"Swish!" The sword light, which was far superior to Zhao Changhe's normal strength and speed, slashed towards the old man of the Lu family.
The old man dodged and was already behind Zhao Changhe, with a sword pointing at the back of his neck.
In his madness, Zhao Changhe didn't care whether his neck was going to be pierced or not. He just twisted his body and spun around, as if he wanted to cut the old man in half!
The old man didn't dare to use too much force to take the attack, so he released the force and retreated.
His swordsmanship was indeed superb. In the process of relieving the force and retreating, the tip of the sword had already passed the back of Zhao Changhe's hand. Under normal circumstances, the opponent would not be able to hold the sword, but at this moment Zhao Changhe was unaware and continued to persevere. He swung the broadsword in a circle like a windmill, occupying the entire space.
The old man didn't dare to confront him head-on, and retreated again, feeling a little sad.
He himself had weakened too much, and no longer had the strength of the ninth level of Xuanguan. After all, he was still a mortal, and when he got old, he was old. No matter how strong his internal strength was, his body couldn't keep up, and he couldn't handle the intense battle.
Long before entering this place, he and Zhao Changhe had exchanged those two moves, which seemed to be easy and effortless, but in fact they were not too intense. Otherwise, he should have tried to kill the other party in one second... but he couldn't do it.
After entering this place, thousands of sword energies attacked him intensively. He fought left and right all the way to the main mausoleum gate. His blood and qi had long been weak and his fighting power was gone. In terms of internal strength alone, he might still be at the ninth level of internal strength, but this physique might not even be as good as that of a sickly person who had never practiced martial arts. How much fighting power could he really exert
On the other hand, Zhao Changhe’s power bonus of “Heaven and Earth have no me” is too outrageous.
How could this violent power be considered the fifth level of Xuanguan? Not many people would object to the sixth or even seventh level, and he was not afraid of pain or death. Even if he met such an opponent outside, it would be a headache. Moreover, in this environment, there were swords everywhere, and Zhao Changhe was completely fearless and let Wan Cut play freely. Could he do it
Even the space for dodging and defeating the enemy with agility was restricted completely, and he had to constantly distract himself to fight against the sword energy.
The old man sadly discovered that he was only slightly better than this madman, and the more the fight went on, the weaker he became, and he might even fall into a disadvantage.
The hero is old. This is the word that filled his mind.
We can’t delay any longer, we must make a quick decision!
A fierce look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he suddenly did something that Sisi, who was watching the fight, couldn't understand.
He actually took the initiative to approach the point where Zhao Changhe's sword was most powerful, no longer avoiding his edge and looking for weaknesses.
The dragon bird roared and swept towards his head. The old man held up his sword to block, but it was obvious that he could not withstand such violent force. The sword was slightly bent by the blow, and he stumbled towards the main mausoleum gate.
Zhao Changhe was so furious that he had no time to think. He just chased after him, vowing to kill the enemy in one fell swoop!
"Oh no!" Sisi suddenly realized that the old man had not finished what he was doing to "anger the Lord of the Tomb" because he was interrupted by the arrival of the two of them. He didn't want to get entangled with the two of them anymore, so he used himself as bait to attract Zhao Changhe's violent force to break down the door!
Sisi had no time to remind him, Zhao Changhe's knife had already reached the door. She was so angry that she stamped her feet, but she also had some admiration in her heart. It was admirable that a dying old man could work so hard for his family.
However, as soon as this feeling of anger and admiration arose, it was choked again.
Zhao Changhe's knife did not hit the door at all. Instead, as if it had been expected, as the old man dodged, the knife automatically followed him as if searching for an enemy.
Old man: “?”
Sisi: “?”
This time he completely misjudged the path of the knife, how could he dodge it at the last minute
The old man held the sword horizontally with great reluctance, and Longque chopped the sword with a "clang", finally splitting the sword in two. The old man took the opportunity to abandon the sword and retreat, his chest already cut with blood.
At this moment, he was unable to dodge the sword energy from both sides. With the sound of "swish", the wind passed by and the old man was cut all over.
"You..." He covered his chest and looked at Zhao Changhe in disbelief: "You are rational! The madness just now was all fake!"
Zhao Changhe grinned: "If your grandson or great-grandson can pretend to be crazy, why can't I?"
His eyes were still bloodshot, his face was still ferocious, and he shouted, "You are respectable, but your starting point is wrong. The more powerful you are, the greater the harm! Not to mention whether the Sword Emperor has revived, just the fact that this evil spirit is sweeping through Gusu, how many people will be harmed, do you care! You only care that your Lu family has been prepared for it, and you can use this to dominate Gusu! Do you think you are a hero? Fuck you!"
With a loud shout, the dragon bird rose up again and went straight for the old man's chest!
The old man was about to retreat and dodge when a strong wind blew from behind him. Sisi, who was watching the fight, confirmed that Zhao Changhe was actually rational and finally attacked from both sides!
The old man was injured and exhausted, and could no longer avoid such a pincer attack. He no longer dodged or avoided, allowing the dragon bird to chop at his chest and the dagger behind him to pierce his back. The broken sword in his hand suddenly flew to the side and hit the main mausoleum gate!
"Oh no!" Zhao Changhe had not expected this and was too late to intercept the broken sword.
There was a flash of ecstasy in the old man's eyes, but it stopped abruptly.
Sisi turned around and passed by without knowing when, and at the moment when the sword was about to break, her slender hand grasped the hilt.
The air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and Zhao Changhe's knife had already chopped into the old man's chest, breaking several ribs, and the whole person was almost split in half.
The old man's dying eyes were still fixed on the gate. In fact, he didn't know how much time he needed to complete the violent action of detonating the evil spirit of the main mausoleum. Whether it was guiding Zhao Changhe to split it or his final throw, it didn't mean that it would be successful in just one move. But at this point in the atmosphere, everyone present subconsciously felt that it was just one move away...
The old man muttered to himself: "Just one more step... Just one more step... You..."
Zhao Changhe and Sisi looked at each other in silence.
But at this moment, the gate suddenly began to shake wildly, and the feeling of the earth shaking that they had felt faintly became more obvious, and they could hardly stand still. The sword energy around them no longer cut them, but all gathered together, roaring like a tornado, rushing straight into the sky.
The old man was ecstatic and laughed loudly, "It's done! It's done! My family is the winner after all, haha... hahahaha!"
He died completely in the midst of laughter.
Zhao Changhe put away his sword and stood, looking up at the place where the sword energy gathered into a tornado. Slowly, he could see that the tens of thousands of sword energies were gradually gathering into the shape of an ancient sword, which was surrounded by murderous energy and looked majestic, and it seemed that it could soar into the sky at any moment.
He wearily stuck the knife into the ground, supporting his bleeding body: "Could it really have worked? Did we work in vain..."
Sisi whispered, "Don't worry, he was interrupted by us, and the result was far worse... At least there is no sign of the Sword Emperor reviving."
Zhao Changhe sensed it a little, nodded and said: "I can sense the 'emotions' of the evil spirits here. It was the 'offense' of the old man inside that made the evil spirits roar in anger, and then they also had some kind of attraction in the outside world, causing the evil spirits to find an outlet and be pulled upward. The space didn't collapse, and our efforts were not in vain."
Sisi said: "Is this situation okay? At least we won't be blown to death by the space collapse first."
Zhao Changhe said: "This sword energy and evil spirit condensed into a stream. It doesn't look like it will spread to Gusu. At most, it will rush to the sword pool? As long as the people outside can limit this gathering sword energy..."
Sisi sighed: "It seems so, but there are two problems."
"What?"
"First, if Maitreya comes, the Tang family may be finished. Who will restrain this sword energy? Maitreya?"
"… "
"Secondly..." Sisi's voice was almost forced out from between her teeth: "Since the space didn't collapse, and only the sword energy rushed out... then how can we leave here!"
Zhao Changhe slowly stood up and took a deep breath: "Since it's just a sword-shaped evil spirit... when it rushes up, can't we just follow behind and ride on it?"
Sisi's eyes widened: "You're crazy! Why would I need sword energy to kill you? The bloody evil spirit surrounding you alone can make any living creature close to you... uh..."
"Yes, ordinary creatures may not be able to get close to such a dense and concentrated evil spirit, but this is what I practice." Zhao Changhe opened his arms: "As long as you dare to hide in my arms, I dare to take you out."
Sisi felt that this was the most unfair thing she had ever done in her life... She had been looking for the so-called evil treasure from beginning to end, but ended up being brought to a deadly place from which she could not escape. She got into a fight with someone in a daze, got nothing in return, and was even hugged by someone.
Where is the treasure and what am I here for
Zhao Changhe seemed to see what she was thinking, and whispered: "The entrance is clear, and now the exit may also be opened by this sword energy... As long as we don't die this time, can't we come again in the future?"
Sisi said: "In the future, either the Maitreya Sect will wreak havoc here, or you and the Tang family will take control of this place and kick me out."
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "You own half of this place. Even if Tang Wanzhuang comes and dares not give you a share, I will turn against her."
"What's the point of turning against him? Who are you? The Tang family might even kick you out, idiot..." Sisi pouted and muttered, but finally said nothing more. She carefully moved closer and huddled in his bloody arms.
Zhao Changhe raised his head to look at the sky. The ancient sword shape was finally completely solidified. Then, it soared into the sky surrounded by blood.
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