Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 402 Disguise
Emperor Zhenwu raised his head and looked at the three-legged golden crow that was attacking him. There was neither happiness nor sadness in his eyes, and there was no slightest emotional fluctuation.

It was getting hotter and hotter, and he could feel that his armor made of star-cold iron had become red and hot, and even had a faint tendency to melt.

Unsurprisingly, when the real fire of the sun approaches, his unicorn black ink armor will probably be completely wiped out.

However, he still didn't make a move. He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to teach Mo Chen a lesson. Yes, he didn't dare to kill this evildoer, but it didn't mean he couldn't seriously injure this evildoer.

It's near, it's near, it's coming!

Suddenly, the long sword in Emperor Zhenwu's hand tightened, and the whole person disappeared in place, out of Mo Chen's sight.

Where did he go? !

Mo Chen panicked a little, but in the next moment, he felt a sharp and piercing sword intent suddenly appear on his back. He turned around abruptly, only to see a black figure like a god and a demon, with a long sword resolutely facing With a wave from below, the long sword that could split a continent, or even a small world, slashed at him fiercely.

come on!

Mo Chen yelled madly in his heart, without the purple gold gourd in his hand, he would not be afraid of the quasi-sage!
boom!
The real fire of the sun gathered into the three-legged Golden Crow outside his body surged crazily. In an instant, the three-legged Golden Crow doubled in size, and the pair of huge fire wings closed towards the middle, as if to Hold that long sword.

"Death to me!"

call out!
Following Zhenwu's loud shout, the long sword shot out of his hand, and before Mo Chen could react at all, before the fire wings closed, it pierced into the three-legged Golden Crow's chest and abdomen in an instant.

This sword was made by the quasi-sage with all his strength, and the Emperor Zhenwu practiced the way of the sword, which has already broken the limit that Mo Chen's eight or nine mysterious skills can bear. Like paper, the long sword pierced him straight through, and then flew out, bringing with it a handful of red-gold blood.

At the moment when the long sword pierced his body, Mo Chen felt a sharp sword energy filled with destructive aura, pouring into his body at once, destroying the meridians in the body non-stop.

He also couldn't support the three-legged golden crow turned into the real fire of the sun, and with a muffled grunt, he fell towards the ground, and in his lower abdomen, a transparent hole was clearly visible, and blood continued to flow out.

Emperor Zhenwu's stern face showed a bit of satisfaction, but just as he was about to say something, he suddenly frowned, grabbed his chest with one hand, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

He slowly landed on the ground and waved forward, the real martial sword that pierced Mo Chen out of a transparent hole returned to his hand, but the original sword body was clear like a clear spring, but now At this moment, it was red all over, not to mention the softening of the sword body, and the tip of the sword suddenly melted into molten iron.

The sun is really hot, and it really deserves to be a famous supernatural power in ancient times. No wonder people in the Yaozu Palace still miss their two demon emperors.

Emperor Zhenwu looked at his saber, and a look of shock flashed in his pupils. Although his sword is not innate, it is the flying sword of his destiny that he has collected countless heaven and earth spirits. It is unparalleled in sharpness. Needless to say, the power is so great, except for the long swords worn by saints, it is far better than ordinary innate spiritual treasures, but the one driving the real fire of the sun in front of him is just a mere Da Luo Jinxian. He actually crossed a whole big level and hurt himself!
That's right, it hurt Zhenwu. Although the natal flying sword is infinitely wonderful, it is still a part of Zhenwu's body, and even an existence more important than himself. If the natal flying sword is destroyed, his path will inevitably be hindered. seriously injured.

The flying sword was burned by the real fire of the sun in Mo Chen's body, and it became like this. Seeing that it can no longer be used in a short time, Zhenwu put away the real martial sword with some distress, and said: "There are two more moves, Do you admit defeat?"

The situation was obvious. Although both of them were seriously injured, Zhenwu still had the strength to fight, but Mo Chen fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

But in such an obvious situation, Zhenwu still has to ask, what is his intention?
The reality is very simple. Zhenwu loves his flying sword and wants to teach Mo Chen a good lesson. In front of the Palace of Eight Views, Mo Chen is absolutely impossible to admit defeat, and his sword energy invaded the body of a big Luo. Inside, this big Luo will definitely lose his fighting power!

But is it really so?

Mo Chen secretly drove the real fire of the sun, the sword energy in his body, when he met the best flame in the world, he rushed up like a natural enemy, but this sword energy was water without a source. When Zhenwu felt sorry for him with his sword, he was already driven away by Mo Chen.

As for the injury, without the hindrance of the sword energy, for the physically sanctified Mo Chen, it would only take a blink of an eye to repair the flesh, he deliberately kept it to confuse Zhenwu.

"I... I didn't lose, you let the horse... let the horse... come here..." Mo Chen said as if he had lost his combat power.

"Okay, very good, you hurt my natal magic weapon, you have some ability, since you don't admit defeat, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Emperor Zhenwu said in a cold tone with sword intent all over his body.

Buzz!
As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of whispers in the air, and countless extremely sharp sword qi emerged from him one after another, converging towards the air, and the sword qi converged in the blink of an eye. A gigantic sword energy was synthesized, and the earth-shattering aura emanating from it even surpassed the real martial arts sword just now.

"Could it be...you want...to kill me...?" Mo Chen pretended to be terrified.

Zhenwu has the ability to kill him, and if he can break through the real fire of the sun, he can pose a life-and-death threat to him, but without that sword, the sword energy alone cannot break through his defense, and Mo Chen has gone through the fight just now , found that his own sun real fire is also a threat to Emperor Zhenwu.He was waiting, and when Zhenwu relaxed his vigilance, he seriously injured Zhenwu in one fell swoop.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just want you to take care of the wound that has been hurt for hundreds of years!" Speaking of the word wound, he pointed his sword at Mo Chen, and suddenly, the giant sword energy flew out , and chopped off at Mo Chen.

This is the time!
Mo Chen jumped all over, the endless sun real fire emerged, and the whole person directly faced the giant sword aura, which did not cause any harm to him at all. When the emperor Zhenwu froze for a moment, Mo Chen had already reached Zhenwu's body. In front of him, the real fire of the sun rushed towards Zhenwu crazily!
"How brave!"

After all, Zhenwu was the Heavenly Emperor who fought in Beiju Luzhou. He reacted very quickly. When Mo Chen was about to burn him, he yelled, and the whole person disappeared at once, and when he reappeared, he arrived at Mo Chen's left. Pointing like a sword, a ray of sword energy gushed out again, slashing towards Mo Chen.

"Certainly!"

Suddenly, a soft shout sounded at the gate...

(End of this chapter)