Situ Zhuxiang held the sword in his right hand, raised his left palm in front of his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Ami...ah!"
Before he finished saying the Buddha's name, Situ Zhuxiang let out a shrill scream.
The cry reached the bottom of the Star Reaching Building, and everyone watching the battle was shocked.
There were many people at the bottom of the building who were skilled in cultivation and had extraordinary eyesight. They saw clearly what happened on the top of the building and screamed: "Arm, he broke an arm!"
The Golden Sword Buddha has now lost his golden body. In addition, he has lost too much energy at this moment, and the strength of his body has dropped sharply. Without any precautions, he was successfully attacked by a sneak attack!
What cut off the right arm of Situ Zhuxiang was a gorgeous golden sword energy.
It was a flying sword made by Ling Zhen who condensed the sharp blade of Situ Ran, the lord of Feihu City.
One hit.
What fell to the ground at the same time as the severed arm of Situ Zhuxiang was the gold ingot, one of the top ten divine swords in the world.
"you you……"
The incident happened so suddenly that Situ Zhuxiang, who had not yet fully reacted, thought that the fierce sword energy was from Wang Pei. There was a look of horror on his face and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
At this time, a slender figure slowly walked up to the roof of the Star-Zhaing Building. The man with withered hair said in a voice that could be heard throughout half of Jiangxin City: "Everyone, as a witness, I saw Wang Peiyong with my own eyes. A flying sword cut off the right arm of Prime Minister Situ, and I declare that the winner of this battle is the Young Master of the Supreme Sword Palace - Wang Pei, the 'Laius Sword Lord'!"
As soon as these exciting words came out, the emotions of everyone at the bottom of the building were pushed to the highest point in one fell swoop, with loud voices and loud cheers.
"You...who are you?!"
The Situ ministers grinned and asked, enduring the severe pain of their broken arms.
"I am your father, and my name is Situ Feixiang. If you see all appearances but no appearances, you have seen the Tathagata."
The yellow-haired man raised his head and smiled, "Good boy, if you don't want your other arm to fall to the ground, it's better to get away as soon as possible."
At this moment, another young man wearing a green robe arrived on the roof.
After Ling Zhen reached the top, he narrowed his eyes with a smile, looked at Situ Zhuxiang, nicknamed Sword Buddha, and said in a light voice: "Your golden body is useless, it can't bear my flying sword at all."
Compared with the swordsman Buddha Hodi, this fat monk is really far behind.
There is a huge difference in combat power!
Situ Zhuxiang's eyes were about to burst out with anger, he clenched his teeth and made a "crack-crack" sound. After a while, he glanced at the faces of Ling Zhen and Qiu Jin one after another, and said in a deep voice: "Please two more If you can tell me your true name, Prime Minister Situ will be able to seek revenge from you someday!"
The young Qingpao guest announced his family name: "I am Ling Zhen, who came from outside the world. You are welcome to seek revenge from me at any time."
Situ and other ministers were confused.
What kind of world? Do you think you are an immortal?
The yellow-haired man bent down and picked up the red-gold gold ingot from the ground, played with it casually in his hand, and responded casually: "You want to seek revenge from me? Okay, my name is Qiu. Jin, we are always waiting for you."
When Situ Zhuxiang heard this, he immediately trembled and asked: "You...are you really Qiu Jin, who is known as the 'Second Sword Master'?!"
Ling Zhen was a little jealous and turned around and said, "Brother Qiu, your reputation is so great that my brother and I feel a little inferior."
Qiu Jin smiled casually and said calmly, "That title has been abandoned long ago, why do you still mention it?"
He pointed at Wang Pei again and said with a smile: "Here, if you don't believe me, ask him if I am the bastard Qiu Jin who stole the most powerful sword in the Sword Palace for fifty years."
Wang Peichong nodded to Situ Zhuxiang and said firmly: "This person is undoubtedly Qiu Jin. He was the one who snatched Kaitianmen from my uncle Wang Qinghong more than ten years ago."
Situ Zhuxiang stared at Qiu Jin's face for a while and said loudly: "Qiu Jin, when I recover my skills in the future, I will definitely go to you for a duel."
Then the fat monk shouted angrily at Ling Zhen, the green-robed guest: "Ling, you and I will have a formal battle in the future, so that I can avenge my broken arm today. Farewell!"
After saying this, Situ Zhuxiang jumped down from the top of the Star-Zhaing Tower, which was about twenty feet high, and then flew into the distance with extremely fast movement.
Ling Zhen muttered, "Next time if I see you again, I'll let you change from a monk to a eunuch."
"Wang Pei, I haven't seen you for ten years, but you are still so weak. Your strength has grown a lot..."
Qiu Jin smiled and raised the gold ingot sword in his hand, "Since I already have Kaitianmen, I don't want the Exorcist Immortal in your hand, but this gold ingot sword is one of the top ten divine swords in the world. , it belongs to me, as my reward for saving you."
"Why did you save me?"
Wang Pei asked solemnly, lowering his voice.
"Because if you die, Yu'er will be sad."
Qiu Jin said slowly and thoughtfully, "It's been ten years. Your sister Wang Yu'er... should be married, right?"
"not yet."
Wang Pei responded seriously.
"Heh, that's good..."
Qiu Jin nodded, pretending to be relaxed and asked again, "Then is she engaged to someone else?"
"nor."
"Ha, that's better."
Ling Zhen's head turned rapidly, thinking about the relationship between this girl named Wang Yu'er and Brother Qiu.
You can guess it after just a little thought.
It must be another fragrant and beautiful story.
Qiu Jin quickly pulled out the black sword from his waist to open the Tianmen, and said to Wang Pei who was lying on the ground: "Come, let me give Yu'er's brother a gift."
He swung his sword lightly.
Wang Pei was shocked, his chest shook violently, and he felt an inexplicable energy flow into his body like a river flowing into a stream.
It's like a flood bursting its embankments, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
"This sword is called 'Four Seas is Home'."
Qiu Jin smiled and said, "Just put it away."
Ling Zhen naturally thought of that day above the Yellow River and below the sky, Wei Jie, the "Green Dragon Sword Immortal" who came from the exiled immortal and returned to the ruins, gave him a sword called Water Dragon.
At that time, Ling Zhen was actually quite yearning for the ruins called "Exiled Immortal".
I am infinitely curious and want to see what the rivers and lakes in other places are like.
But now, he was forcibly dragged into this world by someone unknown. As Ling Zhen had hoped in the past, he had entered a different world.
This taste is a bit beyond previous expectations.
Adapt, you can definitely adapt.
But it is not easy to get along well.
"You...what did you do to me?!"
Wang Pei opened his mouth in disbelief and asked in surprise.
"It's nothing, I just gave you a little sword spirit."
Qiu Jin said, "During these ten years of living in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River, I integrated my lifelong swordsmanship into ten moves and created a set of ten years of swordsmanship. The sword just now is the second move among them, called How does it feel to feel at home all over the world?”
The tremor in Wang Pei's chest stopped, and he calmed down to try to feel it. He found that his originally empty spirit chamber miraculously filled up again!
