Chapter 1192 Who Said My Students Have No Chance?

"Who said my students don't have a chance?"

There was a sound of swords from the sky, and the scenery of the Zhenhuang Palace within a radius of ten thousand miles cracked like a mirror.

The shattered world turned into a gorgeous red plum blossom, with petals falling in all directions.

Mei Siren, with his hair combed meticulously, his sword robe neatly arranged, a little flustered in his steady expression, and a bit of irritation in his leisurely words, appeared out of thin air!

He also had a double holy tribulation on his head, and the tribulation clouds were grinding and colliding at the top of the nine heavens, roaring and exploding, deafening.

He held the Taicheng Sword in his right hand, with the sword body full of virtuality and reality, and the sword intent was crisscrossed;

In his left hand was a Xu Xiaoshou, whose face was full of despair and astonishment.

But even in such a hurry, Mei Siren still grabbed his own student!

After the void sword intent disappeared, it was like a huge curtain was removed.

The violent giant that was flying in the sky was originally killed by the Sword of Holy Judgment, but now it has turned into a plum blossom withering, leaving only the Sword of Holy Judgment, nailed in the air.

Everything just now seemed like an illusion?

Even No. 2 couldn't react.

It wasn't until he saw the plum blossom shattered that he realized something.

"Illusion Sword Technique?"

"It's Illusion Sword Technique!"

At the same time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was held under Mei Siren's ribs, was ecstatic.

He had long since shed the state of a violent giant, and thought that this giant form was gone because it was shattered by the Sword of Holy Judgment.

But he never thought that this was just his subjective consciousness that he was "broken", so he subjectively resolved the violent giant.

At the critical moment, it was Mr. Siren who took action and saved himself!

Just when the Sword of Holy Judgment was about to pierce him and his chest was aching?

"No! I clearly saw that my chest was stabbed by a sword, and I really felt the pain..."

Xu Xiaoshou struggled to touch his chest and found that he was not injured!

The wound that was hit by the black beam of silence had healed.

The Holy Sword of Judgment never stabbed him afterwards!

"Real and fake reincarnation, ups and downs of reality and illusion, this is the true meaning of illusion swordsmanship."

Mei Siren raised his chin slightly, breathing silently and quickly, showing his calmness.

"That's not right! Teacher, didn't you say that you don't specialize in illusion swordsmanship, so you are not very accomplished in this way?"

Xu Xiaoshou got down from Mr. Siren's hand, and still couldn't contain his joy.

This feeling of surviving a disaster and returning to heaven from hell makes people feel like a dream.

But this seems to be the feeling that illusion swordsmanship can give people...

But, it's too "like a dream"!

"I, am still alive?"

Xu Xiaoshou pinched his face and slapped himself hard.

Hiss!

It hurts!

Mei Siren turned his head leisurely and glanced at the three-meter-tall humanoid thing with twelve light wings on its back, a sacred halo on its head, wearing blazing white armor, and emitting a halo all over its body.

Sin First Hall, forbidden creature?

Mei Siren's mouth twitched obscurely, and his scalp exploded slightly. Then, as if he remembered something, he snorted and answered his student's question:

"My attainments in illusion swordsmanship are indeed not deep."

"Those who speak nonsense are often the most hurt."

"So Xu Xiaoshou... people, you must learn to be humble."

No. 2 only felt a slight pain on his cheek.

He didn't see through Mei Siren's illusion swordsmanship at the first time.

So just now, he was preaching to a plum blossom version of a violent giant that the other party had made up?

Humble... Xu Xiaoshou stammered twice and didn't dare to refute.

Humble is good!

Ancient sword cultivators should be so hypocritical... Bah, humble!

As long as people arrive in time and no one is killed, I can accept your modesty!

Xu Xiaoshou finally glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of Mr. Siren beside him.

He easily saw a lot of dry curly hair mixed in the teacher's meticulously combed bun.

His sight moved down, and under the spotless swordsman's outer robe was an inner shirt with a torn collar and faint blood stains.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes froze, and he understood something. He took a long breath and said, "Teacher, you are late..."

"Not late." Mei Siren stared straight at No. 2, without turning his head, and handed over a charred arm, saying:

"I actually tried my best to treat you halfway."

"In the end, I found that it was just an arm, nothing more, not your body."

Xu Xiaoshou staggered when he saw the hand from the second real body, and almost fell from the sky.

He grabbed it and crushed it on the spot!

Just because of this?

Because the second real body came out and ran over to send a message, but failed to send it, and finally exploded, and then lost all spirituality and returned to an arm of the original form.

You, were delayed for so long?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.

He couldn't take his eyes off Mr. Siren's curly hair and the bloodstained and damaged underwear.

These, after all, were too dazzling!

After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help asking: "Teacher, demeanor... is it really that important?"

"Demeanor? What demeanor?"

Boom!

The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation sounded, and No. 2 dodged and retreated, trying to avoid the Holy Tribulation.

Mei Siren didn't even raise his head, the sword elephant suddenly pulled up from his waist, and the two Qingwuer swords slashed up, and the Holy Tribulation was chopped into ashes.

A strand of dry curly hair fell in front of Mei Siren's forehead.

He put his hand away, looked over his head in confusion, and said: "What are you talking about?"

I'm talking about this!

Xu Xiaoshou was almost going crazy.

Of course he couldn't say:

When the second real body arrived at the scene of your tribulation, Mei Siren, you were still a bloody man who was hit by the holy tribulation and could not be recognized!

In a flash, you arrived here, not only the blood was gone, but also a new set of clothes.

Judging from the situation, you did not just change your clothes during the journey, but at least you took a shower!

You didn’t change your underwear?

But how much time did you waste?

If you didn’t do these, you could arrive earlier...

Xu Xiaoshou’s consciousness suddenly shook, and he focused on the key point-how could the holy tribulation just disappear?

He quickly stopped the emotion of wanting to complain and looked up.

This double holy tribulation is not fake!

Mr. Siren made a move...Pah, he didn’t move, and this holy tribulation was killed?

You must know that Jiang Buyi was only one level of holy tribulation under his holy tribulation, and his combat power was less than one tenth, and he was successfully killed by himself.

Mr. Siren was canonized as a saint, and the double holy tribulation became a cloud?

This is the half-saint ancient swordsman with full combat power?

Hope rekindled in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.

For the first time, he clearly felt that the liberated state·Heavenly Secret Envoy might not be invincible and had shortcomings.

——Mr. Siren, it is the shortcomings of No. 2!

"What is he?" Mei Siren already had the answer in his mind, but he still asked.

"Heavenly Secret Envoy, No. 2." Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the corner of his teacher's clothes, feeling full of security, and looked at the holy angel in the distance and said.

"I understand." Mei Siren took a deep breath, "How dare you provoke him?"

"I didn't! He was like a mad dog, he came over and wanted to kill me..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes turned red and he cried loudly, "Teacher! I almost died! You have to help me!"

"Let go."

"Oh."

Xu Xiaoshou quickly loosened the tightly grasped corner of his clothes, wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked: "Teacher, how sure are you that you can kill him?"

"Less than one point."

"Ah? One point?"

Xu Xiaoshou was so scared that he almost broke his voice.

The liberated Tianji Divine Envoy is so strong that Sword Saint Mei Siren is not sure?

Suddenly, he realized something, his face darkened again, and he said, "Teacher, how much is your 10%? You can't be so...modest!"

"10%, that's 10%." Mei Siren's face was solemn, "I'm not kidding, this is not someone you and I can mess with."

"Then save him first..." Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and turned to the side.

Tianren Wusui was still stabbed in the air by the Sword of Holy Judgement, unconscious, twitching in pain.

Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked with difficulty, "Teacher, what I think is death in the illusion, will I really die in reality?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you quickly untie the illusion sword technique? He is Tianren Wusui, my partner, and I was able to survive just now because of him! He can't bear it anymore!"

Mei Siren frowned and stared at Xu Xiaoshou, who was covered in blood.

He couldn't see how many wounds Xu Xiaoshou had, because they had been repaired for too long.

But he knew what it meant for this kid to face the Heavenly Envoy No. 2 alone. It was not easy for him to hold on until now. He didn't know how much he had suffered in the process.

But...

"The Illusion Sword Technique has been unlocked long ago." Mei Siren sighed.

"What about him?" Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the Heavenly Man Five Decays, his expression stunned.

"You should know that my master's Illusion Sword Technique is not good, and it is not a lie. I have tried my best to save you."

Boom!

The Nine Heavens Holy Tribulation roared, but was easily killed by the sword elephant.

But in the moment of light, the figure of the orange masked man hanging on the Holy Judgement Sword was reflected.

The Heavenly Man Five Decays was almost dead, and his breath was dying. Under the effect of the purification power, his whole body was twitching in pain.

These, it turns out, are not illusions!

Yes, it's true!

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were no longer happy, and his face became extremely solemn. He didn't dare to deceive himself anymore. He subconsciously took a step forward and wanted to save the Heavenly Man Five Decays.

"Come back."

Mei Siren's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled his student back.

At the same time, two holy lights swept past the direction where Xu Xiaoshou had just stepped and the direction in front of Tianren Wuxiu.

If Mei Siren hadn't pulled him quickly, Xu Xiaoshou would have been killed.

"He..."

Xu Xiaoshou was completely unaware.

With Mr. Siren here, he didn't worry about his own safety at all, but Tianren Wuxiu was in this state...

"There's no hope."

Mei Siren didn't even need to take a second look to determine the fate of Xu Xiaoshou's savior:

"Such a concentrated ancestral power permeates his body, and he doesn't have the special physique like you... You may not be able to recover."

"It's just a matter of time before he really dies."

"Even if the gods come, they can't save him."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.

As long as he took Tianren Wuxiu off the Sword of Holy Judgement, he would definitely find a way to save him.

"Teacher..."

"No way!"

Mei Siren stared at his student with a serious expression, "You should understand that he has become a hostage. If No. 2 keeps an eye on him, he can keep an eye on anyone who wants to touch him!"

Xu Xiaoshou certainly understood this.

He had used Situ Yongren and Yu Lingdi as restraints before, and beat No. 2 to a pulp.

But he still had a glimmer of hope and asked, "You take action..."

"Teacher, I can only take care of you." Mei Siren refused, very seriously.

Liberated state·The God of Heaven will not joke with anyone. If Mei Siren wants to fight, he must be very alert.

How can he fight with two burdens!

Even if Tianren Wuxiu can be saved in the end, what's the matter?

Can this decaying body that is about to go out of control be kept by his side to recuperate?

Maybe while recuperating, Mei Siren himself will undergo a holy calamity mutation, from the second level to the fourth level!

At that time, the misfortunes of all parties will gather together, and if they are not good enough, they will lose everything.

Even Xu Xiaoshou, who was just rescued from danger, may have to give up.

Mei Siren will never let these things happen, and will not let himself become the second number two who is controlled by others at that time.

"Xu..."

The Tianren Wuxiu hanging on the Sword of Holy Judgment suddenly moved, and raised his eyes with difficulty.

Xu Xiaoshou could hear that it was calling him, and he looked over quickly.

But at the same time, the three flowers in the right eye under the mask of Tianren Wuxiu turned over and quickly flowed into his pupil.

Xu Xiaoshou's expression flickered, and he turned back anxiously with his eyes closed, grabbing Mr. Siren's arm and said:

"Teacher, let's run away first, at least leave this sin first..."

Boom!

The Holy Tribulation shone in the night, the ruins of the Zhenhuang Palace were illuminated for a moment, and the sword elephant destroyed everything.

The spiritual awakening was triggered.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes and was also stunned.

"Huh."

Tianren Wushu laughed miserably, black blood flowed from his right eye, and the three disgusting pupils were forced to disappear.

He closed his eyes heavily, and the sound in his throat gurgled for a while, and finally spit out a word:

"Run..."

Xu Xiaoshou was struck by lightning.

...

In the distance, after No. 2 glanced at the Holy Tribulation, he said, "Have you talked enough?"

This voice completely drew Mei Siren's attention back. The enemy was in front of him, and there was no room for trifling.

"Mei Siren, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come." No. 2 looked at him steadily.

"Yes." Mei Siren nodded.

"When did you get in touch with the Saint Slave? Who is Xu Xiaoshou to you?"

"He is my disciple."

"Why bother?"

"Since I was born in the world, I was originally a chess piece; I should have entered the game long ago, no need to ask more."

No. 2 was silent, the light wings behind him trembled slightly, and he stopped asking questions in the thunder.

When Mei Siren's sword elephant killed the Saint Tribulation again and the world returned to peace, he spoke again:

"You have been indifferent to fame and fortune for a hundred years. I don't know what benefits the Saint Slave promised you to invite you to come out of the mountain."

"You know."

"You can't do it!"

"You should try."

"Even You Tu can't do it, how can you compare to him?" No. 2 advised.

Mei Siren sighed softly, slowly raised the Taicheng Sword in front of his chest, and his eyes changed from distant and tranquil to extremely firm:

"His will, I will stick to it."

"I said it, no need to ask again."

If you don't agree, don't say anything more.

Mei Siren didn't want to waste any more words.

The Taicheng sword in his hand suddenly tilted, and the sword intent rushed straight into the sky, penetrating the holy calamity from the nine heavens.

"Boom!"

The ruins of the Zhenhuang Palace were detonated on the spot by the rampaging sword energy.

When the Taicheng sword flickered, a majestic and majestic ancient city appeared in the void.

Behind Mei Siren, the ten thousand swords above the sword elephant's head lit up and pressed down together.

The meaning of Taicheng!

Ten thousand swords worship!

"Absolute imperial system."

Mei Siren murmured softly and swung his sword to cut.

The meaning of the Taicheng sword and the momentum of the sword elephant shone together and turned into golden sword energy.

One sword.

Amid the roar and explosion, the rule power belonging to No. 2, which imprisoned the entire Sin First Palace, as well as the Heavenly Dao, Holy Dao, Space, etc. near the Zhenhuang Palace, suddenly collapsed.

Thousands of miles of white smoke, rushing through the First Palace.

Mei Siren had a holy calamity on his head, a sword elephant on his back, and the Chaos Artifact Taicheng Sword in his hand.

He stared away, his murderous intent almost made the liberated Tianji God Envoy tremble all over, but he spoke in a negotiating tone:

"I want to take someone away from here, will you agree?"

No. 2 tilted the Holy Sword of Judgment in his hand, and flapped the light wings behind him.

The sudden burst of momentum pushed the absolute monarchy, which was countless times more terrifying than Feng Xiaose, away!

"What if, not?"

Hearing the voice, Mei Siren laughed loudly, holding the sword and standing still, the sword intent gathered from all directions and injected into the sword elephant.

The sword elephant climbed up step by step, like a wild and endless giant, and soon even the dome of the Sin First Palace was broken.

Void Island, Sin First Palace, a half-body hideous monster suddenly appeared above.

This monster was extremely huge, with the Qing Wuer sword in his hand spanning nearly tens of thousands of miles, and slashed at the sky.

With two loud noises, the holy calamity was shattered and disappeared on the spot.

The evil ghost slashed the calamity!

This strange scene, far away from the major Jedi, still attracted people's attention and shocked people.

In the Zuiyi Palace, on the Zhenhuang Palace, Mei Siren was indifferent, as if the sword just now was not from his hand, and he just said calmly:

"If not..."

"I have the fate of life and death, and you will definitely die."

No. 2 was obviously also shocked by the combat power of this crazy ancient sword cultivator.

Unlike the major semi-saint-level soul refiners, if the ancient sword cultivators are really canonized, they are almost not divided into the main combat system, the main control system, or the pure auxiliary system.

The combat power of this group of freaks will only be stronger and more outrageous, and it is impossible to explain them with the common sense of the way of soul refinement.

The way of heaven's secret... is not OK!

If Mei Siren really wants to break the double holy calamity, can he do it with just one sword?

In that case, why did he come here despite this holy calamity, just to look good?

Number 2 almost lost his mind.

"Are you threatening me?" After a long time, he spoke out.

"It's not difficult to understand..." Mei Siren nodded indifferently, "This is a threat."

Taking advantage of No. 2's silence, Mei Siren reached out and grabbed Xu Xiaoshou.

He is strong on the outside but candid on the inside, but he actually has a countdown to exile in his mind, which won't last long at all.

No. 2 must also know this.

But precisely because of this, he is even more afraid of being trapped in a fight!

The sword master's desperate counterattack, with one sword, can unleash endless power, no one wants to try it!

Use your hands hard.

Mei Siren found that he couldn't pull Xu Xiaoshou and couldn't help but lower his eyes.

Xu Xiaoshou was still in a trance...

He had clearly said just now that he wanted to escape from this place together with him.

At this moment, he was staring at the five degenerates of heaven and man, what were he thinking?

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

Meisi people called out softly.

But at this moment, he felt empathy for the choices his students might have.

Xu Xiaoshou said it lightly just now, but that sentence "I could only survive thanks to him just now", now that I think about it carefully, it is obviously very heavy!

This guy looks like a kid, but is he a treacherous person?

Mei Siren immediately spread the sword's intention to the entire audience, placed his heart on the world here, and held the Taicheng Sword tightly.

Xu Xiaoshou was still staring at the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, which was still hanging on the Holy Judgment Sword, but had stopped shaking and lost all traces of life.

He started to speak but stopped, stopped and started to speak again. Finally, he moved his lips and teeth and said in a trembling voice:

"Mr. Siren, can I be willful for once?"

"I told you to call me 'teacher'."

"teacher."

"Um?"

"I want to learn swordsmanship..."