Comprehensive martial arts: Beiliang Longson, Li Hanyi asks the sword at the beginning

Chapter 195 If People Offend Me, I Will Offend!
"Zhao Wuji, why don't you leave?"

Baili Dongjun frowned slightly when he saw that Zhao Wuji did not leave.

Zhao Wuji said: "Senior Baili, I always do things that require retribution."

"If others respect me a foot, I will respect them a foot."

"If anyone offends me, I will definitely offend!"

Zhao Wuji stared at Zhang Fuyao, who was still trapped in the bubble, with cold and sharp eyes, and said sternly: "I have to give this old guy a shot today, otherwise I will not be able to calm down the anger in my heart!"

The voice fell.

Zhao Wuji then controlled the chest sword and took the initiative to unsheath it.

"Chong!"

Accompanied by the resounding sound of the sword.

The chest sword shot out of the air and headed straight for Zhang Fuyao.

"boom!"

In an instant.

The chest sword seemed to have split into thousands of handles.

Thousands of Swords Return to the Sect!

Thousands of flying swords, each carrying extremely fierce sword energy, flew towards Zhang Fuyao!

Such a powerful sword move!
No matter it was Baili Dongjun or Zhang Fuyao, they all had a look of surprise in their eyes when they saw Zhao Wuji returning to the clan with ten thousand swords.

"Is it true that just like a master, there will be a disciple?"

"Zhao Wuji is a person who cannot afford to suffer, just like my junior sister."

Baili Dongjun didn't expect that Zhao Wuji would take action against Zhang Fuyao.

But now that the matter was over, he didn't say much, but instead used all his strength to suppress Zhang Fuyao, thereby helping Zhao Wuji.

If he were not restrained by Baili Dongjun, Zhang Fuyao would not be afraid of Zhao Wuji's attack.

But at this moment, he couldn't get away, and his energy was somewhat suppressed. Facing Zhao Wuji's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, he really couldn't be calm and fearless.

Zhang Fuyao looked solemn, ready for battle!

It's too late to say.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of bright sword lights shot at Zhang Fuyao's body.

Thousands of swords return to the clan, and thousands of arrows are fired!
Zhao Wuji spared no effort to use this sword move, even a strong person in the Great Celestial Realm might not be able to block it.

But for Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian saint, it still doesn't make sense.

"break!"

Just when all the sword rays were about to fall on Zhang Fuyao, he opened his mouth and spit out this word.

Zhang Fuyao had just finished speaking.

A magical and strange scene happened.

Thousands of sword lights shattered into pieces in an instant, like a brilliant firework.

"boom!"

The terrifying sword energy raged.

The violently shaking post station finally couldn't bear it at this moment and collapsed suddenly.

Sawdust is flying everywhere and smoke is rising into the sky!
The three people inside, Zhao Wuji, were all spotless.

Zhang Fuyao's tyranny once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

Even though he was restrained by the wine formation set up by Baili Dongjun, he could still break through ten thousand swords with one word, which is unbelievable.

However, there are still some variables.

That is, the chest sword that condensed Zhao Wuji's awe-inspiring sword spirit did not break apart, but came within easy reach of Zhang Fuyao.

If Zhang Fuyao hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out two fingers to clamp the chest sword, he didn't know how seriously he would have been injured.

"After all, I'm still not strong enough to compete with a peerless power like Zhang Fuyao!"

Zhao Wuji saw Zhang Fuyao holding the chest sword between two fingers, and had to admit that there was a big gap between him and the latter.

"But in my 20s, I can't compare to an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. This makes sense."

"As long as you give me some more time to grow up, no matter what Confucian saint or top martial artist, they will all be trampled under my feet!"

Zao Wuji is not a stubborn person, nor is he a brainless person.He is not arrogant or belittles himself, but recognizes the reality and develops well.

"Junior, I have to say you are very courageous."

"Even at this time, you still dare to take action against me. You are very brave."

Zhang Fuyao said this from the bottom of his heart, making people feel like he really admired Zhao Wuki.

"Junior, I will return this sword to you."

However, the next moment, Zhang Fuyao changed the topic and threw the chest sword towards Zhao Wuji.

"call out!"

The chest sword suddenly flew towards Zhao Wuji like an arrow from the string.

Zhao Wuji saw the chest sword flying towards him and immediately controlled the chest sword, but failed.

Zhang Fuyao used his tyrannical strength to forcibly suppress Zhao Wuji's energy and control the chest sword.

The Chest Sword flies as fast as lightning and is here in the blink of an eye!
Zhao Wuji knew that his Qi was locked and could not avoid Zhang Fuyao's sword, so he could only prepare to bear it.

There is no doubt that Baili Dongjun will not stand idly by.

As soon as Zhang Fuyao made a move, he also moved.

Baili Dongjun stretched out two fingers and touched forward.

A splash of wine splashed out and condensed into a water sword in an instant.

With a wave of Baili Dongjun's sleeve, the flying sword shot out of the air and headed straight for the Chest Sword.

"boom!"

Before the chest sword could reach Zhao Wuji, it was intercepted by the water sword condensed by Baili Dongjun.

That water sword seemed extremely weak and vulnerable, but in fact it contained extremely terrifying sword intent, and the whole body was surrounded by sharp sword energy.

Under Zhao Wuji's somewhat surprised gaze.

The water sword knocked the chest sword away.

As a result, Zhao Wuji's crisis was relieved.

"It is said that Baili Dongjun is extremely talented. When he drinks, he is a wine fairy, when he uses a gun, he is a gun fairy, and when he uses a sword, he is a sword fairy."

"When I saw it today, it was really like that. It was not an exaggeration."

After Zhao Wuji sighed in his heart, he put away the chest sword.

Then, he said to Baili Dongjun: "Thank you, Senior Baili, for helping me again."

Baili Dongjun waved his hand and said, "You are my junior sister's apprentice, there is no need to be polite to me."

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly: "Okay, I'm happy to take advantage of Master."

Baili Dongjun took one step forward and was beside Zhao Wuji in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he said solemnly: "Zhao Wuji, this Fuyao is difficult to deal with."

"I can trap him for a while, but I can't trap him forever. To be on the safe side, you'd better retreat first and I'll take the lead."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji immediately said: "Senior Baili, come and help me, how can I leave you to face Zhang Fuyao alone?"

Baili Dongjun said calmly: "Although I can't do anything to Zhang Fuyao, he can't do anything to me either. You can leave with peace of mind."

"For me, even if it is removed today, this Fuyao is still a huge hidden danger."

Zhao Wuji showed a fierce look in his eyes and said sternly: "Not only do I not want to leave, I also want to solve this huge hidden danger!"

Baili Dongjun did not expect that Zhao Wuji's thoughts were so strong and fierce.

He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian saint, is not easy to deal with."

"really."

Zhao Wuji sighed lightly.

At this moment, Zhang Fuyao was shaken.

"boom!"

The saint of the Zhang family seemed to have accumulated strength for a while before suddenly bursting out and breaking through the wine formation set up by Baili Dongjun.

"The muscles and bones have almost moved, it's time to end!"

After Zhang Fuyao said these words, he took a step forward and arrived in front of Zhao Wuji and Baili Dongjun as if teleporting.

(End of this chapter)