Chapter 418: Three Witch Seals Come Out at the Same Time, the Body Is Invincible! (Two in One)

Song Changming's mind was immersed in his sword. At the critical moment, his soul seemed to be blessed. He actually had a moment of enlightenment, and the power of the sword became even stronger at this moment!

Therefore, every time you compete with a strong person, it is an opportunity for self-transcendence and continuous improvement.

Of course, he guessed that his talent as a 'Taoist' was also at play in this.

With this characteristic around him, it is indeed easier for him to achieve enlightenment during cultivation than in the past.

boom!

The sword dragon exploded in the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, setting off a strong storm. Song Changming was once again forced back by the power of the exploded sword.

But this time, he was still not injured!

On the contrary, the ancestor of the Zhao family was hit by the backlash and vomited a large mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper!

His injuries worsened again!

Before coming, he thought that this battle would be over soon.

But the development of the situation completely exceeded his expectation.

Under the two ultimate moves, Song Changming was able to remain unharmed, which was completely beyond his knowledge.

He has lived for four hundred years, and he has never seen such a tyrannical person who has tempered his body like Song Changming!

Song Changming is the only one!

Zhao Wenruo stepped back and quickly scanned his eyes, looking for Song Changming.

But the next moment, the hard sound of the knife sounded again, right next to his ears!

Zhao Wenruo looked horrified. Before he could react, the long knife was already close to one of his cheeks and was about to complete the beheading!

At this time, a rune stone on Zhao Wenruo's chest burst out with strong energy.

Song Changming only felt that the knife encountered an invisible resistance. Under the entanglement of energy, it seemed that countless chains were tightly entangled with his long knife and the arm holding the knife.

Zhao Wenruo took this opportunity and hurriedly retreated, thus escaping from death.

Song Changming's sword was half a minute slower, defeating the entangled energy.

Looking at the rune stones shattered together on Zhao Wenruo's chest, the ancient desolate aura around Song Changming became more intense, which was brought about by sacrificing three witch seals at the same time.

"Let's see how many life-saving things you have!" Song Changming snorted and chased after him again.

"Escape!" Zhao Wenruo was injured repeatedly, and his aura had dropped to a very dangerous situation.

Even though he still had many powerful sword moves, he was too weak to use them at this moment.

He decisively took out another high-level talisman paper.

This is the Tisuo Talisman of the sixth level, and it can be regarded as another life-saving item at the bottom of his box.

The Tissot Talisman was directly attached to his long sword, so that his long sword became a 'Tissot'.

The sword moved, turning him into an aurora and flying away instantly.

Seeing this, Song Changming smacked his right hand backwards, creating a powerful backlash of air waves, and then used all his strength to activate the Magic Bird Witch Seal.

His speed also increased sharply and he caught up.

Since he is an enemy, no matter what his identity is, there is no reason to let him go.

The two of them chased and escaped from the Jiuyou Land to the Yunzhou Cuibai Road boundary.

If anyone looked up and saw him on the ground, most of them would just think it was two meteors passing by, and never imagined that it was a martial arts master running away in a hurry.

In the core city area, the Zhao family, in the study room of the owner.

Zhao Boqi dismissed all the servants and servants, and sat face to face with one person.

This person is none other than Su Jizi from the Changsheng family.

"What's going on?" Su Jizi sat calmly, sipping the fine tea in the cup, and asked slowly.

"The ancestor has personally gone to capture the person. I think he will be back today as soon as possible and hand the person over to you." Zhao Boqi said directly.

"I heard that Senior Zhao has not recovered from his serious injury. Will there be any accidents during this trip?" Su Jizi thought of something and asked as if he was worried.

Hearing this, Zhao Boqi felt a bit annoyed in his eyes.

"No matter how injured our ancestor is, he is still a master of martial arts. To capture a mere Xiantian realm martial artist, there is absolutely no chance of accidents!"

Zhao Boqi said in a deep voice. He thought Su Jizi's question was an insult to his ancestor.

"Don't get me wrong, I hope everything goes well so I can go back to work." Su Jizi said nonchalantly.

But in his mind, he remembered the public humiliation that day.

After catching Song Changming, he vowed to torture him to vent his anger!

Going against their Changsheng family will never end well, even if he is a military commander!

"This is just one of the things, after that..." Su Jizi was talking when he suddenly saw Zhao Boqi taking out a jade slip and taking a look at it, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"Something happened!"

"What do you mean?" Su Jizi asked with an unhappy look on his face.

"Brother Su, please come back first. I will send it to you when the matter is settled." After Zhao Boqi said that, he stood up and left the study in a hurry, without even bothering to entertain this member of the Changsheng family.

This made Su Jizi's expression even worse, and finally he snorted and walked away.

"You better not screw it up for me, or else"

After running all the way from Jiuyou Land to the border of Cuibai Road in Yunzhou, Zhao Wenruo's Tiansuo Talisman could only last for an hour and was now on the verge of failure.

Just when Zhao Wenruo was in a panic, a blast of thunder seemed to fall from the sky and hit him.

However, there were no clouds in the sky, and this strange thunder seemed to be generated out of thin air.

Zhao Wenruo vomited another mouthful of blood, fell from the air, and crashed into a large river.

At the last moment of perception, he saw Song Changming bathed in light yellow lightning.

A pair of eyes sparkling with lightning were looking down at him indifferently.

This time it was Song Changming's turn to stand high, holding the knife in both hands, and a large thunder light rumbled on the blade.

A hundred-foot sword light carried thunder, red clouds and many other strange phenomena, and rolled into the river below!

The river was like a dragon churning, causing large areas of the river bank to collapse.

Countless river fish and crabs were washed up into the sky, mixed with the river water, and fell to the distant shore.

Also swept ashore was the embarrassed martial arts master!

"Born with unusual thunder!" Zhao Wenruo's body was scorched black, and his back molars were almost broken.

He is born with divine power, strong body, and has natural lightning.

God seemed to have given all the benefits and advantages to this boy in front of him.

The fact that he can cultivate to the master level also shows that his own martial arts talent actually surpasses 99% of people.

But when compared with Song Changming, even if he was stronger than him, a bit of jealousy would inevitably arise in his heart.

I just want to ask why!

If he had so many extraordinary talents and physiques, his martial arts path would not stop here, let alone face this predicament today.

Song Changming raised his sword again, still not intending to give the ancestor of the Zhao family a chance to breathe.

Seeing Song Changming attacking again, Zhao Wenruo, who no longer had the Tiansuo Talisman, had no choice but to attack.

He forced himself to take a breath, and the Grandmaster Zifu in his body was violently shaken. One of the hot golden blood beads exploded indifferently.

The huge grandmaster's energy also exploded.

Zhao Wenruo's originally pale face was suddenly stained with a bit of red light.

Even his aura of decline suddenly increased, as if he had returned to his heyday!

The shriveled and skinny body seemed to have been inflated, making it inexplicably much taller!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how good Zhao Wenruo is at this moment, as if the injuries he just suffered were all fake.

"God Sword!"

Zhao Wenruo had no reservations this time and used his strongest sword move to the fullest.

He had already seen that Song Changming wanted to kill him, and this sword was crucial.

If Song Changming cannot be killed, then he will be left in a desperate situation!

The swords clashed again, and this time Song Changming finally experienced how powerful a martial arts master at his peak could be.

Only this sword gave him a sense of crisis.

The swords struck each other in the air, and as they passed each other, a strong light shot up into the sky, and then quickly struck in all directions.

It seemed like a skylight had been opened in the dome, and it took a long time for the aurora to disperse.

Song Changming fell to the ground, staggering slightly.

After stabilizing his body, he looked at the sword in his hand, which had been cracked and almost half-destroyed due to the previous confrontation.

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The Changshou knife given to him by Su Fengye was broken today.

The sword is a good sword, but when used in a duel with a strong master, it seems a bit unbearable.

Looking at his chest again, the witch seal painted on the tortoise shell scales is still there, and there is a faint light flickering on it.

Song Changming couldn't help but touch the intact skin under the tortoise shell scales. He had just clearly noticed that the opponent's sword had stabbed him. He was even prepared for serious injury, but the result was still no injury!

The ultimate defense that even a strong master cannot penetrate!

"It's really amazing." Not to mention others, even Song Changming himself was impressed in his heart.

It's not in vain that he had consumed a lot of blood and blood from the great demon in order to refining this witch seal.

Now it seems that no piece of the Great Demon's flesh and blood is wasted.

Zhao Wenruo was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his back was a little stooped, as if he was reaching his limit.

After seeing that Song Changming was still intact, the corner of Zhao Wenruo's mouth twitched, and his hanging breath suddenly loosened. His figure that had returned to its peak immediately plummeted, like a popped balloon.

He could have continued to persevere, but this kind of battle with no hope of victory was too easy to make people despair.

Even if he continued to burn out his remaining fire, it would not help.

"I lost." Zhao Wenruo's voice was mixed with blood as he admitted his defeat.

"Tell me the reason." Song Changming approached the old man who seemed to be decaying and said.

He wanted to find out why the Zhao family suddenly attacked him, and why the person who came was a big shot at the level of the family ancestor.

All the reasons he could think of were unreasonable, and there must be other hidden reasons.

Zhao Wenruo shook his head, sighed, and sat down on the ground imagelessly as if he had thought about it.

"It's just a matter of survival."

"Seeking to live?" Song Changming was thoughtful.

Several major aristocratic families, and even various forces in other urban areas are eyeing the late Zhao family.

The Zhao family still seems to be the top family in the core city, but the situation is indeed considered precarious.

Once the ancestor of the Zhao family in front of him reaches his end and dies, then the Zhao family will definitely be kicked out of the ranks of the top aristocratic families immediately.

No matter how deep the family's past heritage is, these family interests will become the hottest potato in the future.

The Zhao family has no successors, and its decline is a fact.

Even if the ancestor of the Zhao family in front of him is a martial arts master, it cannot change this result.

So what does this old guy mean by asking for a living?

"What does this have to do with me?" Song Changming asked.

Zhao Wenruo didn't say any more, obviously this was something that shouldn't be revealed.

"It's useless to say more. Even if you don't kill me today, I don't have much time left. It's up to you to kill me or not." Zhao Wenruo said as he lay flat on the ground. His voice became hoarse and blood was still seeping out.

He was injured again today, which made his already bad physical condition even worse.

Song Changming could sense that Zhao Wenruo's vitality was dissipating faster and faster, gradually drying up, like a deflated ball.

This martial arts master was really going to die.

He might have had a few more years to live, but now he might not be able to hold on for a few days.

Killing a martial arts master is not a trivial matter anywhere, and it is rare for a martial arts master to die at the hands of his own people.

Unless they are mortal enemies, even if there is a conflict between two martial arts masters, they will not fight for their lives unless it is absolutely necessary.

This is the conscious restraint between the strong men of the human race.

After all, to put it in a broader sense, every death of a martial arts master is a loss of high-end combat power for the human race, which is something that the demon race likes to see.

This is why even though King Cui is the strongest and is one of the thirty-six kings under Emperor Yun, he will not easily deal with the masters of the aristocratic families.

In the final analysis, it is the same purpose, which is to reduce unnecessary internal friction.

The reason why the Zhao family can get the tacit support of the royal power behind the scenes is also because of the decline of the master masters. Losing the golden signboard of the martial arts master is equivalent to losing the most important umbrella from King Cui.

Since the Zhao family can't continue to cultivate the next martial arts master, it should give up the soil for cultivation and leave it to other emerging forces to cultivate master seedlings.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything else, Song Changming put the broken long sword in his hand back into the sheath.

This move attracted Zhao Wenruo's attention, but it didn't mean that Song Changming suddenly showed mercy and decided to let him go.

Enemies are enemies.

Only dead enemies can make people worry-free.

A ball of lightning gathered and extended in Song Changming's palm, turning into a cool lightning blade.

"Strange lightning, it's a good thing. If it is well developed, it will be like the real Thunder God." Zhao Wenruo seemed to have noticed Song Changming's undisguised killing intention, and closed his eyes after sighing.

Although this was his first contact with Song Changming, he could also understand through the battle that Song Changming was not a kind-hearted person, so he was not surprised.

Although killing a martial arts master would attract criticism, Song Changming obviously didn't care!

If people don't offend him, he won't offend people.

If people offend him, he will kill them!

Even if he is a martial arts master, even if he is the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Song Changming said nothing more, and beside the broken river, he swung the lightning blade in his hand without hesitation.

No more accidents happened, and the old master who had given up struggling was finally beheaded by him and fell completely.

And Song Changming also completed his first kill of a martial arts master.