Chapter 415

The seven patriarchal gates poured out.

Xiongzhen gate, swallow chain, miaoxianlianzong, jinxianzong, modaoshan, mixin hall, xiaoruyi gate.

The fighting power that can fight is now outside the gate of Zijian mountain villa.

Led by GE Zhongwu, he changed his black clothes, his temples were gray, and his face was full of wrinkles. It seemed that he was ten years old in half a day.

But his eyes were still burning, like blood and fire.

"Kill!"

A word came out of his mouth coldly.

Boom!

The gate of Zijian mountain villa was smashed.

Their movements have been very skilled. We have done such things several times.

Generally speaking, when you break the gate and rush in, you see all the living creatures cut and killed with a knife, and then surround them. If there are escaped fish, you will beat and kill them.

This book is already familiar.

But today is a little different.

Ge Zhongwu rushed into the gate first. The first thing he saw was a slightly lonely figure in the courtyard.

White is better than snow.

Son Shen.

He looked up as if he were enjoying the moonlight, or as if he were meditating alone.

There was a wooden case in front of him, on which a furnace of incense crumbs curled up.

Quiet and gentle.

——It was out of tune with the murderous spirit in the courtyard. In other words, his elegant spirit had covered the thoughts of killing.

"You're here at last."

Shen Zhenyi turned her head and said only faintly.

His face is like a crown of jade. He is natural and unrestrained. Under the clear moon, he makes third childe Shen look like a fairy.

He didn't wear a sword. He was wearing a loose robe. He was loose but still like a jade tree facing the wind.

——In any case, he doesn't seem to fight here.

He knew he would die, so he came to die with emotion?

It is said that in the early years, when the Terran was still prosperous and had energy and spirit, it was attacked by fierce animals. Some people didn't want to live, straightened out their clothes and died calmly. They once summoned the courage and pride of the Terran.

——But this kind of thing has not been heard for a long time.

The Terrans lived in a muddle along way behind the huge city wall. Where did the ancients have the courage to look back on death?

Maybe it's the hillbilly who came from the lower world to cut the moon and fly the immortal that has this ancient style.

Ge Zhongwu thought of this and was determined. He said with a long smile, "third childe Shen is very interested. The moonlight is still good today. Are you waiting for us here?"

His eyes narrowed, his pupils narrowed, and his expression was particularly ferocious. "Are you ready to die?"

When he came here tonight, he never planned to let anyone leave Zijian villa alive.

Xiao Bishui, Pratt Whitney, Zhuo Liufeng, Huo Rushan, grandma Jin and Shangyin people walked out of behind him and stood in a row.

The seven patriarchs gathered in one place, not even one less.

Such a lineup makes people despair. In the 19th outer city, no one or any force can stop the seven people working together.

But Shen Zhenyi still doesn't care.

"That was unprepared."

Between life and death, there is great fear.

He was here, but he never thought of death.

He will never die at the hands of these villains.

"This kind of moonlight makes people feel relaxed and happy. It's really not a good time to kill. Will you do it after a while when the dark clouds cover the moon?"

Tonight is quiet and serene. The moon's eyes are bright and shining everywhere. The bloody gas will inevitably affect the scenery, which makes people uncomfortable.

"Unfortunately, you can't choose!"

Ge Zhongwu sneered, "the king of hell told people to die at the third watch. Who dares to leave people until the fifth watch?"

I've never heard that a murdered person can despise the opportunity of being killed.

"Since you are in such a hurry, you can't help it."

Shen Zhenyi shrugged and glanced slowly across the crowd.

"Who comes first?"

As soon as the air stagnated, everyone felt that they should be sure of winning Shen Zhenyi, but when they really faced the third childe Shen, a chill gushed from the bottom of their heart.

I thought it would be a scuffle when I came to abandon sword villa for slaughter. But now Shen Zhenyi is standing here unarmed. If they still insist on going together, will they look too shameless?

But if you want to fight alone, I don't know why, I don't have confidence at the bottom of my heart.

"Hum, then let me send the death of third childe Shen!"

Shangyin people were the first to stand up.

The martial arts of MI Xin hall are best at abusing vegetables. They can deal with people whose accomplishments are lower than their own. They can solve battles cleanly.

It's probably easiest for him to do it.

Shen Zhenyi glanced at him and nodded slightly, "the secret martial arts of your mi Xin hall should be the MI Shen Sutra? Your disciples don't use it very well. Try it."

He greeted at will without fear.

The Shangyin man's face tightened, smiled and said, "third childe Shen is really unafraid in the face of danger. Well, since you asked for it, I'll send you on the road with the mystical Scripture, so what?"

He was originally here to kill people. Why be polite? He hurried forward two steps. His eyes flashed a strange light, and his pupils turned rapidly.

Miasma and fog surged up, enveloping him and Shen Zhenyi in an instant. Countless worlds, hundreds of millions of illusions, all kinds of terror and darkness passed in front of Shen Zhenyi like a horse lantern.

Shen Zhenyi yawned.

These things are a little boring.

In his endless journey, he has seen the deepest darkness and the most terrible abyss, which are nothing at all.

"Is that all?"

It seems that Shifu is not much better than his disciples. The upper limit of mystical scriptures is nothing more than that after all.

"Anything else?"

"Please show your best, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Shen Zhenyi kindly reminded Shangyin people.

As soon as the complexion of Shangyin changed, he remembered what Shen Zhenyi said to ge Xiaopan on Mingyue's upstairs - he also asked him to show it to his heart's content. Then when GE Xiaopan killed the world with the magic sword formula, he died.

I... Mingming has gone all out to urge the mystic Scripture to the highest level. How can it have no impact on the third childe Shen?

His heart suddenly filled with great fear.

"It seems nothing."

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly.

"Princess, watch it. The sword of the array should be used like this."

He looked back at the room in the dark and called. Then he pointed and saw the willows blowing the wind. With a cry, countless brilliant light walls fell from the sky, just like a skyscraper built on the ground and piled on the head of Shangyin people.

Shangyin people were overwhelmed by the countless light walls before they could hum. At the beginning, they wanted to struggle, but they were immediately crushed by the huge pressure, and their seven orifices bled.

Just for a moment, he died wearing heavy wounds.

"The sword of array... Is it used like this?"

Princess long thought something was wrong.

Shen Zhenyi frowned slightly, his fingers flicked, and the light wall suddenly disappeared.

"The array is more complicated. This person can't bear the internal pressure in the array. It's a little miserable."

He reached out his hand and politely apologized, "sorry, business hall leader."