Shen Chenxin actually didn't dare to force Situ Lieshan to be too anxious, they were all Three Calamity Immortals, who didn't have some life-saving mastery? If he really forced Situ Lieshan to be in a hurry, Shen Chenxin himself might not be in any danger, but these people around him were probably difficult to say.

"I don't know what you think? "Shen Chenxin is a human spirit, if it sounds like he will suffer a loss, he will definitely not agree.

"The old man has a trick to learn and has not had a chance to use it since he practiced, and today the old man will attack you with this trick, if you can take this trick, the old man will turn around and leave, and never trouble your two families from now on. As soon as Situ Lieshan finished speaking, he quietly waited for Shen Chenxin's answer.

Shen Chenxin naturally wouldn't refuse, he originally just wanted to get rid of Situ Lieshan, even if Situ Lieshan was really defeated in his hands, he wouldn't kill Situ Lieshan, after all, killing Situ Lieshan would do all kinds of harm and no benefit, this kind of thankless thing Shen Chenxin never did.

"Since Daoyou's words have come to this, Shen should accompany him to the end, and ask Daoyou to make a move!" Shen Chenxin was very confident, and this confidence came from the powerful strength in his body.

As soon as Shen Chenxin's words fell, he saw Situ Lieshan cut his middle finger, and then Situ Lieshan pressed the bloodied middle finger on the center of his eyebrows, moving down little by little, until a red line outlined by blood spread from his eyebrows to his chest, and he stopped this strange move.

"Blood Curse: A Thousand Faces"

Situ Lieshan's whole body exuded bursts of blood qi, and at the same time, Shen Chenxin only felt a vibration on the ground, as if something was about to come out from below.

"Shen Daoyou be careful, I'm afraid this trick is not simple!" With Shen Chenxin to deal with Situ Lieshan, the ancestor of Cuiwei Sword Lake has not been able to intervene, she can only sweep the formation on the side, not that she is unwilling to fight two against one, but she knows very well that people like Shen Chenxin must have their own pride, and he will never allow others to interfere in this kind of duel, so the ancestor of Cuiwei Sword Lake can only remind him on the side at this moment.

"It doesn't matter, Shen also happens to have a swordsmanship that has been practiced for more than a thousand years. Shen Chenxin slowly closed his eyes, he held the magic sword in his hand to abandon all interference, and let himself enter an incomparably mysterious state.

The ground shook more and more, and terrifying arms stretched out of the ground, and then thousands of demons were seen breaking through the ground.

Each of these demons has a painful expression, and if you look closely, you will find that the expressions of these demons are different, they are either hate, or crying, or fear, or despair, as if each demon has its own pain.

In addition to their different expressions, their figures seemed to be copied from a mold, tall, short, fat and thin.

Thousands of demons stood silently in place after they appeared, and the atmosphere was really dark and terrifying, about three breaths later. One of the demons suddenly grabbed the demons next to him and devoured its body one by one, and in less than ten seconds it devoured all of them.

When it stood up again, it had an extra face on its body, and this face was the face of the demon it had just gnawed on.

With the actions of the first demon, the other demons also began to gnaw at each other, and each demon who succeeded in gnawing would have an extra face.

Soon, a huge demon appeared in front of everyone, this demon man had thousands of faces with painful expressions on his body.

Thousands of faces writhed, and strange sounds came out of their mouths, like some kind of scripture, or some kind of incantation, but no one could understand what it was.

The huge Thousand-Faced Demon walked towards Shen Chenxin, and the ground trembled with every step it moved, and at the same time, its strange voice became louder and faster.

"Shen Daoyou, be careful!" Seeing that Shen Chenxin was still closed, the ancestor of Cuiwei Sword Lake still closed her eyes, and she reminded Shen Chenxin again.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Man was already thirty steps closer to Shen Chenxin, and at this moment, the Ancestor of Cuiwei Sword Lake finally heard clearly what it was chanting in its mouth.

The moment she heard clearly, the Ancestor of Cuiwei Sword Lake closed her hearing for the first time, and at the same time, a cold sweat oozed from under her skin.

"Shen Daoyou, be careful!, this is the Confused Dao Demon Sound!" Cuiwei Sword Lake's old ancestor was extremely shocked in his heart, the so-called Confused Dao Demon Sound was not a specific sound, but a general term.

It refers to those voices that can trigger the deepest darkness in people's hearts, such as Situ Xuan's life-seeking magic sound, which is also a kind of puzzle magic sound.

Shen Chen's heart was still unmoving, he just stood quietly in place.

The Thousand-Faced Demon walked to a distance of ten steps in front of Shen Chenxin's body, which was already its attack range, only to see it stretch out its arm with countless faces and slap it heavily on the top of Shen Chenxin's head.

Its arm contained infinite demonic energy, and the space between the waves of his hand was vibrating, if it was hit by this blow, it would be difficult for Shen Chen's heart to be unharmed.

At the last moment, Shen Chenxin suddenly opened his eyes, only to hear him softly read out the word "pick".

Picking out the words, the magic sword in Shen Chenxin's hand immediately picked up the giant hand above his head.

This sword is very common is the most basic move of swordsmanship: stabbing, picking, splitting, chopping, teasing, sweeping, pointing, hanging, piercing, clouding, wiping, and intercepting the sword. Although this sword is ordinary, its power is anything but ordinary.

With just one sword, the giant hand of the Thousand-Faced Demon was cut off by a single sword! The severed arm of the Thousand-Faced Demon turned into a blood mist in the sky, and at the same time, hundreds of faces with different expressions were wrapped in gusts of yin wind and rushed towards Shen Chen's heart.

"Sweep" Shen Chenxin read out a word again, he swept out with a sword, and the hundreds of faces of the demon turned into ashes in an instant.

"The Great Dao is simple!I can't imagine that your swordsmanship realm is far beyond your cultivation realm!" Situ Lieshan already attached great importance to Shen Chenxin, but after he saw Shen Chenxin's two swords, he realized that he still underestimated Shen Chenxin.

Many people are pursuing this mysterious realm, but only 100 people in a million people can simplify the complex, and 99 of these 100 people are imaginary.

The simplicity of these ninety-nine people is only a simplification of the moves, not the unification of the avenue of the state of mind, and this simplification is false.

And there is only one person, who has truly achieved the unity of the avenue, and the appearance and the inside have reached this mysterious realm that can only be understood but not spoken.

Therefore, when Situ Lieshan saw Shen Chenxin draw his sword, he would be so shocked, because he saw that Shen Chenxin was the only truth among the hundred people.

Situ Lieshan knew that he had already lost today, and he knew very well how terrible a sword cultivator who comprehended the simplicity of the Great Dao was, especially since this sword cultivator was still a Three Calamity Immortal.