Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 17

[Chapter 17 A mere one is not enough!]

“One is not enough.”

Shen Zhenyi brushed her clothes calmly, without even glancing at the panicked Xu Buliu. He repeated what he just said – if most people didn’t believe it before, now everyone is shocked by the strength and confidence in his tone.

The third-ranked expert in the Heavenly Ranking has used his own face to prove that what he said was true.

Shen Baihe’s face was pale.

how is this possible?

There was chaos in his mind – even the former Shen Zhenyi couldn’t defeat Xu Buliu without a single move. Xu Buliu is only slightly inferior to the Minoyiren, and Shen Zhenyi and the Minoyiren are both losers!

The unparalleled third son of Shen is back?

No, it is the third son of Shen who is more terrifying and powerful than before is back!

“You forgot, it’s been a year since the battle with the man in the minion.”

Shen Zhenyi spoke in a low voice, kindly reminding her brother.

“In one year, there is too much room for improvement.”

Shen Baihe was stunned.

He didn’t expect this at all. In his impression, Shen Zhenyi has never picked up a sword since the battle with the man in the scorpion – what’s the use of a sword for a useless man?

Then, of course, it is impossible for him to make any progress in martial arts.

“You…Aren’t you healing your wounds in the back mountain? Instead, you’re cultivating?”

Shen Baihe asked this question in disbelief.

He suddenly realized that everyone may have misunderstood.

In fact, when Shen Zhenyi and Minyiren came back from the battle, even though the meridians were completely cut off, they didn’t feel any sense of despair.

At that time, Shen Baihe felt that Shen Zhenyi was a dead duck, and he just wanted to hide from people. Now it seems that what he said is true?

What the hell is he?

Don’t care about the meridians being cut off at all?

This is an injury that is absolutely impossible to recover from the personal judgment of the genius doctor Fu Zitong! It is impossible for him to gather true qi in his life, and it is absolutely impossible for him to practice martial arts again!

Shen Baihe suffered a huge mental shock, and he could no longer hide from others, and his tone became disgusting and weird.

Fortunately, the focus of everyone’s attention at this time was all on Shen Zhenyi, and no one cared about his abnormality.

“continue.”

Shen Zhenyi was still unhappy.

“There are other masters whose disciples and grandchildren were killed by me. Now they can come out together. If you don’t shoot together, no one will be able to take my sword, which will be a bad treatment for this big drama directed by my brother.”

He felt that there was no point in wasting time here.

Shen Zhenyi’s words pointed out that Shen Baihe was the mastermind behind today’s situation, but Shen Baihe had no intention of refuting it at this time, and turned his eyes to Zen Master Liuru and the people in front of him as if asking for help.

“Amitabha.”

Master Liuru once again proclaimed the Buddha’s name, and took a step forward with a solemn expression.

“Shen San Gongzi is the dragon among the people, unparalleled in the world, and the old man is ashamed of himself. It’s just that my disciple, Fojian Zhai, is kind-hearted and has always done good deeds and accumulated virtues. I don’t know where I offended the third son and died of wrongful death? This justice, but Lao Na has to ask for it. !”

This highly respected old senior opened his mouth, but he was also looking for Shen Zhenyi to ask for revenge like Xu Buliu, the leader of the demon sect?

The bystanders were in an uproar, and they had fallen into the clouds and mist, not understanding what happened.

“Buddha Sword is dead? A few months ago, I heard that he was fighting for righteousness in the Black Cloud Cliff, eliminating demons and defending the road. How could he die in the hands of the third son of Shen?”

“On the basis of the three-hundred-year friendship between Abandoned Sword Villa and Lanke Temple, how could Third Young Master show no mercy?”

“Duan Wuxue committed suicide in order to kill Third Young Master Shen. How did the Buddha Sword conflict with Third Young Master?”

Lots of questions, hard to understand. Shen Zhenyi didn’t mean to explain at all, just nodded indifferently and said, “The Buddha Sword is indeed dead in my hands. Is there anyone else who wants to seek justice? Don’t wait for it to expire!”

His tone was not arrogant, but the more calm the attitude, the more annoyed people felt.

Crazy Immortal said with a long smile: “The old madman doesn’t have any useless disciples and grandchildren to be killed, but everyone in the world knows that the old madman and the old monk are inseparable from Mengmeng, and today he wants to find the third son to die, the old man A madman can only sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.”

He strode out and stood side by side with Zen Master Liuru.

Zen Master Liuru sighed, knowing that this old friend had made up his mind, and it was useless to persuade him, he just lowered his head and recited the Buddha’s name, secretly grateful.

If it was before Xu Buliu made his move just now, Dianxian and Liuru Zen Master joined hands to make a move, it would not only bully the small with the big, but also bully the small with more. But after Xu Buliu made his move, the masters present already understood the horror of Third Young Master Shen.

Mad Immortal said that Zen Master Liuru was going to die, and it was not an exaggeration.

When he stood up at this time, it meant that he would live and die with his good friend.

——Even if the first and second people on the Heavenly Ranking list join forces, in front of the third son of Shen, they are not confident that they will retreat!

“Three.”

Shen Zhenyi smiled at Mad Xian, “Senior Madman’s Dahua Dreaming Law is out of the question, and it has opened a new way of martial arts. I admire it. Since you are willing to teach me, please join the old Zen master and Xu Jiao.”

He paused and sighed again: “It’s just not enough, I wonder if my eldest brother’s preparations are sufficient…”

When today’s top three masters stood together in front of Shen Zhenyi, he still felt inadequate, and stabbed Shen Baihe by the way.

Shen Baihe’s face was blue and white for a while, but he also knew that his face was already torn, so there was no point in pretending, he just lowered his head and said nothing.

With such a big commotion outside the gate of Abandoned Sword Villa, the top experts in the hall have long been unable to sit still and are all watching from the gate. Among them, Daoist Zhiyuan from Jiugongshan coughed hypocritically, walked out of the crowd and said, “It was originally the birthday of Lord Shen Zhuang, and I don’t want to bring up scandals. I can’t imagine that Zen Master Liuru and Leader Xu also suffered the pain of bereavement, and I would not be able to do this. If you don’t stand up, ask the third son to make it clear, how did my disciple, Leng Guanzi, offend the son and die under the sword of the son?”

The apprentice of Daoist Zhiyuan also died?

Everyone was even more stunned. How many disciples of the top ten masters did Shen Zhenyi kill?

Shen Zhenyi shook his head, “I don’t remember this person, but even if I killed him.”

Zhiyuan Taoist ranked last among the top ten masters in the sky, and he has not yet pierced the window paper and stepped into the eighth level of martial arts, and his ability to teach his disciples is even more limited. That Leng Guanzi was at best a little shrimp in the sixth realm of martial arts, and Shen Zhenyi didn’t even have the slightest impression.

“you……”

Zhiyuan Daoist was so popular that he would have drawn his sword in anger if it were normal. But how could he be willing to suffer a loss if Xu did not leave shame in front of his eyes. He only gritted his teeth and said, “Since the third son has recognized it, then I will have to take action with Chan Master Liuru and others later…”

No matter what he said, he was one of the top ten masters. He had to fight for a face. Even if he shot him alone, he wouldn’t dare to kill him.

Shen Zhenyi interrupted him mercilessly, “Sorry, you are not qualified yet.”

A character who has not even stepped into the eighth level of martial arts is worthy of his sword.

The Taoist Zhiyuan blushed and cried out strangely: “Third Young Master, your martial arts are unparalleled in the world, I am ashamed of myself, but if you insult me like this, I will fight you even if you die!”

“Then you will surely die.”

Shen Zhenyi sighed lightly, raised his eyebrows, raised his head slowly, and gave Daoist Zhiyuan a casual glance.

Daoist Zhiyuan was still waiting to refute, but was swept away by Shen Zhenyi’s eyes, and suddenly felt like lightning flashed before his eyes, his mouth was dry, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and suddenly there was a sound in his throat, saying no speak out.

He was in a daze, like a walking corpse, standing stiffly on the ground, without the calm grandmaster demeanor just now.

“Today’s Jiuyou is no longer the world you wait for. If you don’t retreat quickly, when will you wait?”

Shen Zhenyi’s tone was still unhurried, but when it fell into the ears of Taoist Zhiyuan, it was like Feng Lunyin, who turned around and left without any fuss.

Bystanders looked dumbfounded.

Just now, the tenth master in the world was still aggressive, and he wanted to fight the third son of Shen to the death. Couldn’t you be frightened by two words?

Zen Master Liu Ru’s expression was more serious, he smiled bitterly: “The martial arts of the third son have reached the realm of gods, this is the ‘witness’ method of blending sword energy into the eyes, only the great master Fang Fang is rumored. I can master it—but throughout the ages, the only person who can force the top ten people out of the top ten by witnessing is probably only the Third Young Master!”

Everyone seemed to understand, but it turned out that there was really a “witness” method of killing people with one’s eyes, but this was beyond the scope of martial arts, it was more like the legendary magic and supernatural powers. I really don’t know who the third son of Shen is. How to practice.

Shen Shou got the news at this time and rushed to the gate of the villa, just in time to see the scene of the Taoist Zhiyuan being kicked out by Shen Zhenyi, and said in surprise: “Young third, you… What’s the matter with you? How did you offend Zhiyuan? Real person? Boss, what happened?”

Today is his birthday, so he rests in the back house with peace of mind, leaving all the outside chores to his eldest son. Unexpectedly, in just a moment of effort, such a change occurred at the gate of the villa.

Shen Baihe sighed: “There seems to be some misunderstanding between the third brother and the seniors. I’m trying to persuade me, father, don’t worry?”

Misunderstand?

Shen Shou was at a loss, and the misunderstanding was so tense? The top three masters in the world are facing a formidable enemy, standing in front of his youngest son in a wheelchair.

“Villager, this is the personal grievance of the third son. Abandoned Sword Villa has always been fair and cannot be shielded, so please don’t interfere.” Lu Dingfu, the always taciturn general manager of Abandoned Sword Villa, who had been following behind Shen Shou, suddenly spoke up.

In the past few years, Shen Shou has been in charge of the village affairs, and the major events in the martial arts are usually the eldest son Shen Baihe or this cold-faced general manager. Lu Dingfu is also one of the top ten masters in the sky. He suddenly separated from the relationship at this time, which surprised everyone.

Shen Shou was surprised and said: “Old Lu, what do you mean? The third child is my son, how can I not care?”

Lu Dingfu said indifferently: “My subordinates know that the villa owner has a deep affection for his son, but it’s just that the third son slaughtered the rising star in the martial arts for no reason, which caused public anger. He also admitted it himself just now. This matter is out of the hands of the Abandoned Sword Villa, and the villa owner should think again.”

He doesn’t talk much, but every word is very vicious.

“Slaying a rising star in martial arts for no reason” – this big hat was fastened on Shen Zhenyi’s head.

And everyone in the world knows that Third Young Master Shen is absolutely disdainful of explaining.

Shen Zhenyi smiled calmly and didn’t mind, “Manager Lu’s cold and iron hand is barely a stunt. Since you are so fair and impartial, you can do it together, so that I don’t have to spend too much time.”

——The three strongest people in the world have become his enemies, but he seems to be still not enough, so he pulls another opponent.

Lu Dingfu couldn’t help but change his color, but when he said this, he couldn’t take his words back, so he sneered: “The third son is the one I watched grow up, now since it’s a disaster for the world, my subordinate is the Abandoned Sword Villa. People, it is their own responsibility to clean up the portal!”

He walked forward with his head held high, abandoned Shen Shou, walked behind Chan Master Liuru, stood with his hands down, and said nothing.

Chang Letian, the leader of the big gang, who has always obeyed the assignment of Abandoned Sword Villa, also stood up silently and followed Lu Dingfu, never leaving an inch.

The most low-key top ten masters also expressed their attitude.