Everlasting Sword God

Shen Zhenyi was intrigued, "I thought you had been practicing for 300 years, and you should be stronger than you are now. But think about it, too. You were born in this world, and you are also subject to this world. How can you be detached? This kind of martial arts is inherently limited, and the spirit and spirit cannot be united, so you can never see a more brilliant world of martial arts, unfortunately. "

Mr. Wujian sneered, "This is only one percent of my all-inclusive martial arts power. You can break this sword, but you won't be able to take over my sword."

The flame rose suddenly, the ghost turned into a giant, and a white flame spewed from his mouth. Masters of masters trembled, only to feel their knees soft, almost unable to resist the urge to worship.

"Failing to catch up with Shen Mengtian's Wanzang Sword Classic three hundred years ago, let me use his descendants to operate the sword. My blood exchange method is the only peerless martial art that can really cut the moon and immortal!"

"August 15th, the mid-autumn moon is full. I will go to the abandoned Jianshanzhuang and take your life on the top of the White Pagoda!"

Mars splattered, and Mr. Wujian's shouting echoed in the main hall of the abandoned Jianshanzhuang.

Shen Baihe showed a weird smile and fell into a coma. The scarlet flames faded, and eventually vanished.

But terror has stayed.

Shen Shou had been completely stunned, Master Liu Ru frowned, and the epic fairy had never been serious, but at this time, she was also a little worried, and only whispered in her mouth, "How can this be good? How can this be good?"

If Shen Sangong is allowed to grow for more than 20 years, maybe he can really overcome the demon who has been hanging over the land of Jiuyou.

but now

Even though Shen Zhenyi showed a miraculous swordsmanship just now, Mr. Wu Jian has acknowledged himself that he has broken through the legendary ninth martial arts—into the gods, but they still have no hope for this battle.

The red fire laughed strangely. "The three sons are really fateful. The previous one was a yiyi, and then we were besieged by eight of our old guys. After all, we managed to keep away, and a five-sword old monster came."

Regardless of Mr. Wu Jian, Shen Zhenyi is now the first in the world.

Unfortunately, because of the appearance of Mr. Wu Jian, he is the number one in the world, and it will only make people avoid it.

"Today is over. Please ask my father to continue to preside over the alliance. I'm going back to Mengjian Xiaozhu."

Shen Zhenyi didn't care.

Since the introduction of Mr. Wu Jian, he was not in a hurry to dispose of Shen Baihe, and ordered him to be put in a dungeon, but he left unhurriedly.

The others looked at each other.

Martial arts alliance? In the world of Shen Zhenyi's defeat with one sword, isn't Wulin League a big joke?

The older son was locked up, the younger son didn't care. Shen Shou, as the owner of the abandoned sword mountain village, had a mess in his heart, but he had to reluctantly hold the Martial Arts League.

This was originally a demonstration of the accumulated strength of the abandoned sword villa for decades, but now it has turned into a cloud of misery.

Chang Letian died, Lu Dingfu chased, and Shen Baihe prisoner.

Almost two-thirds of the strength of the abandoned Jianshanzhuang on the Ming surface was broken. Shen Zhenyi broke through the ninth martial arts and entered the Tao of God. It was a happy event, but he was stared at by an old monster who had not died for hundreds of years. More fierce than good.

Thinking of this, Shen Shou was even whiter.

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Master Liu Ru knows the righteousness and generously said, "Mr. Five Swords has many evils. Although we are far from being opponents, Lanke Temple has ancestral training, and we should work together with the abandoned Jianshanzhuang to resist this demon."

However, it is useless to say it. For hundreds of years, when Mr. Wu Jian is alive, the major martial arts forces will do everything possible to deal with him. Unfortunately, the opponent's martial arts are too high, and the siege has no effect at all.

——From the performance of Shen Sangongzi, it can be proved that as long as he enters the ninth state of martial arts, it is useless to have more people siege to a lower level.

Mr. Wu Jian's realm may not stop there.

What's more, he was so intrigued that only he counted others, and no one else counted him.

The only person who could get the message of Mr. Wu Jian was the imprisoned Shen Baihe. At this time, Shen Shou could not care about his distressed eldest son. He led Liuru and others to the dungeon for questioning, but Shen Baihe clenched his teeth and refused to say a word. Say.

"Sin beast! How on earth did you get to know this demon? Where is he hiding! It hasn't been recruited yet!"

Shen Shou's eyes were green and angry. I wondered why the obedient eldest son suddenly embarked on an evil path.

Master Liuru also advised: "Master, you are just confused. Mr. Five Swords has endangered Wulin for many years. As long as you can stir up the chaos anyway and help us get rid of this devil, the old lady should pleading for you in front of Lingzun and Lingdi. You have changed. "

When Shen Baihe heard him say this, he looked up and sneered: "Most well, even if I tell you the whereabouts of Master, you ca n’t take him. Even if you have the ability to deal with my master, old Zen master, what's your face? Can you persuade my brother? He wants to kill me, how can you stop it? "

Liu Ruyu is full of sighs.

Before he shot to Shen Zhenyi, Shen Zhenyi spared his life, and already used up the face of the old monk. If you want to keep Shen Baihe, Master Liu Ru is really not sure. The monk does n’t slang. He is not easy to lie, but can only be embarrassed.

When they were heartbroken and intimidated by Shen Baihe, and tapped to hear the news of Mr. Wu Jian, Shen Zhenyi calmly drew pictures in Xiaojian Xiaozhu.

Peach blossoms have been thanked, he painted exactly peach blossoms.

Chu Huoluo was on his side, tinting for him.

"Three sons, aren't you worried?"

Chu Huoluo endured for a day, watching Shen Zhenyi drew a day of peach blossoms, calmly calmly, did not mention the matter of Mr. Wu Jian, finally could not help but ask a question.

"worry about what?"

Shen Zhenyi drew a peach blossom, held up the scroll, and dried the ink gently. This is the question.

Chu Huoluo suddenly said, "Don't you know that the five-sword old monster is about to be killed? This person has been invincible for three hundred years, aren't you afraid?"

Shen Zhenyi dismissed it: "It is invincible because he has never met a real master. Not to mention others, if he was born sixty years in advance and met my ancestor of the Shen family, he would undoubtedly lose."

Shen Mengtian, the ancestor of the Shen family, founded the Abandoned Sword Villa in one hand and wrote the Manchurian Sword Scriptures. He is recognized as the first master in ancient and modern times by Jiuyou Land. It is a pity that when Mr. Wu Jian first appeared, Shen Mengtian passed away for a long time. Many people believed that otherwise Mr. Wu Jian would never have had the opportunity to be arrogant for such a long time.

Many people even think that Mr. Wu Jian simply did not dare to be born early because he was afraid of Shen Mengtian.

"just"

Of course Chu Huoluo knows this, but Mr. Wu Jian's momentum in the **** flame that day was also felt by herself, and hesitated again and said: "He may not be as good as Mr. Shen, but he claims to have arrived now Into the realm of God, practiced more than 200 years of martial arts, after all, you are still so young "