Sword Stirs the World

"Younger martial brother juehai, don't you follow me back to the temple?" When master juezhi was about to leave, he took a deep look at Shen Jianxin and went through his autobiography.

Monk juehai shook his head, palmed his hands together, and calmly said, "monks don't talk. The task that elder martial brother gave me has not been completed, I will not leave! "

"Good! I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! Younger martial brother, since he has this consciousness, he will surely achieve good results in the future! " When master juezhi finished speaking, he drifted away.

In the twinkling of an eye, the wushuangcheng camp has shrunk by more than half, leaving less than 20 or 30 people.

"Strong grass is known by strong wind, and real gold is refined by fire!" Fang Weiling said solemnly.

"The wild wind can't burn out, and the spring wind is blowing again!" Chunyushan said with awe inspiring smile.

"Our matchless sword sect has these seeds left behind. Why worry?" Yu Caiwei said with a smile.

"Yes! Elder martial brothers and sisters are right! " Zhao Shanhe is not willing to go back.

Only Shen Jianxin lowered his head and said with a smile, "are they praising us? I'm sorry to be in front of so many people! Hey, hey

At this time, Shen Jianxin looks at his companions. Xiong Jingbian is seriously injured. He even has difficulty standing up, not to mention fighting with his knife.

Feng Xin'er's strength is too weak to be qualified as cannon fodder on such occasions.

Shen bite tiger is fighting, staring at a pair of eyes the size of a copper bell, angrily staring at Wei Zhongxian and the people of Shenglian cult.

The rest, such as Mr. Zhong, Arthur and Liu San, also played little role in this kind of battlefield.

However, there was another person who surprised Shen Jianxin that she was still in the camp of the matchless sword sect.

"Sister a Yue, won't you go?" Shen Jianxin leaned over and said in a low voice.

According to Shen Jianxin's consistent understanding of this holy aunt a Yue, she has never been willing to fight hard. Every time she came out to pick up a bargain, she actually stood on her own side, which is quite different.

"Who will miss the game when the two top players fight each other?" Ah Yue replied coldly.

Shen Jianxin thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "sister a Yue, I know you have many powerful means. Can we give Wei Zhongxian a hard time at the critical moment?"

A Yue shook her head and said: "no! It's too dangerous! This kind of thing is too risky, the profit is zero, and it's harmful to others. I won't do it. "

As soon as I heard her voice, it was possible to do it! Shen Jianxin was a little pleased in his heart and said quickly, "everyone is on the same boat. Please help. After that, whatever you want, I'll get it for you as much as I can! "

A Yue's eyes suddenly twinkled, like reviving, and said faintly: "good! I want the tripod where you make medicine. "

Shen Jianxin had no reason for a pain. He thought that he was really guilty. Even the most precious thing was seen.

"Good! It's a deal. If you are of great help, I will give you Yaowang Ding! " Shen Jianxin thinks that after this, he will go back to his hometown. Although Yaowang Ding is good, it's a waste to follow him in the mountain village. It's better to give it to a Yue.

At this time, Wei Zhongxian stood up from the chariot.

This gentleman is tall and tall. He has an awe inspiring sense of not being angry and powerful. He has the style of coming to the world.

No one in the Wulin, good or evil, can match him in terms of demeanor and bearing.

"Feng jiuxiao, don't you come out yet? When I don't know where you're hiding! "

After that, Wei Zhongxian waved his sleeve again. The wind was as strong as a knife. He cut to a shop on the left side of the long street.

WOW! WOW! WOW!

Only heard a series of crisp sound, so big shop was this sleeve force, cut off most of the roof and walls, all like a giant axe heavy blade.

In the middle of this fragment of Huan residual tile, only one stove is still in good condition.

A large pot of delicious beef soup is cooking on the stove, and Feng jiuxiao, the famous sword God, is guarding the soup like an old folk.

"What's the rush? I'm in a hurry to drink this soup before it's cooked. It burns you to death! " In mid air came the rebuke of the Lord sword God.

The long street outside is beating with blood and flesh, but the old man of sword God is cooking meat soup in the house. This scene makes people feel mysterious and mysterious. It must have deep meaning, but it can't help feeling depressed.

Is it true that these so-called great masters and great people regard everything as their cud dog, and the lives of ordinary people are no different from those of ants in their eyes?

"Old Feng who pretends to be a God and a ghost! I don't know how long you'll last! " Wei Zhongxian laughed.

Feng jiuxiao sighed for a long time, and with a move, he fanned out the fire. Then he stood up slowly and took out a handful of black things from the kitchen table.

This weapon looks like a sword at a glance, but if you look at it carefully, it's a burning stick that pokes the furnace.

"Life in the world, a hundred years in a hurry, in the final analysis, just eat and sleep! If I don't go to you, but you want to provoke me, why bother? " Feng jiuxiao raised her head, shook her head and sighed.

Wei Zhongxian laughed and said, "you can fight if you don't want to! Give me both the upper and lower volumes of wuliuzhenjing, and then abandon your martial arts, and I'll let you live! "

"Idiot! Are you out of your mind? Live an age, still can say so shameless words! Shame, shame

I didn't expect that Feng jiuxiao, the God of sword, could even utter rude words, and scold so thoroughly that all the disciples were stunned. I can't believe it.

"Wonderful! What a curse! It's a great time Shen Jianxin clapped his hands and said with a smile.

There were so many people present, many of them were masters of martial arts, but no one dared to take part in the curse battle between Wei Zhongxian and the sword God like Shen Jianxin.

No matter their seniority, fame or martial arts level, they are all the heroes in the world. Only Shen Jianxin, a newborn calf, dares to speak.

Sword God Phoenix jiuxiao extremely surprised looked back at Shen Jianxin one eye, smilingly nodded.

Wei Zhongxian's face is livid. What a noble identity he is. Feng jiuxiao, the old monster, just scolds him a few words. He is just an ignorant kid. How dare he speak out?

Li Mang in Wei Zhongxian's eyes flashed away, and a sharp wind with a sharp whistling sound shot at Shen Jianxin.

In a twinkling, this extremely fast and poisonous wind came to Shen Jianxin's chest.

Shen Jianxin had been on guard for a long time. When he saw Wei Zhongxian's finger move slightly, he immediately calmed down, condensed his Qi into a field, and then burst out.

Bang! Shen Jianxin felt as if he had been severely attacked by the bison. His whole body was shaking and his breath was scattered on the spot. It was difficult to form a "domain" to defend.

Then he felt that there was a breath of extreme Yin and cold, which intruded along his chest. All of a sudden, he felt as if he had fallen into the ice kiln and suffered to the extreme.

Just then, a slight shock came from his back shoulder.

Buzzing all of a sudden, the body is like the sun melting snow, a vast warm current through, the cold breath of the road in an instant melting into the invisible.

Fix one's eyes to see, originally is Feng nine Xiao to hand in person, the blink moved to Shen Jian Xin's body side, lightly patted a record on his shoulder.

"Wei Zhongxian, it seems that your Kung Fu is just like this. You can't hurt a child! Do you really want to compete with me? "

Wei Zhongxian, with a tight face, said harshly, "a joke! If he didn't have the foundation of wuliuzhenjing, he would have died just now! It's not your turn to save it! "

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of many people around suddenly brightened up.

"What a vicious trick!" Shen Jianxin suddenly understood.

Wei Zhongxian's killing is invisible. When he tells the public that Shen Jianxin has the skill of wuliuzhenjing, it means telling the whole world that in addition to him and fengjiuxiao, the sword God, there is another person who has the unique skill of wuliuzhenjing. Once he says this, Shen Jianxin will never have peace.