Chapter 4387: Under one sword

Since I left Wind and Cloud City in the middle of the week, there has been no more open-minded battle, and now it just happens to be an opportunity.

Above the bone sword, the power of the sword **** was already swept up, showing an incomparable edge.

After the previous battle with Fengyun Great Emperor, the power of the sword **** in Zhou Zhong's body was consumed a lot, although it could be recovered.

But what is needed is not a short period of time. Before that, mid-week would not be able to exert all his strength at all, but if it was just to clean up such a small role, it would be more than enough.

After all, even if the power of the sword **** cannot be used, he is still carrying the poisonous power and the dark ability of the extreme ice. Any move that can be used is enough to kill the existence of this sword.

But how can the people of this small city in this remote place recognize the power of the sword god, only thinking that it is a power of darkness with thunder and rain.

After all, with the strength of midweek, what powerful sword moves can be used, isn't it a idiotic dream?

On the contrary, the golden shopkeeper above the stands, a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes, others would not recognize it, how could he not know that this is the existence of the pinnacle of kendo, the power of the sword god!

It is said that Master Yingzun was on the wind and cloud spectrum at that time, it was precisely by virtue of the power of the sword **** to defeat the younger generation leader, Liu Wuqing, who had comprehended the infinite sword intent.

After that, relying on the strength of the sword god, fleeing into the void, fighting against Fengyun Great Emperor for three days and three nights, it seems that it is not a lie.

If the sword of the iron-blooded mercenary group knew, he was facing the Lord Yingzun of the Shenbing Pavilion, and he would probably cry on the spot.

Although Ah Dao's strength is good, let alone Master Ying Zun, just pick one from the top ten masters in the wind and clouds, all of them can be abused, and he is incomplete, not to mention Lord Ying Zun is the real No. 1 in wind and clouds. !

"Bluffing, even with such strength, dare to come to participate in this Sky Star Competition, is it really the Cao family who has no one?"

Ah Dao saw that the strength displayed in the middle of the week was indeed only a black belt, and he couldn't help sneering.

"A black belt is more than enough to pack you!"

The bone sword in Zhou Zhong's hand was lightly picked, feeling the sword intent between the heavens and the earth, he wanted to cut out the great sword that he had learned from Liu Wuqing before!

"Really it is a dead duck with a hard mouth. When death is imminent, you are not ashamed. Cao Yiming, is this the person you chose to fight for the Cao family?"

Cao Ting stepped forward and questioned. The implication was that after Zhou Zhong died, Cao Yiming consciously withdrew from the inheritance of Patriarch.

At this time, Cao Yiming looked at the stage, his slightly thin back in the middle of the week, he still worried so much, only worried about the safety of the middle of the week, and silently prayed for the middle of the week, hoping for a miracle.

I saw that Ah Dao didn't mean to take the initiative to attack. He had to wait until the moment of the attack in the middle of the week, and then destroy it fiercely. Only in this way could he have endless pleasure!

Finally, the middle of the week moved, and he jumped up, lightly picking up the bone sword in his hand, and cutting out a simple and unpretentious sword intent above the void.

The action looks simple and unpretentious, just like the peasant woman in the village waving a **** in her hand.

Ah Dao just laughed out: "I thought that how strong your kendo is, it seems that it is just so, then today is your death date!"

I saw that a sharp sword strength formed in Adao's hand, with a faint sound of breaking through the air, and he shot towards Zhou Zhong.

One side is an understatement of the sword, and on the other side, the sword strength is so wide and wide, without thinking about the consequences, Zhou Zhong will definitely die under the sword strength cut by A Dao.

When the two collided, Ah Dao's sword strength did not even make a sound, and he was smashed into the void by that sword intent.

At this moment, Ah Dao felt an incredible killing intent, as if his soul was locked, as long as he stood between this world, there was nowhere to hide.

"What kind of sword is this, it can be so terrifying!"

As soon as such a thought arose in Ah Dao's heart, that sword intent came quietly, cutting Ah Dao's body in half abruptly, and the remaining prestige of the sword intent made it harder than a battlefield. A bottomless gully emerged, dividing the entire Star City into two starting from the Battlefield.

Ah Dao's corpse just fell to the ground like this. It was still invincible a moment ago, but now it is in a different place.

His pupils were full of fear of death. Before he died, he regretted that he should not provoke the middle of the week, and shouldn't participate in this shit-stellar contest for some benefit.

Otherwise, there will be no account of life.

At a glance, everyone in the entire Bidou field was shocked by this shocking sword in midweek.

You know, this sword intent is definitely not simple. It can create such a big scene, and it can directly divide the entire Star City into two. It is definitely not something that a black belt person can create.

There is only one conclusion, the strength is hidden in the middle of the week, and its true strength is at least at the peak of the black belt 9th dan!

Even a strong man with the strength of the earth saint is not impossible. After all, there is a strong man at the peak of the black belt in the 9th segment of the star city, but no one can cut such a strong aura with a single sword.

Thinking carefully, the expressions on everyone's faces are extremely wonderful.

Ah Dao's subordinates have only come back to their senses for years. He couldn't imagine that he was the head of the sky in his eyes, and he died so tragically in the hands of such a kid.

He wanted to avenge Ah Dao, but he was deeply frustrated by the invincible sword earlier in the middle of the week. He yelled in panic and fled the battlefield in Star City.

Zhou Zhong naturally noticed, but there was no need to chase him. The reason why I had hurt the assassin before was because that Adao had killed himself.

If it weren't for your own strength and tyranny, it was yourself who died here today. It was not a saint in the middle of the week. You are going to kill me, so how could you easily let go!

Now that you are ready to kill, then you must prepare to be killed together. This is the creed in the Zhou Center.

Years after years of rushing away, they awakened everyone who was still immersed in the lingering power of the previous sword, and Cao Yiming almost stared out his eyes.

You know, I haven't seen Midweek for a few years, and I never thought that Midweek's strength has grown to this point.

You know, when he tried in the ice cave, he was still chased by a group of purple belt geniuses in the middle of the week, his own strength was no more than the blue belt peak, and he was not even his opponent.

Only relying on the power of the elements in the ice cave can he escape from the dead, and now he has grown into an existence that he can't even look up to.

The strongest person, Cao Yiming has seen a lot in his years of training outside. The sword he cut in the middle of the week can do this, even the early power of the earth sage may not be able to do it!