Zongwu: The Rise of the Little People

A promise of one move.

Zhao Xu agreed.

"Borrow the sword and use it!"

Then he let out a long howl.

"Zhi!"

At the same time, a disciple from Baichuan Academy not far away drew his sword with a bang. With the sword whistling and the dragon roaring, the long sword flew across the air and into Zhao Xu's hands.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

With the long sword in hand, its sharpness is fully revealed.

"Go ahead!" Amid the sound of swords, Zhao Xu casually challenged the opponent, fully displaying his sword skills.

The sword intent was flying in the air, and on Qingyuan Mountain, many long swords were ringing continuously.

"Sword Immortal!" Everyone present was touched and impressed by such grace. In a trance, they seemed to see the figure from ten years ago. No, this person was even more graceful and elegant.

"Is this the true way of swordsmanship?" Fang Duobing held down the trembling Erya in his hand and muttered to himself as he looked at Zhao Xu, who seemed to be the lord of ten thousand swords.

"Let's work together!" As Zhao Xu shouted, Ji Hanfu immediately realized how terrifying the other party was and proposed immediately.

They had all known each other for many years, and as soon as Ji Hanfo said it, the other five immediately agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Baichuan Courtyard suddenly became turbulent.

The momentum of the six paths rose, and as the energies converged, an even more powerful force emerged.

"Celestial Realm, you are very good!" Zhao Xu sensed the aura. Among the six auras, five people were pointing at Xuan, ranging from the initial entry to the peak. Only Ji Hanfo showed the Celestial Realm at this moment.

With this state of mind, he forced the remaining five people to merge the power of heaven and earth, allowing the six of them to join forces and increase their power to a higher level, reaching the combat power of Li and Di.

Ji Han, Fo Bi, Bai Shi and the other three were not surprised when they saw the realm of Buddha's celestial phenomena. It was obvious that they had known about it before.

Xiao Zijin had a different feeling at this moment.

In the past, when the Si Gu Sect was under the control of the three sect masters, he was only inferior to Li Xiangyi and Shan Gudao.

Now, this Ji Hanfo has quietly surpassed himself and reached the celestial realm.

"Zijin, concentrate!" Qiao Wanwan didn't have much thought about the strength displayed by Ji Hanfo. When she saw that Xiao Zijin's expression was not right, she thought that the other party was distracted because of the injury in the fight with Zhao Xu, so she reminded him immediately.

"This Xiao Zijin is so narrow-minded!" Those who are involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. Zhao Xu and Xiao Yuer and others easily understood Xiao Zijin's thoughts.

"I didn't expect that among the people of Si Gumen, it was the quiet Ji Hanfo who achieved the highest achievement!" Even Di Feisheng was a little surprised at this moment.

"Late bloomers, that's what people like him are like!" Li Lianhua smiled slightly. Ji Hanfo is the oldest and is now nearly fifty years old.

This attack was considered the peak combat power of the Da Xi Dynasty. Although it was only in the build-up phase, it was already dazzling to many martial artists.

"That's interesting!" Zhao Xu nodded, approving of the attack, and at the same time, he unfolded the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, Baichuan Courtyard became unusually quiet, and then the sound of rushing water could be heard coming from Zhao Xu's body.

Then, vital energy poured in, true energy poured out, and sword intent emerged. Thousands of sword energies formed around Zhao Xu's body, flowing like a river, continuously.

"The river between the two worlds is vast and boundless. I can't forget the first time I saw it, and I always learn something from it!" Zhao Xu's voice was clear and spread throughout Qingyuan Mountain.

"Fang Duobing, we have been together for so long, today I will give you the sword of flowing water!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust out a sword.

The sword energy was tranquil at first, like a quiet river, and then it quickly changed into a raging wave, flowing thousands of miles, endlessly.

"Block it!" Ji Hanfo sensed the power of the sword and shouted loudly. He gathered the power of six people and slapped out with one palm. A giant palm of true energy turned into a great wall, blocking the front.

"Rumble..."

The water flows endlessly and the roar never stops.

"Quiet, turbulent, changing randomly, moving at will, what a good sword!" Di Feisheng praised Zhao Xu's sword after seeing it.

"It's a good sword!" Xiao Yuer has always trusted Zhao Xu.

“The sword of flowing water, Fang Duobing, you have to study it more in the future, there is a big trick behind this sword!” Li Lianhua is a master of swordsmanship. He has witnessed Zhao Xu’s battle in the East China Sea. The sword pierced through the river for dozens of miles. It was truly amazing at this moment.

The confrontation was fierce and noisy, but it did not cause much damage.

With just a thought from Zhao Xu, many destructive storms were eliminated.

A moment later, Ji Hanfo and the other six had fallen to the ground, looking quite embarrassed.

The outcome is clear at a glance.

Zhao Xu was calm and composed. It was as it should be after defeating six people. What he was challenging now was himself, and his control over the attack.

"Qiang!"

With a sound of sword ringing, the long sword in Zhao Xu's hand returned to its original position in an instant.

The sound of the sword also woke up Ji Hanfo and the other six people. They stood up quickly, looked at each other, and felt themselves. Apart from their ragged clothes, they were not injured at all.

"Young Master's Sword, I want to try it!" Zhao Xu did not give them time to think, he directly pulled off the flowered silk and said loudly.

"It's only been a short while since the incense stick was halfway through, and you..." Although he was no match for him, Xiao Zijin hated Zhao Xu very much and wanted to use the rules to disgust him.

He had just said half of his words when his eyes met the incense burner. He became speechless as if he had eaten something, and his face instantly turned red.

"The incense has burned out!" Zhao Xu suppressed his smile and said softly, pointing at the incense burner.

Everyone looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts that Zhao Xu's methods were unpredictable!

"In that case, please try your sword, sir!" After a moment of calm, Qiao Wanwan came forward and agreed to let Zhao Xu try his sword.

"It's still Miss Qiao, you are sensible and reasonable, unlike someone else!" Zhao Xu bowed and praised Qiao Wanwan while secretly nodding Xiao Zijin.

The setting sun shines on the young master.

"Zhi!"

Zhao Xu did not hesitate at all, he took out the sword and drew it in one go.

"What a sword!"

"As expected of you, Young Master, the best swordsman in Daxi!"

……

Before the real master could speak, a group of martial artists were blinded by the cold light of the sword and began to praise it highly.

"What else do you have to say!" Xiao Zijin suddenly felt that she straightened her back again and questioned Zhao Xu directly.

"Li Lianhua, look!" Zhao Xu completely ignored Xiao Zijin's barking, and the long sword in his hand seemed to have eyes and flew into Li Lianhua's hand.

With the long sword raised horizontally, Li Lianhua fell into memories of the past. Just this moment of figure made the old friends on the stage shrink their pupils, as if they saw that person's figure in a trance.

"Brother, he..." Shi Shui opened his mouth immediately but was stopped by Ji Hanfo.

"This sword is too new!" After thinking for a moment, Li Lianhua came to his senses and threw the sword back to Zhao Xu.

"What a pity such a famous sword!" Zhao Xu held the sword in one hand, sighed, and then exerted his strength.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Before anyone could react, the sword broke into three parts and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked. The six old friends from the Sigumen immediately stepped down from the stage and came to the Shengjian arena.

"How dare you destroy the sword!" Xiao Zijin shouted loudly, and the others also looked very unhappy.

"Young Master?" Zhao Xu chuckled, and then continued: "It is a top-level treasure weapon, almost spiritual. How can such a good sword be defeated by a burst of strength?"

"The hilt of the sword is intact. Have you drunk blood?"