"The two of you, take my sword together."
"You can still stand up. Your strength is not bad.”
"You have the qualifications to be a guard under my sect.”
" Alright." Zhao Hao nodded indifferently." If you agree, I'll teach you the move just now."”
“！！！”
“！！！”
“！！！”
When these words came out, everyone present was shocked.
People in the pugilistic world paid the most attention to face.
It was true that Zhao Hao had defeated the barbarian monk and barbarian with one sword strike, but it was too humiliating for him to have two top-notch experts as his guards.
However, the result was beyond their expectations.
The young monk and the Khitan barbarian looked at each other and nodded at the same time."We agree."
"Holy Monk! Think twice!"
"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated!"
"At most, we'll fight with you!”
"If a real man dies, then he dies. How can he live in this world?”
Many foreign barbarians were extremely excited.
He wanted to rush up and die for the two of them.
"A bunch of idiots."
The Khitan barbarian sneered and rolled his eyes. He staggered toward the collapsed city wall.
Most of the barbarians were furious.
"Patrons, please calm down.”
"Donor Ye Lui and I are not weaker than Wanyan Jin Dan.”
"Almsgiver Li was able to defeat the two of us with a single sword strike. His strength is definitely not something that ordinary Peerless Realm experts can compare to.”
"According to my speculation."
"Almsgiver Li is only one step away from becoming a demigod.”
"Perhaps it would be more accurate to call him a half-step Divine Immortal.”
"Unless there are tens of thousands of heavy cavalrymen forming a battle formation to attack, or if the land immortals personally take action, no one can even dream of killing Almsgiver Li.”
"Donors, please listen to me," the young monk said calmly."Don't die in vain."”
"Why are you talking to these idiots?”
"If they want to die, let them go quickly.”
The Khitan barbarian picked up the fallen mace and looked up at Zhao Hao.""We agreed that if I survived your attack, you would have to teach me the technique you used to kill the golden marble.”
"Sure."
Zhao Hao nodded slightly.
The elderly God of Swords wished that every sincere swordsman in the world would know the Two-Sleeved Green Snake.
This barbarian was not a swordsman, but he was sincere enough to pass it to him without any problems.
At most, he could just throw away the spiked club and switch to sword cultivation.
"Donor Ye Lui is able to learn two sword styles, and I don't want to be under someone else.”
"Almsgiver Li, I want to learn too," the young monk said with a smile.”
"That works too."
Zhao Hao nodded again.
"Then I'll thank you in advance.”
The young monk looked happy and gestured at the Khitan barbarian, telling him to forget about surpassing him.
"Idiot."
The Khitan barbarian turned his head away.
"The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever."
"Friends, if fate permits, we will meet again."
Zhao Hao turned around and jumped off the city wall. With a few light steps, he appeared several miles away.
The young monk and the Khitan barbarian quickly followed.
"Farewell, Green Lotus Sword Immortal!"
"Farewell, Green Lotus Sword Immortal!"
"Farewell, Green Lotus Sword Immortal!"
Hundreds of Great Song swordsmen bowed to send Zhao Hao off.
Their hearts burned with unprecedented pride.
Perhaps this battle would become the most bragging thing in their lives.
On the other hand, most of the foreign barbarians were dejected as they turned around and walked out of Zhending Prefecture.
……
On the peak of a small mountain.
Zhao Hao sat cross-legged on a huge rock.
The young monk and the Khitan barbarian chased after them, panting.
"You guys are too slow."
"Take these two Recover Pills to treat your injuries. I don't want to wait for you for too long.”
Zhao Hao casually threw out two pills.
"Great Cyclic Pellet?"
The young monk was shocked.
The Khitan barbarian's eyes lit up.
It was said that this pill was the treasure of the Shaolin Temple and was personally refined by Patriarch Bodhidharma.
After Patriarch Bodhidharma shattered the void and ascended to the Upper Realm, no one could refine it anymore.
The effect of the Recover Pill was extremely overbearing. It could heal all internal and external injuries and increase one's strength.
As long as the injured did not die on the spot, the Great Cyclic Pellet could bring the dead back to life.
The Recover Pill was extremely important to the Shaolin Temple. Even as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, he could only take one pill in his life.
Zhao Hao casually threw out two pills, which shocked the two of them.
"What's so strange about it?"
"Hurry up and eat it. If the effect isn't good, I still have more.”
Zhao Hao took out a handful of Recover Pills and tossed them around in his hand, not taking it seriously at all.
He had signed in several hundred of these pills. Other than using four or five pills when Azure Dragon and the others were injured while carrying out a mission, he had no other use for them.
He might as well take it out to shock those who had never seen the world. It seemed that the effect was not bad.
"Is it true?"
The young monk did not believe it.
"You'll know once you try it."
The Khitan barbarian rolled his eyes and casually threw the pill into his mouth.
Weng!
The powerful medicinal power instantly dissolved in his body, turning into streams that flowed through his blood to various parts of his body.
Countless sweat and impurities were forced out of his body under the pressure of this power.
The external wounds on the Khitan barbarian's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his aura continued to rise.
"It's actually true!"
The young monk opened his mouth in surprise.
"Hurry up and heal your injuries!"
"We won't wait for you later."
Zhao Hao glanced at him calmly.
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