Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 21

[Chapter 21 I don’t care]

Shen Zhenyi was a little disillusioned, “I thought that your three hundred years of cultivation should be stronger than you are now. But think about it, you have become in this world, and you are also subject to this world, how can you be detached? Not to mention the secret method of blood exchange. This kind of martial arts is inherently limited, and the spirit, energy and spirit cannot be unified, so that you will never be able to see the more brilliant world of martial arts, which is a pity.”

Mr. Wujian sneered, “This is only one percent of my all-encompassing martial arts power. You can break this sword, but you may not be able to take over my real swordsmanship.”

The flames rose suddenly, the phantom turned into a giant, and white flames spewed out of his mouth. All the masters and masters were trembling and trembling, but their knees were weak, and they could hardly resist the urge to worship.

“I failed to catch up with Shen Mengtian’s Wanzang Sword Sutra 300 years ago, so let me use his descendants to open the sword. My secret method of exchanging blood is the peerless martial art that can really kill the moon and flying immortals!”

“August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Moon is full. I will go to Abandoned Sword Villa in person and take your life on the top of the White Pagoda!”

Sparks splashed everywhere, and Mr. Wujian’s shout echoed in the main hall of Abandoned Sword Villa.

Shen Baihe showed a weird smile and fell into a coma. The blood-colored flames dimmed, and finally vanished.

But the horror has remained.

Shen Shou was completely stunned, and Chan Master Liuru frowned. Mad Immortal has never been serious, but at this time he was also a little worried, and he only muttered: “How can this be good? How can this be good?”

If Third Young Master Shen is allowed to grow for more than 20 years, maybe he can really defeat this demon that has been shrouded in the sky of the Nine Serenities.

but now……

Even though Shen Zhenyi showed a miraculous swordsmanship just now, he was admitted by Mr. Wujian himself that he had broken through the legendary ninth level of martial arts – immersion, but they still had little hope for this battle.

Chihuo’s grandmother smirked, “The third son is really ill-fated. He used to be a man in a suit, and then he was besieged by eight of our old guys. He finally managed to keep the cloud open, and another five-sword old monster came.”

Regardless of Mr. Wujian, Shen Zhenyi is now the absolute number one in the world.

Unfortunately, because of the appearance of Mr. Wujian, he is the number one in the world, which will only make people avoid it.

“After today’s work, please continue to preside over the meeting, my father, I’m going back to Mengjian Xiaozhu.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care.

Since Mr. Wujian was brought out, he was not in a hurry to deal with Shen Baihe, ordered him to be locked in the dungeon, and left without any hassle.

The rest of the people looked at each other in dismay.

Wulin Association? In today’s world where Shen Zhenyi was defeated by one sword and Mr. Wujian was alive, isn’t the Wulin League a big joke?

The eldest son was locked up, and the younger son didn’t care. As the owner of Abandoned Sword Villa, Shen Shou had to reluctantly hold the martial arts alliance even though his heart was in a mess.

Originally, this was a demonstration of the accumulated strength of Abandoned Sword Villa for decades, but now it has become a cloud of misery.

Chang Letian died, Lu Dingfu chased him away, and Shen Baihe was imprisoned.

Abandoned Sword Villa’s apparent strength was almost lost by two-thirds. Shen Zhenyi broke through the ninth way of martial arts and entered the way of God. More bad luck.

Thinking of this, Shen Shou’s hair became even more worried.

Zen Master Liuru knows the righteousness and generously said: “Mr. Wujian has done many evils. Although we are far from being opponents, Lanke Temple has a ancestral teaching, and we should work together with Abandoned Sword Villa to fight against this demon.”

However, just talking is useless. For hundreds of years, whenever Mr. Wujian is alive, the major martial arts forces will try their best to deal with him. It’s a pity that the opponent’s martial arts are too high, and the siege has no effect at all.

——From the performance of the third son of Shen, it can be proved that as long as you step into the ninth realm of martial arts, it is useless to besiege by many masters who are one realm lower.

The realm of Mr. Wujian may not stop there.

What’s more, he is elusive, only he is calculating others, no one is calculating him.

The only person who could get the information from Mr. Wujian was the imprisoned Shen Baihe. At this time, Shen Shou didn’t care about his eldest son, so he led Zen Master Liuru and others to the dungeon for interrogation, but Shen Baihe gritted his teeth and refused to say a word. Say.

“Bastard! How on earth did you get to know this demon? Where is he hiding! It’s still not real!”

Shen Shou’s eyes turned green with anger, and he didn’t know how the eldest son, who had always been submissive, suddenly took a wrong path.

Zen Master Liu Ru also advised: “Eldest son, you are just confused for a while. That Mr. Wujian has endangered the martial arts for many years. As long as you can set things right and help us get rid of this demon, Lao Na should intercede for you in front of Lingzun and Lingdi, and let him You reformed.”

When Shen Baihe heard what he said, he raised his head and sneered: “Don’t say that even if I tell you the whereabouts of the master, you can’t do anything about him. Even if you have the ability to deal with my master, old Zen master, what face do you have? Can you persuade my brother? He wants to kill me, how can you stop him?”

Liu Ru Zen master was at a loss for words and sighed again and again.

Before he shot Shen Zhenyi, Shen Zhenyi spared his life, and he had used up the old monk’s face. If he wanted to protect Shen Baihe, Zen Master Liuru was really not sure. He was not good at lying if monks didn’t lie, so he could only be embarrassed.

They panicked, coerced and tempted Shen Baihe, and when they were beating around to inquire about Mr. Wujian’s news, Shen Zhenyi calmly painted in Mengjian Xiaozhu.

The peach blossoms have faded, and it is the peach blossoms that he painted.

Chu Huoluo accompanied him, grinding ink and coloring for him.

“Third son, aren’t you worried?”

Chu Huoluo endured it for a day, watching Shen Zhenyi draw peach blossoms for a day, her expression was calm and indifferent, she didn’t mention Mr. Wujian at all, and finally couldn’t help but ask.

“worry about what?”

Shen Zhenyi painted a peach blossom, picked up the scroll, and gently dried the ink. This is the question.

Chu Huoluo was stunned, “Didn’t you know that the old five-sword monster was about to be killed? This man has been invincible for three hundred years, aren’t you afraid?”

Shen Zhenyi disapproved and said: “Invincible, just because he has never met a real master. Not to mention others, if he was born 60 years earlier and met my ancestor of the Shen family, he would definitely lose.”

Shen Mengtian, the ancestor of the Shen family, founded Abandoned Sword Villa with one hand and wrote the Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Sutra. It is a pity that when Mr. Wujian first appeared in the world, Shen Mengtian had passed away for a long time. Many people believed that otherwise Mr. Wujian would never have had the opportunity to be arrogant for such a long time.

Many people even thought that Mr. Wujian was afraid of being born early because he was afraid of Shen Mengtian.

“only……”

Of course Chu Huoluo also knew this, but she also felt the momentum that Mr. Wujian showed in the bloody flames that day, she hesitated and said: “He may not be as good as Old Ancestor Shen back then, but he claims to have arrived now. Entering the realm of gods, you have practiced martial arts for more than two hundred years, and you are still so young after all…”