Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 690 Chapter 689 Buddha Emperor Garan · [Using Sword Demon]!
Tang Lanshan and Chu Fan knew that they were not strong enough, and in a battle of this level, there was a high probability that they could only be held back.

In order not to become a burden to Zhang Guangmu, the two immediately retreated to a relatively safe distance.

The stinky younger brother Li Xiaoxiao, who is overconfident, is the head of Dou Chong. With all his enthusiasm, he directly pulls out the [Flying Rainbow Sword], takes a step forward, and comes to Zhang Guangmu's side.

Li Xiaoxiao was nervous, staring fiercely at Jonah, the Sword Emperor of Buddhism, and said as if facing an enemy: "The abbot is here to avenge his adopted son?"

My "Senior Brother Guang" is not a good person, I am afraid that I live too leisurely, I usually don't kill, and when I draw my sword, I will kill someone with a deep background.

Is this not?

Zhang Guangmu had just killed Rejuvenation Sword Jonah Ackerman in front of him, and immediately provoked the old monster.

From this point of view, [the peak of the original crown, under the moonlit night; the red lotus shines in the world, the mad king imparts the law] is not all a good thing.

The Feihong faction made a name for themselves and earned a lot of popularity with passers-by, but it also offended powerful characters like the Buddhist sword emperor Qiaoman.

"revenge?"

Zhang Guangmu shook his head, and said slowly, "He should thank me."

Hearing this, Xiaobai Tuanzi immediately entered the repeater mode, and sent out a sky full of similar bullet screens, most of which were "He started again", "It has to be you, Zhang Qian", "Although I killed your Son, but you have to thank me" and other barrages.

Qiaoman looked at Zhang Guangmu, there was not much hostility in his eyes, he just talked about it from left to right: "Everything is hard to give up, and there is nothing wrong with one's own wealth."

""Basic Sword Art" is still something without a shadow, let alone."

"The supreme treasure like "Red Lotus Sword Art" is also given to others..."

"The Mad Sword Emperor is really powerful."

The old sword emperor came forward to endorse and announced that Zhang Guangmu was crowned emperor today, which is quite credible.

It's a pity that there were no outsiders at the scene, and the ubiquitous Xiaobaituanzi couldn't communicate with people in the subconscious movie world.

Hearing the words of the Buddhist Sword Emperor Qiaoman, Chu Fan wished he could be reborn a minute ago, took out his phone in advance, recorded this passage, and immediately posted it on the official website.

It's a pity that this world doesn't seem to regret the existence of medicine and rebirth.

"Compared to these, the conspiracy hidden in the Demon Gate is probably far beyond your imagination."

Qiaoman looked at Zhang Guangmu: "In the battle of the destruction of the Demon Sect, the Feihong faction did not contribute, but there is a grievance and a debtor, and the Feihong faction who released the rumor of "Red Lotus Sword Art" naturally cannot escape the responsibility."

"When Lin An makes a comeback, I'm afraid that things will be settled after autumn."

"Although some of them boost the enemy's prestige and destroy their own morale, but to be honest, neither the old man nor the Daoist Zhao Zhengrong are opponents of the Demon Emperor Lin An."

"He has the determination to destroy everything, and he also has the strength to slaughter the common people!"

"The top priority is to unite all the forces that can be united, and please abandon your prejudices and join us in exterminating demons!"

First he exaggerated Zhang Guangmu, and then began to analyze the situation, explaining the balance of power between the enemy and us, and invited Zhang Guangmu and him to join forces against Lin An.

The old monk Qiaoman was moved with emotion and reason. This routine is useful to the vast majority of people in the world.

It's a pity that he, who seems to be sincere in his conversation, still reveals a little bit of pointing and domineering after all.

"They are all sword emperors, Lin An is much stronger than you?" Chu Fan frowned.

He felt that Qiaoman's words made people feel uncomfortable, but he didn't know what went wrong.

Qiaoman didn't pay attention to Chu Fan at all, and directly regarded him as air, without giving any face, but stared at Zhang Guangmu with scorching eyes, waiting for Zhang Guangmu's reply.

Zhang Guangmu looked sleepy, covered his mouth, and yawned: "You old monk, you only speak some beautiful words, and you are not sincere at all."

"Now it was late."

"If it's okay, I'm going home to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chu Fan, seemed to have come to his senses again, and said enthusiastically, "What do you want to eat when you go back? Grilled pork belly, and fried rice with sauerkraut and eggs?"

The perfunctory perfunctory of Buddhism's responsibility is beyond words.

Seeing this, Qiaoman sighed and looked serious: "What the madman said just now is very true. I really owe Feihong a favor, and I should thank the benefactor."

When the voice fell, he was half playing the game, half showing sincerity: "When Jonah Ackerman died, Joeman woke up from the nightmare and returned to this world."

Li Xiaoxiao, Chu Fan, and Tang Lanshan were all confused, and the little white balls whose eyes were not locked on the Buddhist speaker were mostly in a state of confusion at the moment.

Only Zhang Guangmu knew the truth a long time ago, nodded slightly, and acted as an on-site commentator: "Your [Buddha Sword], originally named [Galan Sword], is a rare spiritual sword."

"After you rescued a young swordsman who had been dead for a long time, you recognized him as your adopted son, lived in seclusion, and rarely appeared in front of people."

Zhang Guangmu's tone was flat, as if he was describing an objective fact: "In order to prepare for the Golden Autumn Yijian, I specifically checked the records of the top league Yijian and Wenjian in recent years, and I found an interesting thing."

"It's not just the regular games of the top leagues, but also the important ceremonies of the various sects. You and that young swordsman have never appeared at the same time."

Hearing this, Tang Lanshan was the first to react, her eyes widened: "No wonder! When I did fortune-telling for [Seven Swords Star], the fates of the rest of the people were detailed and clearly traceable. Only Senior Brother Guang With that Jonah Ackerman fate in such a blur, it's hard to see things!"

"I see!"

Li Xiaoxiao held her breath and looked shocked: "What kind of spirit sword skill is this? It can be done to this extent!"

Zhang Guangmu, who was next to him, said leisurely: ""Buddha Heart Seeds Demons"? It's almost the same! The smell on him is exactly the same as Jonah Ackerman."

"Although the old monk is hypocritical, stubborn, and stupid, from our point of view, he is much better than the evil, fickle, and intelligent Jonah Ackerman."

The rejuvenation sword Jonah Ackerman and the Buddhist sword emperor Qiaoman in the Seven Swords are essentially different bodies controlled by the same soul, but these two characters are divided between good and evil, and have completely different temperaments.

It's not a dual-purpose talent, it's the subconscious actor playing these two characters who has a split personality himself, just hasn't shown it before.

"The madman is as wise as the sea, I admire you!"

The old monk Qiaoman narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was wrinkled with a smile. Although he didn't break his defense, the arrogance and aloofness on his body instantly faded a lot: "Then, what is the madman's answer?"

"There are only two sword emperors, so it may not be Lin An's opponent. He has surpassed the limit that [humans] can define, and has become a brand new species of life."

"The current Lin An is no longer a human being."

"My old man calls him——【The Sword Demon】!"

"Join hands with the old monk, join hands to destroy this devil, the past grievances will disappear, how about it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Guangmu tilted his head, looked the old monk up and down, and said noncommittally, "Show me the [Galan Sword]."

"I have a vague feeling that there is some power hidden in it that doesn't belong to you."

"And the taste of this power is somewhat similar to Lin Chimou."

While speaking, Zhang Guangmu gently flapped his nose with his palm: "Although I only saw him once, the smell is too strong. Once you smell it, you will never forget it."

(End of this chapter)