The sword was clearly from China.
Exquisite patterns were carved on the blade. It didn't look like it was used to compete with others. Instead, it looked more like an ornament.
However, the sword was surrounded by a righteous aura.
Everyone was suffocated by the sword's awe-inspiring aura.
Chen Zhao frowned. The sword's aura was strong, but it was still within his acceptable range.
However, the sword intent contained in the sword made Chen Zhao feel that it was very similar to the power that suppressed him.
The few times he'd been attacked for no reason, Chen Zhao had felt a similar aura.
Just then, everyone's exposed skin suddenly felt like it was being sliced.
Matthew touched his cheek and realized that it was bleeding.
"Retreat! Retreat! We're enveloped by its sword aura. "
Chen Zhao had the same feeling, but his skin wasn't cut open.
It was more like a dull knife scratching his skin.
Matthew and Delia both retreated. Only Chen Zhao stood where he was.
"Chen! Come back! "
Chen Zhao didn't move, as if he hadn't heard Matthew's shout.
The sword, which had been hovering vertically in the air, suddenly pointed at Chen Zhao.
"Chen, danger!" Matthew shouted anxiously.
Chen Zhao's power was increasing bit by bit.
The moment Chen Zhao's power rose to that limit, that strange yet familiar aura appeared again as expected.
However, it didn't attack Chen Zhao directly this time. Instead, it attached itself to the sword.
Confusion appeared on Chen Zhao's face.
That power was too strange. It actually knew how to use other carriers.
Just then, the sword's aura suddenly multiplied and stabbed at Chen Zhao.
Hiss —
With a piercing sound, the sword pierced through Chen Zhao's chest.
This sword strike was too fast and too sudden.
It also contained supreme sword aura. Its sharpness exceeded Chen Zhao's expectations.
"Chen!" Matthew panicked. Chen Zhao was one of their teammates who could barely fight.
Plus, he'd gotten along well with Chen Zhao along the way.
Both personally and professionally, he didn't want anything to happen to Chen Zhao.
It obviously didn't feel good to have a sword pierce through the chest.
In particular, the sword aura on the sword was wreaking havoc in Chen Zhao's body.
The sword's damage was similar to Chen Zhao's black trident.
Ever since it was upgraded by Old Turtle, the black trident also had additional damage.
As long as one was injured by the black trident, even if it was just a scratch, the black trident would inject a power of extermination into the wound, directly destroying the other party's life force.
This sword's Sword Qi followed the same principle, but its energy level was clearly a level lower than the black trident's.
Moreover, in terms of weight, the two were not on the same level.
There were a few Old Turtle cores embedded in the black trident. Chen Zhao could only activate the first one.
Even so, the power contained and released by the black trident was even greater than Chen Zhao's.
Chen Zhao didn't let the Sword Qi continue wreaking havoc in his body. Instead, he drew his sword.
Unlike the first Silver Dawn, the strength of this longsword was not very strong.
Earlier, when the Silver Daybreak pierced his palm, he could still feel the heaviness.
The sword was extremely sharp, but Chen Zhao felt like he was floating.
Of course, one of the reasons was that Chen Zhao's power had exceeded that limit.
But the moment it was pulled out of his chest, Chen Zhao's palm was empty and the sword left his hand.
Chen Zhao was somewhat stunned. The sword seemed to have turned into a beam of light and escaped.
"Chen, how are you?" Are you alright? "Matthew immediately went to Chen Zhao and asked about his injuries." What?
"I'm fine." Chen Zhao blocked Matthew's careless hands.
"Are you really fine? You were pierced through the chest by that sword. It's a real chill. "
Chen Zhao ignored Matthew's question. His gaze returned to the sword.
Right now, the sword was hovering in the distance, pointing at Chen Zhao. The sword aura it emitted was getting stronger.
There seemed to be an invisible figure continuously injecting power into it.
For Chen Zhao, even if he was pierced, as long as his heart was not hurt, the damage would be very limited.
The sword aura it left in his body would soon disappear like rootless duckweed.
However, if he allowed the sword to continue to grow stronger, it was very likely that he would really hurt himself.
At this moment, the blade of the longsword began to reveal a pair of green Dragon Qi.
The green dragon aura coiled around the sword, making it even more extraordinary.
Seeing this, Matthew immediately exclaimed, "It's Green Cloud!"
"You know this sword?" Chen Zhao asked, glancing at Matthew from the corner of his eye.
"You don't know about your famous Chinese sword?" Matthew asked, surprised.
"I don't. Is there a famous Chinese sword called Green Cloud?"
"Green Cloud is known as the sword of the most righteous killer," Matthew said. "The owner of the sword existed in the eighth century, which is the middle of the Tang Dynasty. The owner was an assassin, but the people he killed were all people who deserved to die. This sword killed 999 people who deserved to die, not one more, not one less. In the end, it became this legendary sword, a sword of justice forged with the blood of evil people."
"Fine," Chen Zhao said. "Maybe it used to be a great sword with a great master, but we're not people who deserve to die now. I don't think I deserve to die either. I don't want to die either, so it's not the time for us to admire its glory."
In Chen Zhao's opinion, it and its master were both great.
But they were people who were far away from this era.
No matter how great they were, Chen Zhao could not just sit and wait for death to respect them.
Just then, there was the sound of something slicing through the air.
Green Cloud attacked again.
It was different from Silver Daybreak, which made a huge noise as soon as it started.
Green Cloud's attack was not only sharp, but also restrained.
It looked like it was just a sword thrown at him.
But in reality, Green Cloud carried a powerful sword aura.
Green Cloud was about to reach him.
Chen Zhao raised his fist and punched out from a dozen meters away.
This time, he would not give it a chance to get close.
This was also the first time Chen Zhao refused to fight his opponent in close combat.
As a physical body, fighting a weapon in close combat.
No matter what the final result was, he would be the one at a disadvantage.
The moment the fist hit Green Cloud, it dispersed.
Qing Xiao, on the other hand, was sent flying.
However, Qing Xiao flew up again, and it was even stronger than before.
Chen Zhao frowned. It seemed that he had to destroy Green Cloud to end this battle.
Otherwise, the invisible enemy would keep strengthening Green Cloud and use it as a carrier.
This change in strength was enough to threaten Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao did not like this feeling of being passive.
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