"Blade of Doom?"
Xiao Chen stood up and muttered to himself, a little confused, and asked the remnant soul of the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor: "Is this really true?"
"Do you believe it?"
Although the voice of the blood-clothed Dragon Emperor in Dragon Seal was weak, it still contained a hint of disdain.
Xiao Chen was determined: "Then this monk is deceiving me?"
"Of course, I don't have too much dealings with these bald donkeys. They are always chattering, as if everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober. It's just a different way. There is no need for too much explanation, but that knife Every generation of masters did end up killing themselves with a knife... "
Xiao Chen was speechless for a while, and after talking for a long time, it turned out that what Zhenyuan said was true.
"This is indeed the case, but what the monk said about 'leaving' it to the Buddha for safekeeping is obviously selfish. Can't you see it? Let's talk about the sword. Why do they kill themselves with the sword in the end? It's just stubbornness and arrogance. I have a wrong understanding of the way of overlord.”
"The way of overlord is never to dominate the world. If you insist on your own way, you will trample the whole world under your feet and leave no way for others to survive. God, how can you leave a way to survive? Even if these people don't get the Overlord Sword, The end result is just as miserable.”
Xiao Chen suddenly realized: "So it's not that there's something wrong with the knife, it's that there's something wrong with the person wielding the knife, and the flaws in his heart are magnified."
"That's right, the person here is called Shangguan Lei. I don't know which master taught him this kind of temper and character. Even if he doesn't have a domineering sword, the final outcome is destined to be miserable. He is completely on the wrong path. If he happens to get the Tyrant Sword, it will definitely be the same, and he will end up killing himself with the sword. "
"Then the reputation of the Blade of Doom will be spread among people and gods for a while due to rumors and rumors. Do you think the sword can be blamed?"
After the Blood-clothed Dragon Emperor's explanation, Xiao Chen had no doubts at all, and it was just as he thought.
The injuries on his body have been fully recovered, and all three masters from Dongtian Paradise have appeared.
But there is another person who has not yet spoken first.
The Holy Son of Black Lotus is still hiding in the dark, waiting for him to appear in an unknown corner.
This guy seemed to be more cautious than he thought. A Taoist weapon did not make him tempted.
Forget it, if he doesn't show up, he will show up too.
If the Black Lotus Holy Son thought he was only asking about the strength of the Buddhist altar, then Xiao Chen would give him a severe lesson.
Let’s go and grab the knife!
With a body shape like the wind, Xiao Chen followed the steps of the New Fish-Dragon Technique and moved forward quickly in this majestic aura and pressure-filled demon battlefield.
On the other side, Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming didn't believe that Xuanguang Temple was really far away.
It was determined that he had "selfish" intentions and just wanted to take the Taoist soldiers to Xuanguang Temple.
Zhenyuan looked at Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming with deep thought in his heart. If these two people joined forces, he would be no match for them.
But this domineering sword, no matter it is the Blade of Doom or not, no matter who gets it by these two people.
In a short period of time, the strength of Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming will be greatly improved. It is not a good thing for Xuanguang Temple to have a competitive relationship. Buddhism also needs incense, reputation, and its own power.
It is not that it is far away from the mundane world and is not stained by dust.
I also have a more direct competitive relationship with these two people. In public and private, I can't let the other party get this knife.
But it’s really not easy to be kind now.
Zhenyuan thought for a moment and said, "I have a proposal. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it."
Shangguan Lei's eyes were filled with cold light, and he said in a deep voice: "Speak."
Wang Yueming nodded, willing to listen.
"Brother Shangguan, if I give you the sword, you will definitely be able to stop Brother Wang and I from joining forces." Zhenyuan looked at Shangguan Lei and said.
Shangguan Lei was silent for a while, feeling dissatisfied, but he still said truthfully: "I can't stop it."
Looking at Wang Yueming again, Wang Yueming shook his head and said: "Same."
"Okay, in that case. Then the three of us will make a gentleman's agreement. Whoever can block my palm will get this sword. If he can't block it, then it will belong to me and will be kept by Xuanguang Temple. "
Shangguan Lei sneered: "But what if I block both of them?"
Zhenyuan smiled and said: "Then I will withdraw from the Taoist battle, lead the disciples of Mount Putuo, and stay away from this dispute."
"Okay, then it's settled. The three of us swear an oath to the dead emperor's will. Anyone who violates the oath will die a violent death." Wang Yueming did not think about it and directly chose to agree.
No matter what, he felt that catching Zhenyuan's palm was a piece of cake.
Shangguan Lei also didn't hesitate. If he couldn't even catch Zhenyuan's palm, then he really wouldn't have to live.
"good."
Zhenyuan showed a smile, and the three of them made an agreement and prepared to swear.
Everyone else present looked surprised, wondering if they were crazy because they were so far away, and they underestimated Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the entangled Taoist soldiers' battle for a long time was finally coming to an end.
Everyone knows who this Taoist soldier will belong to in the end. Monk Zhenyuan, is he telling lies
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The sword in Zhenyuan's hand suddenly became uncontrollable and trembled desperately, trying to break free.
A majestic domineering force swept out from the scabbard, and strong winds suddenly blew up in all directions, kicking up boundless dust.
It seemed like there was something extremely attractive to Ba Dao, making him struggle desperately. Even Zhenyuan felt a little unable to control it.
"return."
It turned out that there was a soft shout, and the Ba Dao swung out and fled towards the owner of the sound.
After discussing it, the faces of the three Zhenyuan people who were preparing their hair changed drastically. They didn't know what had happened.
Whoosh whoosh!
They each jumped into the air and chased Ba Dao, but they couldn't catch him halfway. However, he suddenly discovered that a white figure stood on a hillside in front of him.
He stretched out his hand and held the sword firmly in his hand.
"Xiao Chen!"
Looking at the three people who were chasing after each other all the way, they admired the wonderful expressions on each other's faces.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile and said: "I told you three, in public, you have to determine the ownership of this knife. Have you asked the original owner?"
Shangguan Lei's face darkened: "I asked who took this sword away, it turned out to be you! I was worried that I had no place to look for you, so you came to the door yourself."
Before he finished speaking, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he flashed towards Xiao Chen to kill him.
Wang Yueming was thoughtful, and gently closed the folding fan in his hand without taking action rashly.
It's really far away, his face is the most exciting, he just thought of a strategy. It was about to succeed, but unexpectedly, it failed the next moment.
This feeling would make anyone feel uncomfortable and depressed.
Fortunately, he was born in Zhenyuan Buddha's sect, and his state of mind was stronger than ordinary people's, and he soon calmed down.
Seeing Shangguan Lei coming to kill him, Xiao Chen's face darkened, and without thinking, he held his hand on the handle of the knife.
The next moment, draw the sword out of its sheath!
The knife came out half an inch, and the bright light of the knife pierced the sky like a ray of lightning.
boom!
Thunder rang in the sky, and two different avenue apertures suddenly appeared behind Xiao Chen.
One is the Avenue of Thunder, and the other is the Avenue of Swords that exists in Xiao Chen's own existence. The two are intertwined and integrated with each other. The Dao of Swords and the Dao of Thunder, combined with Xiao Chen's Purple Thunder Art, are a perfect blend.
Shangguan Lei's face was solemn, he no longer dared to hold back at all, and shouted angrily: "Seven strikes of purple thunder!"
The knife in his hand struck seven times in a row when it fell in mid-air.
Each time, it triggered a thunder that shook the sky, the thunder rumbled, and the shaking ground trembled.
Rumble, rumble, after three swords, the only feeling left in the sky and earth is this majestic thunder.
The sky and the earth changed color, thunderclouds rolled in, and the air became dry. The knife in his hand absorbed more and more thunder and lightning, becoming bright and dazzling, like the bright sun.
Each sword triggers the boundless and majestic thunder attribute ability. Each sword is Shangguan Lei's peak blow, but every time the sword is struck, it will surpass the previous peak.
Seven peaks, seven peerless thunders were superimposed, waiting until Shangguan Lei's sword fell.
A thick thunderbolt from the sky, a sword thousands of feet long, fell vertically and attached itself to the blade.
Before the terrifying knife fell, the hillside beneath Xiao Chen's feet collapsed.
Lost my heart!
Xiao Chen did not hold back the sword when it was unsheathed. The opponent's seven purple thunder attacks could also threaten the existence of Xingjun level.
If you are careless, even if you hold a domineering sword, you will still be defeated.
Between the eyebrows, the swastika Buddha heart appeared. At this moment, the expression on Xiao Chen's face showed no trace of humanity at all.
Beyond the world of mortals, the seven emotions and six "desires" do not exist. The ordinary heart is gone and the eternal traces are achieved!
The domineering sword was struck with neither joy nor sorrow, like the iron-faced Buddha who could see through the warmth and coldness of human emotions in the world, and fell with one strike.
The tall Buddha Kasyapa appeared behind him. Following Xiao Chen's strike, he pulled out his sword and slashed it out mercilessly.
It's clearly a Buddha, but it doesn't have a trace of gentle and warm Buddhist meaning. It's very different from any Buddhist martial arts. This is the Maya Breaking Sword!
Shangguan Lei, who fought against him, felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he had committed a heinous crime.
Even the kind Buddha was ruthless towards him and killed him. He couldn't help but panic, and there was a slight flaw in his state of mind.
The two swords were fighting, and this weak flaw expanded infinitely under the attack of the two great skills.
Click!
A crisp collision sound was heard, and the treasure weapon in Shangguan Lei's hand was broken in response. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The moment the knife was broken, his aura fell to the bottom, and he was severely pushed back by the two powers of Xiao Chen.
With both feet on the ground, he looked at the broken knife in his hand. Shangguan Lei's face was extremely ugly, and there was a terrible knife mark on his chest.
This knife cut off the bones and flesh of his chest in one breath, and almost cut him in half at the waist.
But there was no blood spilled, because the sword's intention was too overbearing, and the remnants and gaps blocked the wound from healing and prevented blood from spilling.
With a plop, Shangguan Lei roared silently in pain, threw his head back and fell to the ground, unconscious.
As for Xiao Chen, his arms were numb and his palms were cracked. The bones of the right hand holding the knife were shattered the moment the hand was handed over, and if it held on for a moment longer, the entire arm would be wasted.
Clang!
Sheathing the sword, Xiao Chen said coldly: "This is my Xiao Chen's sword. No one but me has the right to decide whether it should go or stay. Not even you who are really far away!"
He glanced at Zhenyuan, who was eager to try, obviously wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to take action. --30245+dsuaahhh+23485277-->