Chapter 131: Severing Evil Sword! (Third Update)

  "It's not a small force." Tiandao grabbed the railing beside him, stabilizing his body, and at this moment, several security guards walked over from beside.

  "Hey, hey, hey! Take your fight outside, don't make trouble here!" A security guard shouted. Zhao Tiezhu looked at the security guard with a smile, suddenly thinking of the domestic movie "Royal Tramp", where Simon Yam and Brigitte Lin were fighting on top of the Forbidden City, but ended up being caught by Stephen Chow's character from the Pao Lung clan.

  The heavens also gazed at the head of security with a strange smile. The head of security felt a chill down his spine, thinking to himself, "Is this guy hitting on me, the handsome and invincible security brother?" He shivered inwardly, waving the electric baton in his hand, shouting, "Stop smiling, don't think you're some kind of martial arts master just because you have a sword. These days, only idiots use swords. If you keep showing off, I'll throw you out!"

  The smile on Tiandao's face became even more sinister, the sword in his hand slowly rose, its blade pointing directly at the security guard's head. Suddenly, Tiandao's smile vanished, and with an evil look, he swept his sword towards the security guard's head.

  Bang! Zhao Tiezhu rushed forward again, one hand grasping Tian Dao's wrist, and then grabbed the security captain's collar, with a flick, the security captain was flung out.

  "Really capable, taking action against ordinary people." Zhao Tiezhu flashed a few times and directly exited the bar, "Come out outside."

  Tian Dao took a glance at the head of security not far away, didn't say anything, and directly turned around to leave. The toad and Fan Jian also quickly followed him out.

  "My god, what kind of person is this, always resorting to violence and bloodshed. Don't they know we're living in a civilized society?" The head of security patted his chest with lingering fear, earlier when that man swung his sword, he saw the man's eyes, which had eerie double pupils. For an instant, the head of security forgot to move, luckily Zhao Tiezhu pushed him away, otherwise his life would have been in danger.

  Outside the bar, the crowd was surging at this time, because it just so happened to be the beginning of nightlife. Zhao Tiezhu walked forward directly, passing through a store and arriving at a large open space. This place was originally a basketball court, but later became abandoned.

  Zhao Tiezhu stood still, turned around, and the Heavenly Way had already appeared in front of him not far away. Zhao Tiezhu sighed, "Is it the Li family who sent you?"

  Tian Dao stuck out his tongue and licked the sword's edge, saying, "Don't you know your life is very valuable? And you've gotten me excited." Tian Dao's eyes shone with an unusual light, as if a wolf had spotted its prey.

  "I'm not interested in men." Zhao Tiezhu smiled, took off his upper body clothes and threw them aside. The frog caught it and stood respectfully on one side. Fan Jian was curious, he had never seen a fight of this level in his life.

  "This time, no one will save you." Tian Dao burst into laughter and accelerated, almost instantly arriving in front of Zhao Tiezhu. With a swift sword movement, he thrust at Zhao's chest. Zhao dodged to the side, and Tian Dao quickly changed his attack from a slash to a stab, aiming straight for Zhao's heart. Unfazed, Zhao raised his hand and slapped downwards. Although it didn't have the same majestic aura as when Langya had knocked away Chen Daoling's Taiji Sword, that overbearing air still radiated intensely.

  The heavens lightly groaned, and it was already too late to change the sword's momentum. Unable to help himself, Zhao Tiezhu increased the force in his hand, and with a loud slap, the long sword emitted a dragon-like howl. The energy between the palm and the sword collided, instantly triggering numerous sonic booms.

  "You're much stronger than before." Tian Dao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his hands moving even faster as countless sword lights intertwined to form a dense net that seemed to be on the verge of tearing Zhao Tiezhu into powder at any moment. Yet, Zhao Tiezhu's feet moved in an eerie rhythm - striding, sliding, spinning, and jumping - every movement seamlessly connected, making it seem as though the sword lights couldn't even see him, merely grazing his afterimage without being able to harm him in the slightest.

  One center sank, Zhao Tiezhu lowered his head, the sword tip brushed past his hair, and Zhao Tiezhu's eyes burst with fierce light. He changed his palm to a fist, one punch, directly striking towards Tiandao's throat. Tiandao quickly retreated, raising his long sword to block in front of him.

  Bang.

  The sword body bent in, barely dissolving the force on Zhao Tiezhu's hand, and within half a breath, the sword body returned to its original state.

  "Good sword." Zhao Tiezhu furrowed his brow, he was very clear about the strength of his own hand earlier, and with the added boost from his feet, even a house wall could be punched through. Unexpectedly, it only made the long sword bend slightly before quickly returning to its original state, without leaving any marks on the sword's surface.

  "This sword is called: Dao Xie." Tian Dao let out a loud shout and stepped forward again.

  "Hmph." Zhao Tiezhu snorted, throwing a punch upwards. As the two clashed, their movements created an afterimage that seemed to split into multiple paths. The strength of this Tian Dao was astonishingly powerful, comparable to Chen Daoling's. Yet, considering his young age, it was surprising he possessed such abilities, revealing him to be a person with exceptional innate talent.

  The heavens saw that the attack had been going on for a long time without success, and the sword's momentum on his hand changed abruptly in an instant. The original sword aura that filled his body suddenly transformed into a shocking swan, and those sword shadows merged into one in an instant, doubling the momentum of the sword. Zhao Tiezhu's face changed, "Are you serious? Then brother will play with you with all his might."

  Unexpectedly, in such a fierce battle, Zhao Tiezhu still didn't use his full strength!!!!

  Zhao Tiezhu didn't know his own strength limit, just now when he made a move, it seemed like he had used all his strength, but as he continued to fight, he suddenly found that he still had some power left. In just a few minutes, the full force he had used earlier was only about 70% of his current strength.

  "Was it the effect of that medicine?" Zhao Tiezhu was a bit puzzled, but in fact he had thought about it roughly correctly. That kind of medicine was originally very precious, and when combined with the herbal medicine given to him by Cao Ziyu, its effects would not be apparent for some time. The current fight was just making the medicine's effect more pronounced.

  The Heavenly Path had concentrated all his vital energy and spirit into the sword, this was his strongest sword, he was confident that even Chen Daoling of the Taiji Sword couldn't unleash a sword with such power!

  Zhao Tiezhu's expression turned solemn, and just as the astonishing qinghong was about to land on him, his hands suddenly burst out with an extremely powerful force, clasped together!

  The sword body stiffened and stopped abruptly! The sword's edge dissipated in an instant.

  The heavens change color! He still has strength left!!

  Zhao Tiezhu's hand twisted, and the sword body emitted another burst of energy. It was directly bent over 90 degrees by Zhao Tiezhu, and this time the sword body seemed to have suffered a great deal of damage, and it didn't recover as quickly as the first time! Zhao Tiezhu didn't give Tiandao any chance, and with a powerful kick, he sent Tiandao flying. The Daoye ancient sword was grasped in Zhao Tiezhu's hand.

  "What a great sword." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and weighed the ancient sword in his hand, which was quite heavy and icy cold throughout.

  "Since you're called Evil Sword, then today, I'll start by breaking this sword of yours." Zhao Tiezhu burst out laughing and instantly unleashed 100% of his strength in his hand.

  The evil ancient sword was actually bent in half by Zhao Tiezhu directly!!

  Bang! The ancient sword could no longer withstand Zhao Tiezhu's enormous strength and snapped loudly!!!

  The eighth name on the Divine Sword List: Dao Xie's name was personally erased by Zhao Tiezhu.

  "Don't!!" Tian Dao let out a thunderous roar, completely disregarding his injuries, and furiously charged forward. Zhao Tiezhu disdainfully tossed the broken Daoyi to the side, and another lightning-fast whip kick sent Tian Dao flying again. Just as he landed, he immediately got back up and ran towards the broken sword.

  Tian Dao's hands trembled as he picked up the ancient sword, his face filled with sorrow and anger, as if he was holding a loved one who had died in his arms.

  "This was given to me by my master, and if you break it today, my master will definitely chop you into pieces." Tian Dao raised his head in anger, staring at Zhao Tiezhu, with a flash of double pupils in his eyes.

  "Let's talk about your master later, you're also staying here today." Zhao Tiezhu took two or three steps and rushed directly to Tian Dao, slapping his palm against Tian Dao's crown.

  "Also, spare that disciple's life for my sake." A faint and ethereal voice suddenly came forth.

  Zhao Tiezhu was shocked and quickly retreated!!!!!!

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