Clang!
Zhou Zhao's face was filled with purple qi. His slender and fair hand flicked his finger, and the sword that was originally close to him was instantly tilted to the other side. Immediately after, Zhou Zhao grabbed the hand of the newcomer. With a shake of his strength, a woman's muffled groan sounded, and a figure in a white dress immediately fell to the ground.
Holding the sharp longsword in his hand, Zhou Zhao looked at the woman who had already fainted from the shock of his true energy. The woman was dressed in a white dress. She had a graceful figure and beautiful looks. Her long hair was like a waterfall that reached her waist. She looked elegant and elegant.
But at the same time, Zhou Zhao noticed that this woman's white dress, her face covered in dirt and dust, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. She seemed to have suffered internal injuries, and it was clear that she was in a rather sorry state.
"Tsk!"
Zhou Zhao gently waved the long sword in his hand again. With a light swipe, the wood on the side of the corridor was instantly cut off. The cut was smooth and effortless.
This was really a sword that could cut through iron like mud. It looked like it was indeed Heavenly Sword!
Zhou Zhao's expression did not change. The scabbard that was still in the woman's left hand suddenly floated up into the air. After putting Heavenly Sword back into the scabbard and placing it beside him, Zhou Zhao continued to close his eyes and cultivate again.
After an unknown period of time, the sky gradually brightened. Clouds filled the sky, and the radiance of the great sun shone down on the capital.
At this moment, the eyelashes of the woman who had been sleeping on the ground for the entire night trembled slightly. Not long after, she finally opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar courtyard in front of her. The woman was first stunned, then her expression changed drastically as she hurriedly looked around.
Suddenly, she stopped. She saw a handsome Daoist priest with sparkling skin sitting cross-legged in the corridor. He seemed to be cultivating.
At this moment, she remembered that she had managed to escape with her master's help last night, but she had suffered internal injuries. The poison of the Ten Fragrance Tendon Softening Powder had not been cured. She had wanted to climb over the wall to avoid the pursuers, but as soon as she entered, she saw a Taoist priest cultivating. She was about to take him hostage, but she did not expect that she would be instantly knocked unconscious by the other party.
However, now that he saw the person in person, he realized that not only was the other party very young, but his cultivation was also extremely high. He did not know which sect he was from. He had never heard of him before.
The woman then looked at Heavenly Sword, which was placed beside the Daoist priest, before she stood up with difficulty and cupped her hands towards Zhou Zhao."Emei Sect's Zhou Zhiruo greets this Senior Brother. Last night, I was in a hurry and offended you. I hope Senior Brother can forgive me!”
After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Zhou Zhao slowly stopped his cultivation this time. He felt the true qi filling his dantian, and his heart was filled with joy. He was one step closer to the eighth level of the Violet Cloud Divine Art.
"Are you Zhou Zhiruo?"
Even if Zhou Zhao had already guessed it in his heart, he could not help but glance at the woman again.
"I heard that the people of the six great sects were captured by the young princess of Prince Ruyang. I didn't expect you to actually escape. It really wasn't easy.”
Zhou Zhao also didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to escape on her own. This had already deviated from the plot that Zhou Zhao was familiar with.
However, it was still normal. After all, in the previous world of Proud Swordsman, the characters in it had also inexplicably come to the Desolate Temple. The later plot could no longer be determined by what they knew before.
"I was just lucky!"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes dimmed, but she was slightly relieved at that moment. It seemed like the Daoist priest before her was also an expert from the Chinese server and did not have any ill intentions toward her.?
"If Miss Zhou has nowhere to go, you can rest here for the time being.”
Zhou Zhao nodded at Zhou Zhiruo. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the front yard. A woman's voice sounded,"Daoist Priest Little Zhou, the breakfast is here!”
"Sorry to trouble Aunt Li. Can you help that girl find another set of clothes and boil some water for her to bathe?”
Zhou Zhao opened the door, and what greeted his eyes was a middle-aged woman with a kind face and gentle eyes. This was a short-term worker hired by Zhou Zhao. He lived in a small alley not far from Zhou Zhao's courtyard and contracted Zhou Zhao's meals and some chores.
As he spoke, Zhou Zhao handed over a silver bean. Aunt Li looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was not far away. Although she was puzzled as to why a beautiful woman had appeared in the small courtyard overnight, she did not ask much and hurriedly took the silver bean."What's so difficult about that? Thank you for the reward, little Taoist priest. I'll go and prepare it now.”
After another two hours, Zhou Zhiruo finally came out of the shower again. She wore a light green dress, and her black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin. Her face was beautiful and radiant.
After Zhou Zhiruo thanked Zhou Zhao, Aunt Li made another set of food and brought it over. Zhou Zhiruo was currently eating her meal. She looked at the young Daoist priest in the courtyard, who was slowly dancing his sword and stretching his muscles. Only then did her anxious heart feel a little more at ease.
"What sword technique is this?"
Zhou Zhiruo looked at the Taoist priest's sword dance, and she couldn't help but have a thought. Although she was still young, as a member of a prestigious sect, she had extensive knowledge. However, this sword technique did not match the martial arts of the sect that she was familiar with. The young Taoist priest in front of her only said that he came from a small Taoist temple and was probably not famous. It seemed that it was true.
The Evil-Warding Sword Art was indeed ordinary when used normally. Only when one practiced the Evil-Warding Art, which greatly increased one's power and allowed one to move as fast as a ghost, could the Evil-Warding Sword Art's strangeness and exquisiteness be displayed.
Of course, with Zhou Zhao's current cultivation, the lethality was equally terrifying. After all, Zhou Zhao had already reached the level of a top-notch expert. He might not be able to use all the martial arts in the world, but he could still reproduce 70 - 80% of the power.
If he used the Evil-Warding Sword Art with psychokinesis, he would surpass anyone. Even the creator of the Evil-Warding Sword Art would not be his match. After all, the human body held a sword, so how could it be as strange and profound as a flying sword?
Bang! Bang!
"Open the door, open the door. The government is looking for a criminal. Open the door and accept the search!”
Just as Zhou Zhiruo was deep in thought, she suddenly heard banging sounds coming from the front yard's door. It wasn't just the banging sounds. She could also hear the banging sounds coming from the doors of several houses not far away.
"They're chasing after us!"
Zhou Zhiruo's heart thumped. Just as she was about to get up and hide, a loud bang rang out. The door's bolt was broken, and several Mongolian soldiers in armor and sabers rushed in.
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