Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 66 My Divine Sword (Fifth Update)
Zhao Zheng was taken aback.

Although he witnessed the divine power of the Dragon-Capturing Sword yesterday, which could extend and retract at will and was incomparably sharp, he was still proud that Zhanlu was hard enough to withstand it.

Who would have thought that in today's battle, the opponent would actually launch a sword from underwater three zhang away!
Zhao Zheng had never seen anything so bizarre before.

He hastily countered with several sword flashes, retreating repeatedly.

In the blink of an eye.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled lightly, and the blade vanished instantly, leaving Zhao Zheng's longsword swinging in vain.

Immediately afterwards, Ren Shaoyang took a step and flashed, the blade appeared in a flash, and passed under his arm in an unpredictable way, coiling like a giant python, with three soft hissing sounds, and poked its head toward Zhao Zheng.

It is the "Sword Python" from the Thirteen Swords of Kunlun!
The sword strike was so bizarre that Zhang Zhen and Zhu Dadian, who were in the distance, were stunned. They never expected that this kid's move would be so terrifying. They couldn't even see how he drew his sword, and they thought he had used some kind of sorcery.

Zhao Zheng raised his sword and slashed repeatedly, but with three clangs, he finally managed to deflect the "sword python's" outstretched head.

After taking a dozen or so steps back to create a safe distance, he exclaimed "Ah!" and looked at Ren Shaoyang, who stood tall on the water, with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Ren Shaoyang picked up a lotus flower and took a slight sniff: "Brother Zhao, it seems you've lost ground."

Zhao Zheng snorted coldly: "The outcome is still uncertain!" As he spoke, he was already gone like an angry arrow.

With a swift strike, several sharp "swish" sounds rang out, the sword flashed, and the attack was extremely powerful, like a mountain collapsing and the sea overturning, each strike startling and terrifying.

Zhao Zheng's move was to use his power to intimidate Ren Shaoyang, in a grand and righteous manner, so as to force Ren Shaoyang to withdraw his sword and protect himself, thus preventing him from using that treacherous blade and forcing him to change his stance and be unable to strike from an unexpected angle.

The white light reflected from the Zhanlu sword made Ren Shaoyang's face appear snow-white. He frowned and pointed with his fingers.

Zhao Zheng was puzzled when he saw him pointing at him from about ten feet away.

With a "whoosh," Ren Shaoyang suddenly extended a wisp of sword light from his fingertip. It was incredibly slender and blue, and with a flick of his finger, it turned in mid-air and slashed toward Zhao Zheng's waist.

Zhao Zheng was startled. He never expected that instead of using his finger strength, his opponent would unleash a barrage of sword light. He immediately leaped into the air.

"brush"!
A pool of lotus flowers silently leaped up, only to shatter and fly away under the sword energy.

Suddenly, a rain of flowers began to fall from the sky!
Ren Shaoyang stood with one hand holding a lotus flower and the other hand held out with fingers interlaced, standing out from the crowd.

It's truly unbelievable, as if the "Sword God" has been reborn!
Since he began practicing martial arts, Zhao Zheng has always been accompanied by the loneliness of being invincible.

He was not only invincible among his peers, but after creating the "Tragic Sword Technique," he also became invincible among his predecessors.

Although Zhao Zheng was an upright and kind person, he was one of the few people in the world who could be called a "knight-errant".

However, he had been famous for a long time, and being young and holding a high position, his behavior naturally had a condescending, arrogant, and disdainful feel.

This is not his problem, but a cultural attribute, which is beyond his control.

just.

After Ren Shaoyang arrived in this world, he was just as invincible, dancing freely in the vast expanse.

Faced with Zhao Zheng's habitual coercion and enticement, and his top-down handouts.

Old Ren naturally wouldn't indulge him.

Furthermore, the fierce battle between you, Zhao Zheng, and Wei Jinzhong is a political issue. Including me means that both the little beggar and Ding'an will be dragged into the vortex.

Three bumpkins from beyond the Great Wall get involved in the political struggle in the capital?

Ren Shaoyang smirked coldly: "Commander Zhao, I'm going to get serious now, so watch out, or I might kill you."

Zhao Zheng pointed his long sword diagonally and said in a loud voice, "Brother Ren, I understand. Please go all out!" Ren Shaoyang raised his sword-like eyebrows and his figure appeared in front of Zhao Zheng. He pointed his fingers and his energy was sharp and swift.

Having already suffered from the Divine Sword Dragon Capture, Zhao Zheng was now gathering his strength and ready to unleash it. He shouted, "Good!" His long sword suddenly plunged into the water, stirring up one water curtain after another, changing back and forth three times. The sword energy adhered to the water curtain, setting up a triple defense.

At this moment, the sky was a clear blue with wispy clouds drifting by. Inside the lotus pond of Xiangjiazhuang, two top masters were locked in a fierce battle.

Ren Shaoyang pointed into the air, his body as white as a crane, his clothes fluttering.

Zhao Zheng wielded his long sword with incredible speed, creating a curtain of flying water that surged and billowed.

The two forces clashed. Ren Shaoyang's fingertips moved forward, and with a "whoosh," the inner force of the "Thousand-Pound Zen" technique penetrated the space between the solid and the solid. Wherever it passed, the water curtain disintegrated layer by layer, and the sharp intent went straight for Zhao Zheng's heart.

Zhao Zheng retreated repeatedly, then suddenly gritted his teeth, lay back, and with a flick of his sword tip, thrust it upwards towards Ren Shaoyang's throat.

This was a purely suicidal attack.

Let's see if he stabs Ren Shaoyang in the throat first, or if Ren Shaoyang's finger strength will pierce him like a gourd first.

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang chuckled softly, his finger strength suddenly changed, his five fingers spread out like plum blossoms in full bloom, flowing unpredictably, and his strength also became soft and gentle, as his robe sleeves billowed up.

With a whoosh, a nimble blade shot out from the scabbard on the wrist, whistling through the air like a wisp of smoke, swirling and pointing towards the Zhanlu sword.

Two clanging sounds.

Zhao Zheng felt the force of the incoming sword change many times. First, it was a gentle force, then the sharp finger force from before, then an unparalleled fist force, and finally a domineering and powerful force.

These various forces attacked in turn, overlapping and surging like ocean waves, relentlessly assaulting the enemy. Even the indestructible Zhanlu sword instantly bent like a hook.

Zhao Zheng let out a muffled groan, being struck like a flying stone on water, retreating repeatedly while stirring up a large swath of waves.

It turns out that Ren Shaoyang used the "Heart-Sacrifice Style" supernatural power to control his entire body, and in a short moment, he fused multiple forces such as "Great Brahma Banner", "One Hair's Breadth Zen", "Sumeru Mad Zen", and "Sword Overlord" into one sword.

This sword strike may seem simple, but it is actually like a cluster missile. Without contact, it is completely still, but once it makes contact, multiple forces erupt like a torrent, rushing down in a flash.

"when"!
Zhao Zheng's Zhanlu sword suddenly flew up, drifting and landing on the stone path in the distance. He was in excruciating pain, a mouthful of blood rushing to his throat, his internal organs feeling as if they were turning inside out.

He immediately lost his balance and fell into the pool with a splash.

"Big Brother!" *2
Zhang Zhen and Zhu Dadian's eyes widened suddenly, and they shouted in alarm.

The two rushed out of the pavilion. Zhang Zhen lunged at Ren Shaoyang, while Zhu Dadian leaped into the water to save Zhao Zheng.

"Retreat!" Amid the chaos, Ren Shaoyang shouted, his voice like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, causing the pool water to ripple violently.

Zhang Zhen felt dizzy and his ears were ringing, but he gritted his teeth and drew his sword with a clang.

Seeing the swift sword light of the sword coming at him like a whistling wind, Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "I've been annoyed with you for a long time!" As he spoke, he pointed a finger diagonally.

This finger strike is "Sword Escape" from the "Thirteen Swords of Kunlun," as delicate as silk and as soft as a spring breeze, exuding an extremely graceful and ethereal quality, lightly catching the Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword.

Zhang Zhen felt a heat in his tiger's mouth. His long sword swung up, drew a circle, went around Ren Shaoyang's body, and thrust to the left.

On the left is Zhu Dadian, who had just rescued Zhao Zheng from the water and then came to help.

Zhu Dadian was startled: "Second brother, what are you doing?" He quickly drew his sword to block.

With a clang, the two swords clashed. Zhu Dadian's right arm went numb, and the long sword in his hand suddenly leaped up, as if it had come to life, and flew away into the distance.

With just that one moment, Zhu Dadian's bones went numb, and he fell into the water once again.

(End of this chapter)