Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 8 Demonic Sword and Demonic Sense
In the dark night, after a busy day, Lin Chongyang returned to the house and began to meditate.

After getting along for a period of sixty years, he and Lin Tianxing worked together to thoroughly understand Yin Xiaoshen's ideological work.

The opponent has really looked at himself and wants to use the sword to protect the world, instead of being entangled in the boring victory or defeat. Under this premise, the probability of the opponent being found by the magic sword should be greatly reduced.

The one who has the problem now is himself instead. At this period, the cultivation base of the three realms is still not enough.

If he was stronger, would he be able to save more people?

If he was stronger, wouldn't he have to be so passive in everything he did.

If he was stronger, would he be able to avoid the tragedies that happened in front of him one after another?

Although force is insufficient, it is impossible to move forward without force. This is the arena, the arena that eats people.

Just as Lin Chongyang was reflecting on himself, a black-purple sword quietly appeared in the room.

Huge, evil, cold, and containing endless resentment and hatred, the devilish energy rises above the blade.

"surrender to me"

"You will gain power that is invincible in the world"

"Look at those fragile lives"

"As long as you pull me up"

"It will save them"

The invisible and intangible magic sound sounded, touching people's heartstrings.

Dark, evil, but full of alluring ideas began to invade Lin Chongyang's mind.

Sadness, loss, pain, guilt, self-blame, anger, confusion, remorse, unwillingness, and many negative emotions are aroused by demonic thoughts.

As long as he is stronger, stronger.
No, no, force is not everything, the sages have words to convince people with reasoning.

Force is only the basis for others to calmly listen to your reasoning. If you only rely on force to make waves, it is no different from animals.

The instinctive disgust reawakened Lin Chongyang's rationality, and it was understandable that the person who was approached by the Demon Sword was changed from Yin Xiaoshen to him.

After all, he has been a little negative these days, but he is not the kind of person immersed in negativity, then, it should be that the magic sword has already begun to influence him subtly.

If it weren't for his special background, he might have been recruited.

However, he knows how much weight he has, and the gap between the two sides is an insurmountable gap.

The magic sound that reached directly to the soul entered the ears, and it continued to strike Lin Chongyang's heartstrings.

"Surrender! Surrender! Hold the sword! Hold the sword!"

One move, he has only one chance to make one move, one move with full concentration.

After one move, no matter what the result is, he can only wait for his master to save his life. He has already recognized the reality, this broken sword is far more difficult than he remembered.

"Noisy!"

With a cold shout, Lin Chongyang opened his eyes suddenly, and the golden eyes shone brightly, as if the sun was reflected in them.

The buoyant holy energy and the power of the most yang, induced the yang fire to roll out, and enveloped the demon sword.

"Bold, how dare you reject me!"

The magic thought rises again, but it is even stronger, just like the gap between the sky and the abyss, making the Yanghuo crumbling.

At this moment, Lin Chongyang got up from the couch, and a red strange sword hilt emerged from his heart. He held the hilt with his right hand and pulled it out, and a red sword was pulled out from his heart.

boom!
Hard, masculine, domineering, and invincible, with the infusion of true energy, the power of the gods, soldiers, and emperors is stimulated, and the skill is pushed to the limit, and the thrusting air mechanism shatters the hair crown on the top.

The Fentian Yanghuo swept out, alarming everyone in Tianzong Villa.

"How wicked, how dare you touch my kid in front of me!"

With such a strong demonic atmosphere, Lin Tianxing, who had rushed back from outside, was furious. The broken sword that was making wind and rain outside was hidden in front of his eyes, and he dared to confuse his apprentices.

"Boss, calm down, you praised Chongyang earlier, now you have to trust him even more."

Yin Xiaoshen hurriedly stopped Lin Tianxing who was about to rush into the house. If he was interrupted hastily during the tug-of-war with the inner demon, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Huh~ Broken Sword, I will crush you into scrap iron later!"

After taking a deep breath, Lin Tianxing also knew that he was a little bit concerned, and the child he raised with his own hands was in trouble. How could he not be worried as a master, but all he can do now is to trust the other party.

With his eyes wide open, he locked the room, and began to charge his ultimate move. Lin Tianxing promised that as long as the broken sword dared to come out, it would be scrapped on the spot.

At the same time, Lin Chongyang in the room let go of his mind, the sword of the emperor held high, the acupoints all over his body circulated, qi and blood rushed in his body, the burning fire kept accumulating, the surrounding temperature was continuously drawn away, and all of it converged on the emperor .

It is the harmony of heaven and man, and the heaven and the earth are all in the same force.

"kill!"

With a sound of killing, his figure moved instantly, and the god emperor was wrapped with the extremely scorching sun fire, carrying the power to burn all things, and collided with the demon-killing sword suspended in the air.

clang!
The yang fire and the demonic energy smashed together, annihilating everything around them. In the next moment, the heavenly soldiers who inspired the divine power were slightly better, and knocked the demonic sword into the air.

At the moment when the Demon Sword was flying backwards, a blood mist spewed out from Lin Chongyang's mouth, turning into billowing flames and dissipating.

Outside the house, seeing the purple-black sword weapon flying upside down, Lin Tian Xing Ji made a move, Pei Ran Mo Yu's move, carrying the most holy aura, hit the Demon Suppressing Sword, and only heard a crisp sound, and cracks appeared in the The body of the sword did not break it.

The Devil-Breaking Sword used its strength to retreat, and Lin Tianxing chased after him, and he had crossed thousands of miles in an instant.

In the continuous see-saw of chasing and fleeing, the two crossed endless mountains and rivers.

Suddenly, the flight path of the Demon-Conjuring Sword deviated, throwing Lin Tianxing away for a hundred miles, and just when Lin Tianxing was about to chase after him, a silver-white dragon energy was involved, and the Demon-Contracting Sword was taken away in one bite, and disappeared.

In Tianzong Villa, Yin Xiaoshen began to heal Lin Chongyang's wounds. If it wasn't for his special physique, the move that broke through the limit could directly evaporate him.

"Brother Yin, did Master go after that broken sword?"

Forcibly mobilizing part of the power of the Celestial Soldier had less impact on him than he had imagined, and the injury was not particularly serious.

Of course, this "not particularly serious" is for him, and he needs to cultivate a year or two, which is a minor injury in a difficult situation.

After all, he is not human.

This time did let him test out something, Taixi Shenzhao was not as strong as he thought. Although he underestimated the impact of disasters on the plight, he overestimated the strength of these "gods".

Of course, with his current strength, he could be killed with one finger.

"You should think about how you will explain to the boss later."

After probably assisting Lin Chongyang to restore his martial arts to [-]%, Yin Xiaoshen said.

The opponent's martial arts are too special, and he can't do anything about the rest. If it is a normal person, at least [-]% of it can be recovered.

"There is nothing to explain, minor injuries, nothing serious."

He took out a brand new jade crown and tied his long hair back up with his keen sense of martial arts. Lin Chongyang didn't care about this, as long as he fished the person ashore intact, it would be a bloody profit for him.

Even if Xiansheng came, he was slightly injured today, as he said.

"I'll go and say hello to the owner first. While you still have time, use your kung fu to heal your injuries."

Regarding this, Yin Xiaoshen just wanted to say that he was worthy of being a master and apprentice. This hard-talking cannot be said to have nothing to do with it, but it can only be said to be exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)