high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 174 Prohibition on Beheading [Two Chapters in One]

In the water mirror, with a flash of Dao Sen's cold sword light, Chen Jizi, who was caught off guard, was split in two.

The next moment, he appeared around Chen Jizi's broken body out of thin air, swayed slightly, and cut the corpse into eight sections.

One point, one together.

Chen Jizi's pupils flickered, like candles in the wind, and his broken face was still unbelievable.

In the next moment, his breath was gone, and his vitality completely dissipated.

The boundless Milky Way, which could not see its beginning and end, paused, and even the halo that radiated hundreds of miles suddenly dimmed.

Then, accompanied by a crisp tremor, like the sound of glass breaking, the dazzling and shining boundless Milky Way collapsed into pieces.

Thousands of waters flowed freely and were no longer restrained. Chen Jizi's corpse fell into the ocean, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

In the dead silence, Bai Shu withdrew his hand and called Jian Guang back to his side.

The young Taoist in feather clothes looked lofty, and the sword light that seemed to connect the sky and the earth groaned softly, and then turned into a three-foot-long cold sword, whistling clear and clear, resounding like a bell.

Bai Shu pressed his sword against his chest, even though he cut down the boundless Tianhe River with his sword, his face was still stern, and he never relaxed at all.

In his eyes, a golden color loomed, like flowing lava, and the ghostly aura was like a big net, firmly engulfing the void.

But at this time, on the stage of observing the ceremony, some belatedly realized it.

Just now, what happened in that scene.

Amidst the loud noise, some people were ecstatic, and some people were mourning.

But Bai Shu, who was in the middle of the chaos, looked unmoved, he pressed his sword against his chest, and his spirit searched the world inch by inch, as if he was on guard for something.

"died……"

Cui Yuanzhou was dumbfounded, he stood up abruptly, his body trembling slightly, and he pushed a hole in the small ebony table in front of him.

The battle between the two was only in the blink of an eye, and with his current vision, he could only get a rough idea of ​​it.

First, the two of them shook hard several times, giving birth to endless brilliance, under the extreme speed of the body, Cui Yuanzhou didn't even see the movement clearly, and it ended abruptly.

Then, Chen Jizi suddenly exerted strength, shattered the five-colored rainbow light, and sent Baishu flying far away with his palm.

Cui Yuanzhou only thought that Bai Shu was about to lose, but in the blink of an eye, he flew up with a sword light.

The boundless Milky Way that could not be seen from the beginning to the end was broken, and Chen Jizi, who had just shown an invincible posture, was smashed to pieces by the sword light in an instant, and his body was not complete.

And all of this is as short as lightning, only in the breath.

"Is this dead?"

He yelled in astonishment at the monk Huiyuan beside him, his expression full of disbelief.

"I don't think so."

Monk Huiyuan didn't respond, he stared at the scene of the golden battle platform, and slowly shook his head.

"Chen Jizi of Luojiang, the leader of Da Chu's younger generation, how can he die so easily?"

He looked at the young man wearing the lotus crown with his sword on his chest, his expression did not relax at all, but he became more and more determined in his guess.

"Chen Jizi must not be dead yet." Monk Huiyuan smiled: "Looking at Senior Brother Shen's behavior, he must be secretly on guard."

Not only Cui Yuanzhou and Monk Huiyuan, but countless people on the stage watching the ceremony were also shocked, with surprised expressions on their faces.

"Dead?" Bai Xi shook her head, hopping to the old Taoist Hanxu's side.

The old Taoist stroked his long beard under his chin, chuckled lightly, shook his head and said:

"It's a fake body..."

"Why didn't I see it?" Bai Xi frowned.

Hanxu nodded his head perfunctorily, but he didn't bother to pay attention to her.

At this moment, a faint light rises quietly, as soft as fine water flowing into a deep stream, without any trace and difficult to detect.

"coming."

The old Taoist Han Xu's eyes moved.

A hand that was as white as jade opened gently, and it was stretched out in an orderly manner, like playing a pipa.

Chaos and chaos, faint and deep.

An early warning had just been born in my heart, but it was useless.

Before Bai Shu could unleash the light of his sword, the surrounding world was plunged into nothingness, the overlapping images were endless, the sky and the earth were reversed, and even everything on the ceremonial altar was presented in it.

The space is chaotic, there is no distinction between front and bottom, between virtual and real, true and false are all uncertain.

When the scene of heaven and earth changed suddenly, a shining radiance shot out from nothingness, faintly looking like a flying cone.

Bai Shu, who had been on guard for a long time, relaxed, and raised his sword to chop off.

With just one stroke, Feizhu Huaguang was wiped out, and with one more cut, the magic weapon was completely smashed into scrap iron.

The young Taoist wearing the lotus crown raised his sleeve and flicked, a ball of flames transformed by real qi flew out, and in an instant, the scrap iron of the flying cone was burned and melted.

There was a faint movement behind him, and Chen Jizi's figure suddenly appeared, and then disappeared in a flash.

Bai Shu wanted to chop off the flying sword, but he looked at the chaos around him and absorbed the killing intent.

While the thought was turning, the halo on the surface of Baishu's body circulated. Wherever he looked, there were five colors of brilliance, shining brightly, like a river of five colors stretching out.

He stepped on the five-colored river, raised his eyes and looked around, his eyes slightly sinking.

Dharma Realm——

The surroundings are dark and deep, and the light and shadow are constantly flickering.

Everything in the distance was completely folded, as if the space was distorted, as if trapped in a big chaotic hole, elusive and incomprehensible.

Even the five-colored river under his feet was suddenly moved and divided without a sound.

Bai Shu tentatively raised his palm, used the Divine Elephant Fist, and released an unparalleled tall five-colored idol.

It's just that as soon as the five-color idol took a step, its figure suddenly moved and disappeared, and then suddenly appeared dozens of miles away, with its body and head separated.

He raised his eyes, just in time to meet a smiling gaze.

"Shen Zhenjun."

Chen Jizi's sleeves fluttered, and he was slightly surprised.

As he stepped out, hundreds of thousands of Chen Jizi's figures were revealed at the same time in the darkness like a big hole.

They spoke in unison, and their voices resounded through the void.

"Shen Zhenjun is actually a Daoist Sword Immortal."

Chen Jizi laughed in his voice:

"It was almost about to be cut by Zhenjun Shen's sword."

He stared at the three-foot long sword in Bai Shu's hand, and sighed softly.

On the body of the sword, which is as clear and clear as water, are the ancient characters of "Baichilou" intertwined with three Dao patterns.

Dacheng's flying sword...

Chen Jizi's eyes flickered, and although his face was still casual, it was slightly more serious than before.

……

"Flying sword..."

On the other side of the battlefield, when the Baishu sword light was on, the young man with white temples spoke softly and read the name.

On top of his head, two sword lights criss-crossed like dragons, forcing Xu Yong to the point of panic.

"open!"

Xu Yong roared angrily, and using his supernatural powers, he slapped out with a palm, arousing a sea of ​​light, forcing back two sword lights temporarily.

The chaotic light in his eyes flickered, like a chaotic god who was sitting on the empty Yaotai, was about to open his eyes.

Chu Xun, who had white temples, looked serious. He pinched his sword fingers, and the two sword lights split into fine sword shadows all over the sky. Qi Qi rushed towards Xu Yong like ten thousand birds throwing themselves into the forest.

As soon as the chaotic energy of Xu Yong's double pupils was revealed, the corners of his eyes split open unconsciously, and blood and tears flowed from the double pupils.

"stop!"

Outside the arena, a person sternly stopped.

Chu Xun, who was secretly vigilant in his heart, turned his head, and from the viewing platform supported by clouds and mist, a fat man with broad bones, a stout body, and a face like a full moon spoke.

With a green lotus leaf under his feet, he flew out from the crystal palace group, and shouted at Xu Yong sharply.

"This battle, I admit defeat on Xu Yong's behalf."

The big fat man cupped his hands towards Mr. Zhemei, and said.

"Uncle..." Xu Yong raised his head and spoke reluctantly.

"Uncle, what a hammer, you are already engaged, and you still come here to join in the fun with the hammer."

The big fat man cursed:

"If you die together with King Guangling, or if something happens to you, your wife will become a widow!"

"Don't leave yet, do you want to wait for food here?"

He cursed again, stared at Xu Yong who was still hesitant, and waved vigorously at him.

Xu Yong looked at the scene in front of him, feeling helpless, he raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from his eyes, staggered and almost fell into the void.

Even his eyes were blurred.

Already exhausted...

When Shen Tingyun was almost chopped down with chaotic light, he far exceeded his tolerance limit.

And the backlash brought to him by the double pupil, even now, has not yet healed.

"Double pupils are the physique of a holy person, born invincible."

Before moving out of the golden battle arena, Xu Yong turned his head to look at Guangling King Chu Xun for the last time.

"If there is a chance, Xu would like to discuss martial arts with the prince again."

"The one who is invincible has never been physique or Taoism, but people."

Guangling King Chu Xun stretched out his sleeves, and the "mall" and "Xiaoqinghe" fell into the palm of his hand. His voice was faint:

"It's the sword cultivator who claims to be invincible, but Chen Jizi and I have fought dozens of times, but we have never won."

"As for martial arts." The young man with white temples smiled: "There is always a chance."

The two bowed their hands slightly, and Xu Yong took the lead to move out of the golden battle platform, announcing the end of the battle.

"What law world is that?"

Xu Yong covered his lips and coughed twice. He looked at the battlefield of Bai Shu and Chen Jizi, and asked in doubt:

"Isn't Jianxiu's sword escape extremely fast? Why can't Brother Shen avoid Chen Jizi's Dharma Realm?"

"Let's not talk about him, even if it's the Four Realms King Kong, it's absolutely hard to dodge."

The big fat man groped Xu Yong's body, and he was relieved when he saw that Chong Tongzi's injury was serious but not enough to damage Dao Ji.

"That's a magical power recorded in the "Small Void Sutra", which disturbs the direction of the void, moves around in disorder, and confuses the five senses."

The big fat man explained to Xu Yong:

"This Dharma Realm is unusual, it is not easy to cultivate, and it requires a lot of help from foreign objects, which is very expensive."

Looking at the scene like a big mess, the big fat man sighed in his heart, even he had never cultivated this kind of Dharma Realm.

Looking at the life of a fat man, there are only a handful of people who have witnessed this kind of Dharma Realm, but unexpectedly, they saw such a scene in a junior.

"It's not easy to cultivate in this dharma world, and it's very partial. I thought it was lost."

The big fat man smiled at Xu Yong:

"When this law world was created, it was used to target those sword cultivators who missed a single blow and fled thousands of miles. With a thought, the law world can cover a whole world, and it is absolutely difficult to dodge, and it is chaotic, gloomy and dark. , countless voids are folded and hidden, once the flying sword is released, it is absolutely difficult to find it."

"So powerful?" Xu Yong raised his eyebrows.

"How can it be so easy to repair?" The fat man shook his head: "Do you still remember your Uncle Heng?"

"Remember." Xu Yong thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Your Uncle Heng was bullied by a sword cultivator back then. After returning home, he asked the ancestor for this Dharma Realm and worked hard to practice it."

The fat monk was silent for a moment:

"When I found him, Uncle Heng only had one left leg left, half of his body fell into a barren hill a hundred miles away, and his head fell into a boiling pot, almost cooked, it was too tragic to bear. "

Xu Yong's face twitched and he didn't speak again.

This Dharma Realm is obviously aimed at sword cultivators deliberately, in which the void is twisted and twisted, kneaded at will, like dough.

Even with his double-pupil eyesight, he couldn't see the doorway clearly.

Jianxiu relies on the flying sword for all his abilities. If he loses the flying sword, he will lose his two arms.

And in this Dharma Realm, the void is tossed and moved, which is no longer a normal place.

Once Feijian is released, whether it can be retrieved is not an easy task.

"Can Brother Shen win?" Xu Yong frowned, and after the fat man flew back to a crystal palace, he said in a deep voice:

"Brother Shen is hiding a lot. I didn't know he was still a sword cultivator before. Thinking about it, he should be able to win, right?"

"I'm not him, how do I know."

The big fat man took out a radiant golden pill, stuffed it into Xu Yong's hand, and motioned him to swallow it.

"However, if he only has Feijian, he will probably lose this time."

"The Dharma Realm is deliberately targeting Feijian." After Xu Yong took the golden elixir, he asked curiously, "I don't know what it's called?"

"Decapitation is prohibited." The fat man's expression became solemn:

"Do you know who created this Dharma Realm?"

Xu Yong was taken aback, then shook his head slightly.

"The invincible immortal thousands of years ago, the heaven-sweeping man at the end of the Song Dynasty..."

The fat man's voice paused, and there was endless admiration in his tone.

"Wang Qiuyi!"

He spoke to the astonished Xu Yong in a deep voice, word by word.

……

Before the water mirror.

The three of them looked at each other, even Wang Qiuyi, who was always indifferent, was quite embarrassed.

"How could this ban on beheading fall into Chen's hands?"

Wang Qiuyi smiled helplessly:

"Back then, I had an opponent named Wanjian Zhenjun. I suffered a lot from him. This ban on beheading was specially created for him. Time has passed, and somehow it has spread all over the world."

"True Lord Wanjian?" The heart of Lord Qingli standing beside him moved, he said with a smile: "This name is rarely heard, presumably the lord used beheading to ban him, and it ended up with him."

"No, he has too many swords, he threw one and another."

Wang Qiuyi shook her head:

"I punched him to death."

Lord Qingli: "..."

"I really didn't know he was ignorant."

Wang Qiuyi turned her head and said to the dull Guanghui:

"I was thinking just now, why did the master care so much about this child, but I didn't expect..."

Before the god-footed monk was ordered by Emperor Xuanwen to bring Miaoyan, who had fallen into a human demon, to the South China Sea.

This great monk who had cultivated Tathagata Zen once put down his face and asked a question to that Confucian sage.

But now, Wang Qiuyi seems to know what Guanghui's doubts are.

At this time, Guanghui had already got the answer she wanted.

reincarnation...

His heart moved, and he thought of the young monk with an ignorant name just a few hundred years ago.

Before committing suicide, he did a huge thing. Even he, who lived in the South China Sea, was shocked by this thing.

"It seems that the reincarnation was successful."

Wang Qiuyi thought silently in her heart, and her eyes moved slightly.

"Chen Jizi..."

Guanghui on the side suddenly said: "Among the people who came to Dragon Palace this time, Chen Jizi seems to be the most outstanding one."

"It should be." Qingli Jun nodded: "Although Hengan can compete with one or two, it is not an opponent."

"Lord Dragon."

Guanghui turned sideways and put his palms together towards Mr. Qingli.

"If Bai Shu wins Chen Jizi, can you give him the Miluo Lantern directly? Anyway, isn't the Seventeenth Princess' default husband-in-law Li Feibai from the Great Demon Grave?"

dead bald donkey...

Qingli Jun cursed inwardly, but didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

The Great Demon Tomb and Qingli Palace have long had a tacit understanding. Whether it is Chen Jizi or Hengan, Li Feibai will be the leader in Qingli Lord's Dragon Palace.

As for the Mi Luo Lantern, which is used as a lottery, it is nothing more than changing from one hand to the other, and Qingli Lord is naturally in charge of it.

If it weren't for the killing god sitting beside him, he wouldn't have nodded so easily.

"This..." He hesitated for a while, avoided Wang Qiuyi's gaze, and nodded with great difficulty:

"If he is not victorious, Mi Luo Deng will not have his share, but it will be very difficult for your son to win against Chen Jizi."

"Looks like Lord Long made a bet with the poor monk, and the poor monk bet that Baishu can win."

Guang Hui said to herself:

"Since the bet has been completed, it is natural that there will be some extras. If Bai Shu wins, Lord Long will take the "Golden Cicada Nine Deaths Technique" in his hand as a gift."

"Why the hell don't you go grab it?!" The man in the bamboo crown and green robe was furious no matter how respectful he was.

"Monks don't rob."

Guang Hui shook his head: "It's just that this "Golden Cicada Nine Deaths Technique" has a deep relationship with Baishu, and the poor monk is just pushing the boat along with the current and doing a little bit to complete it."

"me……"

Lord Qingli's sleeves billowed up, involving countless killing formations, even the Shuifu was overwhelmed by the breath, trembling slightly.

But when he was about to kill, Wang Qiuyi, who had always been lazy, suddenly glanced at him lightly.

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in his heart, Qingli Jun's hands and feet were cold, and he froze even when he was yelling.

Damn!

"I..." The man in the green robe and bamboo crown forced a smile: "I... I bet!"

(End of this chapter)