book of troubled times

Chapter 892 Hit me if you can

Zhao Changhe glanced at Ye Wuming. He doubted whether this so-called relatively peaceful world of cultivating immortals was really that peaceful.

Logically, since there are fights over magic weapons, and there are conflicts between Heavenly Sword Master and the backstage of the previous weapon shop, it proves that war still exists. After all, the essence of the world is to fight against the sky, and no matter how peaceful it is, there is a limit.

As one of the world's top bosses, is he really willing to personally accompany a child to the trial? Does he have no respect for it?

Ye Wuming showed no expression, but said, "Then Yu'er will ask the senior for a few tricks."

Ling Ruoyu was not guilty, but rather eager to try. When she became one with Xinghe, they shared the same power, and she was no longer Ling Ruoyu, but Xinghe who could threaten the Heavenly Dao. With the addition of Ling Ruoyu's human thinking and subjective ability to wield the sword, it was three times stronger than when it was just a sword. Anyway, the stupid dragon bird could not beat her, so she could just beat him at will.

This Heavenly Sword Master is weaker than my father, and is actually a very good test subject.

The little girl took a deep breath and bowed earnestly: "Please teach me, senior."

As soon as he finished saying this polite sentence, Ling Ruoyu immediately felt that Master Tianjian seemed to have "disappeared".

The man was still there, but he seemed to be one with the surrounding environment, as if there was such a person in the building itself, and it would be incomplete without him. So she seemed to be facing not a person, but an entire environment, and in a broader sense, it seemed like she was facing the world.

I didn't know how to use the sword or where to stab it.

Ling Ruoyu closed his eyes and swung his sword diagonally, not at his opponent, but at the empty space nearby.

The idea of ​​the vast starry sky spread throughout the building, as if it had squeezed into another world, disrupting the other party's artistic conception of unity between man and nature.

But the sword of Lord Tianjian was already at his face.

Ling Ruoyu retreated like lightning, and the Milky Way swung back. As he moved, the sound of thunder and lightning resounded throughout the space, the sky was torn apart, and the Milky Way was upside down.

The restrictions spread throughout the pavilion began to shake violently. The restrictions that were originally intended to eliminate energy and prevent the building from collapsing were simply unable to withstand the energy released by the sword. The textures of the restrictions flickered, and there were signs of them breaking down.

The Heavenly Sword Master was shocked. This was a teenage girl? Were they sure she wasn't the evolution of the Heavenly Dao from some other world?

No...it's not the little girl's own power, but a power shared with this black sword.

With a "clang" sound, the sword of the Heavenly Sword Master hit the Galaxy Sword. Both sides were shocked. Ling Ruoyu took a few steps back with some confusion in his eyes.

This man was called "Heavenly Sword" and fought with a sword. The guard downstairs had said something like "Sword Heart Venerable would definitely like this" and so on, and he seemed to be a complete sword cultivator. But in this round of fighting, it seemed that the other party had no special sword intention.

Instead, the environment began to become hot, as if there was a fire burning in my heart, and I felt as if my body and soul were about to melt.

"You are not a sword cultivator at all..." Ling Ruoyu suddenly said: "You are secretly using a magic weapon, where is the magic weapon?"

"You found it so quickly." Tianjian Zun laughed, "Then where is the magic weapon? Keep guessing?"

Ling Ruoyu said sternly: "This attic is the magic weapon, you are trying to refine us!"

Venerable Tianjian was stunned and quickly glanced at the young couple over there. The couple were scratching their heads in sync.

Of course, they saw it at first sight, but neither of them expected Ling Ruoyu to be able to discover the trick so quickly. This kid's cheat is too big, so big that even his parents can't hold it anymore...

The one who couldn't hold back even more was Heavenly Sword Master. What was wrong with this family? They knew there was something fishy going on, but they didn't break it quickly. Instead, they just stood there and watched. Do you really think you are at the level of Heavenly Dao and can break this situation at will?

Zhao Changhe finally spoke: "It turns out that the so-called Hero Pavilion is a trap... The heroes who challenged the ninth floor to see you have either been refined or surrendered. I see that some of the guards in front are quite magnanimous. I guess they are not on the same side as you, and they have no choice but to submit to you..."

Heavenly Sword Master quickly dodged Ling Ruoyu's sword and said with a smile, "I'm not sure I can trap you two... But aren't you two too conceited? Even if you are not afraid of my Qiankun Pavilion, your daughter is not afraid of it either? I was able to rescue your daughter in time just now, but since you still haven't taken action, I'm afraid there will be no chance again."

As he spoke, Ling Ruoyu groaned, and the force of his sword weakened by seven or eight points.

The intense burning took up too much of her strength to resist. If there was any shortcoming in her sword-and-human combination, it was that her human body was too weak, with high attack and low defense. Normally, her sword was strong enough to cover up this shortcoming, but once she was attacked indiscriminately, her body obviously couldn't withstand it.

And this so-called "Qiankun Pavilion" magic weapon seems to double its offensive power every moment. The longer it stays, the greater the damage.

"Now can we talk about this black sword?" Heavenly Sword Master said with a smile, "To be honest, I don't expect this magic weapon to be able to refine you two, but if I can trap you for a few breaths and turn your daughter into ashes, it is still very easy to achieve."

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "So?"

"So if you two give up the black sword, I will let the sword recognize its master right here. You two can take your daughter away. I will never stop you."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that we will come back and seek revenge on you?"

The Heavenly Sword Master looked at the Galaxy Sword with a fiery light in his eyes: "Once I get this sword, I will go far away to practice. With it in my hand, my path will be complete! No matter who it is in the future, they will no longer be my opponent!"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "That's a nice thought."

"What do you think?" Heavenly Sword Master shouted, "If you don't decide now, your daughter will die without a complete body!"

Zhao Changhe yawned: "Really?"

Reverend Tianjian was about to say something when his eyes suddenly bulged out.

The little girl was slashing and stabbing at him angrily, but suddenly she stopped and disappeared with a "whoosh".

Disappeared……

Only a black sword was left suspended in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing dimly at Lord Tianjian, like the eyes of a little girl who was unwilling to accept the defeat.

Venerable Tianjian rubbed his eyes. Where was such a big girl just now?

Did you feel dizzy just now? Why did it feel like the little girl got into the sword...

The people are gone, what’s the point of roasting them?
Venerable Tianjian also reacted quickly. He grabbed the sword immediately and tried to erase the original owner's mark and control the sword before the couple attacked.

The black sword suddenly ran wildly, whistling loudly, and pierced straight into the spirit platform.

At the same time, a strong wind suddenly blew up behind him. The Heavenly Sword Master swept his mind and a large broadsword chopped off his head.

The broadsword was not slashing automatically, but the man of the young couple had appeared behind them at some point, holding the broadsword, and slashed at their heads angrily: "You bullied my daughter, have you thought about how you're going to die?"

"Dang!" The Heavenly Sword Master quickly drew his sword back. There was a deafening explosion, and his arm felt numb and he took several steps back.

Zhao Changhe did not pursue him, but slashed the ground with his sword: "A mere attic, you think you can call it heaven and earth! Break it!"

"Boom!" The extremely terrifying force struck the ground. With a "crash" sound, the ground cracked, the surrounding restrictions were destroyed, and the building collapsed in an instant.

"You!" The Heavenly Sword Master was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This was his extremely important magic weapon, which had withstood so many forces and still stood for thousands of years, but it was destroyed by someone with just one blow.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Changhe's voice appeared in his ears again, and the huge broadsword reached his neck again: "Roast my whole family? We are being roasted by the sun and the moon, do you think you deserve it?"

"Bang!" Venerable Tianjian barely managed to block one more sword attack, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately turned into light and flew away.

Can't fight.

This man fought much more domineeringly than his daughter, and he would not give the other party any breathing time. This fighting style determined that as long as there was a slight difference in strength between the two sides, it would be magnified many times under the pressure of his violent storm, and her own strength was just one level lower than his, so she could not fight!
It can be seen that his swordsmanship has no foundation at all, having long since returned to its original simplicity. With a simple chop or cut, he can create the world.

Where on earth did this dragon come from? The power of heaven is only this much...

A thought flashed through my mind, and suddenly a warning sign arose.

Right on the flight path, the black sword was waiting there quietly, as if offering itself to be stabbed in the buttocks by it.

The Heavenly Sword Master quickly offered up a small bronze mirror. This mirror was called the Soul-stealing Mirror. Any weapon spirit that was illuminated by it would instantly lose consciousness, and some would be directly destroyed. The mirror light was shining on the black sword, and a girl fell out of the black sword again, holding the hilt and stabbing. The mirror light shone on the black sword, but it had no effect at all, because there was no spirit in the sword at all.

One wrong judgement, and Heavenly Sword Reverend would have no chance to escape... Zhao Changhe had already caught up with him and chopped off half of his body with one sword.

The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled in sync.

Zhao Changhe had controlled Xinghe to fight against enemies many times, but he had never experienced fighting side by side with Xinghe in this situation. It felt pretty good... Logically, if the opponent was not much weaker than Zhao Changhe and wanted to run away, it would not be easy to keep him, but with the cooperation of his daughter, he was able to stay easily.

The stinky blind man is useless, and the daughter is the one who can be trusted. Father and son fight together in battle.

Looking down, I saw the Heavenly Sword Master tumbling in the clouds, his blood staining the clouds, howling in pain: "Who... are you!"

Zhao Changhe landed on the clouds, squatted down and patted the face of the Heavenly Sword Master: "We originally came here just to accompany the child to broaden his horizons, and by the way, we came to ask you if you would sell the Broken Void Star Iron in your hand and how to sell it. But I didn't expect you to snatch my daughter without saying a word. Are you giving me face?"

I stole the sword, how could I have snatched your daughter... Heavenly Sword Venerable felt pain and regret, and said helplessly: "If I hand over the Void-Breaking Star Iron, can you let me live?"

Zhao Changhe laughed and said, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

The Heavenly Sword Master said helplessly: "The Void-Breaking Star Iron is not with me, so it's useless even if you steal my storage ring."

"It's nothing. I asked you this question just to make sure that you really have this thing and that person didn't lie to me. That's enough." After Zhao Changhe finished speaking, he raised his knife and slashed.

"Wait... wait a minute..." Before Lord Tianjian could finish his words, his head had been chopped off.

Ling Ruoyu had never expected her father to be so cruel: "Aren't you going to destroy the Void Star Iron? Why are you just going to kill him? Where can I find the Void Star Iron?"

Zhao Changhe rubbed her head and said, "You bullied my Ruoyu, but you didn't kill her and kept her alive for the New Year?"

Ling Ruoyu blinked her eyes: "The Void-Breaking Star Iron is what Queque wants..."

This Bai Lian... is clearly trying to flatter Long Que, "Dad treats me better than he treats you!"

Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This man has already forged a deep hatred with us, how can we let him go just for some materials? As for the materials, there are naturally ways... Dad will teach you some experience in the underworld."

After saying that, he took off the ring of the Heavenly Sword Master and scanned it with his spiritual sense. There were materials in the ring, but there was nothing that met the requirement of "indestructible".

Zhao Changhe was not surprised. He carried the head of the Heavenly Sword Master back to the city and went straight into the shop where he had bought things before. He threw the head to the owner and said, "You said you had a dispute with him?"

The shop owner's eyes widened.

Knowing that the Hero Pavilion had been destroyed, they were preparing to hold a meeting to discuss how to take advantage of this opportunity to attack Tianjian Mountain, but they didn't expect that in just a few breaths, even the head of Tianjian Venerable was cut off... I just wanted to cause trouble for Tianjian Venerable, when did I think it would have this effect...

This Ruye Sanren is too scary. When did such a ruthless person appear in the world? I have never heard of him before...

Seeing the shop owner's demented look, Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Now that he's dead, you will definitely not let go of his power, right?"

The shop owner wiped his sweat and said, "Yes, yes."

"If you attack his forces, you will naturally take his resources. I will exchange his head for the Void-Breaking Star Iron. Is that enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough." The shop owner wiped his sweat and said with an apologetic smile: "This senior used you to cause trouble for the Heavenly Sword Master..."

Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "You told me where the Broken Void Star Iron is, the news is true. I asked you if you had any conflicts with him and you answered clearly that you did, and we both knew it, so it doesn't count as taking advantage of each other. Okay, I'll wait for you here, bring the Broken Void Star Iron to me before dark, and from now on, we may never meet again."

The shop owner heaved a long sigh and said, "Senior, please go to the backyard to rest first. We will not let you down."

Ling Ruoyu watched the shop owner leave and asked blankly, "Is this the end?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it's over. I specifically told him that we won't meet again, he should understand what I meant. We won't have any intersection in the future. Let's just do business properly and there's no need to provoke us." Zhao Changhe followed the waiter to the backyard and said with a smile: "Traveling in the martial arts world doesn't mean you have to resort to violence and make everyone your enemy. You have to know that your enemies have their own enemies."

Ling Ruoyu felt that he had so many concubines, probably because of this...

Oh, by the way, where is mom?

Ling Ruoyu turned around to look for him, but saw Ye Wuming standing behind her with an apologetic look in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at her?" Zhao Changhe sat on the stone table in the backyard and poured himself a cup of immortal wine. "She saw others bullying you and got very angry. She wanted to beat them up, but she was afraid of provoking the Heavenly Law of this world, so she held back and dared not take action. That's it..."

Ye Wuming didn't say anything.

Zhao Changhe glanced at her and said, "Do you still have the nerve to fight for custody?"

Ye Wuming said unconvincedly, "If we really provoke the Heavenly Dao of this world, the battle will not be a matter of our victory or defeat, but we may provoke our own great enemy to wait in the wings, and we are not ready yet. Moreover, if a major conflict really breaks out, it will be disadvantageous to Ruoyu."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe was too lazy to argue with her and handed a glass of wine to Ling Ruoyu: "Come on, drink some wine from the Immortal Dao world and see how it compares to ours."

Ling Ruoyu sat down and took a sip, her eyes smiling into crescents: "It tastes good, and it has plenty of spiritual energy."

"After all, in high-end maps, the villains almost managed to escape from my hands. There are no villains of this level in our world." Zhao Changhe sipped the wine and analyzed its composition. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "Except for the difference in the nature of the raw materials, the wine is still wine. Just like the battle with them, the form is different, but the essence is still strength."

Ye Wuming said: "Of course. But they rely on external forces more than us... They use a wide variety of magic weapons, and it is easier for them to surpass their level than us."

Zhao Changhe threw the ring he had just taken over and said, "There are many magic weapons here. Please check and see if there is any magic weapon suitable for us... Not just for the three of us, but also for others. You know."

Ye Wuming asked: "Why should I help them pick things?"

Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes: "For the Heavenly Dao decisive battle, do you want to pick it or not?"

Ye Wuming said calmly: "It doesn't take that many people... Just like the indiscriminate roasting in the Qiankun Pavilion just now, there are too many magic weapons or spells like this. It's meaningless for the weaker ones to participate in this kind of battle."

Zhao Changhe grasped the key point: "Your subtext is that you have agreed to join forces with them to fight the enemy?"

Ye Wuming tilted his head slightly, said nothing more, and just took the ring to scan it.

If he could never break through that line, it would be difficult not to join forces with this group of people, especially Jiuyou.

Ye Wuming still felt that Zhao Changhe's arrow thirty years ago was meddling. Everything should have been over, but he had to make things like this... Of course, Zhao Changhe was trying to protect Ye Wuming's life, but he had been sleeping for thirty years. If she really wanted to accuse him of meddling, it would be too inhumane. She couldn't say it.

Theoretically, we should thank him...but both of them tacitly did not mention it. After all, his purpose in saving this life was not simple, and once this aspect was brought up, the topic might get out of control.

"Tian Jian Zun is quite wealthy... Some of the things here are indeed suitable for them. I will label them one by one, and you can teach them how to use them when the time comes..." Ye Wuming weighed the ring and looked at it for a long time, then glanced at Zhao Changhe: "No, you don't even know how to use the magic weapon yourself, do you want me to teach you?"

"How do you teach me?" Zhao Changhe blinked. "You can try the hand-to-hand method like Wanzhuang taught me to play the piano. Forget the method of just tapping Lingtai with your fingers."

Ye Wuming said angrily: "This is a serious matter, you haven't finished teasing me, right?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, and answered sincerely: "Don't you know that for me, teasing you and preventing you from getting angry is the most important thing since I traveled through time?"

Ye Wuming's eyebrows were raised.

Ling Ruoyu secretly moved the stone bench back a little.

You are a divorced couple... No, you are not a couple at all. If you keep teasing me like this, I feel like we are going to fight...

That's not right. Mother doesn't seem to dare to act rashly, for fear of provoking the Heavenly Dao of this world or something...

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Zhao Changhe openly reaching out and grabbing Ye Wuming's hand: "Hit me if you dare?"

(End of this chapter)