The Sword Dynasty - 558. Chapter 557

At this moment, the star-like picture in his hand was extremely powerful and mighty. The three people from Jiaodong County were all extraordinary masters of the seven realms, and they were the existence that made empress Zheng Xiu and both phases extremely jealous.

In a sense, even if they do things within certain rules, they are as jealous as the practitioners of Zhao Jianlu and Bai Shanshui in the previous years.

In terms of pure cultivation, these three people originally represented the most powerful force in Jiaodong County, and they all surpassed Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si before the Lushan Union.

Zheng Husha is the strongest among the three. Even if Zheng Bainiao thinks he is invincible in the same realm, he definitely does not list Zheng Husha among them.

Because in Zheng Bainiao’s view, Zheng Husha is not a practitioner in the same realm as him, even if Zheng Husha has not completely broken through the boundary and stepped into the eight realms.

Some people have different cultivation methods and their own talents. The power of the true essence and the amount of true essence accumulated in the body are completely different from those of normal practitioners.

Wang Jingmeng was one of them back then, and now Zheng Husha is also one of them.

Facing the arrow just now, with his cultivation base, he can choose simpler, less true energy loss, and less likely to hurt his own coping style.

He needs Liwei.

He needs to make the entire Changling Mausoleum, especially the many practitioners who have been ordered to assassinate him, to fully see his strength in just a few breaths. He didn’t want those practitioners who were too different from his cultivation base to join the battle. After all, there were more ants and enough to gnaw beetles that were countless times larger, so he had to take the most arrogant and tyrannical methods to make them not dead. The practitioners withdrew from this battle.

However, this is not the best result he wants to see.

The best result he wanted to see was that after seeing the power displayed by him, the hidden giant completely dispelled the idea of killing him.

But such a powerful archer came from Chu, and the power of this influence was far beyond his imagination.

…

The light on the fine gold ball in his hand quickly disappeared.

At the end of his front line of sight, clear footsteps sounded in the distance of the drizzle-shrouded street.

The footsteps were very crisp, and it could be clearly heard that only a person was walking slowly, but it made all the houses in this street tremble.

Zheng Husha opened his lips slightly.

His brow furrowed deeply.

The tremor of the ground continued to flow into his body along his feet, and every tiny piece of flesh and blood in his body was shaking with it, and there was a faint discomfort affecting his heart.

He needs to breathe slowly to dissolve the opponent’s substantial pressure.

At this time, the sky was darker again.

The archer who frightened him shot again.

This time the arrow has a terrifying penetrating power. The tip and shaft have a unique structure. The tip of the arrow rotates at a free high speed, but the body of the arrow is stable to the extreme and in rapid flight. The rune on the arrow continuously gathers the vitality of heaven and earth, and every time it travels a certain distance in the air, it triggers a detonation of vitality. Every time it explodes, the arrow disappears like a jump in the air, and then suddenly appears again.

Zheng Husha took a deep breath.

His left hand made a very simple throwing motion, and the metal ball that he was holding imaginarily exploded in front of him with a spiral wave of air, and then disappeared in an instant.

His previous demonstrations were not only for the person who arranged the killing, but also sent a clear message to the arrow caster: Since I am a swordsman, I can do it with my hand without using my life sword. If I can hold your arrow, then I naturally have the ability not to kill you because of distance.

On a roof ridge far away from him, a tall and thin blue-shirted archer is holding a dark blue longbow, and the bowstring is still vibrating at a very high frequency.

Zheng Husha’s left hand throwing action was just completed, and the metal ball appeared in front of him with a bang. At this moment, the metal ball seemed to be solidified in the air, but the vitality swaying around the metal ball appeared. The golden color, like a huge sunflower in full bloom.

The air facing the green shirt archer was forced by the force of the metal ball to form a transparent long sword of vitality, and the tip of the sword pierced his chest with incomparable precision.

The Qingshan Archer looked at the Qi sword that pierced his chest, his pupils shrank sharply, but his complexion remained unchanged. His thin and tall body seemed extremely soft at this moment, somewhat like willow branches bent in the wind.

With a trembling of the canopy, the dark blue longbow in his hand had already flew out somehow, and an unmatched force then fell on him, causing his body to fly backwards and smash the roof severely. Falling into a broken wall and broken tiles.

Master Qingshan Archer’s body bounced like a bowstring, and he began to cough up blood, but he was still alive after all.

At this moment, the clear footsteps that continued to sound on the long street in front of Zheng Husha suddenly disappeared.

A figure was like jumping directly from the sky, and the gust of wind around the body directly formed a huge hole in the sky, sweeping the rain in the streets and alleys into the distance.

The previous arrow light made the bleak light in the rain even dimmer, but the arrival of this person at this time made the sky less cover and brightened quickly.

Zheng Husha raised his head high.

He quickly saw the figure of this cultivator who had swept from a distance, and at this moment, it was as if he had jumped directly from the sky.

“Four uncle?”

His breathing suddenly stopped, but two words were squeezed out between his lips and teeth, like the sound of gold and iron rubbing.

This is an old man.

His face was so old that his face was full of wrinkles, and even black spots that really represented the senility of the practitioners grew.

However, the sword intent that fell on this old man at this time was so powerful as to be punished by heaven.

“It turns out that it was my own person… after doing it for a long time, it turned out to be back.”

The corner of Zheng Husha’s mouth appeared to be self-deprecating, and his right hand was also raised at this moment, holding it empty!

There was a loud bang.

The sky was golden.

A golden dragon horn appeared above Zhenghu Shark.

The golden light rushed upward like a waterfall, and the body of the old man who jumped from the sky was instantly bounced off, turning into a tiny shadow in the air.

“Dragon Horn Sword, you really are the strongest practitioner in Jiaodong County.”

In the quiet palace, Zheng Xiu raised her head and looked at the golden light. She whispered coldly with real admiration.

When her voice sounded, even in the extremely high altitude that the practitioners of Jiaodong County could not perceive, a pale star shone, and a thin star fire fell.

A faint energies of heaven and earth were formed, and at this moment it drenched into the silt of the ditch of this street.

A flying sword lay quietly in the mud of the ditch of this street.

This handleless flying sword came from the beginning of this killing, the unknown sword master who was killed by Zheng Husha from the beginning.

This flying sword sunk in the mud was very close to Zheng Husha at this time.

Just when Zheng Tiger Shark swung its golden dragon horns and slashed the old man who fell in the sky with one blow, this thin and light sword flew up, with unimaginable speed, and instantly landed on Zheng Tiger Shark’s back. , And then came out from his chest.

Snorted.

A wave of air spouted from Zheng Husha’s chest accompanied by blood mist.

Zheng Husha reacted intuitively, under the corner of the golden dragon, with a ding sound, that thin and thin sword was cut into many pieces, but at the same time, Zheng Husha smiled bitterly, and his head dropped.