Heavenly Sword Gate.

A small sect of small size in Qingzhou.

As you can see from the name of the sect, this is a sect that respects the sword.

In the sect, from the elders to the disciples, almost all of them followed the Emperor's Crazy Sword Stream.

And the 250th generation head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhen Wuving, is the same.

"Humph......"

Zhen Wushu held a sharpened pig-killing knife, smiled, and walked towards a white and chubby little fat pig.

"I heard that the undefeated legend has been killing pigs and practicing knives, in order to turn into gods, although I don't know what the effect is, but I might as well try it today."

The little fat pig who was eating pig food didn't notice Zhen Wuving behind him at all, and his ill-intentioned eyes.

Just when Zhen Wushu approached the little fat pig, he was about to wave the pig-killing knife and give the little fat pig a knife-

"Boss, boss...... Oh no, it's an explosion!! Master...... It's an explosion!! ”

The mournful voice sounded, scaring away the little fat pig who was obediently waiting to be killed.

Zhen Wushu was also startled, he didn't hold the pig-killing knife in his hand steadily, shook it, and fell to the ground with a bang.

He looked flustered, hurriedly stepped on the pig-killing knife with his foot, and immediately turned his head to glare at the miscellaneous disciple who was running over, and said angrily:

"What are you shouting about? Funeral? Isn't this seat okay? Why did it explode? I'm a monkey for you, and you're exploding. ”

The miscellaneous disciples ran all the way over, out of breath, and wanted to take a break, but when they heard the scolding of the master, they hurriedly explained:

"No, no...... It's not the boss that you exploded, it's ...... It's your carving...... Whew, blow up ......"

"Huh?!"

Zhen Wuving's face changed, his anger surged, and he fell over with a slap, knocking the miscellaneous disciple to the ground, and then kicked him with his foot.

"I'm a monkey for you, what did you ......blow up?"

The miscellaneous disciple hugged his head and hurriedly shouted, "No...... Boss, boss, listen to my explanation......"

Good half a day.

Zhen Wushu finally understood the meaning of this disciple who hit the street, it turned out that his statue exploded.

This statue of him can be described as the treasure of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

No one knew what kind of material the statue was made of, but it was a very strange treasure. Every time the head of the Heavenly Sword Gate changes, it will automatically become the current head.

For the disciples to pay homage and worship.

At the same time, this statue of the head is also the core of the entire Heavenly Sword Gate Mountain Protection Array.

It can be said that as long as this statue of the head exists, the Heavenly Sword Gate has a layer of unbreakable turtle shells.

However, if the aura stored in the Talisman Array is not enough to block the intruders, the Mountain Protector Array will begin to extract the massive amount of aura in the statue of the leader, and once it is extracted too much, the statue will crack.

If you can't stop the intruders, the protective array will be destroyed, and the statue of the head will also explode.

And the statues that protect the entire sect have been blown up, do the people in the door still have a way to live?

It can be said that the carving is in the people, and the carving is blowing up the people......

Now, his statue has cracked, and the situation can be described as very critical.

There is always a danger of carving and bombing.

After hearing this, Zhen Wudi's face changed slightly, and he quickly calmed down again, and he sneered: "There are still people who dare to hit my Heavenly Sword Gate, it's really bold." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhen Wushu didn't take this matter to heart.

He felt that the person who dared to come to the door might be a stunned young man who had just walked and jumped into the rivers and lakes, and wanted to be crazy if he wanted to be famous.

The other party had never heard of his Zhen Invincible's name of "Little Emperor Killing Heaven", so he dared to be so bold.

But as long as people go out of the mountain to report their names, the other party will definitely have to kneel down obediently to apologize, and dare not be presumptuous.

With a deep groan, Zhen Wushu put his hands behind his back, looked at the miscellaneous disciple, and said lightly: "When the other party came to the door, did you mention me?" ”

Hearing this, the miscellaneous disciple raised his head, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he shook his head with a bitter face and said, "The disciple doesn't dare." ”

"What would you not dare? Hurry up, go and pick me up first......" Zhen Wushu commanded.

When the miscellaneous disciple heard this, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "That disciple has offended. ”

With that, he stood up and reached out to pull Zhen Wuving's collar.

Not to mention, this guy's brute strength is quite big, Zhen Wushu is defenseless, and he was almost lifted up by him.

Zhen Wuving's face turned red with anger, and a thousand catties fell to stabilize the plate, and then slapped it again, and roared angrily: "I'll set you monkey, I'll let you mention my name, not let you mention my collar!" ”

Another beating.

Half a day.

The miscellaneous disciple was dying.

Zhen Wushu finally stopped, and his anger subsided a little.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly, the mountain he was on also began to tremble, as if the situation was no longer optimistic, and the mountain protection array was about to break.

Zhen Wudi's face changed, he didn't expect the situation to be so urgent.

Obviously, under the words of this miscellaneous disciple, when there was a crack in his statue, all the elders and Dharma protectors in the gate had gone over to guard and instill their true essence to strengthen the protective array.

Why is it still like this?

"A bunch of trash."

Zhen Wushu scolded, thinking, it seems that he has to come forward himself.

Glancing coldly at the miscellaneous disciples lying on the ground pretending to be dead, he snorted and said, "Take you a monkey, this seat will go over and take a look for yourself." ”

With that, he took control of the pig-killing knife and flew towards the location of his statue.

"Boom ......"

As soon as he came to the hill where the statue of the head was placed, Zhen Wushu sensed that the tremor in this place was becoming more and more terrifying.

"Master, you're finally here, we can't hold it anymore."

When Zhen Wushu jumped down from the pig-killing knife, the Great Elder shouted with a bitter face.

Hearing this, Zhen Wushu frowned, did not speak, and looked at the statue of himself that had been infused by the major elders with various true elements.

I saw that the statue, at this time, was already covered with countless fine cracks, and it was about to explode.

The thought just came to mind.

"Bang!!"

The statue exploded in an instant.

"Wow!!"

"Poof......

A group of people were counterattacked, and immediately vomited blood and flew upside down.

The many disciples who were watching from the sidelines looked at each other, all of them were colorless, and cried: "Exploded, the head of the sect blew up, the head of the sect blew up, the head of the sect blew up......"

"Woo woo, the head of the house blew up, what should I do? The boss exploded......"

"Shut up!!"

Zhen Wudi's face was also pale, but he still calmed down and shouted at them.

And at this time.

The sky darkened.

Then, countless delicate wreaths appeared in the sky, one by one with the words of laying, and slowly fell throughout the Tiandao Gate.

At the same time, a cold and arrogant voice sounded slowly:

"I stole the wreath, but lay your heart-"

At the same time as the cold voice sounded, a brilliant silver light, like moonlight falling on the earth, rushed to the front of everyone at an unimaginable speed.

Zhen Wushu felt his heart suddenly cold.

A wisp of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

He stiffened his neck and looked back.

Behind him, there was a person standing quietly, wearing a river crab mask, and his face could not be seen, but in her white hands, there was a living heart, thumping in her hands.

It was also at the moment when Zhen Wushu looked back.

He saw a smile in the man's glass-like eyes, and—

A handful crushed his heart.

At this time, the third-rate continued: "It's true." ”