Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 22
[Chapter 22 The most terrifying period]
Shen Zhenyi shook his head: “If the way is wrong, let alone two hundred years, even if you practice for two thousand and twenty thousand years, it will be in vain.”
He paused, then said, “But he should have already touched the threshold of the tenth realm of martial arts, not just the realm of entering the gods.”
How can there be a person in the world who can live for two thousand years or 20,000 years?
Chu Huoluo only thought that Shen Zhenyi was joking, but she was even more surprised by the second half of his sentence.
“The tenth realm of martial arts? Could it be the Zhanyue Feixian you said?” She screamed in fright, biting her tongue.
Shen Zhenyi continued to shake his head, “The tenth realm of martial arts can be regarded as the foundation of the Moon Slaying Fei Xian, and it is far from the real Moon Slashing Realm.”
If you want to improve the entire world with the power of one person, the power you need to accumulate is enormous. Shen Zhenyi was ready for a few years of water grinding.
However, his luck is also good, and it may be easier to send a Mr. Wujian as a stepping stone.
Therefore, Shen Zhenyi was in a good mood.
As for the panic of others, he can only laugh and laugh.
Chu Huoluo was stunned for a while, and finally asked, “Master, tell me the truth, what state are you in now?”
That day, Shen Zhenyi lightly defeated the eight masters, and Chu Huoluo was the most surprised—she was actually closest to Shen Zhenyi and knew his abilities best, but she was also full of admiration for Grandma Chihuo, no matter what. Unexpectedly, my grandma and so many masters of the same level attacked together, and she was beaten so embarrassed by Shen Zhenyi.
How strong is Third Young Master Shen?
Others may think that this young man can have the ninth level of martial arts and enter the realm of gods is very remarkable.
But for Chu Huoluo, she felt from Shen Zhenyi’s few words that the strength of the third son may be far more than the simple one shown.
“If it’s in terms of realm, maybe you still can’t understand it.”
Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly, not because he didn’t want to explain, but because he wanted to say too much, and it was impossible for Chu Huoluo to understand the mystery.
So mysterious and mysterious!
Chu Huoluo hated Shen Zhenyi’s words about Yunshan’s fog, and asked again helplessly, “Then don’t talk about realm, just talk about fighting. Are you sure about Mr. Wujian?”
Shen Zhenyi thought for a while, nodded and said, “He has two or three hundred years of blood-changing infuriating energy, and I can’t exert all of my strength in Jiuyou Land, I really want to fight about half a catty…”
“Isn’t that dangerous?”
Chu Huoluo suddenly became worried again. She thought that Shen Zhenyi was confident, but she didn’t expect that it was only half a catty!
Who knows what kind of vicious means this old monster has, so how can people not be in a hurry?
Looking at Shen Zhenyi’s leisurely appearance, Chu Huoruo only felt that she was the emperor and was not in a hurry for the eunuch.
As the time entered July, there was no change in Abandoned Sword Villa, but there was turmoil in the land of Jiuyou.
The third son of Shen defeated the eight great masters by sword alone, and Mr. Wujian was born ahead of schedule. This kind of news caused waves in Jiuyou. But this should be listened to by everyone, after all, this kind of superb master has nothing to do with ordinary people.
But from the beginning of July, Mr. Wujian actually began to slaughter the people in the Heavenly Ranking, which brought a terrifying storm.
From the first to the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, within a short period of ten days, Mr. Wujian frequently appeared and killed seven experts in the Heavenly Ranking, which was unprecedented.
Shen Shou, Zen Master Liuru and others were in a daze. They wanted to block Mr. Wujian, but the dragon never saw the end, and even if they could block it, how could they be sure to keep this old monster?
After fluttering for a while, they had no choice but to return to Abandoned Sword Villa to ask Shen Zhenyi for advice.
“Qian’s ass is poor, he is accumulating momentum by killing people, so he dares to fight me.”
Shen Zhenyi was very calm, even a little disdainful.
“He really started to feel less confident about his secret method of blood exchange. Using this method is just drinking poison to quench his thirst.”
The road of martial arts is entirely up to oneself, taking shortcuts with various crooked ways, in Shen Zhenyi’s view, it is already the opposite. The secret method of blood exchange is not a martial art that directly points to Zhanyue, not to mention that this Mr. Wujian is still practicing in a mess, what is the point? ”
Zen Master Liuru and Madman looked at each other and smiled bitterly: “What is the origin of this Mr. Wujian, I also need to ask Third Young Master for advice.”
Mr. Wujian has ravaged the land of Jiuyou for more than 200 years, and he has a fierce name, but no one knows who his surname is and where he came from.
When he turned into blood flames to provoke Shen Zhenyi, Shen Zhenyi broke his martial arts. At that time, Zen Master Liuru and others did not dare to ask, but now Mr. Wujian has set off a bloody storm, and they have to bite the bullet and ask for advice.
Shen Zhenyi shook his head, “I don’t know much. In the land of the Nine Serenities, dragons and snakes are mixed, he is probably just a poor man who accidentally crossed the boundary between heaven and man. Accumulation of True Qi is endless, but without the cooperation of spirit and spirit, unless you can accumulate for thousands of years, if you want to cut the moon and go away, it is just a matter of seeking the moon in the water.”
Zen master Liu Ru and others are the top figures in the world, and they also know a little about the matter of killing the moon and flying immortals, so they are not as confused as Chu Huoluo.
But they couldn’t understand the so-called boundary between heaven and man and the secret method of blood exchange.
Crazy Immortal let out a haha, lowered his head and asked, “Three young masters are born with knowledge, and they are not comparable to my generation. What kind of martial arts is this secret method of blood exchange? What is the boundary between heaven and man.”
These outstanding people in the world, in front of the amazing and brilliant third Young Master Shen, can only assume the attitude of elementary school students and ask for advice humbly.
Shen Zhenyi explained: “The secret method of blood exchange is a common evil Taoist martial art. By constantly extracting the blood of the strong, you can increase your lifespan to accumulate true qi. Mr. Wujian has five reincarnations, and now this secret method His practice has also reached a very high level.”
Zen Master Liu Ru said in awe: “This is the secret of his longevity? Isn’t he invincible for the accumulation of true qi for more than two hundred years?”
They began to worry about Shen Zhenyi again.
Shen Zhenyi smiled without saying a word.
On July 17, the old man of Wujian went to Tairen Mountain to kill Chen Guozhong, the head of Qitaimen, who was ranked 76th on the Heavenly Ranking.
On the 20th of July, three hundred miles away, the old man with five swords killed Zhang Shan, the iron palm that ranked sixty-ninth on the list.
On July 23, Huangfu, a highly respected old swordsman who ranked 55th in the Heavenly Ranking, was killed.
…
This month can be said to be the most terrifying period in the Land of Nine Serenities.
Everyone in the sky is in danger, and they can’t wait to hide early. But because of his face, he had to hold on no matter what, he could only secretly pray to God and worship Buddha, hoping that this madman-like old man with five swords would never find him.
I also hope that the old man of Wujian will quickly find the right master.
Every day, the martial arts people who come to Abandoned Sword Villa are like flowing water. One is to beg the Third Young Master to take action quickly, and the other is to take refuge.
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