Seeing that everyone's eyes were completely focused on him, Zhao Long not only didn't feel nervous at all.
Instead, he smiled calmly: "The answer is very simple, that's because my soul power is stronger than yours!"
"Soul power?" The middle-aged man's brows gradually wrinkled. He had never heard of practitioners having soul power?
What do you mean by the power of the divine soul? "The power of the divine soul is the power of the divine soul. And it will continue to increase as the practitioner's strength increases.
"But a few are like me, born with incomparable power." Of course, these words were made up by Zhao Long to deceive the middle-aged man.
The reason why he can easily see through the wind attribute sword king's true strength ultimately relies on his sword knowledge at the sword king level.
But the middle-aged man is not a fool. If Zhao Long said that he relied on his sword sense, he would obviously realize that there was something wrong with him.
But seriously speaking, Zhao Long's words cannot be considered completely nonsense. The soul is very mysterious and dangerous, and sword consciousness can be regarded as a kind of power of the soul.
However, the middle-aged man didn't know much about the soul. He frowned and remained silent for a long time. It seemed that he completely believed what Zhao Long said.
"Boy, what is the highest level of cultivation you can see through?" the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and asked.
Zhao Long was startled and immediately replied: "You can only see through those below the Sword Emperor, but not those above the Sword Emperor."
The middle-aged man was slightly relieved after hearing Zhao Long's words. If Zhao Long could easily see through even the Sword Emperor and Sword Sect.
Such a person was obviously too scary. But he didn't know it yet, but Zhao Long had already saved a trick.
"Okay, I have answered you, can you take me away safely now?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man completely believed his statement, Zhao Long was secretly happy, but there was no expression on his face.
As soon as he heard this, Qi Zhiwei became anxious. If Zhao Long really left safely today, he would probably have no chance of revenge in the future.
"Lord Sword King, you can't take him away!" Qi Zhiwei ran out directly holding his injured chest.
The middle-aged man was already dissatisfied with Qi Zhiwei, and he had just knocked him out with one blow.
Now I saw that he had stepped forward to stop me again, and I felt quite unhappy in my heart.
"Chief Qi, I have already shown mercy to you just now. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"Even if your backstage comes over, I will still kill you!"
A cold look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he slowly raised his right hand, and a ball of terrifying sword energy instantly condensed.
However, Qi Zhiwei did not retreat as everyone expected, but instead glared at Zhao Long with gritted teeth.
Then he said to the Wind Attribute Sword King: "Senior, this kid killed my son, I can never let him leave like this!"
"Oh? You killed someone else's son?" The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Zhao Long in surprise.
"Hmph! If they want to kill me, why don't they allow me to fight back?"
Zhao Long snorted disdainfully, fundamentally speaking, it was Qi Zhiwei and the others who were wrong in this matter.
"Senior, with such a great hatred and irreconcilable fate, I hope that senior will not interfere with my revenge!"
Qi Zhiwei glared at Zhao Long fiercely, his eyes filled with strong murderous intent, without the timid look he had before.
"I can understand your mood." The middle-aged man's words made Zhao Long panic.
But his next words completely reassured Zhao Long, "But why should I listen to you?"
Qi Zhiwei gritted his teeth and asked coldly: "So, senior must intervene in this matter?"
"Hmph, I, Long Hao, will never go back on what I said!" Only then did Zhao Long realize that the name of the wind attribute sword king in front of him was Long Hao.
"Since senior must intervene in this matter, then I will no longer be polite!"
A cold look flashed in Qi Zhiwei's eyes, and before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his sword vertically and horizontally, and the surging sword energy in his hand spurted out.
But this target is not Long Hao, the wind attribute sword king, but Zhao Long who is not far away from Long Hao.
Zhao Long, who had been paying attention to Qi Zhiwei with his sword sense, knew something was wrong the moment he made a move.
He dodged quickly, but his current strength completely restricted his speed.
And Qi Zhiwei is the fifth level cultivation of Sword Lord, so he is naturally extremely powerful and his speed is much faster than Zhao Long.
Even if Zhao Long was the first to dodge, in just one breath, Qi Zhiwei's sword force still reached Zhao Long.
"Damn it!" Zhao Long cursed. Since he couldn't escape, he would fight!
The knife that was constantly rotating above his dantian instantly emitted a dazzling light, which poured out directly from Zhao Long's body and collided with the sword spiritual power emitted by Pali, making a violent sound.
"Bang!"
Long Hao, who was standing not far away, was originally planning to rescue Zhao Long. After all, he agreed to Zhao Long's conditions and wanted to take him away safely.
But when he saw the knife issued by Zhao Long, he was stunned. "Is that the knife spirit?" Long Hao raised his eyebrows uncertainly.
Although Zhao Long had worked very hard and used the sword spirit, the huge gap in strength made his counterattack seem so pale.
After the collision, the dazzling knife instantly lost its original light.
Zhao Long spurted out a mouthful of thick blood from his chest, and his face, which was not very rosy at first, became even paler.
Fortunately, he had put on the heaven-level armor before coming here, otherwise Zhao Long would have been killed by this blow.
However, even with the protection of the armor, Zhao Long's body was still full of energy and blood, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Boy, die!" Seeing Zhao Long's body shaking, Qi Zhiwei was even more surprised. He once again gathered a sword light formed by his vitality and attacked Zhao Long fiercely.
"Hmph! Stop!" But before the sword light flew very far, it was caught by Long Hao with one hand. With a squeeze, the attack that was purely condensed by the energy of the sword was instantly disintegrated.
"How is that possible?" Qi Zhiwei stared blankly at Long Hao who suddenly appeared, his face full of shock.
Long Hao looked at Qi Zhiwei with a cold expression: "Didn't you hear me when I said stop? Don't think I dare not kill you!"
"But..." Sensing the strong killing intent, everyone around them had already tightly closed their mouths and dared not speak, but Qi Zhiwei continued to speak regardless of the fear in his heart.
"Shut up! Didn't you hear what I said? If you disobey me again next time, then I will kill you without mercy!"
Long Hao stared closely at Qi Zhiwei's eyes, and the powerful sword king rushed towards Qi Zhiwei with great force.
A trace of cold sweat rolled down Qi Zhiwei's forehead, and he felt infinite terror.
My body seems to be completely unable to move. Is this the difference between the Sword Master and the Sword King?
Seeing that Qi Zhiwei seemed to have given up resistance, Long Hao turned around and stared at Hai Tian with piercing eyes: "Boy! Are you practicing the "Magic Sword Art"?"
Zhao Long, who was recovering from his internal injuries, was suddenly startled when he heard this and looked at Long Hao in surprise.
But Xuan Ji recovered again. Unexpectedly, Long Hao also knew the existence of "Magic Sword Art".
But the surprised look in his eyes just now was completely absorbed by Long Hao, who had been paying attention to him.
Then Long Hao slowly walked up to Zhao Long and shouted coldly: "Boy, answer me! Are you practicing the "Magic Sword Art"?"
"How do you know that what I practice is the "Magic Sword Art"?" Zhao Long did not answer the question, but his words clearly acknowledged the technique he practiced.
Huh! I already understood the sword spirit you used just now. I didn’t expect that you, the kid, could actually get the training technique of "Magic Sword Technique".
"That's right. Although your Zhao family has been abandoned, you are still from that place."
Long Hao seemed to be answering Zhao Long's words, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
However, Zhao Long became more and more confused when he heard this. Both Long Hao and Qi Zhiwei mentioned several times that the Zhao family was an abandoned family. Who was abandoned? Why?
He was very puzzled.
"Okay, kid, you can't go back now, you have to come with me!" Long Hao put away his thoughts and said coldly to Zhao Long.
"Take a walk? Where do you want to take me?" Zhao Long looked at Long Hao warily, but he did not make any unnecessary resistance.
He understood that with his current strength, he would never be Long Hao's opponent.
Hearing Zhao Long's question, a rare smile appeared on Long Hao's face, but this smile made Zhao Long feel more and more weird: "You will know when you get there! Let's go!"
After that, Long Hao didn't ask for Zhao Long's opinion, and directly dragged his body and flew up from the ground.
And pointed in a direction and flew out fiercely, the harsh sound sounded again, and in an instant the two figures had completely disappeared.
Seeing this scene, the old man in white and others on the ground were stunned, especially Qi Zhiwei, who looked up to the sky and shouted.
Everyone knows the depression in his heart. When he came back to attack the Luo family, not only did he not get back the imperial sword, but his son also died.
"Qi Zhiwei, go away. Don't come to our Luo family again. I'm not giving you face this time.
It's to give face to the forces behind you. If something like this happens again next time, don't blame me for destroying your Qi family!
The old man in white said coldly, once Long Hao leaves, he will be the strongest master here, so he naturally has the right to speak.
Qi Zhiwei, who had lost his beloved son, was no longer in the mood to continue fighting, so he immediately gathered his team and prepared to leave.
But at this time, the Zhao family's large army led by Xiaohu arrived.
"Father, hurry up! It's right here!" Xiaohu's voice was full of anxiety, and he shouted loudly, "Second brother! We are here to save you, don't let anything happen to you!"
However, when they noticed the scene in front of them, they were all stunned. Zhao Jianxiong glanced around, but did not find Zhao Long's shadow.
He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart and walked towards Qi Zhiwei who was about to retreat: "Where is Zhao Long?"
"Hmph!" Qi Zhiwei glanced at Zhao Jianxiong coldly, his eyes full of strong resentment, snorted coldly and left.
This move made the monk Zhao Jianxiong who had just arrived confused. He was a little confused about the situation in front of him. "Why is this guy gone?" This chapter has been completed!