Song Hanshan's eyebrows narrowed slightly as he listened to the monk's words.
Then he approached the monk and squatted down.
The monk also pretended that Song Hanshan didn't exist, and remained calm in his own world, looking at the two people fighting below with curiosity.
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Outside Baizhan City, Lin Huang fled all the way, and finally plunged into the ancient trees and mountains.
Liu Cangsheng arrived soon after.
Two powerful auras fell into the mountains, immediately causing all the beasts within to panic.
"Tsk, tsk, do you think you can escape like this? It's a bit ridiculous!"
Understanding Lin Huang's intention, Liu Cangsheng smiled leisurely, and then killed him with a sword.
When the sword energy came out of its sheath, wherever he walked, the ancient trees in the surrounding mountains and forests were turned into powder, and the mountain tops were also flattened by the latter's sword.
At this moment, Lin Huang rushed out from under the ground and suddenly appeared in front of Liu Cangsheng.
A clanging sound.
Liu Cangsheng blocked Lin Huang's attack with another understatement of his sword.
"You think the jungle is your battlefield, but you don't know what I have experienced this year!"
As Liu Cansheng finished speaking, another sword struck out, piercing Lin Huang's throat.
Looking at the long sword that was attacking with great force, Lin Huang's expression was tense. As he waved his arms, the Heaven's Ultimate Sword struck out again and headed towards Liu Cangsheng.
There was another crisp sound, and the sword energy and sword light collided together.
The forest wasteland flew back more than a thousand feet.
Liu Cangsheng stepped back dozens of steps.
"How can I, who is in the realm of King Wu, be someone you can provoke at will? You actually dare to issue a challenge to me and lure me to Baizhan City. You are really looking for death!"
Liu Cangsheng smiled coldly, and suddenly he shot out like thunder, heading towards the forest wasteland.
Lin Huang's expression calmed slightly, and his figure was hidden in the jungle again.
Liu Cangsheng sneered, and with a sword in the air, he turned all the jungle ten miles around into dust, and even dug three feet into the ground.
Afterwards, the void fell into silence.
There was no trace of Lin Huang at all.
Liu Cangsheng frowned slightly.
…
Above the clouds, the monk squatting down to watch the show looked down with a look of relish.
Song Hanshan looked indifferent, he didn't care at all about the outcome of this battle.
Among the thousands of miles of mountains and ancient trees, Liu Cangsheng seemed to feel something unusual under the silent breath of the void.
His face was slightly cold, and as he waved his arms, dozens of long swords protected his body, and sword wings appeared behind his back.
The surrounding area was crowded with sword slaves for ten miles.
"Puppy, why haven't you shown up yet? What kind of trick are you trying to pull off?"
Liu Cangsheng said angrily.
At this moment, Lin Huang's figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and the blood-colored nasal passages all over his body also opened up. His arms were folded in front of his chest, and he once again transformed into the Cross Yama move.
However, the white light that crosses Yama is the three swords of Abi Dao.
And that black light is the Heaven's Absolute God Slash.
Liu Cangsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became much more serious, "It's just some over and over again moves. Do you think this can suppress me?"
"kill!"
Liu Cansheng suddenly roared, and his entire body completely disappeared into the void. The sword slaves around him were like a mighty torrent, drowning towards the forest wasteland.
Boom boom boom boom.
A series of explosions sounded in the void.
Under Liu Cangsheng's killing blow, Cangsheng's swordsmanship was so devastating that not even a blade of grass grew in his path. He crushed all attacks from Lin Huang step by step.
Finally, there was a loud noise in the void, causing the mountain to collapse.
Lin Huang was directly buried in it.
Liu Cangsheng dusted off his clothes and chuckled. Then, without giving Lin Huang any chance to breathe, he held a sword and cut through the entire collapsed mountain like a spiral storm, vowing to kill Lin Huang.
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"It's interesting!"
Above the clouds, the monk who was watching the battle between the two men with all his heart suddenly spoke, with a smile on his lips, "Even if he is about to die, he is not willing to use the dusty power in his body. I am very curious, what is that power?"
Um?
Song Hanshan raised his head and looked at the monk with a puzzled expression.
The monks didn't even give Song Hanshan a second glance.
Song Hanshan looked a little embarrassed.
Then, the monk's eyes swept around, and finally fell on the people of the major forces. His handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, "Two ants are fighting, and a group of monkeys are watching the show. This is more interesting."
The monk said, scratched his ears, and suddenly realized that he was also a monkey watching a show.
But then the monk laughed again, like the Buddha picking up flowers. Even if he was watching a play, he was still the biggest monkey.
"The young man in purple, who evolved the common swordsmanship with one sword, must be Liu Chuandao's incompetent son. The other person... um..."
As the monk spoke, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Hanshan, "You have a domineering spirit, am I your disciple?"
Song Hanshan was slightly stunned. Before he could reply, the monk asked again: "Have I seen you before? You look familiar."
Song Hanshan was even more embarrassed. He was about to stand up, but found that the monk was still squatting. He had no choice but to squat down again, clasping his fists and saying: "Song Hanshan of the Song family, thanks to the guidance of my senior, allowed me to return to the realm of the Holy King a few years ago!"
"Have you ever? I don't remember!"
The monk scratched his hairless head, and then asked: "Is that young man your disciple? If so, can the poor monk beat you to death and take him away!"
"no!"
Song Hanshan shook his head and said.
"But you have the same two auras on your body. One of them is the aura of Zuo Jia Ming's unique skill Qin Changsheng. Are you a member of Zuo Jia Ming's teaching?"
The monk asked again.
Song Hanshan suddenly felt that his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and then he shook his head solemnly, "I have nothing to do with the people of Zuo Jia Ming's sect. I just accidentally obtained some of Qin Changsheng's unique skills."
"Then he is really not your disciple?"
The monk pointed to the forest wilderness below again and asked.
"That's not true!"
Song Hanshan Road.
"That's good, so as not to mislead you!"
The monk immediately clapped his hands and applauded.
Song Hanshan's face was slightly condensed. After thinking for a while, he still said with a straight face, "But this son killed me, a member of the Song family, and I came here to kill him. I gave him a month to find that person on his own.
A glimmer of hope. When the time comes, I will kill him!"
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The monk's voice fluctuated, and then he smiled compassionately, "This poor monk is the glimmer of hope!"
Song Hanshan frowned and said with difficulty and stubbornness: "Of course I am no match for senior, but if senior wants to stop me from killing this son, it will not be an easy task."
"You want to be unreasonable with the poor monk?"
The monk suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"On a matter of principle, Song Hanshan will not give in at all!"
Song Hanshan gritted his teeth and said.
"A bit brave!"
The monk suddenly smiled again, "Did I really give advice to someone as pedantic as you back then? Did I become blind then?"
Song Hanshan looked at the smile on the monk's face and felt that his scalp was numb and his whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Please go well, Lord Buddha!"
At this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in the monk's ears, which made the latter look stunned. Then he lay on the clouds and looked towards Baizhan City.
He saw an old man in white clothes with five stars in Baizhan City, looking up at him.
The monk winked for a while, and then he sat helplessly on the cloud with his legs crossed, scolding the Tianji Pavilion's commanding officer below, "Tianji Pavilion is amazing, you want me to leave even though you are a little five-star deacon. I don't want this."
To save face?"
"The Buddha King wants face. Doesn't the Buddha King need to give Master Tianji's face?"
The five-star old man in white said with a smile.
"Don't mention him to the poor monk. The poor monk feels that he has been tricked by this old guy this time!"
The monk said angrily.
"But doesn't King Buddha have no evidence?"
The five-star old man in white has a smile on his face.
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Just as the two gods were fighting, outside Baizhan City, Liu Cangsheng had already rushed out of the ruins of the mountains and headed towards Baizhan City. He was holding a sword in one hand, and he was dying with his breath in the other hand, letting others