Chapter 353 Kill the Zhao family! (2-in-1)
Normally speaking, if Zhao Liang were to leave, it would be impossible for him to catch up with a martial artist in the Xiantian Perfection Realm in the sky. After all, his ability to control the air was too far behind.
However, with his characteristic physique of lightning speed and the huge bonus from the combination of force seal and speed seal, he can really catch up with him when it explodes in a short distance!
In the sky, the purple-gold flowing fire caught up with the white light in two breaths by accelerating instantly.
The long knife slashed one after another, forcing Zhao Liang back again.
Zhao Liang had no choice but to continue fighting Song Changming.
After another hundred and ten rounds of fierce fighting, Song Changming had dozens of fresh sword marks on his body, and Zhao Liang had another knife mark on his abdomen, with some purple gold flames burning on it. Not extinguished yet.
There was a hint of pain on Zhao Liang's face.
Ten injuries were replaced by one. It seemed that Zhao Liang was making a profit, but in fact Zhao Liang was in danger.
Up to this point in the battle, Song Changming had dozens of wounds instead of hundreds, but he had never looked at his wounds seriously.
As long as he can't be killed instantly, he can heal himself quickly.
Of those dozens of injuries, less than half are almost healed and scabbed!
On the other hand, Zhao Liang's self-healing ability is much poorer. He is old and weak, and he cannot bear the increase in injuries.
With every additional injury and blood loss, his breath dropped drastically.
Song Changming worked hard like this.
A few more minutes passed.
Song Changming slashed Zhao Liang to the ground with one knife, and then followed up.
Boom!
On the ground, the big hole that was originally made has deepened several meters again!
In the middle of the pit, Zhao Liang held the long knife held down by Song Changming, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.
"Your sword is blunt, old man!" Song Changming said in response.
From the moment the other party appeared today, it meant that the hatred between them was irreconcilable.
We must come to an end today!
In order to eliminate this hatred, he will eradicate all three generations of the Zhao family.
Given such an opportunity, he would not be merciful and let go of the people who came to kill him!
The sword in Zhao Liang's hand was getting weaker and weaker, and even the invincible innate Qi was gradually declining!
This is not Song Changming’s illusion.
Zhao Liang is really about to die!
The long sword continued a series of bombardments, the offensive became faster and faster, more and more crazy!
In a life and death fight, Song Changming would not respect the old and favor the young. In his eyes, there was only the difference between enemies and non-enemies.
"What kind of trick are you using!" Zhao Liang couldn't help but growl at Song Changming while holding on to his sword to resist.
He couldn't see through the effect of the armor seal on Song Changming's bone body, but he could still confirm that Song Changming must have used some weird magic to make himself unable to be killed.
Song Changming naturally would not reveal his true identity.
The more panicked Zhao Liang was, the harder it became for him to display the swordsmanship stably.
Song Changming began to suppress Zhao Liang with every blow, not giving the other party any room to adjust his anger.
After a fierce attack, Zhao Liang's back was hunched and he was panting.
Suddenly, Zhao Liang stumbled.
The next moment, Song Changming slashed his head with a sword.
Zhao Liang raised his sword to block, but his forehead was still injured by the pressing blade, causing blood to bloom.
Song Changming flipped around in the air, slashed an arc with his long knife, and slashed out the second knife with more force.
clang!
Zhao Liang's feet sank into the rocky ground due to the force, and he almost fell to his knees.
Song Changming stood condescendingly, and then slashed out the third sword.
With this sword, the power of the sword reached its peak, and the power of the sword exceeded all the previous ones.
Song Changming had an enlightenment in his heart, and his sword skills made a huge leap forward at this moment!
clang!
Zhao Liang's knees hit the ground hard, his old kneecaps cracked, his arms were misplaced, his chest felt tight, blood couldn't be suppressed, and it spurted out of his mouth.
Looking at the old man of the Zhao family kneeling in front of him, Song Changming looked cold and stern, with murderous intent.
Chang Shou’s knife was placed on Zhao Liang’s neck.
The outcome has been decided!
"I won." Song Changming said coldly.
Zhao Liang raised his eyes and looked at Song Changming in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let me go, the Zhao family will not care about this matter."
Song Changming grinned with a disdainful and wanton smile.
His mouth and nose were also oozing with blood, and his appearance was not much better than Zhao Liang's, even more bleak.
But his eyes were like fire, showing no signs of weakening.
"I will not let go of anyone who is my enemy, including the Zhao family behind you!"
After that, Song Changming cut off Zhao Liang's head with a long knife without any scruples.
Before he died, Zhao Liang's eyes widened, but he could no longer say a word.
The purple gold fire burned Zhao Liang's head and the headless old corpse together in the air.
Song Changming reached out and grabbed it, and a delicate ring that shone with silver light was put into his palm.
Qiankun ring.
Zhao Liang’s Qiankun Ring.
Given the other party’s status in the Zhao family, the assets stored in the ring must be considerable.
However, Song Changming was unable to check it immediately.
Understanding the principles of runes, he knew that if he wanted to use this Qiankun Ring, he would need to use his mental power to gradually remove Zhao Liang's mark on the ring, and then brand it with his own.
After putting away the Qiankun Ring, Song Changming took another look at the ownerless ancient sword.
There is no doubt that this is also an extremely precious sword.
Even if Song Changming does not use the sword, it does not prevent him from accepting the sword.
After finally confirming that Zhao Liang was burned without leaving any trace, Song Changming left.
When he returned to the foot of the barren mountain, he found that the sudden crisis had been basically resolved.
Xing Tiexin didn't know when he would come back, and together with Yang Zhen, Zhao Zun was seriously injured and lost the threat.
On the other side, the remaining Huali slave demons were also cleaned up by Meng Shuxuan who was riding a golden-winged roc.
Wherever the golden wind goes, no monster can survive!
"Yang Zhen, you dare to kill me!" Zhao Zun, who was seriously injured, was quickly nailed to the ground by Xing Tiexin. He roared angrily, staring at Yang Zhen with his eyes.
Yang Zhen’s face was uncertain.
He is not as decisive as Song Changming. Zhao Liang kills when he says to kill without any hesitation.
He is still extremely afraid of the Zhao family behind Zhao Zun.
The sword in front of me, killing Zhao Zun, is likely to be irreconcilable with the hatred of the entire Zhao family.
He has no power in the city and has been struggling for so many years. He knows how powerful these top families are.
The strength of a family does not lie in individuals, but in the profound heritage accumulated by this family from generation to generation over thousands of years!
Normally speaking, an individual would be extremely insignificant in front of the behemoth of the family, and would not be able to fight against it.
It is very likely that everything he has worked hard for in the past will disappear, and he may even die for it.
He doesn't have Song Changming's trump card of Nirvana and rebirth. Every decision he makes has no chance of do-over. When facing the huge threat from the Zhao family, he has to be cautious and walk on thin ice.
"Yang Zhen, you'd better let me go, otherwise" Zhao Zun coughed up blood and sneered.
"You can't let him go! He must be killed today, otherwise how will he explain to his dead brothers!" Xing Tiexin stared and said angrily.
He stared at the silent Yang Zhen without the slightest thought of cowardice. "But if we kill him, the Zhao family will be liquidated. Not only you and me, but those brothers who are alive and have little power, including their wives and children, will probably be liquidated by the Zhao family! Then, what should we do?"
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Yang Zhen’s lips moved slightly, and he expressed his concerns through sound transmission.
It’s not that he is afraid of death, it’s that he has been burdened with too much. Killing Zhao Zun is too big a deal!
He may not be able to afford it.
"If we don't kill him, will he let us go?" Xing Tiexin was stunned, then gritted his teeth and asked.
Yang Zhen was speechless.
Indeed, after today, whether they kill or not, they have offended Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang to death.
Letting Zhao Zun go is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain.
"I'll kill him. If it doesn't work out, I'll be responsible for it myself." Song Changming said after falling down.
He had just heard the conversation between the two, and he could understand Yang Zhen's concerns about the overall situation.
The Zhao family who lives in the core city is indeed too powerful and cannot be competed by two people.
"No, this happened because of us, so we have to bear it together." Xing Tiexin immediately rejected Song Changming's idea of monopolizing it.
"Yes, Chang Ming, don't underestimate us." Yang Zhen also said seriously.
Although he had concerns, he was not willing to sacrifice Song Changming so that he could sit back and relax.
Song Changming scratched his head and said bluntly: "I have already beheaded the old man of the Zhao family, and I don't care about beheading one more."
"What!"
Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin were both stunned. On the spot, speaking in unison.
Zhao Zun, who was nailed to the ground and seriously injured, froze up, his face full of astonishment, and he stiffened his neck and stared at Song Changming.
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”
Zhao Zun seemed to have heard a big joke.
He knew the strength of his old man best. No matter how old he was, it was impossible for him to be matched by a mere military commander like Song Changming, let alone die at his hands.
"Boy, what's the use of lying to me like this!" Zhao Zun said coldly.
"If the old man hadn't been killed by me, then where would he be at this time." Song Changming glanced at him and said lightly as he approached.
Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin on the side "here" actually already believed it.
He knew that Song Changming rarely joked, let alone in such a fatal situation.
However, this matter was really unbelievable, and it was difficult for both of them to digest it for a while.
“You fart!” Zhao Zun yelled, his mentality becoming increasingly unbalanced.
What Song Changming said was also the doubt in his heart.
Zhao Liang has not shown up yet, this is a fact!
Within the range of perception, there is no trace of my father's breath.
A sense of uneasiness grew in his heart, and he was already doubtful.
Seeing that the three of them were shocked by the news he said, Song Changming did not hesitate and put the knife on Zhao Zun's neck.
This time, Yang Zhen didn’t stop him.
Now that Zhao Liang is dead and things are irreversible, Zhao Zun's life or death is not that important.
As for who will kill, that's the same. They will not cut off Song Changming.
“No” Zhao Zun noticed the undisguised murderous intention in Song Changming.
When things came to a close, he really panicked this time.
Because he knew that the Zhao family behind him could no longer save him this time.
“I didn’t want to kill you, why did you force me?” Song Changming slowly put the long knife on his neck.
"It's me, it's my fault, me"
Zhao Zun completely let go of his inner pride and apologized to Song Changming and others who he had always looked down upon and whose status was low.
However, before he could finish his words, Song Changming's knife had already moved and easily cut off his head.
Zhao Zun didn’t even have time to scream in the end.
"call"
Yang Zhen breathed out a sigh of relief, but his heart was still heavy.
It is safe now, but the real difficulty will still be after returning.
Or do you really want to go back?
At this moment, Yang Zhen even had the idea of giving up everything in the main city and taking his wife, children, and relatives away from home.
Perhaps they can be relatively safe only if they stay away from Cuibai Road where the Zhao family is located.
On the other side, Song Changming also let out a sigh of relief, and a bunch of armor marks on his body had disappeared.
His boiling energy and blood stimulated by secret techniques gradually subsided.
A long-lost feeling of weakness began to linger around him, even making him a little weak, and he sat down on the ground to rest.
He hasn't been so tired for a long time.
This time he faced Zhao Liang, an old monster from an aristocratic family with an innate perfection state, which was really a test and a huge challenge for him.
The whole process of fighting was not easy.
Don't look at it, Zhao Liang was exhausted and failed in the end, and was tortured to death by Song Changming.
But if Zhao Liang persisted for a few more moments, Song Changming might be the one who was killed in the end.
At this moment, his physical energy, spirit, energy, blood, and energy have all been exhausted.
Even his immortal body and its super-speed self-healing ability cannot heal his injuries out of thin air. This also requires a large amount of energy to be extracted from his body to achieve this.
He's probably injured more today than he's been injured in the last ten years combined.
Without those twenty armor seals to protect his body, Zhao Liang would be enough to kill him thousands of times!
"Changming, how are you?" Yang Zhen asked with concern.
"It's okay, I'm just too tired. Just take a break and catch your breath." Song Changming waved his hand.
"Okay." Yang Zhen nodded and asked Xing Tiexin, who was also seriously injured, to rest aside while he gathered a team of generals to count the battle damage and casualties in this battle.
Especially the situation of the team led by Xing Tiexin is not optimistic. A lot of generals were lost after this battle!
Xing Tiexin naturally knew this, with a dull look on his face.
"Damn Zhao Zun, damn the Zhao family!" Xing Tiexin gritted his teeth.
He hated Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang for killing so many of his brothers.
The subordinates did not die from the demon clan, but died at the hands of people from their own camp.
Song Changming took out some dried meat from the storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth.
Right now, the way you eat is the best way to replenish energy that is missing in all aspects.
So he always kept a lot of dried meat from powerful monsters in case of emergency.
After several large pieces were eaten, he finally regained some strength and was no longer paralyzed.
"General, general, now, what should we do now?" A general asked stutteringly as he looked at Zhao Zun's headless body.
"Even if this matter is investigated, the murderer is me, and I will bear the full responsibility." Song Changming said to a group of generals.
All the generals looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
They only knew that this was a huge disaster.
(End of this chapter)