Before the sword master's second-level disciple could react, he had already slowly fallen down.
"Junior brother!" The senior brother screamed, but he did not pounce on the second-level swordsman disciple.
Instead, he pounced in the direction where Zhao Long was standing, and the heaven-level primary sword in his hand also emitted a dazzling light.
Countless blade energy was instantly condensed and launched at an extremely fast speed.
"Not good!" Zhao Long was shocked and hurriedly escaped underground. With his current strength, he was still no match for the senior brother in front of him.
In a forest somewhere in the Daolong Sect, Zhao Long jumped up from the ground, but his face looked extremely pale, and his left hand kept covering his right arm.
If there were outsiders present, they would definitely find that Zhao Long's right sleeve was stained red with blood.
"Damn it!" Zhao Long cursed fiercely, even though he had dodged quickly enough just now.
However, Dao Jun was still much faster than him. When he escaped underground, the sword energy still scratched his right arm, forming a huge wound and bleeding.
Holding back the pain, Zhao Long took out a small jade bottle from the storage ring and uncorked it.
Two red pills were poured out, which were the healing medicine blood pills extorted from the Qi family.
Hai Tian did not hesitate, crushed a blood pill with his hands, sprinkled the powder on the wound on his left arm, and swallowed the other pill directly.
Instantly, a cool feeling flowed through Zhao Long's body. Zhao Long breathed a long sigh of relief, used the force of his sword to dissolve the blood pills he had swallowed in his body, and transferred the power of the medicine to his right arm.
With the blood pill treatment, the bleeding on my right arm has stopped, and the long wound has begun to scab.
This made Zhao Long feel happy and relieved at the same time. “As expected of the Qi family’s holy medicine for healing, it is indeed very useful in treating trauma.”
Zhao Long admired sincerely, but then he frowned and snorted, "That sword master dared to hurt me, he will die in my hands sooner or later!"
Afterwards, Zhao Long didn't waste any time, found a safe place and began to recover.
As long as Zhang Jie doesn't let the Long family go, he will not stop taking action.
To be honest, Zhao Long was not sure at all whether Zhang Jie would release him. He was also betting that Zhang Jie cared more about his Daolong Sect.
If Zhang Jie dares to touch his family, he doesn't mind spending a few years to eliminate the entire Daolong Sect.
He is not afraid, he is still young and has the experience of the Sword God Emperor in the past, so he can afford it.
"Zhang Jie, I hope you won't touch my bottom line!" Zhao Long thought silently in his heart.
At the same time, in the main hall on the top of Daolong Sect Mountain, Zhang Jie also received news of the death of one of his disciples.
He was so angry that he threw the remaining tea cup out of his hand: "Zhao Long! You are going too far!"
"Master, I didn't expect that Zhao Long could kill the sword master under the protection of the sword master. It's really unexpected."
"We must work out a plan to deal with Zhao Long as soon as possible." Everyone was too scared to speak, and only Long Hao dared to suggest it at this moment.
"If you have any other plans, tell me immediately!" Zhang Jie was furious at this moment.
How could he not be angry when he thought that his majestic Sword Dragon Sect leader, the Sword Emperor's ninth-level cultivation, could not even catch a boy with the first-level cultivation of Sword Master?
The disciples below all looked at me and me at you, but no one dared to speak.
Long Hao pondered for a while, then raised his head and said: "Master, I think first we have to give instructions to prevent those sword master-level disciples from walking around."
"Although Zhao Long killed someone in front of the Sword Master disciples this time, it was just an accident. We need to send more manpower and dispatch more Sword Master realm disciples."
"Let these Sword Master disciples be more vigilant, so Zhao Long won't be able to succeed so easily, right?"
"Well, you are right." Zhang Jie gradually calmed down after listening to Long Hao's words.
"This is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause. I think we should find the whereabouts of the Zhao family as soon as possible."
Only when they are in our hands can we take the initiative and "prevent Zhao Long from acting rashly." Long Hao thought for a while and suggested again.
After hearing this, Zhang Jie nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I'll do as you say and find the whereabouts of the Zhao family as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, it won't take long for our Daolong Sect's scandal to spread."
Afterwards, Long Hao left the hall with his junior brothers, and Zhang Jie was finally able to calm down with satisfaction.
A day passed quickly. Somewhere in the Daolong Sect, Zhao Long, who was immersed in recovery, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a stream of light, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"The sword energy of Dantian has improved again. No wonder those old guys always say that fighting can make progress faster."
Zhao Long muttered to himself thoughtfully, but the huge white vortex in his dantian made him frown.
Without the sword spirit, he still doesn't know if he can break through to the sword master in the future. After all, the cultivation of the sword master realm is based on the sword spirit.
Shaking his head, Zhao Long temporarily put all this behind him and quickly escaped underground.
At the same time, the sword consciousness continued to expand and began to look for the next target.
Soon, he spotted several figures, but there were quite a few of them, there were five of them, including a disciple who was at the peak level of the swordsman.
The most important thing is that there is actually a sword master level master inside.
Zhao Long is not a fool. He understands that he can only defeat the disciples below the fifth level of sword master.
But he will definitely not be the opponent of a peak swordsman, let alone a swordsman.
"This Zhang Jie actually sent out Daojun's disciples. Huh, let's see how many Daojun disciples you have."
"I don't believe that all sword masters can be protected by the sword master." Zhao Long snorted coldly and moved to other places at the same time.
But what surprised him was that since then, he has discovered four or five groups of people, and each group of people has a sword king to protect them.
"Damn it, there are powerful sword masters out there, how can I start?" Zhao Long is very smart, he will never put himself in danger.
The reason why he dared to provoke Zhang Jie in this way was because he was certain that Zhang Jie would not be able to find him or catch him.
But if he takes action forcefully, even if he can kill the protected swordsman, he will be seriously injured by the swordsman.
This is not as cost-effective as buying and selling, and he will never engage in loss-making business.
But soon, Zhao Long discovered five more people, three of whom were sword masters, two were sword masters at the sixth level of heaven, and there was no sword master.
Zhao Long knew that his opportunity had come, so he didn't waste any time and quietly sneaked into the vicinity of these people.
"Brother, you said we won't encounter Zhao Long, right?" A swordsman realm disciple said, his face not concealing his frustration.
"Our group is so weak, what if we are attacked by Zhao Long?"
"Don't worry, we have two sword masters at the sixth level. Can Zhao Long break through the blockade of the two sword masters with the strength of the first level sword master?"
A disciple of the Sixth Heavenly Sword Master said with a proud smile, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Zhao Long suddenly emerged from the ground and shouted: "Vitality Slash!"
In an instant, a black round sword energy was suddenly released from the emperor-level sword and attacked the three swordsman-level disciples.
"No!" The two sword masters reacted immediately and stood in front of the three sword masters. At the same time, the sword energy in their bodies surged out and struck Zhao Long crazily.
But Zhao Long escaped into the ground again after launching the Vitality Slash, causing the two sword masters' attacks to completely fail.
"Damn it, this guy is so good at hiding!" one of the sword masters shouted fiercely.
Although the other sword master didn't speak, the expression on his face was the same.
None of them let down their guard, and no one knew whether Zhao Long would attack again.
"Senior brother, will he run away?" A swordsman realm disciple asked timidly. He was frightened by Zhao Long's instant kill of two swordsman realm disciples.
"It's possible, but be careful." Several people formed a circle and stared around cautiously.
At this time, Zhao Long was still lurking underground, and the actions of the people above him were clearly observed by his sword sense. However, he did not act impulsively. If the other party did not move, he would not move either.
Time kept passing, and after about ten minutes, those people began to feel a little overwhelmed.
After all, it is very difficult to maintain such high-intensity concentration all the time.
"Huh, it looks like that kid must have left. Let's take a rest." A sword master breathed a sigh of relief.
Several other people also responded one after another. They were too tired, and Zhao Long had been observing them with his sword sense.
Seeing that they finally relaxed their vigilance, a sneer appeared on the corners of their mouths, and they suddenly jumped out from the ground, sending out a vitality slash just like before.
The black sword energy instantly pounced on the outermost second-level swordsman disciple. This huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the other four people.
But before they could react, the swordsman had already spit out blood and fell down with his eyes distracted.
"Ah? Junior brother!" The four of them shouted in fear. When they looked at Zhao Long again, they had already disappeared into the soil again.
"This guy is so shameless. He can hit him and run away. How can any of us hold on?"
A Daolong shouted in frustration, with their strength, there was no way they could resist Zhao Long's surprise attack.
"Be careful, maybe that guy is still ambushing around, don't be careless, let's go back to the room quickly..
There are many people there, Zhao Long will definitely not dare to chase after him." The strongest swordsman, Si Laytian, immediately gave the order.
However, none of them knew that Zhao Long was already gone at this moment, and the huge consumption left him unable to fight continuously.
And he was satisfied that he could still kill a second-level swordsman disciple under the protection of two sixth-level swordsman disciples.
It was still that forest. Zhao Long was immersed in recovery. The Daolong Sect had many hiding places. This forest was obviously one of them.
Killing, recovering, practicing, killing again, recovering again, practicing again, this is Zhao Long's path of cultivation. This chapter has been completed!