The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 661 The first stage of Galaxy Dragon Bird

The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was extremely solemn, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Of course, this banquet is a Hongmen banquet. Everyone has bad intentions. The swordsman did not arrange it. That thing is of no use at all. On the contrary, the secret may be leaked due to the messy atmosphere of too many people... But there is a strange poison in the wine. , waiting for the wine to enter the throat and become poisonous.

But no one thought that after he drank the wine, the poison really had no effect at all. It was the poison provided by the gods and demons!

Cui Wenwei left his seat and stepped back, trembling with fear.

No one thought that Zhao Changhe didn't even enter the table, didn't even bother to say a few words, and just lifted the table and uncovered the bottom...

This kind of arrogant atmosphere makes the Cui family very uncomfortable. The most outrageous thing is that since you know that this is a Hongmen Banquet that is not good for you, you actually go to the banquet alone like this! He clearly came straight to flip the table.

It’s enough not to take everyone seriously, but really don’t take the gods and demons seriously?

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and finally a low voice came from the air: "King Zhao is so straightforward, we seem to be petty by hiding him."

 As he spoke, the breeze blew by, and a skinny figure wearing a burqa hood appeared in front of him.

Under the cover of the hood, its appearance is extremely terrifying, much like a dehydrated mummy.

In fact, the gods and demons of the past who can appear at this moment, apart from their soul bodies, are most likely to be resurrected from the bones. If they have not been completely restored, they should look like mummies, which is quite understandable. This also proves that the gods and demons have not truly fully recovered, and it is also the reason why they still need to rely on proxy wars. It is easy for problems to occur if they act on their own, and Poseidon is a lesson learned from the past.

There is no Xia Longyuan now, but they are not necessarily less malicious to each other than anyone else.

 But this does not mean that they will really be afraid of Zhao Changhe... Even if you have killed a god, it is really just a mistake. If Xia Longyuan did not hammer the Poseidon seriously, why would you beat the Poseidon? Even if you are now in the third level of secrets, you are not Yu. Do you really think you are Xia Longyuan?

Zhao Changhe glanced at him, then added a glass of poisonous wine for himself, and took another sip like no one else: "It's so ugly... But except for caring about appearance when looking for a wife, Zhao doesn't judge a hero based on appearance at other times. I’ll lend you flowers to offer to Buddha and give you a drink!”

 Speaking, he waved his hand casually, and the wine bottle went straight towards the other party.

Cui Wenwei and other onlookers originally thought they would play the leading role for at least half of the show, but they found that before the play even started, they had become a bit player among the actors. They felt that they had no room to even say a word in the aura of both parties. He even lost any motivation to take action. Everyone in the Cui family looked at each other for a moment, and consciously retreated to the corner to watch. Some of the smart ones had already slipped away...

To the surprise of the onlookers, who thought that the jug was an attack, it turned out to be just a mediocre throw. The other party took it in his hand, raised his head and took a sip, laughing: "The wine Zhao Changhe invited is indeed the wine. Tasty enough."

Zhao Changhe said lightly: "Without your poison, this wine is not tasty enough. But as far as I know, in ancient times, except for the spirit race, there were no gods and demons known for their poison. Can you reveal a little bit about your identity?" ?”

The man chuckled and said: "A nameless soldier who was lucky enough not to die is incomparable to the people like the Sea King who were killed by King Zhao."

Zhao Changhe said: "There is no need to be aggressive here. Do you think I am really being polite and asking you your name?"

The man's smile disappeared.

Zhao Changhe said coldly: "It's just an unknown general who won't be killed by Zhao. In the future, who will be the first person killed by Longque after the recast? I can't tell you because of his reputation. It's very shameless. Longque will scold me." of."

 Everyone: “…”

 The dragon bird is very refreshing.

"If you don't say it, then you don't need to say it! What are gods and demons if you hide your head and shrink your tail!" Zhao Changhe slapped the table and rose into the air. The dragon bird suddenly appeared in his empty hand, and he was furious at the man. Crack down.

 Many people feel something is wrong.

 In fact, the other party may not be unwilling to say it, but just say a few words haha ​​as usual. It was Zhao Changhe who deliberately refused to let people say it.

Originally, it was clearly supposed to be the gods and demons who were aloof and struck coldly to suppress Zhao Changhe, who did not know whether to live or die. I believe this person also thought about it when he appeared on the scene, so that he would be bold and have the side effect of subduing the Cui family.

As a result, this scene was completely dominated by Zhao Changhe, as if he was the superior **** and demon, and the other party was just an unknown person lurking for assassination. He was ignored by the big shots when he was questioned.

If this was deliberately created by Zhao Changhe...then the "power" thing has been integrated into his martial arts. His speech, behavior, and situation are all preparations and blessings for "wu".

This is his three-level secret, the blood and brutality of the slayer of gods, and the atmosphere of mountains and rivers, which have created the power to look down on gods and demons and destroy everything!

 “Dang!” The opponent stretched out his skinny hand and put his cross arm on the knife, which made a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The incomparable force came, and Zhao Changhe almost couldn't hold the knife, his mouth became numb, and blood surged in his body. This is the real realm of control. Maybe it has not been completely restored. The power is also the ability of realm control. Zhao Changhe does have a whole level gap at this moment, and it is a key level.

But it will never show on his face. He just flips back slightly and sweeps again before landing to prevent pursuit. In the eyes of others, it is just a normal round exchange, and at most it is only a slight disadvantage.

Others couldn't see it, but the other party could feel it. His steel-like palm slapped away the swept dragon bird again, and penetrated straight into Zhao Changhe's heart. He smiled arrogantly and said: "No matter how many tricks you have, hard power is still there." Here, not enough is not enough. There is nothing to hide my name. The ancients called it desolate, which means seeing the King of Hell under the Nine Springs. Don’t forget it.”

"Dang!" The dragon bird deflected this heart-wrenching blow. Zhao Changhe took advantage of the situation and flew back, laughing loudly: "It turns out it's you. You are using the power of the earth to support yourself. Wherever you go, the sky is wild. No wonder who am I talking about?" Dare to boast about reforging the Four Swords of Mountains and Rivers, it's your words, just a little bit of support... But the calamity star who was chased away by the Qinglong, the general of the defeated army, the rat on the street, in another era calls himself the devil, you are worthy!"

　　No one knows. His knowledge of this guy was just a few days ago when his wife forced him to copy the Four Elephant Classics. He had never heard of this person's name before.

 Copying books is indeed the primary productive force.

Huangshang was a little surprised that Zhao Changhe knew so much about him. He was obviously a little embarrassed when his background was exposed in front of the Cui family. His expression became more and more gloomy and he sneered: "I know your ability... If I am not worthy, is it possible? Are you worthy? Die!"

"Boom!" The earth suddenly trembled, and the majestic earth force broke through the bottom layer and spurted upward, directly at the feet of Zhao Changhe; at the same time, Huang Shang's hand suddenly stretched out, like light and electricity, and inserted into Zhao Changhe's heart.

 His control seems to be the power of earth control!

In an instant, the entire banquet hall collapsed, and the terrifying force forced all the Cui family members to spit out a mouthful of blood and run away in horror.

Just now it was just a test, this attack is the real thing, it is the power of gods and demons, a pressure that no mortal can resist!

 Zhao Changhe is in the center of the storm, how to resist it?

However, Zhao Changhe saw a smile on his face as he was flying back. With a flick of his left hand, a black divine sword suddenly penetrated the ground. The trembling ground force was completely suppressed by this thrust without even a sound. . At the same time, the dragon bird in his hand suddenly slashed back, hitting the edge of Huangshang's suddenly extended magic hand.

Originally, every strike made a crisp sound of gold and iron, and it seemed that the power of the dragon and bird could not hurt the opponent's demonic body at all, but at this moment, there was a faint blood-red light on the blade, and this blow actually cut like a powerful sword. Go in and bring out green blood stains.

The attack of gods and demons that looked like a violent storm and shattering the earth was completely broken by sword after sword, leaving only dust and smoke scattered on the ground.

Huangshang stopped his hand in pain and backed away in shock: "What kind of sword is that!"

"As I said, the name of the sword is Xinghe, the Sword of the Night Emperor. You, a shrimp, can't understand it..." Zhao Changhe waved the dragon bird, stepped forward again, and slashed with his sword: "It's not my skill to bully you with an ancient divine sword... and Look how the swords in the world today compare to those of ancient times!”

"Bang!" Huang Pai slapped the side of the knife heavily, trying to slap it away like before, but it felt like it was slapped into the endless desert sand, and could only raise invisible smoke and dust. The remaining power in the knife was endless, and this slap was completely useless. , it can’t be shaken at all!

Hangshang, who had slept for an epoch, couldn't understand what was going on with the knife, so he urgently pulled back.

However, the sword that was stuck in the ground to suppress the force of the earth suddenly flew up on its own and pierced his back.

There is no way to retreat!

When he looked up again, he saw Zhao Changhe, whose eyes were as red as blood, leaping through the smoke and slashing furiously, covering the sun and moon in the sky.

With this sword, all the gods and Buddhas will be scattered!

"Dang!" The figure flew away, leaving a desolate cough in the air: "The god-slayer, King Shura...the sword of this world, I will teach you!"

 Zhao Changhe did not chase him. In fact, he lost his strength.

These swords and swords may seem simple, but his body really does not have the strength to match the Yujing. He relies entirely on the power of the galaxy and the Dragon Bird super dimension. Rather than saying that the opponent was defeated by him, it is better to say that the opponent cannot understand this brand-new The power of two divine weapons.

 But it doesn’t matter, others can’t see it.

Zhao Changhe stood still, suppressing the blood that was about to spurt from his throat, and pointed his sword horizontally: "Er Master Cui may not have understood one thing... I am not here to negotiate with you, this is conquest. Surrender, or Genocide.”

 (End of this chapter)