Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Ancestor of the Slashing Sword
Chennan frowned, his eyes staring at the door.
He had to deal with it carefully.
After all, this dried corpse is too weird.
Swish!
The black shadow flashed, and the dried corpse had disappeared from the door and appeared directly inside the stone prison.
Two rays of light shot out of his sunken eye sockets.
This is an extremely sharp and terrifying look.
"If you are not a disciple of my Dao Sect, if you break into my forbidden land, there is only one way to die. The dry corpse made a hoarse sound from its mouth.
Chen Nan stared at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"
"I am the founding patriarch of the Badao Sect, you can break into this place today, and the killing aura on your body is so strong, it seems that my junior disciples have been killed by you, and there are not many left. β
The cadre's tone was very calm, but the terrifying aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger.
Chennan was shocked.
Although the Badaomen is not a major sect, it has been inherited for at least a thousand years, and the dry corpse in front of him turned out to be the patriarch of the sect.
Didn't he live for a thousand years?
A thousand-year-old monster, that's a living fossil!
If you take him out and auction him as an antique, it will definitely be worth a lot of money!
Fortunately, the Patriarch of the Badao didn't know these terrible thoughts of Chennan, otherwise he would never beep with him, and he would see the truth directly under the big knife.
"With such cultivation at a young age, you are really a genius. β
The Patriarch of the Sword Suppression looked at Chennan, and the light flashed in his sunken eyes: "This seat is also a person who loves talents, but unfortunately I only have this true qi left, and I can't take any more apprentices, the only thing I can do at the moment is to kill you and avenge my junior disciples." β
Chen Nan was stunned when he heard this.
Then he said angrily: "If you want to kill me, just say it, you have been beeping for so long, you are all farting!"
At the same time, he also understood in his heart that this sword ancestor had not really lived for a thousand years.
He should have been thousands of years ago, when he knew that Shouyuan was about to end, he sealed his body, and hung this life with the last breath of true qi in his body, and fell into a deep sleep.
Now it's probably because he triggered the mechanism, so he woke him up.
Since this old thing has only the last breath of true qi left, what is there to be afraid of?
Chennan had some confidence in his heart.
The Patriarch shook his head: "Kill and kill, but I still appreciate you." β
"Actually, I quite appreciate your ......"
Chennan sighed: "If you can kill yourself, then I appreciate you even more." β
"Shaft, dare to entertain the old man!"
The Patriarch of the Overlord Sword snorted coldly, his collapsed eye sockets instantly bulged, and the terrifying aura on his body climbed directly to the extreme, which was powerful and heartbreaking.
Chennan clenched the knife in his hand, without fear.
He looked back at his parents and said with a smile, "Dad, Mom, you guys stand back, and when I deal with this old thing, we can go home." β
"This ......"
Chenyuan was a little worried: "Son, you won't be in any danger, right?"
"Don't worry, it's just an old thief, no problem. β
Although Chen Nan didn't know the bottom in his heart, he still smiled confidently.
He is ready for a decisive battle, although this old thief's cultivation is high, he has only one breath of true qi left, and he can only send a blow, he can block it, and if he can't stop it, he will die with him at most.
Seeing that his face was full of confidence, Chen Yuan nodded at his wife and stepped back some distance.
After all, they know very well that in this case, not only will they not be able to help, but if they are too close, they will add a burden to their son.
"Unashamed little brute, take your life!"
The Patriarch of the Overlord Sword erupted with a dazzling white light all over his body, and his whole body swept like a sword.
Airplanes!
His right hand shook suddenly, and the internal force in his palm directly condensed into a knife.
I saw that his body shook, and the moment his body disappeared from the spot, the person had already appeared in front of Chennan, and the knife in his hand was raised above his head, slashing down towards Chennan-
"This move is called the Ba Dao, and it is the first knife technique of my Ba Dao Sect!"
Chennan wanted to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide.
The attack of this old thief directly blocked all his retreats, leaving him with nowhere to avoid but hard connection.
This is the absolute suppression of the realm!
Chen Nan secretly guessed that this old thief's martial arts cultivation was at least the greatest achievement of the earth martial realm, or even the peak!
He is currently a true Dao Dacheng, which is equivalent to a true martial arts master, and compared with the earth martial arts Dacheng, it is a big realm behind.
A whole big realm!
Although his mana is pure, it is still an insurmountable gap.
For today's plan, we can only fight to the death to have a glimmer of life.
"Thunder and fire!"
Chen Nan threw the knife in his hand, pinched the magic with both hands, and instantly burst out with all the mana of his body.
Time and space trembled, thunder and lightning were rampant, and real fire was raging.
While Chen Nan stepped on the immortal cloud and flew back, the power of thunder and fire blended together, like a purgatory on earth, with the sword ancestor as the center, forming a huge round ball, enveloping his whole person.
Click!
The thunder was like a dense fishing net, constantly bombarding the sword.
The real fire was even more violent, melting the knife at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, it only lasted for a moment.
Smack!
After all, the thunder and the earth fire still shattered.
And the power of the sword ancestor, although it has been weakened a lot, the sword is still castrated, and it instantly slashes Chen Nan upside down.
The sharp blade tore through the flesh of his chest, and it was about to break open his body.
But at this very moment.
A powerful suction force erupted from the Qiankun Ring, and in an instant, all the power on this sword was sucked in, and there was not a drop left.
This...... It's the black crockpot!
Chennan's heart shook, and the black crockpot full of poison that he picked up in the military training woods directly swallowed the opponent's attack.
What the hell is in this crockpot?
Chennan was surprised and delighted in his heart.
At the same time, he faintly heard the woman's voice coming from inside the black crockpotβ
"Strength! I need strength! When I return to my peak, I will kill you all!"
The sound was repeated several times before it faded away.
At this time, the Patriarch of the Sword was already kneeling on the ground, he was holding the ground with both hands, and his voice was extremely weak: "You...... You are definitely not a martial artist, what kind of demon method are you?"
"This is an immortal spell, you know a hammer!"
Chennan clutched his chest and stood up with great difficulty.
The move "Heavenly Thunder, Earth and Fire" just now was the strongest spell he could cast at the moment, and it directly exhausted all his mana, and he was already weak at the moment.
"Spells?"
The eyes of the Patriarch of the Sword were full of shock: "You...... You're a youkai?"
"I'm a demon of your sister, have you ever seen such a handsome monster?"
Chennan rushed forward directly and kicked him in the face, and the kicking sword ancestor fell to the ground, and raised his hand to Chennan with difficulty: "You...... You're a monster!"
Then his neck was crooked, and he burped completely.