Chapter 9, the sea tide sword!

Zhu Changluo's face changed drastically as he watched Uncle Chen swing a sword, and the sword light rushed towards him like a peak rushing down a waterfall, and the power was extremely amazing!

Although Zhu Changluo's expression was flustered, he was not panicked at all, after all, he was also an old monk who had been immersed in the Innate Foundation Building Realm for many years.

"Choke"

Zhu Changluo sacrificed his natal weapon, which he had kept in the Purple Mansion for many years, a dark golden short knife.

After the short knife appeared, it blocked in front of him, and then a wave in Zhu Changluo's body was instantly stimulated, and a light black shield protected his entire body.

The dark gold short knife and shield, the double protection made Zhu Changluo breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and this series of actions was completed in a "lightning and flint"...

Chen Shuye frowned slightly and watched Zhu Changluo's movements, thinking, "Be careful enough!"

"Boom" Uncle Chen's sword light collided with Zhu Changluo's dark golden short knife and shield.

Zhu Changluo's face turned pale in an instant, because he felt a strong force, and there was an extremely sharp force drilling into his shield.

"Broken!"

Zhu Changluo's face flushed and urged the dark gold short knife to slash out, and a sword qi instantly emitted from the short knife in front of him, but the sword qi was like a mud cow entering water, and only a small part of the sword qi disappeared!

"What, so strong!"

Zhu Changluo, who lived behind the shield, was shocked.

Uncle Chen was not surprised to see that Zhu Changluo's shield could block his waterfall sword, because Zhu Changluo was no better than the blue centipede monster, and the blue dragon was confident in its black armor defense, but Zhu Changluo knew that his body could not resist it, so he was cautious.

"Go..."Uncle Chen instantly urged the long sword to split again, the waterfall sword was realized by Uncle Chen's painstaking view of a waterfall in the Eastern Wilderness as if it had fallen from the sky, the power was great, Chen Shuye naturally understood that with the mana in Chen Shuye's body, three swords could be issued, which did not mean that there was no power to fight when the three-style waterfall sword was issued, but it was just that the mana needed to be saved.

Zhu Changluo originally saw that the sword in front of Chen Shuye was only powerful, and he was relieved in his heart, but then he saw Chen Shuye swing a sword, and his heart was in a hurry, looking at the small cracks on the shield where the sword qi came into contact, Zhu Changluo was distressed and didn't dare to hide his secrets, and took out a palm-sized talisman in his arms.

"Hiss" distressed

This is the Golden Bell Talisman that he spent a hundred spirit stones to buy, and it was originally used as a treasure at the bottom of the box, but now it is used here.

"Dong" seemed to be pressed down by a heavy object, and in an instant, Zhu Changluo used his mana to stir the golden bell talisman in his hand, and the golden bell talisman was worthy of a hundred spirit stones, and it burned out in an instant, turning into a big golden bell phantom to cover Zhu Changluo, and Zhu Changluo's shield was just broken by the sword qi!

"When, when, when" The sword qi like flying beads splashing jade hit the Golden Bell Fu, and what made Uncle Chen frown was that this Golden Bell Fu was actually blocked?

"Huh......" Zhu Changluo breathed a sigh of relief in the Golden Bell Fu, and then looked at Chen Shuye and said, "Chen Gongzi, how about we shake hands and make peace? You can't help me in the Golden Bell Fu, so why waste mana?"

"Don't think about it, I don't believe I can't break this turtle shell of yours!" Uncle Chen replied with an unchanged expression.

Zhu Changluo listened to the other party's intention to let him go at all, his expression was slightly hideous, and he urged the dark gold flying knife to fly towards Chen Shuye, because Zhu Changluo had the defense of the golden bell talisman, and he had already freed his hand, so he would naturally attack!

"Humph!"

Uncle Chen saw that the other party's natal treasure wanted to attack him, and it was also a vital skull, but how could Uncle Chen not be guarded, his body twisted, and let go of the flying knife, but how fast the cultivator's weapon was, Uncle Chen knew that he couldn't rely on his body, and the long sword in his hand danced in front of him, and the water couldn't be splashed in an instant.

"When, dang, dang......" Zhu Changluo attacked dozens of times in an instant, but he didn't hurt Uncle Chen much, only injured Uncle Chen a little, Zhu Changluo's mana in his body was a little difficult, so he withdrew the dark gold flying knife, and took out a pale golden spirit stone that his palm just held to absorb the aura in it to replenish the mana.

Uncle Chen looked at the broken long sword in his hand, sighed in his heart, and threw it casually, and the long sword fell to the ground...

Zhu Changluo wanted to urge the dark gold short knife, but as soon as he thought about it, there was a tingling pain in the Purple Mansion in his body, and he realized that this golden light talisman could be maintained all the time, and it required a lot of mana, so he attacked Uncle Chen, and he also used up some, which would make the Purple Mansion almost empty.

Zhu Changluo hurriedly sat down cross-legged, absorbing the aura in the spirit stone with all his heart, anyway, he had already sent out a transmission note, and the master "Yun Changyi" would come soon...

It's not that Chen Shuye didn't think about urging the Natal Flying Sword in his body, he would definitely be able to break through the opponent's tortoise shell, but the Natal Flying Sword had not yet been completely refined, and he still needed some materials, and these materials were extremely difficult to find.

Forcibly put away this thought, as soon as Uncle Chen raised his hand, the mana pulled an ordinary long sword in the courtyard in his hand, and as soon as the mana was poured in, the ordinary long sword sounded with a sore sound, obviously unable to withstand Chen Shuye's mana sword qi.

"It's enough to use it once or twice!" Chen Shuye thought.

"Brother Night, let's go, leave him alone," Reiki said.

Uncle Chen looked at Zhu Changluo's turtle shell, and then looked at Ling'er who was speaking, and said, "Ling'er, don't worry, I have a way to unravel the poison on your body, and you don't have to worry about your mother's, leave it to me."

"But these two scourges, I will definitely kill," Chen Shuye said coldly to Zhu Changluo after answering Ling'er.

Zhao Ximing will already be in a coma, I don't know if he will die?

Zhu Changluo was also waiting for his master to appear, anxiously absorbing the aura to support the Golden Bell Fu, the way of this talisman is extremely mysterious, as long as the dense pattern engraved on it is endless, as long as the mana and aura are supplied, and the material of the talisman itself is good enough, it can last for a long time, but Zhu Changluo's one hundred spirit stones are obviously not an extremely precious thing, but until his master comes, maybe it is really possible.

Uncle Chen helped Ling'er to the side at night, those people who helped the people saw the fighting methods of the cultivators in the hall, they were already scared away, how dare they participate in the struggle of the cultivators! Unless it is the regular army of Jiang Guo, and it has to be the Xuanjia army that holds a divine crossbow to deal with monsters, such a sergeant is carefully selected, Chen Shuye's father as the county guard, naturally there is a pair of fifty people Xuanjia army, but it is mobilized on weekdays, and it can only be transferred when the monsters attack the city, and they have to use a special teleportation platform to ask the emperor for instructions once, and the consumption of a thousand spirit stones.

Uncle Chen asked Ling'er to sit down at night, comforted: "Don't worry, it'll be fine for a while" and then walked towards Zhu Changluo with a sword.

Looking at Zhu Changluo, who was protected by the phantom of the Golden Bell, Chen Shuye really hated it in his heart, and thought to himself: "It seems that I can only use the second sword of the six swords in anger, but I have not fully mastered the second form, and the power of using it is unpredictable!"

The Six Sword Fury is Chen Shuye according to the "Great Wilderness Sword Technique" The waterfall sword is obtained by the waterfall of the waterfall, and the six swords are angry, which is the result of Chen Shuye's performance, and this second sword is Chen Shuye's observation of the waves on the sea of the Eastern Wilderness, but it is not perfect, after all, the sea is moody, and the tide sword is extremely difficult to master, and Chen Shuye is only useful a few times, and the consumption is still large, which may hurt the foundation, because Chen Shuye is only in the middle stage of congenital foundation building after all, and the mana cannot completely urge the sea tide sword。

"I can't take care of it, it's a big deal to retreat and recuperate for a while!" Uncle Chen resolutely thought in his heart, after all, if he didn't kill Zhu Changluo, how could he eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Click, click, click......" Because a large amount of Chen Shuye's mana poured into the ordinary long sword, the long sword was overwhelmed.

Uncle Chen frowned a little, and the sword qi mana of the ordinary long sword in his hand stopped, and he thought, "Although it is only half, it should be enough" and then looked at Zhu Changluo coldly!

Zhu Changluo seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly looked at Uncle Chen in his heart, only to see Uncle Chen raise the ordinary long sword in his hand and slash down!

"Wow..."The sword qi advanced like a wall of water rushed over!

Uncle Chen's face was pale and he threw away the long sword with only the hilt in his hand, and his body shook a few times, but his eyes were staring at the "sword qi like a tide" that was rapidly disappearing

As if destroying all the obstacles on the way, the sea tide sword smashed all the tables and chairs in the hall, this sword is Uncle Chen's night view of the sea tide of the East China Sea, the power is more terrifying than the waterfall sword, take its meaning into the sword, hence the name sea tide sword!

The golden bell talisman in front of Zhu Changluo only supported a few breaths before it collapsed, and his shield was even more unbearable, and it turned into nothing in an instant, but fortunately, Zhu Changluo sacrificed a spiritual weapon wooden shield in a hurry, blocking it for Zhu Changluo, but it also made him fly out in an instant, crashing into a thick pillar, vomiting blood, and his face was snow-white!

Uncle Chen's Night Purple Mansion condensed a burst of mana, his right hand was weak, and a dark green flame appeared on the palm of his hand, but his hand was not burned at all.

Zhu Changluo lay on the ground and looked at the scenes in shock, and said in fear: "Since you even have different fires, I think you must have your own natal flying sword, otherwise it is impossible for you to have your own natal flying sword at this age!"

Chen Shuye naturally agreed with Zhu Changluo's words, because if he used the Purple Mansion Fire of the monk himself, it would take at least a long time to refine his natal object, and it was precisely because of his own natal ghost fire that Chen Shuye could refine the flying sword so quickly.

However, like those two super sects, "Xuanzhen Sect" and "Tai Demon Gate" As long as you step into the immortal gate, you will be refined by the sect's inheritance fire, and it is said that the disciples of the Far North Cold Sword Palace will be poured into the sword embryo by the unique secret method from birth, and when they step into the immortal gate, they will have their own natal flying sword, and the small sect and Chen Shuye can only rely on their own chances, Zhu Changluo suspects that Chen Shuye is a disciple of the Cold Sword Palace, and there is a reason, because the disciples of the Cold Sword Palace have been raising flying swords since childhood, and the natural sword qi is much more powerful than that of ordinary sword cultivators, only Chen Shuye himself knows that he just got the golden gourd by chance, and he has the long-winded spirit guidance to have the current realm。

"Gongzi Chen, what can you do...... Talent... Put... Let me go!" Zhu Changluo said intermittently with a pale expression.

"You'd better be reduced to ashes!"

After Uncle Chen said this, a dark green flame shot towards Zhu Changluo...

Zhu Changluo's face was extremely frightened, but he could only watch the dark green fire quickly approach him, and he also knew the power of the strange fire, how dare he let the fire light reach his body, but he couldn't move.

Zhu Changluo will be extremely eager for his master to appear, that is, "Yun Changling", but is he still in a hurry? Zhu Changluo thought in his heart.

Looks like it's really going to die!

Just when Zhu Changluo was desperate...

"Whew!" A golden robe appeared in front of Zhu Chang, a pale golden palm instantly caught the faint green firelight, the person who came had a long beard, a face of forty or fifty years old, and his eyes flashed, and the golden-robed man who held the dark green firelight frowned, because he felt that the firelight in his hand was emitting an extremely terrifying temperature, but there was a very cold feeling!

"Extreme Yin Strange Fire?" the golden-robed man began.

"Master!" Zhu Changluo, who was originally in the mood of waiting for death, said happily when he saw the comer.

The golden-robed man is none other than the Lingshan faction's chief steward in Beiyuan City, "Yun Changyi"

"Hmph, useless waste" Yun Changyi clenched his palm and instantly pinched the dark green flame in his hand, and the scattered flames returned to Uncle Chen's hand with a wail.

Uncle Chen shook his palm, put away the ghost fire, and looked at the comer.

"This strange fire is yours?" Yun Changyi said as he looked at Uncle Chen.

Without waiting for Uncle Chen to speak, Zhu Changluo said loudly: "Master, this is the person who injured me, his father is the county guard of Beiyuan, and his subordinates can't fight him, so he ended up like this, his sword moves are extremely terrifying, master be careful!"

"Who said I was going to help you out? And you are plotting the Blood Yang Crystal behind my back, what is the intention, you think I don't know. Yun Changling looked at Zhu Changluo with a cold expression.

"Master, the subordinates will hide it from the master in order to give the master a surprise, once you get the blood yang crystal, it will definitely be dedicated to the master, how dare you swallow it privately" Zhu Changluo's heart suddenly suddenly, and his face replied without any change.

"How dare Zhu Changluo say that he is hiding from Yun Changyi in order to curry favor with the elders of the Lingshan Sect, this is not looking for death?"

Zhu Changluo has lived for such a long time, so he naturally knows how to speak, and the communication talisman only said about the Blood Yang Crystal.

"I don't listen to this, what about the Blood Yang Crystal?" Yun Changyi said impatiently......