Primordial Thirteen Limits was dead?
Just like that, his head was easily taken off by someone?
Wu Qing, Monk Xiao Jian, Yang Jiang, Six Directions Azure Dragon, Yu Chuntong, and the others were all stunned.
Who was that old man?
When did he appear?
Why didn't Primordial Thirteen Limits resist?
All kinds of doubts filled their minds, and their heads seemed to be about to explode. It was difficult to think and understand.
"That person actually used his mouth to bite the Heartbreaking Arrow!”
Wu Qing was shocked.
He was good at hidden weapons.
His hidden weapons had received the approval of Old Madam Tang of the Tang Sect in Sichuan.
And hidden weapons, such as hidden weapons, often required eyesight, hand strength, and mental strength.
That was why he saw the white-haired old man bite down on Primordial Thirteen's arrow.
A martial art like [Heartbroken God Arrow].
It was said to be the same as Little Li Flying Dagger.
It was a kind of power that entrusted the practitioner's emotions and mind.
Furthermore, this move was Primordial Thirteen Limits 'counterattack before he died.
Who would have thought that Primordial Thirteen Limits 'counterattack before his death would be so easily broken?
Cheng Yayu suddenly understood why Zhao WuXian had been so calm in the face of Primordial Thirteen.
Because Zhao WuXian was full of confidence.
He knew that he would not lose.
Behind him, there was indeed a super expert, a super expert who could easily kill Primordial Thirteen Limits!
No wonder he chose to retreat after fighting against the Primordial Thirteen Limits.
Even though Primordial Thirteen Limits was already heavily injured.
But his counterattack was still terrifying.
It was like a battle between trapped beasts, fierce, tragic, and desperate.
It was a move that would burn one's bridges!
It was a desperate move!
Is your death my move to live?
Thus, Zhao WuXian didn't choose to face this move head-on.
This was not cowardice.
It was unnecessary.
Because he had other options, and not to fight Primordial Thirteen Limits to the death.
When a person clearly had a better choice but did not choose it.
On the contrary, when the sword took an unconventional path.
This person was either a lunatic or a fool.
Zhao WuXian was neither a lunatic nor a fool.
So, who was that person?
Cheng Yayu was extremely curious and puzzled.
In the Great Song Dynasty, there weren't many people who could easily kill Thirteen Yuan Limits.
There were only a few second-level Grandmasters who had long gone into seclusion.
He was already a peerless expert like a celestial being.
Cheng Yayu took a deep breath.
No matter what.
Everything that happened tonight would definitely become a " legend " that would shock the martial arts world of the Great Song Dynasty and even spread throughout the Nine States.
Flee!
The moment Primordial Thirteen Limits was killed…
Yu Chuntong, who was slightly absent-minded because of the shock, quickly reacted and fled without hesitation.
Not only him.
The Six Directions Azure Dragon and the others also fled in different directions.
As for the other enemies who were still alive.
As Yu Chuntong and the other seven people fled, they seemed to have woken up from a dream. They were like birds frightened by the twang of a bow when a great disaster was about to befall them as they fled separately.
Chase!
When Yu Chuntong turned around and lifted his foot, Cui Lue attacked Yu Chuntong like a bolt of lightning.
Monk Xiao Jian, Yang Jiang, Xie Chaohua, and Coldblood also rushed out and chased after their targets.
Zhao WuXian had recovered some of his True Qi.
Back at the relay station, he asked Mu Wanqing and Ah Bi to take care of Wang Yuyan.
Wang Yuyan's body wasn't like Zhao WuXian's. It had undergone several transformations and could withstand the power of that sword.
He swung his sword.
She was already injured.
If Primordial Thirteen Limits retaliated before he died and attacked Wang Yuyan, wouldn't Zhao WuXian be sad for a long time?
Sad God Arrow was such a martial art.
She specialized in hurting people's hearts.
"Your Highness, where are you going?" Abby asked in shock.
During the battle just now, she hid in the relay station.
With her martial arts skills, hiding and praying for her side to win was her only way out.
She was terrified.
So, when she saw Zhao WuXian holding Wang Yuyan and bringing Mu Wanqing back, she was so touched that she almost cried.
"I'm going to kill someone!"
Zhao WuXian's killing intent surged.
Obviously, Zhao WuXian was very angry!
These people had attacked again and again. They still wanted to take the people around him. Did they really think he was a pushover?
Therefore, he was not merciful this time.
Suddenly.
The white-haired old man appeared like a ghost, playing with the arrow refined by Primordial Thirteen.
"There are two things left!"
Under the candlelight, the old man looked like a dried corpse.
His shriveled face was devoid of flesh and blood, and his voice was hoarse and obscure.
Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, and Abby were shocked and cried out.
Zhao WuXian almost slashed at him.
She glanced at him.
"Senior, you're very scary like this!" Zhao WuXian was speechless.”
"Hehehe!"
The white-haired old man laughed strangely and went to the hall. He picked a jar of wine from the side of the counter and sat on a chair to drink.
"Who is this old senior?" Wang Yuyan asked curiously.
"Master of the Sword Catacomb!" Zhao WuXian exhaled.”
The Sword Tomb Master?
Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing were puzzled for a moment before they reacted and exclaimed.
Only Abby was kept in the dark and did not know what was going on.
"It, it's actually that, ex, senior?”Mu Wanqing stuttered.
Who would have thought that this plain-looking old man…
What about the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai who fought in the Nine Regions and the Hundred Countries a hundred years ago and was never defeated?
Zhao WuXian gave a brief account of what had happened.
Dugu Qiubai buried his sword and closed himself up, wanting to reach the legendary Martial Immortal Stage.
What could he do?
He was unable to break through the final stage and instead caused his cultivation to go berserk, sitting there for a hundred years.
Until Zhao WuXian received the Condor God's approval. After passing through the eight gates and nine gates he set up, he met Dugu Qiubai.
Although Dugu Qiubai was still alive, he was a living corpse that couldn't move.
Coincidentally, Zhao WuXian had a pill that could save Dugu Qiubai.
That was the Heaven Realm low-grade Purple Jade Ginseng King Pill that had exploded from A'Zhu's body.
Zhao WuXian had used this pill in exchange for Dugu Qiubai's promise to do three things for him.
Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing were pleasantly surprised.
A heaven-tier medicinal pill only exchanged for three things.
It sounded like a loss.
However, Zhao WuXian was absolutely profited.
Because these three things were the promises of a peerless expert who had become a martial grandmaster a hundred years ago!
After Zhao WuXian had appeased Wang Yuyan and the others, he left the relay station and rode on a crane.
With the Red Cloud Sword in hand, he fought in all directions overnight and killed all those who escaped.
Even if Zhui Ming, Monk Xiao Jian, and the others tried to stop them and thought that they should hand it over to the government.
He didn't care.
Hand it over to the authorities?
What a joke!
In less than three days, they would change their names and surnames, and they would be able to continue working for that person in the capital to deal with him.
When the sky was about to brighten, Zhao WuXian returned to the relay station.
The new clothes that he had just changed into were stained with blood.
Dugu Qiubai was still drinking in the hall.
There were already more than ten wine jars that could hold ten catties piled up beside him.
Other than him, there were also Cheng Yayu, Four Swords and One Saber Servant, Ling Xiaogu and Ling Shangyan from the Alliance.
However, these people who were usually so awe-inspiring.
Now, none of them dared to breathe too loudly.
Seeing Zhao WuXian return, their eyes lit up, as if they had found their savior. They all gasped.
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