God level swordsman

Chapter 1 Rebirth 1
"Demon King Zhao, you killed my wife and children and broke my arms. Did you ever expect such an ending today?"

"Devil, all the [-] people in Yuzhou City were slaughtered by you, and the blood flowed into rivers. The reason is only because you want to find a sword manual. Humans and gods are angry with such actions. If you don't die, why are the people angry? How can I give an explanation to the people who died tragically?"

"Zhao Tai, 20 years ago, you took me away and ruined my innocence. Afterwards, you abolished my martial arts and sold them to a brothel. After 20 years of suffering and torture, life is worse than death. 20 years of lingering for today is today. I wish I could tear you to pieces. part."

On the top of the mountains, Zhao Tai was wearing a light green robe, the skirt was stained with blood, and the sleeves were flapping.The breeze blew by, blowing a few scattered hairs on his forehead. His eyes were as deep as the sea, with a trace of blood in them. Facing the righteous people who were surrounded by angry righteous people, he looked calmly and quietly looked to the right.

The top of the mountain is full of masters from all walks of life with weapons in their hands and long breaths. They have both righteous and evil ways, and they stand on both sides, as if they can't stand fire and water.

The demonic people standing on the right side were stared at by Zhao Tai, they were all frightened and did not dare to look at them.

The man in black standing in front of him shuddered, tried to stay calm, and said with a smirk, "Zhao Tai, if you want to blame, blame you for your cruelty. You don't care about our lives at all. All the disciples beat us at will. Killing is as random as killing a chicken and picking eggs. Although we are a demon cult, we still have kind thoughts in our hearts. You act perversely and recklessly. You even killed the previous leader for the sake of being the leader. He is your mentor."

"Hmph, Zhao Tai, even the members of your demon sect turned against you, which shows that you have committed a heinous crime, how disgusting you are." One of the righteous crowd stroked his beard and sneered.

Zhao Tai was silent, his narrow eyes as calm as ancient wells. He straightened his back, did not argue, and looked far away.

As the sun sets in the west, the red sun puts away its dazzling light, and the towering mountains in the distance are painted with a layer of gold under the reflection of the setting sun.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the withered and yellow fallen leaves are swept and lifted by the wind, like a wandering yellow elf, running and chasing, a vivid scene of laughing and playing.

A dead leaf covered Zhao Tai's face, he stretched out his slightly pale palm, and everyone around him took a step back involuntarily.

When he saw clearly that Zhao Tai was just stroking the dead leaves off his face, he couldn't help but look ashamed.This person is destined to die, but his prestige has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for a long time. Even if he is seriously injured, he is afraid that he will fight back before he dies.

Zhao Tai spread out his palm, and the dead leaf lay quietly in his palm.

The four seasons change, the dead trees also come in spring, and the young leaves gradually turn yellow. It is just a cycle of life, a reincarnation.

He felt something in his heart, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Tai was originally an ordinary college student in Huaxia, but he downloaded a game "Journey to the Rivers and Lakes" but was involved in it and became a descendant of the Zhao family.The patriarch of the Zhao family has a tyrannical personality and a ruthless heart. Under his influence, Zhao Tai stepped into the magic way, gained a great reputation in the Eastern Wilderness, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the leader of the demon sect.After going through dozens of years, he has practiced all-in-one magic skills and laid hundreds of thousands of corpses behind him, becoming the most feared big devil in the way of magic.

The leader of the church was worried that his achievements would surpass those of his master, so he suppressed him everywhere and wanted to kill him again and again.

Zhao Tai made a decisive decision and killed his mentor, intending to ascend to the position of leader and lead the congregation. Unexpectedly, on the eve of the enthronement ceremony of the leader, other teachers and brothers in the teaching united with the righteous sects and set up ambush on the holy mountain of the Demon Sect.

Zhao Tai let go, and the dead leaves slowly fell to the ground.

Bright red blood flowed down the long hem of the skirt, and a large pool of blood had already accumulated on the ground.

He has a clear understanding of the current situation, and his brothers are willing to expose the location of the Holy Mountain of the Demon Sect, so they must have made a complete plan.A group of heroes waited around, eyeing him like a tiger, waiting for him to run out of strength, and when he was exhausted, he would rush forward, and the current situation was already a certain death situation, and there was no possibility of escape.

The heroes held their breath and concentrated, unaware that half an hour had passed.

Overcast and cloudy, a few stars embellish the ink plate like pearls and jade, emitting a little halo.

"It doesn't matter if you die!"

Zhao Tai smiled indifferently, his voice rang across the valley, and then he blew himself up brazenly.

The night is like water, and the stars are slowly falling.

A maidservant led the way with a dim silk lantern, and the people behind her followed with cold gazes and followed without saying a word.The entire aisle was pitch-black, except for a little light under the feet and the occasional sound of water waves on both sides, it seemed extremely silent.

The group of people gradually moved away, and the lights gradually became brighter on both sides. Directly in front of them was a white wall built on the water, about three meters high, covered with green tiles. The top of the wall was built in an undulating wave shape, and in the middle was a red-painted gate of the Moon Cave. Behind the cover, the sound of piano and music could be heard faintly. On the black plaque on the door were four gilded characters: "The music is high and the music is low."

Pushing the door and entering, the garden is surrounded by water, and a corridor in the middle leads directly to the pavilions in the middle.

The pavilion is surrounded by a beaded curtain. Behind the curtain, someone is playing the harp in a gauze, and the sound of the harp flows from the rise and fall of the fingertips, either empty or real, and ever-changing.It is like a dripping spring in a secluded stream, clear and ethereal, exquisitely carved, and then the water gathers into a gurgling strong current, which passes through the mountains, hidden reefs and dangerous shoals with tenacious vitality, and merges into the turbulent river and sea, and finally calms down, leaving only the long overtones, Like the waves splashing from the water.

"Wonderful!" A calm and calm male voice applauded with high fives.

At the end of the song, several people waiting outside walked in slowly, bowed with fists in their hands, and called "Patriarch".

"Well, how are things going?"

The head of the family in their mouth is a middle-aged man with a medium build, a square face, and a short beard. He is Zhao Yangyun, the head of the Zhao family.

"It's smashed, people from the Jiang family came out to stop it, it ruined my big event, and lost many people under my command."

It was Zhao Biao, Zhao Yangyun's second younger brother who was answering the question, who was also the most senior among them. He was wearing a green shirt and a short jacket.

Standing beside Zhao Biao is the third younger brother Zhao Hu, who is in charge of Huo Feng and enshrines Wu Mu.

Except for a few uncles and elders in the family, they can be called the backbone of the Zhao family and have the right to discuss and propose various matters.

"The Jiang family?"

Zhao Yangyun's face was tense, under the raised eyebrows, a pair of eyes that were red with anger shot out two cold lights, his chapped mouth kept moving, and a tooth mark had been bitten on the lower lip.After a long while, he heaved a sigh of relief, regained his composure, and said lightly: "It's not rude to come here, you should start preparing, gather people, and smash the Jiang family's medicinal materials. There is no need to leave any excuses for this matter."

Zhao Biaohu stared and said in a low voice: "Afraid of him, so what if we let them know it was us? Are we, the Zhao family, still afraid?"

Zhao Hu also echoed, "Second brother said, an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, and you must teach the Jiang family what will happen if you provoke us."

Biao and Hu are both warriors with strong appearance, and their words also have a rough atmosphere.

Huo Feng has a mustache, and his slightly squinted eyes are full of light, which is not to be underestimated.He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Yangyun, who was sitting upright, and seeing that he was unmoved, he immediately smiled and said, "It's hard for the government to see the Jiang family's signboard being smashed openly. If we dispatch at night, even if the Jiang family guesses We did it, but we dare not say anything."

Zhao Yangyun nodded, "Our two families are fighting secretly, and the government will just turn a blind eye and let us go. If we openly fight, kill and make trouble in the city, it is a contempt for the court law, and it is definitely not advisable. The second and third younger brothers, in the future, they will act accordingly. You need to ask Huo Feng for advice."

Huo Feng even said that he didn't dare: "The two masters are both heroes, but the Patriarch is a villain when he says so."

Zhao Biao and Zhao Hu murmured unconvincedly: "It doesn't take much effort to chop off the head of a low-ranking official like Sesame Mung Bean."

"Confused!"

Zhao Yangyun flicked his sleeves coldly, the two men trembled in fright.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from their own father, what they fear most is this elder brother.Sometimes what he said was more effective than his own father.

The two of them didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, they lowered their heads and didn't know what to think.

Zhao Yangyun frowned, looked at the priest Wu Mu who was standing aside and hadn't spoken, and said with a smile: "Wu Mu, my sons and daughters have been strengthening their bodies since they were young, and now they should learn martial arts. You will be responsible for teaching them from tomorrow. "

Wu Mu's eyes were cold, and she said yes, unwilling to say a word more.

"Go do something"

Zhao Yangyun waved his hand to drive everyone away, and after a few breaths, the melodious and melodious piano sound resounded in the pavilion.

In the distance, a wooden door was pushed open.

Zhao Tai walked to the front of the eaves, listening to the clear and ethereal sound of the piano, the waves in his heart were tumbling, and he could not calm down for a long time.

He returned to the original place - the Zhao family.

His enlightenment mentor, Zhao Yangyun, is also his biological father in the game.

The Zhao family is a cruel and ruthless people, and they are engaged in stealing and prostitution. The family is involved in several gray industries such as gambling stalls, brothels, pawn shops, and loan sharks. It can be said that they are a powerful force in Qian City.

Later, Zhao Yangyun attached himself to the Xuan Bing Sect and became a worshiper of the outer sect. He helped him find an opportunity to become a disciple of Xuan Bing Sect elder Chen Xingjian.With no bottom line and ruthless methods, he rose through the ranks in the Xuan Bing Sect, and was finally appreciated by the leader of the Demon Sect and accepted as a disciple. Later, he showed off his skills, like a sharp sword, causing chaos among the righteous sects. Fallen, even the demonic sects under the demonic sect were suppressed to the point where they could not raise their heads.

Just after Yi Zhe, it was precisely because of Zhao Tai's sharpness that he aroused the suspicion of the leader of the cult. He secretly wanted to get rid of him quickly, so he took the lead and successfully killed the master, controlling the demon cult with powerful means.

Unexpectedly, before the succession ceremony, he was betrayed by various factions to lead the righteous way to the holy mountain, and died of hatred.

The sound of the piano is Miaomiao, sometimes low, sometimes passionate, and finally cuts towards the sky like a sharp sword.

""Ask the Sword", a very nostalgic song."

Zhao Tai's eyes flickered, waking up from his memory.

If God gave you a chance to do it all over again, how would you choose?Step-by-step, predicting things first, and eradicating all hidden dangers?Or go another way and live a different life?

The two roads to be taken by righteousness and evil lead to the same goal.

After experiencing the vicissitudes of the world and being reborn again, Zhao Tai felt calm and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)