Chapter 459: Sword Test of Hundred Clans

The second battle has already begun in the field, Zhao Changhe is facing a big man with a curly beard.

There are many kinds of Gu, some are used to assist oneself, some are used to attack like a beast, some are used to enter the opponent's body to take effect, and some are used to form various energy release effects.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe is facing a strange kind of release.

A palm strikes, and the flames are blazing.

That is not a palm, but a flame Gu.

For low-level martial artists, things like fire and thunder are very difficult to solve. It is not like in the game where you lose a lot of blood by hitting a fireball. Fire can directly burn people to death... Yan Que, who is on the Earth List, does not dare to withstand thunder with his body, and the same is true for fire. Once he is set on fire, he will at least be seriously injured.

Therefore, the combat power of Suzaku is often overestimated. It is always felt that Xuanwu is not as scary as Suzaku. In Maitreya's last battle, Suzaku's fire did not have much effect on Maitreya's corpse demon body. This is the first time Suzaku has encountered such a situation since her practice. Most of the time, the opponent does not dare to face her fire head-on.

Zhao Changhe felt that if this kind of Gu was brought to the Middle Earth, at least the battlefield would be invincible... I wonder if there are many of them, and if it is difficult to cultivate?

With a flash of thought, the sword was already in hand, and it directly passed through the raging fire in front and reached the opponent's palm.

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The big man was dumbfounded, why are you not afraid of fire?

He urgently withdrew his hand, but the variation of his palm technique was far less exquisite than Meng Tai just now, how could he avoid Zhao Changhe's sword?

With a "clang" sound, his palm suddenly became like gold and stone, and actually blocked the sword!

Copper skin Gu!

But the next moment the big man still screamed and retreated quickly, and his palm was still cut. A fiery red Gu worm drilled out of his palm, looking unexpectedly cute.

The Gu worm can strengthen the skin epidermis like gold, stone, copper and iron, but unfortunately, the ancient sword Dragon King is a magic sword. Even if it does not exert special power, its material is also able to cut gold and jade.

The big man pushed the head of the Gu insect back and bandaged his palm, still puzzled: "Why is Guardian Si not afraid of fire? You didn't use a very strong true qi to dispel the flames?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "I said I also have Gu. I have a giant Gu and an anti-fire Gu at the same time. There is no conflict."

It is true that there is no conflict, but everyone's Gu insects are cultivated for a long time. Not one person can have countless Gu. Just find one and put it in your body. What about you, the courtesan?

Are you really so lucky that the Gu insects you have cultivated since childhood are so precise, just to deal with the opponent in this battle?

This time even Sisi didn't understand, and quietly asked Yue Hongling: "How does he avoid fire?"

Yue Hongling was a little unconfident: "It feels like... he is close to fire, and can disintegrate the not-so-strong flame energy... This person's flame Gu is just within his acceptable range. Strange, when has he ever practiced fire-related exercises?"

Sisi shook her head, I don't know.

How could Zhao Changhe dare to tell them that this was the meaning of the kiss and Qi transfer with Huangfu Qing in the Kungang Secret Realm. That was the twenty-eight-constellation winged fire snake. How could this person's fire be considered as a big deal? It's a pity that Huangfu Qing refused to practice dual cultivation, otherwise it would be easy to make his flames roll back.

Zhao Changhe sighed and asked again with the sword: "Who else wants to teach?"

"Swoosh!" An almost invisible poisonous insect attacked from behind.

Zhao Changhe's ears moved slightly, and the poisonous insect brushed past his neck. It was a sneak attack that took his life directly!

Zhao Changhe was not polite either. He chased after it with a sword and was about to cut the poisonous insect into two pieces.

The poisonous insect flapped its wings and flashed, and it actually avoided the sword very lightly, turned to the right and flew away, and was about to fall into the hands of a tall and thin man.

"Come back!" Zhao Changhe grabbed it with his left hand.

A vortex of energy surged in front of him, and the insect seemed to be caught by an invisible hand, squeaking, but it couldn't fly even half an inch.

Controlling Crane Skill!

The tall and thin man was shocked and reached out to take his invisible insect, but the insect screamed and rushed straight to him, and its invisible wings scratched across the tall and thin man's fingers, bleeding.

The man hurriedly withdrew his hand, and the sword flashed in front of him. Zhao Changhe's sword had already reached his throat!

"Stop!" Lei Zhentang suddenly made a move, and the Miao Dao drew a strange arc, blocking Zhao Changhe's sword.

Zhao Changhe shook his wrist, and the long sword was beyond the laws of physics, and suddenly became half a second faster, piercing the man's throat before Lei Zhentang intercepted it.

"Dang!" The Miao Dao only touched the long sword at this time, and the powerful force shocked Zhao Changhe to withdraw his sword, but the man had already covered his throat and fell to the ground with his head up.

There was an uproar in the hall.

Lei Zhentang pointed at Zhao Changhe and said sternly: "The duel will decide the winner. Who allowed you to kill him?"

"He attacked me with the invisibility Gu. If I hadn't dodged, I would have been the one lying on the ground." Zhao Changhe's expression remained unchanged: "If someone respects me one foot, I will respect him ten feet. If someone wants to kill me, please go to hell first. I have always been fair."

Lei Zhentang said indifferently: "Who can be sure that he just wants to put his hand to your neck and make you admit defeat? In any case, the one who kills first will be judged as the loser. Who has any objection?"

Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "The joint meeting has not been formed yet, and you have a long way to go."

He held the sword and asked again: "Who is willing to fight!"

"I will!"

"I will!"

Several men jumped out, looked at each other for a while, and laughed.

Lei Zhentang's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

No matter what different cultures are, the atmosphere of valuing heroes is common.

Others are willing to compete with this magical swordsman, and you haven't formed a joint meeting yet, what qualifications do you have to make a decision?

And many people in the field realized that Si Laoye was facing a round-robin battle, but he was not afraid at all. Such a hero - if he can really win in the end, there is nothing to say, he deserves a seat, maybe many small tribes are willing to listen to him more than the other four tribes.

This is a hero.

Zhao Changhe looked at Lei Zhentang with a smile, and said leisurely: "Lei clan leader is still standing here, does it mean that he wants to come down and compete with me personally?"

Lei Zhentang said: "It seems that it is okay?"

"Then Lei clan leader should think clearly, if you win, it's okay, if you accidentally lose to me, this Black Miao seat doesn't seem to be too stable..." Zhao Changhe pointed his long sword in the distance, and his smile suddenly withdrew: "Do you want to fight?"

Lei Zhentang's face was uncertain.

It's not that he thinks he will lose, but it's too ugly.

The clan leader of the strongest clan, the recognized strongest in the field, ran out to compete with a small clan of hundreds of people and an unknown guardian in the ring?

Will you have face if you win? If he gets a minor scratch, that will be something that people will talk about and ridicule for a year. Just think about what happened to Xue Canghai in the Central Plains.

Besides, Si Laoye has fought many battles in a row, and he will also be exhausted. Can he really hold on to the end in the round-robin battle? Let him consume his energy, and someone else will make the final decision in the end.

When Lei Zhentang thought of this, he winked at the tribe on the side, and they nodded slightly. Lei Zhentang finally smiled proudly: "I am competing with a young man like you who has just started out? It's embarrassing. This is your arena, continue."

After saying that, he returned to his seat and continued to watch the competition calmly.

Zhao Changhe knew what he was thinking, smiled nonchalantly, and suddenly took out a wine gourd and took a big sip: "The more brocade clothes, the less heroes. It's a pity that a good friend is not here, and there are few people to drink with."

Pan Wan's eyes flashed with admiration, and she asked deliberately: "You have fought three games in a row, do you want to rest?"

Zhao Changhe hung the gourd back on his waist, without looking back, pointed his sword at the field: "It's a grand event, why should I rest? The spirits are out of the mountains, and the swords are testing all the races. If you have any special means, just come up!"

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PS: I'm late today, the reason for the long absence: I was reported and I have to change some places. Such a plain book is still messing with me, tsk...

I also want to say to the reporting dog, your report is really useless, because this book is really plain, and the orientation is chivalrous. No matter where you report it, it's just a matter of changing some small words and sentences, which takes less than half an hour, and it can't even affect my mentality... But it will cause tens of thousands of people to curse your mother, is it all worth it?

I didn't see how long your colleagues haven't touched this book. After all, not everyone is so stupid. Wipe your red eyes and find another book, dear.

I recommend a book called "I Add Some Cultivation in the World of Gods and Ghosts", a novel about two worlds, you can read it if you are interested~