Chapter 594 You're the only one who touches my nephew?

"boom"

In a blood-red building area, a huge monster fell from the sky, causing the earth to tremble and the tall buildings to shake.

A big hole appeared on the street, and inside it was a dragon more than three meters long.

The pitch-black scales were as eerie as a prison, and his eyes held the sun and moon, looking incredibly mysterious.

But at this moment it was in a very miserable state, covered in blood, with scars of all sizes, and some irreparable cracks. A long spear pierced its abdomen and it was bleeding profusely.

"Damn it! Two bastards!"

Qi Jiao opened his mouth and directly said the quintessence of Chinese culture: "You deserve to die! When I find my father, I will make sure you guys are in trouble!"

"My dad is really something. I don't know where he went to be so carefree. His son was left alone and helpless and was bullied, but he didn't even care..."

While cursing, it twisted its huge body and struggled to get up, trying to fly into the air.

Just at this moment, there was a "swish" sound.

A long sword with a cold glow broke through the air and steadily pierced the ground in front. The remaining force made a sharp clanging sound.

"Evil beast!"

"Where else do you want to run to?"

A figure in a robe appeared in front. It was a middle-aged man with a handsome face and an upright posture. He stood in mid-air with his robes fluttering in the wind.

The whole person exudes a hidden fierceness, like a sword with a hidden edge, which will be unstoppable once it is unsheathed!

When he saw this person, Tiezhu's face darkened.

"Catching up so quickly?"

"Zhao Qingcheng, f**k you! Didn't you claim that if your first strike didn't work, you wouldn't strike again? Your Grandpa Tiezhu has blocked so many of your strikes, and you're so shameless! You're still chasing me and trying to chop me!"

While cursing loudly, it dragged its injured body and retreated flexibly.

"Hmph!" The man just snorted coldly, raised his hand to grab the cold sword, and pointed it straight at the iron pillar.

"As long as I can complete the commission from the person at the Qimen Sect, I don't care about this little reputation of Zhao."

"You have such a shameless reputation! Who among the top three sword masters back then wasn't better than you, you piece of shit? You've only survived to this day by being shameless and collecting evil techniques. You've outlasted them all before you dared to call yourself a Sword Saint."

"Ask yourself, are you worthy? Are you worthy? Are you worthy? ..."

Tiezhu's fate of "Shangguan Tuxiu" is certainly not exaggerated. He always swears as soon as he opens his mouth, and directly points out the pain in other people's hearts.

Even this sword master, who was always known for his gentleness and elegance, couldn't help but frown, and looked a little embarrassed.

“That’s enough!”

"In the way of sword, talent is only the entry point. Long-term practice and hard work are the only way to become the strongest. I have pondered for thousands of years. Even if those people are still alive, they can only be killed by my sword!" Zhao Qingcheng said coldly as he stepped forward.

The sword cultivator's state of mind was extremely sensitive. Faced with this insult that went straight to his heart, he had to respond, otherwise he would likely be left with a demon in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Tiezhu ran for his life, patting his belly and laughing: "Hahaha, then you have practiced hard for a thousand years and entered the realm of supreme strength?"

Just one sentence left Zhao Qingcheng speechless.

Indeed, for thousands of years, he had sought a breakthrough time and again, but failed time and time again. He could never take that final step.

In fact, he himself also understands that this is the unbridgeable gap in talent.

If those three had come instead, they would probably be far ahead of the strongest by now.

Unfortunately, they were too proud. When the path to the Dao was completely cut off and the Dharma was about to end, they were unwilling to choose to live in vain and wait for an opportunity. Instead, they wanted to defeat the heavens with swords and forcibly break into the strongest realm of swordsmanship in the Dharma-Ending Age.

After that, they all failed without exception.