Cultivate the ruthless way for him

"I'm here now, everyone, let's make a move—" Si Nan groaned in his head, stood up, and looked at the young man on the high platform in disbelief.

Zhaoyue, Xie Yiming, and Lu Xinghe also stood up.

"That is……"

Zhaoyue's voice trembled, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

God knows how heartbroken and sad he was when he heard the news. In the past hundred years, he has stood at the highest point of the Dao Heart Hall countless times, looking at the invisible cliff.

On the Demon Slaying Stage, Huai Bi was also shocked and unbelievable.

"You are... Zhao Zhao?"

Zhao Zhao bowed to him politely and distantly.

"Your Highness, long time no see."

Huai Bi's gaze was fixed on the young man for a long time, and even the dragon priests behind him noticed something strange. "Your Highness..."

"It's nothing, it's just a surprise."

Huai Bi noticed the white silk on Zhao Zhao's eyes: "Your eyes?"

"A few minor ailments, nothing to worry about."

Zhaozhao glanced at the audience at the audience, and asked, "Are you all coming together or taking turns?"

This tone can be called arrogant and arrogant, coupled with such an age...

The Patriarch of the Yishi Family stood up first, and said angrily: "You are so arrogant and rude, you know, a monster, if you dare to go up to the Monster Slaying Platform, your time of death is coming!"

"It seems that you dare not fight with me."

"Too much nonsense."

"What about you?"

Zhaozhao moved his gaze to the right, and landed on the Patriarch of another family.

"Cough cough cough."

The other party was so angry that he hunched over and coughed for a long time, almost unable to hold back his anger.

"You, you, you, what a brave little demon, there is really no king's law, no king's law! Come here."

All the gold-clothed envoys lurking in the dark appeared at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhaozhaoli's three layers and the outer three layers.

Gu Zizhen couldn't help but stepped forward to speak, but was held down by Gu Fengchun.

Gu Zizhen said anxiously: "Uncle, he is the little god who saved me, he is not a demon."

Gu Fengchun sighed: "Have you not understood yet? This is Zhongzhou, the territory of the Xuanyuan Clan. Xuanyuan Hongxuan has always been a man who follows me and prospers and who opposes me perishes. Except for the Dragon Clan who dares to compete with him, who would dare to disobey him?" His heart. At the moment, even the Penglai and Kunlun clans are out of the picture, our little Gu family has no right to speak. Do you think everything today is a coincidence?"

Gu Zizhen was taken aback: "Uncle, what do you mean?"

Gu Fengchun: "This little god, I'm afraid he has seen something that he shouldn't have seen. Xuanyuan Hongxuan set up today's situation with great pains, just to take him down. So what if you say it, will anyone believe it? "

Gu Zizhen suddenly felt a basin of cold water poured over his head.

He knew that his uncle was a frequent visitor to Xuanyang Immortal Mansion these two days, so he must have managed to board the big ship of the Xuanyuan Clan, so he naturally knew some inside information.

"This Xuanyuan Hongxuan is going to kill Zhaozhao!"

Si Nan came to his senses belatedly, but he was so out of breath that he couldn't speak.Zhaoyue and the others changed their complexions, and immediately said loudly: "He is not a demon, he is..."

Zhaoyue didn't have time to say the last words, because in the blink of an eye, Zhaozhao drew his sword, the violent sword intent was like a white rainbow piercing the sky, and directly blasted the inner and outer three layers of golden clothes several feet away like a grasshopper.

The young man sat cross-legged in the middle of the Demon Slaying Platform and asked, "Who else wants to challenge?"

This is not enough to describe it as insolent.

Huai Biben still looked worried, seeing that Zhao Zhao's cultivation had reached the Supreme God Realm, she sat back unhurriedly.

Both Penglai and Kunlun sent the elders of the clan to come. Without the order of the Patriarch, the two followed the example of the Dragon Clan and watched from the sidelines without saying a word.The remaining twelve families looked at each other in blank dismay.

No matter how blind they are, they can see at this moment that Zhaozhao's sword intent is pure immortality, without any impurities. What's more, the sky-defying sword just now can only be achieved by the cultivation of the upper gods.

At such a young age, his cultivation has reached the Upper God Realm.

He was born as a little demon in Sichuan.

This makes them, who are over half a hundred years old, only able to break through the God's Domain, and even the patriarchs of the aristocratic families who are still blocked from the God's Domain, don't put their face on it.

Everyone quickly exchanged glances, and instantly understood the true meaning of Xuanyuan Hongxuan's game today.

Whether this boy is a fairy or a demon, it doesn't matter at all.

The important thing is that with such extraordinary talent, without the protection of the prince of the heavenly clan like Mo Yu, it is impossible for him to be tolerated by the fairy world!

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

The balance of all beings is the norm.

The reason why the five clans and twelve aristocratic families can rise is not because they want to balance the power of all parties and avoid a situation where one family dominates.

How high-spirited Dragon Lord Qingyao was back then, in terms of talent and skills, he was as good as today's Lord. The dragon tribe is full of talents, and it is unknown how many people step into the realm of the gods every year. What does it look like?

This child cannot stay.

In the blink of an eye, such a sentence flashed across everyone's minds almost at the same time.

"Actually, maybe it was a misunderstanding..."

Liu Jing knew it clearly and tried to make peace.

But no one listened to him.

"Liu Ziqiu, if you're greedy for life and afraid of death, and just treat yourself like a coward, don't bother others! Do you think everyone is as spineless as you!"

Liu Jing sighed: "But Brother Zhang, do you know who this boy is? Where did he learn from?"

"Of course I know, it's just a little demon in Sichuan! I don't know how to cultivate the way of swordsmanship by some wild way, heh, I really think that I am omnipotent in heaven and earth, and I can't even tell the difference between superior and inferior!"

"As for the master, heh, whose master would have the brains to accept a little demon to get started! I'm afraid he is also a person with corrupt morals!"

Zhang Heyuan drew his sword directly.

"Boy, I'll fight you!"

The Zhang family is also majoring in swordsmanship. Zhang Heyuan entered the realm of the gods with swordsmanship. He has been ranked first in the Immortal World Conference for nine consecutive times.

Because of his background as a general, Zhang Heyuan's swordsmanship also followed a tough and ruthless path. With every step, countless streaks of fierce sword energy were released, which combined into a beam of lightning and light, and rushed towards Zhaozhao's inner mansion.

Zhao Zhao didn't move, and when the beam of light hit the front door, Fang jumped up, his snow robe flew up, the man and the sword merged into a white light, and rushed directly against the sea of ​​swords filled with murderous intent .

A sword went straight to Zhang Heyuan's forehead.

Zhang Heyuan had never seen such a desperate style of play, so he immediately retracted his palm and took a step back.

However, it is only this retreat that determines the outcome.

Zhao Zhao said: "Accept."

Zhang Heyuan's lips and teeth felt cold for a while, staring at the crazy young man who seemed to have stepped out of Shura's hell, trembling for a long while, but didn't say a word.

Zhao Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, put away his sword and sat back, asking, "Who else?"

This time, no one responded for a long time.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan glanced at Gu Fengchun who was sitting at the last seat.

Gu Fengchun was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stood up.Gu Zi said anxiously: "Uncle—" "Uncle also has no choice."

Gu Fengchun pushed away Gu Zizhen's hand, raised the heavy sword in his hand, and walked out in front of Zhaozhao.

The young man in front of him owes him a kindness, so he shouldn't be an ungrateful person.

however……

Compared with this young man of unknown origin, the Gu family needs a powerful fairy clan to rely on and rely on. Only in this way can the Gu family have a chance to revive the lintel, otherwise, in two years, they will be kicked out of the Twelve. The ranks of the family.

He can't afford to gamble, and he can't afford to lose.

He, Gu Fengchun, couldn't afford to lose this person.

Right now, it is an excellent opportunity for him to show his loyalty to the Xuanyuan clan.

Among the five clans and twelve aristocratic families in Xianzhou, the dragon clan is not something he can climb up to, and the Xuanyuan clan is the best choice.

Gu Fengchun took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry, sir... this little friend, Gu shouldn't—" "Stop talking nonsense."

"Get out the sword."

Zhao Zhao interrupted him indifferently.

Gu Fengchun's face burned inexplicably. For the first time, he felt that he was no different from those hypocritical and selfish villains in the book.

"uncle!"

Gu Zizhen suddenly opened his mouth in grief and indignation.

"You are like this, I really look down on you!"

Gu Fengchun smiled sadly: "One day, you will understand Uncle's painstaking efforts."

The Gu family has been weak for a long time, and it is only due to Gu Fengchun's strength that they can still be ranked among the twelfth family for so many years.As the name suggests, Gu Fengchun's sword follows the path of spring wind and rain, which is in stark contrast to Zhang Heyuan. However, this sword intent, which looks as soft as the spring rain in March, is often pervasive and contains many murderous intentions that are difficult to detect.

Gu Fengchun relied on this to prop up the rotten Gu family for decades.

Naturally, Zhao Zhao could no longer use the method of quick battle and quick decision. With a wave of his snow sleeve, he released the immortal essence of the inner palace into a torrent of sword intent, blocking the pouring spring rain.

The rain is intertwined and melted into the water, and no one is willing to give in.

Gu Fengchun urged the spell to make the rain thinner and more pervasive, so the rain finally followed the torrent and returned to the youth's inner palace.

It is at this time.

Gu Fengchun suddenly palmed, Zhaozhao's inner mansion immediately seemed to be pierced by countless steel needles.

In the nick of time, a glaring white sword glow pierced into Gu Fengchun's inner mansion at the same time.

That sword glow was too sharp.

Gu Fengchun vomited blood.

Gu Zizhen was taken aback for a moment, then he ran forward to help him up: "Uncle."

Zhaozhao's throat also has fishy sweet rolling.

But Zhaozhao swallowed his head almost stubbornly, and in the end, there was still only a line of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The disciples from the fourteen prefectures, headed by Yinyue, who were watching below, were already gearing their fists in anger: "This ungrateful person, thanks to this little God, even rescued more than a dozen disciples of the Gu family. Forgive me, it's really disgusting."

Si Nan and others were also worried, especially Xie Yiming and Lu Xinghe who majored in kendo.

The way of swordsmanship depends entirely on the release of sword intent from the inner palace. If the inner palace is injured, the foundation will be unstable, just like a house burned when it needs shelter from the wind and rain. Although Gu Fengchun's cultivation in the way of swords is not the pinnacle, it is like a drizzle The number of roads is really hard to guard against.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan was waiting for this moment.

This little thing is injured in the inner palace, no matter how brave he is, he won't be able to hold on for too long.

Xuanyuan Hongxuan stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "This little demon has learned some evil skills from somewhere, and he wants to turn black and white and challenge the authority of the fairy clan. If this is the case, why should we be polite to him, why don't we go together!"

Except for Liu Jing and Ye Ziqiu, Beihai gentleman who occasionally feels the wind and cold today.

The rest of the patriarchs of the aristocratic families immediately rushed forward, forming a gossip formation, and surrounded Zhaozhao.Including Zhang Heyuan and Gu Fengchun who had just been defeated.

The magic weapons of all people were different from each other, but at this moment they all worked together to unleash the murderous intent from the inner court, and in all directions, the young men in the formation were submerged like a torrent of torrents.

Everything is only in the blink of an eye.

No one thought that the patriarch of a dignified family would actually be able to take advantage of others' danger, bully the widowed by the crowd, and deal with a wounded young man so shamelessly.

Even if Huai Bi, for a while, it would be difficult to resist the joint strength of these ten great families.

Sinan, Zhaoyue and the others wanted to rush up to the Demon Slaying Stage to save people, but before they got close, they were forced to retreat to the audience by the violent murderous aura rolling in the air.

"Zhao Zhao!"

Si Nan cried out in despair, he had already watched his younger brother die in front of him once, and now he hadn't tasted the joy of reunion, how could he bear to experience it again.

Zhao Zhao is fine.

These people all thought that he practiced swordsmanship.

When the inner palace was injured, it was like the end of a crossbow, unable to fight back.

As everyone knows, what he cultivates is the most difficult way in the world - the way of ruthlessness.

He has survived all 36 situations without situations, and the heads of ten aristocratic families are nothing.

On the demon-slaying platform, the wind raged, and the immortal energy swirled wildly, causing the world to turn pale.

Even the iron cages that imprisoned the demons could not withstand the shattering and rolled down the stage.

The audience also immediately fell into chaos.

Huai Bi knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and wanted to transform into a dragon shape and rush into the formation. At this moment, a bright sword glow suddenly shot out from the center of the vortex, first one, then two, three...

Countless ways!

Countless Dao Yuanshen swords hung in the air like rain of swords, humming and vibrating.

Everyone felt a violent shock in the inner palace, and they all stopped and retreated.

Zhao Zhaozhi stood up quietly, the skin on his arms was cracked inch by inch, the white silk covering his eyes was also shattered into powder, his pupils were like cracked ice, and he swept towards the ten people.

"This, this is—" "Impossible, how could the injured inner palace release such a sword of primordial spirit—" "What the hell—" Zhao Zhao raised the corner of his mouth.

"Who told you that I practiced swordsmanship."

Xuanyuan Hongxuan suddenly shouted: "It doesn't matter what kind of Tao he has cultivated, he is now at the end of his strength, don't hurry up and form a formation!"

This reminded everyone.

Zhao Zhao's counterattack just now obviously used all his strength.

The bigger the move, the more immortal yuan it will cost.

No matter what way one cultivates, one must always have immortal essence as a support.

Zhao Zhao was able to counterattack once, and had no energy left to release a second big move.

"Trap him!"

"Such a monster must not be allowed to cause harm to the world!"

The ten masters joined forces again to unleash their celestial power.However, just as the formation was about to take shape, there was a clang in the air, and a sword intent that was as continuous as spring water and as cold as profound ice suddenly spread.

Gu Fengchun's sword of continuous spring rain only wrapped up Zhaozhao alone.

This sword intent, however, seemed to engulf the entire Demon Slaying Platform, and even the universe, turning it into an all-pervasive murderous intent, covering everyone caught in the flow of swords.

There is only one person in the three realms who can achieve such a heaven-defying power comparable to the way of heaven.

A black figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

This time, even Xuanyuan Hongxuan suddenly changed color.

Zhao Zhao really didn't have any extra strength to make a second sword, his body swayed slightly, and then fell down, but he didn't fall to the ground, but fell into an embrace full of lotus fragrance.

Zhaozhao stubbornly refuses to pass out, his fingers are still tightly clenched on Jingxin, as long as those ten people dare to sneak up on him again, he will fight them to the end as long as the inner palace's celestial energy is exhausted.

However, a pair of hands covered his eyes.

Zhaozhao only had time to catch a glimpse of a handsome and jade-like face before falling asleep.

Zhang Heyuan still suspected that he was dreaming: "Your Majesty, how did you come here?"

"Over these years, my subordinates have always cared about your lord, thinking about you day and night..."

Zhang Heyuan's eyes turned red with real emotion.

He was different from others, he came from a poor family of immortals, and was single-handedly pulled out by Chang Yuan in the army.That's why the Zhang family was among the twelve families.

The patriarchs of other aristocratic families are naturally also fearful, because most of them made their fortunes in the battle between immortals and demons. After the war between immortals and demons, the lineage of the Celestial Clan withered and could not survive alone, and it was only through the Twelve Aristocratic Families that they developed.

Like Zhang Heyuan, they had all worked under Chang Yuan's command, had been tortured by this god of war, and they were all very afraid of this boss.

They treat Tianjun very politely.

In front of Zhang Yuan, there was only one hundred thousand points of respect left.

The Beichen Emperor's Mansion in the north of Xuanyang City that stands today is where the old Changyuan Central Army's tent was located.

They all came from the Beichen Mansion. Apart from their family backgrounds, their achievements today are all due to the illustrious military achievements and Changyuan promotion accumulated in the battle between immortals and demons.

If not, the fourteen prefectures opened mountains to accept disciples, and the major families would not be overwhelmed and want to send their disciples to Xuexiao Palace.

Huai Bi kindly reminded: "Fang Cai, I may have forgotten to tell General Zhang something."

Zhang Heyuan was at a loss: "What's the matter?"

Huai Bi said: "This 'little demon' is the young disciple whom God of War tried hard to accept in those days."