Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 154: The hero is dying? Fuck you!

Chapter 154 The hero is too late? Fuck you!

"Whoa!" The sword light, which far exceeded Zhao Changhe's daily strength and speed, struck the old man of the Lu family overwhelmingly.

The old man ducked past and was behind Zhao Changhe, pointing his sword at the back of his neck.

Zhao Changhe, who was in a state of madness, didn't care whether his neck was about to be pierced or not, he just twisted around and seemed to cut the old man in half!

The old man did not dare to use too much force to catch the opponent and retreated after releasing his strength.

His swordsmanship is indeed superb. In the process of relieving his strength and retreating, the tip of the sword has already passed the back of Zhao Changhe's hand. Normally, the opponent would not be able to hold the sword, but at this moment, Zhao Changhe Unaware, he continued to be reluctant, and the broadsword was rounded like a big windmill, occupying the entire space.

The old man did not dare to stick his spear, and retreated again, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He himself has weakened too much and has long lost the power of the ninth level of Xuan Guan. After all, we are mortals, and getting old is getting old. No matter how deep our internal strength is, our body cannot keep up, and the fierce battle has long been too much.

Before entering this place, the two moves he and Zhao Changhe made seemed to be light and gentle, but in fact they couldn't be too intense. Otherwise, they should have tried to kill each other... but they couldn't.

After entering this place, thousands of sword energy attacked intensively. He fought with left and right all the way to the entrance of the main mausoleum. His energy and blood had long been weakened, and his fighting power was no longer available. From an internal perspective alone, he may still be at the ninth level of internal strength, but his physique may not even be as good as that of a patient who has never practiced Kung Fu. How much combat power can he really exert?

Looking at Zhao Changhe, the power bonus of "There is no self in the world" is too outrageous.

How can this violent power still be at the fifth level of mystical entrance? It is said that not many people can object to the sixth level or even the seventh level. They are not afraid of pain or death. Even if they encounter such an opponent outside, it will be a headache. Moreover, in this environment, sword energy is everywhere, and Zhao Changhe has no fear at all and allows Wan to be cut freely. Can he perform?

Even the space to dodge and defeat the enemy with dexterity is completely restricted, and I have to constantly be distracted to fight against the sword energy.

The old man sadly discovered that he was only slightly better than this madman, and the longer he fought, the weaker he became, and he might be at a disadvantage.

The hero dies. His mind was filled with this word.

We can’t delay any longer, we must resolve it quickly!

A sharp look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he suddenly made a move that Sisi, who was watching the battle, couldn't understand.

He actually took the initiative to approach the point where Zhao Changhe's sword was at its strongest, and no longer avoided its edge to look for weaknesses.

The dragon bird whizzed at his head. The old man raised his sword to parry. Apparently he could not withstand the violent power. The sword was slightly bent by the chop, and he stumbled towards the main mausoleum gate.

Zhao Changhe, who was in a rage, could not think, so he chased after him naturally, vowing to kill the enemy in one fell swoop!

"Oops!" Sisi suddenly realized that the old man had not finished what he was doing to "offend the Lord's Tomb" and was interrupted by the arrival of the two of them. He didn't want to get entangled with them anymore. , using his body as bait to attract Zhao Changhe's violent force to kill the door!

Sisi didn't have time to remind her, Zhao Changhe's knife had already reached the door. She was furious, but she also felt a little admiration in her heart. A dying old man could not help but say something respectable for working so hard for his family.

However, as soon as this feeling of anger and admiration arose, it choked up again.

Zhao Changhe's knife did not stick to the door at all. Instead, as if he had expected it, when the old man dodged sharply, the knife automatically followed him past as if seeking the enemy.

Old man: "?"

Sisi: "?"

This time I completely misjudged the path of the knife. How could I get out of the way temporarily?

The old man raised his sword with great reluctance, and the dragon bird clattered on the sword, finally breaking the sword into two pieces. The old man took advantage of the situation and abandoned his sword and retreated, his chest already covered in blood.

At this time, it was even more impossible to dodge the sword energy on the left and right. The wind blew past with a "swish, swish" sound, and the old man was scratched all over.

"You..." He covered his chest and looked at Zhao Changhe in disbelief: "You have sense! The madness just now was all an act!"

Zhao Changhe grinned: "Your grandson or great-grandson can pretend to be crazy, but I can't?"

The blood color in his eyes did not change, and the ferocious look on his face was still there, and he shouted: "You are respectable, but your starting point is wrong. The more remarkable you are, the greater the harm! Let alone whether the Sword Emperor will be revived, just talk about it Do you care how many people will be harmed by this evil spirit? You only care that your Lu family has been prepared, but you can use this to dominate Gusu! Damn you!"

With a loud roar, the dragon bird rose up again and went straight for the old man's chest!

The old man was about to retreat when a strong wind came from behind. Sisi, who was watching the battle, confirmed that Zhao Changhe was actually sane and finally attacked from a flank!

The old man was injured and tired and could no longer avoid such a pincer attack. He no longer dodges, letting the dragon bird slash at his chest, and the dagger behind him pierces his heart. The sword breaks in his hand and suddenly flies sideways, hitting the main mausoleum gate directly!

"Oops!" Zhao Changhe didn't expect this and was too late to intercept the broken sword.

The old man's eyes flashed with ecstasy, but it stopped abruptly.

Sisi did not know when to turn around and pass by. The moment the sword was broken, she grasped the hilt of the sword with her delicate hands.

The air seemed to have stagnated for a moment. Zhao Changhe's knife had cut into the old man's chest, breaking several ribs and almost splitting the man in half.

The old man was still staring at the door with his dying eyes.

In fact, his move to detonate the evil spirit of the main mausoleum was not completed at all. No matter whether he directed Zhao Changhe to make a snap or his last throw, it did not mean that it was just a short step away from being completed. But when the atmosphere reached this point, everyone present subconsciously felt that it was just a short step away...

The old man murmured to himself: "It's just a moment away...just a moment away...you guys..."

Zhao Changhe and Sisi looked at each other in silence.

But at this moment, the door suddenly started to vibrate crazily, and the faint feeling of the ground shaking became more obvious, making him almost unsteady. The sword energy around them no longer slashed them, but all gathered together, roaring like a tornado, soaring into the sky.

The old man was ecstatic and laughed: "It's done! It's done! My family will win after all, haha...hahaha!"

In the midst of laughter, he was completely breathless.

Zhao Changhe put away his sword and stood, looking up at the position where the sword energy gathered into a tornado. Slowly, he could see that the thousands of sword energy were gradually closing into a simple sword shape, surrounded by evil spirits. He was so powerful that he looked like he could soar into the sky at any moment.

Wearily, he stabbed the knife on the ground, supporting his **** body: "Could it really be done? Have we worked in vain..."

Sisi whispered: "Don't worry, he was interrupted by us, and the result was far from good... At least there is no sign of the Sword Emperor's recovery."

Zhao Changhe felt it for a moment, nodded and said: "I can feel the 'emotion' of the evil spirit here. It was the old man's 'offense' inside that made the evil spirit grow angry, and then they also had some kind of pull from the outside world, causing The evil spirit found its outlet and was pulled upward. If the space did not collapse, our efforts were not in vain."

Sisi said: "Is this situation okay? At least we won't be killed by the space collapse first."

Zhao Changhe said: "This sword energy is condensed into one. It doesn't look like it will spread to Gusu. At most, it will rush into the sword pool? As long as people outside can limit this condensed sword energy... ”

Sisi sighed: "That seems to be the case, but there are two problems."

"What?"

"First, if Maitreya comes, the Tang family may be doomed. Who will limit this sword energy, Maitreya?"

"..."

"Second..." Sisi's voice was almost choked out from between her teeth: "Since the space has not collapsed, but the sword energy has just rushed out... then how can we leave here!"

Zhao Changhe slowly stood up straight and took a deep breath: "Since it's just a sword shape surrounded by evil spirits... when it rushes upward, can't we follow behind and ride on the car?"

Sisi's eyes widened: "You're crazy! No matter where the sword energy is needed to kill you, the surrounding **** evil energy alone can make the approaching creatures... uh..."

"Yes, ordinary creatures may not be able to get close to such a strong and concentrated evil spirit, but this is what I practice." Zhao Changhe opened his arms: "As long as you dare to hide in my arms, I dare to take you Get out."

Sisi felt that this was the most unjust thing she had ever done in her life... She was just looking for the so-called treasure of evil spirits from beginning to end, and ended up being taken to a place of death where she could not get out. People fight, and after the fight they get nothing, and they still have to be hugged.

Where is the treasure and what am I here for?

Zhao Changhe seemed to know what she was thinking, and whispered: "The entrance is already clear, and now the exit may also be opened by this sword energy... As long as we don't die this time, can't we come back again in the future?"

Sisi said: "In the future, either the Maitreya Cult will wreak havoc here, or you and the Tang family will control this place and kick me."

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "This place is half as good as yours. Even if Tang Wanzhuang comes and dares not to take a piece of your pie, I will fall out with her too."

"What's the point of turning your back? Who are you... The Tang family might kick you, idiot..." Sisi curled her lips and muttered, but finally said nothing more and cautiously approached, Huddled in his **** arms.

Zhao Changhe raised his head and looked at the sky. The simple sword shape finally formed completely, and then rose into the sky surrounded by the blood and violence in the sky.

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