Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 459
[Chapter 459 Shaking his head to kill]
Desert sand.
It’s as cold as a knife.
Shen Zhenyi stood under the moon, expressionless, just like the god of life and death of the referee.
Yan Feihong’s heart sinks like a bottomless abyss.
She ordered Tuo Wannian to burn the strange incense, and after destroying the city gate, she fled quickly—this itself was the plan of their beast-hearted organization to burn jade and stone.
They fled like lost dogs. Although they didn’t say it, they actually knew what they were afraid of.
There are no masters in the Nineteen Outer Cities, and the only one who makes them jealous is the third son of Shen.
——However, he is still taking his disciples on a cultivation journey, so he shouldn’t care about their little shrimps, right?
When he found out, they should have gone far away and returned to the organization’s stronghold, then no one should be afraid.
——I didn’t expect that Shen Zhenyi would stop at the intersection!
“Shen Third Young Master…why did you say this?”
Yan Feihong gritted his teeth and pretended to be confused.
“You don’t have to be pretentious.”
Shen Zhenyi’s tone was indifferent, and his cold eyes swept across Tuo Wannian and Zhuan Fei, “Now that the beasts are attacking the city, it is the time of the crisis of the Nineteen Outer Cities. The two of them are in a hurry, and they are in the company of Tiangang, the beast-hearted man. Don’t know where to go?”
Zhuan Fei didn’t believe that Shen Zhenyi was powerful. Now that he was caught, he was even more annoyed. He shouted, “Shen Third Young Master, you are so majestic. Where are we going, and can’t we explain to you?”
He was quite arrogant in the beast-hearted organization, and he served as a sect commander in the nineteen outer cities. Having never seen Shen Zhenyi’s ability with his own eyes, how could he be willing to be soft?
Shen Zhenyi sighed and shook his head, “I’m obsessed.”
When he swept his gaze, he saw blood gushing out of Zhuan Fei’s throat, his eyes bulging out in disbelief.
At a glance, sword intent kills.
Formless.
to the point of no name.
It’s just that Shen Zhenyi’s heart was moved at will, and he harvested Zhuan Fei’s life.
Seeing that he fell to the ground, the rest of the people were not possessed by their souls – Tuo Wannian and Zhuan Fei were both undercover agents of the beast-hearted organization.
Who knew that he would lose his life without even seeing each other, how could everyone not be shocked.
Tuo Wannian’s face was ashen, thinking that he still wanted to shoot Shen Zhenyi several times, and he was sweating even more.
——If he had made a move at first, he wouldn’t have to wait until today, his bones would have been turned to ashes!
Yan Feihong smiled bitterly, knowing that he was unfortunate, “Since the third son of Shen already knows everything, I will not force it, but the beast swept the world, it is a general trend, and it is not something that can be saved by the third son of Shen. Under Huangquan, We are waiting for the boy to see you again.”
In today’s Seven Wounds World, fierce beasts dominate the mainstream. In fact, human beings only rely on a few fine iron castles to resist and survive, at most, guarding a few isolated islands.
People of insight know that if they don’t rise up, the human race will die, but no one has the ability to reverse the trend.
Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly: “What you said is not bad.”
In the melee of various races, no one is the eternal protagonist. He has also seen many places where human beings have been exterminated and enslaved by beasts.
However, in the world of seven injuries, it is impossible to happen.
“But here I am.”
I come, I see, I change.
Since the third son of Shen came to the world of seven wounds, no matter what the ending of this world is, it will definitely change.
He was indifferent.
“What if you’re here?”
Yan Feihong was a little furious and shouted angrily: “Shen San Gongzi, although your strength is far above us, don’t be too confident! Don’t say that you may not be able to step into the middle level of the gods, even if you are really gods. The fourth level, in this world, are just insignificant ants!”
“Do you know that the major city lords are at least the sixth-level cultivation of the gods?”
“Do you know that the orc god monarch is already a high-level god-human realm!”
“Do you know the elder of Xuantian City?”
“You know where the beast god is, beyond the limit!”
She spoke proudly, not afraid of death, “It’s easy for you to kill us, but if they kill you, it’s just like killing a dog!”
“Don’t talk about the future, let’s talk about today, the beasts attack the city, and the jade and stones are burned! I want to see how much you have to get out of this catastrophe!”
The beast tide came, sweeping everything.
If Shen Zhenyi ignored the people in the nineteen outer cities and fled for his life, he should be able to survive, but if he fell into the herd, he would be more fortunate than good.
Yan Feihong’s remarks motivated him to challenge the beast tide, and it would be best if he lost his life.
There was only a smile on Shen Zhenyi’s face.
“Ferocious beasts attack the city, I have sent my disciples to resist…”
This may be the best training for Chu Huoluo, Princess Long and Zi Ningjun.
“disciple?”
Yan Feihong sneered, did Third Young Master Shen want his disciple to die again?
“again”……
She suddenly froze in her heart, thinking that this is not the first time. When Shen Zhenyi asked Chu Huoluo and the other three to deal with Tiangang, she felt the same way.
But unexpectedly, the three of Chu Huoluo defeated them cleanly.
——Could it be that this time, Shen Zhenyi will be able to repeat the miracle?
No…impossible, absolutely impossible!
Yan Feihong howled like a beast, Shen Zhenyi only shook his head slightly with a look of pity on his face.
– Turn around and leave.
He didn’t make another move, and he didn’t need to make another move.
Just when Shen Zhenyi shook his head, Yan Feihong and other five Heavenly Gangs, plus one Tuo Wannian, all six heads fell together, and there was no blood in the neck cavity – it can be seen how fast this sword is.
“Shake his head swordsmanship.”
“Shake your head and drop your head, shake your sword and fold your sword.”
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly, as if explaining the origin of swordsmanship to the dead, but they probably couldn’t hear it.
“This swordsmanship is too heavy to kill, and there is harmony between the heavens and the sky, but since you are incarnated as beasts and no longer human, then killing with this swordsmanship is nothing.”
He walked away, leaving only seven corpses behind.
——Whether in the beast-hearted people or in the human race, these seven people are considered noble, but now they died silently, no one knows, I am afraid that not even a single wave will rise.
The noise outside the city was getting louder and louder, Shen Zhenyi pricked up his ears to listen, nodded with a smile, tapped his steps, and floated away in the direction of the three city gates of heaven, earth, and people.
At this time, the city gate was fighting fiercely.
Chu Huoluo, Zi Ningjun, and Princess Long each took up a position, and they made every effort to deal with the impact of tens of thousands of beasts without reservation.
Swish! Swish!
The sword qi is like a rainbow, the formation method changes, the methamphetamine is swirling, and the elemental magnetism flashes.
Since the three of them became successful, this time they did their best.
The beasts were blocked by their magical swordsmanship, and a towering blood wall was almost formed three feet away from the city gate, but the beasts behind were still pouring in.
The manpower is sometimes poor. No matter how strong the three of them are, how long can they last?
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