Chapter 132 Rewards and Punishments Against Qinghong
Seeing the old man's exquisite swordsmanship, Zhou Dao immediately had the idea of competing. He unsheathed the Qinghong Sword behind his back. He used the newly learned Qinghong Sword to fight with the old man's reward and punishment sword.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, the old man's eyes flashed: "Such exquisite swordsmanship, but it's a pity that you have just learned it and are too unfamiliar. You are no match for my reward and punishment sword."
"Really, that's not necessarily the case." This is the first time Zhou Dao has used swordsmanship to fight an opponent, and he is also an opponent with exquisite swordsmanship. From the beginning, Zhou Dao was at a disadvantage, and he was not as good as when he was empty-handed. If it weren't for his
His quick and thoughtful body skills may have already failed him.
"It seems that a strong body with deep internal strength is not enough." Zhou Dao couldn't help but think in his heart.
The two fought for more than ten rounds, and Zhou Dao began to be unable to resist. He knew that his swordsmanship was far inferior to that of his opponent. This did not mean that Qinghong swordsmanship was not as good as his opponent's reward and punishment swordsmanship. The main reason was that Zhou Dao had just practiced swordsmanship for a few days.
Of course, his attainments are not as good as those of sword masters who have been immersed in swordsmanship for decades.
Seeing Zhou Dao gradually losing to the old man, he immediately made up his mind: "Junior, abandon your sword and admit defeat, you are no match for me."
"Really?" Zhou Dao suddenly smiled strangely.
Seeing Zhou Dao's weird smile, a warning sign flashed in the old man's heart, and then he felt that his opponent, who was originally at a disadvantage, suddenly changed his momentum. The strength of the sword became stronger and stronger, and he could no longer suppress it. But his face soon changed.
A big change, because the power coming from Zhou Daojian continued to strengthen.
Finally, the two swords intersected with a clang, and the old man felt a surge of force. He involuntarily took a few steps back, and the right hand holding the sword was shaking faintly.
"How is that possible?" the old man exclaimed.
"How is it impossible? Now let's see who has the best swordsmanship." Zhou Dao let out a long roar and his inner energy surged out, and a layer of green light suddenly appeared on the Qinghong Sword. The long sword swung and whizzed away at the old man.
"This is sword light, it's impossible." The old man's expression changed as he saw the sword coming to him.
The sword of reward and punishment in his hand was sealed on his chest, and the two swords intersected. He felt a huge shock in his heart, and he took five steps back. He almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand.
"What a strong internal force." The old man thought secretly.
Zhou Dao forced the opponent back with a sword, and his heart surged with pride, and his momentum gradually increased. He roared loudly, and used several swords in succession.
The old man managed to defeat Zhou Dao's several swords with his exquisite swordsmanship, but he couldn't defeat the last sword, so he had no choice but to take it hard.
The two swords intersected, and this time the old man staggered, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.
Zhou Dao's ears twitched, and then the sound of fighting in the distance came over.
"No, I was just busy competing in swordsmanship and wasted time. I hope everyone won't rush here so quickly." Zhou Dao thought to himself.
"I don't have time to waste time with you. Although your swordsmanship is better than mine, you should die now." After Zhou Dao said this, the long sword in his hand turned into a green dragon and swallowed the old man.
The old man saw Zhou Dao rushing towards him, and used all his strength to block the sword in front of him. However, he was quickly overwhelmed by Zhou Dao's sword light, and his screams stopped. Then the wall behind was pierced by Zhou Dao's sword energy.
There is a big hole, but this old man cannot die anymore.
Zhou Dao looked at the reward and punishment sword broken in two on the ground and said, "It doesn't look like a good sword."
After walking around the hall of Hell Gate for several times, Zhou Dao's face became increasingly uglier. There was nothing here, not to mention panacea, secret books, gold and silver treasures, not even an ordinary sword. Zhou Dao was furious.
With his next punch, he punched a big hole in the statue in the hall, and then walked out quickly.
Looking from a distance, one can see that the men and horses of Tianlong Gate have already come to kill them. It is overwhelming. Although Hell Gate has many people, it cannot stop the evil stars of Tianlong Gate at all, and every one of them can only be massacred.
Zhou Dao quickly jumped up and down the mountains, and finally saw a group of Hell Sect disciples. He immediately flew forward.
Several Hell Sect disciples were swept away by Zhou Dao with a palm before they had time to resist. Only one disciple was left standing there blankly.
Zhou Dao stretched out his big hand and grabbed this disciple directly: "Where are all the good things from your Hell Gate hidden?"
This disciple was so frightened by Zhou Dao that his face turned pale, and it took him a long time to say, "You, what did you say?"
Zhou Dao calmed down for a moment and then shouted: "Where are all the good things from your Hell Gate, such as weapons, secret books, and where are all the treasures of heaven, materials, and earth?"
The disciple's face turned even paler after hearing Zhou Dao's words: "Senior, senior, we in Hell Sect don't have any magic weapons. There are some secrets that we disciples don't know. What other treasures are there?
I don’t even know."
"Humph, I don't know, then I will kill you." Zhou Dao's eyes showed a fierce look.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I know there is a place that may contain good things." The disciple said quickly.
"Take me there quickly." Zhou Dao shouted.
Under the guidance of that disciple, Zhou Dao came to a mountain peak more than a mile away from the main hall, and there was a man-made cave under the mountain peak.
"Is that there?" Zhou Dao asked, pointing to the cave in the distance.
"It should be, I saw some elders coming and going from the Sutra Collection." The disciple said quickly.
"Oh, that's it." Zhou Dao said, looking at the cave in the distance.
"What good things do you have at Hell Gate?" Zhou Dao asked again.
"Our Hell Sect is just a small sect. How can we have any good things? Even if there are good things, I don't know." The disciple said with a grimace.
Zhou Dao thought so, so he let go of the disciple: "I'll give you a piece of advice, the Hell Gate is over this time, but if you want to survive, it's best not to resist and surrender quickly, and you can still save a life."
After saying that, Zhou Dao ignored him and turned around and ran towards the cave in the distance.
The disciple thought about what Zhou Dao said and then looked at the dead and injured bodies along the way and the sounds of fighting in the distance. He couldn't help running and shouting: "I surrender, I surrender."
When Zhou Dao came to this cave, he did not go in immediately, but stopped outside. Zhou Dao was also a little confused, whether every sect has a cave, but generally there are good things in caves, which Zhou Dao was very happy about.
This cave looks much larger than Tianlongmen from the outside, but you can't see what it looks like inside.
Zhou Dao looked at the entrance of the cave for a while and suddenly said: "Come out, stop hiding, are you still waiting to attack me?"
Just as he finished speaking, two people slowly walked out of the cave, an old man with white hair and beard, and a middle-aged man with a dark face.
The white-haired old man was dressed in white clothes and had no weapons on him.
The middle-aged man was dressed in black and holding a copper rod in his hand. He seemed to be the type of Elder Yang.