Chapter Eighty-Eight: Destruction of Corpses

Zhou Chen left, and no one could guess where he went. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Shaolin abbot Fakong stared at the direction of Zhou Chen's last departure, and was silent for a long time.

The white-eyed sword monarch had already arranged for the disciples to leave in an orderly manner, but he took up his light skills and went to Fakong's side, also looked at that place, and said: "With such unpredictable means, the rivers and lakes are so big that no one can control him. ”

"Don't you two think that this person's methods are a bit like the Ascending Immortal Gate?"

Yue Zhengfeng also floated over with light power at this time, and after his toes touched the ground lightly, he said in a serious tone.

"The Ascension Immortal Sect that appeared two hundred years ago, I didn't expect that Master Yue also knew about it. ”

The white-eyed Sword Monarch's expression also became solemn, and he said, "The ability used by this person is indeed very similar to that of the Ascension Immortal Sect, but ......"

"Hmph, but this thief obviously obtained these abilities with the help of my Binglin Sword, which is different from the Ascending Immortal Gate. ”

A voice suddenly interjected, it was Yi Zongtian, the owner of Sword Casting Mountain Villa.

A good sword appreciation conference was actually messed up because of Zhou Chen, a kid who was not born in the genital. Even the Binglin Sword was taken away by him, which made him a strange ability, almost allowing him to ascend to the sky in one step.

If it weren't for the few masters present, such as the abbot of Fakong and the white-eyed sword monarch, they were all extremely martial arts, and they would not be afraid of the instant sneak attack of the Binglin Sword. The other party's threat to kill is probably really fulfilled.

"Amitabha, as soon as this person gains strength, he raises his hands to kill people so unscrupulously, which shows the weight of his demonic nature. And the source of its strength is because of the Divine Sword, not its own possession, and this is where its weakness lies. I'll go back and make a little repair, and then think about how to deal with this person, and if I have any gains, I'll inform others to get together and talk in detail, what do you think?"

"Yes. ”

"As it should be. ”

Baimei Jianjun, Yue Zhengfeng, and Yi Zongtian immediately expressed their attitudes.

And the other big forces present who had not yet retreated, because Fakong did not suppress their voices when he spoke, and knew that it was also said to them, so they also expressed their agreement with this move one by one.

At such a time, no one would dare to express their withdrawal clearly.

Whether it is someone who is jealous of Zhou Chen, or someone who thinks that he has nothing to do with him and will not be harmed, they will not back down at such a time, and they must participate with the general trend.

The reason is very simple, and these masters of various forces present are not idiots, so they are naturally very clear.

"One more point. ”

At this time, Yue Zhengfeng suddenly spoke again.

And when he spoke, he set his eyes on Yi Zongtian, which made the latter secretly bad.

"Master Yi Zhuang can forge the Ice Lin Sword, I wonder if there are still the same materials left? I think Master Yi Zhuang should hand over the remaining materials and scatter them for everyone to keep together, or directly destroy them, and the same magic weapon cannot be allowed to appear again. ”

Yue Zhengfeng said unhurriedly, and that tone seemed to have settled the other party.

"Amitabha! What Master Yue said is very true, and he also asked Master Yi Zhuang to put the safety of the martial arts first and hand over the sword casting materials. ”

Fakong stepped forward and stood in the same place as Yue Zhengfeng, obviously uniting the front and jointly persecuting Yi Zongtian.

His move was tantamount to another start, and all the forces present also expressed their agreement with Yue Zhengfeng's statement.

"You may have misunderstood, the strange stone used to forge the Binglin Sword is not big, and after the sword is cast, there is not much left, only a few residues remain, which is no longer of great use. ”

Yi Zongtian replied calmly on his face, but in his heart he hated Yue Zhengfeng.

I just exchanged eight words for your "Sun Divine Palm" formula, and you are so deliberately retaliating, are you really not afraid of my Sword Casting Villa?

Hate to hate, but Yue Zhengfeng retaliated like this, but Yi Zongtian was helpless.

Because the situation is stronger than the people.

"Master Yi Zhuang should not make mistakes, this is a major matter related to the safety of the martial arts, and everyone present will never let the birth of the second Binglin Sword be born!"

Naturally, no one would believe what Yi Zongtian said, even if he was telling the truth, he would not be able to convince everyone at this time.

So, led by Yue Zhengfeng and Abbot Fakong, everyone began to put pressure on Yi Zongtian.

The latter, on the other hand, knew that they would eventually give in, but they could not immediately relent.

A bargaining argument began.

......

Half a day later, on a certain mountain road, the group of Bliss Valley was on their way.

There were six carriages in this line, and in the penultimate carriage, Liu Baoyu, the prince of Bliss, and his mother, the beautiful woman in red, were seated.

The two sat in the car and did not speak, so quiet that they could only hear the sound of bumps beneath them.

After a long time, the Boy of Bliss finally broke the silence, frowned and said, "Mother, why is the child a little uneasy, what we saw at the sword appreciation conference, is it true?"

"Nature is true. ”

The beautiful woman smiled lovingly, slowly hugged the prince of bliss into her arms, and said: "Baoyu, you think that's not true, I still can't believe it, why did that kid suddenly become a big devil, no one can help it? ”

"It's all because of that Ice Lin Sword!"

The Boy of Bliss obediently leaned into the arms of the beautiful woman, and his eyes burst out with unwillingness, and said: "That kid is obviously a eunuch, how can He De master such a divine sword! If I can get this sword, I will definitely be several times stronger than him!"

"Baoyu, I know that you have great plans, but this person has mastered the divine weapon and has powerful abilities, which is no longer something that ordinary means can deal with. As the Fakong monk said, we can only think long-term about its weaknesses, and we can't take a rash shot. ”

The beautiful woman gently patted the back of the Boy of Bliss, and continued: "This time may not be a great opportunity, now we just have to wait, wait for an opportunity to jointly encircle and suppress that kid, and then see the opportunity to catch him first and ask him about his secret, and then the sword will be controlled by our Bliss Valley, and we will reach the top of the entire martial arts in one fell swoop." ”

The eyes of the Boy of Bliss also shone brightly: "Yes, this may not be an opportunity, as long as we plan properly, we can ......"

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud thud exploded.

The words of the Son of Bliss could not be said any more, because he was already crushed.

Not only him, but even the beautiful woman in red, and even the entire carriage, had turned into ice chips in an instant.

It's Zhou Chen!

At this moment, he was floating in the air, condescendingly looking at the scene of several carriages being destroyed by himself in one fell swoop, and there was no expression on his face.

"Since it happened to me to run into it, I blame you for your bad luck!"

Zhou Chen sneered and slowly landed down, and at the same time, his left hand gradually became red, and then he struck out three palms in a row, and the three red palm phantoms rose in the wind, with a scorching wave of air, and bombarded several carriages that were turned into ice sculptures.

Boom Boom!

The phantom shadow of the palm fell, and three explosions exploded in a row, and most of the ice sculptures were immediately evaporated and disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )