"Whoosh!"

In mid-air, Liu Bai suddenly tore through the space, and a dodge opened the distance between him and the Wenren Baizhu, and then, he waved his sword casually, a sword move that seemed to be an understatement, and it was imprinted on the face of the Wenren Baizhu, but it made this legendary master who came back from the dead instantly like a great enemy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment when people couldn't figure out their heads, all the transcendent masters who were close to Liu Bai and Wenren Baizhan suddenly turned around, brushed a few times, and scattered.

Anyway, those Heavenly Rank masters who stopped their hands saw their elders running away, and they didn't think about it at the time, so they immediately turned around and fled far away......

At that moment, Liu Chen was horrified to find that hundreds of thousands of willows suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and the whirring wind made more and more willows in the sky.

Each of them had different expressions on their faces, some of them were hideous, some were indifferent, and even worse, they were all hysterical. And every willow white is so flesh and blood, and their blades are pointing at the Wenren Baizhan who is standing in the center of the encirclement......

"Bang!"

Thousands of willows and whites swung their swords at the same time, and in an instant, the 100,000 mountains with a clear sky suddenly lost their color in late autumn, and between heaven and earth, they became white ...... that could never see the edge

"Ten Thousand Swords - Return to the Sect!"

Radiant in an instant!

At this moment, Liu Chen's eyes had long lost any color, and his ears were full of whistling wind, and the wind, mixed with the soft groans of the flying sword, almost shattered his eardrums.

The Infinite Shield began to tremble violently, even with the support of the Saintess of Bliss and Beigong Xu's endless vitality, but in the end, it still exploded into countless fragments, and the ping pong sound floated between heaven and earth.

As if an era had passed, Liu Chen had regained his five senses, and as soon as his eyes focused, he saw the Holy Maiden of Bliss who was standing in front of him, and the inexplicable warm current slowly rippled in his heart, but he didn't have time to feel it, and he crossed his grandmother's back, and everything that fell in front of him directly shocked him speechless for a long time.

Compared to the last night of the Luming Banquet, even if the Liu Feng at that time did amaze the entire Chang'an, until now, it is also the return of ten thousand swords, compared to the Liu Feng, today's Liu Bai is really visible, and the finishing technique of the Nine Swords of the Water is terrifying!

The three mountains in front of everyone are gone, as if they have never appeared, long and verdant, and all of them have disappeared, as if here, it has always been a dead land, as far as the eye can see, the boundless desolation, and the tragic state of not growing an inch of grass, accompanied by sudden bursts of thunder, at this moment, the sky, is about to start crying......

"That's it...... A real sword?"

Liu Chen opened his mouth, his voice a little dry.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" As soon as she turned around, the beautiful and extraordinary face of the Holy Maiden of Bliss was already full of exhaustion, and her eyes flashed with an extremely proud light, "Yes, that is the real sword, the sword that belongs to our world, he is the present, and you are the future!"

There was a sword behind her, peerless, reigning in the world! It was her husband, a man she could be proud of for the rest of her life.

There was a sword in front of her, which was beginning to fade and its edge was gradually revealed! This was her grandson, a man who would make her proud and satisfied for the rest of her life.

They are the swords of the south, the greatest king who lives in the hearts of all mankind!

Like an emperor, Liu Bai stood proudly between heaven and earth, when his clothes were fluttering, thousands of doppelganger remnants were all united into one, his eyes were very indifferent, condescendingly looking down at the person who fell all over his body under his full blow, even if that person had already become a legend, but at this moment, facing Liu Bai's gaze from the world, he heard a hundred battles, and slowly lowered his proud head......

"Back then, Liu Zangbing also used this trick!"

"I know, in order to punish you for your disrespectful words, I specially used the same trick for him!"

"Hehehe!" raised his hand to stop the state religion masters who wanted to fly over behind him, and when he heard the battle, he raised his head, regardless of the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, he smiled softly, like madness, like resentment, "For more than 9,000 years, the old man has always thought that the pain in the past will eventually become a physical illusion...... Hehehe, a familiar smell, the old man is almost about to smell the fragrance of flowers in Luojian Valley...... Once again, I felt the sword intent from the sword platform...... Even if it's not the familiar person, it's still familiar...... That sword!"

"After you die, I will bury you in the Luojian Valley with my own hands, I believe that in the autumn of the next year, the red maples there will become more and more beautiful!" Liu Bai said in a light tone, looking at the eyes of Wen Ren, as if looking at a dead man, "Maybe you don't know yet, it is now called Tibetan Soldier Valley!"

"Tibetan Soldier Valley!" Wen Ren Baizhan turned pale, standing alone under Liu Bai's body, looking a little shaky, but he did not fall, he recited words in his mouth, and the three words of Tibetan Soldier Valley, like obscure and complicated scriptures, were constantly changing tones and spitting out from his mouth.

"Little beast!" After a long time, he raised his head, stared at Liu Bai with resentment, twisted his eyebrows and gritted his teeth: "If you want to bury the old man in the 'Tibetan Soldier Valley', even if Liu Tibetan soldiers are there, they can't do it at all!"

"Yes!" A little brute, Liu Bai's face sank when he scolded, after Liu Chen's grandfather died, no one in this world had ever scolded him like this again!

"Hahahaha! It's a pity, it's a pity!" Ignoring Liu Bai's monstrous killing intent, he laughed and said, "Although your little beast is more powerful than Liu Zangbing, your wooden fish head was really blown up by Liu Zangbing's little hooligan Eighteen Vermilion Bird Streets!"

"Old dog!"

Liu Bai's anger came quickly, and after the white light flashed in the sky, the Qiushui Sword was pulled out by him with a sword flower, and the cold sword light filled the sky and earth again.

In contrast, Wen Ren's reaction to a hundred battles did not fall behind at all, the black spear that originally belonged to Wen Renhao fell into his hands at some point, and with his roar, a monstrous fire suddenly ignited between heaven and earth, which could block Liu Bai's figure from breaking through the air.

"You little idiot, forget the purpose of this time, thank you, send the old man's children so far! Hahahaha! Haotian Secret Book - Sacrifice!"

"Oh no!" Liu Bai frowned, only to find that the masters of the National Religion, Tianjiao, had already been shocked by his own sword dozens of miles away.

Teng's, Wenren Baizhan was on fire, and his breath began to become stronger, just like when Wenren Hao fought against Wu Tong at the Luming Banquet, the ancestors and grandsons obviously sacrificed their vitality in exchange for a short-term increase in strength, and when Wenren's strength finally reached its peak, he turned around sharply, and shouted at the masters of the national religion: "Run with the children, the transcendent masters stay, and follow the old man to stop them!"

"Oh no! Wen Renhao wants to run!"

"The Demon Saint Inheritance is in his hands!"

"Chase!"

The scene was chaotic, and all the extraordinary masters rushed up and rushed straight to the place where the state religion was located, and the people who had skyrocketed in strength were fighting with Liu Bai again.

"No!" Liu Chen, who had watched the battle for a long time, frowned, and then he figured out the doubts in his heart before, until now, the masters of the national religion thought that the real dragon ball had fallen into the hands of Wen Ren Hao, recalling the previous conversation with Hao Infinity in the illusion, the cause and effect were in series, and he suddenly understood that Hao Infinity must have reached some agreement with someone to leave the Dragon Ball to the national religion, but it was originally said that it was left to Wen Ren Hao, but what he didn't expect was that Hao Infinity gave the Dragon Ball to Wen Renchao at someone's behest! Heaven and man are at war in his heart, for a long time, Liu Chen gritted his teeth and secretly strengthened his thoughts, that's right, at such a time, in such a scene, Hao Wuyin really has no reason to deceive himself!

If Hao Wuyin hadn't deceived himself, then the state religion would certainly not be monolithic! At the very least, the so-called devil did not trust the state religion as much as everyone imagined!

Liu Chen figured out what he wanted to understand, and several shopkeepers of the Wuhun Hall also figured it out, after a few eye contacts, Liu Bai had a cold face, and while resisting the attack of Wenren Baizhan with anger, he secretly transmitted a message to the rest of the shopkeepers: "It seems that they don't know that Wenrenchao has a problem, I'll snipe this old dog, you guys will find a way to rob Wenrenchao!"

"The problem is, Hao Wuyin won't be a liar!"

"Oh, Brother Yunyang, don't worry about it for now, let's get that kid first, you'll know at a glance!"

"Lao Wu is right, this is the only way to do it first!"

After a short exchange, under the leadership of Wu Yan, several treasurers of the Martial Spirit Hall pretended to fight with people, and unknowingly touched the unguarded Wen Renchao...... (To be continued.) )