Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　The man was like He Zudao, dressed as a scribe.

　　It's just that there is always a tyrannical meaning between his eyebrows, and he is clearly not a person to deal with.

　　A round iron gallbladder in his hand emits bursts of blue light.

　　There are more sharp edges swaying like a cold wind.

　　Zhu Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and said in admiration, "Good sword!"

　　Aside, Huang Xuemei asked in confusion, "Is that a sword?"

　　A Fei also said: "It is indeed a good sword!"

　　Just now, he was almost defeated by the sword, so naturally he had the most say.

　　When the middle-aged scholar heard Zhu Hao and the others' words, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said proudly, "You two hairy boys, you have good eyes, and you actually recognize the sword!"

　　Zhu Hao looked at him and said, "I was still surprised that among the characters who have appeared in the rivers and lakes in the past [-] years, only Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng can display such a sword!"

　　"You are clearly not any of them!"

　　This man's sword is resolute and ruthless, and when he strikes down, he pays attention to killing people directly with their souls, which is extremely tyrannical.

　　Moreover, the sharpness of its sword light and the fierceness of its sword qi must be supported by a cultivation base that can be called the best.

　　Only Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng can use swords in rivers and lakes.

　　The rest of the people are like Ah Fei, most of whom are walking in a light and lively way.

　　As for Dugu Yihe and his like, they are ruthless, but less sharp.

　　The middle-aged scribe laughed and said, "So, do you know my identity?"

　　Zhu Hao said lightly, "Three hundred years ago, the former Sword God, Zhuo Lingzhao!"

　　When the words fell, everyone present was stunned.

　　There are many doubts and puzzles, because no one has heard of this name.

　　Except that the name of the Sword God is somewhat loud.

　　But A Fei was moved.

　　He exclaimed in surprise, "Zhuo Lingzhao, the sword god who was one of the four great masters of martial arts back then?"

　　Zhuo Lingzhao was once the head of the Kunlun School.

　　He is also a genius swordsman on the Kunlun Mountains.

　　The young man became famous, and he practiced the "Kunlun Thirteen Swords" inherited from generation to generation by the Kunlun School to the peak.

　　He practiced the supreme sword glow of thirty feet, and since then he has been titled Sword God.

　　Although his sword glow is only three feet, but within three feet, no one can resist even a single sword from him.

　　As a generation of masters, there are talents and adventures.

　　But God seems to favor him alone.

　　After he suffered the first defeat in his life, he handed over a divine sword that shocked the world into his hands.

　　Divine Sword - Capture the Dragon!

　　Using Meishan iron as the material, the first smelting family in the south of the Yangtze River, the famous craftsman Ouyang Nan personally forged it, the divine hammer [Lei Ze Xingtian] was the craftsman, and the [Hongwu Tian Furnace] was used to forge the fire.

　　Gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create it.

　　It is said that when this magical weapon was formed, the iron essence left in the furnace became a famous weapon, and even the residue became a sword that cut iron like mud.

　　Only this [Capturing Dragon] is not a sword type.

　　A round iron gallbladder, pitch black and dull.

　　But if it is held in the hands of a human, supplemented by sword intent, and internal power is poured in, it can instantly turn into a divine sword that is unparalleled in the world.

　　It can be big or small, and its shape is indeterminate.

　　This sword entered the hands of Zhuo Lingzhao, and it was even more powerful.

　　For some unknown reason, Zhuo Lingzhao disappeared into the rivers and lakes not long after he obtained this divine sword.

　　I didn't expect it to appear here today!

　　Zhuo Lingzhao saw that Zhu Hao called out his identity, squinted his eyes and said, "You know a lot at such a young age!"

　　Zhu Hao smiled lightly: "I still know."

　　Zhuo Lingzhao said, "What do you know?"

　　Zhu Hao said: "I know you are going to die soon."

　　Zhuo Lingzhao laughed angrily: "What a arrogant boy. Anyway, if you kill my Kunlun Sect Master, this blood feud will be counted on you, barely enough to see!"

　　When the words fell, there was a violent sound all over the body.

　　The air vibrated, pushing his body to sprint like an arrow.

　　Raising his hand and sweeping, the three-zhang Jianmang suddenly swallowed.

　　In an instant, it was in front of Zhu Hao.

　　Swish!

　　The sword light pierced Zhu Hao's figure, but there was no trace of blood...  

　　On the contrary, the sword energy penetrated and shredded the carriage and horse behind him into several pieces.

　　Zhuo Lingzhao raised his brows, turned around suddenly, and stabbed without hesitation.

　　Ding!

　　The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded.

　　The air waves swept out, and suddenly the sand and stones flew away, and it was blurred, like clouds covering the fog.

　　The wind blows and the smoke dissipates.

　　The place has long disappeared, and it is misty and far away.

　　The peaceful and peaceful Kunlun Mountains became noisy at this moment.

　　The rumbling sound continued from Dongshan to Xishan.

　　Suddenly, there was a shocking movement, but a mountain top more than ten feet high was cut off by a sharp edge.

　　It has been rolling down from a height, and I don't know where it rolled.

　　Swish!

　　Two figures appeared out of thin air and stopped briefly.

　　Immediately, they rushed to one place like lightning and flint, and the monstrous sword intent became more and more fierce, but it always condensed around the two of them and did not spread.

　　There seemed to be flames around the two, and even everyone's eyes were distorted.

　　But the strange thing is that the two are fighting, but there is no sound.

　　Swish!

　　The figure disappeared again, and a round cave suddenly appeared in a mountain not far away.

　　The cave is light and goes straight out from the other side.

　　But it was directly penetrated by the aftermath of the battle between the two people.

　　Ping Pong Pong --

　　It was not until they disappeared in front of them for a few breaths that the intense and frequent clashing of gold and iron appeared in everyone's ears at one time.

　　They frowned and were dizzy.

　　It is much better to have to exercise energy and adjust the breath to calm the qi and blood.

　　He Zudao looked at the movement in the distance with a horrified expression, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and said, "This ninth prince is too scary!"

　　For a person as elegant as him, speaking in such a tone of voice is enough to prove the horror in his heart.

　　Zhuo Lingzhao is strong, that is strong and there are traces to follow.

　　After all, before he was hidden from the world, he could not find an opponent in the martial arts.

　　Now that he has been in retreat for a hundred years, his strength is definitely better than before.

　　But how old is Zhu Hao?

　　Jianghu had previously said that he was the youngest great master of the Dao Profound Realm, and later he was rumored to be a Sword Immortal descended to the world. He Zudao always thought that there were too many false elements.

　　But now it seems that no matter how much you hear those rumors, it is better to witness Zhu Hao's battle with your own eyes! .

Chapter 87

　　On the high ridge, the clouds and mists are misty.

　　It's already very cold here.

　　Below your feet, beside you, and even look further into the distance, all are covered with white snow.

　　Zhu Hao and Zhuo Lingzhao stood opposite each other, their shirts fluttering.

　　Zhu Hao's face was as calm as water.

　　Zhuo Lingzhao's face was not very good-looking.

　　He thought it was a very rare thing for the young man in front of him to dodge his sword.

　　With his own cultivation, dealing with such a hairy boy who has practiced for less than fifty years is already bullying people with a sword.

　　But he obviously didn't expect that this "hairy boy", who he didn't think highly of, could be so strong.

　　Cultivation, light power, swordsmanship...

　　Nothing, Zhu Hao is weaker than him!

　　Zhu Hao's face was not blushing or panting, standing there like a painting.