The flow of young people's singing and drinking water

Chapter 93: Angry Sword, Fairy Face and Heaven
"It's not that I'm dishonest, I just want to act randomly!" Tang Lian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"You don't move randomly, you move according to your heart!" Wuxin murmured, "Tangmen or Xueyue City, you seem to have made a choice."

As he spoke, Yan Zhantian's figure was approaching Wuxin step by step.

Wuxin's figure flashed and came a few feet in front of Yan Zhantian.Yan Zhantian looked at Wu Xin coldly and stopped.

Wuxin smiled and said softly: "Senior, your opponent is me."

"The divine feet are powerful and the clairvoyance is powerful." As he spoke, Yan Zhantian gradually raised his head and looked directly at Wu Xin.

"That's right, they are all powerful martial arts." Wu Xin said calmly, and then suddenly shot out, with a trace of true energy flowing out of his right hand.

He took a step forward and slapped Yan Zhantian with his palm.

Yan Zhantian didn't panic, he took out the Pojun sword on his back and placed it horizontally in front of him.

With a "Bang~" sound, Wu Xin's palm hit the sword.Suddenly, Wu Xin's whole body radiated fierce Qi, sweeping towards Yan Zhantian rapidly.

However, Yan Zhantian was not harmed at all. On the other hand, the fallen leaves behind him were all lifted up by this palm, just like the autumn wind sweeping down the fallen leaves.

"Ye Dingzhi's Great Kasyapa Palm, I know who you are!" Yan Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly.

As one of the four great demons in the world, Yan Zhantian was naturally very familiar with Ye Dingzhi.

"It's a bit difficult!" Wu Xin's expression remained unchanged.Then his body retreated sharply.

Suddenly, a burst of true energy emerged from Yan Zhantian's feet, firmly holding Yan Zhantian in place.

"It's still the Great Kasyapa Palm, but it's called Arhat Ding." Wu Xin said.

"Luohan Ding, an interesting change." Yan Zhantian still looked calm, as if he didn't pay attention to Wu Xin's moves.At the same time, Minghou beside Wuxin picked up the giant blade in his hand and slashed towards Yan Zhantian.

"But even the Buddha can't stop me!" As he spoke, Yan Zhantian waved the Broken Army Sword in his hand.In just a moment, the unintentional Luo Handing collapsed instantly.But the sword power did not stop, and the sword hit Minghou who was slashing towards him.

Minghou was defeated and retreated sharply.

Yan Zhantian seized the opportunity and ignored Minghou, but struck Wu Xin's position with his sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he jumped up unintentionally.Just before Yan Zhantian's giant sword fell, he dodged the powerful and heavy sword.

Wu Xin's feet landed on the tree trunk, kicked hard, and launched an offensive towards Yan Zhantian.

But for Yan Zhantian, unintentional attacks were like scratching an itch, and he blocked them all in an understatement.

Wuxin was not discouraged, and then waved several palms.

Just before Wu Xin's palm was about to touch Yan Zhantian's chest, Yan Zhantian controlled the giant sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him.Wuxin didn't dare to fight hard and retreated again.

Yan Zhantian held the Broken Army Sword in front of him with his backhand and struck out with the sword.

This sword was accompanied by supreme power, and the violent sword power rolled up the fallen leaves all around.A ray of sword light quickly shot towards Wu Xin, but the fallen leaves that were rolled up turned into powder and scattered in the wind the moment they came into contact with the sword light.

Wu Xin, whose body had not yet stabilized, faced this sword light and knew that he was outmatched, so he dodged again.This time, he took dozens of steps back, Wuxin put his right hand on the ground, and then reluctantly stopped.

"You have entered the realm of Xiaoyao Tian!" Yan Zhantian sensed Wu Xin's strength, his expression was slightly startled, but his voice was very calm.As he spoke, Bian Jian put the broken sword in his hand back into the scabbard behind him.

Wu Xin took advantage of the time he was talking to quickly get up and dust himself off. "So what if you enter the realm of Xiaoyao Tian? Facing a senior like Wrath Sword Immortal, you won't just get beaten."

Taking a few steps forward, Wu Xin said: "It is said that the Furious Sword Immortal only has three sword moves. I wonder if this young monk has the honor to see these three swords." Wu Xin put on an offensive stance.

"You want to see my sword." Yan Zhantian's face remained calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised. "It's good, you have the qualifications."

Yan Zhantian held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and a fiery red zhenqi suddenly emerged from the broken army sword, and Yan Zhantian's whole body was still like this. "The first sword, draw the sword in anger!" Yan Zhantian shouted.He suddenly moved forward, quickly drew out the giant sword behind him, and struck Wu Xin's head quickly.

Wu Xin didn't panic, and softly called out the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!" A golden heart bell wrapped Wu Xin's body in it.

With a sound of "beng~", Yan Zhantian's giant sword struck the heart bell.

Feeling the huge force on the heart clock, Wu Xin was forced to kneel down on one knee, and then barely resisted.

Yan Zhantian's powerful and heavy sword energy did not stop there. It stirred up the dust around him and then cut off the trees dozens of meters around.Finally, the sword energy landed on a small hill and then dissipated.

With a sound of "Boom~", although Xiaoshan withstood the sword energy, he was also split in half by the sword energy.

When the dust settled, Wu Xin's figure was revealed.It's just that Wuxin's condition is not good. He holds his chest with his right hand. Even with a defensive method like a heart clock, his body is still inevitably injured.

Wuxin stood up slowly and looked at Yan Zhantian with a solemn expression: "The sword of the Wrath Sword Immortal has a strong killing intent."

"Hmph!" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, "Yes, I do want to kill you."

"Why?" Wuxin asked.

Yan Zhantian said: "Since you know who I am, isn't it too stupid to ask this question?"

"Oh, yes, there is no room for action, and no right or wrong is involved in killing people." After a pause, Wu Xin continued: "The Wrath Sword Immortal never needs a reason to kill someone."

"If you have to give me a reason, it's because you are Ye Dingzhi's son." Yan Zhantian said in a deep voice.

Caressing the broken sword with his right hand, "The thing I regret most in my life is not fighting that dad of yours."

"So you come to bully my son? This is not what an elder would do, right?" Wu Xin said with a calm expression.

"That's why I want to kill you to relieve the anger in my heart." Yan Zhantian's eyes were sharp.

"Senior, it's not easy for you to kill me." A smile appeared on Wu Xin's lips.

"Oh?" Yan Zhantian became interested, "Why is it not easy?"

"Because I can run!" Wu Xin's originally solemn expression suddenly burst into laughter.The figure ran quickly towards the distance. "Minghou, run quickly, we can't handle this guy!" Wuxin said quickly as he ran to Minghou.

"Run?" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly: "Huh!" Then the giant sword in his hand surged with true energy again, and all the internal energy of Yan Zhantian's body seemed to be concentrated in his hand.

"The second sword, slash with the angry sword!"

Yan Zhantian suddenly swung out the giant sword in his hand. This sword was many times more powerful than the previous one.In an instant, a sharp and violent sword immortal flew towards Wu Xin.

"Don't look back!" Wu Xin warned Ming Hou, then turned around to resist the sword energy.

"Ah!" Wu Xin's figure flew out and landed dozens of meters away.And that sword energy cut the hill that had been cut in half again. The originally ordinary hill was divided into four in just a moment.

Yan Zhantian hurriedly walked to the place where Wu Xin fell. After a while, Wu Xin's body turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

"Impossible Phase Kung Fu, is this the Kung Fu Ye Dingzhi used back then? It's so good!" Yan Zhantian shouted angrily.

Suddenly, Wu Xin's voice came from not far away, "Senior, you praised me so much. It's not good enough. I will do better next time."

"Huh?" Yan Zhantian raised his giant sword and prepared to strike again.

But Wu Xin's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, and Yan Zhantian no longer persisted and put down the giant sword in his hand.

"Interesting little monk!" After saying that, he put away his giant sword and walked towards another place.

(End of this chapter)