Zhao Ge: 94. Nine Profounds in the World

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The edge of the long sword in the swordsman's hand gradually became distorted, giving birth to a fang-like fierce arc.

He crossed the sword, and the strange purple light circulated on the sword.

"Chief Nine Profound...Heh."

The swordsman laughed, shakes his wrist, and suddenly turns around. The sword turns into a stream of light.

In the darkness, the sword collided with metal.

Shen Changge's ghosts and charms generally appear from the air, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang fan half-closed, and the frame of the fan is surrounded by the fangs of the long sword.

Shen Changge lowered his eyes slightly.

The smile he used to always hang on his face has disappeared somehow, and there is a trace of coldness on his face, like a long-disguised sword. Suddenly, the earthquake removed the dust and revealed its sharpness. The edge.

"With a chief like you, the Jiuxuanmen presumptuously is the head of the Eight Immortal Sects!" The swordsman sneered. As the sword turned, the purple light spread like smoke, and the iron mask on his face became more and more alike under the light of the purple light. Hell Yama.

Shen Changge is holding the hand of the folding fan, the blue veins on the back of the hand are obvious, and the joints are white.

The qi of the two people collided in an instant, and neither of them felt comfortable. However, in this kind of confrontation, Shen Changge thought of other things.

He thought of the square outside the Qingming Pagoda with cracks in the space, and Zhou Wenan desperately trying to get half of the spirit card, remembered the white robe of the young man who looked like a fairy on the cloud flying in the air, and remembered looking empty Qingming Tower, the sadness on the faces of the Jiuxuan disciples...

He closed his eyes vigorously.

"Is the Nine Profound Gate the leader of the Eight Sects? Are you a guy who is qualified for evaluation."

When she opened her eyes again, Shen Changge's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce.

Like a lone wolf walking in the dark, full of hatred.

The long sword whose edge became like fangs was shaken away in an instant, and the swordsman drew back a few steps with a thump, and the long sword was thrust down to stop his figure.

The swordsman raised his head and looked at Shen Changge who was standing in the gloom.

The young man wearing the Nine Profound Gate Water Moire had no expression on his face. He stood in the dark, holding the Yin and Yang fan hanging down. The fan bones that resemble jade and not jade melted, dripping down in a liquid/physical shape. In a flash, the yin and yang fan familiar to the disciples of the Jiuxuanmen condensed into a handful of words that are neither long nor short. Knife.

At this moment, Shen Changge is no longer like the well-known chief executive of Jun Wanbai and others.

He is very hostile.

But it was as sad as...

"Nine Profound Gate..." Shen Changge raised his head while holding the knife, his voice hoarse and dry.

——"It is the number one in the world...Nine Profound Gate!"

The violent wind suddenly rose, and there was a bit of sword energy in all directions. The stone box placed on the mysterious iron gate by Shen Changge collapsed and turned into countless powdered star points, which instantly merged into the mysterious iron gate.

Shen Changge shakes his robe sleeves, and the fully condensed knife makes a crisp sound.

His aura suddenly changed, becoming violent and majestic. The tower of the prisoner did not know when it turned dark red. On the ground, a blood vessel-like pattern appeared, and a terrifying, depressive aura spread from all sides of the tower-this prisoner who has been dormant for tens of thousands of years. The Desolate Tower has been awakened!

"It is so righteous and awe-inspiring, but the people of the Nine Profound Clan, I am afraid I am not willing to admit you are a guy!"

Shen Changge's breath became dangerous, but the swordsman standing directly across from him laughed happily and raised his head.

"Hey, should the people in the theater come out?"

"Amitabha...Good and good."

A faint golden light suddenly rose up in the darkness, and the golden light was magnificent, with a feeling of compassion. The low Buddha horn rang. Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's horn, only a monk in a cassock walked down the stone steps. When he reached the bottom, his hands clasped together.

"Amitabha."

"Don't you know anything other than the Buddha's name in Sanskrit?"

A sound of impatience sounded.

The sound comes from overhead.

Three people jumped from the top.

Shen Changge looked up blankly.

Jun Wanbai with double swords, Li Xin who looks almost like a dead man, and Qiu Qianhe wearing a red sacrificial robe.

"What a coincidence." Jun Wanbai turned both swords and pointed diagonally to the ground. She looked at Shen Changge, showing a smile without a smile, and her expression looked a little gloomy, "Chief Shen Da is here too. "

Shen Changge's gaze flicked over Jun Wanbai and Li Xin.

The swordsman stepped back a few steps and stood in the diagonal left corner—it turns out that this man has been delaying time. The swordsman with the iron mask and the Mingxin monk, Jun Wanbai and others formed a vague encirclement, and their auras were all locked on Shen Changge.

"It turns out that yin and yang fans use knives. We are ignorant."

Li Xin twitched the corners of his mouth, as if trying to show a sarcasm.

Shen Changge's gaze fell on Qiu Qianhe, and for a moment, he laughed, and his expression became a bit like the arrogant chief of the Jiuxuanmen.

Hiding a knife in a smile is annoying.

Jun Wanbai held the sword, and the real air flowed.

"It's a coincidence." Shen Changge said lightly, "It's okay, it's not always in keeping with etiquette to leave without leaving."

The blade in his hand vibrated and hummed.

——Gu Jian cried himself because he felt the master's killing intent.

Jun Wanbai remembered what the world believed in, and she suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

Shen Changge really wants to kill them! Kill them who have lived together in the Jiuxuanmen for so long! It is really killing intent! How funny!

Before Baili sparsely reached the Jiuxuanmen, the core disciples of various peaks and veins played for so many years. When they hit the opponent, they knew what he was thinking of. When he felt that the position of the master is either himself or other One of the nasty guys. For so many years, they regarded each other as opponents and disliked each other.

But for so many years.

How many times did you verbally put your words on, saying, "I don’t want to stand up to each other, and send you to reincarnation." When did anyone really get sent for reincarnation?

The disciples of all peaks and veins have also been noisy for so many years, but when the secrets changed five years ago, all the disciples of Limai were killed in battle, and the disciples of Qianmai who were the least able to deal with Limai just carried all their bodies back. come out. At that time, the person who launched the yin and yang fan carrying the heaviest attack...who is the one with the main line again! !

"Shen Changge! What the **** are you crazy!"

Jun Wanbai heard the sound of Li Banmad and angry.

——How funny, Li Banmad asked others "what's going crazy?"

Li Xin's sword light passed, and he slashed towards Shen Changge who was surrounded by him.

Shen Changge has a familiar smile on their faces, and a knife that they are completely unfamiliar with in his hand. Under his feet, the lighted formations continuously gathered the shocking power, and finally gathered on the sword among the singers of Shen Chang.

When the formation pattern was on, a spirit bird that looked no different from a common skybird flew across the sky of the ancient battlefield of the Battle of Tifen.

The taboo prohibiting flying in the ancient battlefield seems to have no effect on this spirit bird.

It flew and hovered lightly, flying faster and faster, its figure gradually turned into illusion, and finally merged into the void.

"It's nothing."

Shen Changge's pupils reflected the sharp light of a knife, and he spoke softly. He suddenly remembered that day—when he went to look for Bailishu, the young man in white robe walked out of the clouds along the long stone steps with indifferent eyebrows.

"It's just..."

"The fairy above the clouds, bow your head and watch the sea!"

Shen Changge's voice suddenly rose.

A bright light burst out, and the bottom of the tower of prison was illuminated.

Jun Wanbai saw Shen Changge's face, and that familiar face had become completely strange.

——He was moved to kill, a man who said that the Jiuxuanmen was number one in the world, made a choice.

Jun Wanbai's hands holding double swords have violent veins on the back of her hands, she clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.

What's wrong with this world?

——Ordinary Yanmen County will be buried underground with the ancient emperor’s sword as the eye of the bronze circle, the sky-reaching Qingming Pagoda will be connected to the ancient battlefield tens of thousands of years ago, and hundreds of people have been walking in front of them. Senior Brother Li wrote everything down, saying that Shen Changge, the number one in the Nine Profound World, had killed them...

Is the world crazy?

Jun Wanbai thought of Qiu Qianhe's words:

——Are you really stupid or fake?