"That's all you have?"

Zhao Yu smiled slightly, then without any nonsense, he dragged the sword with one hand and jumped up high.

Against the backdrop of the giant sword, Zhao Yu's figure looked extremely petite, like an ant carrying a shovel.

It's just such a joyous scene, but no one can laugh.

"rise!

"

Zhao Yu, who was flying into the air, shouted loudly, and the giant sword in his hand was instantly raised high.

Although Yan Zangfeng was horrified, he immediately circulated his energy throughout his body, making his outer body more solid and lifelike.

The arms wrapped in thunder and lightning were raised high, ready to take Zhao Yu's terrifying giant sword with all his strength.

"One Sword Immortal kneels down!

"

Zhao Yu, who saw Yan Zangfeng's unparalleled power and a somewhat middle-of-the-road personality, also shouted loudly at this moment.

The giant sword struck hard at the huge thundering dharma image.

It’s just that this ‘One Sword Immortal Kneels’ was completely made up by Zhao Yu himself on a whim.

It's just to suit the scene. Where can I find the artistic conception of Li Jianshen in the pouring rain?

Just when the giant sword fell, the terrifying force instantly defeated the thunderous form. Even the black cloud above the head was torn open by this terrifying force.

puff!

Yan Zangfeng, whose strength was defeated, instantly vomited blood and slumped, holding on to his body with the Lingshuang Sword.

Gudong......

Seeing Yan Zangfeng who couldn't even block Zhao Yu's attack, all the masters outside the Shaoshi Mountain Gate swallowed their saliva in unison.

This fight is completely unwinnable. Look at the weight of that giant sword. Who among the people present can withstand that thing?

"My skills are inferior to those of others, and I am convinced that I lost. However, there is something unclear about me. I would like to ask the prince to clarify my confusion, so that I can die in peace..."

Yan Zangfeng watched Zhao Yu step forward slowly, without much fear in his eyes, but just asked with some doubts.

Based on Zhao Yu's current status, it is unlikely that there are any masters in the world who can threaten him.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

But as the highest-ranking vassal king in his dynasty, why did he still have to fight against Jianghu Caomang, and even wanted to kill everyone?

Zhao Yu dragged his long sword to Yan Zangfeng and glanced at Yan Zangfeng.

"I said it was for the sake of all the people in the world. You won't believe it..."

Zhao Yu laughed at himself, and then said to Yan Zangfeng, who had long since stopped breathing.

Not to mention others, even Zhao Yu himself didn't believe these words.

But in fact, that's what he really thought. It's just that he had seen countless sufferings in the world, so his approach was too extreme.

Among them, Afa also contributed a lot. If Zhao Yu hadn't seen the horror of Bingzhansi, he wouldn't have made such a decisive move!

"I believe……"

At this moment, Yan Zangfeng's figure of Jian Yin appeared in his mind.

As the words fell, the Lingshuang Sword in Yan Zangfeng's hand finally fell to the ground.

Xiaoyao Lang and others who saw Yan Zangfeng's death in the distance screamed and wanted to rush forward for revenge, but they all died under Bu Jingyun's sword in the blink of an eye.

"You want to destroy martial arts in the world..."

Just when Zhao Yu raised his feet to enter the mountain gate, a voice came from behind the mountain gate.

Zhao Yu sneered and did not answer, but Bu Jingyun's face changed handsomely.

With his level of cultivation, he didn't realize that there were masters lurking behind the mountain gate.

Then it can only mean that this person's cultivation level has far surpassed him.

"Martial arts in the world have collapsed. If foreigners invade, you will be a sinner for the ages!"

Just when Bu Jingyun was on guard, a man holding a long box and wearing a bamboo hat walked out of the mountain gate.

"Since the time of the First Emperor in the Central Plains, foreign barbarians have been wreaking havoc more than once. In which case was it because of warriors that the world was at peace?"

Zhao Yu glanced at the man holding the long box and said with a chuckle.

"quibble!"

The man opened the bamboo hat, looked at Zhao Yu with a cold expression, and stood the long box in his arms at his feet.

On top of the long box, there seemed to be a mechanism surging, and the places where the nails fell were dented one after another.

"There are still experts!"

At the same time that the machine was surging, Bu Jingyun wandered around and stared at the dense forest not far away.

Whoosh...

A black shadow flashed past, followed by countless white lights with a cold glow.

White light raged past, and the sounds of cracking silk were heard from those Yashas who were standing on the spot, and then they fell to the ground one after another.

The black shadow passed by and landed beside the man who had put up the long box.

The visitor looked at Zhao Yu and others, then chuckled and said: "Tang Kun of the Tang Sect in Sichuan!"

But at this moment, a figure descended from the sky, and when it passed by Zhao Yu's side, he stretched out one hand, pointed his two fingers together to form a sword, and rays of light penetrated through the sword fingers and penetrated into Zhao Yu's body.

After the man succeeded with one blow, he floated down on the other side of the long box and said with a sneer: "Dali Diancang Sect, Liu Mocan!"

"Master Huang, are you finally willing to take it out?"

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared again, staggering past. Among the people present, only Bu Jingyun could catch his figure.

"Devil Lake Peak, seven-color hell!"

"Kunlun in the Western Regions..."

…

People appeared one after another, making Zhao Yu's eyes light up, and he stared straight at the machine box placed beside the person.

In fact, there was no need for them to introduce themselves. When the leader of the Dian Cang Sect passed by him, he already knew where these people were coming from.

Bu Jingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and stood in front of Zhao Yu. The sword of defeat in his hand surged with sword intent.

But Zhao Yu didn't seem to be afraid of the sudden appearance of these masters, and waved his hand to signal Bu Jingyun to retreat.

Then after looking back and forth at a few people, he turned around, looked around, and said with a smile: "Old beggar, stop pretending and show yourself!"

Rumble!
Chapter completed!