Zhang Wuji never expected that Zhao Min in front of him had such a high level of cultivation. Even after he attacked with all his strength, he did not gain any advantage.
"This seems a little different from what I imagined."
Zhao Min sneered in her heart.
Not long ago, she perfected the Liuhe Kung Fu, and Mr. Duan once said that she could be among the top five in the world.
Today, with the sword of the Heavenly Sword in her hand, she is determined to test her skills against Zhang Wuji.
After Zhao Min shouted, the murderous aura on her body more than doubled.
The Yitian Sword was more like a dragon emerging from the water, and its sword energy swept across everything like a storm.
Zhang Wuji didn't dare to be careless at all. Zhao Min, holding the sword of the Heavenly Sword, was probably not inferior to him.
…
The battle had just begun when hundreds of people appeared in the manor one after another.
This group of people are Zhao Min's deathpools.
Some of them were holding powerful crossbows, while others were holding swords. As long as their masters were at a disadvantage, this group of people would rush forward.
After seeing this scene, Zhou Zhiruo's heart became extremely nervous in an instant.
What should I do? My cultivation level is not high. If this group of people rush over, I am afraid both of them will die here.
Zhang Wuji was equally nervous. He had underestimated Zhao Min and her murderous intent. If he couldn't end the battle quickly with strong force, he was afraid that he would have a hard time escaping today.
Zhang Wuji raised the Nine Yang Manual in his body to the highest level.
The sword broke through the wind with a force of a thousand pounds, and Zhao Min was blown far away.
Although the sword in her hand was still roaring like a dragon, it was shaking violently. The sword strike just now had made her hand numb.
Zhao Min quickly changed her sword hand.
And at this moment, Zhang Wuji's figure was split into two, and the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe was used by him again.
Zhao Min sneered in her heart, knowing that you would definitely use this trick.
Two figures pounced on Zhao Min at lightning speed.
But she was already prepared.
Mr. Duan once told her that the Liuhe Gong that she had just mastered was created by the First Emperor thousands of years ago. It was meant to represent the Qin Dynasty sweeping across the six harmonies and unifying the world. Its domineering power has made it the most advanced martial art for thousands of years.
The sword of Yitian was swung violently, and a sword energy was like the water of the Yellow River after breaking its dam. It was so powerful and unstoppable that it seemed to be able to sweep away everything.
Zhang Wuji was shocked. Damn, so powerful! Even he couldn't pull off such a powerful sword move.
Faced with such domineering swordsmanship, Zhang Wuji had to stabilize his body and block with all his strength.
The two figures created by the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth also merged into one again.
Zhao Min sneered in her heart, although you are strong, my Liuhe Gong is just the right way to defeat you.
The rolling sword energy was like the rising tide, one wave higher than the other.
Under such an attack, Zhang Wuji's Great Shift of the Universe was no longer useful.
Only the Nine Yang Manual in his body can rival it.
After more than ten moves, a man in the distance slowly walked forward.
This person is Duan Zihao, and it was he who taught Zhao Min the Liuhe Gong.
Although Zhao Min is not at a disadvantage now, he knows that his disciple's internal strength is far inferior to Zhang Wuji's.
Fighting with him for a short time is fine, but if it lasts for a long time, I'm afraid I will suffer.
…
Zhang Wuji had already sensed a domineering murderous aura approaching him. He knew very well that the owner of this murderous aura was definitely no ordinary person.
Zhang Wuji regretted his arrogance last night. If he had known this would happen, he would have brought Yang Xiao along...
Zhou Zhiruo, who had been watching the battle, also sensed the murderous aura. She knew in her heart that she should do something.
Zhou Zhiruo flashed and came in front of Duan Zihao.
She drew the dagger from her waist, ready to fight to the death.
Duan Zihao sneered: Little girl, go away. You are not my opponent. I won’t feel any sense of accomplishment if I kill you.
Zhou Zhiruo said coldly: I can leave, but I must take Zhang Wuji with me.
Duan Zihao laughed and said: Everyone knows about your affair with the leader of the Ming Cult, but what I didn’t expect is that you two can still stay together.
You too, as a girl, why can't you be a little more reserved? When you two were doing that kind of thing, even if you found an inn, you wouldn't have the reputation you have today.
Zhou Zhiruo was enraged: You old bastard, I can tell at first glance that you are not a good person. There are so many good things in the world but you don’t listen to them, and you only listen to those useless things.
I just slept with Zhang Wuji, what can you do about it?
Duan Zihao was furious when he heard this. What kind of person was he? He was the master of Princess Ruyang. If he was lucky, he might even be the master of the future Empress of the Yuan Dynasty.
After all these years, Zhou Zhiruo is the first one who dares to call him a bastard.
Duan Zihao's body shot out.
Zhang Wuji, who was not far away, saw all of this. He knew very well that even ten Zhou Zhiruos were no match for this man.
If Zhou Zhiruo continues to entangle with Zhao Min, she will surely die.
Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and swung his sword fiercely. The powerful force once again pushed Zhao Min away. Then the sword flew out of his hand and went straight to Zhao Min's face.
When Zhao Min knocked the sword away, Zhang Wuji's figure was already blocking Zhou Zhiruo.
He threw a punch, which collided with Duan Zihao's fist.
Zhang Wuji had already used the Nine Yang Manual to its full potential. In a flash, sand and rocks flew around him and Duan Zihao, and the marble floor beneath their feet was shaken into a spider web.
Duan Zihao's body retreated uncontrollably for more than ten steps.
Zhang Wuji did the same, but when he stepped back, he quickly placed his hand on Zhou Zhiruo's waist.
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