Chapter 1354: Heroes Have Always Been Young, How Many People Are Fearless when They Are Old?

Chapter 1358: Heroes have always been young, and how many people are fearless when old?

The sound of thunder rolled in all directions.

After the Holy Tribulation of the Xuanwu Vein in the north of the Four Symbols Secret Realm, the Azure Dragon Vein was not willing to lag behind, and a huge dark cloud rose slowly.

This scene once again made all the trial participants shudder with fear.

"Is there another person going through the Tribulation?"

"What's going on with this Holy Palace Trial? Are people still allowed to take the Trial?"

"It's outrageous enough that someone is canonized here, but now it seems that there is more than one person?"

"No, brother, look at the cloud this time, it doesn't seem like a Tribulation Cloud, but rather like... a mushroom cloud?"

"I don't care if it's a Tribulation Cloud or not, or a mushroom or not, just say that we can see the traces of the battle of the Azure Dragon Vein in the south of the Suzaku Vein, is this also part of the Trial?"

The trial participants were collectively silent.

It has been a while since entering the Four Symbols Secret Realm, and 90% of the trial participants no longer suppress their cultivation realms, and each showed their magical powers and broke through to the Grandmaster level.

The most evil ones among them were promoted to the throne on the spot.

But the throne realm is the most common, and it is impossible to cut the way.

After all, there is a huge threshold of "enlightenment" between the two, which requires a lot of time to settle.

Not everyone is Cen Qiaofu, who can cut the way in the evening after feeling something in the morning.

Even Cen Qiaofu, who seems to have achieved it in one go, actually has accumulated half a lifetime of experience.

Most of the trial participants are young and cannot reach that level.

As for the throne realm, let alone going to the holy calamity coverage position to participate in the trial, if they are affected by the explosion of the Qinglong vein, they may not be able to come out alive.

"I wonder what those trialists who were randomly teleported to the vicinity of Xuanwu Vein and Qinglong Vein feel now?"

"Maybe, what Xu Gusheng said in Jinhuang Square is right."

"The Ranming Ruins will be unveiled in the Four Symbols Secret Realm. We trialists are just a foil. Is the struggle for the Great Dao the mainstream?"

...

"Xuanwu Vein, Fangfang left! We have to run first. He is chasing us. Come to support us!"

"Xuanwu Vein, Wang Dachui... Come quickly! Cen Qiaofu is a mad dog. He bites everyone he sees. He wants to harm us with the Holy Tribulation!"

As the starting point of the Holy Tribulation, Wang Dachui and Fangfang could no longer protect the important formation center of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

Cen Qiaofu, who stepped out of the space crack and was directly canonized as a saint, threw a trump bomb at the beginning and was completely unreasonable.

In comparison, on the side of the Holy Spirit Hall, whether it was Ao Sheng's clone, Beibei, Fangfang, or Wang Dachui...

Almost everyone still had the mentality that the battle for the Four Symbols Secret Realm should be carried out step by step like the Void Island, with the enemy and us pushing and pulling the offensive.

After all, before this, all the members of the Heavenly Group had gathered and analyzed the battle situation of the Void Island together under the arrangement of the Taoist Master.

That's why!

The members of the Heavenly Group were caught off guard.

Because this time, the Holy Slave did not play according to the usual routine.

"Boom!"

Holding the Panxian Axe, with a semi-saint status on his head, and the holy tribulation lightning constantly falling from all directions, Cen Qiaofu was like a reckless man breaking into an unmanned area, wreaking havoc.

After he finished his first move and entered the violent mode, he chopped the first axe at the Black Tortoise Golden Pagoda.

The Black Tortoise Golden Pagoda exploded with a loud noise.

The complex Tianji Dao pattern lit up on it.

The Tianji formation arranged in advance devoured half of the power of the axe, and unloaded the other half, converting it into its own energy storage, waiting for the time to counterattack.

Fangfang, who was standing on the top of the tower, was hit by the power of the Panxian Axe, and was thrown into the sky and completely lost her position.

He was just Taixu.

And Cen Qiaofu was canonizing a saint.

Under the holy calamity, anyone who dared to reveal a little breath or a little spiritual essence would definitely be locked by the holy calamity.

Fangfang just grew a little stronger, which did not mean that he was also very bold.

He had no confidence at all that he would be affected by other people's holy calamity not long after entering Taixu and without any preparation, and he would survive his own holy calamity.

On the other hand, Cen Qiaofu, who seemed to be red-eyed but was actually calm, seized the opportunity to seize the Xuanwu Golden Tower.

He said nothing, but just laughed and looked up at the sky, raising the Panxian Axe in his hand high.

"Boom--"

The light of the calamity thunder flashed, lighting up the dark world for a moment.

But on the top of the golden pagoda, the old woodcutter stood calmly, with his back against the wilderness and forest, and his axe pointed at the nine-day calamity cloud.

He was just a tiny human, with a slightly hunched back.

At this moment, he was as majestic as a god, standing tall and upright, as if the sky could be split open with an axe.

"The calamity is coming!"

Cen Qiaofu held the Panxian axe and swung it down.

The wilderness and forests within a radius of tens of thousands of miles were shattered by this blow, the ancient trees cracked, and the earth collapsed.

The nine-day calamity cloud expanded as if it had encountered a provocation!

Fangfang had already moved away from the center of the holy calamity, and her small eyeballs were shaking in her wide-open eyes.

The lightning that descended from the sky drowned the figure of the old woodcutter pointing his axe at the sky on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

This scene, like ripples in the depths of Fangfang's soul, enlarged, enlarged, and enlarged again and again.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The thunder sound nearby and the roar in the distance echoed each other.

Fangfang clearly did not reveal even a single bit of her spiritual energy.

At this moment, he seemed to be affected by the holy calamity, and the thick and long dark black hair on his arms stood up.

A shudder like an electric shock arose from his heart, and ended with a slight numbness on his scalp.

"A real man should be like this..."

Fangfang only had time to murmur this.

Bang!

The Heavenly Secret Formation of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda could no longer withstand the bombardment of the Holy Tribulation Thunder. The accumulated strength was completely exceeded, and finally it exploded to pieces.

The splendid celestial starlight spread out in the air, welcoming Cenchofu's solemn face as he put away his ax and turned around, gazing at him.

Thunder and lightning adorned the old man.

Vicissitudes of life are his worldly experience.

Holding an ax to clear the way, the heroic spirit of one man being in charge is what endless practitioners of Taoism and spiritual refinement seek throughout their lives!

"Thumping, thumping..."

Fangfang's heartbeat quickened, and she felt a sense of death approaching her, subconsciously turning sideways.

"Panxian Axe, the beginning of chaos!"

The old woodcutter shouted sternly, and while facing the Holy Tribulation, he slashed horizontally with his axe.

Ax light invasion.

The sky and the earth begin to shine.

The space is divided into two.

"puff!"

Fangfang, who had already avoided the vital position of his neck in advance, saw his eyes black, and the armor on his left chest was torn, and he opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

The Cang Shen Armor activates independently and absorbs most of the cutting power of the Panxian Ax.

However, Fangfang felt as if she was being picked up and knocked away. The force of the ax caused Fangfang to bounce back on the air waves in the space.

"Bang bang bang..."

It wasn't until he blasted into a mountain several miles away, smashing half of the mountaintop, that the force of the attack weakened.

"Help……"

Fangfang struggled to call for help on the Tianzhu combat channel.

He subconsciously wanted to release spiritual energy to relieve the pain on his body, even if it was just to generate a spiritual energy shield, but he forcibly killed this idea.

The slash of the Panxian Ax will not necessarily kill you.

But if he releases his spirit energy and is locked by the Holy Tribulation, he will die without a burial place!

"not dead?"

On top of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, Cenqiaofu sensed that there was still life in the distance, and his eyes flashed with shock.

The new head of the war department has a pretty good body...

No!

It should be said that the Cang Shen Armor is still too powerful!

According to what the leader said, if Teng Shanhai on Void Island had not been tricked by Xu Xiaoshou and then forced into a corner by Jiang Buyi, he would have been able to free himself from the out-of-control ancestral power.

It was even impossible for Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi to break through the defense of the Cang Shen Armor so easily and tear Teng Shanhai to death.

Cenqiaofu temporarily put down the new leader of the war department and turned to look at Wang Dachui who retreated in fear in the distance.

He didn't say a word and just raised the ax in his hand.

"The Immortal Axe, Yin and Yang cut off the dawn!"

Suddenly, golden light swept across.

In this axe, the sky has no light and shadow, falling from darkness into the darkness of endless hell.

"Fuck! Go fuck him, what are you doing to me?" Wang Dachui was furious, but he didn't dare to delay.

"Eight gates!"

His eyes suddenly turned red, his short body suddenly swelled, and eight bright lights lit up the acupuncture points on his torso, as if he was trying to gain a ray of life in this endless darkness.

"Get out of my way!"

Wang Dachui knew that it was useless to dodge, so he hammered forward with all his strength.

He couldn't even see clearly where on his body the light of the ax was going to hit, so he could only rely on his feelings to try his best to defend against all the vital points in front of him.

"boom!"

The light of the ax struck the Hammer of Thorns.

Wang Dachui's body was only stuck in place for a moment. Bang's arm shattered and blood flowed, and his body was pushed back dozens of feet.

If Cenqiao Fu was still too weak, he would be able to withstand this blow.

But they are canonizing him!

The faint holy power carried by this axe, as well as the lightning strike effect of the holy calamity, made Wang Dachui, who dared not use half of his spiritual energy and could only use his physical body to take one strike, feel unshakable.

"I'll die!"

"I will definitely die!"

"We can't accept his attacks anymore. Otherwise, I really have to explain here today..."

After Wang Dachui withdrew to relieve his strength, he turned around and ran away.

He is much more experienced than a young man like Fangfang. He has a small life at stake, and any mission to guard the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda is all in vain.

After going back to admit his mistake, the Taoist Palace Master would never blame him too much for being unable to withstand the attack of Saint Cen Qiaofu and running away in fright.

He's too weak to catch the mad dog Cenchofu!

But as soon as he turned around, the thunder of the Holy Tribulation had already exploded in his ears - Cenchofu appeared beside him at some point, and struck him in the head with an axe.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

Wang Dachui scolded in horror, his red eyes bursting with fierceness. He only blocked it lightly with one move of the hammer, gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength, and kicked his knees.

"laugh!"

Panxian's ax struck down, and Wang Dachui, who had opened eight doors, blocked it with his hammer. The handle of the hammer was cracked by the impact.

The shoulder bones of his left and right arms cracked.

At this moment, if he hadn't opened the eighth door in advance, Wang Dachui would have lost his arms, and even half of his body would have been cut off by Cenjov with an axe!

When he was about to receive the axe, Wang Dachui used offense instead of defense, and he tried his best to hit Cenjou's chin with his kick.

"Jaw lift!"

Defense is useless.

The enemy's combat power is higher than your own, so your defense is to wait for death.

Only this kick can bring him a glimmer of hope.

"Bang!"

A jaw lift that contained the power of the eight ancient martial arts, from bottom to top, came out later, but stuck Cenchofu. His old strength was gone, and before the new strength was generated, he kicked his chin hard.

With a bang, Wang Dachui clearly saw Cenqiaofu's head flying out.

"good!"

He was delighted.

How can a mortal body withstand a blow from the Eight Gates of Ancient Martial Arts?

Cenjov is so proud!

Did he really think that he was invincible during the moment of canonization?

"I am invincible!"

After Wang Dachui kicked Cen Qiaofu's head away, he turned over in the air, swung his shoulders left and right, and threw the broken shoulder blade back to its original position.

He still didn't dare to use his spiritual energy.

But he was very familiar with the human body, and with the energy from the potential squeezed out by the acupuncture points, he quickly healed the injuries in his arms.

The headless Cen Qiaofu stood still for a moment.

Suddenly, a green bud emerged from his neck, which was gushing with blood.

"Old trees are still new, and chopping trees is chopping me."

"It took a hundred years to chop a tree, how can life and death delay me?"

The ethereal voice echoed in all directions of heaven and earth.

With a bang, an ancient tree towering up from Cen Qiaofu's neck, where the head should have been.

Under his feet, lush tree roots shot out, some of which pierced into the void avenue, and some pierced into the earth, madly absorbing nutrients.

The cracked earth around him even spawned one after another towering old trees in the rumble.

But in just a few breaths, the wilderness and sparse forests within a few miles turned into a lush primeval forest.

Wang Dachui was horrified.

He forgot that he didn't dare to move his spiritual essence, but Cen Qiaofu was the one who transcended the tribulation, so he didn't have this restriction!

In the final analysis, this man looked like a crazy butcher after picking up the axe, but he was only urging the power of the Panxian Axe.

In fact, he was a pure spiritual refiner.

Cutting the Dao in one night proved that his understanding of the Dao was too high.

"Boom boom..."

The holy tribulation thunder poured down and blasted in this primitive dense forest.

Cen Qiaofu's figure disappeared.

The next second, dense incarnations of Cen Qiaofu appeared on the horizon. They each landed on different ancient trees and chopped them down with axes one by one.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

One axe after another, the primitive dense forest was chopped by Cen Qiaofu in an instant.

This scene was incomprehensible.

At least Wang Dachui felt so, and he even felt funny.

There was also an illusory Cen Qiaofu above his head, who also chopped him down with an axe, treating him as a tree.

But the power that was separated was too weak, and Wang Dachui just raised his hand to smash the clone.

"What is Cen Qiaofu doing?"

"There seems to be no introduction to his style in the intelligence?"

Wang Dachui did not dare to laugh, and soon felt something was wrong.

The old woodcutter was too talented!

In the past, this man always hid himself, and even lowered his cultivation to show people the way of cutting, and no one had ever seen his full strength.

Perhaps, there is a deep meaning in this absurd act?

Before he had time to think more, thousands of Cen Qiaofu chopped down the ancient trees and merged into one in the air.

A fierce light shone on the axe blade of the Panxian Axe in his hand.

"The ultimate of cutting, the way returns to one!"

Cen Qiaofu raised his axe, and before he touched it, the holy calamity that fell from the sky was cut by the sharp edge of the axe blade and poured in all directions.

Cen Qiaofu chopped down with his axe, and the laws of heaven and earth collapsed with a clang. With one axe, he locked onto Wang Dachui, who was standing next to him.

It was not until this moment that Wang Dachui suddenly realized:

The old woodcutter's thousands of incarnations chopping wood just now were not meaningless.

He actually gathered all the true meanings of "chopping" at that time and attributed them to this strike.

The way he realized in the deep mountains and old forests of the southern region was not only the way of the world, but also the way of "chopping" that could break all laws with one force!

"Die!"

When Panxian Axe chopped down on his head, Wang Dachui sighed in his heart.

It's coming...

I never thought that the yellowing leaf I saw at the Guizhe Holy Mountain event that day would fall on me in the blink of an eye.

"Then come on! Who's afraid of who!"

The dog jumped over the wall in desperation, and the rabbit counterattacked in anger.

Wang Dachui's spiritual energy was about to bloom, and he could no longer care about the future lock of the holy calamity, and could only focus on the present.

But at the same time, a shout came from afar:

"Senior Dachui, retreat first!"

A burly figure broke through from the sky, slammed into the battlefield with a fierce kick, and kicked Wang Dachui out without saying anything.

The head of the war department, Fangfang!

The Cang Shen armor on Fangfang's body lit up with complex black and red patterns, and there was a strong spiritual fluctuation around him.

He ignored life and death!

He held the two axes in both hands, kicked Wang Dachui away, and then swung the axes together and slashed back.

"The Overlord Opens the Mountain!"

Boom!

Three axes met in the air, the space exploded horizontally, and the air flow expanded like a tide.

The Panxian Axe gathered the true meaning of "slashing", and with one axe, the Cang Shen armor on Fangfang's body cracked.

His two axes only held for half a breath, and then broke into pieces.

The Panxian Axe chopped hard on Fangfang's left shoulder, and the black and red patterns of the Cang Shen armor dimmed in an instant.

"Swish!"

A blood line was cut in the air.

The Cang Shen Armor fell apart, and Fang Fang was split in two.

"Ah——"

The scream of pain echoed for nine days. Fang Fang, who barely saved half of her body and head, wrinkled her face.

He was the one who was most afraid of pain, but he always kept silent during the training of the war department.

He was the one who was most afraid of death, but for some reason, when he saw Senior Da Chui dying, he rushed forward with his blood boiling.

Fang Fang regretted it very much.

He swore that if time could go back, he would never rush forward again!

Senior Da Chui, he was so annoying, he could never say a good word, and always ridiculed himself with cold words.

How could Fang Fang not hear that Senior Da Chui judged people by appearance, and he looked down on her appearance from the bottom of his heart, even the beard was disgusting.

"I, why am I so stupid..."

Half of her body was spurting blood, and her spirit essence quickly stopped the injury, but Fangfang was exhausted and full of despair.

He knew.

There was no chance.

He used his spirit essence.

No matter how many trump cards he had, he couldn't withstand Cen Qiaofu's holy tribulation.

As soon as he raised his eyes, as expected, the nine-day tribulation cloud sensed that there was a spiritual master helping to overcome the tribulation, and began to expand.

The holy tribulation locked on the new head of the war department, the super genius Taixu, who was only sixteen years old, Fangfang!

"That's good, at least Senior Dachui can run away, my sacrifice wuwuwu..." He cried, "It's useful."

Wang Dachui, who was kicked away, had a blank mind.

He had long lost his youthful passion and even no longer had the awareness of self-sacrifice from the bottom of his heart.

Do as much as you can.

Live as long as you can.

He never thought that one day, he would be saved by a young man in exchange for his life!

"It seems that today, I am destined to be a bad guy." Cen Qiaofu looked down with an axe in his hand. Seeing this scene, his voice was full of emotion.

He had some appreciation for Fangfang.

After all, she became famous at a young age and had a promising future.

So even if he was on the opposite side, Cen Qiaofu didn't really want to kill him.

Bullying the weak with the big, at most one strike, this was the one strike required by the positions of both sides.

And Fangfang was able to block this fatal blow with the Cang Shen Armor. If he continued to fight, Cen Qiaofu himself would feel ashamed.

So, he targeted Wang Dachui, who had no future.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Fangfang sacrificed her life and made an unexpected and lamentable choice...

It doesn't matter!

The battle of the great way is bound to see blood.

Pity for the enemy will only put oneself in danger.

Cen Qiaofu no longer paid attention to Fangfang, who was only half of her body left after being locked by the Holy Tribulation.

This young man basically couldn't survive.

He looked at Wang Dachui, who was kicked far away.

Wang Dachui was shocked that he could escape and had recovered his spiritual energy.

After waking up, he was in a dilemma:

Go back to support?

If he went back, he would not be able to defeat Cen Qiaofu and would only lose another life!

Turn around and leave?

A young man, for his old bones, could even give up his life. How would he live in the future if he turned around and left?

"Ahhhh!!!"

Wang Dachui held his thorn hammer and roared in struggle and pain.

He tapped the battle channel:

"Fangfang died in battle, requesting support!"

After doing all this, Wang Dachui ran out without looking back.

In fact, outside the scope of the holy calamity, a large number of people in red and white had already gathered.

It was just that Cen Qiaofu was fighting for his life.

No matter how many people entered the battlefield, they would be in vain if they could not transcend the holy calamity.

In fact, Fangfang also saw and knew this.

He could also understand Wang Dachui's decision to give up saving himself and escape.

At his age, he already knows what is right and what is wrong.

However, at his age, after all, he is just a teenager who has not yet reached adulthood, only sixteen years old.

——Not all the young leaders of the six departments have a heart as strong as Yu Lingdi, who is willing to fight to the death and is not afraid of pain.

"Boom!"

When the holy calamity descended, the new leader of the war department, Fangfang, cried so hard that his beard was covered with snot.

He closed his eyes, half of his body was shaking uncontrollably, but he could still whisper with a trembling voice:

"Senior Dachui, your choice is, is the right one..."

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