"Those who vainly seek heavenly opportunities will scatter their souls from heaven and earth and will not enter reincarnation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

On the top of the mountain, Chen Peng looked at the unobservable and imperceptible ashes and then returned to the bottom of the mountain.

The mud bodhisattva died, and he was killed by the Heavenly Dao with immeasurable thunder to extinguish the divine soul.

Even if it was his hidden Great Grandmaster realm cultivation, under the power of heaven and earth, he didn't have any strength to resist.

But before he died, he also got everything he wanted and saw Chen Peng's fate, which is what Chen Peng said, "As you wish." ”

But it can also be said that the mud bodhisattva did not see Chen Peng's past and did not get the luck he wanted.

Just because he had the idea of detecting Chen Peng's fate in his heart, he had actually already left his body, and when the wind rose, he had actually been robbed by heaven and earth, and his soul was destroyed.

Those previous scenes were actually just his fantasies before he died, or Chen Peng's use of his mind to complete the mystery of luck that he wanted to explore all his life before the wind rose.

After all, in Chen Peng's mind, the mud bodhisattva has cultivated all his life, is proficient in Qimen, gossip, luck, numerology, and can also be regarded as a genius in the Qianyuan Continent, so what about his wishes?

"For me, there is no right or wrong in the matter of the mud bodhisattva. What I think is what I do, and I am not confused by all beings, but only what I think in my heart."

Chen Peng's thought flashed, and after glancing at the north, he didn't care about the stunned disciples at the bottom of the mountain, and returned to the secret room.

"Now that the mud bodhisattva has seen it, then just wait for the arrival of the sword saint, and then you can travel the world and see who the emperor and the others are."

Emperor Shakti is a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm who has lived for thousands of years since the Qin Dynasty, and his cultivation has quickly broken through the threshold of the Broken Realm.

And he is still the master of the mud bodhisattva, and Chen Peng has killed the mud bodhisattva, there must be no end between the two, and there will be a victory or defeat.

But Chen Peng was not afraid, he only waited for the arrival of the Sword Saint, even if Emperor Shakti did not find him, Chen Peng would take the initiative to meet him.

And the Sword Saint, his original name was Dugu Sword.

He is the brother of the city lord of Wushuang City, and he has studied the art of kendo all his life, and can be described as one of the best kendo masters in the Fengyun Continent.

In particular, his self-created set of Holy Spirit Sword Technique is unbreakable and invincible.

But more than ten years ago, during the battle between the Sword Master and the Wulin Myth, after being broken in the swordsmanship, he failed and retired and was closed in a grass hut.

At this point, more than ten years have passed, and after the Xiongba sent people to destroy Wushuang City in the past few days, the remaining disciples of Wushuang City went to ask the Sword Saint to leave the customs and let him be the master of the people of Wushuang City.

Therefore, when the Sword Master heard the news, he wanted to fight to the death with Xiongba to avenge the family and people of Wushuang City.

And because of this, under hatred and pressure, the Sword Master realized the Sword Twenty-Three when he was dying...

This is also why Chen Peng does not look for the Sword Saint now, but quickly solves these trivial things, and then goes to the trouble of Emperor Shakti.

It was because Chen Peng was afraid that if he found the Sword Saint in advance, he would break the trajectory of the Sword Saint, and he was afraid that he would not be able to study the Sword Twenty-Three that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

"Juggernaut .. Sword Twenty-Three .."

Chen Peng smiled and fell into contemplation, waiting for the arrival of the Sword Saint five days later.

And on the other side,

"The mud bodhisattva was blown to ashes by this strange wind."

When the disciples of the back mountain saw the scene of the disappearance of the mud bodhisattva, after coming back from their astonishment, they hurriedly ran towards the main hall and reported to the gang leader.

After all, for one of his little disciples, the mud bodhisattva was a big offense, and now he died in his own custody, which was a big U-turn.

"Helper.. I don't know why... It's just a gust of wind." When the disciples rushed to the main hall, they wiped their tears and wept to report to the equally stunned hero.

But about Chen Peng, he forgot everything.

He only remembered now that when he was delivering food to the top of the mud bodhisattva, suddenly there was a strange wind on the top of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain at the same time, and the mud bodhisattva on the top of the mountain was slammed, and after being torn apart, it disappeared...

"You said the mud bodhisattva is dead, torn apart by a gust of wind?!"

In the main hall, Xiongba's eyes were on fire when he heard his disciple's return, but he didn't blame this disciple too much.

After all, the people have disappeared, even if Xiongba kills this disciple, it is impossible for the mud bodhisattva to be resurrected, so why should he bother to take down the people and get angry.

"It's come to this, and it's useless to do anything now.."

Xiongba sighed, and then, under the frightened gaze of his disciple, waved his hand and let him go.

"This matter cannot be mentioned in the future, so you can go down.." Xiongba looked at the frightened disciple.

When the disciple heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and at first he was incredulous, and then he was grateful, and he shook his head one after another.

"Thank you. Help the lord to be gracious.."

Then, when the disciple cautiously exited the main hall, he closed the door at the signal of the hero.

But he didn't know that the face of the male bully at this time was a little helpless and a little overwhelmed. I saw him staring at the luck treasure box he had just taken out in front of him, shaking his head and sighing, "After the mud bodhisattva dies, how can I solve my calamity?"

As the time for the arrival of the Sword Master was getting closer and closer, Xiongba had clearly felt the crisis between life and death at this time.

In fact, he was going to ask the mud bodhisattva how to solve this crisis today, but he didn't expect that at this critical juncture, the mud bodhisattva who was still alive a few days ago suddenly died, so he was not prepared at all.

"Whether the calamity can be solved or not, I always feel that there is a restriction that prevents me from stepping into the realm of the Great Grandmaster..."

Xiongba looked at the fortune treasure box, and he could feel that the way to crack it still lay in the mud bodhisattva itself.

Originally, according to the original book, when Xiongba went to find the mud bodhisattva in the past few days, the mud bodhisattva would pull part of the luck in the luck treasure box to help Xiongba complete the realm ascension of the great master, so that he once again felt that the world was big, and he was not afraid of the challenge of the sword master.

But now, because of Chen Peng's relationship, after the death of the Mud Bodhisattva, Xiongba is still hovering at the peak of the half-step Great Grandmaster, and under the influence of his luck, he can get some future perceptions, and he will definitely have a sense of crisis for the Sword Saint who is about to complete the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

"Is it naïve to kill me?"

Xiongba muttered to himself, looking up at the gilded roof, his eyes a little unwilling.

But no matter how unwilling he is, how irritable he has been in the past few days, thinking day and night, in vain trying to find a way to break through the next realm.

However, time will not wait for him...

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So.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

Five days later.

The world will hold a banquet, and all the sects, heads, elders, and proud disciples on the rivers and lakes will rush to the Tianshan Mountains and the world will meet.

"Today, the Xiongba Gang is mainly fighting with the Sword Saint, and we will definitely come to observe the battle between the two myths in the martial arts."

"Yes, Master Wang, I led all the disciples a month ago, and I traveled thousands of miles away, day by day, and month by month, just waiting for today's strong peak battle!"

"Haha, Elder Li is right, I am a martial artist, practice for a year, learn for a year, it is better to observe a master fight, and we will benefit a lot!"

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, laughter, congratulations, and joy were all in one place.