I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 591

Chapter 591

Even before coming here, Zhao Xinxin was mentally prepared.

When he really came here, he was indeed shocked by the situation in front of him.

Man in black!

It was that man in black again, he actually came to Zuo's house.

Zuo Lan laughed hysterically, the old Taoist's severed arm was still bleeding.The corpses all over the floor and the pungent smell of blood are stimulating Xin Zhao's nerves.

"court death!"

The sword shadow of Qinglian Sword Art pierced through the air, and after the sword shadow, Xin Zhao's figure also turned into an afterimage.

It was impossible to catch his shadow with the naked eye, but he could see a long row of fine footprints on the snowy ground.

Above the void, four green lotuses bloomed.

The blooming green lotus released Jian Yu, Zuo Huanyu raised his eyebrows slightly and swayed from side to side.

Countless sword shadows embedded into the ground but did not hurt him at all.

Ding!

Xin Zhao's twin swords, which came through the snow, directly collided with Zuo Huanyu's broken sword, Bihai Tingtide.

"Good sword!"

Zuo Huanyu sighed softly, and looked around the blade of Twin Swords.

"Shangguan's twin swords are still the main sword!"

"Unfortunately, the sword is a good sword, even if the person who uses the sword is still not good enough, it's a pity that this sword is gone."

"Do you like nonsense very much?!" Xin Zhao stared at Zuo Huanyu's eyes, with gossip ghosts flickering under his feet, "Shaking words!"

boom! ! !

A bolt of thunder spewed out from the blade like a mad snake.

Zuo Huanyu, who noticed this scene, supported the ground with one hand and turned several somersaults behind his back.

"Bagua swordsmanship, twin master swords, you have a close relationship with Shangguan."

"Take care of yourself when you have time!"

The moment Xin Zhao's voice fell, the snow surface under Zuo Huanyu's feet suddenly bulged, and countless sword shadows burning with flames broke through the ground.

"Did I stand away from the word just now?"

"Incorporating gossip into your own sword art, you have opened up a new field."

For every move and style of Xin Zhao, Zuo Huanyu would comment on the wall after he dodged away. Xin Zhao didn't say a word, and rushed over with a whistling wind wrapped around him.

ding ding ding...

The sound of collision between blades and blades can be heard endlessly.

The speed of both sides is very fast, and it is impossible to capture the position of the other side with the naked eye.

"Boy, it seems that you haven't made much progress. Although you have a good sword, it's a pity for you to use this sword." Zuo Huanyu whispered softly when the two held swords facing each other.

Before his words fell, Xin Zhao felt a surge of power coming from the edge of the sword.

This force directly sent Xin Zhao flying.

He tried his best to insert the twin swords into the ground, even so, this force made him fly more than ten meters.

"cough!"

Xin Zhao couldn't help coughing as the blood surged in his chest.

What an amazing strength!

Xin Zhao knelt down on one knee, looking at the marks he had dragged in front of him.

"You are not worthy of a sword!"

"It's a pity for those who don't even understand the way of the sword."

Zuo Huanyu shook his head and sighed, Xin Zhao, who knelt on one knee in the snow, licked his lower lip and spat hard on the ground.

"Do you know how much the villain died of talking?!"

"Double Star, open!"

Xin Zhao suddenly let out a shout.

In an instant, two stars flickered behind his back, and the flickering stars released a berserk breath from his body.

The surging aura blows away the snow around Xin Zhao.

Feeling the gust of spiritual energy whistling in front of him, Zuo Huanyu's eyes showed a satisfied smile.

"It seems that I underestimated you, your way is not bad."

"You know, the villain died from talking too much!"

whoosh...

Xin Zhao, who had turned on the double stars, turned into an afterimage and rushed out again. This time, with the double stars turned on, his aura became extremely violent, and all the snow in the straight line from him to Zuo Huanyu was blown away. The cobblestone pavement, which had been covered with heavy snow, stood out.

Zuo Huanyu did not retreat an inch, not even making a gesture of parrying.

Standing on the spot, the sword edge was raised lightly.

Ding.

Xin Zhao seems to have used all his strength to strike a sword, but it was easily blocked by Zuo Huanyu.

"Too light!"

"Star Martial Soul, open!" Xin Zhao yelled loudly while clenching his teeth, a hexagonal array of twinkling stars appeared at his feet.

The turbulent aura wind blows Xin Zhao's hair with strength, and he also instills all the aura into his blade.

boom! ! !

A huge vortex of spiritual power exploded around Xin Zhao and Zuo Huanyu.

All the snow around ten meters away was blown away.

The snow and fog all over the sky obscured people's sight, but in this situation, to those who have already stepped into the Martial Soul Realm...it is nothing at all.

Ding ding ding.

Swords and shadows staggered, sparks sputtered.

In the snow and mist, sparks splashed one after another and flickered, and there was even a hair-numbing sound of collisions.

"The position of your sword is not right, you should raise it an inch."

"The angle is wrong, I am clearly facing you, your sword should be more tricky, you should do this."

"This sword is not right, you should be staring at my shoulder and elbow to judge how I strike the sword, instead of waiting for me to strike the sword, then it will be too late, you should have done that with the sword just now. "

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

"wrong!"

Zuo Huanyu's voice kept coming out, and the red-eyed Xin Zhao's head was already covered with fine sweat, white steam was rising from his head under the low temperature of the heavy snow.

He was panting heavily, his whole body aching.

Not a level at all.

Even though he activated the Double Star and Star Martial Soul, his sword didn't even touch Zuo Huanyu's clothes. Instead, he was like a clown being teased, being attacked by the opponent with the hilt of his sword everywhere.

Every attack of Zuo Huanyu, if he uses the edge of the broken sword...

At this time, Xin Zhao had already lost his fighting power.

"what!!!"

Holding the twin swords, Xin Zhao gritted his teeth and rushed forward again. He saw Zuo Huanyu's eyes were indifferent, and the sword edge lightly picked Xin Zhao's arm.

The severe pain in his right arm made Xin Zhao subconsciously let go of his hand, and the blade fell to the ground.

The blade of Zuo Huanyu's Broken Sword was already pointing at Xin Zhao's neck.

"You lost again!"

Looking at the sword blade in front of his neck, Xin Zhao gritted his teeth and was about to pick up the sword in the snow, but was kicked away by Zuo Huanyu.

"The sword is already pointed at your neck, and you want to pick it up. This is the most stupid decision." Zuo Huanyu frowned coldly, "At this time, you should stare at the other party's eyes and shoulders, and think about what to do. Avoid the edge of the sword. Try to use your collarbone for this sword, understand?"

After the words fell, Zuo Huanyu whispered softly with the blade.

"This time, I am here for revenge."

"The people who killed Xiao Nan and Sister Yun back then were not innocent, and they deserved to die."

"If you have resentment in your heart, you..."

Zuo Huanyu raised his sword and pointed at the old Taoist priest, Zuo Lan, including Zhao Xin who was lying on the ground bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"You can come to me for revenge. I am Zuo Huan... No, from now on I am not Zuo Huanyu. I will return the Zuo family name to you. I, Huanyu, are waiting for you!"

(End of this chapter)