Text Chapter 11 The Coming from Sword Mountain
Sansheng looked at Qinglong, who was calm and elegant on weekdays, but now he looked like this, and then thought of the white tiger who had not been quite right since the early days, and his sense of uneasiness suddenly reached the extreme, "What's coming?"
Qinglong trembled and said, "Elder Sword Mountain!"
Sansheng looked at the sky with a solemn face, the figure that appeared with the thunder was hurrying towards the Imperial Sword Gate, and the door master also noticed that something was wrong, got up and rushed to the auxiliary residence, changed the smell of copper on weekdays, and asked with a serious expression: "Qinglong, what happened?"
"Sect Master, I'm sorry, we shouldn't have let the Chamber of Commerce study the Imperial Sword Technique!" Qinglong said with a crying voice: "The Imperial Sword Technique is the practice of the Thousand Martial Sect's Imperial Sword Mountain, and it is taboo to secretly learn the martial arts of his sect. Qinglong paused and cried again: "The door master's favor for the two of us, I and the white tiger have always been a favor to repay the door master, I thought that if the elders of the sect visited, we could fight each other, but .........I didn't expect it" He looked at the young man who was walking with the sword in the sky, "But I didn't expect that it was him who came, and I am afraid that the sword gate will not be able to save it this time." β
"Thousand Martial Sects, Imperial Sword Mountain?" The door master didn't notice the strange state of the sky, just regarded it as a strange thing on a sunny day, and said disdainfully: "What if he comes, how about a martial artist who can take my Imperial Sword Sect, it's a big deal to give some money away." β
"The master of the door. This voice was Sansheng said: "If you knew what the true ruler of this heaven and earth was, you would not have said such things." β
The master of the door still said disdainfully: "Aren't you talking about the immortals in those stories that fool children?" Shi Jincheng can be said to be a cultivator who has almost no primordial spirit realm, and the civilians living here regard the immortals as false, like frogs at the bottom of a well, and this is not to blame them, if they do not reach a certain height, they will not be able to see the truth clearly, even if the words spoken by those who know the spirit cultivators will be regarded as crazy words and become a joke after tea.
Sansheng Mo didn't speak, secretly mobilized the spiritual power gathered in his right hand, and slammed a punch to the ground, this punch is not only the power of a thousand catties, it has the potential to collapse the mountain, directly penetrating the bluestone ground, leaving a half-arm-sized hole, this is just a brute force of a punch if supplemented by exercises and moves with the power of the first spirit realm is this power, a punch down, everything is self-evident, a certain said that the two of them have been shocked and lost their voices, even the green dragon is shocked, the power of this punch is not at all what the Na Ling forging body can achieve, it is clear that it has reached the first spirit realm that he and the white tiger can not climb in his life, and he remembered that he used his sword to coerce Sansheng before, it was really ridiculousγ
"Is he stronger or weaker than you ....... this one?" Seeing that Sansheng was so strong, the door master didn't dare to treat him as a child.
"Fu Kill" Qinglong said loudly: "The Imperial Sword Mountain Fury Thunder Sword Fu Kill was already a powerhouse in control of the realm a year ago. Qinglong looked at Sansheng: "Sansheng can't be compared with it at all, what's even more terrifying is that Fu Jiren is the same as his name, and his temperament is as irritable as thunder, if he knows that the Chamber of Commerce uses sword tricks to form his own sect, he will definitely destroy the Imperial Sword Gate." β
"What should I do then?" After hearing this, the person who came this time was a person who could not even be as good as Sansheng, a monster who could collapse stones with one punch, and he also began to panic.
"There's no time, the master of the door, you first take the disciples in the door to leave the Imperial Sword Gate, I think Fu Ji will not be killed, money is something outside the body, and people can still earn it while they are alive." Qinglong said firmly: "I will help the door master stop Fu Ji!"
"But you. The door master said reluctantly
"It's a mistake we made, and it's up to us to make up for it. The white tiger walked out of the house with a pale face: "What should come is always what you have to come." β
"Let's go, Door Master. Sansheng hugged Miqi, who had been knocked unconscious by Sansheng, to the door master: "Take Miqi." β
"Well, if you can see me again, Chen Fugui will definitely repay you. With that, the master of the door hugged Mi Qi and beckoned the disciples in the door to leave in a hurry.
At this moment, Fu Ji had already come to the sky above Sansheng, and looked coldly at the fleeing disciple: "Left Cang, Right Heaven, which of you will explain what this Imperial Sword Gate is?"
"Elder, this matter is a mistake made by the two of us who are greedy for wealth and wealth, if we want to punish them, we will be punished, and I hope to let the people of the Edgeworth Sect go. The green dragon and the white tiger knelt on their knees and cried.
"Huh. Seeing that the two of them knelt down without dignity, Fu Ji did not have mercy but angrily reprimanded: "How can you cowards and scum be here in Yujian Mountain, and kneel down like this?
"Okay, if you want to be punished, then I'll give it to you!" said that a sword struck, this sword was ordinary, no spiritual power flowed, and no strength was exerted, as if it was done deliberately, waiting for the two of them to block this sword.
With a crisp collision, Sansheng had already taken out his sword to block the two of them, and there was a terrifying murderous aura wrapped around him: "These two people are not garbage, they are strong people who gave up their lives to repay their kindness!"
"Haha, interesting, interesting, just the first spirit realm dares to talk about the strong in front of me?" Fu Ji saw Sansheng coming to block the sword, and he actually laughed wildly: "Coincidentally, I have recently explored the threshold of the mortal realm, so I will use you to practice, I only use the strength of the first spirit realm, if you can resist my three moves, I will let the two of them go." β
"If I can resist your three moves, you will retract the words that Qinglong is a coward"
"Yes, come, first move. Fu Ji just swept with a light swing of the sword, and he already had the strength of a thousand catties, and the long sword broke through the wind and swooped straight at Sansheng.
Sansheng held the sword with both hands, raised his backhand, and blocked the sword with all his might, and the huge backlash shook Sansheng's hands cracked, and the blood was left along the sword.
"It's too strong to beat. Sansheng was secretly surprised, Fu Ji had no move at all, he was struggling to block it, and he didn't have the slightest chance of winning, although he thought so in his heart, Sansheng still held the sword with both hands: "Come, the second move." β
"Good! Fu Ji smiled wildly and put away his sword, slashed his long sword, and pointed straight at the ground, "Then the second move is coming." As soon as the words fell, I saw the thunder light lingering on Fu Ji's long sword, Fu Ji held the sword with both hands, horizontally in front of his chest, and looked at Sansheng obliquely: "This move is the first swordsmanship I learned, Ben Lei." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword, and the sword stabbed out like thunder and lightning.
Sansheng looked at the long sword that the thunder light was entwined and stabbed at him, and knew that he could not block it by brute force, otherwise he would definitely die under the thunder, and immediately leaned forward, wanting to hit the sword body to achieve the effect of unloading, but he never thought that he was about to turn over and get out of the sword, but his body was under the influence of the thunder light and did not obey the call, seeing that the long sword was approaching the door, Sansheng hurriedly called out Xiyue, and wrapped it in the surface of his body, although Xiyue could not help Sansheng enhance his strength, but he could block the paralysis of the thunder light in an instant, Sansheng took advantage of this moment to turn over and take out the sword.
"Bell"
"How is it possible!" Sansheng exclaimed, although this sword did indeed hit it, but Sansheng miscalculated the power of the thunder, or Sansheng miscalculated the effect of the exercises on the cultivators, the moment the sword touched the long sword, the thunder light that lingered in the sword body flew out, the sword spun in the air three times and pierced into the bluestone, Fu Ji took advantage of the victory to pursue, pressed down on the wrist and slammed Sansheng's abdomen with the hilt of the sword, Sansheng smashed to the ground, cracked the bluestone ground, and a mouthful of thick blood gushed out from the air. If Fu Ji hadn't hit Sansheng with the hilt of his sword, Sansheng would have returned to the sky, so it seems that Sansheng's defeat is a foregone conclusion.
"The prototype of the sword spirit?" Fu Ji saw Sansheng summon the spirit body, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, the sword spirit is what every sword cultivator wants all his life, and he may not be able to have a prototype of the sword spirit after raising the sword for a hundred years, Fu Ji has touched the threshold of the mortal realm, and he is familiar with the sword power, but the sword spirit is still far away.
"The next sword you will surely lose. Fu Ji put away his long sword, took out a pebble-sized pill and said, "If you want to save the two Qinglong, eat this." β
"Ahem. Sansheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up, Fu Ji's strength made Sansheng feel powerless, and dragged his seriously injured body and asked with difficulty: "What will happen if you don't eat." β
"Everyone present had to die, including those who had just escaped. β
"Bring it. Sansheng didn't say a word, swallowed the pill, and walked into the distance to pick up Zhenfei's sword back in his hand, in case Fu Ji repented: "It's okay now." β
"Of course, I have always said that I will do it, but ........." Fu Ji suddenly smiled and said: "What I swallowed for you just now is the sword pill I refined, and there is a sword momentum hidden in it, which will explode within two years if I don't expect it, this sword power is not comparable to the power of the thunder just now, and when it explodes, I am afraid that there will be no corpse." β
"What the hell do you want?"
Fu Ji pointed to the two Qinglong who were kneeling on the ground and said: "In two years, if you find Yujian Mountain, I will untie it for you, of course, the two of you must not help him, otherwise you will ....."
"Finally, let me ask you a question, what is your name?" Fu Ji said as he looked at Sansheng with interest.
The mouth full of blood made Sansheng only say vaguely: "Sansheng." β
"Okay, okay, Sansheng, I'm looking forward to seeing you at Edgeworth. After that, he took out a scroll from his arms and threw it to Sansheng: "This is the practice of the sword technique and the sword cultivation technique to learn together, I hope that the next time we meet, I can block my three swords, hahahaha" In the long laughter, Fu Ji turned around and stepped on the sword and walked away.
Sansheng put away the two scrolls, felt the unwillingness in his heart, and yelled in the direction where Fu Ji left: "Fu Ji, next time I see you, I will definitely defeat you!"