Climbing to the top in the world of cultivating immortals by being the king of the sea Chapter 119 I must be ashamed, Wen Zaishu was seriously injured and imprisoned
Chapter 119 I must be ashamed, Wen Zaishu was seriously injured and imprisoned
Wei Mingxu was not familiar with this voice.
Moreover, why would anyone call him "Mr. Wei"?
Even though his reputation is resounding throughout the world, he is still the contemporary saint son of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
For the canonization ceremony that year, the Xuantian Sword Sect invited heroes from all over the world.
Even casual cultivators should know him.
This person didn't recognize him, which only meant that she was not from the same era.
But she has such a level of Yunzhou...
For a moment, Wei Mingxu thought of a person in his mind.
"May I ask, Your Excellency, are you the successor of Kenshin?"
Lin Yu was a little surprised that the other party guessed her identity so quickly, but she admitted it calmly.
"Exactly."
Wei Mingxu secretly thought that he dared to admit it directly. It seemed that he was a tough guy.
"Wei Mingxu, as the holy son of the Xuantian Sword Sect, issues a challenge to you."
"It's time for the world to see whether Jianxin is better, or my Xuantian Sword Sect, whose style remains the same."
When Lin Yu heard the invitation for a showdown, she knew she couldn't escape, so she happily agreed.
She landed Yunzhou and put it away, and then the other party saw her true face in Lushan.
Lin Yu also saw the other person - a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
"Such a young age, such a strong sword spirit!" Wei Mingxu's heart trembled, he was worthy of being the successor of Jian Xin.
That is, his cultivation is a bit weak.
"You haven't built the foundation yet, but I have formed the elixir. In order to prevent the world from saying that I bully the weak, I will suppress my cultivation."
When Lin Yu heard this, he realized that he was a man of "honesty", so how could he be so affectionate?
Without saying a word, she drew her sword and rushed over.
She has been accumulating her sword power since she put away Yun Zhou.
At this time, she was struck with emotion, and in Wei Mingxu's eyes, she was like a moth fluttering into the fire.
Although his courage is commendable, he is destined to fall by his sword.
Wei Mingxu thought he could easily win.
At the beginning, he even suppressed his cultivation to the same ninth level of Qi refining as Lin Yu.
Then, Lin Yu went up and used the third form of Dayan Bahuang Sword - attack.
Teach him how to be a good person.
Wei Mingxu, who was frightened by Lin Yu's momentum, knew that he had been careless and quickly raised his cultivation to the third level of foundation building.
However, he was still knocked away by Lin Yu.
Feeling the dull pain in his chest, Wei Mingxu's expression became serious.
"The successor of Kenshin is indeed no small matter."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and directly reached the seventh level of foundation building, so that he could fight Lin Yu reciprocally.
When Lin Yu slashed out ten thousand galaxies with one sword, Wei Mingxu's voice became louder——
"Innate Sword Bone!"
He wears a sword body and is already a rare sword-practicing prodigy in the world.
At this time, he actually felt the physical suppression from his opponent.
Every pore in his body screamed - tear her apart! tear her apart!
What a pleasure it is to be able to kill the owner of the innate sword bone who has not yet reached perfection with the sword!
This temptation is too powerful!
Once the owner of the innate sword bone has mastered the art of swordsmanship, he will be the king among swordsmen. All swordsmen cannot compete with him.
Over the years, monks with innate sword bones only revealed their trump card when they reached great success.
Today, he actually met the owner of the innate sword bone who had not yet established the foundation.
It was God's will that he should become the number one swordsman in the contemporary era.
Only to give him such an opponent to sharpen his will and create his legend!
Wei Mingxu was completely excited and let go of his hands and feet to fight Lin Yu.
It's just that he hasn't restored his cultivation level to the golden elixir stage.
Lin Yu had only experienced this sense of oppression for a moment when Kenshin threatened her.
Can he compare to Kenshin?
Obviously impossible.
It can only be said that Kenshin has never shown his true strength.
The saint son of the Xuantian Sword Sect, with a cultivation level of the ninth level of foundation building, could deal with her, a monk of the ninth level of Qi training?
I really think highly of her.
Lin Yu endured huge pressure and released his own way of balancing yin and yang.
When the strange phenomenon of Liangyi appeared, Wei Mingxu was a little dumbfounded.
Why is this... not the unprecedented way?
Lin Yu took advantage of the opponent's dazed moment and launched a fierce attack.
The fourth form of the Dayan Bahuang Sword—Shou!
This style has blocked countless swordsmanship geniuses.
It’s hard for them to understand: Why do they still need to learn defense when they already know how to attack?
Lin Yu, who grew up watching martial arts dramas, was different. She had no difficulty understanding it.
If it is too strong, it will break easily, but if it is too strong, it will be too much.
Just like the Qian hexagram in the first hexagram of the sixty-four hexagrams of the "Book of Changes", after "The flying dragon is in the sky", there is "The dragon has regrets".
Only by combining hardness and softness, with both offense and defense, can it be considered complete.
Hundreds of moves passed, and the spiritual energy in Lin Yu's body was almost exhausted.
As for Wei Mingxu, the more he fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more joyful he became.
In the end, his fighting instinct had made him forget that the person facing him was just a monk at the ninth level of Qi training.
It wasn't until he slashed out the sword that contained the cultivation level of the Golden Core that Wei Mingxu suddenly woke up!
What did he do?!
She will die!
How is he different from those in the devil's path?
For a moment, Wei Mingxu was withdrawn from the excitement of the battle and broke into a cold sweat.
"Get out of the way!"
he shouted.
However, he also knew that how could a monk who had not yet established a foundation be able to hide away?
Wei Mingxu's heart felt cold.
Lin Yu also noticed the difference in this sword, and quickly took out the Fudou Mingwang Bell. After inputting spiritual power, the object quickly enlarged and covered her in it.
"Zheng——"
The sword struck the bronze bell, and the bell rang out for dozens of miles around.
Fortunately, Lin Yu had shed blood to recognize his master before, and was well protected inside the clock.
Otherwise, just this shock could shatter her internal organs.
After the sword light dispersed, Wei Mingxu walked towards Lin Yu.
He didn't know what he was afraid of seeing.
If she hadn't died, this strength would be terrifying.
But if she died, he might never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.
Sword cultivators should respect each other.
He couldn't hold back and killed the sword cultivator whose cultivation level was far lower than his own...
He will be infected with inner demons and will never be able to reach the top of the sword again in this life.
Seeing the intact bronze bell, Wei Mingxu felt relieved.
She has a protective weapon, she is not dead, great!
While he was sighing, as soon as the big bell opened, Lin Yu stretched out his hand and pulled him in.
Inside the Fudo Myoyo Bell, it was pitch black.
As the master of the magical weapon, Lin Yu can control the formation inside the bell.
That's right, as a defensive weapon, the Fudo Myooh Bell is not a simple "turtle shell".
After drawing the enemy in, the owner of the magical weapon can use the formation inside the bell to suppress the enemy.
Of course, this also consumes spiritual energy.
Unlike the Nebula chessboard, which requires very little spiritual power, activating the Fudo Myoyo Bell formation requires a lot of spiritual power.
Judging from Lin Yu's current state, she can only suppress Wei Mingxu for two or three minutes at most.
After Wei Mingxu was pulled in by Lin Yu, he noticed something strange about himself.
His cultivation was completely suppressed, and at this moment, he was like a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
However, what Wei Mingxu cares more about than death is——
In the darkness, the woman was pressing on him.
The cold fragrance of the woman penetrated every inch of his skin.
She coughed twice, and warm liquid touched his chest.
is blood.
Lin Yu dragged Wei Mingxu in, but she almost lost her strength.
Therefore, she could only push Wei Mingxu against the bell wall.
And she herself leaned on him.
"You, Xuantian Sword Sect, are really abominable. You bully the weak by relying on the strong, and bully the small by the big..."
Lin Yu gritted his teeth and said this, and then said: "You just told me to run away, you still have some conscience."
"I won't kill you this time. You'd better stay away from me. If we meet again, I will definitely avenge today's shame!"
Lin Yu said something tough, but in fact, she knew that as the holy son of the Xuantian Sword Sect, it was impossible for the other party not to have other trump cards.
If she takes action brazenly, she will most likely end up hurting both sides, or even going to hell together.
Mudd!
Who wants to go to hell with him?
Feeling aggrieved, she controlled the formation and knocked the opponent unconscious directly.
Afterwards, Lin Yu quickly got on the cloud boat and fled the scene of the crime.
On the cloud boat, she kept adjusting her breath.
By the time we arrived at Wuxi Mountain, we had finally recovered to 50%.
Lin Yu became invisible and sneaked into the lair of the Guangming Sect. After walking around for more than half an hour, he found traces of Wen Zaishu.
Just one look made her furious on the spot.
This is a dungeon, warm on the chest of the book, are two iron hooks.
These two iron hooks passed through his lute bones and hung him in the air.
Blood flowed all over the ground.
Wen Zaishu closed his eyes tightly, and his already pale face had no color at all!
Next to him, there was a man in his fifties, enjoying tea at the table, not caring about the strong smell of blood.
This is Gu Tianming!
Lin Yu raised his sword and was about to rush over, but was caught off guard when someone covered his mouth and grabbed his arm.
She looked back and saw that it was Nanke.
"Do not impulse."
Nanke's voice was as thin as a hair.
However, the next moment——
"Are you injured? Who did it!"
This time, it was Lin Yu who covered his mouth and pulled him back.
In an instant, Lin Yu forced himself to calm down.
"Do not impulse."
Lin Yu said to Nanke.
Nan Ke was furious at this moment, and Lin Yu was afraid that he would make any noise, so he quickly comforted him.
"I promise you I won't cut off contact again. Just calm down."
Lin Yu even patted Nan Ke on the back with his other hand.
After Nan Ke nodded, Lin Yu took away the hand covering his mouth.
"Zaishu, how could master harm you? Don't you want to be the best in the world?"
Gu Tianming spoke, but Lin Yu and Nanke both remained silent.
Wen Zaishu didn't respond. Gu Tianming was obviously a little angry, and he put the tea cup down hard.
"You have already practiced 'Spirit Summoning' to the seventh level, and you are no longer a normal person. Now you just go one step further and let the gods possess you!"
"To be possessed by a god, no matter how many people ask for it, they won't be able to get it!"
These words made Wen Zaishu laugh at himself.
"Then who am I? If I sacrifice my body to the gods, what am I Wen Zaishu? Master..."
Even Nanke couldn't deny Wen's despair in his book.
Gu Tianming thought to himself, you are considered a "gu"!
But he knew that he couldn't say that.
Soon, Gu Tianming spoke again and controlled Wen Zaishu tightly.
"In the past, you would listen to whatever the master said."
"Now, your heart is all about that woman named 'Ming Yue'. You don't even listen to the master's words."
Hearing the name of his sweetheart, Wen Zaishu opened his eyes, with anger burning in his eyes.
"Don't hurt her!"
Seeing Wen Zaishu struggling, with a lot of blood coming out of his body, Lin Yu couldn't bear it any longer.
