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Chapter 574 Fire Phoenix

Miaoyinhai didn't want to go, but she didn't dare.

The man in front of him was Fu Yun's so-called Senior Brother Bai, also the world-famous Mr. Six of the academy. The Demonized Yan Hui, who was unable to gain the upper hand even after being besieged by a group of great masters, was crippled by this man with one sword. Even if there were ten of him, they would not be able to defeat him.

What's even more outrageous is that he was still in the sixth level of heaven when the fighting broke out at Shengci Temple. How come he said he was in the seventh level of heaven after being locked in the bronze bell for a short while?

Could that clock be some kind of magic weapon?

Miaoyinhai obediently gathered up the ashes of Pandita, found a clean jar in Shengci Temple to put them in, and then found a cow horn that was almost broken into pieces in the ashes.

"It's still shiny even though it's rotten like this. It looks like a treasure. You are all Tibetans. You decide how to deal with it."

Zhao Yushu took a look, then walked out of Shengci Temple with King Kong's body on his back. Looking at the bodies lying in disorder outside, he sighed and said, "Brother Bujie, please bring some monks to bury them."

Bujie nodded: "You go and do your work, I'll take care of it here."

After struggling for most of the day, when Zhao Yushu walked out of the mountain gate, the sun was setting, the west was a fiery red, the clouds were layered, and the sky was flying like a phoenix.

Zhao Yushu's heart was shocked and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Your master is here."

Not long after leaving Shengci Temple, Zhao Yushu suddenly stopped and looked towards the sky. A person in white robes fell from the sky.

The leader is gone, Dugu Sword Master is gone, and King Puxian has become much bolder. At least now he feels that he can walk around Yizhou with ease.

Last night he was forced to retreat by two juniors from the sixth and seventh heavens, and today he was nearly killed in battle by Wu Ziteng from the ninth heaven. As a god of the plateau, the oldest inner scene in Tubo, and a Bodhisattva worshipped by millions of creatures, it was difficult for King Samantabhadra to swallow this humiliation.

"Master!"

Saraswati ran over without hesitation and offered the Pandita’s ashes with both hands.

Zhao Yushu put down King Kong's body and grasped the cold iron sword inserted in Avalon.

Since receiving Avalon's approval, the scabbard no longer resisted.

"I recognize your sword. You are not from the underworld."

"Did I ever say I was from the underworld?"

Miao Yinhai hurriedly whispered: "He is the sixth teacher of the academy, Zhao Yushu."

King Puxian paused and snorted, "He is just trying to be clever."

Zhao Yushu also chuckled: "It's nothing like your great wisdom of wavering between the two sides. Oh, by the way, I heard that you were beaten away by Senior Brother Wu. Is that true?"

Puxian Wang's old face immediately turned red: "Zhao Yushu, look up."

Zhao Yushu raised his head: "Well, the setting sun is very beautiful, what's wrong?"

"There is no Heavenly Sword."

Zhao Yushu let out a long "oh" as if he suddenly realized something: "Ten breaths."

"what?"

"You can't take me down in ten breaths. You'll die even without the Heavenly Sword. Why don't you try?"

King Samantabhadra laughed out of anger. Since when did any youngster dare to be so arrogant?

"I have never heard that the Seventh Heaven can kill Neijing!"

King Samantabhadra took one step at a time, and lotus flowers blossomed. When he said the word "inner scene", he was already in front of Zhao Yushu, with his finger pointing directly at Zhao Yushu's forehead.

He had chosen the wrong side again. He had believed that the Tang Dynasty had the upper hand, so he asked his disciple to contact Li Qi in an attempt to side with Chang'an. Later, when he saw that the leader had a meticulous plan and Yizhou was about to be destroyed, he turned to the underworld. However, he did not expect Yan Hui to be so incompetent that he was killed by several juniors. He had ended up in a bad situation on both sides. It would be impossible for him to preach in the Central Plains in the future. He had already offended him to death, so he might as well kill this so-called Mr. Six before he grew up.

His finger pointed at the scabbard. Zhao Yushu might not be good at other things, but his speed and reaction were definitely first-rate.

"Back to you!"

The cold iron sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the sword tip, mixed with the spiritual power of Samantabhadra King's finger just now, swept across and collided fiercely with the finger that Samantabhadra King had just pointed out.

Zhao Yushu took several steps back, while King Puxian stood still, looking at the finger in surprise.

The wind from his fingers was completely neutralized, and the opponent's sword force even continued unabated, cutting his fingers.

In a head-on confrontation, the one who got hurt was actually me? !

"Two breaths, time is running out."

Zhao Yushu chuckled and put away his sword, then pointed at King Puxian from a distance and said, "What Avalon fears least is an opponent like you who doesn't have a strong instant burst of energy. He can suck your spiritual power and return it to you. If you keep wasting your energy like this, I can kill you even if you have an inner world. Besides, do you really think I was joking when I said ten breaths?"

"It turns out it's the scabbard that holds the sword."

King Samantabhadra was at least an internal figure. If he still couldn't see that there was something wrong with Avalon at this time, he would have died eight hundred times already.

"See how much you can suck!"

"grass!"

Zhao Yushu dodged in a panic, using the Shadow Step and Thunder Step at the same time. If King Puxian was using a pistol just now, he had now switched to a machine gun.

After Avalon took two breaths, he began to tremble. Zhao Yushu had no choice but to draw his sword again. A subtle shadow flashed in the sword light of the Cold Iron Sword, and with the help of the discord between heaven and earth, he barely forced King Puxian back a few steps. But seeing how calm the old man looked, a machine gun fire was not a big pressure for him.

"Mr. Liu, the ten breaths are almost up, and I am still waiting to die in your hands."

Without the Heavenly Sword, I can wait for a hundred breaths, let alone ten. I just want to see how long you can hold on.

Zhao Yushu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he was fast, he was still hit by a finger.

"One arrow pierces the clouds, thousands of troops come to meet you, wait for death!"

King Puxian frowned. What was he talking about? Could it be that Mr. Liu from the academy was a lunatic? But it was not impossible. After all, the most powerful master of Tianji Pavilion was a complete lunatic.

However, the next moment, King Samantabhadra's face changed drastically. He turned his head to look inside the city. The fire phoenix in the west seemed to come alive.

The breath of the interior scene hits you in the face.

"If you dare to run, I will beat your apprentice."

Zhao Yushu pointed his sword and Miao Yinhai almost cried.

Of course she knew that what Zhao Yushu said was nonsense. No matter how shameless the Sixth Master of the Academy was, he would not really take his anger out on a small fry like her, not to mention that he called her his sister-in-law. But she knew that her master would not think so.

King Samantabhadra hesitated only for a moment, without even looking at Miaoyinhai. White lotuses blossomed all over his body, and he soared into the air, ready to flee far away the next moment.

"How dare you hesitate?"

Zhao Yushu sneered, and King Puxian felt his leg tighten, as if a short sword was firmly tied to his leg.

Chengying couldn't break Neijing's defense for the time being, but he could still hold him back for a moment.

But for the fire phoenix in the west, a moment was enough.

The lotus flowers withered, and a scorching breath came over like an overwhelming force. King Samantabhadra's face trembled from the hot wind, and then a pink fist hit him hard in the face.

Zhao Yushu slapped Miao Yinhai on the shoulder and said, "If you don't want to die, then bow."

After saying that, he immediately bowed and said, "Junior Brother Zhao Yushu, greetings to Second Senior Sister."

The God of the Plateau was lying on the ground, with a boot on his snow-white robe. Li Li glanced at Zhao Yushu coldly: "Are you going to ask me why I arrived just now?"