"Really? Take your seat of xuantianzong? This is your position of xuantianzong? Shout and see if it answers you?"

    Even in the face of such a threat from Zhao Wuji, Gu Zhun didn''t listen or look at him, and still went his own way.

    "Good, good, good, ignorant child, I Zhao Wuji won''t kill you today. I''ll follow your last name!" Zhao Wuji was very angry and cut Gu Zhun with a sword.

    In the crowd, I saw Zhao Wuji really start at a child at this time. Immediately, many first-class nuns in the door screamed.

    However, the scream was muted after a moment.

    Because next, Gu Zhun only bent his fingers and shot a sword cut by Zhao Wuji.

    Ding!

    The latter, which is regarded as a treasure in ordinary days, was smashed into four or five pieces.

    "I think I''d better forget it. I don''t have such an unfilial son as you." Gu Zhun held the fragments of divine sword, smiled faintly and looked at Song Qingyun around him.

    "Qingyun, you cut him!" Gu Zhun said. Song Qingyun stood up without saying a word and nodded slightly. Then without hesitation, he stabbed Zhao Wuji with a sword.

    Zhao Wuji was lightly flicked by Gu Zhun''s finger. He felt a huge dark force coming from his hand, which shocked the tiger mouth of his right hand like fire. The divine sword was broken into pieces at this time.

    Immediately, his face became very ugly at that moment.

    Originally, he thought that Gu Zhun, a suckling kid, could not turn a big wave in his hand, even if it was strange.

    But Zhao Wuji never thought that the kid''s body was so strong that he could break the divine sword with bare hands.

    I''m afraid there are few disciples of Xuantian sect who can do this.

    Zhao Wuji immediately took a breath in his heart, looked at Gu Zhun with vigilance, and treated him as a great enemy.

    However, just as he was waiting for him, he found that the kid didn''t have the next action. Instead, he continued to sit there. Like an old monk, he even asked the maid around him to solve himself.

    Zhao Wuji''s face was livid immediately, and a feeling of being looked down upon made him angry.

    Who is he?

    Xuantian sect disciple.

    And it is the inner disciple who has the power to rank in the top ten in Xuantian sect.

    Where do you go on weekdays? Isn''t it boundless scenery?

    Even in the East wasteland, few of his peers could let him have a more look

    Today, I not only ate in a kid''s hand, but also let others look down on me. I sent a maid to fight with me.

    This is a great humiliation for Zhao Wuji!

    "Well, I''ll kill your maid first and then you!" Zhao Wuji said coldly. Then, he took a sword from a xuantianzong disciple nearby and greeted song Qingyun with a sword.

    Zhao Wuji was furious and broke the air with a sword. His momentum was unparalleled.

    This sword is as powerful as thunder. It is fierce and unparalleled. It is as powerful as breaking bamboo.

    Many disciples in Xuantian sect recognized Zhao Wuji''s sword skill at a glance and shouted.

    "This is the thunder fire sword technique of Xuantian sect. Elder martial brother Zhao is really gifted. He has cultivated this ghost level sword technique to a perfect level!"

    "That woman is really unlucky to have met Zhao Wuji with the thunder fire sword technique of wuduan realm. Now she''s dead!"

    "Guess, how many moves can that woman support under elder martial brother Zhao''s thunder fire sword technique?"

    "Three moves, I guess at most three!"

    "I think one move is enough."

    ……

    The disciples of xuantianzong talked and listened to their words. Zhao Wuji was also proud at this time.

    In order to practice this sword technique, he practiced three or nine times in winter and three or three times in summer.

    I don''t know how many hardships I have suffered. It took me two years to cultivate this ghost level martial art thunder fire sword to a perfect level. I only need one step to reach a perfect level.

    This is also the biggest mace of Zhao Wuji''s men.

    Originally, he had never shown it to outsiders in order to make a big show on xuantianzong Dabi in a few months.

    But at this time, in order to kill the kid of Tianyan sect, Zhao Wuji can''t manage so much.

    "My sword is enough to cut you!" Zhao Wuji shouted. Under the sword, he stabbed song Qingyun in the heart.

    This sword is fierce, flint and lightning.

    Many people only feel that their eyes bloom. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji''s sword has stabbed song Qingyun''s chest.

    However, just when everyone thought song Qingyun would die, Gu Zhun was still not anxious and impatient. He didn''t seem to worry about song Qingyun at all.

    In his opinion, song Qingyun had several months to understand the immortal Sutra he had transmitted to her. Both cultivation and sword skills had made a qualitative leap.

    Now Song Qingyun can be said to have changed completely. Not to mention dealing with one Zhao Wuji, even ten more Zhao Wuji will never be song Qingyun''s opponent.

    Not to mention the thunder fire sword technique, which is a joke in Gu Zhun''s eyes.

    Gu Zhun guessed right. Facing Zhao Wuji''s sword, song Qingyun just snorted coldly and easily avoided. With a backhand sword, she chopped at Zhao Wuji''s throat.

    Zhao Wuji was very cold in his heart. Holding a long sword, he began to fight with song Qingyun.

    After more than ten rounds, Zhao Wuji was also a little out of breath, obviously some successors were weak.

    The thunder fire sword he practiced was like this. At the beginning, it was majestic and fierce. With a sword, it was like thunder coming to the world. It was unmatched. Generally, few experts at the same level can take such an overbearing sword.

    However, on the contrary, once such a powerful sword technique has been fighting for a long time, it will also have corresponding disadvantages. For example, the spiritual power consumption used in using this sword technique is too large, which will lead to the problem of poor afterpower.

    And Zhao Wuji killed him. Unexpectedly, the maid of a mere imp could defend without leakage in the face of her own thunder fire sword technique.

    It''s like a ghost.

    Zhao Wuji was more and more frightened, and had a retreat intention.

    However, at this time, song Qingyun''s sword technique is more and more dexterous and sharp. It seems that the wind and rain are constantly stabbing Zhao Wuji. How can he let him leave.

    One sword after another, Zhao Wuji''s face became more and more ugly. He began to be in a hurry, and his heart was shocked.

    What kind of sword is this woman using?

    The sword technique is fierce and fast. It is rare in Zhao Wuji''s life. He has never seen such a sword technique on the senior brother who ranks first among the disciples of Xuantian sect.

    Immediately, Zhao Wuji felt that if song Qingyun made another sword, he would definitely be in a different place.

    He can''t take this sword!

    So, the next moment, Zhao Wuji also did not hesitate and shouted, "elder, save me!"