Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to understand how Zhao Changhe emerged from below.

Tang Buqi secretly thought to himself, "Looks can be deceiving. While we were digging in the brothel, you were digging underground? And you're covered in blood. No, who is this girl you're holding? Is this what I sent you as a maid?"

In fact, the most shocking person at the moment was Sisi herself.

Zhao Changhe was covered in blood, and he had just used a move that would weaken himself. Normally, anyone would want to rest and recover after using such a move. But this guy came out and started slashing with his sword as if he had nothing to do with his weakened state.

His bravery was completely different from his previous calmness in solving cases. Sisi didn't know how these two different styles could be combined.

"Bang!"

A thunderous sound echoed as the Longque fiercely clashed with the sword shadows. Instead of the sound of metal clashing, there was a violent collision of energy!

The ancient sword's shadow trembled slightly, and Zhao Changhe flipped backward, stepping on a rock and then shooting out again, slashing with his sword!

There wasn't much difference in strength, just slightly inferior, but he could fight!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sword shadows slashed horizontally and vertically, forming a set of simple sword techniques. It was as if someone was wielding this sword, engaging in a fierce battle with Zhao Changhe's Longque. Every clash emitted sword energy that dispersed around, like beasts shedding fur while tearing each other apart...

Tang Buqi and the others were resisting the sword energy, their eyes almost popping out.

Is this how a person fights with a sword? Where is the weak point to strike?

No, why can you fight?

This sword shadow gives the feeling that it is invincible. Anyone who encounters it would be crushed to death. Tang Buqi even doubted whether Tang Wanzhuang and Mile had any chance of fighting against it. Why can Zhao Changhe hold his own?

However, Tang Wanzhuang and Mile knew exactly what was happening in the midst of the fierce battle.

The power of this sword shadow was not as strong as everyone had expected.

Firstly, it was not the personal divine sword of the Sword Emperor, but rather a sword energy guard arranged in the tomb. Although it contained the intention of the Sword Emperor, it was far from it.

Secondly, as Sisi had judged, perhaps these sword energies were very strong in the past. Each individual sword energy might have had the strength of the Tianbang, Dibang, or Renbang. However, after countless years, these sword energies had greatly deteriorated in both power and spirituality. The power they gathered might still be very strong, strong enough to break through space. But the consumption of breaking through space was not a joke. How much could be left?

When calculated like this, it wasn't strong at all.

The reason why it felt invincible was mainly due to the dense aura of death. Throughout history, this thing had always been able to affect the mind and instill fear, making it impossible to muster any fighting spirit. In addition, the size of the sword shadow was huge, and the noise it made when breaking through the boundary was terrifying, creating an intense psychological pressure.

As long as one encountered a person who could completely ignore the influence of this aura, then they could fight!

Among the people in the field, besides the two Dibang experts who were currently fighting, the only person who could completely ignore the influence of the aura and even feel at home was Zhao Changhe!

The sword shadow swept through the void.

"Roar!" Zhao Changhe held his sword with both hands and fiercely struck down.

His muscles swelled, his hair was disheveled, and his long hair fluttered.

From a distance, it was unclear whether this sword was a sword of death or if Zhao Changhe himself was the god of death.

"Bang!"

The sword and the blade clashed again, and the Longque let out an excited roar.

The aura of death and the majesty of the emperor, this sword shadow possessed both, and it was extremely compatible with the Longque's attributes. Its excitement and fighting spirit had been building up for a long time!

This time, it was not Zhao Changhe who was thrown off, but the sword shadow!

Zhao Changhe kicked his leg and shot up like a cannonball, chasing after it and slashing again.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the sharpness of this slash contained the power to easily defeat thousands of troops and make countless people bow down. It seemed even more intense than the intention of the Sword Emperor.

That was the power of the Longque that Zhao Changhe had deliberately suppressed, now released without any restraint.

Was it the madness of a sword or the dignity of a sword master? Was it the majesty of the ancient Sword Emperor or the dominance of the current emperor? It seemed that everything would become clear in this one strike!

"Boom!"

A loud explosion rang out as energy surged and the aura of death swept several zhang away.

The aura of death carried the energy, and wherever it passed, trees broke, rocks shattered, and the space within several zhang became flat ground.

This had already exceeded Zhao Changhe's own power. This was the power of the Longque and the ancient sword!

Tang Buqi and the others formed a defensive formation and struggled to withstand the increasingly dense rain of swords and the violent impact of energy. However, their hearts became more and more calm.

The rain of swords had weakened. It had previously been killing people rampantly, but now it felt as light as a feather.

Looking at the huge sword shadow in the sky, it had become smaller and smaller. Now it was almost the same size as the Longque, and it was still shrinking...

Tang Buqi finally understood how to kill a sword shadow. After all, it was a gathering of energy. Just keep weakening its energy, and it would naturally disappear...

"Swoosh!" An invisible ray of light suddenly shot towards Zhao Changhe in mid-air.

It was Mile who saw that the situation was not good and was willing to fall behind Tang Wanzhuang in her battle in order to disrupt Zhao Changhe.

Sisi desperately rushed forward."I finally caught a glimpse of the treasure vault, and I won't let you, a bald thief, snatch it away!"

Poor Sisi completely forgot that the person in front of her was the fifth on the Earth List. How could she possibly intercept his casual attack?

The dagger seemed to cut into the light, but it didn't touch anything at all. It just grazed past, and the hidden weapon still aimed straight at Zhao Changhe's chest, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

Zhao Changhe was pushed back, but surprisingly, there was no pain in his chest.

He stomped on the ground behind him, leaped up again to slash his sword, and roared angrily, "I'll remember this attack! Your head, Zhao Changhe will take it!"

"Whoosh!" Distracted by his sneak attack on Zhao Changhe, how could Maitreya withstand Tang Wanzhuang? The sword light flashed, blood splattered from Maitreya's chest. Zhao Changhe was unharmed, but Maitreya was injured. It was instant karma.

Maitreya couldn't figure out what was hidden in Zhao Changhe's chest that could withstand his attack. If he didn't leave now, he would die under Tang Wanzhuang's sword.

Maitreya didn't have the time to think, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood mist, forcing Tang Wanzhuang to retreat slightly, and quickly retreated, "Wait until my holy religion conquers the world, I will make sure you two, the dog couple, will never recover!"

By the time he finished speaking, he had disappeared.

Almost at the same time, Longque slashed again, the sword shadow flickered, and finally disappeared.

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There seemed to be residual evil and imperial aura swirling around Longque, gradually being absorbed. The dragon roared and the blade sang continuously, as if Longque was roaring, declaring who was the true king today!

Zhao Changhe thrust Longque into the mud.

Longque: "......"

It wanted to react... but after a tremble, it quieted down.

Because at this moment, Zhao Changhe had completely run out of strength. He leaned on the sword on the ground, struggling to hold the hilt, almost entirely relying on Longque to prevent him from falling.

Tang Wanzhuang stood on a distant tree, quietly watching Zhao Changhe.

His body was covered in wounds, all scars from sword qi. His internal energy was depleted, his vitality was declining, and his body was covered in blood, barely recognizable.

If a child came over and pushed him, he would probably fall.

But the bloodthirsty aura and imperial intent swirling around Longque seemed to perfectly merge with him. From a distance, he looked like a god or a demon.

Tang Buqi and the others watching also felt a tremor in their hearts. Tang Buqi thought to himself that Maitreya's nickname was indeed appropriate. He was indeed like a bloody Asura, but this term seemed to be not high enough. What should he be called?

Zhao Changhe had no idea that this guy could still have such thoughts at this time. He was so tired that even lifting his head was a struggle. He slowly looked up at Tang Wanzhuang.

The night wind blew, the stunning fairy's clothes fluttered, and under the moonlight, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes were full of unknown emotions.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Just as Tang Wanzhuang was about to speak, she saw Zhao Changhe turn his head and look at Sisi next to him with a gentle gaze, whispering, "Thank you for blocking that attack just now."

Sisi also turned her head to look at him, thinking to herself that her intention might not necessarily be to save him. She wanted the treasure vault... and she didn't even block anything, she didn't do anything.

But looking at his gaze, she didn't say these words after all, only mumbling, "Don't kick me away."

Zhao Changhe responded with a smile, "If she dares, I'll turn against her."

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