Chapter 25： Shen die!

"silence!"

Silent thanks, straightened up slowly, the loud voice uttered, resounding among the mountains of Ziyunzong, for a while, besides his voice, there was no second noise in this world.

Outer door, inner door, true biography, thousands of disciples, stayed still, and the needle dropped.

"Silence, the old man remembers you!"

Han Yu took a deep look at the silence, her figure suddenly disappeared, no trace, only a faint voice came from the depths of the tumbling clouds of Ziyun Sect, "Don't worry about me, you continue."

It was a long time after Han Yu left that many disciples from the outer gate, inner gate, and true biography woke up.

"The hidden dragon list, eighty-nine?"

I don't know if anyone said something, the eyes of the disciples suddenly became weird, turning back and forth between silence and silence.

According to legend, when Shen Mie was in the Transforming Qi Realm, he alone broke into a gang of thieves, cut dozens of thieves, and his record was stellar, before he was included in the Qianlong list by the supervisors of Tianyu Pavilion and ranked among the top 100.

But it's only ninety-eight!

But now silent?

But it is eighty-nine!

Nine positions higher than Shen Mie!

No, it was ten. After Silence ranked eighty-nine, Shen Mie became ninety-ninth!

Although Silent's appearance was shocking before, not many people were optimistic about him, because Shen Mie's strength was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but at this moment, the hearts of the people have changed a bit.

The outer disciple who had spoken ill of silence turned pale and did not dare to look at the silence again, as if he was afraid that he would notice him in silence.

Some disciples of the inner sect who looked at Shen Mie were not pleasing to the eye. The eyes of Shen Mie’s doglegs suddenly ridiculed. They said Qianlong List, then Qianlong List. This is good. If you don't kill your master, people will still enter Qianlong List. .

This face slapped, slapped.

The real disciples hidden in the dark looked at each other, but they were quite worried. They knew that another strong opponent had risen!

"Silence, a name is nothing but a foreign object, strength is the root, do you dare to fight with me? I will kill you, let Tianyu Pavilion see who is the real pride!"

Shen Mie's face was pale, and his eyes staring at the silence were fierce. At this time, his hatred for silence was not only jealous, but a life-and-death enemy.

Before the silent reply, two thousand sword lights appeared out of thin air, slamming toward the silence.

"Waiting for your words."

Silent smiled, three thousand sword lights burst into light, and the sinking sword light was broken in an instant. Although his cultivation base was a little worse than silence, his understanding of the Promise Sword Technique was deeper than Shen Mie. One point.

Shen Mie was furious, "A thousand swords return to one!"

Another two thousand sword lights merged into one sword, smashing the silence and surpassing the prestige, piercing the silence again, raising the silent brows, and about to shoot, suddenly his eyes flashed and sneered: "You will, I Too!"

Two huge sword lights collided in the sky and suddenly collapsed at the same time.

When Shen Mie saw this scene, he was overjoyed: "I'm still better than him. He has more swordsmanship than me, but he collapses at the same time. This shows that he has always asked for more, knowing it, but not knowing why, and his understanding of Wuji swordsmanship. After all, it’s not as deep as I am!"

He took out the sword again, and at the same time moved with the sword, rushing towards silence together.

The battle between the two broke out suddenly, and the same martial arts, with little difference in cultivation skills, was difficult to distinguish immediately.

They fought from east to west, from south to north, many hills were cut off by them, and countless outer and inner disciples were accidentally injured by them.

This battle can be described as tragic!

The excitement in Shen Mie's heart became more and more, because he had been suppressing silence, which made him truly feel his own strength.

"What about breaking the Xuanyuan realm in January? How about the Qianlong ranking ranking higher than me? Isn't it dying?!"

Shen Mie roared fiercely, this month was the most frustrated month in his life, because the mysterious talent he had always been proud of had not provided him with the slightest cultivation speed.

Practicing hard in one month, the cultivation has not increased at all!

He knows that he is affected by silence. Silence is equivalent to becoming his demon, and that the demon is not removed. How can he talk about cultivation?

But today everything is over. As long as he kills the silence, as long as he breaks his own demons, he will be at the peak again, sitting and watching the ants fighting, enjoying the worship of the people, and the dragon list will be ranked again, even... Ye Qingyan, too his!

Shen Mie even felt that the long-lost True Qi had increased again!

"Almost..." Silence whispered suddenly.

"What?" Shen Mie was puzzled.

"Steal people: Shen Mie.

..."

Silence suddenly raised his head and stole Shen Mie again. He had previously forcibly abandoned Shen Mie in order to hide his strength. At this time, he stole again and cut out with a sword.

"The first collision, stealing 10% of the material from the character Shen Mie Huang Pin's sword!"

Although I have not absorbed all the Huangpin treasures of the mountains, the sword in Silent Hand has also reached the level of Huangpin!

After ten swords, the silence suddenly became frenzied, and Shen Mie retreated with a single sword.

The sword in Shen Mie's hand broke to pieces. He seemed to have been injured in his internal organs, he vomited blood, his hair fell off, and his head was shaved.

"Thank you, let me finally understand the true meaning of this trick!"

No one knows what the silence is talking about, but they all know what he means, because the silence is pierced again with a sword, and the three thousand swords are combined into one, which is several times more than the previous condensing.

Shen Mie's heart trembled, and once again condensed a sword light, but the unfavorable two thousand swords unity miscalculated this time, and in front of Shen Mo's true three thousand swords, he collapsed.

The sword light passed through Shen Mie's body, took him a mile away, and finally nailed it into a mountain.

Shen Mie raised his head with difficulty, and tremblingly pointed to the silence, as if he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the whole person fell apart and died on the spot!

Thousands of Ziyunzong disciples who watched this battle are dead silent!

In the depths of Ziyun Sect, a black-robed old man who was fishing alone suddenly opened his eyes. Rarely, anger flashed through his cold eyes because the thread in his hand was broken.

"Those who dare to kill our disciples, die!"

An old voice smashed the sea of ​​clouds that had not been scattered all the year round, revealing the appearance of the depths of the Ziyun Sect. A fingerprint came through the air, with an incomparably majestic aura.

Under this breath, Li Yunfeng and other external deacon, true biography, internal, external, countless disciples all squatted on the ground, trembling in fear.

The end of the fingerprint lock is exactly where the silence stood!