Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 172

[Chapter 172: Die with peace of mind]

Heinous.

Must kill.

Shen Zhenyi has this principle.

He has lofty goals and is indifferent to reality, but it does not mean that there is no bottom line.

With power, one cannot get lost in killing and destruction, otherwise, there is no reason to exist.

“I die?”

Wanxin burst into laughter.

“When grass grows on your grave, I won’t die. Since you are arrogant, prepare to bear the sad result!”

His body dashed backwards like lightning, green smoke spewed from every pore of his body, and immediately completely enveloped his body.

“Xuanchan poisonous fog!”

Those who knew the goods immediately shouted, “If you use such a trick as soon as you make a shot, the third son of Shen is in trouble!”

The martial art practiced by Wanshen of the Poison Sect is called Poison Lotus Xuan Chan, which is a vicious kung fu that poisons oneself first, and then poisons others.

First, use the most poisonous thing in the world to temper your body, until every inch of your body’s skin and hair is more poisonous than this most poisonous thing, and then give up.

Back then, Wanshenxiang occasionally obtained a Yin Luo Bailian from the underworld, accumulating tens of millions of corpse poisons.

That’s why he was able to emerge from the blue and become a master of the party, which made the world’s warriors terrified.

This Xuan Zen poisonous mist is to discharge the accumulated toxins in the body at one time, and it becomes a weapon for killing people.

No matter how strong a master is, under normal circumstances, they can only retreat and dare not deal with it head-on.

Nowadays, using this kind of kung fu in the arena is almost a shame. If Shen Zhenyi doesn’t admit defeat and jumps off the golden stage, I’m afraid it will be bad luck.

Seeing that the yellow-green disgusting poisonous mist continued to spread, and was about to flood in front of Shen Zhenyi soon, Chu Huoluo and Princess Long were both in a hurry, holding hands and shouting, but they didn’t know what to do.

“Dirty!”

Shen Zhenyi only frowned slightly.

The smell of this poisonous mist is not very good.

This made the third son Shen, who had a clean nature, dissatisfied. He was too lazy to see the tricks. He flicked his sleeve lightly, and saw a streamer flying out of his sleeve, turning into a dove of glory, circling in the air. , plunged into the poisonous mist!

laugh!

I heard a soft and crisp sound from the dim poisonous fog, followed by a terrifying scream, a bloody cavity rose into the sky, a big skull rolled down from the golden platform, and fell several dozen meters below. ground.

“It is the fascination of the Poison Sect!”

Someone’s eyes were sharp, and they could see clearly in mid-air. Suddenly, the crowd panicked, and they retreated several feet as if flying, leaving a large open space for the head to land safely.

Even relatives and friends dare not pick up the head of the fascination.

This person’s body is poisonous, blood is poisonous, flesh is poisonous, hair and teeth are also poisonous, and they cannot be touched.

The head fell to the ground, rolled on the spot, and the leopard’s eyes were still wide open, as if he didn’t understand how he died.

Struggling to roll in the dust for three or four laps, he exhausted his strength, and he passed away. After a while, it turned into a pool of pus.

“Alas–”

Everyone let out a cry of relaxation and fear, and finally put down a little snack, but after all, they did not dare to approach. Seeing that the grass and trees where the head fell to the ground withered, and the scorched black marks on the ground, they all had lingering fears.

On the golden stage, the poisonous mist was blown away by the wind.

Shen Zhenyi was sparse and sparse, like a jade tree standing against the wind.

The poisonous sect was fascinated by the headless corpse, crouching on the stage, and it was also shrinking, as if it was quicksand blown away by the wind, and soon scattered without a trace.

He was covered in poison, and he relied on the tyrannical power of true qi to balance it. When a person died, all the poisons ran wild, and there was no way to restrain him.

Wanshen has poisoned countless people all his life, and he was finally poisoned by his own poison.

Until this time, everyone burst into a shocking cry of exclamation.

“Just now… I was dazzled just now, didn’t I?”

“The third son of Shen, just killed the poisonous sect with one sword?”

“I didn’t see how he drew his sword and closed it? Where is his sword?”

“How is it possible to have such a fast swordsmanship? Is he using the sword in his sleeve? Is this…is the sword in the sleeve hidden in the smile of the Twelve Swords Tower?”

Someone questioned.

Shen Zhenyi groaned slightly, what he used was indeed the sword in the sleeve of the sword hidden in the smile of the Twelve Swords Tower.

This swordsmanship, his elder brother Shen Baihe learned from Shen Yizhou, the young master of the Twelve Swords Tower, and then wanted to use the momentum of the Twelve Swords Tower to turn over and cast it on Shen Zhenyi once.

Take a look and Shen Zhenyi will know.

The reason why he used this sword technique to behead people was simply because he didn’t want to touch the dirty poisonous mist, and he didn’t want to contaminate the sword, so he simply used the sword energy in his sleeve to give Wanshen a joy.

“It’s cheaper for him.”

This kind of sinful person should actually suffer thousands of times, and kill him with one sword, just to not give him another chance to do evil.

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care about using this sword move, but the user had no intention, but the viewer did it intentionally.

Many people have begun to speculate on the relationship between Twelve Swords Tower and Abandoned Sword Villa. Many people know that Shen Mengtian, the founder of Abandoned Sword Villa, is the eldest son of the current master of the Twelve Swords Tower, Chongshan. Speaking of which, the two parties are blood relatives. .

Now that Shen Zhenyi uses the swordsmanship of the Twelve Swords Tower, does it mean that the two sides have reached an alliance?

The emperor’s face darkened even more.

“Twelve Swords Tower…”

His face is ugly. The eight sects in the world are deep-rooted local forces that are difficult to eradicate. For the stability of the eight-cultivation world, the Great Moon Dynasty cannot wipe out all these sects. It can only give them a certain amount of power and autonomy. Shan Yujing was very upset.

The sudden rise of Shen Zhenyi made him suspicious.

Now it seems that there are twelve sword towers behind it. The Twelve Swords Tower is far in the north, and is entrenched in a force, but the Abandoned Sword Villa appears in the south, and the two places are separated by thousands of miles. Is this a distant echo?

The emperor couldn’t figure it out for a while, but he always felt like something was stuck in his chest.

“Shen Shanshan… The hand is still stretched out really long, the eldest son can’t quench the ambition of this old man, and a city of wind and thunder is not enough to drag his hind legs? Really old and not dying is a thief, it’s abominable!”

Shan Yujing didn’t like him very much when he was young. Later, he was depressed for three hundred years, and there was no sign of great development in the Twelve Swords Building. The royal family was relieved of the Twelve Swords Building.

Now that there is a Shen Zhenyi, and seeing that he is no worse than Shen Mengtian back then, the emperor will of course feel that there is a problem.

Princess Yan noticed that the emperor clenched his fists and his face was uncertain, but she could not guess what he was thinking.

Companion is like a tiger.