Chapter 24

The old man's back was suddenly shaken.

He has been bending his waist, but when Shen Zhenyi called him broken, he unconsciously straightened up and looked taller than ordinary people. The white hair is scattered, and it will be automatic when there is no wind.

The hemp clothes on the body also inflated, and the whole person immediately showed a dangerous momentum.

Caught off guard, Chu Huoluo blocks Shen Zhenyi in front of her in a hurry and shows her defensive driving.

Shen Zhenyi smiles and gently guides her left hand to indicate her to sit down.

"No matter what, today is not the time for the decisive battle. Mr. Wujian will not fight."

He slowly picked up his glass and took a sip, as warm as the spring breeze.

The momentum of the old man was gradually subdued. He turned his head slowly. His haggard face was like rotten wood on the road. Only his eyes occasionally showed a faint light.

"You knew it was me?"

He asked Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi shakes his head, "today's Qi engine traction, just feel that you are here. I can't imagine that Mr. Wujian, who is famous all over the world, has been at the foot of abandoned sword villa, but nobody knows about it. "

This roadside wine and food stall has been standing for decades.

Shen Shou took his childhood Shen Zhenyi to eat beef noodles here.

At that time, the owner of the stall was the old man with white hair, and Shen Shou once lamented that he had been here when he was a child, and there was no change at all.

Today, Shen Zhenyi sensed the murderous spirit of Mr. Wujian and found his hiding place.

Mr. Wujian is silent.

He walked slowly to the small table. His steps seemed to have been measured. There was no difference at all. With each step forward, his momentum increased by one point. Chu Huoluo's palms are sweating. Now she is the seventh martial arts master. But in front of this person, she dare not even have the idea of resistance.

Shen Zhenyi is still light.

Mr. Wujian went to the small table top and sat down opposite Shen Zhenyi. Staring at the pot of osmanthus wine on the table, he said coldly, "I have studied sword for 200 and 76 years. Since the secret of blood exchange has been successful, I have never drunk wine again."

Shen Zhenyi nodded. "There are many taboos in this martial art. You should have a heart like a cold stone, a body like a dead wood, and wine and color are all obstacles to practicing this martial art."

Mr. Wujian closed his eyes. "However, with this method, I have to cut the moon, which can be called the best in the world."

Shen Zhenyi even nodded, "if you can bear to practice the secret method of changing blood for more than 500 years, you may not have no chance to cut off the moon."

"But with you." Mr. Wujian's face was ugly, and the green light in his eyes was like a ghost fire.

Over the past two hundred years, he has killed all the masters who have stepped into the realm of Shenwu Taoism. On the one hand, he is to practice the secret method of exchanging blood, on the other hand, he is also to prevent the birth of genius.

It has to be said that he was successful for at least the first two hundred years.

It's a pity to have a third son of Shen.

-- the incomparable Third Master Shen.

Kendo has been possessed by him at the age of 17. If he is given another 10 years or 8 years, God knows what level of martial arts he can achieve?

Therefore, he had to go out of the pass, and forced to use the killing method to improve his Qi and recover to the peak state.

In any case, Shen Zhenyi should be removed first.

But when he saw it today, he realized that the situation was not as simple as he thought.

The young man's sword spirit was restrained and returned to the nature. Even himself, he could not see through his cultivation?

Is he not only the Ninth level of Wu Dao's obsession, but also a hundred feet to reach the tenth level of threshold?

In this way, the two fight, the moon will be cut.

This, of course, is what Mr. Wujian has been pursuing - but it's so hasty that even he is not ready.

"The land of Jiuyou has been ravaged by you for more than 200 years. You have been weak for a long time. At this time, the moon will be cut off. I'm afraid there will be disaster later."

Shen Zhenyi spoke leisurely.

Mr. Wujian turned his strange eyes and sneered: "do you want to beg me to delay the decisive battle?"

Shen Zhenyi said calmly: "the longer you drag on, the more unfavorable it will be for you. If it is this time next year, you will definitely not be my opponent. You also know this, so I will do everything and start tomorrow. Even if I ask you to postpone, how can you agree? "

He seemed to say a matter of course, but Mr. Wujian was unable to refute it.

After a long time, Mr. Wujian said in a astringent voice, "what are you here for today?"

"Nothing, just a drink with you and see the calm before the moon is cut." Shen Zhenyi raised his glass and drank it calmly.

Mr. Wujian gritted his teeth and snorted. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it dry.

"Go."

Shen Zhenyi said that he left and turned to the side of the wheelchair. Chu Huoluo pushed him away. At first, he felt soft feet. Later, he walked faster and faster, almost trotting.

The eyes of the old man with five swords behind him are like sharp swords, which makes Chu Huoluo feel uncomfortable.The old man of five swords kept staring at them until Shen Zhenyi's white clothes completely sneaked into the night and could no longer see them. Then he bowed his head and sighed.

The wine cup in his hand was gently pinched by him, and turned into powder with a hissing sound, and floated in the air.

Chu Huoluo was silent all the way, filled with doubts.

Shen Zhenyi guessed her mind and took the initiative to explain two sentences, "martial arts realm, seek to cut off the moon and fly the immortal.". If one person's power covers the whole life and breaks through the bottleneck, he can only hold the sky and cut the moon eye by himself. "

"But in addition, a simpler way to cut the moon is to have a decisive battle between two people who have also entered the 10th level of Wudao. The Qi and opportunity are intertwined and the moon eye is attracted. When the victory or defeat is determined, the most common method is to smash the moon with the spirit of killing. This is the most commonly used method when martial arts in the lower world are flourishing."

It is very difficult to build one's life with the power of one person in a normal lower world. After all, there is a lack of true spirit, inheritance and guidance. Shen Zhenyi is a kind of evil, but it is rare.

Even Mr. Wujian is a rare monster who practices strange martial arts. Generally speaking, martial arts are flourishing, and many masters emerge in large numbers, and then in a top-notch battle, they are lucky to break the moon eye and get promoted.

However, the seeds of martial arts in Jiuyou land were killed by Mr. Wujian. The so-called masters saved are just like this in Shen Zhenyi's eyes. If there was no master Shen, jiuyoudi would have to wait several hundred years for Mr. Wujian's blood exchange secret to become a great success.

Just because of the addition of a third master Shen, Mr. Wujian's wishful thinking is completely broken.

If these two characters fight, the world will be overturned.

Chu Huoluo suddenly realized.

But she was more worried about what would happen after the moon was cut off.

Chu Huoluo knows that tomorrow is also the key battle for Shen Zhenyi, and she dare not ask more questions to disturb his mind. After seeing Mr. Wujian's real face, she only felt deep terror. Even the unfathomable Third Master Shen, facing such evil and darkness, could not be sure of victory.

She could only hide her doubts in her heart - after tomorrow, all the answers would be in front of her.

Shen Zhenyi returns to the dream sword building.

He still did not take the sword. Just sit quietly in the wheelchair, looking out the window like the water of the moon.

Frost flowers fall on the grass, the leaves dyed silver white, quiet and mysterious.

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