Zongwu: The Rise of the Little People

Chapter 157: Continuous Competition

The day is fine.

Zhao Xu closed the door and refused visitors.

Meditate in the yard and recuperate quietly.

A sound suddenly came into his ears through the wall.

The next moment, Zhao Xu's sitting figure disappeared.

"'Earth Sword' Song Zhi!"

Outside the wall, Zhao Xu recognized the person at a glance.

"Meet 'Master Yu Jian'!"

Song Zhi behaved neither humbly nor arrogantly, yet he was extremely respectful to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu nodded, and then said:

"Senior 'Tian Dao' wants to see me!"

Before Song Zhi could respond, a voice rang in Zhao Xu's ears:

"I'll be waiting twenty miles south of the city!"

"senior!"

Zhao Xu let out a long roar and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared high in the sky outside the city.

"Zhi!"

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

The long sword in the house was unsheathed, and it followed closely with the sound of a dragon's roar.

Song Zhi was left alone, standing there in a daze, shaking his head and smiling bitterly:

"This brother really can't wait even a little bit!"

Soon, Zhao Xu, guided by a ray of sword intent, flew into a bamboo forest.

Before he could stand still, a powerful sword intent suddenly pressed down on him.

"Qiang!"

The sound of sword ringing rang out, and the long sword cut through the void and hung in front of Zhao Xu.

The sword intent soared into the air, competing with the knife intent.

a long time.

The sword intent was restrained.

"Good sword intention!"

At this moment, Zhao Xu finally saw this man, who could be said to be the most perfect man in the Sui Dynasty.

He is as handsome as jade, tall and sturdy, with a delicate face and facial features that are simply perfect to the extreme.

However, those few gray hairs separate him from the young.

As a warrior, what Zhao Xu was most concerned about was naturally the ancient black long sword in his hand, Narcissus.

"Good knife!"

"I have seen another good sword before."

"Oh?" Zhao Xu's words aroused Song Que's interest. He quickly asked, "What knife?"

Zhao Xu's face was calm as he replied, "Ba Dao!"

"Boom!"

Upon hearing this, Song Que's emotions were shaken, affecting the heaven and earth.

"How is Yueshan now?"

Zhao Xu showed a trace of longing and replied:

"Senior Yue Shan passed away many years ago, but I have helped Fairy Qingxuan complete the task he entrusted to her."

"Tianjun Xi Ying has apologized in front of the senior's tomb!"

There was a wave in Song Que's eyes, as if he was recalling the people and things he encountered when he was young and wandering around the world.

In the first half of Song Que's life, there were two women with whom he had the closest relationships: Bi Xiuxin and Fan Qinghui.

After Bi Xiuxin's death, he chased Shi Zhixuan alone, which shows the friendship between the two.

Fan Qinghui met Song Que, who was traveling around the world in his youth, at the source of the Yangtze River, and the two fell in love.

Unfortunately, the two sides have different ideas.

Both of them are outstanding people in the world. They put their own ideals above everything else and decisively cut off their romantic ties.

After that, Song Que returned to Lingnan, set up a knife-grinding hall, and devoted himself to the way of the sword. Unless there was something important, he rarely walked around in the martial arts world.

Nowadays, few people in the martial arts world know the true strength of Tiandao Song Que.

Zhao Xu knew that among the three supreme grandmasters who appeared that night, the one with the sword intent across the sky was Tian Dao.

Song Que showed a hint of smile on his face, and looked at Zhao Xu with even more admiration.

"Qingxuan must be Xiuxin's daughter!"

"That's right." Zhao Xu nodded in reply.

Song Que smiled even more widely. Today he heard the best news in more than ten years.

"You are very good!" After saying that, he drew out the long sword in his hand and continued:

"The three of us have a plan, and each of us will spar with you on one move!"

As soon as Song Que finished speaking, several figures appeared in the distance.

Zhao Xu was already familiar with the evil king Shi Zhixuan and the wanderer Ning Daoqi.

He placed his focus on Master Yijian Fu Cailin and Martial Arts Master Bi Xuan.

Fu Cailin held a long sword in his hand, and his facial features were completely different from Song Que's.

A face full of flaws does not look out of place, but instead gives people a sense of mystery. This is the power of spiritual practice.

A young woman followed behind him, looking at Zhao Xu with curiosity.

She was Fu Jun'er, the disciple of Fu Cailin who had appeared in Manqingyuan.

Not far away from Fu Cailin, Martial Master Bi Xuan was holding the Moon Wolf Spear, exuding a terrifying aura.

His bronze skin, majestic body and broad hands make him look powerful and as immovable as a mountain.

Following behind him was also a person who had also appeared in Manqingyuan, his eldest disciple Yan Huifeng.

Zhao Xu took a quick look and found that all the known supreme figures of the Sui Dynasty appeared here.

He must practice with the three people he has never fought with before he can gain everyone's approval.

Understanding everything, Zhao Xu no longer hesitated and moved his right hand slightly.

"Qiang!"

The long sword suspended in the air made a slight sound and appeared in his hand.

"Senior, please!"

With his sword raised, Zhao Xu challenged his opponent to a fight.

"it is good!"

Song Que looked excited and gripped his long sword tightly.

The next moment, the world suddenly fell into deathly silence.

In the sunlight, all expressions on Song Que's face completely disappeared, all emotions faded away, and he was almost like a god.

There is nothing else but the knife.

A fatal chill rose in Zhao Xu's heart.

In an instant, his Vajra Indestructible Magical Skill was passively triggered and he transformed into a golden body.

The long sword in his hand trembled, and the majestic sword intent rose.

Song Que's achievement in artistic conception is slightly inferior to Ning Daoqi's.

However, the sword's killing power was strong, so it oppressed Zhao Xu even more.

As the saying goes, there is motivation only when there is pressure. Zhao Xujian's sword intention continued to make progress under such circumstances.

During this period, Zhao Xu was both in pain and happy.

The constant fighting was tiring, but he made great progress.

Especially in the relatively weak understanding of artistic conception.

Now, his sword power has reached the peak of minor success, and major success is just around the corner.

Ning Daoqi and his companions have been at the level of supreme grandmaster for decades, and their artistic conception has surpassed the great success and entered perfection.

They are the benchmarks for Zhao Xu's artistic conception.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Sword rose up, accompanied by a sound of sword sounds. Within a radius of dozens of miles, a cold light flashed through the hearts of all people.

In Luoyang City, ordinary people just felt cold and shivered.

Some martial arts masters have already noticed that another supreme master is making a move.

In response, they could only smile bitterly in their hearts.

Facing the sharp edge of the Heavenly Sword, the sword light flashes that cuts through the heaven and earth, and its sharpness strikes directly into the heart.

"what!"

Zhao Xu's face was solemn and he did not dodge or evade.

next moment.

"boom!"

Swords and sabers intertwined

Both sides tried their best to restrain their strength.

How could the collision of swords with the most lethal power be completely silent?

The powerful energy exploded and rose up, ready to disperse in all directions.

With so many supreme masters gathered at the scene, they would naturally not let the noise spread.

Ning Daoqi and the other three appeared in four directions in a trance.

They just flashed by for a moment and returned to where they were the next moment.

Soon, the energy dissipated and the scene returned to calm.

Zhao Xu and Song Que stood together.

Zhao Xu's clothes were a little torn, but the faint golden light flashing inside showed that he was not injured.

After one move of fighting, Zhao Xu was both defeated and not defeated.

His sword power is indeed no match for the Heavenly Sword power now, but his strong defense makes him as stable as a rock.

"Indestructible, really amazing!" Song Que praised.

Zhao Xu's achievements in this regard are amazing.

Then, Song Que put away the celestial being.

The figure moved and appeared in the distance.

next moment.

"Oh!"

A figure,

From the sky!

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