Shen Xiu's request seemed very abrupt, causing the old monk Lishan to look at him in surprise.
Although he was a little confused by Shen Xiu's request, Old Monk Li Shan still stopped his fist shining with golden light and made way for him.
After saying thank you, Chen Xiu stood in front of the black-armored soldier who was lying on the ground and was as angry as a gossamer.
Looking at the broken black armor and shattered chest, Shen Xiu's wrist surged with strength, and then he quietly pressed down on the head of the black-armored soldier.
Click.
There was a slight crisp sound of broken bones.
The head of this black-armored underworld soldier was directly shattered into a pile of mosaics, and black liquid flowed all over the ground. A rather powerful alien creature was completely gone.
After dealing with the black-armored pawn with his own hands, Chen Xiu did not immediately test whether he could summon the ghost of the black-armored pawn. Next to him was the eminent monk Lishan from the Vajra Temple.
He doesn't want to show his ability just yet. Hell Yama's ability is tyrannical, but its external performance is actually very similar to the methods of those evil factions.
Shen Xiu didn't know the Taste and Taste preferences of this eminent monk from Mount Li, so it would be better to keep a low profile.
In the following time, the two of them searched the wild forest to the south and found a place with a strong atmosphere of the underworld. After killing all the demons in it, they did not find the aura of other black-armored underworld soldiers.
And here, Shen Xiu also seemed to understand the reason why Li Shan asked him to come with him. Perhaps it was not to help get rid of the black-armored soldiers, but to see if the exercises he practiced really had no side effects. Influence.
After all this process, Shen Xiu also saw what Old Monk Lishan had done.
Relying on the unique skill of Buddhism and his natural ability to restrain the creatures of the underworld, Old Monk Lishan alone was able to deal with two black-armored underworld soldiers who were comparable to the eight-level martial arts cultivators.
After killing two black-armored demons, the old monk Lishan kept his promise and gave him a token that belonged to him, but he also made an explanation to him and was not allowed to tell others about it.
Chen Xiu had some doubts as to whether the old monk from the Vajra Temple was interested in studying him, but now that the matter could be resolved peacefully, he would naturally not think of taking action.
As one of the three major sects in Yunzhou, Jingang Temple was so large that he felt it was difficult for him to resist.
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Danshan County is the last county on the edge of the Dajing Dynasty, located on the southernmost side of Dongshan County.
This is the border with Qingyun County. Once you cross this area, you will reach the sphere of influence of Qingyun Giant City.
After bidding farewell to the eminent monk of Vajra Temple, Chen Xiu once again embarked on the road heading south.
After two days of driving on the road, we have left the edge of Dongshan County. After more than ten miles, we can enter Danshan County.
However, at this moment, Shen Xiu on the carriage suddenly noticed that the surrounding environment was a little cold and extremely quiet, which made him feel suddenly alert.
Coincidentally, at this time, the ghost of an eighth-level martial artist also sent him a reminder.
Obviously, something unusual seems to have happened around here.
"parking."
Shen Xiu frowned and said, then walked out of the carriage.
Chen Xiu discovered that he was on a forest road. The woods were not very dense, and large areas of sunlight could penetrate through the forest and reach the slightly dark soil at his feet.
There is a lot of sunshine in this land, so it should not feel so cold, but this coldness made him feel something unusual.
He drew out the sword from his waist and was on alert, but at this moment, he heard a burst of applause in the woods ahead of him.
"Bah bang bang!"
Following the applause, a black shadow walked out of the darkness in front of Chen Xiu.
"It's really good to be able to kill a person from one of my sect's helm stronghold. You can feel my breath from such a distance."
With faint words and a faint face, a middle-aged man walked out of the darkness, walked into the sunshine, and walked into Shen Xiu's eyes.
As he walked closer, the atmosphere around him seemed to be changing, and the cold atmosphere became stronger. The coldness seemed to come from all directions, as if it wanted to drown Shen Xiu.
The man's face is cold, as if covered with winter frost, and his eyebrows are curved, like long willow leaves, so this man looks very handsome, like a prince or nobleman who is the most important person in the world.
However, his robe was red, as scarlet as blood, and as he moved, it seemed as if waves of blood were surging.
"My name is Yama, so I want to keep you until the third watch." The middle-aged man's mouth curved in an arc.
As the corners of his mouth curved, the shadows of the trees between the sky and the earth moved, and the pine needles on the branches rustled down and hung in the air.
The next moment, needles filled the sky, arriving like shadows.
There was a cracking sound.
The moment the man appeared, Chen Xiu sensed the murderous intention in the place and understood that he had met his biggest opponent. He felt that the man's aura seemed to be one with the pine forest.
So he was always vigilant, the prison-suppressing dragon-elephant energy in his body was secretly surging. The moment the corner of the man's mouth curled up, he slashed out with a single blow, swallowing the sun with brilliance.
But he is not a swordsman, and his swordsmanship has not yet reached perfection.
So his sword light cut off the pine needles, but it couldn't cut off the sword that the man suddenly stretched out.
The sword didn't look like a sword, but looked like a bone.
Yama's sword is indeed not an ordinary sword, but a bone, but this is not an ordinary bone, but the strongest rib on the poisonous dragon's body.
As for the bones of monsters from the top of the continent, one can imagine how strong and tough they are, and how can they be matched by a broadsword forged from ordinary iron.
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Moreover, he had already entered the eighth realm, with half of his feet reaching the peak, but the true energy in his body had already been melted down to its essence, so how could Shen Xiu resist this.
So Yan Luo retreated, thrust out his sword, and hit the big knife in Shen Xiu's hand like a prophet.
This blow seemed to hit a fundamental point, and the blood energy and energy gathered in Shen Xiu's sword instantly dissipated.
Shen Xiu was quite surprised, although his understanding of the bloody sword technique had not yet reached an unrivaled level.
But in most cases, he can often cross the border and kill martial arts cultivators who are one level above him.
However, the opponent blocked it, and the blocking was not very difficult.
Only then did he know what kind of existence he was facing at this time, just that blow.
He already understood the opponent's true strength, which was much higher than the helmsman he met at the Blood Sea Sect's helm stronghold.
The other person's aura seemed to have merged with the surrounding mountains and forests. When facing him, it was as if he was facing the entire world.
It is difficult to deal with one person, let alone such a feature film world.
After one attack failed, Shen Xiu retreated continuously, widening the distance between him and his opponent.
As for the ghost of the helmsman of the Blood Sea Sect who warned him before, he had already been pierced by the enemy's pine needle-turned-sword offensive.
This made Chen Xiu feel very sorry. This was a guard that he had spent a lot of time collecting.
As a result, the martial arts cultivator who was also an eighth-level Huayuan could not last more than a few rounds in the opponent's hands. He had not expected such combat power.
Regarding the opponent's strength and cultivation, Chen Xiu mentioned it to a new level.
"Yes, but you killed my subordinates. If you join my sect, this matter can be revealed. If you don't want to, then I will cut off your limbs and drain all your blood."
The middle-aged man said, then licked his lips, looking particularly evil.
What he said was the truth. Before that, all he wanted to do was to crush the people who provoked their Blood Sea Sect to ashes.
However, when he got closer and saw that Shen Xiu had extremely inconsistent strength and cultivation for his age, he knew that he had met a rare genius.
The Blood Sea Sect lacks such characters.
However, his words reminded Chen Xiu, and he began to recall why the previous eradication was leaked.
There is no doubt that the other party is also a member of the Blood Sea Sect. He has already obtained his traces through some means, and is waiting for him here.
Nearly a month has passed since he left the Blood Sea Sect stronghold, met the eminent monks of the Vajra Temple, then annihilated the black-armored underworld soldiers in the town, and then to where he is now.
The man on the opposite side was able to find him at this position and wait for him. This made Shen Xiu frightened by the methods involved, and he also had a basic understanding of these guys from the Blood Sea Sect.
But what kind of place is this Blood Sea Sect? Can Shen Xiu not know? It can be said that the hearts of the people here have long been twisted and deformed. They are no different from those demon-like evil figures. How could Shen Xiu follow his wishes? Get involved.
But at this moment, after that moment of contact, Chen Xiu understood the terror of the young man in front of him.
The other party's cultivation level was infinitely higher than his.
"Oh, will there be any preferential treatment if I enter?"
Chen Xiu pretended to be interested, but at the same time he was calculating all the resources he had at the moment.
He wanted to see if he could keep the opponent and kill him. However, after simulating various situations, Shen Xiu discovered that it seemed that he was closer to the opponent by using the golden cicada's ability to escape from the shell.
So the chances of winning this time are still quite limited.
Thinking of this, Shen Xiu concentrated his energy, and the traces of real power were quietly injected into the black sword behind him that he had never used and was used to warm up.
"Preferential treatment?"
After hearing Chen Xiu's whimsical words, the middle-aged man's eyes paused slightly and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
But just when his gaze paused, the black sword hanging behind Chen Xiu made an extremely harsh sound.
However, with lightning speed, Shen Xiuyi activated the sword control technique in an instant, and the next moment, his palm directly grasped the hilt of the long sword and shot it straight into the sky.
This was faster than him rising into the air.
This situation immediately alarmed Yama, and a trace of annoyance and surprise appeared on his eyebrows.
Then he let go of his palm in an instant, and the Poison Dragon Sword in his hand shot out of the air. Its speed was even faster, passing through the air, crossing the distance of time, and severely hitting the black man who was stepped on by Shen Xiu in mid-air. On the sword.
With a harsh sound of metal clanging, it vibrated under the clear sky, and the tough black sword was directly thrown away.
Shen Xiu's figure paused and suddenly fell into the Nanjiang River below him.
However, Shen Xiu fell into the Nanjiang River and did not swim out. Instead, he held his breath and sank to the bottom of the river. His true power flowed and he flew forward along the mud bed at the bottom of the river.
Seeing Shen Xiu's figure falling to the bottom of the river, the man in red grinned, with an extremely contemptuous expression on his face.
The next moment he stepped out, he appeared dozens of feet away like a ghost, directly on the bank of the Nanjiang River.
Looking at the Nanjiang River that was running endlessly and unable to see the bottom of the river, Yan Luo had a cruel smile on his lips. He waved his hand casually, and the extremely short bone sword came out of his sleeve again, and then rushed up to the Nanjiang River. high altitude.
As the aura condensed, the bone sword got higher and higher, and the aura it emitted became more and more terrifying. When it reached a certain peak, the bone sword fell down.
The sword was black and short, but at this moment it seemed like a meteorite falling from the sky, exerting great power.
Because of his extremely fast speed, his front part directly pierced the air, making a deafening roar.
Yan Luo by the river waved his hand again, and the speed of the bone sword increased a few points, and it hit the position he felt.
Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, and the waves in the river exploded, setting off huge waves, like a tsunami.
The river stopped flowing, directly exposing the silt and river sand on the lowered river bottom, and the black mud in the lower layer of the silt.
The power of a sword is like coming from heaven.
However, Yan Luo was a little dissatisfied with this. It stands to reason that under such an attack, a small seventh-level Wu Xiujuan would have no chance of surviving.
However, Shen Xiu disappeared from his perception.
The disappearance was almost inexplicable.
Yes, in his spiritual perception, he didn't notice Chen Xiu's corpse, nor did he notice every breath on his body.
Obviously, Shen Xiu absconded.
Escaping in an almost weird way that he barely understands.
Yan Luo was a little surprised, even surprised. Because a stronghold was wiped out last time, he tracked it to the edge of Dongshan County.
He left two paths for Shen Xiu, one was to join their Blood Sea Sect, which would continue to have geniuses of this age, and the other was to die.
However, looking at it at this time, he probably missed the target if he wanted the other party to die.
Yan Luo felt that Chen Xiu was giving him more and more surprises. But then he smiled.
His sword is the hardest and most poisonous rib of the poisonous dragon, so naturally, it is also poisonous.
And in the air strike just now, his sword had already cut through the opponent's arm.
Then the ending can be imagined.
Even if the opponent can run, he can't run very far at that speed.
Yama waved his hand, and the bone sword that fell to the bottom of the river flew back again and penetrated into his long sleeve.
The next moment, his figure stepped down the river, breathing out, constantly searching along the river, and bombarding the river from time to time.
In his thoughts, Shen Xiu stepped into the river. He was very sure that if there was no appearance, it must be some kind of aura that hid the body, and then the water flow covered it, and then fled along the river.
