Zhou Long, not far from Xue Qikun and others, had his head blank and he felt a little confused.
Isn’t the scene in front of you difficult to match with the sword king? Why has it become a one-sided situation?
Unexplained, completely unexplained?
Uncle Fu may be surprised that Zhao Long's cultivation is higher than him, but Zhou Long cannot.
He lived in the imperial capital all year round, so naturally there was more news about Zhao Long than Fu Bo. He knew that Zhao Long's cultivation was at the second level of the Daojun.
It is already amazing to be able to fight against a sword king with the second level of the sword king.
Why did Zhao Long gain the upper hand in the eyes of those experts?
Zhou Long's head turned blank again, and he even wondered if he was dreaming.
No matter how Zhou Long thought about it, Uncle Fu himself was filled with surprise and confusion.
After competing for a long time, Zhao Long's sword energy still did not decrease, but instead increased.
The sword energy in his body was less than 50%. He was not sure that he would win if he continued to fight like this.
If you want to defeat Zhao Long, you must change your fighting style.
Yes, the fighting style must be changed.
When he thought of this, Uncle Fu immediately shrank his sword energy, attacked Zhao Longmeng, and took advantage of the gap to retreat, gasping heavily.
When Zhao Long noticed the other party's strangeness, he was startled at first, thinking that the other party was about to fight back.
But who would have thought that the other party just flicked and retreated, which scared him very much.
Although he is now at the top of the board, the Jedi counterattack of the Master Dao King is not something that he, a small sword king, can bear.
Once the other party really does this, it will not be easy for him to win.
After retreating, Zhao Long took a few breaths and adjusted the sword energy in his body.
If it weren't for the support of the Emperor's Order, the sword energy in his body would have probably been exhausted.
The more he used the Emperor's Order, the more he felt that the Emperor's Order was magical and perverted, and it was worthy of being the treasure that even the masters of the Sword God longed for.
With the help of the Emperor's Order, the sword energy in Zhao Long's body returned to a full state again.
However, Zhao Long noticed that the light emitted by the Emperor's Order floating above the Dantian was no longer as good as before.
Is it also related to the energy in the Emperor's Order and the light emitted?
Just when Zhao Long was confused, Uncle Fu on the opposite side gasped for a few times and sneered at Zhao Long: Good boy, he is indeed a little powerful, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant!
Hearing Uncle Fu's words, Zhao Long didn't have much expression on his face, but just said lightly: You're welcome.
The simple battle just now made Uncle Fu realize that Zhao Long's strength is not worse than himself.
His words meant that Zhao Long was placed at the same height as his own.
But Zhao Long's politeness was so light-hearted, and it was not much different from the tone before the battle.
This made Uncle Fu extremely angry.
Boy, don’t think that you can be proud of yourself when you practice the Knife King at a young age.
Sometimes experience is more important than strength. He believes that swordsmen of the age of Zhao Long will definitely lack experience against the enemy, so what if they are the sword king.
But the onlookers couldn't help but feel confused after hearing these words.
They all knew from the Imperial Academy that Zhao Long was the second level of the Knife King’s cultivation level, so how could he become the Knife King?
Xue Qikun and others, who knew Zhao Long's true cultivation level, couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
Among them, Zhu Tianhao laughed the most exaggeratedly and Menglang: Hahaha, I can't stand it anymore.
This laugh made Uncle Fu feel confused. Did he say something wrong?
Even Zhao Long himself couldn't help but chuckled. The Knife King himself had not reached that level yet.
But even so, with the help of the Emperor's Order, he was not afraid of ordinary sword kings.
Under the influence of Zhu Tianhao, the onlookers next to them laughed one by one.
It would be fine if I just laughed alone, but so many people around me laughed, and Uncle Fu's old face was a little overwhelmed.
The same is true for Golden Bear, because everyone laughed at his people, which was just like laughing at him.
Jin Xiong, who couldn't help himself, immediately pulled the collar of a weapon refiner next to him and said: What are you laughing at?
The weapon refiner laughed for a long time before stopping, and said intermittently: I'm so idiot to laugh at you.
When did Zhao Long become the King of Swords? Everyone in the entire imperial capital know that Zhao Long is just a sword king, and he is just the second level of the sword king.
How is this possible in the second level of Dao Jun? Uncle Fu, who is not far away, naturally heard this.
He didn't believe that Zhao Long, who had the second level of the sword king, could actually fight against him, the fifth level of the sword king!
Jin Xiong's eyes were also dull, as if he couldn't believe it.
A small sword king actually easily solved his two sword kings' Nine Heavenly Level Guards.
Now he is fighting with Uncle Fu, the master of the fifth level of the sword king, is difficult to solve. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be just a sword master.
Jin Xiong asked someone again as if he was unbelievable, but unfortunately his answer was the same as before.
Jin Xiong and Fu Uncle had their heads blank. When did Dao Jun become so powerful?
Do you say that people in Qin have this level?
Like Uncle Jinxiong Fu, Zhou Long's head fell into blank again.
He was not surprised by Zhao Long's combat effectiveness, but was surprised that Zhao Long, a sword master, would be the uncle of Xue Qikun, the master of the sword sect, and Ouyang Xiu, one of the Nine Emperors.
No matter how you look at the two sides, they have a big difference in strength. If Zhao Long is their junior, Zhou Yunlong can understand it.
But now it's completely reversed. What's wrong with this world!
Xiaoxue stared at Zhao Long not far away, her face full of happiness and pride. This is her hero.
Xiu'er next to her was shocked and unreliable. In the past, Xiu'er had always hated Zhao Long for some reasons.
She now knows that Zhao Long's strength is far beyond her ability in terms of refining weapons or fighting.
Listening to the comments of the bystanders around him, Zhao Long seemed very calm.
He heard the weapon refiner just now say that he was at the second level of the sword king, which made him a little funny.
He has already broken through to the third level of the Daojun Heaven, and is about to break through to the fourth level of the Daojun Heaven.
Of course, he won't say much about all this. Everyone has their own trump card.
He can't take out all his trump cards. Only by making others unable to figure it out clearly can he become a strong man forever.
After a brief loss of consciousness, Uncle Fu quickly came to his senses.
He was too nervous just now and always regarded Zhao Long as an opponent who was even stronger than himself.
Now that he knew Zhao Long’s true cultivation, his heart had completely calmed down.
When fighting between swordsmen, what they fear most is not a master who is better than themselves.
Instead, I am afraid that I will meet a master who I can’t figure out thoroughly. If I can’t figure out thoroughly, I will never know how strong the other party is.
After taking a few deep breaths, Uncle Fu's face changed to a confident smile: Boy, I admit that you are very powerful, and I don't know what method you used to compete with me with the momentum and sword energy, and neither have the disadvantage.
However, Dao Jun is Dao Jun, and you can never compare with me, Dao Wang!
Oh, then what method are you going to deal with me this time?
Although Zhao Long showed a little arrogant on his face, he had never underestimated a sword king in his heart.
Your aura and sword energy are very strong, but you have forgotten the most powerful thing about me, the sword king.
This is also something you can never match, that is, sword skills, Uncle Fu smiled proudly.
That's right, it's just knife skills. Knife skills cannot be assisted by external objects.
Uncle Fu believes that the power and quantity of sword skills he, a sword king, masters are definitely far from that of Zhao Long.
The onlookers also started whispering.
Indeed, if you compete in sword skills, the master of Knife King will definitely be far better than the Knife King.
Many people speculated that Zhao Long might not be able to bear it now.
However, Xue Qikun and others who knew Zhao Long were very familiar with each other, laughed when they heard Uncle Fu's words.
Zhou Long next to him was puzzled. He was so surprised that he had reached this level, how could these people still laugh?
Could it be that Zhao Long could have suppressed the master of the Knife King in terms of knife skills?
As soon as she heard Uncle Fu say that he should compare sword skills, Xiaoxue was nervous.
She didn't know Zhao Long's true strength, so she would naturally be nervous. Her hands were intertwined, and her eyes were staring at Zhao Long, especially worried.
However, Zhao Long himself did not have any worries and instead laughed.
If Uncle Fu wants to compete in other aspects, he may be a little unbearable, but he has to compete in sword skills...
To put it bluntly, Uncle Fu's actions are completely like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.
Seeing that Zhao Long was not nervous but smiled, Uncle Fu's heart suddenly became abrupt.
Suddenly I had a bad premonition and immediately shouted loudly: Why are you laughing at?
He was laughing at you idiots, and he actually chose his strongest one to compete. Zhu Tianhao said this.
He had already laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He even felt a little pitiful to the King of Knife now.
What is bad to choose? I have to choose the strongest aspects of Zhao Long. Isn’t that asking for death?
Hearing this, Uncle Fu did not pay attention to Zhu Tianhao, but stared at Haitian with his eyes tightly: Does he mean that sword skills are your strongest one?
Zhao Long did not answer positively, but laughed softly: You can try it.
A trace of hideousness flashed across Uncle Fu's face. Today he was already embarrassed.
As the King of Swords, he didn't even get rid of a sword. If it spreads out in the future, he wouldn't have the face to hang out.
Even though Zhao Long's meaning inside and outside of the words shows that his sword skills are not bad, how could Uncle Fu believe it?
Okay, I want to see how powerful your sword skills are.
I will use your blood to wash away my shame and answer, and the iron fan is facing the door.
With Uncle Fu's angrily shouted, his index finger and middle finger of his right hand were gathered together and rushed forward violently. In an instant, a fierce beam of light suddenly shot out from his fingers. The speed was so fast that Zhao Long could not help but change his color.
Zhao Long put away the smile on his face and looked solemn. He realized that this sword move was not simple.
The King of Knife is the King of Knife, but he will not lose. Today he will prove it with his own practical actions.
Even if he has the cultivation level of the third level of the sword king, he can defeat the fifth level of the sword king.