"You are the disciple of the famous Sword God, I wonder how I should address you?" Tang Zheng asked with a smile.
"Sword Thirteen!"
The other party had already seen through his identity, so Sword Thirteen did not hide it anymore.
"So you're not a mute. Sword Thirteen, Thirteen Swords, it's very appropriate. Your sword technique is very strange, it's only thirteen moves, but its power is boundless. "Tang Zheng praised.
Sword Thirteen coldly snorted, and said: "Of course, this was created by Master."
Tang Zheng's eyes were filled with admiration. Although the Sword God was an enemy, he had no choice but to sincerely admire his attainments in sword techniques.
His disciples all had different sword techniques, but they were all created by him. Just this creativity was something that ordinary people could not compare to.
"A dignified disciple of the Sword God actually appeared in the Song family, and Song Yu miraculously possessed a powerful sword technique. In that case, Song Yu is also a disciple of the Sword God?"
"Tang Zheng, you've gone too far. Not only did you heavily injure Junior Brother Song, you've even killed your way to our door. As the Eldest Senior Brother, how can I sit idly by?" Sword Thirteen said angrily.
"So you're still the Eldest Senior Brother. I've already met your other Junior Brother in Changbai Mountain. I wonder how many disciples the Sword God has?"
"Master has a total of three disciples, each of them is Sword 8, an expert in sword techniques, and has a unique comprehension of sword techniques."
Tang Zheng nodded, and said: "So it's three people, the Sword God even took in a villain like Song Yu as his disciple, it seems like he's only so-so."
"How dare you, how can Master allow you to insult him?" Sword Thirteen roared with a flushed face, trying to resist, but with the War Soul Sword pressed against his throat, he was unable to move.
"Why can't the Sword God be insulted? Actually, I've always wanted to find him, but I didn't know where to find him, so you ran out. This is exactly what I wanted." Tang Zheng smiled, like a big bad wolf.
Sword Thirteen's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked: "Why are you looking for Master?"
"To inquire about the Azure Dragon Palace. However, as his direct disciple and also the Eldest Senior Brother, you must know some things about the Azure Dragon Palace. Why don't you tell me?"
"Azure Dragon Hall." Sword 13's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly denied it. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Your reaction has already betrayed you. You definitely know about the Azure Dragon Palace. Are you going to tell me yourself, or do you want me to force you to tell me? If I do, you will definitely suffer a lot."
Jian Shisan raised his neck, as if he was a brave warrior that had sacrificed himself for a cause, and he said in an awe-inspiring and fearless manner, "If you want to kill me, then do as you please. You want me to reveal information about the Azure Dragon Hall? Dream on!"
"Is that so? Haha, I have my ways even if you don't tell me." Tang Zheng was very confident.
Jian Shisan was an enemy, although his integrity was respectable, Tang Zheng did not plan to be merciful. Jian Shisan was a Grandmaster martial artist, if he were to let the tiger return to the mountain, then there would be no end of trouble.
No matter what, he could not be soft-hearted.
Moreover, Sword Thirteen even knew the information about the Azure Dragon Palace. If Tang Zheng did not take away this information, then it would be even more impossible to find the Azure Dragon Palace.
Jian Shisan glared fiercely at Tang Zheng. He did not believe that the other party could pry open his mouth.
Tang Zheng's expression turned cold, he made a move like lightning and grabbed Jian Shisan's head. Jian Shisan exclaimed: "What are you doing?"
Tang Zheng immediately activated the Soul Searching Technique, and the information in his mind flashed before Tang Zheng's eyes like a movie.
"Let me go, my head hurts." Jian Shisan roared in a heart-wrenching manner.
The Soul Searching Technique had a side effect, which could cause people to become retarded. However, Jian Shisan's cultivation was deep and his perseverance was outstanding. He actually resisted the side effect and did not become a fool.
Jian Shisan felt something in his heart and exclaimed: "You're reading my brain."
Tang Zheng looked at him in surprise. He could even feel this, a Grandmaster martial artist was indeed extraordinary.
"Don't even think about succeeding." The light in Jian Shisan's eyes exploded as he grabbed onto the War Soul Sword.
Puff!
The War Soul Sword pierced into his throat, cutting off his windpipe.
Ga ga!
The corner of Jian Shisan's mouth revealed a complacent smile, and he was already speechless.
"You …" You actually committed suicide! "Tang Zheng turned pale with fright, he was truly shocked.
In order to preserve the information in his mind, Jian Shisan was actually willing to give up his life. Just what kind of organization was the Azure Dragon Palace to be able to nurture such a death warrior?
Jian Shisan's eyes were completely devoid of life as he fell to the ground with a loud bang.
A grandmaster of a generation, a great swordsman, ended his life just like that.
Tang Zheng did not have time to sigh with emotion. The more the other party did this, the more he wanted to know more about the Azure Dragon Palace. If he did not know anything about the Azure Dragon Palace, then who knows when the other party would stab him in the back, and by then, it would be too late.
He hurriedly sorted out the information he had searched. Although it was only a part of it, it had already enlightened him.
"Jian Shisan really does know a lot about the Azure Dragon Palace." Tang Zheng sighed.
It turned out that the Azure Dragon Palace was an ancient organization that was created by Nu'erha back then. It had been hundreds of years since then.
When he thought of Nu'erha, Tang Zheng couldn't help but think of the matter of him expelling the cultivators. Nu'erha could be said to be at the peak of the martial artists, and from ancient times until now, he was the only one who had accomplished such a feat.
Although the cultivators were expelled, Nu'erha was not satisfied, and secretly established the Azure Dragon Palace. At the beginning, there was only the Azure Dragon Palace, and they were responsible for hunting down some of the cultivators who had escaped the net.
Furthermore, the Azure Dragon Palace had created a team of assassins that caused people to tremble at the mention of their name — — Flying guillotine. Many of the fish that had escaped the net had died at the hands of the Flying guillotine, and their huge heads were hung on the city walls for public display.
After several years of killing, all the cultivators in the world were finally wiped out.
However, Nu'erha did not give up. He had planned ahead and expected that there would definitely be cultivators in the future. After all, cultivators had left behind many cultivation techniques in this world.
Therefore, he divided the Azure Dragon Palace into two branches — — Martial Sect and Li Palace.
The Martial Sect was responsible for killing the cultivators who had revived from the ashes, while the Li Palace was responsible for collecting information from all over the world.
However, these two organizations were relatively independent existences. Other than a very small number of people who knew about the relationship between the two, no one else knew anything about it.
As for the Azure Dragon Palace, it was completely hidden behind the scenes and only passed down in legends. Ordinary people would never be able to know anything about the Azure Dragon Palace.
The Master of the Azure Dragon Palace was called the Revered Lord, and even the Sword Thirteen did not know his true appearance. He had only seen him once from afar, and was extremely mysterious.
Currently, there were a total of four great organizations under the Azure Dragon Palace: Martial Sect, Li Palace, Sword Pavilion, and the most mysterious Flying guillotine.
The Flying guillotine had not appeared in the world for more than a hundred years, and even the Sword Thirteen had only heard about it from the Sword God. However, it was said that the Flying guillotine was the most mysterious power in the Revered Lord's hands, and every one of them had at least the cultivation of a Great Master Martial Artist.
As for the exact number of people, the Sword Thirteen did not know, but without a doubt, how terrifying the killing power of a team formed by Great Master Martial Artists was.
Immediately, Tang Zheng felt a chill run down his spine. So, there was such a terrifying force hidden in the land of Hua Xia.
As for the exact location of the Azure Dragon Palace, Tang Zheng was unable to find it. He could not help but feel extremely regretful. If he were to search through all the information in the Sword Thirteen's mind, he would probably know even more secrets of the Azure Dragon Palace.
Looking at the wide-eyed Sword Thirteen who had died with grievances, Tang Zheng shook his head and did not pay any more attention to him. He raised his head and looked at the vast Song family, then raised his voice and shouted: "Song Jia Nan, Song Yu, listen up, don't think that you can sit back and relax with the Sword God's protection. Today, if you don't come out and watch the Sword Thirteen die for you, I think the Sword God will be furious. There will be a day when you appear. At that time, not only me, even the Sword God will not let you off. "
The other servants and guards kept quiet out of fear. They looked around, but did not see the appearance of the Song Jia Nan grandfather and grandson.
Tang Zheng shook his head helplessly. No matter how he provoked them, there was nothing he could do if they were determined not to show themselves.
As for the others, he did not plan to do anything. After all, he was not a bloodthirsty person. Although these people were members of the Song family, they did not deserve to die.
Thus, he leaped and left the Song family as fast as lightning.
In a hidden underground fortress, the backbone of the Song family gathered together in fear. Just now, the scene of Tang Zheng causing a ruckus in the Song family had already been transmitted from various cameras.
Seeing Tang Zheng being so brave and extraordinary, and even the Sword God's disciple, the Sword Thirteen, committing suicide in the end, one could imagine the shock they received.
Song Jia Nan stood with an ashen face, looking at Song Yu who was lying on the bed. Song Yu's body was wrapped in gauze, like a mummy.
Song Yu's face was as pale as paper. Recalling the scene just now and the scene of the War Soul Sword piercing his back, he could not help but tremble non-stop.
This time, he was truly scared out of his wits by Tang Zheng, especially when even his Eldest Senior Brother, the Sword Thirteen, whom he had always respected, was unable to escape from Tang Zheng's hands, which made him shudder even more.
The Sword Thirteen had practiced the sword since he was young, and was extremely hardworking. At the age of thirty, he had already reached the first stage of the Grandmaster Stage, and could be said to be a genius.
Song Yu had already acknowledged the Sword God as his master for more than ten years, and had always kept it a secret. Other than Song Jia Nan, even his father did not know.
Song Yu's potential was obviously not as good as the Sword Thirteen's, but he could still be considered one of the best among the younger generation.
Due to the restrictions of the Sword God, he did not display his strength in front of others, and was even treated by many people as if he did not have the strength to truss a chicken. He had always been waiting, waiting for the day when he soared into the sky, causing everyone to be shocked and their jaws to drop.
However, he did not wait for this day, but instead received this huge blow.
Tang Zheng's speed was like a ruthless slap to Song Yu's face, causing the complacency in his heart to vanish into thin air.
"Eldest Senior Brother is dead, what should we do now?" Song Yu said in shock.
The other backbone of the Song family kept quiet out of fear, no one dared to answer, and all looked at Song Jia Nan.
Song Jia Nan muttered to himself in silence, staring at the corpse of the Sword Thirteen. They only saw the scene of the previous battle, but did not hear the conversation between the two.
But in the end, they heard Tang Zheng's loud roar clearly.
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