The Strongest Gods and Demons Summoning System

Chapter 228: Yuanjia Road is narrow

As the saying goes, the words are not too speculative. The two people have long been displeased with each other, so there is no time wasting to connect with each other and start directly.

As the young head of the Qiushui Sword Sect, Zhang Ruoxu obtained the true biography of the head Li Heishui. He is naturally good at swordsmanship. He is really good at using Qiushui Sword Art.

Not to mention that compared with the disciples of those big forces, in the small Xiangguo, they are still considered to be quite talented.

However, Zhao Wu came from Xuelong Mountain after all. Not to mention the family history, there are many powerful exercises and martial arts in the school, which is more advantageous than Zhang Ruoxu.

What he lacks is the attention from the sect, so the resources leaning on him will be relatively small. As for other inheritances, it is more than arrogant.

Zhao Wu also uses swordsmanship, but compared with Zhang Ruoxu's swordsmanship, he is taking a domineering and masculine path, making big moves one by one to defeat him with strength.

There is such a saying about weapons that 70% of the people in the arena use swordsmanship, another two and a half use swordsmanship, and the remaining 10% are all kinds of strange weapons.

Of course, it is to exclude the masters in the army, only for the people in the arena, whether it is generals or pawns in the army, the use of marksmanship accounts for the majority.

There are still many people who use fists and kicks, saying that their fists and kicks are weapons, but most of them have not reached that level, and no one foolishly hits their fists against the blades of others.

Therefore, those who use fists and kung fu are also excluded, even if they do not use weapons at all.

It's not that enemies don't get together. Two people are enemies or even enemies, and when they start their hands, they are more ruthless than one, and they are killing them.

Zhang Ruoxu's swordsmanship is like rivers and seas, and the real energy surges, as if carrying the energy of three rivers and four seas, rushing towards Zhao Wu's body.

He got rid of the sword and took the slanting path, and did not rely on the sharpness of the sword in his hand, but only used his cultivation base with the help of the sword in his hand.

The sword at this time was in his hand, not a weapon, but merely a transmission medium of power.

However, Zhao Wu on the opposite side did not take his powerful offensive into consideration, with a sword in his hand, directly towards his front door.

In an instant, countless gang qi bees gushed out, the platinum sword qi was like a deep sea, and Zhang Ruoxu could feel the pain of the skin being torn apart before the sword's edge came close.

"Dragon King Sword!"

This is just the most basic introductory sword technique in Xuelong Mountain. Outer disciples can practice it, but in front of the Qiushui Sword Sect, it seems to be an advanced martial arts.

The swords of both sides touched each other and let out a squeaky sound. What was visible to the naked eye was that the true energy on Zhang Ruoxu's sword was directly torn apart.

The mighty breath of Jiang Ruhai, like a castle in the sky, couldn't bear this pressure at all, and was crushed in an instant.

And the next moment Zhao Wu pursued with victory, and the sword in his hand pierced directly towards Zhang Ruoxu's abdomen. Zhang Ruoxu's moves at this time were already old and could not be resisted.

In desperation, he could only retract the sword in his hand, and his grandson made a 180-degree turn, forcibly using the toughness of his waist to avoid the attack.

However, Zhao Wu also predicted his movement, and the sword in his hand slid straight up, leaving a three-foot-long hole on his left back.

The blood suddenly raged like a spray of water, and instantly wetted Zhang Ruoxu's coat. More importantly, Zhang Ruoxu's meridians were damaged and his left arm was basically unable to exert force.

"You are Wuzong's pinnacle realm!"

Zhang Ruoxu looked at Zhao Wu bitterly. He didn't expect Xuelong Mountain to be so shameless. He was a small Wuzong master who came out, and the other party directly sent a figure in the pinnacle realm of Wuzong.

Even Zhang Ruoxu thought that this was purely a dogleg sent by Young Master Xuelongshan to suppress him, and everything was because of that little **** Huangfu.

He was originally the heir of the Qiu Shui Sword School, who was the proud son of heaven, but he did not expect that Bei Xuelongshan was so bullied because of that humble bitch.

His face turned blue from anger at this time, and his expression was directly distorted, frantically stimulating the energy in the body, forming a stream of qi like flowing water on the body surface.

Under Zhang Ruoxu's drive, the gang energy turned into a radiant dragon-shaped pattern, directly covering his body, like a mysterious totem, giving him a powerful force.

And these dragon-shaped patterns frantically absorbed external energy, and then poured into his body, at the same time, his cultivation base was growing frantically.

Powerful power poured into his body, Zhang Ruoxu directly spouted a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale, but his momentum climbed and he reached the realm of Half-Step Wu Wang.

At this time, Zhao Wu's attack was also approaching, and Zhang Ruoxu moved the long sword in his hand, and the flowing water-like true energy merged with the sword light, directly ejecting hundreds of sword lights.

Hundreds of sword auras were vertical and horizontal, and a ravine was left on the fighting platform. All the sword auras were directed at Zhao Wu. Zhang Ruoxu was like a general, commanding all sword auras and attacking Zhao Wu.

The power of his move is very powerful, and it has the meaning of a thousand swords dynasty. It is a pity that the cultivation base is not enough, and there is no way to use it in the past.

Now that he is forcibly upgrading his cultivation base and showing off his martial arts that he has learned for so long in the past, he must let his sword drink blood.

With such a crazy and powerful sword, Zhao Wu was directly blasted into the air without any suspense, but he did not fall off the ring, and he stopped at the edge.

"Boy, you really don't want to die before the Yellow River, don't hit the south wall and don't look back! You think it's the way you can improve your cultivation. As a true disciple of Xuelong Mountain, don't you?

"Since you want to play like this, I will play with you, but you will be responsible for all the consequences!"

As soon as Zhao Wu's voice fell, the silver-white qi all over his body suddenly became deep, and it directly turned into a dark red, which seemed to be the color of dried blood.

When the long sword in his hand moved, the true energy in the space evaded it. When the long sword crashed down, countless deep black energy had already covered the blade.

Devil Dragon Sword!

The deep black qi directly formed a black qi-filled dragon, and the pitch-black sword qi merged with the gloomy **** qi, and boldly collided with Zhang Ruoxu's sword.

boom!

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