Rebirth of a hero

Chapter 82 Yun Sheng
Zhao Gao grabbed the corpse of the innate peak martial artist, used it as an iron rod and swept across, and immediately a group of martial artists were swept away.

After undergoing a baptism of rebirth, the innate warriors' bodies are harder than ordinary refined iron. With Zhao Gao's tremendous strength, it is no problem to sweep away this group of warriors.

Throwing away the body of the peak innate warrior whose body was already bent, Zhao Gao's body was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed several innate warriors who were about to escape, his palm instantly became bigger, and with a few slaps, there were a few more people on the ground instantly. A headless corpse.

All kinds of white and red liquids were sprinkled across the teahouse, and a few martial artists who watched the excitement were accidentally stuck to their faces by the liquids, and their expressions suddenly changed, and they lay on the ground and vomited non-stop.

Looking at the chaotic teahouse, Zhao Gao snorted coldly, and pulled out the Mijiu Dao on his waist, the terrifying light of the saber shone in the whole teahouse.

Kill one step at a time, leave no one behind at a hundred steps.

In the middle of the scene, flesh and blood flew all over the scene, and the corpses fell down powerlessly.

In just a few breaths, all the warriors in the teahouse who showed disdain for Zhao Gao were killed. Among them, the warriors who were a little closer to watch the excitement were also injured by Zhao Gao's saber energy, and their heads fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, those spectators in the teahouse were also frightened and fled out of the teahouse.

Amidst the screams and wailing, only Zhao Gao was left standing in the whole teahouse.

Just as Zhao Gao was enjoying this sense of deathly silence, he suddenly saw a white figure with superb lightness kung fu coming from the height of the tea house.

"who?"

Zhao Gao's eyes sharpened, he couldn't understand the floating appearance of that white figure very much.

The white figure had indifferent eyes, and the inner force burst out under his feet, and he instantly turned in front of Zhao Gao.

In the lobby of the teahouse where blood was everywhere, that white figure landed gently on a table like a fallen leaf, without a single drop of blood on its body.

Looking at Zhao Gao's lips pursed lightly, a gleam of gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Your Excellency's behavior is too radical, isn't it, so easy to kill, how is it different from the people in the Demon Cult?"

Zhao Gao raised his head slightly, and saw a ruthless look in that person's eyes. He was very unhappy, and now he is very unhappy.

What he hates most is when others talk to him condescendingly, the most important thing is to stand on the table and let himself look up at him.

Clang! !

The trace-killing knife flew out instantly, and Zhao Gao stepped on thunderous steps, like a strange phantom, leaving a series of afterimages on the ground.

The light of the knife flashed in the air like lightning.

The white-clothed man raised his eyes slightly, and the long sword in his waist came out, and he leaped forward, sweeping straight out.

Saber Qi and Sword Qi collided fiercely.

The internal energy of Zhao Gao and the white-clothed man collapsed at the first touch, and the remaining fierce sword energy moved towards the square seats, and the whole teahouse immediately became turbulent.

The swords collided with each other, and the man in white trembled and felt a huge force coming from him.

clang!
Just when the man in white hurried back a few steps, the Mieji knife slashed down, and the man in white desperately parried it with the long sword in his hand, and the tiger's mouth burst open.

A deep crack was cut on the long sword of the man in white, almost breaking into two sections.

The man in white's expression changed drastically. Zhao Gao's strength displayed in an instant was far stronger than him.

Especially with that huge body strength, Chance smashed the internal force in his body to pieces.

After knocking back the man in white with one strike, Zhao Gao looked at the gap in the blade of the Trace Extinguishing Knife. He really felt that the strength of the man in white was indeed extraordinary, and even an ordinary grandmaster was no match for him.

Zhao Gao strode forward, raised the Mieji Dao fiercely in his hand, slashed his head with one move, and slashed straight down, with an extremely ferocious aura.

Facing this vicious knife, the man in white was extremely surprised. Knowing that he couldn't parry with force, he hurriedly backed up and blocked the sword above his head.

Bang! !

The light of the knife flashed like a ray of light, and the half sword, which was as bright as silver, fell to the ground, and the man in white was blasted out of the teahouse by the huge force from the broken sword, and smashed a big hole in the wall, flying out counting ten times. Mi Yuan barely stopped.

Holding the Miji Dao, Zhao Gao walked slowly towards the man in white step by step. Although it looked slow, he only left a few afterimages in the air, approaching the man in white after a while.

"Cough...stop! I have something to say! It will definitely satisfy you."

The man in white looked terrified in his eyes, looking at Zhao Gao who was getting closer and closer to him, he could no longer care about his arrogant dignity.

hum!
Zhao Gao held the Mieji Dao in a downward chopping posture, the black blade rested on the scalp of the man in white, and a few broken hairs kept falling down.

Looking at the sharp eradicating knife on the scalp, the hair was blown wildly by the wind of the knife, and it kept falling and breaking. The man in white was sweating all over his body, his muscles were tense, and his hair stood on end.

"Say, if I'm dissatisfied, the knife in my hand will really be uncontrollable. If I accidentally fall and split you in half, it will be a loss."

Zhao Gao glanced over at the man in white, his expression was cold, and he spoke slowly.

His tone was ordinary, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, without any threat at all.

However, it sounded like hell to the ears of the man in white, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

The man in white didn't dare to pause, and hurriedly said: "I am Yun Sheng, the grand elder of Yunmeng Mountain. If this hero lets me go today, you can offer me any conditions."

"Oh? Yunmeng Mountain?"

Zhao Gao's eyes showed a trace of thought. The name Yun Sheng sounded familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Yunmeng Mountain is the largest sect in the East China Sea. There are quite a few warriors in the master realm. It is located on the coast of the East Coast."

Hearing what Yun Sheng said, Zhao Gao suddenly realized that he was the Supreme Elder of the largest sect in the Eastern Sea, no wonder it sounded so familiar.

In his heart, he recognized his own strength even more. You must know that this Yunsheng is ranked in the world's dragon and tiger rankings, ranking 76th with the strength of the middle stage of the master.

The measurements on the world dragon and tiger rankings and the mysterious Tianji Valley are extremely accurate, and there is generally no big difference between the top 10 people on the dragon and tiger rankings, which of course does not include the top twenty.

Based on his ability to defeat Yun Sheng easily, he would definitely be able to compete head-to-head with the top [-] players on the Dragon Tiger Ranking.

You must know that based on internal strength, I am just a martial artist in the acquired peak state. If I break through the innate state and undergo a rebirth, isn't it possible to be in the top 10?
Zhao Gao, who was in a good mood, slowly put away the trace-killing knife placed on Yun Sheng's head, and said slowly: "I want the entire sect in Yunmeng Mountain to obey my orders."

"This is impossible!"

Hearing Zhao Gao's request, even though Yun Sheng was afraid of Zhao Gao's monstrous power, he still said with great difficulty: "Although I am the Supreme Elder, Yunmeng Mountain is not just my word, among which my eldest brother Yun Xiao is a martial artist in the late stage of the master, and I am not the only one who can speak this time."

Zhao Gao stared, dissatisfied: "Then why do I keep you? It's better to just cut it with a knife, so as not to waste my saliva."

(End of this chapter)