Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 19

[Chapter Nineteen But that’s it]

“It’s just that.”

Shen Zhenyi spoke calmly.

He didn’t even pay much attention to the terrifying ultimate moves of these masters, and only looked up at the blue sky and white sun—or, in other words, at the invisible moon eye hidden in the sky.

Moon Eye was silent as before.

Nothing has changed.

It can be seen that these eight masters are far from reaching the point of killing the moon and flying immortals together.

“I was expecting too much.”

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly, he pushed the wheelchair, did not move forward, just turned back.

The key points of the vest were completely sold to the eight masters who attacked with all their strength.

“what?”

Before everyone was horrified, they saw Zen Master Liuru take a deep breath, his old face flushed red, and he stepped back three steps in a row.

Xu Buliu gave a strange cry, turned the false into reality, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Crazy Immortal nine shadows combined, one somersault turned down, his face turned pale, and he shouted, “weird! Weird!”

The genius doctor Fu Zitong had blood on his shoulders, and he stepped back quickly, his arms drooping softly, and he couldn’t move.

Jiankuang Zuo Tianxing’s sword shattered, Grandma Chihuo burst into flames, and Lu Dingfu’s iron-like arms were broken at the wrists, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound. Chang Letian’s big knife was broken, the blade cut back, stabbed into his chest, and came out through his back, seeing that he was dead.

In just an instant, one of the eight masters died, and the life and death of one was unknown, and the remaining six were injured, with varying degrees of severity.

And Shen Zhenyi hadn’t used the sword yet.

In other words, he pulled out the sword, but no one could see the move clearly.

There are almost a thousand people at the entrance of Abandoned Sword Villa, but these thousand people can’t believe their eyes, and they are as silent as death for a while.

Zen master Liu Ru was panting like a bellows, and it took a long time for him to recover. He bowed his head and said, “Old Na is grateful for the mercy of the third son. Today, I saw the peerless elegance of the third son. Lao Na knows that the Buddha sword has its own way of killing him. It’s the old man who acted ignorantly, and I ask the son to forgive me.”

He simply did not even pursue the death of his apprentice.

Of course… from the face-to-face meeting just now, Zen Master Liuru knew very well that even if he wanted to investigate, he would never have the ability.

Third Young Master Shen didn’t want to kill him. If he wanted to kill him, he would be as dead as Chang Letian now.

Although the remaining few people did not speak, Zen Master Liuru had already said what they wanted to say.

Fear, astonishment, and awe had taken over their souls.

“One back is one sword, and one sword will defeat all the people in the world!” Mad Immortal Fuzhang praised, but also felt a little gloomy, “There is only one person in the world, the third son of Shen, how can I wait for the old man to call himself a master? Why don’t you go home? Go, go home!”

Third Young Master Shen just turned around without even making any extra moves.

But this turn is a peerless swordsmanship, a realm beyond the reach of the eight of them in their dreams.

Seeing such a profound swordsmanship, they all began to admire themselves, and they had the courage to take action.

Jiankuang Zuo Tianxing’s complexion was as pale as a dead man.

He knows the sword best, and also understands the gap between him and the third son of Shen. “This is the sword of heaven and man, how can it be in the world? There is a third son on one day, and Zuo no longer uses the sword on a certain day!”

He laughed wildly, and felt that he had suddenly put down his burden, and walked away without looking back, singing all the way.

“Sword of Heaven and Man?” Shen Zhenyi shook his head, “It’s still a long way off.”

The land of the nine secluded places has limited capacity, and all he can use is just a shadow of the divine sword.

Master Liuru, Madman, and Zuo Tianxing, Shen Zhenyi did not have too much malice, they usually acted in the right way, and they did not harm people indiscriminately, so they let Zuo Tianxing go away on their own, I don’t plan to pursue Zen Master Liuru and Mad Immortal.

As for the remaining few…

Shen Zhenyi frowned and looked at Chang Letian’s corpse, the blood stained the lawn, and said coldly: “Chang Letian is a disciple of Abandoned Sword Villa, but he acts domineeringly in Jiangnan, in the fish and meat town, killing people’s lives. Today there is another rebellion. Zhuang’s move, so I killed him. From now on, the villa will send another person to take over, and no trouble will be caused.”

There are two deputy gang leaders who came to Abandoned Sword Villa with Chang Letian. At this time, they were deterred by the divine power of the third son of Shen.

“Mr. Lu is careful and hard-working for the villa. Although there are mistakes, it is not excessive. Do you have any objection to abolish the cold iron hand and expel the villa?” Shen Zhenyi’s eyes fell on the dumbfounded Lu Dingfu.

Lu Dingfu smiled bitterly, raised his hands with broken wrists, and wanted to say something, but he was finally silent. He turned his head and went down the mountain, and soon his back disappeared into the clouds.

These two are people inside Abandoned Sword Villa, so they will be dealt with first.

The leader of the demon sect, Xu Buliu, hasn’t moved yet, and it seems that he is dead. Shen Zhenyi said casually: “There are many incidents in the demon sect. The disciples of the Demon Sect will bring his corpse to burial, and don’t do evil again in the future, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless under the sword.”

The people in the demon sect were most afraid of the third son of Shen, and now he has beheaded two consecutive sect masters, especially Xu Buliu who died so unbearably. He ran away with the dead body left.

“Grandma Chihuo has no merits and faults, but since she dares to take action against me, she will pay a price.”

Although it is understandable, it does not mean that Shen Zhenyi needs to forgive his opponent.

Those who dare to attack him, of course, have to pay a price.

Grandma Chihuo shook her body for a while, and finally couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and said with a miserable smile: “I would like to gamble to admit defeat, but I didn’t expect the third son’s martial arts to reach such a state. My Shenhuo’s true qi was completely destroyed by the son’s sword qi, Twenty years of water mill work in vain, is your son satisfied?”

Under Shen Zhenyi’s sword, she completely retreated to a realm.

However, Grandma Chihuo is stubborn, and she does everything alone, and she has no resentment.

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly, and finally put his eyes on Fu Zitong. Fu Zitong’s shoulders were dyed red, blood was still gurgling out, and the injury was serious, but not life-threatening.

“Doctor Fu, when you were young, you helped me many times. Today, I know it wasn’t your intention. If you abolish your Qian Guanyin hand today, you should stop being a warrior, be a simple doctor, maybe you will Much happier.”

Shen Zhenyi sighed, he also knew that Fu Zitong couldn’t help himself.

Fu Zitong was trembling all over, his eyes were blood red, and he bent down and said, “Thank you, Young Master!”

He was grateful, and after being deposed, he was even more happy.

Shen Zhenyi said only a few words, the eight masters of the Nine Serenity Land have been disposed of by him – everyone present agreed that he has the power to dispose of them.

Even Shen Shou, the strongest among the onlookers, did not understand how Shen Zhenyi won, but everyone understood that in the land of the Nine Serenities, the strong are respected, and the third son of Shen who can defeat the eight masters in one fell swoop, To be the emperor, is there anyone who can stop him?

It was only at this time that Shen Zhenyi turned her eyes to Shen Baihe.

“Brother, are you satisfied?”

His tone was flat.

But it fell into Shen Baihe’s ears, but it was like thunder.

The scene just now was simply the most terrifying nightmare—for Shen Baihe.

He carefully planned and finally created a situation where the eight great masters in the world jointly attacked Shen Zhenyi. When he thought about it, even if Shen Zhenyi was really an immortal exiled from the sky, it was impossible to stop the eight people working together.

He must die.

Even if he doesn’t die, at least he must lose both.

At that time, Shen Baihe must have a way to control the endgame.

But no matter what, I didn’t expect that this most luxurious battle in the Nine Serenity Land would end with just one turn.

How can the eight masters be so useless?

Shen Baihe cursed and cursed in his heart, and said with a miserable smile: “It really is a force to defeat ten guilds. The third brother has already told me that in today’s world, martial arts are respected, as long as you are strong enough, any conspiracy and tricks are like unselfishness. The capable ants…”

“It’s a pity you don’t believe it.”

Shen Zhenyi pushed the wheelchair and said absently, “You and I are close relatives, I don’t want to kill you.”

“You kill yourself.”

Up to now, Shen Baihe has no room for denial, and everyone present suddenly realized, vaguely understanding that everything was caused by Shen Baihe behind the scenes-hearing Shen Zhenyi saying that he did not want to kill him, some people still think that the third son and the wife are the same. Benevolence.

The next four words reminded everyone that the third son is always the unparalleled third son in the world.

“The third one!”

Shen Shou swayed again, and his expression became even more dejected. He called out, and there was more pleading in his tone.

Shen Zhenyi was unmoved.

He has long known that his father is a weak and incompetent person, and only in the land of Jiuyou, with the inheritance of Abandoned Sword Villa, can he barely sit in his current position.

And now the world is about to change.

Shen Zhenyi could only be a little more cruel.

Shen Baihe laughed suddenly, “Third brother, I didn’t expect you to have such great ability. However, don’t think, I only have this trick to deal with you.”

He paused for a while, looked around at everyone coldly, full of contempt, and finally returned to Shen Zhenyi, sneering: “Since you are such a miraculous person, then I can only ask the teacher to respect his old man. , I’ll take you, you monster!”

Master?

The eldest son of the dignified Abandoned Sword Villa, does not have a teacher?

Shen Shou’s throat was grumbling, and he almost got a stroke from anger.

Most of the bystanders thought that Shen Baihe had gone crazy.

However, Shen Zhenyi was very interested. He believed that Shen Baihe would not aimlessly, but he did not expect that the big brother gave him some surprises.

He said lazily: “Since you still have the means, eldest brother, just use it, I’ll wait for you.”

Shen Baihe closed his eyes, his expression grim.

“Third brother, this is your own death! No wonder I!”

His lips moved, not knowing what he was talking about.

His face was resolute, as if he had made up his mind.

Shen Zhenyi also sat quietly, watching Shen Baihe’s movements calmly, waiting patiently.

He has always been patient with meaningful things.

call!

On the opposite side of Shen Baihe, a bloody flame suddenly burst out.

Burning out of thin air, mysterious and infinite.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and seemed very satisfied. He slowly shook the wheelchair and came to the blood-colored flame to observe it.

Then he looked back at Shen Baihe, “Brother, if you still have any cards, just turn them over. If you don’t do it, you will never have a chance.”

Shen Baihe snorted coldly, bit his tongue suddenly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the flames.

In the blood-colored flames, an old man in black clothes suddenly appeared, with five long swords on his back, his white hair was scattered, and his eyes were full of coldness, as if he didn’t care about everything in the world.

“Mr. Five Swords!”

Zen Master Liuru exclaimed, sweat beads the size of soybeans oozing out of his bald head, his fingers could not hold back, the rosary string in his palm snapped, and the sandalwood Buddha beads rolled to the ground.