God level swordsman

Chapter 250 Fengshun 2
The girl standing in the middle of the crowd was dressed in an elegant Tsing Yi, with a slender and flexible figure, fragrant skin and beautiful skin, lightly sweeping crescent eyebrows, a pair of water-cut pupils, looking around, making many people and martial artists in the field all generals. Astonishing gazes were projected over, with such an appearance and temperament, even if you look at the entire rivers and lakes, it is rare that there are few who can match it.

Pear Blossom Palace Xiao Xing'er!

Just standing there, she felt like she was one with heaven and earth.

This person's Pear Blossom Sword Art has already achieved a small success, and he is an opponent that cannot be underestimated.

Zhao Tai's evaluation is nothing more than that.He glanced lightly at the disciples of the Ewha Palace, then naturally squatted down and touched the valuables on Gong Yushu's body, then got up and left.

"Presumptuous, didn't you hear me talking to you?" The woman called Junior Sister Qing took a step forward and scolded in a cold voice.

Zhao Tai followed his footsteps and said calmly: "Don't make noise!"

Song Qing froze for a moment, and pointed his sword at Gong Yushu who was on the ground, "This person is the one that our Ewha Palace chased and killed. You have no right to deal with him. Now that you kill someone, you want to leave. Your Excellency is too disrespectful to put our Ewha Palace on the ground." It's in my eyes."

"That's how I do things. I will beat anyone who refuses to accept it." Zhao Tai replied calmly, looking sideways slightly.

"This young man is not bad, Feng Shun."

On the Emperor Building, Zhu Jing and Feng Shun stood on the gallery overlooking the street below.

The two had obviously been together for a while, and the two cups of tea on the wooden table were already cold.The old eunuch bowed and stepped forward, filled two cups with hot water, and then hid in the dark again.

Feng Shun stared at the situation below, frowning slightly.

He and the Eight Sage Kings have been watching since Gong Yushu and Zhao Tai fought. He didn't expect Zhao Tai to be able to compete with Gong Yushu.

Speaking of which, he and Gong Yushu are still of the same generation, and they were also crushed by Gong Yushu's halo, so they can only live under Gong Yushu's shadow.

At that time, Gong Yushu was the strongest person in their hearts.

Fortunately, Gong Yushu was abolished later.

Fengshun is now in the Yuan Dynasty of Five Qi Dynasty, facing Gong Yushu, he can easily trample the person who was once high above him under his feet.

But he knew in his heart that Gong Yushu was still very strong.

At least in the Inner Realm, few people are invincible.

Sky Splitting Seven Strikes is not a vain name. From Gong Yushu's performance just now, it can be seen that he has at least demonstrated strength beyond the mid-term of the three-flower gathering.

Such a tyrannical person was still defeated and killed by Zhao Tai.

This junior in the sect is really terrifying.

It's nothing to kill a Gong Yushu who has no background, and now Zhao Tai and the people in Lihua Palace are so rude, isn't this making enemies for Nandou Jianzong?
Fengshun hasn't changed his mind until now, subconsciously thinking about Nandou Jianzong.

Wanting to understand this, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.

Now, he is a member of the Eight Sage Kings, and it has nothing to do with him no matter how many enemies the Nandou Sword Sect makes.

"Excellent ability, it can be said that there is no one in a million. Even compared with Qin Shaoyou, he is probably not far behind. All he needs is time." Feng Shun pondered for a moment, and said a more pertinent evaluation.

After a pause, he continued: "It's just that this person goes his own way, doesn't understand the world, and makes enemies everywhere. He seems to be very difficult to get along with. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to subdue him."

Hearing Zhu Jing's question, Feng knew by the way that he wanted to recruit Zhao Tai.

After all, the strength and potential shown by Zhao Tai are strong enough. It is normal for Zhu Jing to want to recruit Zhao Tai when he is thirsty for talents.

Zhu Jing looked down calmly, and smiled lightly: "It's normal for young people to be proud of their talents and have high spirits. To recruit such a person, you must let him suffer some setbacks. If necessary, use some means. You know me." mean?"

"This subordinate understands." Feng Shun slightly nodded, agreeing.

This was the first mission entrusted to him by the Eight Sage Kings, and the matter had to be done beautifully.

He has been in the Nandou Sword Sect for so many years, and he is very clear about the division of forces in the sect. Zhao Tai just arrived at the Nandou Sword Sect, his foundation is unstable and he has not yet joined any faction, so it is the best time to recruit.

Not only that, Zhao Tai is also the most worthy young generation of Nandou Sword Sect.

"This person uses it well. It will be a sharp sword in my king's hands." Zhu Jing smiled slightly, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"This is how I do things. I will beat anyone who refuses to obey."

Zhao Tai's calm tone combined with such domineering words seemed really weird, especially coupled with his delicate and immature face, it made people feel inexplicably suffocated.

"Arrogant!" Song Qing's sword had already been unsheathed. At this time, without saying a word, he raised the sword and slashed towards Zhao Tai.

Xiao Xing'er frowned and wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Can the person who can kill Gong Yushu be Yi Yuzhi?

Song Qing was definitely no match.

The rapier in Song Qing's hand burst out a cold light like a silver snake.

It's just an ordinary sword, but it seems to move the general trend of the world, and countless heaven and earth essences form light spots, shooting out like a gust of wind and rain.

Looking closer, those are not spots of light, but pear blossoms.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

Pear Blossom Sword Art!

One sword and one style are all in line with the supreme sword art of Dao Yun.

The kung fu handed down by the peerless empress who dared to slash a sword towards the sky is really extraordinary.

However, Song Qing did not grasp the essence of it at all, it only had its shape, not its spirit.

There are flaws everywhere!
In order to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he forcibly mobilized the power of heaven and earth, but he was at a disadvantage.

It may have miraculous effects against ordinary martial artists of the same level, but if it meets someone like Zhao Tai, it will be vulnerable.

Zhao Taixin took the sword in his hand, Zidian pierced the clouds and moved against the thunder.

With just one form of Yulei Sword, Song Qing was sent flying upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

When Song Qing struggled to get up, the thin sword in his hand was broken in two.

"You dare to destroy my Dao sword? I will kill you"

For a moment, all the female disciples of the Ewha Palace took a step forward.

Ewha Palace regards the sword as a medium that can communicate with "Tao", and often regards it as the most cherished thing.

Whether it is cultivation or rest, the sword never leaves the body.

The importance of the sword to them is self-evident.

At this time, Song Qingdao's sword was destroyed, and for her, it meant destroying her kendo.

This is why the other teachers and sisters are so angry.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you are going too far. Even if Qing'er is wrong, you shouldn't destroy her swordsmanship." Xiao Xing'er frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"As I said, this is how I do things. I will beat anyone who refuses to accept."

Zhao Tai smiled indifferently, "I eradicated the elopement men and women for your Ewha Palace, it's fine if I don't get a thank you letter, and I took the initiative to trouble me. This matter is about the owner of the Ewha Palace, that is also Let me be reasonable, if you want to fight, I don't mind killing a few more people."

Xiao Xing'er's face froze, and her slender and slender fingers lightly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and a terrifying aura gradually rose.

(End of this chapter)