Hidden Blade Chapter 87: Bliss

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Zhong Changhen has sealed his sword for thirty years.

The reason for sealing the sword is not only related to the battle that took place thirty years ago, he personally slashed his master.

It's more about a truth that Jimang Sword Immortal, who had not entered the Devildom, had told him before that.

The heavier the holder, the more cautious the use.

As a young man, he used to sneer at these words, but he almost destroyed the millennium foundation of Linglong Pavilion after seeing his master's enchantment. The weight of this sentence is obvious.

Being able to seal a sword doesn't mean that you won't be able to make a sword again.

In order to swing a better sword at a more right time.

Now is the good time.

"Looking for death!" A heavy evil spirit appeared between Zhong Changhat's brows, and the long sword stuck on the ground slammed back to his head with a clear sound at that time.

I saw the divine light in his eyes condensed, and his hands made sword fingers, connecting several dark and dark marks. The sharp sword hanging above his head melted into ten, transformed into a hundred, and transformed into a thousand, densely appearing behind him.

Then he was full of vitality, and the billowing sword intent was like purple air coming from the east to cover the sky and the sun.

The sky is getting darker.

The red-robed old man's clothes were drifting, and there were thousands of magic swords entwined all over his body, and there were billowing swords in all directions to protect his body.

He stands out of thin air, with cold eyes and beard, as if a sword fairy is coming to the world.

The little monk raised his head and looked at the old man in the sky, his eyebrows sank, and hostility finally appeared in his clear eyes.

"If you don't realize it, you should kill!" His tender voice suddenly became cold at that moment.

After these words, the golden light all over him was prosperous, and a golden Buddha image appeared from behind him at that time.

The Buddha statue is majestic and majestic. From the moment it appeared, there was a leisurely Sanskrit sound, and its awe-inspiring momentum.

"Making a mystery." Zhong Changhen snorted coldly.

One hand stretched out suddenly, five fingers spread out, there is a big sky.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."

Then a violent shout like the sound of the sky was spit out from his mouth, and the Divine Sword in the sky behind him flew out like an edict at that moment.

The long swords are pouring toward the little monk like a rainstorm pear flower. The densely packed long swords are almost connected in a line, majestic and endless. The sword light flickered between heaven and earth, as if it had already cut through it.

"Hmph!" The little monk's face was silent, he let out a cold snort, and took a step forward. His immature hand stretched out toward the flying sword, seeming to want to use his weak The body of flesh and blood resisted the sword formation that was powerful enough to slay the immortal.

Of course, this is far from the truth.

As the little monk's hand was stretched out, the huge Buddha statue behind him slowly moved.

The statue of Buddha was so huge that every subtle to extreme movement of him would make thunder-like noises, knocking the eardrums of everyone present.

The Buddha statue stretched out his hand, slow and heavy movements, giving everyone a great sense of oppression.

The most amazing thing is that the slowly extending palm of the Buddha statue and the roaring stegosaurus are impartial, and come to the little monk at the same time sooner or later.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

......

At that time, the crisp sound of metal collisions started.

The sound was harsh and intense, like a rainstorm hitting the drumhead.

Then countless flying swords, after colliding with the palm, refracted towards the surroundings, and plunged into the surrounding ground like a defeated remnant. With such a powerful blow, Zhong Changhen could not even break through the defense of that palm.

How dare the people around you touch this edge and evade one after another.

The battle has unknowingly risen to a point where most people on the scene simply cannot participate.

"The evil devil's way, but so." At that time, the little monk let out a cold snort, stretched out his palm and pushed towards the sky, the huge bergamot was also like an edict at that time, and began to summon Zhong Changhen. The stegosaurus came out, slowly moving forward.

He is going to fight back.

When everyone saw this, their hearts were tense. This little monk was really too weird. The origin is unknown, but his cultivation is terribly strong.

Qing Ruxi can't do a single move in his hand, and Zhong Changhen, who claims to be able to slash the immortal, can't even defeat it. On the contrary, he has a vague meaning of being suppressed.

What is the origin of this little monk.

Such doubts inevitably surfaced in everyone's minds at that time.

"Huh!"

What a character Zhong Changhen is. Although the behavior of the little monk makes him different, it is far more than messing up his position.

There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, and the arm that stretched out high was squeezed out of thin air, and the divine sword flew into his hand at that time.

At that moment.

Zhong Changhen seemed to have become so different.

A dull and unclear breath rippling around him like a ripple centered on him.

Then he moved forward, swinging the long sword in his hand, and the whole thing moved at that time.

He greeted the Buddha statue-->>, and updated the latest chapter of Cangfeng as soon as possible!

Out of the arm.

The long swords inserted upside down on the ground began to tremble at that time, and the sound of the swords rose from low to high, and finally merged into one piece, echoing between the sky and the earth, suppressing the Sanskrit sound evoked by the Buddha statue. , Also suppressed everyone's exclamation.

After a few breaths, those long swords broke through the ground one after another, turning into streamers, and merged into the divine sword in Zhong Changhen's hands like a bird facing a phoenix.

He is full of vigor, billowing sword intent surging, and swinging away from behind him, it is a big shade of sky and sun.

"Ming is stubborn." The little monk seemed to feel the oppressive feeling from Zhong Changhenshen at that time, and he also burst out, the golden light masterpiece surrounding the Buddha statue.

Boom!

It was only a momentary moment when the sword in Zhong Changhen's hand and the huge Buddha palm slammed together.

The huge roar broke out, and the violent wind rose from the place where the two met, roaring towards the surroundings, and everyone's complexion changed greatly, and they hurriedly used all they could to resist. But this is the case, it is still inevitable that some of the people with weaker cultivation bases are blown to the ground, looking embarrassed.

But the contest between Zhong Changhen and the little monk is far from over.

The two were in a stalemate, neither the sword's edge nor the Buddha's palm evaded, choosing to regret it at that time.

The little monk thought, extinguishing demons and defending the way, and saving sentient beings, naturally there is no retreat.

Zhong Changhen thought, how could Linglong Pavilion's face be tarnished by others, so naturally he must be quick after killing.

The two were very tacitly agreeing that they used their killer moves the first time after the match, and this time the result of the match will inevitably be directly determined by his choice of two.

They all know this.

So at this moment, they all unreservedly mobilized the power in each other's body, trying to consume each other's life.

The flow of time seems to slow down.

Everyone watched nervously at these two people who seemed to be fighting a fairy, every minute and every second, at this moment, let them live like years.

And this is also true for the two in the middle of the battlefield.

They are energizing every trace of energy in the body with all their strength, and they dare not even slack off even a bit.

Zhong Changhen’s forehead was covered with dense sweat, but between the little monk’s brows was a trace of hostility.

As time passed, Zhong Changhen's sweat on his forehead became more and more, and he gradually felt a little strenuous.

The last person who could drive him to this point was his master who had practiced the "Great Inverse Sword Classic" and entered the magical way. Zhong Changhen sighed in his heart at that time, but it was inevitable. Use that trick.

He thought so, and a determination flashed in his eyes.

His body shook, and a dull breath suddenly surged from his body.

The breath is extremely cold, with a monstrous resentment, completely different from the almost pure sword intent he released before.

Zhong Changhen's eyes suddenly reddened, and the breath of his body rose again at that time, reaching a point where everyone was almost frightened.

As his power increased, the little monk as the enemy suddenly increased his pressure.

The palm of Tiantian, which was tit-for-tat to Zhong Changhen's sword, slowly began to recede at that time. It seems that after Zhong Changhen made such a weird move, he finally gained the advantage of normal hard regret.

The little monk's body began to lean back, and a huge sense of pressure came, and the ground under his feet began to sink, as if he could no longer carry such a huge force.

"How is it possible? How could I lose to a monster!" He muttered to himself, the hostility in his eyes became more and more heavily makeup, and his eyes gradually soaked.

"Break it for me!" At this time, Zhong Changhen let out a burst of shouts, and the momentum of his body rose again.

At that moment, the huge Buddha statue suffered heavy damage. His body shook, and the defeat of the Buddha's palm became more and more obvious.

Blood began to spill from the corner of the little monk's mouth. The power that burst out of Zhong Changhen's body was really too strong. Under the pressure of that power, he felt a trance.

"Everyone in the world suffers, my Buddha is compassionate, and I have to cross the world out of the sea of ​​suffering, and all sentient beings will be bright."

He remembered what the old monk of a certain year and certain month had said to him.

How can I die before all beings cross?

He murmured like this, but his voice wasn't immature, on the contrary, it was extremely vicissitudes of life, as if he had traveled through a long time before arriving here.

Boom! With a loud bang, Zhong Changhen's sword finally smashed the Buddha statue, and the huge phantom of the Buddha statue crashed to pieces at that time.

And some things in the little monk's body were shattered with it~IndoMTL.com~ Then a crack appeared on the surface of that thing.

A crack so small that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.

There is the obsession to save all sentient beings, and it is also the evil result of the suffering of everyone in the world.

The little monk's body shook, and a terrible force suddenly poured out of him, and his rickety body suddenly straightened at that moment.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, a cold breath swayed in his eyes that had already reached the front of Zhong Changhen and had already turned black.

His lips opened slowly, and the previous majestic golden Buddha light was covered with a faint black breath at some point.

And the grotesque and gloomy voice came out of his mouth at that time.

"All beings live in old age and suffer."

"Reincarnation to bliss!"