Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 1489: The Battle of Jianjiang Lake

“Blackwind Four Shades, you do nothing wrong, kill people like hemp, today it is up to me Zhao Juan to end you, lest you continue to be evil. ”

In a small forest, a beautiful young girl held a long sword and stared at the four fiend fiends in front of her.

“Haha, Mao didn't grow all the way, dare to be a woman, it's like looking for death. ”

“Big Brother, this little girl looks good and just makes our four brothers feel good. ”

“Third, you're really hungry, but that's a good idea. ”

Blackwind Sisha is the infamous four evil people, the boss condensed the real world to medium-term repair, the other three are also condensed the real state to early repair, the four people joined together, the general condensed real state to late repair the martial arts are not opposed to each other, it is very difficult to get involved.

“Find death, Red Sword trick. ”

Zhao Junjie's eyebrows shook, her face flashed with anger. The next moment, her wrist trembled and the long sword excited a red sword. This red sword was brilliant and swept across.

“Nice sword, unfortunately nothing can be done about the four of our brothers. ”

Black Wind Si Sha joined forces against Zhao Juan, both sides could not fight.

“This black wind is truly difficult. Fortunately, I learned the orange sword technique a month ago. Otherwise, today is a very fierce day. ”

Zhao Juan's mind flashed. The next moment, the red sword light changed, turning into orange sword light, and the attack power increased by countless.

Pfft!

The weakest old quadruple was careless and swept by swordlight, suddenly spraying blood out of his mouth to pour out, more intake and less exhaust.

“Fourth child. ”

“Damn, the brothers fought her. ”

“Son of a bitch, when we defeat you, you will die better than life. ”

The rest of the black wind san sha eyes took a fierce light, one by one fearless death.

“Orange lighting! ”

Zhao Juan's face did not change color, and exhibited the killer technique in Orange Sword - Orange Light.

Millions of orange swords shine like the morning sun, the sun shines in the heavens and the earth, and darkness hides everywhere.

Pfft!

Apart from the boss, the other two flew out, walking behind the dust of the old fourth.

“Escape.”

Boss Blackwind turned around and ran away. He was no match for each other.

“Where to run! ”

Zhao Junye took a deep breath and swept the long sword. An orange sword lit up like a rehearsal, hitting the back of the black wind boss.

The boss of the black wind couldn't even hear the scream, his body was suddenly penetrated by swordlight, and he died neatly.

……

Qingfeng Town.

Zhao Junye thought a thousand thoughts strolling along the crowded Qingfeng town street.

Ten years ago, her mother and she fled to Qingfeng Town, remembering that they had been hungry for two days, when her only thought was to have a full meal, which was already a luxury and an unreachable dream for her when she was only five or six years old.

There are plenty of rich people in Qingfeng Town, drunk and dreamy, but why aren't those rich people willing to help them? Instead, civilians and several elderly beggars were willing to help them, otherwise they would have starved to death.

That day, in front of the tavern, she saw him.

A brother 10 years older than her, he did not refuse his mother's begging and reached out and touched out a tael of silver to them.

A tael of silver, enough to keep them alive for a long time, although this tael of silver is nothing in each other's eyes, but grows up, Zhao Juan knows that they do not want to harm them, give them too much silver, will make them fat in the eyes of others.

On that day, her mother bought many buns and watched herself eat them in large mouths, leaving her tears behind.

Later ——

Later, her mother died of illness, fled all the way, starved all the way, leaving her already exhausted. Zhao Juan was thinking, if she could not let go of herself, perhaps her mother would not have been able to hold on.

The year her mother died, she was 10 years old, alone and fortunately a family adopted her.

Qingfeng Town is not far from Liuyun Sect. There are often Liuyun Sect elders down the mountain looking for a bony Qijia disciple. She has been chosen to become Liuyun Sect outer gate disciple. This is Zhao Junye's first entry into Sect. She saw countless geniuses, and she was angry.

In the second year of the Cloud Sect, she saw him again.

Turns out his name is Ye Dust, the most powerful genius in the history of Liuyunzhong, and the most powerful genius in the history of Skywind. Where he appeared, everyone's eyes were on him, so bright and eye-catching.

Zhao Juan didn't dare to admit it. Perhaps he didn't remember her for a long time. After all, it was many years ago, and he grew up a lot.

In the cloud sect, there is no hunger, no troubles, the only thing that can be done is to improve your cultivation and strength.

Because of the leaf dust, she chose to practice swordsmanship, but now she is becoming more and more fond of swordsmanship, because she feels that people with swords are very good, how wonderful it should be to use a sword to fight Jiangjiang Lake, she hopes that one day, like him, she can defend her dreams and pursuits with a sword in her hand.

When she was fourteen, she inadvertently entered a ruin and got a sword book.

Sword Spectrum is named Seven-Colored Sword Technique.

The sword technique has seven layers, namely the Red Sword technique, the Orange Sword technique, the Yellow Sword technique, …, and the Purple Sword technique of the highest realm.

With the Seven Colors Sword Technique, she successfully became the core disciple of Liuyun Sect and the sister-in-law of many Liuyun Sect disciples.

“Sister Zhao, what a coincidence. I heard you took the task of hunting down the Black Wind Four Sha. Are you done?” Welcome to the three Liu Yun Sect disciples, one of whom was a female disciple.

Zhao Juan said with a smile: “How can Blackwind Four Sha escape if I run?" ”

“Sister Zhao is really good, this is a four-star white task. ”

“You guys are busy, I'll go back to the task and take on another one.” Zhao Junye said goodbye.

Looking at Zhao Juan's distant back, one of the male disciples said: “Sister Zhao is really desperate, but it is strange why Master Zhao is taking on these tasks of punishing evil and spreading virtue, which is too dangerous. ”

“Maybe Sister Zhao hates these villains more! ”

……

The pursuit of Black Wind Sisha is a four-star white grade mission, rewarding 20,000 taels of gold, which is a huge fortune for ordinary people that can't be used for life, but 20,000 taels of gold is nothing for the martial arts, so buying some medicine to increase strength is not enough.

Day after day, year after year, even Zhao Juan himself did not know how many bad people were killed, only Tianfeng Guojiang Lake, his name spread more and more widely.

……

In a remote town, where there are many refugees, the kingdoms of Tianfeng and Turo fight every few years without knowing how many people are homeless.

In the open space outside the town, Zhao Juan's head was covered with flower cloth, as if she were a woman, and she was cooking porridge for the refugees.

“Come on, everybody, line up. Don't rob. Everybody has one. ”

“Auntie, your child seems to be ill, I have Lang Zhong here, don't worry, don't take silver, treat free. ”

“Little friend, your father and mother, how can you be alone. ”

Zhao Juan was not happy to be busy, but she was in a bad mood when things happened. Many children lost their parents. If they were left alone, they would not even survive for a few days.

……

Not far from the flowing cloud sect, sometime there is a large village, the village is full of children, of course, there are many adults.

This large village was built by Zhao Juan 'er himself and is dedicated to the adoption of homeless children. During this period, Liu Yunzhong helped greatly. Otherwise, Zhao Juan 'er alone will ultimately have limited energy and cannot be fully covered.

Liu Yunzheng disciples also frequently come to visit children in the village to bring them delicious fun and books.

Gradually, large villages became a catchment town with medical halls and colleges.

The name of the town is Liuyun Town. There are potential orphans in the town. Liuyun Sect will take them as disciples. If they have no potential, try to teach them until they grow up.

……

Spring came in the winter, and I didn't know how many years had passed.

Zhao Juan 'er is already a star polar powerful man.

At that time, an interracial holocaust erupted.

There are many star polar strongmen who have chosen to flee, none of them dare go to war, some even fake death, or pretend to be ill.

But Zhao Junyi went to the battlefield irreversibly, because she was a disciple of the Dusty Sword Sect at this moment. Liuyun Sect has joined the Dusty Sword Sect. For the sake of justice in her heart, she will not retreat in any way, nor will she be allowed to retreat the sword in her hand.

On the battlefield, bloody rain and foul winds, Zhao Juan had never seen such a fierce battle, and countless people died every moment.

Perhaps the next moment, she will die too.

Bang

A powerful demon came and the Sword Snake Array collapsed, with the exception of her, the other disciples who arranged the Sword Snake Array were dead.

At this point, she heard someone shouting, and Leaf Dust died.

Ye Chen is dead?

How is this possible?

Zhao Juan did not believe it. She looked pale. Since when, Ye Dust has become the benchmark in her heart.

The demon clan shocked with a grin.

Before dying, she saw leaf dust, saw leaf dust in the sky, he wasn't dead, ridiculously, how could anyone think he was dead?

“Seven Colors Sword Art! ”

The appearance of leaf dust inspired Zhao Juan's fighting spirit. The seven major swords were merged into one, becoming the true seven colored swords. Only a colorful swordsmanship was seen. The demons who came face to face were annihilated by the swordsmanship, which killed more than a dozen demons.

The fierce interracial holocaust culminated in a passage in which the presence of leaves and dust led to the total victory of the true spiritual world, who was the Savior.

Then the leaf dust disappeared, leaving the world, going to the new world, and his story became a legend, a legend, an indelible monument.

As always, Zhao Juan helped all who could. She never told anyone that she and the Savior of the True Spirit World had such a source.

……

“Grandma, I want to hear more about the leaf dust. Tell me about it! ”

In the courtyard, a child sat down with a bench and looked up to Grandma Zhao Juan.

“Okay.”

Zhao Juan had wrinkles on his face and smiled cheerfully.

ps: There will be two extra chapters per week in the future, thank you for your support!

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