Chapter 154

The saints peep into the fluctuation of the Taoist rhyme of Baimei mountain.

But then, in that rhyme, a terrible pressure broke out, which frightened all the saints who came to spy.

In that rhyme, there is a majestic imperial power!!

A figure in white, who was holding a long sword, appeared in front of the public. He was full of a terrible Taoist rhyme. It was the emperor's power that the saints felt!!

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, how can the emperor appear?"

"No, it's not the emperor. It's just the emperor's power. And how do I think this man is a little familiar?"

A group of saints are communicating with each other secretly.

All of a sudden, a saint said in an uncertain voice: "this man looks like "Chu Madman?"

"Who?"

"The Madman of Chu, the chief Madman of xuantianzong."

"Well, it's really this little guy."

The sage of xuantianzong also recognized the Madman of Chu, but he was also very confused about this scene.

I don't know how Chu Madman could be oppressed by the emperor.

"No, the cultivation of Chu madmen is just the king of war, and they don't have the power of emperor. Where can the power of emperor come from? Even the power of emperor doesn't have such a strong power of emperor, and there is such a vision..."

"If I'm right, he's creating his own imperial skill!"

The tone of a saint can't hide the way of shock.

This speech, everyone also all returned to God, carefully look, found that the Chu Madman is really in the creation of Dishu!!

This discovery stunned all saints, and even shocked them so much that their spiritual thoughts fluctuated violently.

"Well, how could it be!"

"It's impossible for a king of war to create his own imperial art. I've never heard of it since ancient times."

When the saints came back, they doubted one after another.

Such a thing, it's incredible.

The sage of xuantianzong was also very shocked, and then he said with a smile: "this little guy is really a surprise for many times. Three years ago, he created his own king Dharma, and three years later, he created his own emperor Dharma!"

"Ha ha, God bless xuantianzong!"

The voice of the sage of xuantianzong echoed in people's spiritual thoughts.

Every Taoist sage has an incomparable taste in his heart. How could such a peerless heavenly pride be born in xuantianzong?

Over the palace of the saints.

The figure in white holding the sword, suddenly cut, a terrible road rhyme with the sword like the wind swept out.

This sword has no spiritual blessing.

But the rhyme of the track alone is enough to make all the creatures in Baimei mountain, including the venerable, crawl on the ground and shiver.

And the holy people's spiritual thoughts were also cut to pieces by this sword, and they all screamed, and quickly retreated like the tide.

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Inside the palace of saints.

The Madman of Chu integrated what he had learned all his life into the skill of chopping heaven and pulling sword, and finally reached the level of emperor's skill.

He suddenly opened his eyes, the sword of heaven on his head bloomed with endless brilliance, and said to the white browed sage, "please take my sword again!"

Hum

The sword of heaven trembles, and a purple light suddenly cuts out.

As if to tear the sky and split the earth, the terrible rhyme filled the air, which made all the people present, including the supreme, shrink their pupils and look frightened.

The white browed sage's face is dignified, and the realm of Taoism and Dharma is fully unfolded. As soon as he points out, the Taoist rhyme and sword light of the sage collide fiercely.

It's hard for the two people to be present.

After a while, the rhymes of the two tracks disperse slowly.

The Madman of Chu and the sage of Bai Mei sat still.

The white browed sage's eyes were full of horror.

He blocked the sword just now.

However, this is in the case of Chu Madman who has just created the emperor's art and is not proficient, otherwise, the white brow sage is likely to lose.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect you to be so amazing in this era." The white browed sage said with emotion.

Create your own art!

This is something that the emperor can do.

But the Madman of Chu did it in the realm of the king of war. The realm was far from that of the emperor!

This kind of thing, even saints feel strange.

"I have benefited a lot from this argument. Thank you for your advice." Chu Madman light smile, very satisfied.

At last, he took advantage of this opportunity to upgrade his sword cutting skill to the level of emperor's skill, which greatly enhanced his fighting power.

"Who lost and who won?"

"I don't know."

The monks present were confused.

This argument is too mysterious to be understood at their level. Naturally, they don't know what it is.But some of them can see the way.

"The sage didn't lose."

Said one, taking a deep breath.

The rest of the people smell the words, showing a true appearance.

"I said," how can a saint lose? "

"Ha, it's the Madman of Chu who lost."

"Tut, although it's the pride of heaven, it's not as good as the sage after all."

"No

At this time, the supreme shook his head, "the sage did not lose, but also did not win, this argument can be said to be equal."

What?!

The crowd was stunned.

This Chu Madman's level of Taoism and Dharma is comparable to that of a saint?!

"Not only that, the Madman of Chu created a kind of imperial skill in the end!" Supreme tone a little trembling said.

Obviously, this kind of thing has brought him a very big impact.

As soon as his voice fell, all the friars were stunned.

Create your own emperor's skill?!

How can this happen to a king of war?

They look at the saints and want to prove it.

However, the saint did not refute the supreme words. This attitude is undoubtedly affirming the supreme words.

For a moment, the monks in the palace were numb.

"Sure enough, just now the emperor Qi in my body vibrated, because this Chu Madman created the emperor's skill himself!" Tianjiao Ao Cang whispered that at this time, he had completely lost his mind to fight with Chu Madman.

How can he compete with a guy who can create his own imperial skills??

"Three years ago, he made everyone unable to hold up their heads and closed the door for three years. The world of great struggle was just beginning to emerge. Once he went out of the door, the world became his own stage again. It's sad!"

Yuan Hong looked up to the sky and sighed.

The rest of Tianjiao also had a bitter smile, full of melancholy.

They found that as long as there are Chu madmen, then the world will always only focus on each other.

Chu Madman's light is too dazzling, just like a scorching sun, hanging in the sky, who else will pay attention to other people?

"It's really sad to be at the same time with such a life, especially in this so-called world of great struggle."

"Yes, we can't compete with others at all!"

"Fight? With what kind of struggle, people are now the king of war, and they can create their own imperial skills. Who else can be the emperor besides him? "

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At the end of the sermon, everyone left one by one.

The Madman of Chu also left.

But he talked with the sage, and the news of his own creation spread to all directions quickly, making the whole sky star a sensation!

The name of Chu Madman has once again become the focus of the world!

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