Chapter 172: Master, Ask for Praise.
At the moment, no monk dared to try rashly, after all, the lessons of the past are here.
Even if he was lucky enough to be able to pick up the long swords around him, he was still not the opponent of the one in front of him.
In the end, it will only end up in death, and more importantly.
It is the person in front of him who has never performed any exercises and dharmas from beginning to end.
With all the sword intent, it is to destroy those previous challengers.
Seeing the sword intent scattered on this person's body, a hint of eagerness appeared in Su Chen's eyes.
Obviously, Su Chen's hands were a little itchy now, but he still chose to endure it.
"Senior brother, shall we try it?" Don't forget that the little monk naturally sensed his senior brother's reaction, and also knew that his senior brother was itching now.
After hearing the words of the little monk, Su Chen shook his head with a smile.
This makes the little monk a little puzzled, in the eyes of the little monk himself.
Whether the others will be able to survive the sword shrine smoothly is unknown.
But if it is your own senior brother, don't forget that the little monk is absolutely sure.
I just don't understand why my senior brother doesn't try it now.
Before Su Chen could speak, there was mocking laughter all around.
In the eyes of these monks, Su Chen and the little monk who did not forget were just two layers of the Wheel Realm.
Those Heavenly King Realm powerhouses couldn't pass the level smoothly before, so what use could the Wheel Realm be?
Hearing the ridicule of these monks, Song Qingshu frowned slightly.
Obviously a little displeased, and even opened the ancient book and planned to do it.
After all, they all knew before that in the tomb of the saint, life and death are fateful.
Now as long as Su Chen nodded, Song Qingshu would do it immediately.
"Hehe, since you can land here, it can be regarded as fate. ”
"In that case, why make it so embarrassing?" said a laugh from the crowd.
Then a young man in a blue robe with a folding fan in hand led a group of monks out.
"Your Excellency, could it be the third prince of the Qingshu Holy Dynasty: Song Zhe?" someone recognized the leading young man behind him and asked with some hesitation.
"Yes, it's this prince. ”
"I also hope that you can give this prince a face. Song Zhe played with the folding fan in his hand, looked at the people in front of him and said.
Although Song Zhe said politely now, there was a meaning in his words that could not be denied.
This made Su Chen frown slightly, obviously Su Chen didn't know the so-called three princes of the Qingshu Holy Dynasty in front of him.
However, standing beside Su Chen, Song Qingshu, who was originally going to do it.
When he saw Song Zhe and the others come out, a trace of hideousness appeared in his eyes.
Then he was suppressed by Song Qingshu and pretended to be fine.
"Since it is the meaning of the third prince, we will naturally give face. ”
"But I'm afraid that some people don't know what to do, but we kindly remind them not to die. ”
"That's right! The Heavenly King Realm is not an opponent, and he dares to make a big deal when he turns the wheel realm!"
I don't know what Confucianism thinks, but any kind of goods can be allowed to enter. ”
The monk who had previously mocked Su Chen and Don't Forget the Little Monk looked at Song Zhe and said.
After hearing the words of these monks, Song Zhe's eyes showed a trace of displeasure.
Obviously, there is now dissatisfaction with the attitude of these monks.
But it's also fleeting, and his face still maintains a harmless appearance.
"Can you get in?"
Behind Song Zhe, a young man with a giant sword raised his eyebrows and looked at the monks in front of him playfully and muttered.
Ignoring the obstruction of other Qingzhou students around him, he resolutely walked towards these monks in front of him.
"What are you going to do, calm down!" Song Zhe was about to stop the giant sword boy, but the giant sword boy didn't pay attention to Song Zhe at all.
"Did you just say that you can enter any kind of goods?" asked the giant sword boy as he looked at the monks in front of him.
"We did say it, but we didn't say it about the three princes, we said it's about them!"
These monks obviously thought that the giant sword boy had misunderstood now.
Thinking that they were talking about Song Zhe, he pointed to Su Chen and the others on the side and said.
After hearing the words of these monks, the giant sword boy showed a small smile.
"That's right, then! Die!" the giant sword boy suddenly drew the giant sword behind him, and slashed straight down at the monks in front of him.
"Damn! We all said that we didn't say anything about the third prince! What are you nervous about now!" the monks struggled a little to resist the sword.
One by one, they looked at the young man holding the giant sword in front of him with ugly faces, and just one move had already made these monks feel a little numb in their arms.
It is inevitable that there will be some hesitation in my heart, what a strange power this is!
"Hehe, since you dare to humiliate the master, then you must be prepared to bear the anger of the master!"
"Burning fire!" the boy kicked the sword face, and the giant sword flew up.
The fiery heat gradually released from the boy's body, and the giant sword in the air still burned.
The moment the boy grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, it was behind the boy.
Condensed a huge void giant sword and smashed it down towards the monks below.
"Senior brother, does this kid look like you?" Don't forget that the little monk couldn't help but look at his own senior brother beside him after looking at the young man holding a giant sword in the air.
"It's just like, it's just the same. Li Daoquan agrees with the point of view of not forgetting the little monk at this moment.
After all, in Li Daoquan's current opinion, the body of the giant sword boy in front of him.
is completely engraved with Su Chen's shadow, if you say that it is not like it, I am afraid that no one will believe it.
After hearing the words of Don't forget the little monk and Li Daoquan, Su Chen shook his head a little helplessly.
It was at the moment that the giant sword boy appeared, and he already recognized the identity of the young man.
It just made Su Chen a little surprised, naturally he didn't expect the boy to appear here.
I didn't expect that the sword intent on my body would improve so much.
Compared to the first time we met, it couldn't be compared.
The giant sword fell, and these monks of the first or two layers of the Heavenly King Realm.
I couldn't bear the oppression, and flew out directly.
The boy was clearly teaching the monks a lesson now, and had no intention of killing them.
"If there is a next time, I will not spare it!" said the young man, carrying his giant sword, looking at the embarrassed monks in front of him.
After hearing the young man's words, these monks naturally nodded their heads again and again.
After all, who wants to provoke the monster in front of him? When the young man saw this, he trotted towards Su Chen.
The face revealed was the opposite of the previous one.
This also surprised Song Zhe, after all, Song Zhe had never seen such a smile on this young man's face.
"Master, you will indeed come to the Tomb of the Saints!"
"I didn't expect to be able to fall in the same place with the master, this must be a disciple who moved the heavens!"
"Master, I did a good job before, right?