Celestial

At this time, Zhao Shugang would cut a ghost he was chopping into two pieces. His figure was straight, his long sword swallowed more than a hundred feet of sword mandrel, his wrist turned, his long sword was cut forward, everything rushed The ghosts were all cut in two head-on.

After a while, he began to walk across the group of thousands of ghosts, calmly and orderly in the shot, with extremely high efficiency, every sword went down, a **** air dissipated.

Sword moves are not complicated, they are just simple adaptability, but it is easy to say, it is not easy to do in the messy ghost tide, which requires extremely high eyesight and cultivation for support.

But after a while, the power of Jianzhao began to decline, because at this time the ghost tide had already become a trend, and the ghosts layered one by one, rolling forward and squeezing, it was impossible to retreat. This is a clever way to Zhao Shuhan Not afraid of rushing.

It stands to reason that no matter how strong the monk is, it is easy to encounter unexpected events in the siege. In addition to the talents such as Huo Fengzi, the monk is easily killed by being alive in the ghost tide.

What's more, Zhao Shu encountered medium-sized ghost tide. In addition to at least 30,000 low-level ghosts, at least six or seven ghost kings were hidden.

Even if Huofengzi encountered a ghost tide, he had to find a way to escape immediately.

However, Zhao Shu was deeply surrounded, but his face remained unchanged. He walked among the group of thousands of ghosts, even a little mean to walk.

In the face of the changes in the ghost tide, his response was also extremely simple. The sword in his hand turned over, and he cut straight out in a vertical and horizontal direction.

These two swords can't be more simple. The kids who just learned the sword should be able to, but after these two swords, the violent ghost wave is suddenly quiet, and then there are only two gaps in the middle of the entire ghost wave. , Exactly two huge white lines broke horizontally and vertically, the same as Zhao Shu's trajectory.

The two vertical and horizontal lines expand rapidly, and then they move to the face, and the endless sword light explodes, sweeping the plain like a hurricane, and with a screaming roar, a large piece of ghost is cut in two.

If Ye Yuan is here, seeing this scene will surely be able to recognize it at a glance, this is the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship created by Zhao Shu...

Ye Yuan has praised him since he walked out of the ordinary swordsmanship, but Ye Yuan himself has always been low-key, because he knows clearly that compared with Zhao Shu, he is only a stupid student who works hard...

For example, his mortal kendo, in addition to his own talent, thanks to Zhao Shuhui’s insight, gave him a few words in his spare time, otherwise he will not be so easy to break through the shackles, but this is comparable to the ordinary kendo The vertical and horizontal swordsmanship was only created when Zhao Shu accompanied him to practice the sword...

And this is just a side of Zhao Shu's talent. As the most dazzling descendant of the Qing King City for thousands of years, he is a true genius. He knows everything about medical astrology and astrology except Kendo. He is eclectic in his practice and compatible with hundreds. As the head of the family, Ye Yuan would learn the art of Feng Shui and formation.

But when a genius crushes others, he often feels nothing.

Therefore, Zhao Shu has been ignorant and has nothing to do with anything other than spiritual practice. He came here only because the devil and the little demon came, and now, the **** stone has begun to arouse his interest.

At the same time, the battle on the plains is also coming to an end. Although this is a medium-sized ghost tide, but in front of Zhao Shu, it is not enough to see. Now the ghost tide has been killed and injured by 30%. Will naturally collapse.

At this time, Zhao Shu walked slowly in the depths of the ghost tide, the long sword was just swayed as he wanted, but he became a sword sword. Sometimes he came up with interest and would practice various swordsmanship, all of which are exquisite. If there is sword repair here, It will definitely be a feast for the eyes.

For Zhao Shu, this ghost tide is almost like a playground that he can let him do.

But while he was immersed in it, there was a stream of pure white streamer.

"Yo?" Zhao Shu saw the streamer and raised his eyebrows. This was the way he communicated with the Green King City. This information flew here, obviously came to him.

"Trouble..." Zhao Shu withdrew his gaze from the streamer and looked back at the ghost in front of him. His face was full of regret: "I can't play with you this time, so I have to come here first..."

When the words fell, Zhao Shu raised the long sword in his hand and once again crossed the two vertical and horizontal lines.

The remaining ghosts had long realized that they had only the massacred part. At this time, under fear, they finally broke up and fled.

However, at the moment they fled, two vertical and horizontal sword lights had already shot, followed, and spread out among the ghost tide...

As two white lines crossed, all the ghosts froze, as if time was still.

Zhao Shu became the only active person here. He took the sword back into his sheath and turned his eyes away from the still ghost. He stretched out his hand, and the white light circling in the sky fell to his fingers.

At this time, the static ghost tide finally changed. As a ghost wind blew through the air, the fierce ghosts with different shapes were piled up like sand, and the grim ghosts were scattered into powder. At first, they were just a few heads. Afterwards, a large group of ghosts broke apart silently...

When Zhao Shu finished reading the information, tens of thousands of ghosts had been completely decomposed and turned into powder, which formed black dust with the wind and scattered in the air...

In this hundred miles of plains, except for the dark sky, only Zhao Shu was left.

"I thought it was a big deal and made a fuss..." Zhao Shu muttered.

After reading this information, he probably knew the specific things.

It's nothing more than a rising star named Li Beixing. These days, he has made wind and rain, robbed many disciples' magic weapons, and provoked a lot of martial arts. His stupid brother has also been hurt by it. It seems that he has been robbed by the time he sent the letter. Two or three times...

To be honest, Zhao Shu was a little surprised when he saw this.

He knows very well the younger generation of Qingwangcheng. Although his stupid brother does not strive, Ye Yuan beside him is of great strength. As long as the few devil heads do not shoot, no one should be able to embarrass him. Being bullied to such a degree, it seems that this person named Li Beixing is really a bit pretentious.

So now that the disciples are forced to do nothing, they rush to send letters to him for help...

but……

Zhao Shu's fingers flew, and the white light in his hand shattered suddenly, turning into stars scattered in the sky and disappearing with the wind.

"A bunch of uncompromising guys, deal with it yourself."

Zhao Shu wrote a few words in the air, and this information was turned into a stream of light, which lased into the air.

He lightly shook his shirt, shook off the ghosts, and hung the long sword back to his waist. He continued to walk in the direction of the ghost, and obviously did not mean to go back to help.