The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

"All the children of my Zhang family shall fight to the death! Our parents, wives, children, and brothers and sisters are all here. If you escape, where can you escape!"

"Backwards! Die!"

The light of the fire illuminated the darkness, flickering on and off, and a loud shout suddenly sounded.

A burly figure suddenly ran towards a group of Zhang family soldiers who were retreating and fleeing, and stopped in front of them.

This burly figure shot like lightning, and stretched out his right hand as a claw, like an eagle grabbing a chicken, and grabbed a soldier by the throat.

After hearing a "click", the young soldier's neck twisted and deformed, and he died.

"House... Patriarch!"

A group of deserters trembled when they saw the Patriarch.

It turned out that the person who came was Tianfeng, the patriarch of the Zhang family. Zhao Qiu looked at the patriarch of the Zhang family. He had a tall, majestic figure, silver hair, and eyes full of wisdom.

The Zhang family advocated that Tianfeng looked at the deserter whose throat was cut off by himself, and sighed: "Ah Cai, when I was young, I became obsessed with practicing kung fu and became childless all my life. You are my nephew. Your own. But, when the Zhang family encountered enemies, you were the first to escape..."

In Zhang Tianfeng's eyes, there was a look of grief and regret.

Suddenly, he yelled again: "Any disciple of the Zhang family who dares to retreat and flee will die!"

Sure enough, a group of Zhang family soldiers no longer fled.

Zhao Qiu looked at Zhang Tianfeng with a half-smile, and said in his heart: "The journey of martial arts is long and long. If the right time, place and people are in harmony, you can't break in. It seems that you should not underestimate him. Of course, you should not underestimate him either." !"

Zhang Tianfeng was born as the legitimate son of the Zhang family. He not only has many precious medicinal materials and elixirs provided by the Zhang family, but also has extraordinary talent and decades of hard work to become a fifth-level warrior.

I saw Zhang Tianfeng turned his head, looked at Zhao Qiu, and said coldly, "Bold! Who dares to come to my Zhang family to act wildly!"

Zhao Qiu showed a warm smile and said, "I am Zhao Qiu, the camp leader of Heifengshan, and the manager of Heishui Village. Your Zhang family has been doing many injustices for a hundred years, and I, Heifengshan, will do justice for the sky today. Why not?"

Zhang Tianfeng's deep eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Oh! It turns out that the head of Heifeng Mountain has arrived! Hehe... between my Zhang family and Heifeng Mountain, the well water does not interfere with the river water. If the head of the family withdraws at this time, my Zhang family will not only let the past go, but also donate 3000 taels of silver, how about it?"

He is worthy of being the head of a generation of patriarchs. He has been in the county for decades, and he knows the truth of rigidity and fragility. He is a man who can bend and stretch. Things that can be solved with money are not things in the first place.

Zhao Qiu sneered, clapped his hands, and said, "Patriarch Zhang can endure what ordinary people can't. As the master of the family, it's more than enough. It's a pity that I met me today, and I still can't escape this calamity!"

Zhang Tianfeng's expression suddenly became gloomy. Obviously, the other party came prepared for today's matter, and it is absolutely difficult to do well.

Immediately, he rushed forward quickly, towards Zhao Qiu's position, his pair of iron claws grabbed Zhao Qiu's throat suddenly.

Zhao Qiu snorted coldly, started his lightness kung fu, and took a few steps back to avoid this fierce claw.

While retreating, he pulled out the thick back knife on his back.

"Seven Kills! Greedy Wolf!"

In the blink of an eye, a puff of bright saber energy surged out from the tip of the saber.

His sword is so fast that there is almost no trace left.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of saber jins were intertwined, and the saber jins collided with each other, erupting with more violent energy.

He made the first knife, which was extremely feminine; the second knife, but masculine.

Such a combination of yin and yang can no longer be separated.

So far, the sword technique has indeed reached the realm of the sword master.

No matter the Heifeng soldiers or the Zhang family's soldiers, they have never seen such a strange and unpredictable sword technique, and they were surprised.

In the air, the sound of explosions continued.

It was not a martial arts competition at this time, therefore, Zhao Qiu's move was like a thunderbolt, intending to decide the winner with Zhang Tianfeng within a few strokes.

On Zhang Tianfeng's face, there was an expression of astonishment, and he sighed: "You have reached the fifth level of cultivation at such a young age, which is admirable and admirable! It is also terrifying!"

This saber aura was originally coming towards him. He was on the opposite side of the saber aura, and he felt the saber aura more intuitively. The horror of this saber technique was far more real than the soldiers at the side felt.

Zhao Qiu still swung the thick back saber in his hand.

When hundreds of thousands of saber techniques converge into one, then it is time to unleash the saber, and one hit is sure to hit.

Zhang Tianfeng is a fifth level warrior with rich experience in actual combat, how could he not know that at this moment of life and death, when he has no choice but to strike, only by striking halfway through can he have a glimmer of life.

Normally, Zhang Tianfeng's first reaction when encountering this kind of warrior would be to run away.

But the Zhang family was in danger, and as the head of the family, he could not escape.

He let out a long cry, and saw his left and right hands making claws and pounced forward.

"Pong!"

On these two claws, there was a thousand catties of strength, and they slammed fiercely at the puff of saber energy in front of Zhao Qiu.

The two airs intersected and resounded throughout the audience.

Half of the saber energy that Zhao Qiu gathered was dissipated by his claws and dissipated in the air.

But Zhang Tianfeng's palms and ten fingers were also bleeding, because he was injured by the saber energy when he grabbed it.

Zhao Qiu let out a long roar, and turned his body around, as if the thick-backed saber had merged with him, and he couldn't tell where the person was and where the saber was.

One after another saber energy gathered again.

Zhang Tianfeng stretched out the sleeves of his left and right hands, and a pair of gold silk gloves, as thin as cicada's wings, quickly slipped on his palms.

"break!"

The gold silk gloves shone brightly under the moonlight and firelight. Obviously, this pair of gloves, absolutely extraordinary, must be made of special materials.

Zhang Tianfeng's figure was like lightning, his hands made claws, and with a shadow of his claws, he grabbed the fluffy saber energy.

The soldiers of Heifengshan and Zhang's family have stopped fighting at this time, looking at their respective "chief generals", the skills of the sword and claws are amazing, everyone is breathless and nervous, and they are all focused on waiting for the battle development of.

After the sword qi was generated, it was immediately broken by the claw method.

Zhao Qiu laughed "hehe" twice, and the thick back knife in his hand danced faster and faster.

Zhang Tianfeng wore gold silk gloves on his hands, so he was not afraid of the saber aura. Every time he clawed out, several saber auras were broken.

The two of them came and went, their moves were extremely fast, and they had fought for more than five hundred moves in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Qiu stood still suddenly, and suddenly, he was like grass blown by a strong wind, swaying wildly from side to side, the most shocking thing was his body, which was as soft as long grass on the grassland, swinging like only long grass can move. Make a gesture of dancing in the wind.

I saw him showing a murderous smile, pointing forward with the long knife in his hand.

At this time, Zhang Tianfeng was moving his hands frequently, breaking the last saber energy.

"After all, I am still young, and I am not the opponent of my Patriarch!"

However, he was startled suddenly, and an ominous premonition rose from his heart.

The thick-backed saber in Zhao Qiu's hand suddenly lifted up, and swung upwards.

Although he only shot once, it seemed as if he had shot thousands of times.

The speed of the knife seems to be slow, but it is extremely fast.

For some reason, in everyone's hearts, there was a faint feeling that this knife is absolutely invincible.

It turned out that after several worlds of tempering and using countless people as guinea pigs, Zhao Qiu finally grasped the essence of the Seven Kills and Tanlang Sword Technique.

At this time, he turned hundreds of thousands of styles into one style, reduced complexity into simplicity, and turned hundreds of thousands of knives into one knife.

As soon as the knife fell, the sharpness of the knife, like the ripples of water waves, quietly rippled in the void.

In the gentleness, there is a three-point sharpness!

Silently paddled towards Zhang Tianfeng's throat.

"Back! Escape!"

At this time, the Zhang family advocated Tianfeng, and under the fear of death, he quickly retreated a dozen steps.

However, Zhao Qiu went up with him, and the saber style did not change.

After all, his body skills come from various martial arts worlds, integrating hundreds of schools in one body, far above Zhang Tianfeng.

Not long after, Zhang Tianfeng retreated to the corner.

He exerted all his strength with his right foot, touched the ground with his toes, and jumped up, just as he was about to jump onto the top of the wall.

A saber qi roared towards him, slicing across his throat abruptly.

"This... is this impossible?"

"The head of the family is a fifth-level martial artist!"

Zhang Tianfeng lost his anger and fell to the ground.

Zhao Qiu took the thick back saber, turned around, looked at the soldiers of the Zhang family, and said coldly: "Everyone, surrender!"