1729th Who Is the Master

"Blade of Doom?"

Xiao Chen got up and talked to himself, a little puzzled, and asked the remnant soul of the blood-clothed Dragon Emperor: "Is there such a saying?"

"Do you believe it?"

Although the voice of the blood-clothed Dragon Emperor in the dragon seal was weak, it still carried a trace of disdain.

Xiao Chen was determined: "Then this monk is the one who lied to me?"

"Of course, I don't have much dealings with these bald donkeys. I always talk about it, as if everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober. It's just that the way is different, and there is no need for too much explanation, but every generation of the knife Master, it is true that he swung his knife and killed himself in the end..."

Xiao Chen was speechless for a while, and after talking for a long time, it turned out that what Zhen Yuan said was true.

"This is indeed the case, but what the monk said was handed over to the Buddhist sect for safekeeping. It is obviously selfish. Can't you see it? Besides, the overlord knife, why did they all brandish their knives in the end? .”

"The way of the overlord has never been to dominate the world. If you want to go your own way and use your own will, you will trample the whole world under your feet and leave no way for others to survive. God, how could you leave a way for you to survive? Even if these people don't get the Overlord Sword, It ended up being just as miserable.”

Xiao Chen came to a sudden: "So it's not that there's something wrong with the knife, it's something wrong with the person who wields the knife, which magnifies the flaws in his heart."

"That's right, just like the one present, it must be Shangguan Lei.

I don't know which master taught it, this kind of temper and character, even if there is no Ba Dao, the final ending is doomed to be miserable, and it is completely wrong. If it happens that he got the Ba Dao, it must be the same, and it will end up killing himself with the sword. "

"Then it was rumored that the reputation of the Blade of Doom will be passed on for a while. Can you blame the reason for the blade?"

After the explanation given by the Bloody Dragon Emperor, Xiao Chen had no doubts at all, and it was no different from what he thought.

The injuries on his body have fully recovered, and the three masters of Dongtian Paradise have all appeared.

But there is one more person who has not made a sound yet.

The Son of the Black Lotus is still hiding in the dark, waiting for his appearance in an unknown corner.

This guy seems to be more cautious than he imagined, a Taoist soldier, but he didn't move him.

Forget it, if he doesn't show up, he will show up too.

If this Holy Son of Hei Lian thought that he was only asking about the strength of the Buddhist altar, then Xiao Chen would teach him a lesson severely.

Go, grab the knife!

With a figure like the wind, Xiao Chen followed the pace of the new Fish and Dragon Art, and advanced quickly in this majestic and pressured demon battlefield.

On the other side, neither Shangguan Lei nor Wang Yueming believed Xuanguang Temple's words.

It is believed that he has selfish intentions, but he just wants to bring the Taoist soldiers to Xuanguang Temple.

Zhenyuan looked at Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming, thinking in his heart, if these two join forces, he might not be a match.

But this domineering sword, no matter whether it is the blade of doom or not, no matter who gets it by these two people.

In a short period of time, the strength of Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming will be greatly improved. For the competing Xuanguang Temple, it is not a good thing. Buddhism also needs incense, reputation, and its own influence.

It is not far away from the mundane world, not stained with dust.

I also have a more direct competitive relationship with these two people,

Whether in public or private, the other party cannot be allowed to get this knife.

But now it is really not easy to be kind.

Zhen Yuan thought for a moment and said: "I have a suggestion, I don't know if you two are willing to listen or not."

Shangguan Lei's eyes were full of coldness, and he said in a deep voice, "Say."

Wang Yueming nodded, willing to listen.

"Brother Shangguan, if I give you the knife, you will definitely be able to stop me from joining forces with Brother Wang." Zhen Yuan looked at Shangguan Lei and said.

Shangguan Lei was silent for a while, feeling dissatisfied, but he still said truthfully: "I can't stop it."

Looking at Wang Yueming again, Wang Yueming shook his head and said, "Same."

"Okay, if that's the case. Then the three of us will make a gentlemen's agreement. Whoever can stop me from striking the sword will belong to the sword. If you can't stop it, then it will belong to me and Xuanguang Temple will keep it. "

Shangguan Lei sneered and said, "But what if I block both of them?"

Zhenyuan smiled and said: "Then I will withdraw from the competition of Taoist soldiers and take the disciples of Mount Putuo away from this dispute."

"Okay, then it's settled. The three of us swear to the will of the dead emperor. If anyone breaks the oath, he will die." Wang Yueming directly agreed without thinking about it.

No matter what, he felt that it would be no problem to catch Zhenyuan's palm.

Shangguan Lei also didn't hesitate, if he couldn't catch Zhenyuan's palm, then he really didn't have to live.

"good."

Zhenyuan showed a smile, the three of them agreed, and they were ready to swear.

The other people present all showed surprised expressions, thinking that this is really crazy, they underestimated Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the entangled half-day battle between Taoists and soldiers was finally coming to an end.

Everyone knows who this Taoist soldier will end up with. Monk Zhenyuan, is he talking big?

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The tyrant sword in Zhenyuan's hand was suddenly uncontrollable, and he trembled desperately, wanting to break free.

A majestic arrogance swept out from the scabbard, and the wind suddenly blew up in all directions, rolling up boundless dust.

It seems that there is something that is extremely attractive to Ba Dao, making it struggle desperately, even if it is really far away, it feels a little uncontrollable.

"return."

It turned out that there was a soft shout, and the Ba Dao slammed out, fleeing towards the owner of the sound.

After discussing it, the three of Zhenyuan, who were about to send out their hair, changed their expressions greatly, and something happened.

Whoosh whoosh!

Each of them jumped into the air and chased towards Ba Dao, but they were halfway through. However, he suddenly discovered that there was a white figure standing on a small hill in front of him.

Stretching out his hand for a move, he held the Ba Dao firmly in his hand.

"Xiao Chen!"

Looking at the three people chasing all the way, they admired the wonderful expressions on each other's faces.

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing and said: "I said that the three of you, in public, will determine the ownership of this knife. Have you asked the original owner?"

Shangguan Lei's face darkened: "I said who it was, it was you who took the knife! Zhengchou had nowhere to look for you, so you came here by yourself."

Before the words fell, a long knife appeared in his hand, and it flashed and killed Xiao Chen.

Thoughtful, Wang Yueming gently closed the folding fan in his hand, and did not act hastily.

It's really far away, with the most exciting expression on his face, and he just thought of a plan. Seeing that it was about to succeed, unexpectedly, it would fail in the next moment.

This feeling, anyone will feel uncomfortable, depressed.

Fortunately, Zhenyuan was born in Buddhism, and his mood was stronger than ordinary people, so he calmed down quickly.

Looking at Shangguan Lei who was killing him, Xiao Chen's face darkened, without thinking, he held the knife handle.

The next moment, draw the knife out of its sheath!

The knife was half an inch out, and the bright knife light, like a ray of lightning, pierced the sky.

boom!

Thunder resounded in the sky, and two different avenues of light suddenly appeared behind Xiao Chen.

One is the Dao of Thunder, and the other is the Dao of Sword that exists in Xiao Chen himself. The two are intertwined and merged with each other. The Dao of the Sword and the Dao of Thunder, together with Xiao Chen's Zi Lei Jue, are a perfect blend.

Shangguan Lei's face was serious, he didn't dare to hold back any more, and shouted angrily: "Zi Lei seven strikes!"

When the knife in his hand fell in mid-air, he chopped seven times in a row.

Every time, a shocking thunder was triggered, the thunder boomed, and the shaking ground trembled.

Rumbling, after the three sabers, there is only this majestic thunder left in the world.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the thunderclouds rolled, and the air became dry. The knife in his hand, as it absorbed more and more lightning, became bright and dazzling, like a brilliant sun.

Every knife triggers the boundless and majestic thunder attribute ability, every knife is Shangguan Lei's peak strike, but every time he strikes, he will surpass the previous peak.

Seven peaks, seven peerless thunderbolts superimposed, until Shangguan Lei's saber fell.

A thick thunderbolt in the sky, with a long knife thousands of feet, fell vertically and attached to the blade.

Before the terrifying knife fell, the hillside under Xiao Chen's feet was crushed down.

Fanxin!

With the Tyrant Saber out of its sheath, Xiao Chen also didn't hold back. The opponent's purple thunder seven blows could also threaten the existence of the Xingjun level.

If he is careless, even if he holds the Tyrant Saber, he will still be the one who loses.

Between the eyebrows, the swastika Buddha heart appeared. At this moment, the expression on Xiao Chen's face could not see the existence of humanity at all.

Beyond the world of mortals, the seven emotions and six desires do not exist, but you can get rid of the ordinary heart and achieve eternal scars!

With the meaning of neither joy nor sorrow, Ba Dao fell down with a single blow, like the iron-faced Buddha who can see through the warmth and coldness of human feelings in the world.

The tall Kassapa Buddha appeared behind him, and with Xiao Chen's knife, he pulled out his own saber and slashed out mercilessly.

It is clearly a Buddha, but it does not have a soft and warm Buddha's meaning, which is completely different from any Buddhist martial arts. This is the Maya Breaking Precepts Saber!

Shangguan Lei, who fought against him, felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he had committed a heinous crime.

Even the benevolent Buddha was unfeeling to himself, and he killed him in pain. He couldn't help but panic, and a slight flaw appeared in his mood.

Two knives fight against each other, this slight flaw expands wirelessly under the confrontation of two great skills.

Click!

There was a clear and crisp sound of collision, and the precious soldier in Shangguan Lei's hand broke in response. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the moment the knife was broken, the momentum on his body fell to the bottom, and he was ruthlessly pushed back by Xiao Chen's double Daowei.

With both feet on the ground, looking at the broken knife in his hand, Shangguan Lei's face was extremely ugly, and there was a terrible knife mark on his chest.

This knife cut off the bones and flesh of his chest in one breath, and almost cut him in half.

But no blood splattered, because the saber intent was too domineering, and the remnants and gaps blocked the healing of the wound and prevented the blood from splattering.

With a plop, Shangguan Lei screamed silently in pain, fell to the ground, and passed out.

As for Xiao Chen, his arms were numb and his palms were split open. The right hand holding the knife, the bones were shattered at the moment of the fight, and the whole arm would have to be abolished if it persisted for a while.

Clang!

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Xiao Chen said coldly: "This is my Xiao Chen's knife. No one but me has the right to decide whether it will go or not. Even if you are so far away!"

He swept his eyes and fixed on Zhenyuan, who was eager to try, obviously wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to make a move.