God Killer

At this time, the brothers of Huoyun Cave all around are staring at the old monster, one by one, not daring to go forward. Their greatest hope is that the old monster can stay where he is, and wait until all the disciples of Huoyun Cave arrive. After that, everyone will do it again.

In fact, they may not think that their dozen or so big monks and hundreds of thousands of disciples can't kill a smoke monster, a student of Jingjianmen, but they don't have the courage to do it. They are either afraid of death, or smoke monsters, afraid of Jingjianmen. It can even be said that they would rather die than fight against Jingjian disciples.

What a brave man!

However, the smoke monster doesn't have the patience to wait until someone else comes to hug him and kill him.

The smoke monster glanced at Zheng Xian and said: "Zheng Xian, you go first, leave it to me here, you have learned my five swords, whether you like it or not, you are now my disciple of the sword gate, go find Caiyun, she has a fairy artifact to the Great Sword Pavilion, and that thing belongs to you from today onwards."

Zheng Xian frowned, he was a little confused about the words of the smoke monster in front of him, but the smoke monster moved his hand towards him, and a stream of light shot out from the palm of his hand, and went straight to Zheng Xian's chest.

Zheng Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around to avoid it, but the distance between the two sides was too close, so close that they were almost touching each other, and the distance of four or five meters was no different than no distance for a cultivator.

Before Zheng Xian could react, he was hit by this streamer of light, and the streamer entered his body. Zheng Xian felt as if he was standing still in the air, but everything around him suddenly flew behind him.

In an instant, at a distance of thousands of miles, Zheng Xian fell directly from the sky and hit the hard rock with a bang, smashing the rock into pieces.

Zheng Xian felt that his surroundings were plunged into darkness, and the face of the old monster appeared in Zheng Xian's mind.

"Zheng Xian, I still have 33 swords here. You can learn as much as you can, and find someone with excellent qualifications to pass on my Jianmen swordsmanship. I said that I want to ask you, whether you refuse or not. , you have to do it for me, Caiyun is in Sishui City, she should have come out of Sishui by now, find her, protect her, and she will hand over the Great Sword Pavilion to you."

Speaking of which, the monster's figure turned into 33 light clusters, one after another smashed into Zheng Xian's mind, no matter whether Zheng Xian could remember it or not, and whether Zheng Xian could bear it or not.

Zheng Xian sat up abruptly, sweating profusely all over his body, Zheng Xian felt that the time was just passing by, but in fact at least four hours had passed.

This is called Shudijian. In fact, this supernatural power has nothing to do with swordsmanship. Sometimes you can only see a rough idea, like a glance of dust on your fingers, how can you see clearly through the mixed air?

Zheng Xian stuffed a vitality capsule into the entrance, and after crushing it, guided the vitality force to infuse the emptiness pill, and then poured it into the limbs and bones of the body, until the body couldn't take it anymore, and when the whole body was scorching hot, Zheng Xian closed his eyes slightly , concentrate all the power at one point.

Shrink the ground sword.

Zheng Xian felt a force pouring in front of him, Zheng Xian seemed to be in the torrent, everything around him retreated rapidly, at first everything around him was still a shadow, but after the blink of an eye, everything around him had become One color line after another, and finally there is not even a color line.

Everything was completed in an instant. When Zheng Xian stopped in the air, his eyes were full of devastation.

The tens of thousands of vitality in Zheng Xian's body were consumed in an instant just now, and the consumption of the Earth Shrinking Sword was really huge.

Zheng Xian didn't care about the vitality on his body, there was a terrifying picture in his eyes.

The entire Sishui City was cut into pieces by chaotic swords, and the deepest sword mark cut the entire Sishui City into two halves. The deep ditch was like a moat, turning one city into two, buried in the gravel and chopped into pieces. Meaty corpses, it seems that these guys have been dead for an hour.

Zheng Xian looked around, but he couldn't see a living thing. Zheng Xian felt extremely lucky at this time. Fortunately, he hadn't fought against the old monster before. This guy's strength was unimaginable. I can't see any shadows, and it is estimated that the flesh and blood have been turned into slag.

Zheng Xian didn't find the old monster, but Zheng Xian, who had practiced the Jingmen Sword Technique several times, knew very well that the consumption of such a terrifying power was definitely not a tiny bit. With such consumption, the old monster probably collapsed by himself. Dissolved into slag.

Zheng Xian didn't feel sad about the old monster's death. On the one hand, Zheng Xian and the old monster didn't have a deep relationship, but they just drank wine and ate dozens of bowls of noodles together. In addition, Zheng Xian knew very well that the old monster wanted to die.

"Fool, idiot!" Zheng Xian whispered, such a guy is so stupid, it is an idiot's act to die for some irrelevant people and irrelevant things.

Zheng Xian forgot that before the old monster made a move, he was the one who made the move first, and he was the one who went to trouble the Huoyun Cave first.

Zheng Xian suddenly noticed a figure moving in the distance, and immediately moved to the side of the figure.

The figure had a dull expression and was almost buried in the chaotic soil. The muddy water and tears mixed together on one face, like a clay figurine.

This person didn't seem to notice Zheng Xian's arrival at all, his eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

"Now, I'm the only one left. The younger brothers of Jingjianmen are all crazy and bastards. My father died because of that shit, and my mother died because of that shit. My younger brother, my uncle, all of me Relatives and friends, all died because of that shit. If you live for that shit, what do you want me to do? You are all great heroes, and you all have your own reasons, but do you have any reason for me? You just try Do you care about my life? You bunch of selfish guys, I hate you to death, ah ah ah, I hate you to death...every good thing in Jingjianmen."

As he spoke, the figure burst into tears.

Zheng Xian sighed slightly, the disciples of Jingjian seem to be very famous, and they sound like a thunderbolt, but are they really good people?They never claim to be good people themselves, maybe they just know that they can't hold their heads up in front of some people.

What if it was Zheng Xian?If the truth of the heart and Zhou Jiaojiao were put together, how would he choose?

Zheng Xian was a little confused, it was really difficult for people to make a decision, Zheng Xian didn't like Zhou Jiaojiao, but it was also very difficult to tell him to give up.

There is no such a good way to have the best of both worlds. Many things often require you to make a decision immediately, just like your mother and wife fell into the water together. No matter what choice you make, you have to turn your back on some people. , and these people are often the ones you don't want to hurt.

With a bang, a beam of golden light hit Zheng Xian's chest, and then bounced to the ground, turning into a three-inch long dagger.