Genzo took a step forward and stepped hard into the rain with his cloth-shoeed feet. He looked at the familiar face of the Baji Jianlu with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "Jian Buyi, you are almost here with Shen Yuanlao." After a hundred years, why are you not willing to help him now, but instead defeat him?!"
Jian Buyi looks like an old man who is half a century old. He is also a strong man in the realm of Dharma God. He has been following Shen Wuyu since he entered the Tianxuan Sword Sect. He is already the highest-ranking person in the Baji Jianlu. His expression is solemn. , sighed: "I guessed what happened when I entered the Daxuan Sword Sect from the Qinghu Gang and other casual cultivators. Over the years, Shen Yuanlao has treated me very well, so I have always been like a tortoise, I just beg you not to I was involved in this turmoil, but later Junior Sister Qingxuan found me and made me understand something."
"What words?"
"Haoran's righteousness is the way of Tianxuan!"
These eight words were the sect rules of the Tianxuan Sword Sect. When they were spoken from Jian Buyi's mouth, they had a sonorous and powerful feeling that made all the disciples of the three major sword houses feel refreshed.
Genzo took a deep breath and said: "I only know that once I am a teacher, I will always be a father. If it were not for Shen Yuanlao, I, Genzo, would never be where I am today. Therefore, my life belongs to him, and I will be loyal to him to the death."
Jian Buyi gritted his teeth and said: "Why are you still stubborn? Shen Wuyu is following a crooked path. If the Tianxuan Sword Sect falls into his hands today, it will fall into a place of eternal destruction."
"It has nothing to do with me."
Loyalty to Shen Wuyu seems to have become Genzo's only purpose of survival. He doesn't care whether this path is right or wrong. What he wants to do is to fulfill Shen Wuyu's wish, even if he goes through fire and water.
Yuan Futu turned around, stepped on the Zhuhuang Sword, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the clouds, flying quickly towards the direction of Fengxi Cave.
The moment he started, the furious Jiang Xiong also flew up, only to find a sword shadow with a black aura falling from the sky.
One punch and one sword, striking in the air.
Qingxuan's delicate body trembled slightly. Although her Netherworld Xuanyin Sword was not as powerful and domineering as Nangong Qiushui, it was still like a nightmare to the strong ones in the Dharma God realm. However, Jiang Xiong was a master at the peak of virtual reality. He posed no threat, but it prevented him from pursuing Yuan Futu.
"If you want to leave here, you must pass our level first!" Qingxuan held the flying sword in front of her body, and her whole body was filled with dark true energy.
When Genzo saw this scene, he stamped his feet suddenly, and the water suddenly splashed away. A crack penetrated the stone bricks to the ground, and shouted: "Kill them!"
At this moment, he finally made the decision he least wanted to make and the most helpless one!
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Amidst the strong wind and rain, an old man stood on the top of a mountain, letting the rain wet his old clothes. He raised his head and saw the huge golden sword shadow through the hazy rain curtain, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He thought, "The time has come." Immediately, he walked into the cave with unusually heavy steps.
Inside the Fengxi Cave Mansion, everything is resplendent and radiant. The extremely powerful true energy covers every inch of space. You can see with the naked eye countless talisman formations flowing endlessly. In the center of the cave manor, there is a ten-foot square The white columns on the left and right.
At this moment, Jian Twelve sat cross-legged on the pillar platform, closing his eyes slightly, and concentrated on sensing the golden giant sword that penetrated the sky.
However, at this moment, as a pair of wet cloth shoes stepped in, the originally perfectly flowing true energy suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes, everything became stagnant, and bowls appeared on the looming talisman formation pattern. There were cracks as wide as the mouth, the surrounding stone walls collapsed with a rumble, and the ground was also cracking everywhere.
Shen Wuyu walked up to the white pillar, the wrinkles on his face gradually gathered, and a long-premeditated murderous intention condensed in the narrow slits of his eyes.
In his withered hands, two flying swords appeared, one dark green and one red, exuding the powerful aura of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.
"Wake up!"
With the two swords waving, the white stone pillar in front of him was suddenly cut into countless regular stones, as if falling into a weightless space, it began to slowly split apart.
At the same time, Jian Twelve suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark golden long sword appeared in his hand. With a stab in the air, a magnificent golden sword shadow burst out, crossing the entire cave, and instantly Shen Wuyu's thin body was completely swallowed up.
boom!
A huge gap was opened in the cave that was dozens of feet thick by this fleeting sword shadow, and strong cold wind poured in, making a screaming sound.
The aura of Jian Twelve was a bit heavy. When he broke through the realm, he was at his weakest, and this sword undoubtedly used almost all of his strength.
If it were Shen Wuyu back then, no matter how strong he was, he would not be able to withstand this sword, so Jian Twelve still had some confidence in his heart.
"roar!"
Suddenly, a dragon head soared into the sky with unparalleled power and hit the sword shadow fiercely.
Jian Twelve's body suddenly shook, and he staggered back two steps. He looked at the figure standing inside the green dragon head in shock, and said in a deep voice: "What is this?"
Shen Wuyu put his hands behind his back and faced the leader of the Tianxuan Sword Sect. He did not feel the slightest nervousness. Instead, he felt a bit excited. When he raised his arms, the clothes on his upper body tore apart with a sneer. , exposing the green dragon tattoo inside, and said: "This robe was brought from the world of chaos. It is a veritable fairy weapon. I call it the Ancestral Dragon Armor. In fact, you can't believe it. Some things are really destined by God. I am destined." If I get this magical weapon, I am destined to become the new generation of Sword Sect master."
Jian Twelve looked at the lifelike green dragon tattoo that was still swimming, smiled bitterly, and said: "No wonder my 'Three Emperors Inscription Golden Sword' doesn't work. It turns out to be an immortal weapon like a robe. What about Nangong Yuan and the others?" Already?"
"I will seal them all in the Tongtian Sword Tower. After you die, if they are willing to submit to me, then I will not have to kill them." Shen Wuyu has already planned everything, and now it is a crucial time. Frowning, he said, "Aren't you surprised that the situation has turned into what it is today?"
"Why are you surprised?" Jian Twelve said calmly: "Are you surprised that you would snatch the position of the sect leader?"
Shen Wuyu said in a deep voice: "For so many years, I have contacted the Qinghu Gang in private, and also summoned people from the Demon Sect, as well as loose cultivators from all over the world, in order to seize the position of the sect leader on this day. To be honest, I don't care. You have allowed the development of Jianzong to stagnate, but you care that the person who takes the position of Zongzhu is you, not me."