The last paragraph of the first level of the Great Emperor Sutra.
Chen Xianchao didn't understand it before, but after Shen Tutian's sword made him experience life and death, he had vaguely seen the two emperors above Guan Shen.
It was precisely because of the illusory Dragon Emperor and Xiang Emperor that Shen Tutian's sword did not cut off his head.
Under the siege of Shengzhuang Lin Jing and others, all the dragon and elephant spiritual energy of the forty-eight martial arts broke out, and he truly saw the existence of the Dragon Emperor and the Elephant Emperor.
From that moment on, Chen Xianchao was convinced that the Six Death Veins of Guan Shen were meant to control the Dragon and Elephant Twin Emperors.
This is the true method of cultivation in the Great Emperor Sutra.
And that ancient book on martial arts is simply a disguise for the Great Emperor's Scripture to deceive the world. Its tyranny is hidden in the pages of the book, and the way to open it is the blood of warriors.
But now, Chen Xianchao cannot truly understand the mystery of the Great Emperor Sutra.
But know it.
The cultivation method of condensing the Dragon Emperor and the Elephant Emperor requires breaking through the limits of the physical body and continuously condensing the Dragon Emperor and the Elephant Emperor with all the dragon-elephant spiritual energy in the forty-eight martial arts veins, until the Dragon Emperor appears above the Guan Shen Death Vein Pass, and the Elephant Emperor appears. The emperor comes out.
In this way, as long as his head does not fall off and his heart does not break, he will not die.
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The old horse seemed to be full and slowly pulled the carriage to leave again.
In the distance, the sound of bowstrings and the full moon could be heard.
call out.
An arrow broke through the wind and went straight into the carriage.
This arrow is like a signal.
The martial arts warriors who were surrounding him were still wary, but now they all rose up with swords, spears, swords and halberds, trying to tear the carriage apart.
Chen Xianchao appeared from the carriage.
Without giving anyone a chance to be ferocious, Jing Chao's sword flashed with cold light, and the sword energy swept across the throats of dozens of people.
Dozens of bodies fell like dumplings all around.
He is not as tyrannical as Wang Qi, and is even more terrifying than the Chongyuan realm.
The archer's pupils in the distance shrank, and the arrow on the bowstring was slowly released. He looked at Chen Xianchao beside him before he wanted to speak, but his head had already fallen.
When Chen Xianchao returned to the carriage, he had to seize the time. If he delayed any longer, Murong Qingfeng would stink.
He doesn't walk fast.
A large group of people were chased out from Wuzhou City, all of them were masters of the Divine Catching Division dressed in brocade robes.
Among them, one person is Xiantian.
Next to Chen Xianchao's carriage was a horse with black mane and white hooves. On the horse was a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, wheat skin, and a prominent black mole at the corner of his mouth.
He said.
His name is Tang Jianqiu, and he comes from Congshan Jianmen.
Tang Jianqiu didn't want to kill Chen Xianchao, so Chen Xianchao didn't kill Tang Jianqiu either.
"The Divine Catcher killed several people in Shengzhuang. They are really angry. As long as Fei Zhong catches up with you, you will inevitably be killed."
Chen Xian said: "If they want to kill me, I will kill them."
Tang Jianqiu said: "How many people can you kill? Do you know who Fei Zhong is?"
"have no idea."
Tang Jianqiu said: "He is the master of Shengzhuang and Lin Jing, the father of Fei Yao, and one of the three innate generals of the Divine Catching Department."
Chen Xian said: "Xiantian is also a human being, and swords can also kill."
Tang Jianqiu said: "Who knows where you got your confidence from? You don't know what state you are in?"
"I know my own level very well. If you are so afraid of this Fei Zhong, I don't understand why you still follow me?"
Tang Jianqiu said: "I want to see where you can go."
Chen Xian said: "Aren't you afraid that the Chief of Police will regard you as my ally?"
Tang Jianqiu said with a smile: "I am very capable of running away. I will definitely die behind you."
The two people walked together, but they only walked twenty miles.
Dust was already rising behind him.
"Chen Xianchao, where should I stand and watch you die?"
Chen Xian said: "Help me look after the carriage."
"There's a dead man inside."
Chen Xian said: "I want to send him home for burial."
Tang Jianqiu smiled and said: "You have killed so many people, how many of them have you sent home for burial?"
Chen Xian said: "He is the second one."
There are still 100 meters to go.
As soon as Chen Xianchao saw the red brocade clothes, he could already feel the killing intent surrounding him.
"Chen Xianchao."
With a hoarse roar, he shot towards Chen Xianchao with a sword light.
Jingchao's sword was unsheathed in an instant and collided with the sword light. The sword was as powerful as a galloping horse. Chen Xianchao still slid back seven or eight meters while grabbing the ground with both feet.
"Chen Xianchao, kill my daughter and harm my disciple, you deserve to die."
With the Xiantian Grandmaster's sword, Chen Xianchao's energy and blood were surging at this moment, and there was still residual power on the sword.
Hearing Fei Zhong's angry words, Chen Xian said: "They wanted to kill me first."
Fei Zhongdao: "You are a sinner in the Southern Dynasty and a key criminal wanted by the court. Killing you is an act of justice for heaven. Only by dying can you eliminate your sin."
Chen Xianchao said nothing more.
This is the territory of the Southern Dynasty, and the rules are also set by the Southern Dynasty.
The sword energy lingered on Jingchao Sword.
Fei Zhong's eyes were stern, and the sword in his hand flashed with cold light.
Thinking of Fei Yao's decapitated body, Fei Zhong was no longer the chief of the Divine Catching Department at this moment.
"Chen Xianchao, I will not let you die happily."
His speed was like a strong wind. When he finished speaking, the sword in his hand was already pointing at Chen Xianchao's wrist. He wanted to break Chen Xianchao's hand tendon.
Chen Xianchao's expression remained unchanged, while his arm sank, his sword swept forward. The sword edge swept towards Fei Zhong's waist and abdomen, but he blocked it with his sword. He slapped another palm and landed on Chen Xianchao's right shoulder, and then kicked three times in succession. The footprints were on Chen Xianchao's chest, and he stabilized his figure. He chased after him with his sword. In just a blink of an eye, Chen Xianchao left three sword marks on his shoulders and lower abdomen.
Looking at the new sword wounds, Chen Xianchao seemed to be a machine without pain. He understood that the Fei Zhong in front of him was not something he could defeat now.
But he longed for such a master who would kill him with a killing intent. Only in this way could he continue to condense the Dragon Elephant Emperor in a desperate situation.
"Fei Zhong, your sword is rusty. When I killed Lin Jing and Fei Yao, my sword was very sharp."
"Shut up."
Fei Zhong was furious and his eyes were bloodshot.
As soon as the sword rises, the strong wind howls.
"Jian Baichuan: Stream."
In Chen Xianchao's eyes, hundreds of swords gathered together, and the sword flew from Fei Zhong's hand towards him. The stream flowed continuously, and the sword energy was endless.
Jing Chao's sword flowers danced, and every time he received Fei Zhong's sword, Chen Xianchao's body slid back ten feet. Hundreds of swords fell. Chen Xianchao slid back eighty-four feet. Sixteen swords entered his body, eight in his chest and eight in his abdomen. .
"Chen Xianchao, you can actually block my eighty-four sword energy. But if my sword energy enters your body, I will first crush your martial arts veins, so that you can't die."
Fei Zhong's sword energy entered his body and immediately rushed into Chen Xianchao's martial veins.
However, before these sixteen sword auras showed their ferocity, they were enveloped and swallowed by the domineering dragon-elephant aura.
Fei Zhong frowned, Chen Xianchao was already attacking with a sword.
clang.
The sword in his hand screamed sadly, and Fei Zhong actually saw the sword in his hand crack.
"What a fast sword."
He screamed in surprise, turned his wrist, and the tip of the sword immediately pointed at Chen Xianchao's heart, forcing Chen Xianchao to turn sideways to hide. Fei Zhong immediately slapped a palm, landing on the right side of Chen Xianchao's chest. This palm was like a tiger slapping the mountain, and Chen Xianchao A mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.
Fei Zhong's sword caught up again and aimed at Chen Xianchao's throat first.
"No matter how sharp the sword in your hand is, your realm is too weak. In my eyes, you are like an ant. It will be easy for me to kill you."
Chen Xianchao tried to block it with his horizontal sword, but Fei Zhong's sword suddenly changed and fell down, pointing directly at Chen Xianchao's weak spot on the chest.
laugh.
The sword penetrated flesh and blood.
Chen Xianchao's complexion suddenly turned pale.
"I will let you die happily."
Fei Zhong shouted loudly, and suddenly slapped the hilt of his sword with his left palm, and the sword in his hand immediately penetrated Chen Xianchao's chest.
He stepped on the ground, raised his right arm suddenly, and raised Chen Xianchao's body above his head.
"Chen Xianchao, I want to crush your chest into pieces."
