In the Quanzhen Mountains, after Ling Zhen learned that Huo Di's intentions were not good for his fifth brother-in-law Lu Chi, he took the lead in shooting the poisonous needle, but failed to have any effect, and was blocked by the young red-robed monk with his long sword.
In order to defeat this demonic monk from the Western Regions who was very likely to be detrimental to the Central Plains in the future, Ling Zhen had no choice but to sacrifice his natal sword "Fire God".
In an instant, three feet above the head of the young man in green robes, there was an extremely domineering fire spirit statue, in the shape of a knight!
The Fire Knight holds a blazing sword in his hand, and Ling Zhen also holds a sword. The sword is named Hong Mo, and it is the beloved object of the Sword Immortal Yao Ying.
Huo Di looked at the handsome young master in front of him, who must be several years younger than him, and then looked up at the Fire Spirit Knight whose flames were more powerful than any bonfire. He raised one eyebrow and said: " Sword cultivator? Oh, there is something else, the magical power of the natal sword can actually evolve into the appearance of a dharma..."
Huo Di, the great disciple of the giant Buddhist monk in the Western Regions, suddenly raised his voice: "It's a pity that I am determined to be no match for this genuine Dharma image of mine!"
As if unwilling to be outdone, Huo Di softly recited a few Buddhist mantras, and the robe of the feudal monk unexpectedly glowed with a thick golden light.
It was as if there was a golden galaxy leaning on this young monk who was not very tall!
Ling Zhen looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
Because he clearly saw that Huo Di, who claimed to be the Sword Buddha, was covered in water-like golden light, which condensed into a majestic Buddha statue that was no less than that of the Buddha worshiped in Qingling Temple!
No matter who sees this scene with his own eyes, he will definitely be amazed by it.
The Buddha's light is infinite and brighter than the brightness of the sun.
Illuminating the earth, fully displaying the power of Jialan Temple!
This is the true strength of the apprentice of the Thousand Hands Master of the Western Regions. He can summon the body of a Yang God that is dozens of feet tall at will.
Ling Zhen understood that regardless of whether this person was a sword cultivator or not, at least being able to summon Yang Shen out of his body in this way was sufficient proof.
This young monk from the Western Region has a cultivation level of fifth-level consecration realm and above!
Facing the glorious and sacred Buddha's Dharma, Ling Zhen understood why Huo Di was nicknamed "Sword Buddha" and tried his best to gain the upper hand.
Be the first to strike.
At that moment, Ling Zhen's body instantly flew up and got into the Vulcan's natal magic, followed by a sword that spared no effort!
The fire instantly surged countless times, and the killing power and heat waves billowed from the huge fire sword, hitting the sky.
Ling Zhen and the Vulcan Knight swung their swords at Hodi together with almost identical movements.
This attack was originally extremely powerful, but after it hit the Buddha's golden body firmly, it seemed to be weak and powerless.
It turned out that Huo Di's Yang Shen Dharma couldn't be cut open at all!
At that moment, the inferiority complex caused by the huge gap in realm completely engulfed Ling Zhen, a twenty-year-old young man.
He stared at Hodi's golden body, holding the same huge golden sword in his hand.
The Buddha of Swordsmanship, majestic and dignified, holds the magic sword and cuts it down with one sword!
The Fire Knight, covered in flames, was severely struck by the golden magic sword on the spot.
The intensity of the fire decreased sharply, and a crack appeared in the giant Vulcan that seemed unbridgeable.
Ling Zhen is closely related to the movement of his natal Dharma. When the fire spirit was injured, he immediately vomited a large pool of blood and appeared!
When her life was at stake, Ling Xiaoxiao watched anxiously. Of course she couldn't bear to see her brother being so seriously injured, and was about to summon the villa's god general from the meat and wine market bracelet to come out to fight.
But before she could find someone to save her, she saw a brilliant and shocking cyan sword light shooting out from the Fire Spirit Knight's spell!
It was the time he saw it on Qingling Mountain that was used to repel the sword energy of Sword Saint Guan Bi.
His reputation is supreme, and he can defeat all the myriad magics and magical powers in the world with just one sword!
After the Sword Master's Green Dragon Sword Qi was fired, the Buddha's golden body immediately shattered completely.
Ling Zhen's Fire Spirit Knight, whose wounds were too large to support its shape, turned into a ball of fire again and returned to the sword master's eyebrows.
And Huo Di's Dharma Yang Shen, under the powerful attack of the Supreme Sword Qi, was also unable to survive in the world, and just turned into bursts of golden light and scattered in all directions!
Ling Zhen and Huo Di both had a lot of blood gushing out from their mouths and fell to the ground.
Due to severe internal injuries, Ling Zhen's muscles and veins were disordered, and it was quite difficult for him to function internally, and he was unable to continue to release the remaining two wisps of sword energy in Tanzhong Fuhai.
As for Huo Di, although his natal sword was extremely seriously damaged, his cultivation and internal strength were far stronger than Ling Zhen's. Although he fell to the ground, he still managed to stand up.
Holding the long sword wrapped in the holy light of Buddhism in his hand, the anger in his eyes was so fierce that he was about to spit out fire!
"You kid, watch me chop you into pieces!"
As a monk, Huo Di showed no signs of mercy at the moment and stepped towards Ling Zhen fiercely.
The speed is not fast, one step at a time.
With every step he takes, Huo Di's energy increases, his murderous intent becomes stronger, and Ling Zhen gets one step closer to death!
Ling Zhen endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up.
Although he could no longer use the Supreme Sword Qi used to save his life, Ling Zhen was not willing to sit back and wait for death.
He will fight to the death and fight with Hodi until the last moment!
The young man in green robe also took steps, walking forward little by little, to continue the duel with the monk in red robe.
But before the two could fight again, Huo Di, the meat-and-wine monk who came from the Western Regions, flew away with his whole body.
To be precise, he was kicked out with both feet by someone who jumped out at extremely fast speeds!
Ling Zhen, who was seriously injured, widened his eyes.
Ling Xiaoxiao was even more stunned by this scene.
The one who kicked, no, kicked the Kendo Buddha away, was an old man in coarse cloth without an arm. The old man looked haggard, but his expression was extremely excited.
He looked at Ling Zhen with blazing eyes and shouted loudly: "This sword energy is the sword energy of the sword god Yu Youcong?!"
Before Ling Zhen could speak, Huo Di stood up again and struck out with his sword with all his strength.
This time, the sword was not aimed at Ling Zhen, but at the armless old man who came out halfway.
The old man jerked his upper body forward and easily dodged Hodi's extremely lethal sword!
Then this old man without two arms actually bent down and picked up a blade of grass on the ground in front of Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao.
The armless old man bit the blade of grass with two rows of teeth, and unleashed his mighty true power in the direction of the Sword Buddha.
That unparalleled and majestic aura gave that soft blade of grass a magical power that was so powerful that it was hard to describe in words!
A leaf shot out, just like a sword delivered by the Supreme Sword Immortal.
With a force weighing ten thousand kilograms, it penetrated Hody's chest at peak speed.
Huo Di, the eldest disciple of Master Thousand Hands, leaned back and fell down after the middle stage.
The Ling family siblings were all shocked beyond belief when they witnessed the old man's powerful miracle of instantly killing Huo Di with just one leaflet!
"Senior, who are you?"
Ling Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and couldn't help asking respectful questions.
The old man in rough clothes sighed, "I can't be called a god, and I can't be considered a saint. My surname is Feng, and my name is Shanbai. In the past, my Taoist friends called me 'Lonely Sword'."
Ling Zhen was surprised. He put the long sword Hong Mo into its sheath, approached it, and saluted: "It turns out to be the 'Dugu Sword' Feng Shanbai and Feng Daxia who were the only ones in the martial arts world back then. I have admired the name for a long time, but I have lost my respect."
Feng Shanbai waved his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face, and said with a smile: "I am already a decrepit person, half a step into hell, how can I still be called a hero?"
Ling Zhenzhen said seductively: "I remember when Senior Feng alone defeated the five major demon sects in the martial arts world, split the sky with one sword in Baiguangya, and killed countless murderers. Such legendary deeds are familiar to the younger generation! But I don't know why later. , I have never heard the story of the senior again. I asked many people, but they all said they didn’t know. The junior just thinks that the senior has retired and is no longer involved in worldly affairs.”
Feng Shanbai nodded, "It can be considered a retreat from the world, but it is not a retreat of the initiative, but a forced withdrawal."
The old man in rough clothes lowered his head and glanced at his empty sleeves. "Without my arms, I can no longer hold the sword. I can no longer compete with thousands of evil demons. I have to leave the world I love..."
Ling Zhen couldn't bear it, so he asked solemnly: "May I ask who caused the senior to lose his arm?"
The former martial arts hero Feng Shanbai was silent for a moment, and then said three words in as low a voice as possible: "Yu You Cong."
Ling Zhen was surprised, "Sword God Yu Youcong? It was the Fish God who cut off the senior's arm?!"
Feng Shanbai nodded and responded: "Yes, it is the sword god Yu Youcong who stands at the top of human swordsmanship. My realm is not as good as that of Sword Saint Guan Bi, one of the ten star officials of the Holy Light Clan, but I challenge Yu Youcong's fate is similar to that of Guan Bi, except that he only lost one arm, while I lost both arms!"
Feng Shanbai burst out laughing as he spoke, "Don't you know it's normal? That time I asked for a sword, I specifically chose a place where no one was around, so that I wouldn't be so embarrassed even if I lost. Facts have proved that my choice was correct. , after losing to Yu Youcong, I completely lived in seclusion. I have been living in various mountains over the years. A few years ago, I chose Quanzhen Mountain, which has no Taoist temples anymore. It’s not bad, it’s quite quiet, I like it. "
Ling Zhen swallowed, and had a deeper understanding of how terrifying the old sword god was.
In this way, there are probably many more people in this world who have been defeated by Yu Youcong than he knows!
"By the way, let me ask you, the blue sword energy that was shot just now was made by Yu Youcong. I'm probably not so stupid that I can't tell the difference."
Seeing Ling Zhen's acquiescence, Feng Shanbai asked again, "Tell me where your sword energy comes from?"
Ling Zhen respected his martial arts predecessors, and truthfully gave Yu Youcong to his sweetheart Yao Ying, the sword energy transformed by the six strands of soul, and his mother also gave the supreme sword energy as a protective magic weapon to him, without any reservations. Speak up.
After hearing this, Feng Shanbai understood in his heart, "That's it. I didn't expect that you would be the daughter of Ling Pu and Yao Ying, the kings of the Shenyuan vassal. Well, no wonder you were born with such an impressive figure. Well, what a blessing it is to be born. !”
Just when Ling Zhen was about to say a few humble words, the footsteps of a large group of people came from not far away.
Looking over there, there were no less than twenty fierce armed men walking over in a swaggering manner.
The leader was a very tall man, with muscles so strong that they seemed to burst his clothes. He carried a dragon-headed machete with nine rings on his shoulder.
When he saw the pile of wild boar meat here, he immediately exclaimed: "Good guy, this pig is too big. This much meat is enough for us brothers to eat!"
Obviously, this giant man with a knife on his shoulder did not see the notice at the foot of the mountain, so he did not know that this vicious beast was a six-toothed porcupine spirit that had killed countless people.
Of course, looking at this person's domineering tendons, he must be a guy with extraordinary courage. He would not be scared to the ground by a mid-level ferocious beast, let alone a dead pig?
After the group of people approached, Ling Zhen's eyes were completely split, and he shouted in a hissing voice: "Little Taozi!"
The reason why he roared like this was because he saw a girl who was tied up and dragged away among the crowd.
The young girl's mouth was stuffed with cloth and she couldn't speak, but her appearance and dress were still noticeable to Ling Zhen at a glance.
She is the ten-year-old girl in the wine shop at the foot of Quanzhen Mountain, Xiao Taozi!
"you……"
Ling Zhen was so excited that she couldn't speak fluently, "What did you do to her parents?"
The burly man at the head took off the knife from his shoulder, held the nine-ringed sword across his head, and shouted viciously at Ling Zhen: "Who are you? Do you care about your grandpa and me?"
Ling Zhen's face was dark, and his body suddenly disappeared. He came to Xiao Taozi at an extremely fast speed, broke the hemp rope, hugged the girl, and returned to the eighth sister.
Because Ling Zhen's body movements were so fast, he didn't give the gangsters any room to react!
Ling Xiaoxiao untied Xiao Taozi, helped her take out the strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth, and asked eagerly and anxiously: "Xiao Taozi, what is going on?!"
At this moment, little Taozi, under Ling Xiaoxiao's gentle and eager gaze, could no longer hold back, and burst into tears. While crying, she said: "Dead, my parents are both dead!"
Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao were shocked at the same time. Ling Zhen shouted loudly: "Why? Why did they kill your parents?!"
Xiao Taozi cried so much that she almost collapsed. She choked and said: "They like me... they touch my face and my body when they come up. My father couldn't stand it and argued with them. He was slapped and fainted. My mother went up. I beat them and took off my clothes in public... After they bullied my mother, they chopped off my father's head. When my mother saw that my father was dead, she... hit her against a pillar and died!"
Ling Xiaoxiao felt so distressed that she hugged the little Taozi who had lost her parents tightly, but she couldn't say any words of comfort for a moment.
Furious.
Ling Zhen was furious at this moment!
He no longer looked at the extremely pitiful young girl, but glared at the group of knife-wielding gangsters with furious eyes, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Life is already very short, you evil beasts are still rushing to take shortcuts." ah……"
Suddenly, the sword flashed.
As Ling Zhen charged forward, Hong Mo slashed with his sword.
The head of the leading man fell to the ground and he died on the spot!
Ling Xiaoxiao was also extremely angry. She shouted: "Zhenwuying, come out and help me kill them all!"
The wine-meat market bracelet on the slender wrist of the girl in white flashed with light instantly.
Hundreds of cavalry warriors hiding in the secret realm of Wine and Meat returned to the ruins and jumped out one after another.
He strode forward and charged forward.
Unstoppable!
Not long after, in front of Little Taozi, the group of bandits who brutally murdered her biological parents were all killed by the armored army.
But even if all the evil villains in the blood feud were killed, Xiao Taozi's parents would not be able to come back.
Today happens to be this little girl's tenth birthday. Every year in the future, when she celebrates her birthday, she will also visit the graves of her parents to drink wine.
Birthdays are festivals!
Ling Xiaoxiao was infected by Xiao Taozi's sad mood and couldn't help but shed tears.
She took back the people in the Zhenwu camp, then held the little girl's head with both hands, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay, all the bad guys are dead, there's not a single one left..."
Little Taozi, who had no father or mother from now on, just kept crying, her tears soaking the clothes on Ling Xiaoxiao's chest.
Ling Zhen stood there blankly, holding Hong Mo Jian's hand, trembling slightly, presumably due to excessive emotion.
The armless old man Feng Shanbai came over and stood next to Ling Zhen. He glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao holding Xiao Taozi. He sighed deeply and said to Ling Zhen: "The sky has unpredictable events, and people have misfortune and good fortune. , some things are really determined by God. God is always like this, and likes to turn perfect things into imperfections, and turn happy things into misfortunes. Everyone in the world is pitiful, so pitiful! He controls the destiny of the world. God, can you open your eyes..."
Suddenly, Ling Zhen said something in a very loud voice, which even Feng Shanbai was shocked.
The young man in green robes holding a sword looked at Feng Shanbai and said sternly: "The way of heaven is ruthless, so it will not go with the world; the gods have no eyes, so kill that god!"
