Chapter 19

"That's all."

Shen Zhenyi spoke calmly.

He didn't even care much about the terrible killing moves of these masters, but looked up at the blue sky and the white sun - or, in other words, at the invisible moon eyes hidden in the sky.

The moon's eyes are as silent as ever.

Nothing has changed.

It can be seen that the eight experts can't cut the moon and fly the immortal together.

"I expect too much."

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly. He pushed his wheelchair and didn't move forward, just turned back.

The key of the vest was completely sold to the eight experts who made every effort to attack.

"What?"

Before they were shocked, they saw Zen master Liuru take a deep breath. His old face turned red and retreated three steps. The glass rainbow around him even had the image of rupture.

Xu Bu left a strange cry, turned emptiness into reality, fell to the ground and was unconscious.

The nine shadows of epileptic immortals were in one. He turned over and turned white. He shouted, "strange! Strange!"

The miraculous doctor Fu Zitong's shoulders were bleeding. He stepped back gently and his arms were soft. He couldn't move.

The sword was broken in the left sky. Grandma Chihuo lit fireworks all over her body. Lu Dingfu's Refined Iron Arms broke together and fell to the ground with a clang. Changletian's broadsword was broken, the blade cut back, stabbed into his chest and came out through his back. He saw that he was dead.

Just for a moment, one of the eight masters died, one's life and death was uncertain, and the other six were injured, of varying degrees.

And Shen Zhenyi hasn't made a sword yet.

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

At the gate of abandoned sword villa, there are almost a thousand people now, but these thousand people can't believe their eyes. For a moment, they are as silent as death.

Liuru, the Zen master, panting like a bellows, recovered for a long time, bowed his head and said, "I'm very grateful for your mercy, young master - I can see the peerless beauty of the third young master today. I know that the Buddha sword has its own way to die. I'm reckless. Please forgive me."

He simply did not pursue the death of his apprentice.

Of course... From the face to face just now, Zen master Liuru knew that even if he wanted to investigate, he had no such ability.

Third childe Shen doesn't want to kill him. If he wants to kill him, he will die like changletian now.

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

Fear, amazement and awe have occupied their souls.

"One back is one sword, and one sword will defeat all the people in the world!" the epileptic immortal fuzhang praised and felt depressed. "There is a third childe Shen in the world. What face do we old and immortal have to call ourselves experts? It's better to go back, it's better to go back!"

Third childe Shen just turned around and didn't even make any extra moves.

But this turn was the peerless sword technique, which was beyond the reach of the eight of them in their dreams.

After watching such a profound sword technique, they all began to admire themselves and had the courage to fight.

Sword maniac Zuo Tianxing's face was as pale as a dead man.

He knows the sword best and the gap between him and third childe Shen. "This is the sword of heaven and man. How can it appear in the world? Three CHILDES will no longer use the sword one day!"

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

"The sword of heaven and man?" Shen Zhenyi shook his head. "It's far from enough."

The nine secluded land has limited accommodation. All he can do is a shadow of the divine sword.

Zen master Liuru, epilepsy immortal and Zuo Tianxing have no deep malice. They usually act in the right way and do not harm others. They let Zuo Tianxing leave on their own, and do not intend to investigate Zen master Liuru and epilepsy immortal.

As for the rest

Shen Zhenyi frowned and looked at changletian's body, which stained the lawn with blood. He said coldly, "changletian is a disciple of sword mountain villa, but he is domineering in the south of the Yangtze River, killing people in the country of fish and meat. Today, he rebelled against the villa again, so he killed it. From now on, another person from the mountain villa will take over the Da Qian Gang, and there will be no trouble."

There are two vice guild leaders who abandon sword mountain villa with Changle Tianlai. At this time, they are frightened by the divine power of third childe Shen. They are only submissive. How dare you say no?

"Manager Lu acted cautiously and made great achievements for the villa. Although there are mistakes, it's not too much. Do you have any objection to abolishing the cold iron hand and expelling the villa?" Shen Zhenyi's eyes fell on Lu Dingfu, who was numb.

Lu Dingfu smiled bitterly, raised his broken hands and wanted to say something. Finally, he was silent. He turned his head and went down the mountain. Soon his back disappeared in the clouds.

These two people are from the inside of Zijian mountain villa, so they should be dealt with first.

Xu Buliu, the leader of the evil cult, hasn't moved until now. It seems that he's dead. Shen Zhenyi doesn't care: "the evil cult has many troubles. Xu Buliu practices martial arts with the heart and blood of living people. It's an evil cult. Now he eats back and dies. The children of the evil cult take his body and bury it. Don't do evil again in the future, or I won't blame my ruthlessness under the sword."

People in the demon sect were originally most afraid of Mr. Shen. Now he has killed two consecutive leaders, especially Xu Buliu. They dare not have the heart of revenge. Someone showed up in the dark, carried Xu Buliu's body and ran away.

"Grandma Chihuo has no merit or fault, but since she dares to fight me, let's pay a price."

Although it can be understood, it does not mean that Shen Zhenyi needs to forgive his opponent.

Those who dare to attack him will certainly pay a price.

Grandma Chihuo shook her body twice, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. She said with a tragic smile: "I'd like to admit defeat in gambling. Unexpectedly, the martial arts of the third childe has reached such a level. My anger is broken by the childe's sword spirit. I've worked hard for 20 years in vain. Childe is satisfied?"

Under Shen Zhenyi's sword, she went back to a realm.

However, grandma Chihuo is stubborn. She does things by herself, but she has no resentment.

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly and finally focused on Fu Zitong. Fu Zitong's shoulders were red, and his blood was still gurgling out. He was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger.

"Doctor Fu, you helped me many times when I was a teenager. I know it's not your intention to do it today. If you abolish your thousand Guanyin hand today, you'd better stop being a martial artist and be a simple doctor. Maybe you will be much happier."

Shen Zhenyi sighed. He also knew that Fuzi couldn't help himself.

Fu Zitong trembled and his eyes were red. He bowed and said, "thank you for your success!"

He was so grateful that after he was abandoned, he was even happier.

Shen Zhenyi said a few words, and now the eight experts in the nine secluded land were disposed of by him - everyone present agreed that he had the power to dispose.

Even Shen Shou, the most powerful of the onlookers, didn't understand how Shen Zhenyi won, but everyone knew that in the nine secluded land, the strong is respected, and the third childe Shen, who can defeat the eight experts in one fell swoop, is to be the emperor. Can anyone stop him.

Shen Zhenyi's eyes turned to Shen Baihe at this time.

"Brother, are you convinced?"

His tone was flat.

But it fell into Shen Baihe's ears like thunder.

The scene at that moment was the most terrible nightmare for Shen Baihe.

He carefully planned and finally created a situation in which the eight masters in the world jointly shot at Shen Zhenyi. In his mind, even if Shen Zhenyi is really a relegated immortal in heaven, it is impossible to stop the joint efforts of the eight people.

He will die.

Even if you don't die, you must lose both.

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

But in any case, I didn't expect that the most luxurious battle in Jiuyou land was just a turn around.

Eight masters, how can they be so useless?

Shen Baihe cursed and scolded in his heart, and said with a tragic smile: "it's true that one force can lower ten meetings. The third brother told me that martial arts is respected in today's world. As long as it is strong enough, any conspiracy is like a mole ant who exceeds his strength..."

"It's a pity you won't believe it."

Shen Zhenyi pushed the wheelchair and said absently, "you are my close relatives. I don't want to kill you."

"Kill yourself."

Up to now, Shen Baihe has no room to deny, and everyone present suddenly realized that Shen Baihe was behind everything - when Shen Zhenyi said he didn't want to kill him, some people still felt that the third childe was a woman.

Then four words reminded everyone that the third childe was always the unparalleled third childe in the world.

"Old three!"

Shen Shou's body shook again, and his face was more depressed. He shouted, and there was more begging in his tone.

Shen Zhenyi was unmoved.

He had long known that his father was weak and incompetent. Only in Jiuyou, with the inheritance of abandoned sword mountain villa, could he barely sit in his current position.

And now the world is about to change.

Shen Zhenyi can only be cruel.

Shen Baihe suddenly smiled, "third brother, I didn't expect you to have such a great ability. However, don't think that I have only one move to deal with you."

He paused, looked coldly around the crowd and was full of contempt. Finally, he returned to Shen Zhenyi and said with a sneer: "since you are such a magical figure, I have to ask the master to respect him and accept you as a demon!"

Master?

The eldest childe of Tangtang abandoning sword mountain villa, does he have another teacher?

Shen Shou's throat was rumbling and he was almost angry and had a stroke.

Most of the onlookers thought that Shen Baihe was crazy.

Shen Zhenyi was very interested. He believed that Shen Baihe would not be aimless. Unexpectedly, big brother gave him some surprises.

He said lazily, "since you still have the means, just show it. I'm waiting for you."

Shen Baihe closed his eyes and looked ferocious.

"Third brother, this is your own death! No wonder me!"

His lips moved and he didn't know what he was talking about.

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

Shen Zhenyi also sat quietly, calmly looking at Shen Baihe's actions and waiting patiently.

He has always been patient with meaningful things.

Hoo!

Three feet across from 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 his wheelchair and observed before the bloody flame.

Then he looked back at Shen Baihe, "brother, if you have any cards, just turn them out. If you don't do it again, you'll never have a chance."

Shen Baihe snorted coldly, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood foam on the flame.

An old man in black suddenly appeared in the bloody flame. He was carrying five long swords behind him, with white hair scattered. His eyes were full of cold, as if he didn't care about everything in the world.

"Mr. Wujian!"

Six as the Zen master exclaimed in surprise, sweat beads of soybeans appeared on his bald head, his fingers couldn't hold back, the rosary string in his palm broke, and sandalwood Buddha beads rolled to the ground.