Chapter 112: This Old Man Is Talking Nonsense
Facing the Jindan period monk, Chen Bei was not afraid at all, he stabbed out with a sword, pointing directly at the opponent's vital point, and the invisible sword qi erupted, heading straight to the opponent's eyebrows.
"At a young age, your personality is ruthless, and leaving you behind is also a scourge." The head of Wanjian Mountain snorted coldly, his spiritual sense turned into a shield to block this invisible sword qi, and the celestial-level flying sword in his hand broke through the air, aiming at Chen Bei's vital point.
This is a lose-lose style of play, but the head of Wanjian Mountain didn't believe that he would be injured by Chen Bei's sword at all, he was a Jindan monk, how could he still be defeated by a foundation building body cultivator?
But just as they were about to have a swordsmanship duel, the black stick in Chen Bei's hand suddenly stretched out, directly extending from about one meter two to three meters, a length of three meters, the sword in the hand of the head of Wanjian Mountain couldn't touch Chen Bei at all, but the black stick in Chen Bei's hand could touch him.
One inch long and one inch strong, and the black stick in Chen Bei's hand is more than one and a half meters longer than the sword in the hand of the head of Wanjian Mountain, so this is by no means a way to show that both sides are defeated, from the beginning, Chen Bei did not intend to lose both with the head of Wanjian Mountain.
"Hmph, be smart." The head of Wanjian Mountain snorted coldly, his face was full of indifference, he stabbed out with a sword, and then let go, and the magic weapon of the Heavenly Rank that emitted blue light suddenly galloped out and went straight to Chen Bei.
This is the sword mastery, although Chen Bei's black stick can be lengthened, but the monk can resist the sword!
"Good sword!" Chen Bei couldn't help but praise it, this sword is not something that can be explained by a sentence of "imperial sword technique", this sword also carries the sword intent of the head of Wanjian Mountain!
But Chen Bei was still calm, he stood at the gate of Tianzi No. 1 Courtyard, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his black hair was blown by the sword qi that escaped from the flying sword, like a demon king of the mixed world.
"Since you dare to provoke your elders, let's die here!" The head of Wanjian Mountain roared angrily, his voice shook the heavens and the earth, the murderous aura emanated, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped by a few degrees.
"Cang!" Chen Bei's eyebrows shone with golden light, and an invisible sword qi was stimulated from Chen Bei's eyebrows, and then pierced the air like an arrow from the string!
"Wave!"
The head of Wanjian Mountain stood firmly on the ground like Mount Tai, and a powerful spiritual sense also flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and then turned into an incomparable giant sword, and directly slashed at Chen Bei's invisible sword qi, the difference between the two was like a world of difference.
"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the bright moon?" The head of Wanjian Mountain sneered disdainfully, and the incomparable giant sword broke through the air, directly slashing Chen Bei's invisible sword qi into all directions, and went straight to Chen Bei.
At the same time, the black stick also collided with the flying sword, and the collision between the two immediately erupted into an incomparably powerful shockwave, Chen Bei took five steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the incomparable spiritual sense giant sword followed, as if it was about to cut Chen Bei in two at the gate of this Tianzi No. 1 Courtyard.
"Is it still too reluctant?" Chen Bei sighed, even if he comprehended the invisible sword qi, he was still not strong enough, and he was still too reluctant in the face of the middle stage of Jindan.
Chen Bei had already closed his eyes, he was not afraid of death at all, life and death, but the most normal thing in the world, as a martial artist, it was better to go against his will, distort his spirit, and oppress his nature for such a trivial matter.
The strong are angry, and swing their swords at the stronger; The weak are cowardly and swing their swords at the weaker.
Chen Bei's nature is like this, he will never compromise, and he will never change his character, even if he meets a stronger person, he will challenge him, and the worst result is just death.
Chen Bei closed his eyes, just waited for the incomparable spiritual sense giant sword to slash at him, and then rushed to Huangquan, a real martial artist, even if he went to Huangquan, he had to stand up straight and walk in!
However, just as the incomparable spiritual knowledge giant sword was about to arrive at the top of Chen Bei's head, in the Tianzi No. 1 courtyard, a stronger peerless murderous aura broke through the sky and directly smashed this spiritual sense giant sword.
The head of Wanjian Mountain was shocked, and then took three steps back in a row to alleviate the agitation of his soul, this murderous aura was too strong, almost shaking the foundation of his soul, tearing his spiritual pillar, and making him can't help but palpitate in his heart.
Terrifying, is this the head of the Ling Xiao Sect? Sure enough, I can't deal with it alone.
The head of Wanjian Mountain had a heavy face, and he glanced at the head of Zhengyi, who also nodded solemnly at him.
The head of the sect took a step forward and stood side by side with the head of Wanjian Mountain, the two of them continued to exude spiritual pressure, and behind them, it was as if the phantom of a double-headed mountain had appeared, and as soon as the phantom of this mountain appeared, it could faintly compete with the murderous aura emanating from the courtyard of Tianzi No. 1.
And at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd: "This is... Killing stars shining? The head of the Lingxiao Sect actually cultivated the Killing Fluctuation that had long been lost? ”
Everyone looked over and found that it was the old monk who had seen through the invisible sword of Zhang Shuheng before.
"It's that old fool! Why did he come along? ”
"Is it that he saw through the invisible sword of the Ling Xiao Sect? Who is this person and why is he so powerful? ”
"This old man is chattering, but every word can be accurate to the point, I think it's very unusual!"
"What's unusual, it's just a coincidental guess, don't be alarmist."
As soon as the old man appeared, he immediately became the focus of everyone, but in the next second, Xiao Niansheng suddenly walked out of the courtyard of Tianzi No. 1.
At this moment, there is no wind in the air, but the hem of Xiao Niansheng's clothes is windless, it turns out that the fluctuation of killing intent is too strong to bring up the hem of his clothes, his expression is indifferent, his steps are steady, and every step seems to be stepping on everyone's hearts, making them feel breathless.
Xiao Niansheng glanced at the old monk, and then nodded slightly.
This monk probably had a vision of the future, but unfortunately, because he didn't know how to use it, and no one taught him, he ended up insane and became what he is today. Xiao Niansheng hadn't understood how this old monk could suddenly tell the information about the Invisible Sword, but at this moment, he suddenly understood that it was this old man who could see what happened in the future, but because he could see the future, he was delirious, and he mistook what would happen in the past for what happened now, so he talked nonsense.
The future is very rare, if you have the opportunity, you have to invite this old monk back to the Lingxiao Sect, so that you don't have to damage the Dao to perform divine arithmetic.
"Why do the two of you have to embarrass the apprentice of this seat so much? Do you think Xiao is a bully? Xiao Niansheng's tone was very light, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold and piercing, and the spiritual pressure emanated, as if a dark planet had appeared behind him.