Fifteenth, full moon.

Light on Cangshan Mountain, the lights are bright.

At the foot of Diancang Mountain, there was a crowd.

Today is the day when Zhao Hao agreed to challenge Tianlong Temple.

Those who came to watch the battle from all over the world had already arrived at Diancangshan during the day.

However, everyone was stopped at the foot of the mountain.

No one had to enter the temple.

For this reason, Dali even dispatched three thousand imperial guards.

The people do not fight with officials. Although Dali is just a small country, these people from the world still wisely chose to retreat on Dali's territory.

No matter what, saving one's life is the most important thing.

It is a pity that it is impossible to witness the battle between Jianjun and the monks in Tianlong Temple, but it is better than losing their lives.

Obviously, Tianlong Temple does not welcome them to watch the battle.

And Jianjun has never been a good person to talk to.

Thinking of this, the people at the foot of the mountain also slightly let go of the resentment in their hearts.

"Have you arrived at the sword?"

"Not yet, but he will definitely appear. If you don't come, how can the sword king still stand on the rivers and lakes?"

"Here, come." Someone suddenly said.

Everyone stared at the sight of the moonlit night, a swordsman in white walked slowly towards him holding a little boy's hand.

When they first saw it, they were still far away.

But when I looked at it again, it was already in front of me.

When they blinked, they could only see the back of the swordsman in white leading the little boy into Tianlong Temple.

"This state of mind, this kind of light skills..."

Everyone present took a breath.

The higher the martial arts skills, the more you know the power of the hand that Zhao Hao showed just now.

"Although the world is big, Sword Lord can go as far as possible. No wonder he has the confidence to challenge Tianlong Temple."

"Is the footwork just now the legendary distance between the world?"

"Of course it's not a legendary martial art, but Sword Lord is indeed a master of good fortune, and his light skills are enough to be unique in the martial arts world. Even if Tianlong Temple is a dragon pond and a tiger's den today, I'm afraid I can't keep Sword Lord."

"What a pity, I can't see this battle with my own eyes."

"Forget it, you forgot how Jianjun treated those spectators in the Murong family's Shenhe Village. It is not a good thing that we were unable to enter Tianlong Temple. Jianjun's temper is not something that ordinary people can guess."

After this person finished speaking, he couldn't help but shivered. Obviously, his fear of Zhao Hao was deeply rooted in his bones.

He said it right, Zhao Hao does not like anyone watching the game.

He asked, but he was not here to perform.

Even if Tianlong Temple does not clear the scene today, he will clear the scene.

Zhao Hao took Dugu into Tianlong Temple, and the lights in the temple were brightly lit. It seemed like daytime.

There are two rows of monks in the courtyard, and the leader is wearing a red cassock, which is Benyin, the abbot of Tianlong Temple.

"Amitabha, I have seen the Sword Lord. The Sword Lord is indeed extremely charming and extraordinary." Benyin clasped his hands together and said.

"Master Miao Zan." Zhao Hao returned to the courtesy.

He has no hatred with Dali, and there is no hatred against Tianlong Temple.

Today, I really have a bigger wish to ask. As for deliberately suppressing, Tianlong Temple really does not have the qualification to make Zhao Hao afraid.

Moreover, Tianlong Temple is a Buddhist sect after all, and it is much less threatening than Yipintang, which is more aggressive.

It would be a pity to come to Tianlong without seeing the Six-Meridian Divine Sword.

However, Duan Yu is afraid that he will no longer have the opportunity to successfully practice the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, so Zhao Hao can only place his hopes on Tianlong Temple.

Zhao Hao is still quite interested in this martial arts.

"Today, Jianjun is here. I wonder if he is a exchange of martial arts or practical training?" Ben Yin asked.

"There are both, I just hope that the monks in Tianlong Temple will not disappoint me." Zhao Hao said.

"Since that's the case, please come with me, Mr. Jian." Ben Yin said.

Zhao Hao led Dugu to Muni Hall.

There were five people in the hall, Duan Zhengming and Duan Yanqing, all of whom were listed.

Zhao Hao nodded and said with satisfaction: "It seems that you have achieved success by practicing sword techniques all the way. Zhao is really happy."

"Sword Lord is not afraid of losing here today and losing his reputation?" Kurong said.

"If this is possible, Zhao would be really grateful. I haven't tasted the taste of failure for a long time. I have forgotten what it feels like to fail for a long time." Zhao Hao said.

In the past, Zhao Hao made a decision before he acted.

Now Zhao Hao is gradually starting to take risks and do things that he is completely unsure of.

Because only in this way can you make progress faster.

Zhao Hao even failed sincerely because he had a feeling that if he failed once, he would undergo a qualitative change.

But he will not deliberately look for failure, nor will he do anything that is obviously unfavorable to him at the moment.

Tianlong Temple poses no big or small threat to Zhao Hao, and it is just right for Zhao Hao to be his current opponent.

"I will definitely not let Sword Lord down today." Ku Rong said.

"It's a pity that Master Kurong's Ku Chan has not yet been fully accomplished, otherwise I would also be interested in learning about the magical skill of Ku Chan." Zhao Hao shook his head and said.

"I believe that after seeing the power of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, Sword Lord will no longer have the idea of ​​using force." Ku Rong said.

"The Six-Meridian Divine Sword has been famous for a long time, but I don't know if it deserves its name. I really want to know, is this invisible sword energy really invincible?" Zhao Hao said expectantly.

"It's useless to say more, Sword Lord, please." Ku Rong said.

Zhao Hao signaled Dugu to withdraw from the battle circle and said, "You can take action together, one-on-one, no one is my opponent."

"Although it is not shameful for others to fight less, Sword Lord's cultivation is indeed shocking the past and present, and he can only offend him." Ku Rong said in a deep voice.

Now, Tianlong Temple is not allowed to show off its style as a strong man.

The six people of Kurong sat upright on the cushion, all with serious expressions. After a moment, the six people raised their hands at the same time and pointed out with one point.

However, the fingers they pointed out were different, and the sword techniques used by each person also had their own wonders.

When ordinary people in the martial arts world see this situation, they will inevitably be in a hurry. They can't beat four hands with two fists, but now it's more than four hands.

The Six-Meridian Divine Sword is indeed unique to its top martial arts.

Especially the Shaoshang sword technique used by Ku Rong, which is powerful and open and close. Although he is a monk, he uses a fierce sword intent that is hard to see, and even Zhao Hao dares not neglect it.

There was a long sword in Zhao Hao's hand at some point.

The sword body crossed the mysterious and unspeakable trajectory, left and right, up and down, but only the sound of metal and iron fighting continued to sound in the Muni Hall, and cold sweat began to seep out of Dugu's forehead.

With her cultivation and knowledge, she was a little bit forced to force herself to watch such a duel.

But Dugu didn't feel uncomfortable for too long.

About a quarter of an hour later, the long sword in Zhao Hao's hand was broken, but Zhao Hao closed his eyes and ignored the sword energy coming from the six paths.

When the six sword energy bullied a foot in front of him, Zhao Hao opened his eyes and whispered: "So that's how it is."

After the words came, Zhao Hao's hand suddenly burst out from his hands.
Chapter completed!