Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Listening to Wan Chunliu's narration.

Yang Zhao was speechless, but he also knew that Wan Chunliu and other longevity bats were not to blame for this incident.

And it must be said that Jiang Feng is really a troublemaker. He can never be at peace wherever he goes.

After a pause, Yang Zhao waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Since the Dugu Sword Tomb is so noisy and the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai has not shown up, it is very likely that the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai has already left there."

"By the way, what did you get from Dugu Sword Tomb?"

Wan Chunliu was very happy to see that Yang Zhao was not angry.

Soon, Wan Chunliu said, "Reporting to the leader, in Dugu Sword Tomb, there are two sets of sword carvings, three swords left by the sword demon, a flesh-crowned golden eagle, and many places for retreat left by the sword demon."

"We acted earlier and took the three swords and the golden eagle away first."

"Only the two sword carvings left by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai have not been mined and remain there!"

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "Okay, you send the three swords here. You can rest for one more day today. Tomorrow at noon, go and see the golden eagle with a flesh-crowned crown. Then I will go and see what kind of courage those thirteen villains and twelve zodiac signs have to dare to offend the Ming Cult."

After saying that.

Yang Zhao waved his hand and asked Wan Chunliu to retreat.

Soon, under the command of Wan Chunliu, several servants carried or lifted three long sword boxes to the tea room where Yang Zhao and others were.

Seeing the three sword boxes, Huang Rong was the first one who couldn't hold back and left Yang Zhao's arms.

Huang Rong quickly opened a sword box, and saw a slightly old sword emitting a sharp sword aura appear in front of everyone.

"Qingfeng Sword."

Huang Rong picked up the long sword casually and said, "Brother Zhao, is this the sword left by Dugu Jianmo? It doesn't seem to be anything special."

Huang Rong is pretty and intelligent, but she doesn't like to put effort into martial arts.

Instead, Jingwei glanced at Yang Zhao and casually sent out a pink sword energy to hit the Qingfeng sword.

In an instant, a fierce, sharp and unparalleled attacking sword intent burst out from the Qingfeng sword. Under the influence of the sword intent, the Qingfeng sword seemed to bloom with a new look as if it were possessed by a spirit. The sharp sword light flowed around the sword, breaking through layers of old traces and bursting with sparkling green light.

Looking at this scene, at first glance, you can tell that this is definitely a peerless sword.

Huang Rong was slightly surprised, but soon she became interested. She turned to look at Yang Zhao and said, "Brother Zhao, what's going on? This Qingfeng sword seems to be alive."

Yang Zhao smiled and said, "This is the sword that Dugu Qiubai used before he was thirty years old. It was buried in the sword tomb and has been refined by Dugu Qiubai's sword will for countless years. It has long been spiritual and turned into a magic weapon."

"Before this, the Qingfeng Sword looked so old, but it was just because it had never met an opponent, so the magic weapon was obscured."

"Although the sword in Jingwei's hand is not among the top divine weapons, it is one of the Eight Swords of King Yue, and is not inferior to the Qingfeng Sword in the slightest. When the two sword energies meet, it will naturally awaken the spirituality of the Qingfeng Sword."

Huang Rong became more and more curious. She performed some sword moves and released several sword energies, which actually tore the entire private room into pieces.

Huang Rong immediately stuck out her tongue, put down the magic sword, hugged Yang Zhao's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Zhao, I didn't mean it, you won't blame me..."

Chapter 133: Conversation with the Divine Condor

In this world, whether it is a strange beast or a magical weapon, some of them are spiritual.

Even an ordinary sword, after being used, nurtured and worn for a long time by the top swordsman, will be infected by the invisible sword intent and develop a spirituality unique to a divine weapon.

This kind of psychic weapon can sound the sword to give warnings, generate its own sword energy, protect itself, etc. It is extremely rare.

The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai is undoubtedly one of the top swordsmen in the entire Kyushu world.

To be precise, when one reaches the level of Dugu Qiubai, he is already heading towards the path of sword cultivation.

Qingfeng Sword, Ziwei Soft Sword, and Xuantie Heavy Sword.

Among them, the Ziwei Soft Sword was specially salvaged from the abyss by the Longevity Bat.

All three are magical weapons, among which the Qingfeng sword focuses on sharpness, the Ziwei soft sword focuses on ferocity, and the Xuantie heavy sword focuses on killing.

After admiring the performance of the three divine weapons.

Under Huang Rong's repeated requests, Yang Zhao reluctantly agreed to refine the Ziwei soft sword, remove some of its fierceness, and then gave it to Huang Rong for use.

The Qingfeng Sword was given to Jingwei, who had never desired anything.

Only the heavy black iron sword was unpopular because of its appearance and weight, so Yang Zhaoxue hid it away, planning to wait until the future when he would find an opportunity to reward it to a powerful general under his command who was good at swordsmanship.

Of course, there isn't a strong warrior like that who's good at kendo yet.

the next day.

Yang Zhao and others set off again. Under the leadership of the Xiangyang Longevity Bat members, they quickly left Xiangyang City and came to a huge villa on the outskirts of the nearby mountains.

In fact, this villa is the ultimate stronghold of the Xiangyang Five Bats.

Enter the villa.

Yang Zhao and his companions had not walked far when they soon heard bursts of eagle cries and human roars coming from deep in the villa.

As they went deeper into the villa, everyone could increasingly feel two extremely wild auras.

Finally, we arrived at a zoo deep in the villa.

In the center of the zoo, a tall and mighty man, shirtless and holding a sword in both hands, was confronting a golden eagle monster that was more than two meters tall.

The strange beast was ferocious. Although it was called a golden eagle, it actually only had the general appearance of a golden eagle.

Its golden feathers were tattered and there was a tumor on its head. It could neither fly nor walk, and could only rely on low-altitude gliding and swooping to move.

However, even so, the ferocity of the golden eagle is still enough to suppress anyone below the heavenly realm.

Fighting against the golden eagle monster.

Even Yan Nantian, the famous swordsman who was well-known throughout the Song Dynasty and the south of the Yangtze River, could not do anything to the golden eagle.

"What a big, fierce eagle!"

"Brother Zhao..."

Huang Rong had a girlish nature and loved all kinds of rare and exotic things in the world. After seeing this golden eagle, she became interested in it even though it was ugly.

Yang Zhao understood Huang Rong's thoughts best.

Just at this moment, seeing that Yan Nantian was already sweating profusely and his true energy was rising like white mist, he simply released a stream of true energy to suppress the golden eagle monster.

Yan Nantian saw that someone had interfered in the fight, so he turned around and said, "It turned out that Master Yang Zhao had come. I apologize for my impoliteness."

Being heroic does not mean being ignorant of etiquette.

Yan Nantian himself is actually a well-read man. If he had no culture, he would not be able to create advanced martial arts such as the Divine Sword Technique and the Southern Dipper Divine Fist based on a book on the Wedding Dress that he picked up.

Seeing the owner of this manor coming, Yan Nantian was shocked, shaking off the sweat. He took the clothes handed to him by the waiter and put them on before greeting Yang Zhao and others.

Yang Zhao returned the greeting and said, "We are people of the martial arts world, and we are not particular about trivial matters. I have taken the initiative to stop Brother Yan and Brother Diao from fighting. I hope you two will not be offended."

Yang Zhao's words made everyone present feel a little strange.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, being polite to Yan Nantian is fine and justifiable.

But it is quite puzzling that an extremely ugly golden eagle is also called "Brother Eagle".

Yan Nantian was the first to react and said, "Brother Yang, you are too polite. If it weren't for you stopping me, Brother Diao and I would have been in a life-and-death situation..."

"Gah, quack..."

Before Yan Nantian finished speaking, the golden eagle beast had already begun to cry towards Yang Zhao in a very spiritual manner.

Everyone is puzzled.

Only Yang Zhao smiled, and casually dispersed the true energy that enveloped the golden eagle, and said sincerely: "Brother Eagle, please don't blame me. It is not my intention to suppress others with force. It's just that Brother Eagle has too much vicious energy. For the sake of my wife and daughter, Yang has to take precautions. I hope Brother Eagle can forgive me."

"Gah, gah (Skinny female biped, you have such bad taste)"

Hearing Yang Zhao's words, the golden eagle rolled its eyes in a very human way, glanced at the woman beside Yang Zhao, and then looked at Yang Zhao with great contempt.

Yang Zhao possesses the spiritual consciousness of the primordial spirit and can sense the specific meaning of the golden eagle from its spiritual power.

As for the others, only Yan Nantian could understand a little bit, more or less, and his expression became very strange.

Yang Zhao and Yan Nantian both looked drunk.

Huang Rong was very anxious and asked, "Brother Zhao, what did the eagle say?"

Yang Zhao paused and said, "Brother Eagle thinks Rong'er is very beautiful."

The golden eagle looked at him with disdain and shouted, "Ga (You are a henpecked husband, you two-legged beast are no good)"

Yang Zhao looked unhappy and said, "Rong'er, please don't ask for now. Your husband needs to have a discussion with Brother Diao."

"Gaga, gaga (Two-legged beast, you really don't know what's good for you. I'll introduce you to a majestic and docile female eagle later)"

The golden eagle looked at Yang Zhao with disdain, and then glanced at Huang Rong and the other women with contempt. It flapped its broken wings, stirring up gusts of wind, which even contained a bit of sword energy.

Yang Zhao's face became increasingly ugly, and he waved his hand to have someone bring the heavy black iron sword.

Then, Yang Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and asked someone to bring wine, meat, etc. to feed the golden eagle.

One man and one eagle, and there seemed to be a rather graceful attitude between the two.

For quite a while.

After the golden eagle had eaten and drunk its fill, Yang Zhao held the black iron heavy sword and said, "Brother Eagle, have you rested well?"

Golden Eagle Beast: "Ga Ga (You are in the Heavenly Realm, fighting with me is bullying an eagle)"

Yang Zhao quickly gathered his true energy and said, "Brother Eagle, I will gather my true energy and fight you at the level of a Grandmaster. How do you think?"

"Gah!"

The golden eagle cried out, and a cunning look flashed in its eyes. It launched a surprise attack on Yang Zhao without any moral principles.

Chapter 134: The Sultry and Dark Dugu Qiubai

The golden eagle in the manor is the divine eagle that has been accompanying Dugu Qiubai in the sword tomb for a long time.

He often ate the Bodhisattva snake and was taught by Dugu Qiubai.

Although this golden eagle is extremely ugly due to various reasons, its intelligence is no less than that of ordinary people, and it has superb flying and hopping skills as well as exquisite sword-fighting techniques.

For example, this sneak attack.

The golden eagle is huge and bloated, but extremely agile. Its beak and claws strike in the air like a tricky and sharp sword, making it impossible to defend against.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was extremely shocked.

Even smarter ones like Huang Rong couldn't guarantee that they could unleash such a powerful sword force.

Unexpectedly, such a tricky and sharp sword force appeared on an ugly bird.

Facing the sneak attack of the golden eagle monster.

Yang Zhao didn't care. He swung the heavy black iron sword in his backhand, and the whole person was in an extremely relaxed state, completely blocking the attack of the golden eagle monster like an antelope hanging on a horn.

Yang Zhao’s martial arts experience is extremely high, not much worse than that of an ordinary martial saint.

Therefore, one Dharma applies to all Dharmas.

Although Yang Zhao rarely uses the sword on a daily basis, with a slight change in the principles of martial arts, he can still perform extremely exquisite sword moves and sword momentum.

What's more, Yang Zhao had sent people to the sword tomb to steal the sword manual of Dugu Nine Swords a long time ago.

At that time, I thought it was a coincidence, or simply the help of Dugu Qiubai.

Otherwise, Yang Zhao would have no idea how the people under his command had taken the sword manual away from under the noses of Dugu Qiubai and the golden eagle.

Soon, a fight between the man and the eagle began.

At this time, Yang Zhao also realized that the golden eagle was actually a black-bellied bird.

The golden eagle monster required Yang Zhao to fight it at the level of a grandmaster, but the physical body of this golden eagle monster had already attained the level of a diamond body comparable to that of a celestial being.

If Yang Zhao did not have a physical body that was equally powerful enough to rival that of a celestial being, he would probably have suffered a small loss if he was not careful.

The dispute between the two sides is not a life-and-death battle.

After fighting for a while, the golden eagle saw that it could not do anything to Yang Zhao, so it simply moved out of the battle circle, sat down on the ground, looked like it was about to die, and started to show off its acting skills.

Yang Zhao was speechless about this strange golden eagle.

This thing feels like a scoundrel. I wonder how Dugu Qiubai trained it.

Or maybe Dugu Qiubai himself is also an extremely introverted person.