Chapter 17: Vulnerable

Shen Ao slowly walked into the ring, the wind was light, his clothes were fluttering, and he was dressed in white, as if a heavenly immortal had descended. There is no frightening evil spirit, nor is there that kind of domineering that cannot be beaten, only the kind of plain and elegant like a breeze, like a Confucian student who reads poetry and books, warm as jade. But if you observe carefully, this elegant and handsome man contains the arrogance of fearless heaven and earth, the arrogance of the common people, and the arrogance of the world. He stood there, as if he were the only master of the world, and he dared not obey the world.

Ren Fang looked coldly at the man who slowly walked into the ring. He realized that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him. How many years have passed, since he broke through to the first level of the ground level, Ren Fang no longer remembers that he still has people in Tianxia City who can't see clearly. This is not to say that Ren Fang's strength has reached the point of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and he is only the beginning of the foundation. The cultivation is high, the knowledge is also high, Ren Fang knows very well that in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a master, but in the eyes of the real masters on the road, he is nothing, and killing him is as simple as a fart. Therefore, Ren Fang has always been very careful, hiding in Tianxia City safely, and even gave up the identity of the sect master of the Dongyang Sword Sect and retreated into the background, before he has absolute strength, he will never expand the Ren family's career by half a step.

Although he couldn't see through the male protagonist, Ren didn't think that the youth in front of him would be a heaven-level master, and the heaven-level master would be so idle that he would blindly make do with the struggle of several small families and small sects in Tianxia City? In their eyes, the Dongyang Sword Sect was an unpopular sect, and only a super overlord sect like the Holy Sword Sect was worthy of their allegiance and appointment. Besides, if he is a heaven-level master, why bother to say anything, just click the people on the spot, and no one will have room to resist at all.

"Is Your Excellency really going to meddle in this? If you step back and go, I can act as if nothing happened, but that kid must die. ”

"Let me go?" Shen Ao shook his head, "Take out the sword, otherwise you won't even have a chance to use the sword." ”

"Arrogance, young man, don't think that after a few days of cultivation, you will ignore the heroes of the world, this world is big!" Judging from Shen Ao's demeanor and breath, Ren Fang has already attributed Shen Ao to the children of the big family who came out to practice. Although the children of this kind of big family have a generally high level of cultivation, they are all chicks who have never seen blood, if it is really a battle of life and death, Ren Fang believes that it will not be him who will die in the end.

Shen Ao shook his head slightly: "I have never underestimated the heroes of the world, I just told the truth." You may be strong in their eyes, but you are vulnerable in my eyes!"

"Arrogance! Since there is a way in heaven, you don't go, and there is no door to hell, so you go away. The old man fulfills you, give me death!"

Ren Fang immediately swung his sword full of red true qi and slashed at Shen Ao. Ren Fang didn't even have the slightest sign of moving his hand, and as soon as the words fell, he had already begun to attack, and he was bound to kill Shen Ao before he could react.

Ren Fang's sword didn't look subtle, unpretentious, and not as beautiful as other sword moves. However, this sword is the strongest move that Ren Fang has comprehended for so many years to score attack power and actual combat effect, it abandons the seemingly gorgeous but redundant things of sword moves, and pursues the purest power in the simplest way, faintly containing a trace of the simple martial arts. Ren Fang's shot is the strongest killer move, and there is no room for all-out.

Ren Fang was not a fool, he saw Shen Ao cut off the five top killers with a single sword, and he knew that Shen Ao's strength was not below him, or even above him. The lion fights the rabbit, and still makes all his strength. This is not a competition of martial arts, it is a life-and-death struggle, there is no room for existence at all, temptation and the like, if you are a little careless, the price to pay is life. As an old monster who has lived longer than everyone present, he understands this truth better than everyone else. If there is still any temptation, then he has really lived to a dog for so long.

The people around were stunned when they saw Ren's sword. This is a blow from a ground-level martial artist, it is already a luxury for them to be able to see a person at the peak of the Xuan level, let alone a ground-level powerhouse. Although most of them don't know martial arts, this does not prevent them from worshipping and revering the strong!

The palms of the helmsmen of the Sword Sect and the Infinite Sword Sect were sweating, and they found that the idea of wanting to escape just now was really whimsical, and with this kind of strength, escaping was simply a luxury. "Is this the strength of a prefecture-level powerhouse, it's so strong, I guess I won't be able to catch a single move when I go up" This was their only thought at the moment, and at the same time, in addition to being horrified, they also secretly prayed in their hearts that Shen Ao could kill and let him go, otherwise, they would have to explain here. If you want to ask who is the happiest? Then there is no doubt that it is Ren Lin, at the beginning, he saw Shen Ao appear so strongly, and he was also beating the drum in his heart, and he was also worried about whether the old ancestor could take it. However, according to the current situation, it is definitely nine out of ten, and he seems to have seen the scene of Shen Ao being split by a sword.

Shen Ao didn't feel much in the face of Renfang's murderous sword, at most it was just so-so. Although Shen Ao's strength has also fallen to the initial level of the ground level, his vision and experience of a heaven-level master are still there, which is not comparable to Ren Fang. Moreover, Shen Ao's practice is the "Aotian Canon", which can be said to be one of the top exercises in the world, and the subtleties in it are definitely not something that Ren Fang can understand, so this is simply a battle without any suspense.

The people around looked at Shen Ao standing there like this, looking stupid and waiting for death, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while. Brother, my brother, weren't you very dragged just now? Why doesn't it seem to work now? We're all waiting for you to save your life, and everyone is shouting and cursing frantically in their hearts.

Shen Ao was still indifferently looking at the menacing Ren Fang, he didn't want to know what the people around him thought, and he couldn't care, what he had to do now was just to get rid of the person in front of him.

Shen Ao slowly stretched out his white right hand, and just as the tip of the sword was about to insert into his eyebrows, the two fingers simply and abruptly clamped the killing sword that seemed to others to kill him, which seemed incredible to others but Shen Ao seemed to be very ordinary to crack this move. The huge wave of qi blew Shen Ao's long hair flying everywhere, but no matter how much Ren Fang urged Zhenyuan, Shen Ao firmly clamped the tip of the sword, steady as a rock, and didn't let it move forward half a step.

The people around were dumbfounded, the scene that was still full of screams and panic was completely quiet, only countless voices of swallowing saliva remained, Ren Lin was even more glazed, his face was like ashes, this is the strongest sword of a ground-level powerhouse, no one would have thought that this would be the result. It's not hard to understand this, it's like if you see someone standing still in modern times, stopping a missile coming in, you guess you're going crazy.

Shen Ao ignored Renfang's frightened expression: "You are too weak, let's stop here." After speaking, Shen Ao's palm was slightly forced, and Ren Fang's tiger mouth was immediately injured, Shen Ao took advantage of the situation to clip off the tip of the sword, and then silently Yun Zhenyuan was on the tip of the sword, only to see a streamer passing through Ren Fang's neck. The streamer flashed, and his life was gone. Shen Ao turned around and walked towards Leng Feng, Ren Fang behind him opened his eyes wide and wanted to say something, but he never had a chance to say it again.

The battle went on so fast that it was over by the time everyone reacted. From this point to the end, Shen Ao only made a move. As soon as the move was made, a ground-level master died in Huangquan. Without Shen Ao's answer, no one dared to leave now, and the cold corpse of Renfang lying on the ground was the best deterrent.

As for Ren Lin, Shen Ao didn't deal with him. But at the moment when Shen Ao killed Ren Lin, the sect master of the Sword Sect and the sect master of the Wuji Sword Sect had already joined forces to restrain Ren Lin.

Walking to Leng Feng's side and helping Leng Feng up, Shen Ao only patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything, but Leng Feng saw the approval in the eyes of the man who brought him a new life, even though it was imperceptible.

Zhong Ba, the master of the Badao Sect, was a little silent when he saw the scene, plus he didn't want to stay on this occasion for longer, who knows if that evil star would kill him easily, the ground-level masters are not his enemies, and he just went up to bring him food. So, Zhong Ba arched his hand to Shen Ao from afar: "Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, Zhong Ba will definitely be grateful in the future, and I will say goodbye first." ”

Zhong Ba didn't wait for Shen Ao's answer after speaking, and wanted to walk out with his legs.

"What, Zhong Sect Master, did I let you go?" Shen Ao's flat voice came into Zhong Ba's ears, but this flat voice was no less than the roar of a demon in Zhong Ba's ears......