Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 1138

"My lord, if you don't hand him over again, our sword will be stained with blood!"

Ling Jun glanced at Venerable Falan, whose eyes were still closed, and immediately attacked the Buddha Bead monk. Boyong also attacked with his sword.

There is still a battle to come, and it must be resolved quickly.

The Knife Monk, who had regained his breath, pushed his junior brother behind Venerable Falan with one hand, and swung his saber wildly to resist the attack of the two teenagers.

It's a pity that two fists are no match for four hands, and after a dozen or so moves, he was kicked and flew away, but was caught by a skinny big hand.

"Brother, some things cannot be avoided!"

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and snatched the Jiedao from the monk's hand.

"you……"

Looking at the empty palm in astonishment, Jie Dao monk was shocked that the sword he had practiced for more than [-] years was taken away so easily, and the person who took the sword was his uncle who only knew how to drink.

"Snapped!"

"What are you, called Master Uncle!"

The middle-aged monk returned his hand and slapped the Jiedao monk on the forehead. Although the Jiedao monk instinctively avoided it, he couldn't dodge it at all. He didn't know that this uncle who can only drink is a master. master.

"Master... Master Uncle!"

Hastily and respectfully called the uncle.

"You, you, don't eat meat, don't drink alcohol, and don't be lecherous, even if you practice a broken precept sword, you won't be good at it.

Take a look, this is called breaking the precepts knife! "

After cursing, the middle-aged monk's face became angry, his skills exploded, and he slashed wildly with his knife.

The berserk skill formed a dharma figure, and he also chopped down with the knife, the knife's energy split the air, and forcibly split the air, as if the space was about to be shattered.

The move used is the Breaking Precepts Saber Technique, but its power is not the same.

Bo Yongling and Lingjun were dumbfounded by the sword aura all over the sky, and their faces turned pale as paper. They felt the terror of death and truly realized the gap between them and the strong.

That is the gap between heaven and earth!

But Shen Jingzhou naturally wouldn't let the disciples under his command be beheaded, and the sword energy surged to break through the middle-aged monk's knife.

"Go back!"

"Yes!"

Shen Jingzhou signaled the two disciples to retreat, and Bo Yong Lingjun, who escaped from death, hurriedly retreated, staring at the middle-aged monk in horror.

The opponent is too strong, even if he is not as good as his own master, he is definitely not too far behind.

"We haven't seen each other for 12 years, Venerable Faye, or the grandson of King Shattering Knife!"

Walking out of the sedan chair with a sword in hand, Shen Jingzhou quietly watched Wang Rensun standing with a sword.

This is an old acquaintance.

"I said how I vaguely sensed a familiar aura a month ago. It turned out to be you, a man and woman. It's not in vain. I quit drinking for a month and practiced swords for a month!"

Murderous intentions emerged, Wang Rensun had expected this day, and had been waiting for this day.

As early as a month ago, he had vaguely sensed a familiar aura appearing in the city, and guessed at that time that an acquaintance had come.

It happened that the period of 12 years had come, and the other party must have come here in a bad way, maybe it was because of that child.

The child had to leave safely, so he picked up the knife that hadn't been touched for 12 years, just to escort the child away.

This can also relieve some of the guilt in my heart.

"I haven't used a knife for 12 years, what's the use of practicing for a month?"

With a chuckle, Shen Jingzhou's skills were activated, and the original green clothes slowly turned into ice blue.

Although Wang Rensun, who has not improved in 12 years, is definitely not as strong as himself, but if he works hard, he will be in trouble.

I have to be more serious myself, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

"Enough to kill you!"

The killing intent became stronger, and the Jiedao in his hand trembled slightly, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

It was unbearable infusion of violent saber energy, and it was about to shatter.

"Smashing Knife Style! You want to die with me!"

The complexion changed slightly, and Shen Jingzhou realized that there was trouble.

There is a taboo move in the saber technique practiced by King Sun of the Broken Kong Knife, and that is the technique of killing both.

It is said that Ye Dingzhi taught Fudo Mingwang to Wang Rensun, and Wang Rensun combined the essence of Fudo Mingwang and finally merged into a broken knife style.

Stimulate the potential of the body and the knife in your hand, cut a knife beyond the limit, and once killed the enemy by leapfrogging.

Although he can take this knife, he will definitely be injured.

"This move has not been used with all its strength since it was created. You are not male or female. Today you are lucky to see its brilliance!"

There was more grimness in the smile, Wang Rensun had already had enough of the days of self-blame and guilt, so it would be good to end it today.

"madman!"

Cursing secretly, Shen Jingzhou hesitated for a moment.

Although he was able to receive the knife, he would definitely be injured after receiving it. Even if the little monk was unable to catch it in person, the mission also failed.

"Uncle Wang, why do you have to work hard?"

Just when Wang Rensun was gaining momentum to the peak and was about to strike that fatal blow, a jade-like palm pressed on the back of his hand, suppressing the impending saber momentum.

The sound of Uncle Wang made Wang Rensun froze. After a moment of silence, he said bitterly, "You still recognize me as an uncle?"

No need to look, he knew who it was.

Now the only one who can call him Uncle Wang is that child.

"My nephew was ignorant back then, and I blamed my uncle. My father's death has nothing to do with you, Uncle Wang. Please forgive my nephew for being ignorant back then."

Wuxin sincerely apologized, ever since he learned everything from his master, he felt guilty towards Wang Rensun.

Wang Rensun was forced back then, and he has already regretted it. His words at the time were undoubtedly a sharp knife in his heart, and he must have had a bad life these years.

"But I shot your father after all!"

Still full of guilt, although he was forced to do nothing back then, he did take action against his best friend.

"So you owe my father more than you owe my mother."

Unintentionally smiled, I'm not afraid that you feel guilty, but I'm afraid that you don't.

"I knew it would be a bad thing to meet you kid, I pulled out my beard back then, and now I want me to break into the apocalypse for you.

That's all, that's all, I do owe your family, when I want to save your mother, let me know, I'll save this smashing knife for you. "

With a sigh, Wang Rensun knew that this was his own life, and he couldn't escape it.

"Your smashing knife style has long been outdated!"

Laughing, Wuxin took three steps forward, looking directly at Shen Jingzhou.

"Supervisor!"

He put his hands together and saluted, Wuxin still smiled, this is also an acquaintance!

"Don't call me chief supervisor, that's only the one in the palace."

Putting the long sword back into its sheath, Shen Jingzhou corrected.

"Eunuch Jinxian!"

With a chuckle, he changed his address inadvertently.

"You are so respectful that I am a little uncomfortable. Where is the white-clothed evil monk who had a drink with me back then?"

Slanting his eyes, Shen Jingzhou felt regretful.

A very interesting little monk, but unfortunately his background is not good, even he can only save his life.

"Elder-in-law Jinxian came to drink with the little monk at the beginning, but this time he came to arrest me. Naturally, there is a little difference."

Wuxin's eyes fell on the master and many senior brothers who walked in from the main entrance, and he became more confident.

If you, Shen Jingzhou, can still take me away, the little monk will take your surname!
Shen Jingzhou turned around and swept across the crowd who came in behind, with a look of disdain.

"Is this why you dare to show up?"

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(Tian: I always feel that Tian is underestimated, so I have to write it down in a small notebook, and I will return it ten thousand times in the future!)

(End of this chapter)