Chapter 21

Shen Zhenyi was a little frustrated. "I thought you should be stronger than you are now after 300 years of practice. But think about it, you become in this world, also subject to this piece of heaven and earth, how can you escape? What's more, the inherent limitation of the secret method of exchanging blood, which can't combine essence, Qi and spirit, will never make you see a more brilliant world of martial arts. It's a pity. "

Mr. Wujian sneered, "it's only one percent of my martial arts power. If you can break this sword, you can't take my real sword."

The flame rose abruptly, and the shadow turned into a giant, and a white flame came out of his mouth. All the masters were trembling. They felt that their knees were soft, and they could hardly resist the impulse to worship.

"If I didn't catch up with Shen Mengtian's ten thousand Tibetan sword Sutra 300 years ago, I asked him to use his descendants to open the sword. My secret method of exchanging blood is really the unique martial arts to cut off the moon and fly the immortal! "

"August 15, the mid autumn moon is full. I will go to abandon sword villa and take your life at the top of the White Tower

Sparks splashed everywhere, and Mr. Wujian's breath echoed in the main hall of the abandoned sword villa.

Shen Baihe showed a strange smile and fell into a coma. The blood flame darkened and finally disappeared.

But the terror has been left behind.

Shen Shou was completely confused. Master Liuru frowned, and the Narcissus was not serious. At this time, he was also worried. He only murmured: "what can I do? What can I do? "

If you let Mr. Shen grow up for more than 20 years, maybe he can conquer the devil who has been hanging over Jiuyou.

But now

Even though Shen Zhenyi just showed a miraculous sword technique, he was admitted by Mr. Wujian himself that he had broken through the legendary ninth martial art - ecstasy, but they still had little hope for the war.

Jie Jie, the grandmother of red fire, laughs strangely, "the third young master is really ill fated. Before a man in coir raincoat, he is surrounded and beaten by eight old guys of us. Finally, he defends the clouds and comes to an old monster with five swords."

Regardless of Mr. Wujian, Shen Zhenyi is now the best in the world.

Unfortunately, because of the appearance of Mr. Wujian, he is No. 1 in the world, which can only be avoided.

"After today's work, please ask my father to continue to preside over the alliance. I'm going back to dream sword house."

Shen Zhenyi did not care.

Now that Mr. Wujian was introduced, he was not in a hurry to deal with Shen Baihe. He ordered someone to put him in the dungeon, and he left without delay.

The rest of the crowd looked at each other.

Wulin League? Is it not a big joke that Shen Zhenyi defeated tianbang with one sword and Mr. Wujian is now in the world?

The eldest son is locked up, the younger one is indifferent. Shen Shou is the owner of the abandoned sword villa. Although his heart is like a mess, he has to hold the Wulin alliance.

Originally, this was a display of the accumulated strength of the abandoned sword villa for decades, but now it has become a melancholy cloud.

Chang Le Tian died, Lu Dingfu chased, Shen Baihe was imprisoned.

The apparent strength of abandoned sword villa was almost two-thirds lost. Shen Zhenyi's breakthrough in the ninth way of martial arts was a great joy. However, he was watched by the immortal old monster for hundreds of years, and he was also unlucky.

Thinking of this, Shen Shou was even more worried about his gray hair.

The Zen master Liuru was very righteous and generous: "Mr. Wujian has done many evil deeds. Although we are far away from our opponents, there is an ancestral precept in Ranke temple. We should work together with the abandoned sword villa to fight against this evil spirit."

However, it's no use just talking about it. For hundreds of years, every major Wulin force has tried its best to deal with Mr. Wujian. It's a pity that the other side's martial arts are too high, and the siege has no effect at all.

From the performance of the third young master Shen, it can be proved that as long as you step into the Ninth level of martial arts, it is useless for many masters who are lower than one level to besiege them.

Mr. Wujian's realm may be more than that.

What's more, he appeared and disappeared, only he calculated others, no one else calculated him.

The only person who can get Mr. Wujian's message is the imprisoned Shen Baihe. Shen Shou doesn't care about his eldest son, so he leads the Zen master Liuru to the dungeon for interrogation, but Shen Baihe clenches his teeth and refuses to say a word.

"Evil animal! How did you get to know this demon? Where is he hiding! It's not true! "

Shen Shou was so angry that his eyes turned green. He didn't know how this obedient eldest son suddenly went astray.

Zen master Liuru also advised: "young master, you are just confused for a while. Mr. Wujian has harmed the Wulin for many years. As long as you can make things right and help us get rid of this evil spirit, I will plead for you in front of your father and younger brother, so that you can make a change. "

Hearing this, Shen Baihe raised his head and sneered: "don't say that even if I tell you the whereabouts of your master, you can't do anything about him. Even if you have the ability to deal with my master, old Zen master, what face can you persuade my brother? How can you stop him from killing me? "

Six such as Zen master's language, sigh repeatedly.

Before he made a move to Shen Zhenyi, who spared his life and used up the face of the old monk. If you want to protect Shen Baihe, master Liuru is really not sure. Monks don't lie, and he is not good at deceiving others. He can only be embarrassed.They are terrified. When they bully Shen Baihe and ask him about Mr. Wujian, Shen Zhenyi calmly paints in the dream sword building.

The peach blossom has already withered. It is the peach blossom that he painted.

Chu Huoluo attends at the side, grinding ink and toning for him.

"Three childe, don't you worry?"

Chu Huoluo endured for a day. Seeing the peach blossom that Shen Zhenyi had painted all day, Chu Huoluo looked calm and indifferent. She did not mention Mr. Wujian at all. Finally, she could not help asking questions.

"What are you worried about?"

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

Chu Huoluo was shocked, "don't you know that the old Wujian monster is going to kill you? This man has been invincible for 300 years. Aren't you afraid? "

Shen Zhenyi didn't take it seriously and said, "it's just because he hasn't met a real expert. If he was born 60 years ahead of schedule and met my ancestors of the Shen family, he would surely be defeated. "

Shen Mengtian, the ancestor of the Shen family, founded the abandoned sword villa and wrote down the ten thousand Tibetan sword Sutra. He is recognized as the first expert in Jiuyou land since ancient times. Unfortunately, when Mr. Wujian first appeared, Shen Mengtian died a long time ago. Many people believe that otherwise, Mr. Wujian would never have the chance to be arrogant for such a long time.

Many people even think that Mr. Wujian was afraid of Shen Mengtian, so he didn't dare to be born in advance.

"Just..."

Chu Huoluo certainly knew this, but she also felt the momentum of Mr. Wujian that day in the blood flame. She hesitated and said: "he may not be as good as Shen Laozu, but he claims that he has been in the state of ecstasy and practiced martial arts for more than 200 years. After all, you are still so young..."

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