Your attack is very strong, but it is still a little short of dealing with me. Even your master Zhang Jie can't do anything to me.
"Do you think you can kill me?" Zhao Long stood proudly, with a strong sense of confidence between his eyebrows.
At this time, the Luo family's sword king remembered that in the past three years, even his master Zhang Jie's ninth level of sword emperor could not do anything to Zhao Long, let alone him a small sword king.
"I didn't expect that in just three years, you would have grown to this point. If I had known this, I would have killed you at the beginning."
The Luo family’s sword king regretted it very much, but it was too late to say anything now. “Do you still want to kill me now?” Zhao Long asked with a smile.
Luo Family Daolong shook his head: "No, I can't kill you at all.
And just now, you continued to use the method that suddenly appears and disappears suddenly, and I am afraid I won’t even touch you.
"If you continue to fight, it will be just a waste of sword energy."
The Luo family's sword dragon is quite self-aware, although he doesn't understand why Zhao Long didn't dodge and took his move forward.
But just based on Zhao Long's skill just now, I realized that he could not do anything to Zhao Long. He would not do useless work.
When Zhao Long heard that the Luo family's sword dragon gave up attacking him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, his face became quite strange and he quickly escaped into the ground.
"Captain Qi, let's talk about our affairs later!" Zhao Long's voice came from afar, making everyone present at a loss.
"Senior, what's going on with Zhao Long?" Qi Zhiwei asked in confusion.
The Luo Family Dao Wang sneered: "Although he just pushed my strongest attack, it's good that he could stand."
If I guess correctly, he must have been seriously injured. He was almost unable to suppress the injuries in his body just now.
"I ran away and I must immediately bring a quiet place to heal."
"So he has lost his combat ability now?" Qi Zhiwei's eyes lit up.
The Luo family's sword king glanced at Qi Zhiwei and immediately understood what he was thinking, thinking of Zhao Long's situation in the sword dragon sect.
Suddenly, he shook his head: "I know you want to kill Zhao Long while he is seriously injured, but I advise you not to do that."
"Why?" Qi Zhiwei was stunned, but he didn't expect that the Luo family's sword king would actually stop him.
"Even if he is seriously injured, it is not something you can catch. I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."
"Once his anger arouses, your entire Qi family may no longer exist." After saying that, the Luo family's sword king left.
As the King of Swords, he clearly felt the terrifyingness of Zhao Long's move.
Moreover, he found that Zhao Long did not emit any sword energy, and the sword consciousness could not be discovered at all.
With the sword technique that suddenly appeared and disappeared, even the sword king might not be able to withstand it.
Moreover, he and Zhao Long had no personal grudges, and he wanted to kill Zhao Long because of his reputation.
Now that he found that he could not kill Zhao Long at all, he gave up decisively.
However, Qi Zhiwei is different. Zhao Long killed his eldest son, how could he give up easily?
Seeing that the Luo family's sword king left, Qi Zhiwei's eyes gradually became cold.
If Zhao Long does not die, they will always be worried. He doesn't like this feeling.
"Come all for me! Search the entire White Tiger City and you must find Zhao Long!"
Once discovered, I must inform me urgently. Qi Zhiwei issued a cold order.
"Yes!" The Qi family's guards instantly dispersed in all directions, looking for Zhao Longlai.
At this time, Zhao Long jumped up without escaping much distance below the ground.
There was not much sword energy left in his body, and he could no longer continue to use earth escape.
Covering his chest, Zhao Long coughed out a mouthful of thick blood, and his face turned pale.
"I am worthy of being a powerful sword king, and my attack power is so powerful."
Zhao Long smiled bitterly and looked down at his chest. Most of the high-level war armor of the Heavenly Level had begun to break open.
If it weren't for the protection of this armor, Zhao Long would have probably been killed just now.
Originally, Zhao Long wanted to escape from the distance to heal his wounds immediately, but he couldn't stand the arrogant appearance of Luo's sword dragon.
So he rushed up again, in order to hit the Luo family's sword king hard.
But after suppressing this just now, the injuries in the body became serious.
Even his dantian was about to break, and Zhao Long understood that he was too impulsive this time.
Once the dantian is broken, all the sword energy he has obtained in his practice in the past three years will be lost.
"Quick! Find that kid quickly. The patriarch said that he must report it as soon as possible after finding it."
At this moment, suddenly a panic scream came from the street not far away.
Zhao Long raised his head in surprise and hid behind a small house. The sword consciousness instantly spread.
He found that the person he was talking to was actually a swordsman from the Qi family.
And beside him, there were many guards from the Qi family, most of whom were at the level of the swordsman.
"Are they here to catch me?" Zhao Long thought about it and immediately understood."
Qi Zhiwei wanted to come to his death while he was seriously injured, "Damn it, hasn't he remembered yet?"
There was a panic on the street, and more than a dozen Qi family guards passed by the house in front of Zhao Long, and they were searching everywhere.
"You go to this street to see, hurry up!" The sword master suddenly directed several swordsmen to search in Zhao Long's hiding place.
"Damn it!" Zhao Long carefully hid his body. He had little sword energy now and could no longer use escape techniques.
Even if he can kill these swordsmen now, he will definitely attract more guards.
No matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to escape.
"What should I do?" Zhao Long was so anxious that he regretted his impulsive behavior just now that he almost forced himself into a desperate situation.
The swordsmen carefully entered this street, and no one lived in this street.
But it looked very worn. The swordsmen all frowned, as if they were reluctant to enter such an environment.
As the footsteps were getting closer, Zhao Long's heart was almost in his throat.
Suddenly! Zhao Long found that his right hand was actually pulled by someone, which scared him to the point where he immediately condensed the remaining sword energy.
But when he turned around, he found that the person holding his right hand was the little boy he had rescued on the street before.
"You..." Before Zhao Long could speak, the little boy pointed to the back.
Zhao Long immediately understood and followed the little boy backwards. When he turned around the corner, he found that there was a door here.
The footsteps became closer and closer. Zhao Long had no time to speak and entered the room with the little boy.
At this time, the guards had already arrived at the place where Zhao Long had just been hiding.
But nodded to each other, and then left quickly.
Zhao Long used his swordsmanship to detect that the distance between the swordsmen was getting farther and farther away, and his heart finally calmed down.
"Little brother, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been sad today."
Zhao Long smiled and touched the little boy's head. He didn't expect that he had saved the little boy before. A day later, he was rescued by the little boy.
"Big brother, I recognize those guys' clothes. They are all bad guys in the Qi family." The little boy clenched his little fists tightly.
"My parents were killed by them. One day, I will definitely avenge them."
"Uh?" Zhao Long didn't expect that there was such a story on this little boy.
"Young man, your injury is okay?" Suddenly, an old voice came into Zhao Long's ears.
Zhao Long raised his head in surprise, and then he realized that there was still someone in the small room.
The man looked extremely old, with crow's feet on his forehead everywhere.
A long silver hair was randomly slapped on his shoulders, and his arms looked extremely slender, which was good to describe it as being skinny.
"Grandpa!" The little boy rushed into the old man's arms intimately.
The old man also touched the little boy's forehead with loving eyes full of love.
Zhao Long originally thought that this was just an ordinary old man, but his sword consciousness found that the old man's soul power was extremely powerful.
It has far surpassed ordinary people, and it seems that he can feel Zhao Long's exploration.
The old man raised his head and looked at Zhao Long, with a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Boy, stop checking, I'm just an ordinary old man now."
Zhao Long felt embarrassed to be exposed in person, but he also had questions in his heart, and he wanted to ask.
But the injuries in his body have become more and more serious.
"Boy, if you don't heal your wounds quickly, your dantian will probably be broken." The old man suddenly frowned and said.
When Zhao Long heard this, he became even more surprised when he looked at the old man.
He used his sword consciousness to clearly detect that the old man in front of him did not have a trace of knife energy. How did the old man see the situation in his dantian?
One question after another came one after another, but Zhao Long had no time to think about these things at this moment, and the injuries in his body had become even worse.
So he quickly sat down cross-legged and sank his mind into the dantian. The sword energy in Zhao Long's dantian was almost gone.
The dantian was almost broken. Take a deep breath. Zhao Long's body was like a black hole, madly absorbing the vital energy of the nearby heaven and earth.
In Zhao Long's body, the heaven and earth vital energy were transformed into sword vital power, and it was used by Zhao Long to repair the Dantian.
With Zhao Long's restoration, the dantian gradually recovered.
Moreover, the sword energy began to be absorbed by the dantian, and the essence of the sword energy spread from the dantian to Zhao Long's body.
Under every inch of Zhao Long's muscle, there was a knife power flowing through. Zhao Long, who was originally thin, looked increasingly strong and full of explosive power.
After losing the sword spirit, Zhao Long found that he was controlling the sword energy more and more quickly.
Most people who want to use their sword skills must absorb the sword energy in their dantian through the sword spirit.
However, Zhao Long saved this step and could directly extract the knife energy from his dantian to perform his knife skills, which reduced the time a lot than others.
But without the sword spirit, I don’t know what it will turn into in the future practice? This made Zhao Long a little worried.
After a brief recovery, Zhao Long finally suppressed the injuries in his body.
Although it has not yet fully recovered, ordinary battles are no longer a big deal.
After opening his eyes, Zhao Long immediately stared at the old man with a faint smile in front of him: "Who are you?"
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