"Peak Master Zhao Ming, I'm sure you won't be stingy with your teachings?”
Mad Sword stared at Reverend Zhao Ming and said.
Everyone in the world knew that Reverend Zhao Ming was injured.
It was also because of this that he deliberately challenged Reverend Zhao Ming!
No one knew how much strength Reverend Zhao Ming still had under such injuries.
The battle with Zhuang Mingzhu was his 99th battle!
He wanted to defeat Perfected Zhao Ming and complete his hundredth battle. He wanted to win every battle!
He was confident that Reverend Zhao Ming might not be able to defeat him with his injuries!
Reverend Zhao Ming was sitting in a wheelchair and was silent.
He thought for a moment and was about to stand up when he coughed out blood.
"Hmm? Is he dying?"
Mad Sword frowned.
"Don't insult my father!"
Zhao Wan 'er was furious when she heard this. She took a step forward and charged towards Jian Kuang!
"Wan Er!"
When Perfected Zhao Ming saw this, he immediately became anxious, but anger attacked his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood!
"And who are you?"
Crazy Sword looked at Zhao Wan 'er, who was charging at him, and casually swept the broadsword in his hand.
Boom!
In an instant, Zhao Wan 'er was sent flying by the sword. The bones in her right arm, which was holding the sword, were all shattered, and her face was as pale as paper.
"This brat is so brave!"
At this moment, Reverend Zhao Ming was completely furious!
The aura of a sword cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm rose from Master Zhao Ming!
The sword in Reverend Zhao Ming's hand buzzed and emitted a biting cold killing intent!
In the sky, thunder exploded!
The world was filled with killing intent!
The Sword Sect disciples at the side were shocked when they saw this!
At this moment, they realized that the Ninth Peak Master, who had lost his power, was still the Great Swordsman at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm!
"Oh no, I've made this old fellow's hair stand.”
Crazy Sword's heart skipped a beat.
Although he was arrogant and aggressive, he was not stupid.
If Reverend Zhao Ming disregarded his injuries and killed him, there was only one outcome for him, and that was death!
A great sword cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm was not someone he could resist.
"Senior Zhao Ming, I was careless and accidentally hurt your daughter. I apologize.”
"Junior will take his leave first."
After saying that, Crazy Sword hurriedly left the mountain.
If this old fellow really killed him without caring about his injuries, he would have no place to cry.
It was better to leave first.
Just as Perfected Zhao Ming was about to attack, the Sword Sect Master Zhuang Changhe shook his head at him and said,
"Zhao Ming, forget it. If we really kill this person, we'll be in big trouble.”
Perfected Zhao Ming let out a long sigh when he heard this, and his aura gradually withdrew.
His face turned even more sallow.
Clearly, the price he paid for using his strength just now was not small.
His lifespan, which was already running out, was reduced by a lot again.
......
......
Thinking of the Cliff.
Xu Tian's eyes flickered as he hesitated.
He was adopted by Perfected Zhao Ming since he was young, and Perfected Zhao Ming treated him like his own and brought him on the path of cultivation.
Zhao Wan 'er viewed him as her elder brother, and they shared a deep relationship.
Although he had transmigrated, he had received the memories of this body, so he more or less had feelings.
Moreover, he had promised Zhao Wan 'er that he would protect her.
"Forget it."
Sighing lightly, Xu Tian used his Breath Holding Technique to blur his face and took a step forward.
Boom!
At this moment, Xu Tian's figure was still on the Cliff of Reflection.
In the next moment, Xu Tian was already a hundred miles away from the Cliff of Reflection!
.......
On a small road outside the Long River Sword Sect.
Crazy Sword was walking quickly.
"Zhao Ming, that old fellow, is quite strong. Unfortunately, he won't live for long.”
Mad Sword muttered softly.
The scene of Reverend Zhao Ming revealing his aura and surging killing intent towards him still left him with lingering fear.
"However, this Long River Sword Sect is indeed trash. There's not a single one who can fight. How boring.”
Crazy Sword said as he moved forward.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked up.
He saw a tall and straight figure wearing a white robe passed down by the ordinary disciples of the Long River Sword Sect. His face was blurry, as if he was separated by a layer of fog. He was standing in front of him.
"People from the Long River Sword Sect? When did it appear?"
Crazy Sword's pupils constricted.
Xu Tian's expression was calm as he stepped into the void.
call
A gentle breeze accompanied him as it blew away from behind him. Traces of invisible pressure formed a powerful sense of oppression that spread from his body to the surroundings.
"Break your arm and I'll let you go.”Xu Tian said calmly.
The invisible pressure on his body instantly made Jian Kuang's expression turn solemn.
The person in front of him seemed to be a disciple of the Long River Sword Sect, but he was completely different from the disciples of the Long River Sword Sect just now!
There was a connection between experts.
Jian Kuang could clearly sense that the person in front of him was very, very strong!
It was so strong that he felt suffocated!
However, not only was Jian Kuang not afraid, but sparks of excitement surged in his eyes!
" You, what did you just say?!"
His condition was completely off. His eyes were bloodshot, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf.
He wasn't afraid. There wasn't even a hint of fear on his face.
There was only fanaticism!
"This is the feeling, hahahaha! This is the feeling I want! Chief disciple? Saintess? They're all trash!"
"I'm really, really excited! So excited, so excited "
"It's about to explode! Hahahaha!"
In an instant, he let out a low growl and stomped his foot heavily. Immediately, he shot out like a cannonball and slashed down at Xu Tian!
"Come on! Let me see your strength!"
" Tyrant Sword Path, slash!!!"
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