The Book of Troubled Times

The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was extremely solemn, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Of course, this banquet is a Hongmen banquet. Everyone has bad intentions. The swordsman did not arrange it. That thing is of no use at all. On the contrary, the secret may be leaked due to the messy atmosphere of too many people... But there is a strange poison in the wine. Yes, what we are waiting for is when the wine enters the throat and becomes poisonous.

But no one thought that after he drank the wine, the poison really had no effect at all. It was the poison provided by the gods and demons!

Cui Wenwei left his seat and backed away, trembling with fear.

No one thought that Zhao Changhe didn't even enter the table, didn't even bother to say a few words, and just lifted the table and uncovered the bottom...

This kind of reckless atmosphere makes the Cui family very uncomfortable. The most outrageous thing is that since you know that this is a Hongmen Banquet that is not good for you, you actually go to the banquet alone like this! He clearly came straight to flip the table.

It’s okay if you don’t take everyone else seriously, but really don’t take gods and demons seriously?

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and finally a low voice came from the air: "King Zhao is so straightforward, we seem to be petty by hiding him."

Following the words, the breeze blew by, and a skinny figure wearing a burqa hood appeared in front of him.

Under the hood, its appearance is extremely terrifying, much like a dehydrated mummy.

In fact, the old gods and demons that can appear at this moment, in addition to their souls, are most likely to be resurrected from the bones. It is quite understandable that they should look like mummies before they are completely restored. This also proves that the gods and demons have not truly fully recovered, and it is also the reason why they still need to rely on proxy wars. It is easy for problems to occur if they act on their own, and Poseidon is a lesson learned from the past.

Now there is no Xia Longyuan, but they are not necessarily less malicious to each other than anyone else.

But this does not mean that they will really be afraid of Zhao Changhe... Even if you have slaughtered gods, it is really a mistake. If Xia Longyuan didn't hammer the Poseidon to a serious injury, why would you beat the Poseidon? Even if you are now in the third level of secrets, you are not Yu. Do you really think you are Xia Longyuan?

Zhao Changhe glanced at him, then added a glass of poisonous wine to himself, and took another sip like no one else: "It's too ugly... But except for looking for a wife who cares about appearance, Zhao doesn't judge heroes by appearance at other times. .Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and give you a drink!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and the wine bottle flew straight towards the other party.

Cui Wenwei and other onlookers originally thought they would play the leading role for at least half of the show, but they found that before the play even started, they had become a bit player among the extras. It felt like they had no room to even say a word in the aura of both parties. He even lost any motivation to take action. Everyone in the Cui family looked at each other for a moment, and consciously retreated to the corner to watch. Some of the smart ones had already slipped away...

To the surprise of the onlookers, who thought that the jug was an attack, it turned out to be just a mediocre throw. The other party took it in his hand, raised his head and took a sip, laughing: "The wine Zhao Changhe invited is indeed the wine. Tasty enough."

Zhao Changhe said lightly: "Without your poison, this wine is not tasty enough. But as far as I know, in ancient times, except for the spirit race, there were no gods and demons known for their poison. Can you reveal a little bit about your identity?" ?”

The man chuckled and said: "A nobody who is lucky enough to survive is incomparable to the people like the Sea Emperor killed by King Zhao."

Zhao Changhe said: "There is no need to be aggressive here. Do you think I am really polite and want to ask you your name?"

The man's smile disappeared.

Zhao Changhe said coldly: "It's just an unknown general who won't be killed by Zhao. In the future, who will be the first person killed by Longque after the recast? I can't tell you because of his reputation. It's very shameless. Longque will scold me." of."

Everyone: "..."

The dragon bird is very happy.

"If you don't say it, then you don't need to say it! What are gods and demons if you hide your head and shrink your tail!" Zhao Changhe slapped the table and rose into the air. The dragon bird suddenly appeared in his empty hand, and he was furious at the man. Crack down.

Many people feel something is wrong.

In fact, the other party may not be unwilling to say it, but just say a few words haha ​​as usual. It was Zhao Changhe who deliberately refused to let people say it.

Originally, it was clear that the gods and demons were supposed to be aloof, coldly attacking, suppressing Zhao Changhe who did not know whether to live or die. I believe this person also thought about it when he appeared on the scene, so that he would be bold and have the side effect of subduing the Cui family.

As a result, this scene was completely dominated by Zhao Changhe, as if he was the superior god and demon, and the other party was just an unknown person lurking for assassination, and he was ignored when faced with the questioning of big shots.

If this was created deliberately by Zhao Changhe... then the "power" thing has been integrated into his martial arts. His words, actions, and situations are all preparations and blessings for "wu".

This is his triple secret, the blood and brutality of the God Slaughter, and the aura of mountains and rivers, which have created the power to look down on gods and demons and destroy everything!

"Cang!" The opponent stretched out his skinny hand and put his cross arm on the knife, which made a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The extremely powerful force came, and Zhao Changhe almost couldn't hold the knife, his mouth became numb, and blood surged in his body.

This is the real realm of imperialism. It may not be fully restored. The power is also the ability of realm imperialism. Zhao Changhe does have a whole level gap at this moment, and it is a key level.

But it will never show on his face. He just flips slightly backwards and sweeps again before landing to prevent pursuit. In the eyes of others, it is just a normal round exchange, and at most it is only a slight disadvantage.

Others couldn't see it, but the other party could feel it. His steel-like palm slapped away the swept dragon bird again, and penetrated straight into Zhao Changhe's heart. He smiled arrogantly and said: "No matter how much thinking and strength you have, you can put it here." , Not enough is not enough. There is nothing to cover up my name. The ancients called it Desolation. Don’t forget it when you see the King of Hell under the Nine Springs."

"Dang!" The dragon bird moved horizontally to deflect this heart-wrenching blow. Zhao Changhe took advantage of the situation and flew back, laughing loudly: "It turns out it's you who is sucking the power of the earth to support yourself. Wherever you go, the sky becomes wild. No wonder I said Who dares to boast about recasting the Four Swords of Mountains and Rivers? It’s your words, and it’s just a little bit off... But the calamity star who was chased away by the Qinglong, the defeated general, and the rat on the street, in another era, calls himself the devil, you are worthy!"

No one knew that his knowledge of this guy was just a few days ago when he was punished by his wife to copy the Four Symbols Classics. He had never heard of this person's name before.

Copying books is indeed the primary productive force.

Huangshang was a little surprised that Zhao Changhe knew so much about him. He was obviously embarrassed in front of the Cui family when his background was exposed. His expression became more and more gloomy and he sneered: "I know your ability... If I am not worthy, Are you worthy? Die!"

"Rumble!" The earth suddenly trembled, and the majestic earth force broke through the bottom layer and spurted upwards, straight to the feet of Zhao Changhe; at the same time, Huang Shang's hand suddenly stretched out, like light and electricity, and inserted into Zhao Changhe's heart.

His control seems to be the power of earth control!

In just an instant, the entire banquet hall collapsed, and the terrifying force forced all the Cui family members to spurt out a mouthful of blood and run away in horror.

The attack just now was just a test, this attack is the real deal, it is the power of gods and demons, a pressure that no mortal can resist!

Zhao Changhe is in the center of the storm, how to resist it?

However, Zhao Changhe saw a smile on his face as he was flying back. With a flick of his left hand, a black divine sword suddenly penetrated the ground. The trembling ground force was completely suppressed by this thrust without even a sound. . At the same time, the dragon bird in his hand suddenly slashed back, hitting the edge of Huangshang's suddenly extended magic hand.

Originally, every strike made a crisp sound of gold and iron, and it seemed that the power of the dragon and bird could not hurt the opponent's demonic body at all, but at this moment, there was a faint blood-red light on the blade, and this blow actually cut like a powerful sword. Go in and bring out green blood stains.

The attack of gods and demons that looked like a violent storm and shattering the earth was completely broken by sword after sword, leaving only dust and smoke scattered on the ground.

Huangshang stopped his hand in pain and backed away in shock: "What kind of sword is that!"

"As I said, the name of the sword is Xinghe, the Sword of the Night Emperor. A shrimp like you can't understand it..." Zhao Changhe waved the dragon bird, stepped forward again, and slashed with his sword: "It's not my skill to bully you with an ancient divine sword... … Let’s see how the swords of today’s world compare to those of ancient times!”

"Bang!" Huang Pai slapped the side of the knife heavily, trying to slap it away like before, but it felt like it was slapped into the endless desert sand, and could only raise invisible smoke and dust. The remaining power in the knife was endless, and this slap was completely useless. , it can’t be shaken at all!

Huangshang, who had slept for an epoch, couldn't understand what was going on with the knife, so he urgently pulled back.

However, the sword inserted in the ground to suppress the force of the earth suddenly flew up on its own and plunged straight into his back.

There is no way back!

When he looked up again, in front of him was Zhao Changhe, whose eyes were as red as blood, leaping through the smoke and slashing furiously, covering the sun and moon in the sky.

With this sword, all the gods and Buddhas were scattered!

"Dang!" The figure flew away, leaving a desolate cough in the air: "God-slayer, King Shura...the sword of this world, I will teach you!"

Zhao Changhe didn't chase him. In fact, he lost his strength.

These swords and swords may seem simple, but his body really does not have the strength to match Yujing. He relies entirely on the superdimensional power of Xinghe and Longque. Rather than saying that the opponent was defeated by him, it is better to say that the opponent cannot understand these two new things. Show the power of the divine weapon.

But it doesn't matter, others can't see it.

Zhao Changhe stood still, suppressing the blood that was about to spurt from his throat, and pointed his sword horizontally: "Er Master Cui may not have understood one thing... I am not here to negotiate with you, this is conquest. Surrender, Or genocide.”