Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

"Also."

Zhao Cheng responded, facing Qin Honglian's almost provocative words, but he didn't show any anger at all.

When he chose to become famous all over the world, or even become the Dragon King, he was already mentally prepared to accept the impact of thousands of storms.

The vicissitudes of life show the true qualities of a hero!

It is normal for someone to question the reputation. Even in the information age, there are video recordings, but after all, seeing is believing.

If one day, no one questioned him anymore, it would prove that Zhao Cheng was absolutely invincible.

"Use your sword."

Zhao Cheng said that he didn't take the initiative to distance himself.

Generally speaking, swordsmanship is something that can only be used with a distance, but Zhao Cheng's move is a kind of absolute confidence in himself, and I am invincible within a short distance.

Of course, if Qin Honglian was a saint, he would turn around and run without any hesitation.

If the moral bottom line is not flexible enough, it is not far in the way of swordsmanship.

It's better to bend than to bend, that's what you've been lied to.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's absolute self-confidence also has a limit. He is so real.

"good!"

The Taoist nun smiled, like a peach blossom blooming for a while, it was indescribably beautiful, and when people with weak will saw it, they might be distracted in an instant.

And just during this smile, a sword flew out from the sleeve of the opponent's Taoist robe, pointing directly at Zhao Cheng.

This is hidden swordsmanship!

The only requirement for practicing this method is that the sleeves are wide enough.

At this moment, the red lotus is in full bloom.

In the spiritual world of everyone present, an incomparable beauty bloomed.

Karma fire red lotus, killing life and killing karma!

But in reality, it is also like a wisp of sword light, tearing the universe apart.

Zhao Cheng and Taoist nun were no more than half a meter away from each other, and they could touch each other by stretching their arms without even using a sword.

Zhao Cheng could feel that the opponent did not attack his vitals, but stabbed his arm.

In response to this, the long sword in the sword box behind Zhao Cheng had been unsheathed, and at the same time, Zhao Cheng moved his arm and stretched his five fingers, but instead of holding the sword, his five fingers were like lotuses, pointing directly at the Taoist nun's arm leading the sword .

For the masters here, swordsmanship is everything, but Zhao Cheng is not only good at swordsmanship, but also invincible with bare hands.

The Wu Hui of so many martial arts kings is not for nothing.

With just this movement, Zhao Cheng's entire strength seemed to have gone through a samsara cycle of becoming, living, bad, and empty, and became one. Not only that, even the nature of the world seemed to echo Zhao Cheng, fit together, and there was a sense of time. The taste of heaven and earth borrowing strength.

It's the Heavenly Emperor Conferred God Art. Although Zhao Cheng has not practiced it in reality, some of the profound meanings in it have been integrated into his own Four Tribulations Tongtian Sword by Zhao Cheng.

Now that he moves, the instinctive consciousness of the whole body also follows, adding a bit of strength.

But at this moment, the long sword drawn by the Taoist nun turned suddenly, and its blade was aimed directly at the position where Zhao Cheng pointed. At the same time, the speed of the tip of the sword was not slow at all. The target of the attack changed from the arm to the shoulder.

If Zhao Cheng insisted on tapping, with the sharpness of the famous sword and the sharpness attached to it by the spirit, his five fingers might be crushed by the sword.

Because this sword is not a dead thing, but a living thing that can change.

But Zhao Cheng, without any hesitation, directly clicked on it.

clang!

The fingers made of flesh and blood collided with the famous sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the sound came from the Taoist sword, not from Zhao Cheng's hand.

"One flower blooms five leaves!"

Many Taoists, including Lin Yuntian, changed their expressions at this moment, surprised by Zhao Cheng's kung fu.

The so-called one flower blooms five leaves, and the result will come naturally.

It is talking about Zen principles, but at the same time, it is also an extremely powerful state induction.

If this state is achieved, then there is a sword in hand, and there is no hidden weapon to hit, even if it is an anti-material sniper rifle, with a speed of breaking a kilometer in a second, shooting at close range with this terrible weapon will not hurt anyone. To a kendo master with such a realm.

But generally, this kind of state is manifested with the sword, and it is more difficult to manifest directly with the hand.

But the Taoist nun who fought against Zhao felt the deepest. Her sword clearly moved like a dragon in her hands, and the blade changed, delicate and swift to the extreme.

But even so, he couldn't escape Zhao Cheng's palm. It seemed that all kinds of changes were always under the control of the other party.

It seemed that the final result had been predicted by the other party, and it was he who delivered the sword to the other party.

Just a moment ago, Zhao Cheng's five fingers directly touched the body of the sword, not the blade.

The so-called one flower blooming five leaves is an application of the seventh sense. Being able to predict the future is naturally invincible!

The predicted future is a natural result.

hum!

The Taoist girl draws the sword, and her figure is like a fairy Lingbo, but she has exhausted her momentum and strength. If she doesn't open up the distance, she will fall into a complete disadvantage.

At this time, the unsheathed Kongjie sword had already fallen into Zhao Cheng's hands.

Zhao Cheng held the sword, and the sky trembled naturally. The sharp sword light seemed to be able to stab someone's eyes from the air.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Cheng struck out with a sword.

In an instant, the sword screamed like a dragon, and it seemed to hit a dragon's chant, accompanied by an extraordinary atmosphere that stirred the sky.

The millennium feng shui of the Yuntian Dao Palace was originally as stable and unshakable as Mount Tai, but at this moment, it was easily disturbed by Zhao Cheng. At this moment, all the sharp-minded people on the mountain had the illusion that the mountain was shaking.

Bang!

The Taoist nun wanted to block it with her sword, but she only felt that at this moment, she seemed to be in the raging sea, controlling the small boat, and the turbulent trend of heaven and earth was simply unstoppable.

Because of this, she was so slow for a moment.

Just at this moment, a strand of her blue hair was cut off.

Being able to cut hairs also means being able to cut heads!

"I lost, I am convinced!"

"There are talented people from generation to generation..."

"The name of Dragon King, you deserve it..."

The sword in the nun's hand returned to her sleeve, and even the fierce aura on her body seemed to have completely disappeared.

As she spoke, she caught the falling blue hair, her eyes flickered, she didn't know what was going on in her heart.

It seemed that being defeated by Zhao Cheng, who was much younger than her, made her figure out something.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the Taoist Palace, which had been closed all the time, was opened, and a middle-aged man who was as handsome as jade came out, followed by a beautiful woman with picturesque features. The two behaved intimately, as a pair couple.

And the middle-aged man is none other than Lin Yuntian's master, this generation's Yuntian Daoist, this person himself is also a saint.

"Little friend Zhao Cheng, I just borrowed your hand to resolve my junior sister's heart barrier. I have offended you. I owe you a favor with my Yuntian Dao."

Master Yuntian said sincerely.

Perhaps ordinary people, even swordsmen, would regard Zhao Cheng as a young man, but only a saint would know the mind of a saint, what an extraordinary state it was, and would not underestimate any saint.

Even that saint is a little "malnourished" now.

"It's okay, this may not be a fate."

"All kinds of things in the world come together by chance, who can tell clearly?"

Zhao Cheng smiled and waved his hands. His intentions are becoming more and more unbelievable now, gradually approaching an extremely mysterious, mysterious, and unspeakable realm.

Zhao Cheng's attitude made Taoist Master Yuntian's expression change, and his eyes gradually became serious. As for the other Taoists, they were still immersed in the shock of Qin Honglian's easy defeat at this moment.

Before, they more or less thought that Zhao Cheng, a boy who was seventeen last year and is only eighteen now, was a bit too old to be regarded as the Dragon King by the country, but now, they are all as convinced as Qin Honglian.