Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 244
A noisy sound shocked all Tibetan sword disciples.

Their gazes were all directed towards the figure walking out of the sword mound.

Apparently, none of them thought that this elder brother would actually come out and accept Zhao Ji's challenge. This is simply unimaginable.

"After all, saving face comes first."

"It's a pity, this Zhao Ji is obviously here to find fault. Once a fight starts, he will never hold back. It is estimated that Zhu Xiongying will lose embarrassingly."

"Dao Xin is extremely important in the process of cultivation. If Zhao Ji destroys the Dao Xin of this senior brother in this battle, then Zhu Xiongying's future may be hard to say."

"Yes, that's right. Do you still remember the Tianjiao of the One Sword Sect a hundred years ago? When he first appeared in the world, he was so high-spirited that the younger generation of the three major sword sects did not dare to compete with him. However, outside After returning from a trip, the whole person was directly crippled, and he has not yet broken through to the Da Luo Realm. It is said that he was beaten and tied up by several Da Luo Realm outside, and I don’t know what he did to him.”

"…………"

"........."

The disciples were all talking about it.

There is one person among them, who is also among these many disciples.

Within ten feet of this person, no one dared to approach him.

Qin Xiong looked at the front of Jianzhong, his eyes looked very calm, but only he knew that he was more excited than Zhao Ji who was before Jianzhong.

Because for Qin Xiong, the existence of Zhu Xiongying is his obstacle.

Just sweep this hurdle away.

Not only is he still a big brother of Hidden Sword, but he may even become a disciple of Sword God.

Thinking of the day when he became a disciple of the Sword God, Qin Xiong felt hot inside, no matter what he did, he didn't care.

"Zhu Xiongying."

His eyes fell on Zhu Xiongying who walked out of the sword mound.

He had already discussed with Zhao Ji before, this challenge will directly depose Zhu Xiongying, so that he will never be able to practice again, and naturally he will lose everything.

Before Jianzhong.

Zhiruo was very anxious.

'Why is it today. '

With the news of the sword god coming to the world, Guiyun Zangjian has been in the limelight during this period. If there is such a thing as a hot search list, words such as "Guiyunzangjian" and "Sword God coming to the world" must be Beiming's No. [-] hot search.

Taking advantage of this period of time, those holy land sects who were indifferent to Guiyunzangjian in the past all moved closer together and extended an invitation to Guiyunzangjian.

As the suzerain of the hidden sword, Hu Yanxu naturally cannot avoid it.

Going out to communicate is indispensable.

Today, Hu Yanxu brought all the main elders of the sect to the Tianxing sect for exchange and study.

To put it bluntly, it's just to brag.

'Zhao Ji did it on purpose! '

Zhiruo glared at Zhao Ji, then quickly walked towards Zhu Xiongying.

"Eldest brother, you can't promise him!"

Zhi Ruo repeatedly said.

"His current cultivation base has reached the eighth level of fortune, if you, senior brother..."

The words were extremely fast, and Zhiruo's worry could be seen.

However, she suddenly discovered that the aura on Zhu Xiongying's body had changed, it was no longer at the second level of fortune seven days ago, but had already reached the fourth level of good fortune. It only took seven days, how did she break through the second level of fortune? !
Zhiruo couldn't believe it, but Zhu Xiongying's aura told him that all this was true.

"If things like miscellaneous fish are not cleared up, there will only be more and more of them."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Zhiruo and smiled slightly.

"Sister Zhiruo, don't worry about me. If you are really worried, why not exercise together."

"Exercise is good for your physical and mental health, and my mood will be much better."

Zhiruo listened to Zhu Xiongying's joking words, although she still didn't know what the real meaning of "exercise" was, seeing such a calm state made her feel much more at ease.

"Brother, you must be careful, Zhao Ji is extremely vicious, there is no guarantee that he will not use some shady means."

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

And what he said just now, especially the word miscellaneous fish, did not conceal it at all, and naturally fell into the ears of Zhao Ji, and also fell into the ears of the Tibetan sword disciples around him.

"Well, you Zhu Xiongying, you actually despise me so much!"

Zhao Ji's expression was fierce, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

He has been in Tibetan Sword for so many years, and this is the first time he is said to be a miscellaneous fish.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying walked forward as if strolling in the courtyard, and was ten feet away from Zhao Ji.

"There is something I want to make clear."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the sword-hidden disciples around him, and the voice he spoke was mixed with cultivation, so he must ensure that every sword-hidden disciple could hear clearly.

"You, a bug, are not qualified to challenge me."

A word out.

All the disciples' eyes widened, and some of them couldn't close their mouths.

They couldn't help but think of Zhu Xiongying's domineering words in front of Quan Zangjian's disciples some time ago.

And today's words, that temperament is exactly the same.

Didn't put anyone in the eye at all.

Liu Muying, the strongest disciple other than Qin Xiong, was also among the disciples and was also looking at Zhu Xiongying. When Zhu Xiongying said this, he couldn't help frowning.

In his opinion, this elder brother is too arrogant.

Arrogance comes from self-confidence, and excessive self-confidence is tantamount to stupidity.

"In the face of an eightfold good fortune, what kind of confidence does he have?"

murmured.

And at this moment, Zhu Xiongying's voice sounded again.

"Since I am a big brother of Hidden Sword, and the suzerain is not in the sect, I will perform the duty of a big brother today, and give you a little whip and punishment for you, a bug-like fish."

When these words came out, all the disciples were even more uproarious.

It directly changed the nature of this matter.

It was no longer Zhao Ji who challenged the elder brother, but the elder brother who replaced the suzerain and punished the disciples in the sect.

"Zhu Xiongying!"

Zhao Ji was obviously a hot-tempered person, and Zhu Xiongying's two words immediately made him furious, and with a roar, the aura of good fortune swept across his body and exploded.

"Brother Zhao is already Yae!"

"No wonder, no wonder! Brother Zhao has been retreating for the past few days. I guess he used the Fortune Pill to raise his cultivation level to the eighth level of Fortune."

"This is the last Good Fortune Pill Senior Brother Zhao can refine. It should have been used from the Ninth Level to the Tenth Level of Good Fortune. It is a waste to use it now."

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhao has the chance to win. For this challenge, he even used up the last Good Fortune Pill he could take."

"…………"

With the release of Zhao Ji's aura, the discussions among the disciples rose to a higher level again.

"Little master, good fortune is eight layers, it seems that you have to break through the limit."

Teacher Cang hovered beside Zhu Xiongying, and said leisurely.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

Then there was no longer any concealment, and the breath around him suddenly radiated out.

The meaning of the four levels of good fortune was instantly noticed by all the Tibetan sword disciples.

In an instant, the faces of these disciples were extremely horrified, and they looked at Zhu Xiongying one by one, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Four levels of good fortune!"

"Obviously seven or eight days ago, I was still at the first level of good luck. How could I have reached the fourth level of good fortune in such a short period of time?! Could it be that I took good luck pills? Impossible, even if it is good luck pills, it is impossible to eat continuously Three!"

"Could it be that, as the Sword God said, this person's aptitude is eternal!"

"It's unbelievable. No wonder the sword god said that this person has the aptitude to hit the emperor's realm. The speed of this cultivation is simply shocking. I have never even heard of it."

"In less than ten days, I crossed the triple realm. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it."

"…………"

Disciples' discussions, full of unbelievable horror, resounded around here.

Qin Xiong, apart from the horror in his eyes at this moment, there is also infinite jealousy and unwillingness.

Before, he always looked down on Zhu Xiongying because he felt that his aptitude was not inferior to this Zhu Xiongying, but now it seems that his aptitude is a joke in front of the other party.

And Liu Muying and other disciples of Tibetan Sword, when they sensed Zhu Xiongying's fourfold breath of good fortune, their views on Zhu Xiongying also changed.

They all knew in their hearts that it would only take a year or two to surpass their own direct disciples at the speed of the other party's cultivation.

At this moment, Zhao Ji was facing Zhu Xiongying head-on.

He, too, was terrified.

At first, Zhao Ji expected that even if this Zhu Xiongying, no matter what methods this disciple of the Sword God had, the most he could do would be to raise his strength from the first level of good fortune to the second level of good fortune, which is already the limit that a person can achieve. ,
But he never thought that in such a short period of time, the other party would be promoted from the first level of good fortune to the fourth level of good fortune. If this is said, even ghosts will not believe it.

But yes, he just happened.

At this moment, in Zhao Ji's eyes, there was a different look from before.

That is murderous intent.

Previously, Zhao Ji planned to abolish Zhu Xiongying, but at this moment, he felt that only by completely annihilating Zhu Xiongying could he ensure his future.

Otherwise, when the guy in front of him has really improved his cultivation, then he will have a good day hiding the sword here.

After all, this is a duel, and it is an excuse to say that you accidentally missed.

He believed that with his father and master around, he would not be killed.

"Zhu Xiongying, you are beyond my expectation."

Zhao Ji raised his hand, and all his strength began to condense towards the sword in his hand.

"In that case, I will kill you with one sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ji almost didn't pause at all, and directly slashed at Zhu Xiongying with his sword. This was the strongest sword that contained his eight layers of good fortune.

"Big Brother!"

Zhiruo at the side was shocked for a moment.

She did not expect that Zhao Ji would be so decisive in making a move.

And this sword is not a so-called sparring at all, it is completely with the purpose of killing the opponent.

Not only Zhiruo could see it.

All the Tibetan sword disciples could see the killing intent in Zhao Ji's sword.

"Brother Zhao is the strongest sword at the eighth stage of good fortune, and he is going to kill someone."

"It's hopeless. No matter how great senior brother's aptitude is, after all, he only has the fourth level of good fortune. There is no way to survive in front of the strongest sword of the eighth level of good fortune, which contains killing intent."

"Brother Zhao, isn't he afraid of being punished by the suzerain when he makes such a move? Isn't he afraid of the sword god's punishment?"

"…………"

All the disciples, looking at Zhao Ji's sword, all had their own thoughts.

Qin Xiong has a trace of relief in his eyes.

When Zhao Ji made this sword, he felt more at ease than ever. It was like in a class, you were always the second in the class, and the number one in the class was [-] to [-] points ahead of you.

Suddenly one day, the number one in the class left, and the second in the class felt a sense of relief.

As for those direct disciples, all of them stared intently.

They are stronger, and naturally they can see the power of Zhao Ji's sword better. Even Liu Muying and others dare not say that they can take Zhao Ji's sword 100%.

Zhao Ji, whose strength has broken through to the eighth level of fortune, can definitely be ranked in the top ten among the younger generation of Tibetan swords.

"A generation of Tianjiao has just fallen, and I have hidden the sword."

Beside Liu Muying, a disciple sighed.

"uncertain."

As for Liu Muying, her brows were slightly condensed.

Her gaze was always on Zhu Xiongying.

Before the sword mound, Zhao Ji slashed with his sword, and the sword energy of Baizhang passed by, and the whole air was filled with sonic boom, which was extremely dry.

"Little master, it's time to draw the sword."

Although this sword was fast, it was slowed down many times in the eyes of Zhu Xiongying who had activated Qingcang Sword Intent.

Instantly raised his hand, Qingcang Sword was in his hand.

A sword cut out.

Hardly any stops.

The second sword, the third sword.

Cutting out three swords was Zhu Xiongying's limit when he first comprehended Qing Cang's Seven Swords.

Of course, his current strength has improved, and of course it is impossible to rely on himself to be limited to the three swords.

The moment the third sword was cut out, the fourth sword followed closely.

These four sword qis combined into one sword, slashed forward.

Of course, Zhu Xiongying's sword fell extremely fast. In the eyes of outsiders, the four swords he slashed seemed to be just one slash.

"Hmph, just the fourth level of good fortune, can your sword compare to mine?!"

Zhao Ji laughed wildly, obviously the winner was already in his hands.

For this sword, he retreated for seven days, not only to improve his cultivation level by one level, but also to nourish his sword intent. After cultivating the sword intent during these seven days to the extreme, he came out to challenge.

The sword just now cut out his strongest sword intent in the past seven days. Zhao Ji can proudly say that this is the strongest sword he has made in his life.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are on these two sword qi.

Almost no one doubted that Zhao Ji would win completely. After all, they didn't believe that a fourth level of good fortune could defeat the eighth level of good fortune, which was equivalent to a fairy tale.

boom!
Finally, the two sword qi touched in one place in an instant,

It was also at this moment that the horror in everyone's eyes reached the extreme.

Because they discovered that Zhao Ji's sword aura, under Zhu Xiongying's sword aura, was like paper pasted on a wall, annihilated inch by inch.

"how is this possible???"

Seeing that his sword energy was easily wiped out, the rampant in Zhao Ji's eyes turned into consternation.

However, Zhu Xiongying's sword energy had already fallen.

(End of this chapter)