Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 417: Being a dog, Grandmaster battle! (Two in one)

Zhao Boqi had no intention of stopping his ancestor.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Zhao family is still prosperous today and is a top-notch family located in the core urban area.

But only he himself knew that the Zhao family was already in a precarious, even dangerous state.

There are wolves lurking outside the house. Once their ancestor dies of illness, the huge Zhao family foundation will be wiped out in an instant, and will be eaten by the wolves until not even a trace will be left!
Therefore, if the Zhao family wants to break the impasse, they must find a strong helper.

It was at this time that someone from the Su family came to them, or more precisely, their grandmaster Zhao Wenruo, and an important agreement was reached between the two.

As long as they complete the tasks assigned by the Changsheng family, the other party will be able to protect the Zhao family from destruction.

To put it nicely, this means that the Zhao family will secretly act as Su's thugs, a useful sharp weapon.

To put it bluntly, the Zhao family is like dogs, biting wherever their master points.

If it had happened in the past, this would naturally not have been accepted by the Zhao family.

But now that the family is in danger, the Zhao family can only accept the result of living under someone else's roof if they want to survive.

He felt sad, but there was nothing Zhao Boqi could do.

Currently, only a few elders and he, the head of the family, know about this matter, and the rest of the family members are unaware of the inside story.

Looking at the empty ancestor's meditation room, Zhao Boqi couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Nothing is ever permanent, and all that prospers will eventually decline.

Even the Changsheng family, which has always been high and mighty, will one day come down to the mortal world and play tricks in secret, not to mention the Zhao family.

"The rest of our lives will be like walking a tightrope. Our Zhao family is already standing on the edge of a cliff."

The land of Nine Netherworlds, the realm of chaos.

This is not the first time Song Changming has come to this place. It is still gloomy and cold, making people uncomfortable.

However, the extremely harsh environment also allows many cold and gloomy things to be born here, including many valuable treasures.

The deeper you go into the Netherworld, the more good things you can find.

A purple flower grows on the top of the cliff, and a spotted snake is fighting with a vulture for the purple flower on the cliff.

Suddenly, a flash of knife light fell, and red clouds rolled, destroying half of the cliff. Rocks fell and smashed into the cold pool below, splashing a large amount of cold air.

The spotted snake and vulture, which had just been fighting fiercely, were also killed instantly by the light of the sword.

Song Changming fell from the sky and took the wisteria flower into his pocket.

The two corpses of monsters naturally contributed their blood and flesh essence to him.

Ever since the flesh and blood of the great monster was exhausted, he hasn't had any decent flesh and blood from a monster for a long time.

These two corpses of monsters barely reached the level of monster generals, and the effect of refining them can only be said to be barely passable.

"Flower, flower, flower, flower, flower"

In the box, Xiao Jin stretched out his long beard and wrote many small words in the air, reminding Song Changming, fearing that he could not see it.

"Okay, I see." Song Changming laughed and put the wisteria flower in his hand close to the box.

As the long beard wrapped around it, the wisteria flower withered and died in an instant. The nutrients that it had absorbed and exhaled from the essence of the sun and the moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, were all taken away by the small fairy ginseng in the box.

"Repay the debt, repay the debt." This time it was Song Changming's turn to urge.

Soon, a cool air emanated from Xiao Jin and was actively absorbed into Song Changming's body. He easily refined it, forming a stream of innate energy that was injected into his martial arts meridians.

His Qi Refining skills also increased dramatically.
This is how he gets along with this little fairy ginseng that has lived for thousands of years.

It 'live' in his body, supplying him with spiritual energy and providing a bonus to his cultivation efficiency.

Song Changming would give it natural treasures from time to time to help it grow without worries. It no longer had to hide from place to place, worrying about being eaten by monsters or being picked up by people to make medicine.

At first, this ginseng spirit tried every means to escape from Song Changming's clutches.

But as time went on, year after year they lived comfortably, and the ginseng spirit just lay down on Song Changming's body, never thinking of escaping again, and even couldn't be driven away.

Suddenly, the ginseng spirit's long beard shrank sharply, and the box was quickly closed with a snap.

Song Changming was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

Someone is coming!

He couldn't help but put away the box and turned his head to look.

He sensed that an extremely strong aura was descending here and locking him tightly.

The next moment, a figure arrived and appeared high in the sky, looking into Song Changming's eyes.

"I never thought that the Zhao family would be the first to come." Song Changming recognized the man's identity at a glance. It was the ancestor of the Zhao family who had shown up before.

Song Changming had lived a peaceful life for a while. He thought that if anyone was dissatisfied with his peaceful life and came to cause trouble for him, it would most likely be the Changsheng Su family.

But I didn't expect it was the Zhao family.

It had been a long time since he had killed the elder of the Zhao family. After that, the Zhao family was "hunted" by other families and had no time to deal with him.

However, he didn't expect that he would be targeted again at this time, and it was this grandmaster who took action. It must be said that this has given Song Changming enough face.

"Could it be that because I took the position of the commander-in-chief of the 19th Army, which originally belonged to the Zhao family, I became the reason for the other party's anger?" Song Changming felt that this reason was somewhat far-fetched.

Maybe there are other hidden stories behind it.

But no matter what, this grandmaster is the one he needs to face today.

"Hello, senior. I wonder why you are looking for me this time?" Song Changming's tone was quite polite, even seemed too calm.

This also surprised Zhao Wenruo.

Considering the grudges between Song Changming and his Zhao family, Song Changming should be a little flustered when he sees him at this moment.

"This time, I ask you to accompany me." Zhao Wenruo's old voice was very penetrating, and the sound waves it formed were like an invisible hammer hitting down heavily.

Ordinary innate warriors would be caught off guard and suffer this loss, and would most likely be injured.

But Song Changming stood where he was. The sound waves were like a breeze blowing on his face. He remained calm and composed, as if he felt nothing.

Zhao Wenruo frowned slightly, thinking of the reminder Zhao Boqi gave him before leaving.

This kid is definitely not an ordinary innate warrior and cannot be measured by common sense!
"Where are we going?" Song Changming asked.

"We'll know when the time comes." Zhao Wenruo said.

"Senior, if you don't say it clearly, I don't want to go." Song Changming had one hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Are you really not going?" Zhao Wenruo's eyes became sharper and the pressure began to increase, making the air around him freeze.

"Don't go."

"Very good!" It had been a long time since Zhao Wenruo had met a junior who dared to disobey him. In fact, in front of him, Song Changming's age was only considered a junior among juniors, and the difference was huge.

Zhao Wenruo slapped down with his palm, and the powerful palm force condensed into a huge handprint, which fell to where Song Changming was.

He was already injured and didn't want to waste too much energy, so this palm was intended to subdue Song Changming in one fell swoop.

however.

A red blade light swept out from bottom to top, not only destroying the huge palm print he had created head-on, but it also continued to move forward with unabated momentum, slashing towards him!
Upon seeing this, Zhao Wenruo immediately drew his sword and swung it out as well, only then did he eliminate the red blade light.

"Emperor Yun's Red Cloud Sword" Zhao Wenruo saw at a glance the sword techniques used by Song Changming.

It is a first-grade sword technique created by Emperor Yun, and its power is top-notch among all first-grade sword techniques in the world.

But he was also very clear that no matter how powerful the Scarlet Cloud Sword Technique was, it could not be this powerful when wielded by a congenital warrior.

"It's just opening up the eight martial meridians."

Zhao Wenruo was thinking in his mind, but his movements did not stop at all. He floated in front of Song Changming and struck out with another sword.

Song Changming did not dodge and hit back with a knife.

A slash and a long sword collided.

On its right arm, a painting of a demon ape has emerged, with a ferocious ape face, hideous fangs, and a vivid roar!

Song Changming himself possesses more than twenty-two dragon powers!

The physical body that he has cultivated is now fully capable of bearing the demon ape's power to move mountains!
With the combination of the two, Song Changming's power explosion has already surpassed the level of the innate realm!

even.

boom!
A huge force like a tsunami swept over, and a strong wind blew in his face, instantly ruffling Zhao Wenruo's white hair.

His pupils trembled, and the master's body flew uncontrollably in the air, tilted, and slammed heavily into the mountain.

The entire top of the cliff collapsed.

The earth shook, and the wild beasts and monsters under the cliff fled in haste.

In their eyes, the duel between Song Changming and the ancestor of the Zhao family was no more than a fight between gods.

"Huh?" Song Changming stared at the collapsed mountain. The other party was buried in it, but he didn't rush out for a long time, which made him a little strange.

The power of his sword was indeed extraordinary, but the opponent was a master after all, so he should not be directly injured by this sword.

However, it is what it is.

Inside the mountain, the ancestor of the Zhao family was trapped inside it, looking even paler with his disheveled hair.

Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and there was a bright red spot on his clothes on his chest, stained by the blood he had just spurted out.

"This bastard!" His expression showed a bit of pain.

On the one hand, Song Changming underestimated the true lethality of his sword. Although he couldn't kill himself, it didn't mean he couldn't kill other people, even if that person was a martial arts master!
On the other hand, the ancestor of the Zhao family had not yet recovered from his injuries, so his strength was naturally greatly reduced.

After misjudging the power of Song Changming's knife, he suffered further injury.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and without caring about anything else, he took a deep breath and broke through the mountain to rush out.

At the same time, another red knife light fell down.

The huge mountain was completely split into two!
Song Changming put away his knife with a grim expression, and his eyes followed the figure of the Zhao family ancestor.

With a sudden step of the right foot, the second wizard seal was cast out.

A ethereal force burst out, as if adding a pair of wings to Song Changming.

Just like the Demonic Ape Sorcerer Seal, his physical body is now able to fully bear the power of the Demonic Bird Sorcerer Seal.

The next moment, Song Changming disappeared from the spot.

In just a few breaths, he caught up with the ancestor of the Zhao family.

The two fought fiercely in the air. The ancestor of the Zhao family, who had already experienced Song Changming's true strength and suffered a loss once, dared not underestimate him at this moment.

He also understood what was going on. Song Changming's Qi training was nothing in front of him. The truly powerful one was his flesh and blood body that had been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, like that of a demon!
That was the key to his injury.

"Sad tiger!" Zhao Wenruo's eyes were as bright as sparks. He raised his sword and his internal energy turned into a giant blue tiger, which swallowed Song Changming who was right in front of him in one bite.

The powerful sword intent continued to destroy and corrode Song Changming's body, until it knocked him into the ground like a meteor, and then dissipated in a violent explosion.

After the fight, if there was one thing that Song Changming found the most difficult, it was not the opponent's identity as a martial arts master, but the terrifying swordsmanship that the opponent had practiced for four hundred years.

Once used, the power is incredible!

"If it weren't for this layer of tortoise shell scales, I'm afraid this sword would be enough to send me to rebirth." Song Changming slowly stepped out from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and muttered to himself.

Zhao Wenruo frowned and looked solemn.

He was not surprised that the sword failed to kill Song Changming, but he found it hard to accept that the sword did not even cause any injury to Song Changming.

From his perception, Song Changming's breath was extremely stable, with no signs of falling.

The smoke and dust were blown away by a gust of wind, revealing Song Changming's intact figure, looking at him calmly.

Zhao Wenruo's gaze fell on Song Changming's body.

At this moment, Song Changming's clothes and armor had exploded, revealing the surface of his skin, which was covered with many colorful mysterious lines.

Among them, the magic ape on the right arm and the magic bird on the right leg are the most eye-catching.

Then came Song Changming's chest. A layer of tortoise pattern, like another piece of armor, was embedded in his chest, and extended into pieces of scales, almost covering his entire body!

This is the layer of tortoise shell scales covering his third wizard seal.

It was precisely because of the protection of this witch soldier seal that Song Changming remained safe and sound after enduring the sword attack from the ancestor of the Zhao family!
"What kind of magic is this?!" Zhao Wenruo looked at the mysterious pattern on Song Changming's body and felt inexplicably uneasy.

Song Changming raised his hand and grabbed the Chang Shoudao buried underground. It was pulled back to his palm and was held by him.

"Come again!" Song Changming felt the surging power in his body, grinned, exerted force with his feet, and instantly propelled himself into the air. Controlling the power of the three wizard seals, he once again attacked the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Zhao Wenruo was fully focused, his mind completely immersed in his sword. At this moment he forgot the pain and no longer held back.

"Ailong!"

Another sword, the sword intent turned into a dragon shape, and the sword power was even stronger than before!
Song Changming tried to dodge, but the stegosaurus followed him like a shadow and locked him tightly.

Seeing that he was about to be devoured by the opponent's sword intent again, Song Changming decisively gave up the futile dodging and took the initiative to attack.

Holding the knife with both hands, he exerted force and slashed again.

Now, he has mastered the Scarlet Cloud Sword Technique from the entry level, and the pure power of the sword is naturally much stronger than before.

Combined with his burst of power, this sword arrived first and was faster than everything else!
(End of this chapter)