A flash of white light seemed to scratch the horizon.
"That is........."
The moment the young monk pulled it out and asked, a white light appeared, making Su Bujin's eyes narrow and he couldn't help but trembled all over.
"As soon as the opportunity arises, ask and become an immortal!"
The artifact from the Western Regions, asked!
The young monk raised Wenwen above his head, and an unprecedented sense of oppression came. Even Su Bujin felt a sense of suffocation.
The oppressive feeling of the artifact is definitely not something ordinary monks can bear.
"..."
Su Bujin held on to the feeling of oppression, the bones in his body creaked, but endless light burst out from his eyes.
"There's no need to keep it..."
I saw Su Bujin's figure take a step forward, his perch climbed to the top, and he slowly spoke, his voice was as shocking as a yellow bell:
"The rain of flowers cannot exhaust the beauty of cherry blossoms."
"The light and shadow of a sword are not as sharp as the edge of a blade."
"The endless stream of light dances like a divine sword of victory."
.........
The group of blades danced like a giant dragon circling.
The cold light flickered, showing a deep chill.
Countless blades of light gathered together, and a huge divine sword took shape instantly.
"The four seas and eight deserts shine brightly on nine mountains and eighteen continents."
"Thousands of mountains and rivers, without me, I am the one who is unstoppable."
"Let me ask..."
Su Bujin's eyes suddenly opened, bursting out with endless light, and his palm was like a knife, slashing down hard.
"Who can stop me?!"
The divine sword cuts down, unstoppable!
........
"coming soon........"
Seeing the divine sword slash down, the young monk was extremely excited. This feeling that made his blood boil made him tremble with excitement.
It's been too long, too long since I've felt this way.
"Ask!"
The young monk waved the question in his hand and slashed forward with all his strength. A sword light appeared and met Su Bujin's divine sword.
Two artifact-level divine swords collided, and an unimaginably thick tornado of sword energy rushed up, alarming the entire Imperial City Forbidden Palace!
.........
"what is that?"
You Wuying supported the unconscious Cheng Yue and stared blankly at the sword energy tornado rising in the distance.
.......
"How could there be such a terrifying sword intent!"
Gu Yuetiao and Ji Yin also noticed the sudden appearance of the sword energy tornado.
.........
"...."
Yi Jiankuan looked at the sword energy tornado and said nothing for a long time.
.........
The Forbidden Palace of the Imperial City is a large hall carved with a golden dragon hovering around it.
Golden Dragon Hall.
A figure in black clothes appeared outside the Golden Dragon Palace at some unknown time.
Eight-winged Black Dragon King!
"..."
The Eight-Winged Black Dragon King quietly looked at the noble and majestic Golden Dragon Palace in front of him, then immediately took steps and walked in.
.......
Golden Dragon Palace Zheng
Perhaps because no one has come for a long time, the Golden Dragon Hall is very dilapidated, covered with dust and tangled with cobwebs.
At the head of the palace, there is a throne, and on the throne, sitting upright is a skeleton.
To be able to sit on this throne, he must have had an unusual status in his life.
"Da da......"
Slight footsteps sounded, and the figure of the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King slowly walked in.
"You came."
The skeleton actually raised its head slightly, and two faint green fires appeared in the skull's eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, making people shudder.
"You know I'm coming?"
The eight-winged black dragon king raised his eyebrows.
"I know I can't seal you for life. Sooner or later you will come out."
Skeleton said.
"You sealed me in that dark ancient tomb for so long, how should I repay you?"
The eight-winged black dragon king said with a bit of joking.
"I'm already dead. If you want revenge, I'm afraid you can't."
Skeleton said.
"Although you are no longer here, your artifact is still there."
The eight-winged black dragon king spoke.
"Haha, it's no longer here with me a long time ago. You can't find it."
The skeleton let out a low laugh.
"He's gone? Haha, what a liar. I don't believe I can't find it even after turning this Golden Dragon Palace upside down."
.......
The sword energy tornado disappeared, and everything returned to calm.
The surrounding ground is full of pits and pits, which is the result of being ravaged by the sword energy.
The divine sword has disappeared, not even the petals are left.
Wenwen had also been sheathed, but was still being carried behind him by the young monk.
Su Bujin and the young monk just stood facing each other, neither of them speaking.
"Haha, I'm enjoying myself today."
After a long silence, the young monk laughed heartily.
This feeling of using all his strength to fight was so satisfying, especially the blow just now, which made his whole body boil with enthusiasm and fighting spirit. It seemed that he had regained the feeling he had felt all year long.
"I'm not here to play with you, I'm here to kill you."
Su Bujin said coldly.
"You want my life? Is there any grudge between us?"
The young monk raised his eyebrows.
He didn't understand what offended Su Bujin and made Su Bujin so hostile to him.
"You have my junior sister's blood on you, what about you?"
"Junior sister?"
The young monk was startled for a moment, then suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"It turns out that the woman in purple is your junior sister."
The woman in the cherry blossom white robe in front of him turned out to be the senior sister of the purple-robed woman before. This surprised the young monk, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. Each of these women was more powerful than the other, and even the senior sisters had to go through it.
"Don't worry, her life is not in danger."
The young monk said.
Yiren Shuiqin just couldn't bear the power of the demon blood and fainted, and the young monk did not kill her.
"She won't go to school even if she's hurt."
Su Bujin still said coldly.
"Haha, it seems that you cherish your junior sister very much. However, if I were you, I still hope to leave the chance of defeating me to your junior sister. If you, the senior sister, do it for her, what's the point? "
The young monk smiled.
"..."
Hearing what the young monk said, Su Bujin was speechless.
"And I don't have any grudge against your junior sister. If I really wanted to kill her, she would have died long ago."
The young monk continued.
"..."
This is indeed true. With the strength of the young monk, it is not a problem to kill Yiren Shuiqin.
"And the most important thing is, if you and I keep fighting like this, it's not certain who will win in the end."
The young monk spoke with profound meaning.
This is the most critical point. If Su Bujin continues to fight with him, I am afraid that even if they fight for another three or three nights, there will be no winner.
Su Bujin has even used the Thirteen Divine Arts, which means she basically has no trump card. This is her strongest trick. Even Liuying Fanghua has not hurt him. Su Bujin wants to kill him. He was definitely daydreaming.
Of course, he himself had already used all his strength, and it was impossible to kill Su Bujin.
"..."
Su Bujin frowned and remained silent because she knew that the young monk was not wrong.
"Okay, but I won't forget this debt. If we meet again in the future, I will make sure you repay it twice as much."
Su Bujin didn't hesitate, turned around and left without stopping.
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