, very good." The seventh old man laughed excitedly. From Zhao Yu's initiative to ask him to watch the aftermath of the battle until now, Zhao Yu has shocked him too much.

And this time, it was what excited him the most.

It not only proves that Zhao Yu is from their Bajue Sect, but also proves that Zhao Yu is an unparalleled person, and even his talent is probably above the Ghost Emperor. This is what the Seven Old Masters are most excited about.

It’s not that the Seventh Elders were born with Sword Bone, but this is the first time that the Seventh Elders have seen such a terrifying martial arts talent.

Clang! Zhao Yu made a casual move and opened the dragon sword to return to the sheath.

He looked at Qi Lao with some confusion, and had no idea what Qi Lao was excited about.

After spending five years of hard work, he was only exposed to the superficial fur. The seventh elder was not disappointed, but seemed so excited. What was the purpose of?

"Boy, you must study the sword control technique carefully. My brother said that if you can practice the sword control technique to the third level, then you can break all the laws and techniques in the world with just the sword in your hand."

A piece of art of breaking ten thousand methods? Zhao Yu's pupils suddenly shrank. What he was interested in was the flying sword to take the head thousands of miles away, but what the Ghost Emperor said was a sword to break ten thousand methods, which made Zhao Yu feel a little palpitation.

"Okay, let's continue rushing. I'm by your side along the way. You don't have to worry too much and concentrate on practicing the sword control technique." The seventh old man patted Zhao Yu on the shoulder and continued to move forward.

The situation in Beisha City has been completely changed due to the arrival of Zhao Yu and Qi Lao, but in fact, many people are still unwilling to accept it.

However, after today, those who had some strange intentions completely gave up.

Anyone who has not seen the Qi Lao take action with his own eyes cannot understand the horror of the world.

Moreover, this time, the Seven Olds did not destroy the sect with one sword. Although the leader of the Tianwu Sect, Kunshan, was also severely injured under that sword, he was the leader of the sect after all, so it was impossible to be severely injured so easily, so most people still think the rumors are unreliable.

But today, under the eyes of many people, the long-famous Saint Warrior One-armed Sword Liu Ming's miserable defeat was like a basin of cold water, which made everyone wake up from the fanaticism.

Everyone realized that the seventh elder's move was not for the bet between the Lin family and Huitong Business Alliance, but just for the Zhao Yu.

Otherwise, there is no need to take action again.

Too thankless.

If Liu Ming succeeds, there is no need to continue the bet between the Lin family and Huitong Business Alliance, and the Lin family's plans will be completely broken.

But the seventh elder still took action, and it was Thunder who took action, so he did not give anyone a chance to resist or take advantage of loopholes.

What is most unacceptable is that Zhao Yu, a small bodyguard, actually made a breakthrough in disguise.

To be honest, if it weren't for the Seventh Old, Zhao Yu's strength would be completely ineligible to get close to the place where the two Saints Warriors fought.

But because of the Seventh Old, Zhao Yu not only felt the style of a Saint Fighting Warrior, but also felt the scene personally, and finally... he also made a breakthrough.

So... an opportunity is hard to come by.
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