Chapter 170
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
Such an arrogant boy.
After hearing Chang Ziqiu's words, many people felt a little displeasure in their hearts.However, the moment Chang Ziqiu drew his sword out of its sheath, all dissatisfaction was swept away, and a shocked expression appeared instead.
As soon as Mo Dao was out of its sheath, it burst into a terrifying saber movement.
Zhao Qingping's face changed instantly, and he took out the holy artifact of his life, an ancient silver mirror.
Driving the circular ancient mirror, its diameter was enlarged hundreds of times, and it stood in front of him.
"Dong Long"
With a loud noise, the sword light fell on the ancient mirror, which relieved most of the pressure for Zhao Qingping.
Before Zhao Qingping could react, Chang Ziqiu attacked again, holding the Mo Dao tightly with both hands, and slashed from top to bottom.
Swah——
The light of the knife flashed, drawing a crack that was ten miles long.
"boom"
This knife was blocked by Zhao Qingping with the ancient mirror of natal life, his body trembled slightly, and the residual power of the knife swept his whole body, making his heart terrified.
Zhao Qingping was really shocked that a monk of the same generation who came out of a place like the Northern Wilderness could have such a terrifying sword power. He lost the haughty expression just now and was extremely nervous.
"The third knife, hold the moon!"
Chang Ziqiu whispered, his eyes became sharp, and his wrist twisted, which changed the trajectory of Mo Dao, and at the same time changed the intent of the sword.
This kind of saber power, even if it is placed in the emperor's peer Tianjiao, it is difficult to find a few.
Facing Chang Ziqiu's offensive, Zhao Qingping didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest. Not only did he use his natal sacred weapon, but he also used the core Taoism of Tianfu Villa - the Tianxuan Bible.
After just a few moves, Chang Ziqiu showed extremely powerful strength and gained the upper hand. Every knife he swung contained an unfathomable knife intent.
"This son is extraordinary, isn't he the strongest of the younger generation in the Northern Wilderness?"
"I don't know who will win and who will lose when he fights Dao Zun."
"Dao Zun is the holy son of Styx Sect. Except for those people, who can be his opponent."
Many Tianjiao in Dizhou watched from afar, their brows were solemn, and they talked with each other.
As the battle progressed, Zhao Qingping gradually showed the appearance of being invincible, clenching his teeth and struggling to support.Although he is not the holy son of Tianfu Villa, he is also a core disciple, so he must not lose face to the sect.
The tenth move, the Mo Dao was like a chain that seduces the soul, and it came to Zhao Qingping in an instant, making him show a terrified expression, a little panicked to activate the natal sacred weapon, and shielded the body with defensive Taoism.
"Boom"
Even if Zhao Qingping tried his best to defend, it would be difficult to withstand Chang Ziqiu's tenth knife.
With a loud explosion in the void, Zhao Qingping's body flew upside down for a long distance, the ancient mirror suspended in front of him trembled violently, a very striking crack appeared on the mirror surface, and Dao Yun dissipated more than half.
Although this knife did not cause too much damage to Zhao Qingping, the winner was already decided.
If the fight continues, anyone can predict the outcome.
Zhao Qingping had absolutely no hope of winning, and he didn't even have the ability to carry Chang Ziqiu's ten knives again.
"It's really ridiculous to dare to talk nonsense with such ability."
Chang Ziqiu saw that Zhao Qingping had no intention of fighting any more, and Mo Dao returned to its sheath, and said coldly and arrogantly.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingping turned pale, but had no words to refute.He was not Chang Ziqiu's opponent, no matter how much he said, it would only add to the jokes and humiliate himself.
"Go back."
A certain elder from Tianfu Villa came by voice transmission.
Zhao Qingping took a deep look at Chang Ziqiu, engraved his appearance and expression in his heart, gritted his teeth, turned around, and retreated to the warship in Tianfu Mountain Villa, lowering his eyebrows and feeling ashamed.
"Who is he?"
Many forces began to inquire about Chang Ziqiu's origin, and became very interested in him.
In this battle, Chang Ziqiu defeated the enemy with ten moves, for the sake of Dizhou not daring to underestimate Beihuang, and also made himself famous.
"This guy's strength is definitely at the forefront of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness."
Chen Qingyuan kept staring at Chang Ziqiu in the starry sky, and said seriously.
"This person must still have a lot of hidden cards, which are unfathomable."
Wu Junyan rarely praised a person like this.
Originally, in Wu Junyan's eyes, among his peers in the Northern Wilderness, only Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan were more mysterious.Now it seems that there is another Chang Ziqiu.
"He is very strong, I guess he is not his opponent."
The strength shown by Chang Ziqiu alone has already made many monks of the same generation feel troubled.Chang Sunqian is very self-aware and talks to herself.
Tianfu Villa lost face and naturally wanted to get it back.
With Zhao Qingping's lessons learned, Tianfu Villa did not dare to underestimate the monks from other states, and sent out true disciples who could rank among the top five among the younger generation in the sect.
This person is dressed in a jade robe, well-dressed, chic and handsome.
"Wu Fengshan, it is said that he got a drop of phoenix blood essence when he was young, and refined the blood essence, so he is very talented."
The younger generations of the various forces in the Imperial State exchanged news and talked interestingly.
"There's a good show to watch."
Most people hold the mentality of watching the excitement, and have nothing to do with themselves, and hang on high.
"If Tianfu Villa still loses, it will lose face."
The 36 sects in the Nine Regions of the Imperial State had more or less conflicts with each other, and many forces were waiting to see the jokes of Tianfu Villa.
The vast starry sky, the gathering of heroes from all over the world, is destined to not be peaceful in this era.
Wu Fengshan and Chang Ziqiu confronted each other. They looked at each other silently without saying a word.
The confrontation in the eyes is full of incense.
Suddenly, the Mo knife held in Chang Ziqiu's left hand trembled.
Both sides shot at the same time, Mo Dao was unsheathed again, the dazzling light made many people squint their eyes.
Wu Fengshan's thoughts moved, and hundreds of silver needles appeared behind him.
Each silver needle is about one foot long, extremely sharp, exuding a biting cold light, and there are ancient laws flowing on it.
call out!
With a light wave of his right hand, hundreds of silver needles immediately attacked Chang Ziqiu.
Some of the silver needles blocked Chang Ziqiu's knife power, while the rest of the silver needles attacked from different directions.
In an instant, Chang Ziqiu smelled a ray of danger, his pupils shrank, and he switched from offense to defense as quickly as possible.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Chang Ziqiu's speed was extremely fast, and he held the Mo Dao horizontally in front of him, forming an extremely hard barrier of sword intent, allowing all the silver needles to pierce the barrier of sword intent without any damage.
"go with!"
Wu Fengshan used a new Taoist technique again, and drew a circle in the void in front of him with his right index finger.
Immediately, this circle turned into a yin and yang diagram, containing a trace of extremely profound laws.
The Yin-Yang Dao Diagram continued to grow larger, spreading to a diameter of ten miles.
The next moment, the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram appeared above Chang Ziqiu's head and fell down quickly.
"boom!"
Chang Ziqiu's body dropped suddenly, his body was under tremendous pressure, and his facial expression was slightly ferocious.
"open!"
This is a strong opponent, which makes Chang Ziqiu feel excited.He raised the Mo Dao in his hand and slashed at the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram in the sky.
After hearing Chang Ziqiu's words, many people felt a little displeasure in their hearts.However, the moment Chang Ziqiu drew his sword out of its sheath, all dissatisfaction was swept away, and a shocked expression appeared instead.
As soon as Mo Dao was out of its sheath, it burst into a terrifying saber movement.
Zhao Qingping's face changed instantly, and he took out the holy artifact of his life, an ancient silver mirror.
Driving the circular ancient mirror, its diameter was enlarged hundreds of times, and it stood in front of him.
"Dong Long"
With a loud noise, the sword light fell on the ancient mirror, which relieved most of the pressure for Zhao Qingping.
Before Zhao Qingping could react, Chang Ziqiu attacked again, holding the Mo Dao tightly with both hands, and slashed from top to bottom.
Swah——
The light of the knife flashed, drawing a crack that was ten miles long.
"boom"
This knife was blocked by Zhao Qingping with the ancient mirror of natal life, his body trembled slightly, and the residual power of the knife swept his whole body, making his heart terrified.
Zhao Qingping was really shocked that a monk of the same generation who came out of a place like the Northern Wilderness could have such a terrifying sword power. He lost the haughty expression just now and was extremely nervous.
"The third knife, hold the moon!"
Chang Ziqiu whispered, his eyes became sharp, and his wrist twisted, which changed the trajectory of Mo Dao, and at the same time changed the intent of the sword.
This kind of saber power, even if it is placed in the emperor's peer Tianjiao, it is difficult to find a few.
Facing Chang Ziqiu's offensive, Zhao Qingping didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest. Not only did he use his natal sacred weapon, but he also used the core Taoism of Tianfu Villa - the Tianxuan Bible.
After just a few moves, Chang Ziqiu showed extremely powerful strength and gained the upper hand. Every knife he swung contained an unfathomable knife intent.
"This son is extraordinary, isn't he the strongest of the younger generation in the Northern Wilderness?"
"I don't know who will win and who will lose when he fights Dao Zun."
"Dao Zun is the holy son of Styx Sect. Except for those people, who can be his opponent."
Many Tianjiao in Dizhou watched from afar, their brows were solemn, and they talked with each other.
As the battle progressed, Zhao Qingping gradually showed the appearance of being invincible, clenching his teeth and struggling to support.Although he is not the holy son of Tianfu Villa, he is also a core disciple, so he must not lose face to the sect.
The tenth move, the Mo Dao was like a chain that seduces the soul, and it came to Zhao Qingping in an instant, making him show a terrified expression, a little panicked to activate the natal sacred weapon, and shielded the body with defensive Taoism.
"Boom"
Even if Zhao Qingping tried his best to defend, it would be difficult to withstand Chang Ziqiu's tenth knife.
With a loud explosion in the void, Zhao Qingping's body flew upside down for a long distance, the ancient mirror suspended in front of him trembled violently, a very striking crack appeared on the mirror surface, and Dao Yun dissipated more than half.
Although this knife did not cause too much damage to Zhao Qingping, the winner was already decided.
If the fight continues, anyone can predict the outcome.
Zhao Qingping had absolutely no hope of winning, and he didn't even have the ability to carry Chang Ziqiu's ten knives again.
"It's really ridiculous to dare to talk nonsense with such ability."
Chang Ziqiu saw that Zhao Qingping had no intention of fighting any more, and Mo Dao returned to its sheath, and said coldly and arrogantly.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingping turned pale, but had no words to refute.He was not Chang Ziqiu's opponent, no matter how much he said, it would only add to the jokes and humiliate himself.
"Go back."
A certain elder from Tianfu Villa came by voice transmission.
Zhao Qingping took a deep look at Chang Ziqiu, engraved his appearance and expression in his heart, gritted his teeth, turned around, and retreated to the warship in Tianfu Mountain Villa, lowering his eyebrows and feeling ashamed.
"Who is he?"
Many forces began to inquire about Chang Ziqiu's origin, and became very interested in him.
In this battle, Chang Ziqiu defeated the enemy with ten moves, for the sake of Dizhou not daring to underestimate Beihuang, and also made himself famous.
"This guy's strength is definitely at the forefront of the Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness."
Chen Qingyuan kept staring at Chang Ziqiu in the starry sky, and said seriously.
"This person must still have a lot of hidden cards, which are unfathomable."
Wu Junyan rarely praised a person like this.
Originally, in Wu Junyan's eyes, among his peers in the Northern Wilderness, only Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan were more mysterious.Now it seems that there is another Chang Ziqiu.
"He is very strong, I guess he is not his opponent."
The strength shown by Chang Ziqiu alone has already made many monks of the same generation feel troubled.Chang Sunqian is very self-aware and talks to herself.
Tianfu Villa lost face and naturally wanted to get it back.
With Zhao Qingping's lessons learned, Tianfu Villa did not dare to underestimate the monks from other states, and sent out true disciples who could rank among the top five among the younger generation in the sect.
This person is dressed in a jade robe, well-dressed, chic and handsome.
"Wu Fengshan, it is said that he got a drop of phoenix blood essence when he was young, and refined the blood essence, so he is very talented."
The younger generations of the various forces in the Imperial State exchanged news and talked interestingly.
"There's a good show to watch."
Most people hold the mentality of watching the excitement, and have nothing to do with themselves, and hang on high.
"If Tianfu Villa still loses, it will lose face."
The 36 sects in the Nine Regions of the Imperial State had more or less conflicts with each other, and many forces were waiting to see the jokes of Tianfu Villa.
The vast starry sky, the gathering of heroes from all over the world, is destined to not be peaceful in this era.
Wu Fengshan and Chang Ziqiu confronted each other. They looked at each other silently without saying a word.
The confrontation in the eyes is full of incense.
Suddenly, the Mo knife held in Chang Ziqiu's left hand trembled.
Both sides shot at the same time, Mo Dao was unsheathed again, the dazzling light made many people squint their eyes.
Wu Fengshan's thoughts moved, and hundreds of silver needles appeared behind him.
Each silver needle is about one foot long, extremely sharp, exuding a biting cold light, and there are ancient laws flowing on it.
call out!
With a light wave of his right hand, hundreds of silver needles immediately attacked Chang Ziqiu.
Some of the silver needles blocked Chang Ziqiu's knife power, while the rest of the silver needles attacked from different directions.
In an instant, Chang Ziqiu smelled a ray of danger, his pupils shrank, and he switched from offense to defense as quickly as possible.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Chang Ziqiu's speed was extremely fast, and he held the Mo Dao horizontally in front of him, forming an extremely hard barrier of sword intent, allowing all the silver needles to pierce the barrier of sword intent without any damage.
"go with!"
Wu Fengshan used a new Taoist technique again, and drew a circle in the void in front of him with his right index finger.
Immediately, this circle turned into a yin and yang diagram, containing a trace of extremely profound laws.
The Yin-Yang Dao Diagram continued to grow larger, spreading to a diameter of ten miles.
The next moment, the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram appeared above Chang Ziqiu's head and fell down quickly.
"boom!"
Chang Ziqiu's body dropped suddenly, his body was under tremendous pressure, and his facial expression was slightly ferocious.
"open!"
This is a strong opponent, which makes Chang Ziqiu feel excited.He raised the Mo Dao in his hand and slashed at the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram in the sky.
