The sword energy was torn open by the tip of the spear, and the majestic force collapsed. But after all, it was a strong man from the martial arts who used all his strength to strike. Even if Zhao Yun performed extremely well, he could not completely resist it. Part of the sword energy still fell on him.

Leaves a few scars.

"More than 10,000 kilograms of strength!" The old man stopped his offensive, his eyes filled with disbelief. After living for so long, it was really a hell today, as he encountered so many things he had never seen before at once.

"How did you do that!"

"Don't stop, I just found the feeling!" Zhao Yun had just caught something, and when he saw the old man put down the sword, he immediately became anxious. He was fighting vigorously. What are you saying? Come again!

Zhao Yun took a step forward, and the tip of the spear kept pointing out like a poisonous tongue. The old man suppressed the waves in his heart and drew his sword to resist. The spear and sword kept colliding in the small space, bursting out with brilliant sparks and harsh friction sounds.

The more Zhao Yun fought, the more excited he became, while the old man became more and more frightened. Although he only exerted four or five points of his strength, he was not something that a mortal could withstand. He couldn't help but wonder if the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes after not being born for three years.

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"Cloud covering rain cloth!" Another familiar sword move, the sword energy was dense like rain, covering the secret room tightly. Zhao Yun struck out with his spear to break the face, and once again wielded a power exceeding ten thousand kilograms, although he still had a few more

A lot of blood was shed from the Dao scar, but it was insignificant compared to the pleasure of martial arts enlightenment.

The old man didn't want to waste any more time, so he drew out his sword, the sword's light shone three feet, and the entire secret room was illuminated.

"Breaking through the clouds to see the sun!" is an extremely profound move in Xiao Yu's swordsmanship. The sword energy is domineering and bold, and it has the meaning of pointing directly at the sky, breaking through the clouds and mist to see the light.

Zhao Yun really felt the pressure and even the sense of death crisis, which was stronger than before. In such a space, the Golden Serpent could not move at all. This move also completely made him understand the gap between the Mortal Realm and the Martial Sect.

, it’s really not that big.

Faced with such a critical situation, Zhao Yun originally wanted to use his homemade soul-catching bell, but he was a little reluctant and had the urge to compete.

He didn't hesitate much in the flash of lightning. He was so passionate that he shot out without any regrets. When he could hardly open his eyes, Zhao Yun simply closed his eyes, let go of himself, and delivered the strongest blow in his life based on his feelings.

A crisp collision sounded, echoing in the secret room for a long time and unable to stop. Zhao Yun felt a huge force coming from the gun body, and he couldn't hold it steady even with all his strength. The gun instantly escaped his hand and hit his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The plot

Zhao Yun opened his eyes in pain, only to see the bright sword light very close at hand. After the collision, the old man's sword did not stop, but stabbed straight towards his forehead.

Zhao Yun stepped back and immediately took out the bell, holding back the pain and shaking it in the syllable sequence of He, Chi, Si, Chi, Gong, Gong, B.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The bell rang, and the old man paused for a moment. He thought it was some new attack method and was wary, but he found that it didn't sound anything other than unpleasant.

"It's useless?" Zhao Yun was even more confused. Are you kidding? Didn't you promise that you can control the Mist Soul Flower? This time the joke is too big. Is it because the homemade bell is not good or because my music level is limited?

"Boy, are you playing sad music to yourself?"

Zhao Yun shook the bell again, but the old man still had no response.

"You didn't use the Mist Soul Flower?"

"Who told you that I used Mist Soul Flower?"

Zhao Yun was confused. He didn't take the Mist Soul Flower. Are you kidding? He asked again: "Then are you Xiao Zhen?"

"Haha, I am indeed Xiao Zhen."

"You are Xiao Zhen, but you didn't take the Mist Soul Flower, so how did you break through the martial arts sect?"

"Huh, of course it's based on ability!"

"Then are there fog soul flowers?"

"Fog Soul Flower..." The old man's eyes were wandering, and he seemed to have a strong resentment towards these words.

Zhao Yun noticed the change in his eyes and rang the bell again in line with the principle of treating a dead horse as a living horse.

"Stop struggling. For the sake of the space treasure you sent me, I will give you a happy experience!"

The old man was approaching step by step, his eyes were cold and merciless. Zhao Yun's mind had already sunk into the stone bead, preparing to call out the golden snake. Although the place was small, he could still gain a chance of survival. But at this moment, an extremely cold aura suddenly appeared.

As it rose, the temperature of the entire secret room instantly dropped. Both Zhao Yun and the old man felt a chill and shuddered involuntarily.

"What is it?" The two of them looked around vigilantly at the same time. Unexpectedly, a black aura enveloped the surroundings, making the already depressing secret room even more depressing.

"Ha..." Suddenly, a cool low moan sounded. The sound was not loud, but it had a strong penetrating power, penetrating into the soul and making people shudder.

Then there was a loud "clang" sound. Zhao Yun looked around and saw Xiao Yu's coffin lid flipping over and falling to the ground. A big hand covered with black lines stretched out from the coffin. The scene was extremely eye-catching.

"Is your ancestor dead or not..."

Xiao Zhen was not as shocked as Zhao Yun. Although he knew some things, he still couldn't believe it when he actually faced it.

"Really alive..."

"Ha..." There was another low moan, this time the sound was longer, and then the temperature in the secret room dropped a few points. Under the horrified eyes of the two people, the man in the coffin sat up straight, with his back very straight.

It's straight. I don't know if it's caused by muscle stiffness from lying down for too long.

Zhao Yun looked at the bell in his hand and had a bold guess in his mind, but he had not verified it yet.

"Ancestor!" Xiao Zhen was so excited that he knelt down on the ground and said in a sad voice: "Xiao Zhen, a descendant of the Xiao family, respectfully welcomes our ancestor back!"

The man in the coffin suddenly turned his head. His exposed skin was covered with black lines, and his face was also very strange. His eyes were pitch black and without any expression.

"Brush!" The person in the coffin suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Xiao Zhen. It took only a moment, and Zhao Yun didn't even see how the other party did it.

"Ancestor!" Xiao Zhen was lifted up by his neck like a chicken. His voice immediately trembled nervously, fearing that his neck would be broken.

"Ancestor..." Xiao Zhen's face turned red and he was almost suffocating. Wisps of black mist emitted from the palm of his big hand entered his body, instantly sealing his martial veins.

"What kind of monster is this..." Xiao Zhen cursed in his heart, what kind of ancestor is this? He is simply an enemy, and he will kill him as soon as he comes up.

"First..." Xiao Zhen was almost speechless. Just when he felt despair, the breath that flowed into his body receded like a tide. Xiao Zhen was overjoyed, thinking that his ancestors recognized him as a descendant.

But in Zhao Yun's eyes, it was a completely different scene. In his eyes, Xiao Zhen's body shrank quickly and became skin and bones in an instant. The man let go of his hand, and Xiao Zhen's body fell to the ground weakly.

There was still a weird smile on his face, and he didn't know what he had experienced before he died.

The man looked at Zhao Yun, and one glance made him dizzy and filled with endless fear. Suddenly, the man's figure disappeared. Zhao Yun subconsciously retreated and it was too late. He felt his neck tighten and his feet left the ground. He was trapped like Xiao Zhen just now.

Lifted it up.

The man's hand was so strong that Zhao Yun had difficulty breathing for a moment. He felt an evil aura entering his body. He immediately felt something bad and shook the bell in his hand with all his strength.

"He, Chi, Si, Chi, Gong, Gong, B..." A slightly messy ringtone rang, and the man's dark and indifferent eyes were dull, but he did not stop the movement of his hands. Instead, he gripped tighter and tighter, and his nails instantly

It sank into the flesh, and Zhao Yun shivered in pain.

Zhao Yun kicked the man's chest, trying to use his strength to escape, but the kick was as if it had hit an iron plate and had no effect. Seeing that his life would be in danger if he delayed for even half a minute, Zhao Yun decisively gave up ringing the bell and used all his strength.

A shot was thrown on his arm, and he managed to escape.

Seeing the man approaching again, Zhao Yun, who was out of breath, hurriedly shook the bell. Fortunately, it worked this time. The man stopped three inches in front of him, and his outstretched claws stopped in mid-air.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to express his anger. He shook the bell while observing the man. When he saw the struggle in his eyes, he immediately became nervous. If the bell was useless, I would have to explain it here today. Even if the thirteenth security guard was called out, he probably wouldn't be able to deal with it.

This guy.

"Good boy, go back and lie down!" Seeing that the man didn't respond for a long time, Zhao Yun rang the bell and walked towards the coffin, trying to get the man to lie back down again. At first, the man didn't respond, but gradually he really started to move, and then jumped.

Into the coffin.


Chapter completed!