Sand Dune Palace is a palace complex located in a desert stone city, with a large number of sword cultivators guarding it! It is also protected by sword formation.
At this moment, there is a huge sand dune entrance in the center.
Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang felt depressed when he saw that the guards who rushed out were all beaten back by the 100,000 Sword Cultivators.
Zhao Zhang walked into the hall angrily.
In the main hall, a man wearing a black robe sat on the throne, holding a cloth in his hand and gently wiping the Moye Sword, his eyes extremely focused.
"Master, you, you are surrounded by hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators. Why didn't you say anything? You made me think that your place was safe, so I escaped to your place specially!" Zhao Zhang said angrily.
The man in black robe is naturally the former King of Zhao, Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong wiped the sword in his hand and said calmly: "One hundred thousand sword cultivators? What does it count? Why should I report to you? Zhao Zhang, you are getting more and more presumptuous now!"
Zhao Yong raised his head and looked at his son with a cold light in his eyes.
Under this look, Zhao Zhang's whole body was excited and he immediately bowed: "Yes, my child is rude!"
Zhao Yong continued to wipe the sword in his hand.
"Father, Zhao He somehow managed to win over all the nobles, Lord Pingyuan, Zhao Cheng, and Li Dui. They all went crazy and surrounded and suppressed my army. When I went to the palace to find him, I saw a giant, a Eye of the Sky! That aura...!" Zhao Zhang said anxiously.
"It's Zhuangzi!" Zhao Yong said calmly.
"Zhuangzi? Did you attract Zhuangzi?" Zhao Zhang's expression changed.
"I knew it, I knew it, I shouldn't have...!" Zhao Zhang showed a look of horror.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Yong said calmly.
"I, Master, that's Zhuangzi, I...!" Zhao Zhang said worriedly.
"What's wrong with Zhuangzi? Just kill him anyway!" Zhao Yong said coldly.
Zhao Zhang stared at Zhao Yong.
"Master, you are too murderous!" Zhao Zhang said with a bitter smile.
"You are not murderous, so you can't achieve great things! Why is Zhao so strong?" Zhao Yong glanced at Zhao Zhang coldly.
"Because when my father-in-law was in power, he adopted the policy of riding and shooting in Hufu, so...!"
"Wrong!" Zhao Yong said coldly.
"That is… ?"
"It's because I killed so many people that all countries are afraid! I will kill anyone who dares to stop me!" Zhao Yong said with a murderous intention.
"But that was Zhuangzi, and now Lian Po and Master Xiang are here too...!"
"No, but, you are worried because you are not strong enough. If you kill them all, what else can you worry about? What is the world talking about? It's a joke. If anyone dares to gossip, just kill them! I don't believe it. This tongue can keep chewing!" Zhao Yong said coldly.
"I, I~~~!" Zhao Zhang didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Okay, let's go, follow me to the top of the city to see if everyone is here!" Zhao Yong stood up, his clothes moved automatically without wind, and he had an elegant and domineering air.
"yes!"
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Outside the Dune Palace, there is a stone top.
Zhuangzi stepped forward, and standing beside him were Lian Po, King Zhao, Deng Lingzi, Xiang Fuzi and a large number of peerless swordsmen.
But ordinary sword cultivators stood on all sides, surrounding the entire Dune Palace with water.
"Zhuangzi, we have already gone to call for war! The surrounding land has been isolated with formations, and no one can leave!" Xiangfuzi said immediately.
Zhuangzi nodded, stood on a high place, and looked coldly at the tower at the front of the Dune Palace in the distance.
"Here they are, they are here!" Deng Lingzi's eyes lit up.
However, in the distance, he saw a group of sword cultivators supporting a man wearing a black robe. The man had a handsome face and slightly white hair, but he seemed to have a strong will of swordsmanship around him, so that all Wherever he went, the white clouds above his head were all pierced and dispersed by his unintentional sword intent. Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang only dared to stand behind him respectfully.
"Such a strong sword intent!" Deng Lingzi took a deep breath.
Deng Lingzi's current swordsmanship is comparable to Wang Jian's. She can make her look shocked, which shows the terror of the man in black robe.
"Master?" King Zhao suddenly showed a hint of fear.
"Zhao Yong?" Master Xiang's face also darkened.
Obviously, anyone can see the powerful aura that Zhao Yong exudes.
Everyone tightened their grip on the hilt of their swords, except Zhuangzi, who narrowed his eyes.
Because, for some reason, Zhao Yong felt familiar to Zhuangzi, as if he was an old friend or rival who had been with him for many years.
However, this familiarity gave him an even more sinister feeling.
"Who? Who is it?" Zhuangzi frowned and looked at Zhao Yong in the distance.
For a moment, Zhuangzi couldn't recognize who this familiar figure was. His appearance might have changed, but this familiar temperament would never change.
"Dad, he is Zhao Yong!" Deng Lingzi said curiously.
Zhuangzi shook his head and stared at Zhao Yong in the distance, constantly recalling everything in the past, looking for the source of that familiar feeling.
On top of the city tower, Zhao Yong held onto the railing and looked at the people on the stone mountain in the distance.
"Oh, Zhao He, you have made progress!" Zhao Yong said calmly.
"Me, me!" King Zhao's face suddenly stiffened across from him.
King Zhao didn't know how to face his father, but Zhao Zhang, who was standing next to Zhao Yong, suddenly turned cold: "Okay, Zhao He, my father passed the throne to you, and you will bring people to deal with my father? You are an unfilial and rebellious son. Do you know that everything you have is given by your master and father!"
King Zhao didn't know how to refute for a moment, he just smiled bitterly, and even looked at Zhuangzi with some suspicion.
Fortunately, Zhao Yong did not blame King Zhao too much, but looked at Zhuangzi.
"Zhuangzi? Your Majesty is here. I heard what these sword cultivators are saying. What kind of demon-slaying convention are they holding? Isn't it to kill me?" Zhao Yong looked at Zhuangzi and said calmly.
"What do you think? Zhao Yong!" Zhuangzi said coldly.
Zhao Yong looked around at the people around him and said calmly: "Me? I don't know, but I, Zhao Yong, have never been afraid of anyone in my life! If you make trouble unreasonably, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Deng Lingzi, kill him!" Zhuangzi shouted coldly.
Everyone around was stunned. Before the words were clearly stated, were they going to take action? Zhuangzi didn't play according to common sense this time.
"Yin!"
Naturally, Deng Lingzi did not hesitate at all, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light and went straight towards Zhao Yong.
Deng Lingzi's sword was so swift. With that sword, he broke through the formation of Sand Dune Palace and struck in front of Zhao Yong with a bang.
Zhao Yong also had a cold look in his eyes and reached out to greet him with a sword.
"boom!"
The two men's swords collided in the void, and instantly, two huge sword gangs tore two rifts in the sky.
Under the violent impact, Deng Lingzi's sword energy instantly shattered and opened. But Zhao Yong's sword energy was even better, and he came straight towards Zhuangzi without losing any strength.
The sword was unstoppable and seemed to cut through everything.
"Zhuangzi, be careful!" everyone exclaimed.
"Dad!" Deng Lingzi said worriedly.
Zhuangzi's eyes turned cold, and he reached out and took out a crystal. Give it a gentle squeeze.
A sword energy shot out from the crystal, facing the aftermath of Zhao Yong's sword energy.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The sword energy in the crystal collided with Zhao Yong's sword energy, and suddenly merged with each other, gradually canceling each other out, and there was not much shock wave.
"This is...?" Xiangfuzi said in surprise.
The sword energy in the crystal is exactly the same as Zhao Yong's sword energy? After all, only sword energies from the same source can blend together.
Countless people looked at Zhuangzi.
Zhao Yong on the opposite side also looked at Zhuangzi: "Is that my sword energy?"
"That's right, just admit your sword energy!" Zhuangzi said coldly.
"Huh?" Zhao Yong looked at Zhuangzi doubtfully.
"My wife, the Golden Mother Yuanjun, before she died, she used moral energy to condense the moral crystal and sealed the sword of her assassin. Ha, after more than ten years, I finally found you! Zhao Yong!" Zhuangzi said in a harsh tone. Cold way.
"What?" The faces of countless sword cultivators around him suddenly changed.
Countless sword cultivators came to participate in Zhuangzi's demon-slaying conference, and they came for Zhuangzi's prestige. No one had any confidence. After all, who could prove that Zhao Yong was a lackey of the ancient food tribe? No one can because there is no evidence.
Because everyone believed in Zhuangzi, they didn't care about the evidence. Now, the evidence has come out.
The death of Jinmu Yuanjun is known to the whole world! The Golden Mother Yuanjun forged the moral golden basin and prepared to uncover the ancient food clan and their lackeys. However, when Zhuangzi left Nanhua Mountain, he was assassinated by a group of men in black.
No one would doubt that the group of men in black were not the ancient food tribe or their lackeys. Unfortunately, the group of people was too powerful and no one could trace them.
On that day, Zhuangzi sang with drums and pots, and shouted and cursed the ancient food people, which was known all over the world.
Before Jin Mu Yuanjun died, did she wrap up the murderer's sword energy? From Zhao Yong
Then does Zhao Yong still need to ask? The commander-in-chief of the ancient food clan’s three armies? Or a paleo-eating clan lackey
"This, this, this is impossible!" King Zhao on the side said to himself in disbelief.
But the others no longer had any doubts. They all grabbed their swords and looked coldly at the Dune City opposite.
"The ancient food tribe deserves to be punished with death! The treasonous thief deserves to be punished with death!" Lian Po also stared and said coldly, grabbing his long sword.
In the distance, everyone in the city suddenly changed their expressions.
Including Zhao Zhang, who also looked panicked at this moment.
"Master, what should I do? What should I do now?" Zhao Zhang asked anxiously.
"Lord!" Countless internal guards also looked at Zhao Yong anxiously.
Exposed? Is this exposed? What should I do
Only Zhao Yong's eyes remained calm: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"
Zhao Yong gave a cold shout, which immediately silenced the guards of the Sand Dune Palace. They all looked at Zhao Yong. Is there still room for explanation at this time
Everyone looked at Zhao Yong expectantly, hoping that Zhao Yong would have a way to defend himself.
But Zhao Yong smiled coldly: "What are you afraid of these ants? How did I teach you back then?"
"Me?" Zhao Zhang was confused for a moment.
Zhao Yong's previous teachings only taught us bloody suppression of all directions, and did not teach us anything else.
"Wouldn't it be better to kill them all?" Zhao Yong said calmly.
Zhao Zhang and others: "......!"
In the distance, Zhuangzi also said coldly: "Do it, everyone! This Zhao Yong is most likely the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the ancient food tribe. Kill him and win the name of heaven and earth!"
"Roar!" The Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivator suddenly let out a loud roar.
Lian Po was the first to rush over: "Open!"
"boom!"
Lian Po slashed through the formation of Sand Dune Palace with one sword, and slashed towards Zhao Yong with one sword.
How powerful Lian Po was. In the past, he went to the outer world with Wang Jian and others to kill Yang Zhu. His strength was similar to that of Wang Jian. The domineering sword seemed to lead thousands of troops to charge towards Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong's eyes turned cold, and he slashed towards the sky with the long sword in his hand.
"boom!"
The endless sword energy exploded in the Dune Palace, tearing apart a large area of void. Zhao Yong's sword blocked Lian Po with one strike, preventing Lian Po's sword from getting even closer.
"Haha, you are the minister Zhao He recruited? Yes, yes, hahaha!" Zhao Yong shouted coldly.
"boom!"
With a sudden force, Lian Po was instantly knocked away by Zhao Yong's sword. A stagger.
Zhao Yong's sword is invincible.
"General Lian Po, let me help you!" Deng Lingzi rushed over immediately.
"Zhao Yong, suffer death!" Master Xiang also rushed over instantly.
"Come on, come and die together! Ha, ha ha ha ha!" Zhao Yong showed bloodthirsty excitement.
"boom!"
Zhao Yong fought three against one and never fell behind, showing off his amazing fighting talent.
On the stone mountain in the distance, Zhuangzi squinted at Zhao Yong.
Zhuangzi looked more and more familiar to Zhao Yong, who was dressed in black robes.
"Who is it from ancient times? Why do I feel more and more familiar with you?" Zhuangzi frowned into the character "Chuan".