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    Zhao Xuan looked at Zhao Yu, who was alive and well, chasing after the old man with a long sword, her fair face was full of surprise.

    "what's the situation?"

    Zhao Xuan tilted her head slightly and asked Ying Zheng beside her.  Looking at the situation, it seems that Xiaoyu was not caught by the old Taoist.

    "I don't know." Ying Zheng frowned slightly, slightly dissatisfied with Zhao Yu's offensive.

    The movement was too slow, the tip of the sword seemed to be extremely powerful, but it lost its aim.

    It seems that the training of Zhao Yu cannot be stopped.

    Zhao Yu, who was chasing him, wanted to destroy the evil way in front of him, but he didn't realize that Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng had appeared. He sneered and flew up into the air, with his wrists and elbows, the blade of his sword shone coldly.  , pointing directly at the head of the old Taoist.

    The old man frowned, not daring to be negligent.  He tilted his head slightly to the left, avoiding the sharp long sword, stomped his feet, and retreated hastily.

    The old Taoist priest described himself in a state of embarrassment, with blood flowing from his left shoulder and ears, and his yellow Taoist robe was already stained with blood.

    Although the Dragon Slaying Sword has failed to be refined, its power should not be underestimated.  Blowing hair and breaking hair, strong quenching force, touching it can kill your life.  Fang Chang was injured by it twice in a row, and the wounds he caused are still burning hot and painful to this day.

    Ordinarily, both of them were Taoist priests, so they have practiced Taoism for many years, and their Taoism is very good. It is not very difficult to deal with Zhao Yu who has lost his body, but is just in the form of a ghost.  Dingli.

    But he was timid with the Dragon Slaying Sword in Zhao Yu's hand, so he could only dodge around, not daring to confront it head-on.

    And Zhao Yu has the blessing of a sword, and his combat power has soared. It is not difficult to take the life of the old man.  But he is currently only a ghost, unable to maximize the power of his swordsmanship.

    The two were only in between brothers, chasing and stalemate, and for a while no one could do anything to the other.

    After confirming that Zhao Yu was not in danger, Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng hid in the dark to watch the battle, and did not help Zhao Yu.  But as time went by, after the yin energy in Zhao Yu's body gradually weakened, Zhao Xuan became a little unsteady.

    She frowned slightly, and took a step forward, ready to help Zhao Yu.

    "No hurry, he hasn't reached his limit yet." Ying Zheng reached out with his long arms to stop Zhao Xuan.

    Zhao Yu had too few chances to actually fight. Although he and Jin Da often practiced, neither side did their best.  It's rare to meet an opponent who is on par with him. If you don't practice now, when will you stay.

    Looking at the powerful arms on her chest, Zhao Xuan immediately understood what Ying Zheng meant.

    She said in a low voice: "Be careful, don't let him suffer."

    "I have my own measure."

    Ying Zheng withdrew his hand, glanced at Zhao Xuan's white side face, then turned his gaze, and continued to watch the battle ahead.

    Zhao Yu was aware of his bad deeds. Seeing that he was unable to attack for a long time, his originally impatient mood gradually calmed down during the battle.  Although he was chasing after the old way, his head was turning rapidly.

    Right now he is just a ghost, if he continues to fight, the situation will be very unfavorable to him, and he must be resolved quickly.

    Thinking of this, Zhao Yu's pupils suddenly sank, and he immediately gave up chasing the old Taoist. Then he jumped into the air, and lightly threw the long sword into the air, freeing his palms, and the speed sealed.

    At the moment when he formed a seal, there was a strong wind, the dark sky suddenly thundered and thundered, covered with lightning, and the long sword that was thrown seemed to be attracted, like a spirit snake, it rushed to his chest with a whistling, solemnly  Mid-air, spinning rapidly.

    The people in mid-air looked cold and unstoppable, like gods and demons descending.

    Zhao Yu wanted to kill with one blow, and after careful consideration, he immediately decided to use his strongest move - Tianshu Sword Formation.

    This is the most powerful move he has ever practiced.  Zhao Xuan used to have her ears turned away, so he must not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

    Therefore, this move will injure the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred.

    The Tianshu Sword Formation is not an ordinary Daoist sword formation in the world, but Zhao Xuan created it based on her own swordsmanship. Although it is self-created, the immortal swordsmanship cannot be mastered by mortal Taoists.  The power is too great, Zhao Yu uses this trick, the result is that the tendons are broken, and he becomes a disabled person from then on.

    Zhao Yu dared to use this move so boldly at the moment because he was just a ghost, not a flesh body, and there was no risk of shattering his veins.

    Moreover, in his soul body is the seal of the king of hell that Zhao Xuan begged for from the king of hell. With this seal, even if he has only a wisp of soul smoke left, his soul will not be scattered. At most just spend some time to nourish his soul  .

    The old Taoist noticed that the person chasing him suddenly disappeared, so he suddenly turned around and glanced back.

    &nb??: "This rune is somewhat similar to the soul-locking array that trapped Longze back then, but it's not the same."

    Zhao Xuan was very puzzled. The rune patterns on the bronze tripod were indeed directed towards the soul-locking formation. However, the soul-locking formation could not be made by simple runes, but had to be nailed to the soul-locking chain with iron nails.  Only live in the soul.

    This Could it be another formation that has been modified by mortal Taoist priests?

    Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan sneered coldly: These Taoist priests are really full and have nothing to do. If they don't practice hard to improve their cultivation, and make some messy things, it's no wonder they will wither to this point.

    Zhao Xuan lost interest in probing. With a wave of her jade hand, she erased the runes on the bronze tripod, stood up, and looked at Ying Zheng: "Send Zhao Yu back to his body first."

    Ying Zheng turned his head sideways, glanced at Zhao Yu, who was lying on his back with his eyelids crossed, gave a soft "hmm", and disappeared on the balcony in a flash.

    Seeing this, Zhao Xuan also followed and left.

    At this time, in an apartment far away from the International Trade Building, a man in his mid-twenties stood quietly in front of the window.  He left the window sill and sat on the bed.

    He looked at the window, staring into the distance. After a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and made a call.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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