Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 569: Old dog running dog dead dog

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As that person appeared, the waves on the sea stopped, and the North Sea became quiet again.

The old man Xuanjian sat on the beach, clutching his chest, and began to restore the sword energy in his body.

Meng Jin is holding the sword, the sword aura is still in front of him, but looking at that person, he can't regenerate the slightest fighting spirit. He is a swordsman who climbs the stairs. This cultivator on earth, logically speaking, whether he can There should be no threat to him in response, but where is the human monk in front of him.

Clearly the saint sitting high in the clouds!

The Taoist with golden light on his side stood with his hand in his hand. He just looked at Meng Jin indifferently and didn’t say much. But just standing like this, Meng Jin could feel a powerful breath that was as vast as the sea, if He is not a swordsman who has climbed to the top of the building, I am afraid that he can't even stand steady.

The wrinkles on an old face of Meng Jin seemed to be trembling slightly by a gust of wind, like ripples on the surface of a lake, with the white long sword in his hand, reflecting the sky. Meng Jin said with difficulty: "It turned out that it was a saint who was here, and there was a loss to welcome."

Although it was difficult, the voice was flat.

Meng Jin was once the Sword Mountain Master, one of the strongest monks in this world, how could he be like an ordinary monk?

The saint looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Do you know who I am?"

In the Battle of Luoyang City, a total of three saints fell across the clouds, two Taoist saints, and a Confucian saint. Since this is a Taoist costume, he is naturally one of the remaining Taoist saints.

For the remaining four Taoist saints, Ye Sheng has always been in the simplest form. Ning Sheng and Chen Sheng have been seriously injured in the battle in the clouds, and the Taoist saints who can still appear in the world, except for Zhao Shengzhi, who hadn't shown much in the war. Besides, who else?

Meng Jin doesn’t know the details of the battle in the cloud, but he knows one thing very well. After the battle in the cloud, the world will change, but he never thought that there would be a saint walking down the cloud. Without going anywhere else, he came to him, and it seemed that he was going to do something to him.

Meng Jin has an indifferent expression. He has been in Beihai for hundreds of years. He has always been calm. Not only did he dare not reveal his identity, but he never disputed with others. Today, he is going to violently kill, and he just wants to expose his identity. After killing someone, he can leave Beihai to go to other places and continue to live peacefully like this.

He is no longer the former Swordsman Master. There is nothing else he wants to do. He just wants to live like this. After the last few years, he might think about whether he can break open the building and go to the sea to see Look.

Of course, I went to Canghai, not for anything else, but simply to live a few more years. Many years ago, Chao Qingqiu came to Beihai to meet him. Looking at him like this, he didn’t do anything, just asked. Some things, and then left, but at that time, he already felt that Meng Jin was an old dog.

The only person who has such a level of cultivation, but only wants to live and don't want to do anything else, is naturally just an old dog.

Meng Jin stood up with a sword and looked at the saint in front of him, silent.

It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is what he does.

Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin and calmly said: "Meng Jin, put a good sword on the mountain and don't do it. He has to live like an old dog in Beihai. What do you picture?"

Meng Jin didn’t speak, he just watched.

The old man with sword hanging in the distance said, "What about being an old dog, I won't become a running dog."

The old dog and the running dog are both dogs, but the difference is very big.

The running dog has to be driven by others, has to do a lot of things for the master, work hard and can only beg for mercy, but the old dog can live safely, even if he is not liked by others, he can always live safely, Meng Jin is willing to go Being an old dog, but not really fond of being a running dog, especially a running dog of a saint, is perhaps the most unacceptable thing in his life apart from death.

Zhao Sheng said: "If you don't be a running dog, you can only be a dead dog. I know you know how to choose."

Meng Jin was standing on the beach with a sword in his hand. There was sea breeze blowing his hair. He looked at the saint with a weird expression, and then became a little firm. He looked at the saint and said, "I don't want to To be a running dog is even more unwilling to be a dead dog, but I like being an old dog the most. Today Saint Zhao wants me to be a running dog. I naturally will not agree to it so simply. I want to try whether my sword can make Saint Zhao changed his mind."

Now, Meng Jin naturally knows the identity of this saint.

Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin with indifferent eyes, "An ant raises a sword to the sky, I don't know what it means. Even if you take a half-step through the sea, you are only a larger ant, how can you have a half chance of winning?"

Meng Jin smiled slightly, "Since Saint Zhao needs me to be a running dog, he naturally wouldn't think of turning me into a dead dog so quickly. In that case, why not take advantage of this opportunity to fight. ."

Even though Meng Jin has been an old dog for many years, he is still a rare wise man in this world. He has insight into the situation. This kind of thing has never been difficult.

Zhao Sheng stopped talking, just looked at Meng Jin indifferently.

Meng Jin was holding the sword, his momentum continued to climb, and soon reached the peak. Numerous sword auras surrounded him. In his eyes, the sword intent was constantly arising and passing away. In the current kendo, remove the two sword immortals, Meng If Jin wants to say that he is the second person, no one should dare to say that he is the first. Even if it is Chao Fengchen and has the knowledge of Chao Qingqiu's kendo, he is still not an opponent of Meng Jin in the realm of climbing stairs.

After Meng Jin's sword aura reached its peak, he quickly handed out a sword. This sword was handed out. The entire seashore was full of sword light. From now on, the calm seashore became turbulent again.

The vision triggered by this sword is more than that.

This surprised the old Xuanjian who had been sitting cross-legged by the beach for a long time.

Countless sword qi engulfed the sea water, forming a huge water dragon and attacking Zhao Sheng. With this sword of Meng Jin, in the swordsmanship of the world, there is no way to find a second sword that can match it.

Countless violent sword auras were born here, and countless violent sword intents appeared here, but when it rolled towards Sheng Zhao standing on the coast, there was still something missing.

Zhao Sheng looked at the beach, then just pointed out.

A golden light left between his fingers and soon fell into the sea. Even if the water dragon shattered, countless sword qi was scattered on the ground, as if countless swords had been shattered.

Meng Jin stared at the sword with no expression on his face, and said nothing.

Let you be the most powerful arrogant in the world, let you be the most powerful swordsman in the world, but when facing the saint above the clouds, there is no way.

This is a fact, a fact that cannot be changed.

Meng Jin accepted this fact calmly.

He is standing on the beach with no expression on his old face. It’s normal for him to be unable to kill people or saints. He doesn’t care too much. It’s just that he is a little surprised. It turns out that he is far away from the saints. In between, it seems that there is still one step left, but in fact there are still thousands of steps to go.

Until this time, he didn't know how ridiculous the so-called Half-Step Canghai was.

After Zhao Sheng clicked a finger, he ended the battle. He looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Now it's time to tell me to be a dead dog or a running dog."

Meng Jin calmly said: "What do you want me to do?"

When someone comes to him, naturally it is not something that other people can do. What he can do is only what Meng Jin can do.

Zhao Sheng said indifferently: "Chao Qingqiu is gone, Jianshan is now a young man in charge, I think you should get back what belongs to you."

Meng Jin raised his eyes, a little stupefied. He was the Master of Jianshan back then. If he didn't want to see what Canghai is, he would not leave Jianshan or take the position of Master Jianshan. Let it go, let alone become such an old dog. After climbing in the sea, he saw that he had no hope. Meng Jin’s only goal in this life was to live for a long time. That’s why he had spent so many years in Beihai. He doesn't care about anything other than being alive, but now someone wants to make him care.

Someone wants him to return to Jianshan to be the Swordsman Swordsman that he doesn't think is interesting.

Meng Jin looked at the saint, frowned and said, "You want me to be the one who will leave me with a reputation for eternity."

Zhao Sheng looked at him and didn’t say anything. That’s what happened. Whether there will be eternal infamy and whether he can be regarded as a swordsman again is not what Zhao Sheng cares about. This saint looks at him. Meng Jin, there is only one question, do you do it or not.

If you do this, you can live. If you don't do this, you have to die.

A very simple thing.

Meng Jin asked: "Xu Ji handed the Sword Mountain Master to Wu Shanhe. He is right, what shall I fight for?"

Zhao Sheng didn’t speak. Long ago, Dao Sect planned to use Bai Weng to disturb Jian Shan, but Bai Weng was not a person of Jian Shan, and the realm of Kendo was not so exquisite, so he could only lose in the end. Under the sword of Shengjing, but Meng Jin was different. He was the head teacher of Jianshan, and the master of the ancestor Xu Ji. His entire seniority was unmatched by any swordsman nowadays.

So he wants to be Jianshanzhangjiao, and his name is right. At least it should look much more suitable than Wu Shanhe. As for why he didn't appear before, it is easy to explain.

Anyway, as long as Meng Jin appeared in Jianshan, a thriving Jianshan appeared, and even the line of swordsmen would become a little different.

The blow to the swordsman was extraordinary.

Meng Jin looked into the distance and said with some weary: "Do I still have to choose?"

"Since you don't want to die, you have no choice."

As Sheng Zhao spoke, the whole person walked towards the sky, and soon only one back was left behind.

Meng Jin turned his head, looked at the old man with sword hanging by the sea, and laughed at himself: "Now you and I are running dogs."

The vicissitudes of voice are incomparable.