super god ancestor

Chapter 155 The Death of Zhao Baichuan

Li Jingji hid the sword for more than a month, and it was the time when the sword energy was most clear and full.

As soon as he was out of the sheath, the terrifying sword intent lingered all over his body, causing many high-ranking people in the banquet to change their complexions, and they all retreated.

Although everyone in the banquet came to celebrate Zhao Baichuan's birthday banquet, no one would stand up when encountering such a revenge-seeking matter.

Even the elders of Tianjian and Badao also looked at each other and slowly stepped aside.

"pour!"

The sword rose, and the terrifying sword intent chopped the precious table case made of Qinan wood into countless sawdust, and it came straight to Zhao Baichuan's face.

"Humph!"

As the sword energy approached, Zhao Baichuan snorted coldly, but he was not in a hurry.

He was able to climb to his current position step by step, although he had the great help of the nobles behind him, but it was also inseparable from his personal ability.

These years of ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, have experienced too many life and death junctures, how can you be afraid of this little baby who is under 20 years old.

"Tiangang!"

Zhao Baichuan let out a roar, and instead of taking the weapon, he punched out fiercely with his fierce and unparalleled punch.

The terrifying true energy rippled out, forming an invincible fist.

"boom!"

When the sword light collided with the fist gang, a terrifying air wave swept across, disrupting the furnishings in the entire hall into a mess.

Li Jingji saw that his fist was resisting his own sword energy, so he swung his sword again without hesitation!
The two sword gangs exerted force, and the attack became more and more terrifying. Finally, Zhao Baichuan couldn't resist, and his body retreated violently.

"Tread, step, step!"

The fist shattered, and he took seven or eight steps back in a row, hitting the wall with a large dent, before stopping his figure.

His clothes were in shreds, and almost all of his top was torn.

This is the effect of Jian Gang.

Although Zhao Baichuan is the pinnacle of the sixth rank, there is a rank gap between him and Li Jingji.

But Li Jingji's sword intent was at its peak, and this first sword might not be able to catch the ordinary sixth rank.

"Good boy, you have some skills."

Zhao Baichuan's shirt was torn apart, revealing a body that looked like a diamond. The aura of the sword only tore through his robe without leaving him with any injuries.

Although Zhao Baichuan has reached middle age, he has not stopped for a moment in his training in martial arts.

For more than 20 years, he has always insisted on practicing the Zhang family's secret method "Vajra Forging the Body", and now he is in the state of iron bones.

Ordinary chopping with a knife and an axe can hardly hurt a single bit.

"The old man has given you a chance to leave, and you insist on messing up the old man's birthday.

Forget it, let you be buried here today. "

King Kong forged his body to move slowly, Zhao Baichuan's eyes showed a fierce look, and his killing intent soared.

Today is his birthday, and he didn't want to kill him, and he didn't want to make a big deal about it. After all, the past of this family is indeed disgraceful.

Of course, it was an excuse to let Li Jingji leave.

If Li Jingji didn't make a move and chose to leave, he would definitely try to intercept him halfway.

After all, Li Jingji knew the Zhang family's past and could not stay.

"Noisy."

Li Jingji stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes were cold.

Do it again!

"Clang, clang, clang!"

In the silent and dark night, Qingming Jianfeng slashed out in vain.

The sword gang swept across, and the house fell to the ground.

All the guests rushed outside Zhang's house, and no one went to help.

The son of Zhao Baichuan, Zhao Ye, looked a little ugly at the moment.

Why, did you come to this step all of a sudden?
He originally led Li Jingji to the door, he really wanted to make friends with him, but who knew that this person came to seek revenge.

He didn't worry about his father, because he knew that his father's strength background was far from being able to compete with a seventh-rank warrior.

Those who agree with Zhao Ye naturally account for the majority.

Including the elders of Ba Dao and Tian Jian sects, they also thought that Zhao Baichuan would capture and kill this young man who disturbed the birthday banquet soon.

After all, it was the well-known Master Zhao in the Jianghu.

But in the courtyard, the battle situation did not proceed as they imagined.

Li Jingji's sword intent was high, and countless sword shadows came one after another, false and real, each with considerable power.

With the comprehension of swordsmanship, coupled with Li Jingji's own strong true energy, his strength in the current state can be described as astonishing.

Facing the endless sword strikes, Zhao Baichuan didn't seriously dodge. Instead, he confronted head-to-head with an extremely domineering posture.

With a body of flesh and blood, it is hard to regret the sharpness of the sword.

"clang!"

The sword's edge hit his body, leaving only a light white mark, and the crisp sound of touching gold and stone.

After fully opening "King Kong Body Forging", Zhao Baichuan's kung fu practice has also reached a sensational level.

He seems to be carrying a huge tortoise shell on his back. No matter how stormy the waves are, I will stand still.

No matter how strong the sword intent is, it is difficult to break through its skin defense.

"Old turtle, the shell is quite hard."

Li Jingji returned with another sword attack in vain, secretly smacking his tongue.

With the strength of his true qi, coupled with the sharpness of the sword, he is a black iron man made of steel, and he should be chopped into pieces at this moment.

But this Zhao Baichuan was safe and sound.

The frightening physical strength of the third-rank fighters, combined with the horizontal training of "King Kong Body Training", the combination of two is really terrifying.

"Boy, is that all?"

In Zhao Baichuan's tone, there was a strong arrogance: "If you only have this ability, then don't learn from others and avenge your friends.

Or, let the old man send you on the road with Zhang Tianxiong underground. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped the sole of his foot, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the blue bricks and stones.

At the same time, his figure exploded out, and his terrifying fist, packed with incomparably fierce vigor, approached Li Jingji.

"puff!"

The fist was fierce, and Li Jingji put his sword across his chest as a defense, but he couldn't stop it at all.

His figure was instantly blown away, breaking a wooden beam that was surrounded by three people.

Without the wooden beams and pillars, the house in the hall suddenly collapsed, and the two people were buried with rubble everywhere.

Zhao Baichuan stood proudly, and the falling rubble naturally couldn't hurt him at all, and couldn't bend his back.

"Things like ants, dare to learn from others to seek revenge?"

He inspected the ruins and rubble with his eyes, and said disdainfully in his mouth.

These words were not only addressed to Li Jingji, but also to Zhang Tianxiong who was obsessed with blood feuds and revenged many times.

"boom!"

Behind him, the ruins and rubble were flying all over the sky, Li Jingji leaped up, and the Qing Ming Sword blatantly pierced Zhao Baichuan's waist.

"clang!"

The sword's edge touched the back of Zhao Baichuan's spine, but it was still difficult to break through the flesh and blood.

This horizontal training method is superb.

"die!"

Zhao Baichuan turned around, grabbed Li Jingji's arms with his palms, lifted him high, and threw him suddenly.

"boom!"

Li Jingji's body drew a parabola, and slammed into the rockery again, smashing the Zhao Mansion rockery to pieces.

The battle between the two is now showing a one-sided trend.

At the peak of the sixth rank, invulnerable, really difficult to deal with.

Holding the Qingming sword, Li Jingji suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and barely swallowed the blood in his throat.

"You are the same as that Zhang Tianxiong, you are an ant who can't see the situation clearly!

Have a good day, but I have to come here to seek death for some old things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet! "

Zhao Baichuan's voice was hoarse and deep, containing deep anger.

This anger, to a large extent, comes from the hatred of the past.

It has been more than 20 years, and he has gained a lot when he betrayed his adoptive father.

Wealth, status, power, martial arts proficiency, all of these made him think that what he did back then was worthwhile.

With the improvement of his strength and status, in order to whitewash himself these years, Zhao Baichuan's hands are rarely stained with innocent blood.

He formed a team of heroes, donated money with righteousness, was generous, opened warehouses to release grain, and rescued the victims of disasters.

In the Jianghu of Mingzhou, Fortress Zhao is a genuinely good person.

He has worn this hypocritical mask for more than 20 years.

The mask has been worn for too long, and it is almost impossible to take it off.

Sometimes in a trance, he heard the compliments from Mingzhou Jianghu, and even he himself thought from the bottom of his heart that he, Zhao Baichuan, was a good person.

However, the Zhang family's past events have to find him again and again, tear off his hypocritical mask, and point directly to his heart, there are always some idiots thinking of revenge, reminding him of those past events.

Remembering the horrible things he did back then.

"Are you in pain?"

Li Jingji spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and suddenly laughed: "It turns out that a villain like you would also have a disturbed conscience?"

The incident of the Zhang family's extermination lasted for [-] years.

The painful ones were not only Zhang Sanren, who was lucky enough to escape and bear a blood feud, but also Zhao Baichuan.

Of course, the source of Zhao Baichuan's pain was that he didn't want anyone to mention that matter again.

He cherishes his feathers and attaches great importance to his reputation, hoping to clean himself up so that everyone will only remember Zhao Fortress who generously donated money.

And not that wolf-hearted Zhao Baichuan who would avenge his kindness.

"Kill you, my conscience will be at ease."

Zhao Baichuan said seriously.

The source of his pain is not the condemnation of his conscience, but the fear of being judged.

Just like the repentance of many people who have broken the law, it is not regret for doing evil, but regret for the price of judgment after being caught doing evil.

After Li Jingji died, I believe no one will mention the Zhang family again. This past incident is destined to be buried in the dust and not to be mentioned.

"I'm here to kill you, so you can't kill me."

Li Jingji's rickety spine gradually straightened, and he took out the Youquan seal in his hand.

"Summon ghosts through ghosts, kill this person!"

The true energy in the body flowed into this blood mark continuously.

"Buzz!"

When the golden light of Youquan Yin shone, a group of ghosts traveled.

Carrying coffins and ghosts, attending funerals, singing operas, playing suona, and throwing money and paper.

Hidden in the seal of Youquan, this buried team was called out.

The strange scene in front of him made Zhao Baichuan's pupils shrink: "It turns out that you are also a person who knows evil methods."

He has seen the world in these years, but he has only seen the scene of summoning ghosts and souls from that evil person back then.

"Your ability to summon ghosts is far worse than his."

Zhao Baichuan watched these coffin-carrying ghosts approaching coldly, without changing his expression.

The breath of these ghosts is not weak, but they do not pose a threat to him.

"They can't save your life!"

Zhao Baichuan let out a long roar, and smashed out his iron fist.

These ghosts would be blown away by Zhao Baichuan's punch if they got even half an inch away.

Even some underworld ghosts were bombarded by his fists, and their arms and bodies were directly broken, almost sweeping away.

After being smashed into pieces, these hard-bodied ghost zombies turned into black mist and gathered together again.

But every time they gather together, the breath becomes weaker.

It's really not enough to deal with Zhao Baichuan.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

With three hundred punches in a row, all the ghost zombies were smashed and gathered several times, and it was difficult to transform into a cloud of black mist, which merged into the seal of Youquan.

Zhao Baichuan stepped on the coffin with the momentum of Yu Sheng, slowly twisting his body, while the muscles and bones loosened, the bones and muscles creaked.

"Is there any other way?"

Zhao Baichuan's voice came slowly, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Crack!"

Just as he finished speaking, the coffin was suddenly smashed through by a hand.

The owner of that hand is naturally the beautiful female ghost lying in the coffin.

Different from ordinary ghosts, this female ghost in the coffin is not an ordinary ghost. In terms of combat power, it can be compared with ordinary spirit ghosts.

Rank [-] warriors may not be able to please.

The arm of the female ghost in the coffin firmly grasped his feet, preventing him from moving.

At the same time, Li Jingji waved his palm.

In Youquan Seal, another black mist overflowed and gathered into a burly man in armor.

The burly puppet!
This puppet corpse was encountered by Li Jingji on Falling Star Island, and it was extremely difficult to deal with.

If the power of the puppet hadn't been exhausted in the end and no one could control it, Li Jingji might have been beaten to death at that time.

Zhao Baichuan was going to be killed today, and this puppet corpse was also taken out.

"kill!"

As soon as the burly puppet appeared, it charged towards Zhao Baichuan with killing arrogance all over its body.

The two burly and strong beings with their bodies trained to the extreme, confronted each other head-on.

"Boom!"

The two men's offensive was extremely fierce, and neither of them dodged, forcibly absorbing all the strength of their punches.

The puppet is not afraid of death, not afraid of the same, and its body is like poured steel, its hardness is astonishing.

As for Zhao Baichuan, he was at the peak of the sixth rank, and with his horizontal training skills, his strength was still higher than that of a puppet.

If it is one-on-one, the puppet probably won't last fifty rounds, and it will be broken by him.

However, the female ghost in the coffin was entangled, riding on his neck.

He dealt with two difficult ghost corpses by himself, and gradually became tired and fell into a disadvantage.

Li Jingji didn't step forward.

The Youquan seal in his hand continuously absorbs true energy from him to make up for consumption.

Although the Youquan seal can summon ghosts, but to support the power of ghosts, Li Jingji still needs to infuse a lot of true energy himself.

The fierce battle situation lasted for a stick of incense.

Zhao Baichuan's aura went from high to mighty at the beginning, but then gradually weakened and gradually lost to him.

The female ghost in the coffin was riding on her neck, digging out his eyeballs with her palms, she opened her teeth, trying to bite off a piece of his flesh and blood.

While resisting, Zhao Baichuan also had to deal with the thunder attack from the burly puppet.

"puff!"

The puppet punched and punched, and finally made Zhao Baichuan's "King Kong Forging the Body" work hard, and his mouth was bleeding from the beating.

"Damn, damn!"

Zhao Baichuan roared and uttered shrill screams.

Originally, he chose this place for the battle, hoping to avoid these guests and friends as much as possible, and quickly kill this unsightly kid.

But right now, his own life is in danger.

He roared, wanting to call those guests and friends who were scattered outside the Zhao residence to come and help.

Outside the Zhao residence, the screams were extremely shrill.

Zhao Ye felt uneasy and wanted to go in to have a look, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

"Everyone, my father seems to be in a bad situation, and I hope all the uncles will help!"

He wanted the guests present to shout, but no one answered him.

In Zhao Baichuan's twenty years, he has not formed any life-threatening friendships. Everyone came to this banquet to enjoy face, not to work for him.

At this moment, Zhao Baichuan's breath gradually weakened, and his voice gradually disappeared.

He was exhausted from the fight between the two ghosts, and his combat strength was greatly reduced.

At this moment, Li Jingji, who had been sending true energy to the Youquan seal, put away the seal and picked up the Qingming sword again.

"Stab!"

Accompanied by the strong wind, the sword light pierced suddenly.

This time, Zhao Baichuan was unable to maintain his body of iron and gold, and was pierced through the chest by a sword.

"what!"

Zhao Baichuan, who had no strength at all, was pierced into the chest by this sword. He only felt that life and death were imminent, but instead, he was returning to life.

With a long howl, the Gang Qi in the body raged crazily, sending the puppet corpse, the female ghost, and Li Jingji all flying.

"puff!"

Zhao Baichuan knelt down and sat on the ground dejectedly, opening his surroundings to wait for the group of enemies.

He felt the vitality and strength passing through his body, and these messages told him that he was going to die.

Li Jingji got up from the ground again, and his condition was not much better than Zhao Baichuan.

It is not an easy matter to kill a martial artist who is at the peak of the sixth rank.

Even though the cards were played one after another, Li Jingji was exhausted to the point of exhaustion, but his injuries were not as serious as Zhao Baichuan's.

"Hahaha" Before he died, Zhao Baichuan smiled instead of anger, staring at Li Jingji, feeling extremely unwilling.

He is at the peak of his [-]th birthday, and he will entertain half of Mingzhou's rivers and lakes. The scenery is boundless.

But it is really unwilling to die on this day.

"I'm not reconciled"

He wanted to roar loudly, but what he said turned into a whisper.

Death is near, he has no strength to roar anymore

"You don't want to die? But I want you to die."

Li Jingji struggled to pick up the Qingming Sword that fell on the ground, put the horizontal sword on his neck, and asked in a cold voice: "Back then, when you killed Zhang Tianxiong, did you ever think about them?"

"Ha ha."

Zhao Baichuan sneered: "The young hero of the rivers and lakes, weeding out the strong and supporting the weak? Upholding justice?"

"There are a lot of disasters in the world today.

Can you handle the bloody storms in the rivers and lakes, the filth and filth, and many injustices?

Why, it's me. "

Before he died, he was still unwilling.

"You're wrong, I didn't kill you for justice."

Li Jingji said seriously: "If you are killing someone else, I don't know, I don't know, I might just watch with cold eyes, or I might hang on to it."

"But you killed my friend, so I'll kill you."

Li Jingji has never been a knight with a strong sense of justice.

He doesn't care about the common people at dawn, he only cares about the people around him.

Zhang Sanren is considered his friend, so this is not some kind of just revenge, and it has nothing to do with the extermination of the Zhang family.

It's just a friend's death, revenge for a friend.

This is a matter of standpoint, not simply good kills evil, good kills bad.

There is no need to hold the banner of justice.

Zhao Baichuan was speechless, finally closed his eyes, and sighed: "I did what Zhang Tianxiong did, and it has nothing to do with my family. I hope you can let them go."

He has run out of fuel, and even if Li Jingji doesn't make up the knife, he will surely die.

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind, naturally he wants to harm his family.

"I'm not like you, I'm strong, not weak."

Li Jingji said seriously.

In his opinion, Zhao Baichuan was a typical weakling.

Fear of uneasy conscience, fear of gossip, fear of revenge from the legacy of the enemy.

So he has lived in fear for the past 20 years, and it is difficult to sleep peacefully.

Although Zhao Baichuan was stronger than him in martial arts, in Li Jingji's eyes, he was still weak.

The real strong will not be troubled by these trivial things.

Now that you have chosen the path, you don't have to doubt right or wrong, just keep going.

If you are doing good, you will shoulder the difficulties and obstacles on your shoulders, and you will never give up in the face of difficulties, and you will never compromise in the face of all kinds of filth.

If you do evil, you will not be afraid of the reputation of the world, and you will not be afraid of the revenge of your enemies. If one person takes revenge, he will kill one person, if a hundred people take revenge, he will kill a hundred people.

This is Li Jingji's strong philosophy.

Zhao Baichuan has no martial arts cultivation, but he has no heart to be a strong man.

　Thanks to the fairy friends, please stay and beckon for the 1500 starting coins.

　　Emmm, I saw a reader comment before, saying why the descendants of the priests can't increase the incense.

　　In fact, it is possible, but the ancestor system has not yet become a complete system, and will continue to be unlocked, upgraded, and more functions will be obtained in the future.

　　If you have any good ideas, you can share them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)