With his eyes closed, Chu Ge was like an old monk in trance, wandering in trance, his soul wandering for nine days, paying no attention to the external world. Of course, this kind of behavior is like a fool in the eyes of the Jiandai monks.
Are you stupid?
The monks widened their eyes and looked at Chu Ge in disbelief.
Zhan Xing possesses earthly evil spirit fire and controls the flames to kill him. Even if Chu Ge knows that he is defeated by Zhan Xing, he still has to struggle a little to show his unyielding will, right?
This was good, Chu Ge stood there obediently, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come as if he was surrendering.
"I didn't expect Chu Ge's Taoist heart to be so fragile. He was defeated by the battle and tortured, so he gave up on himself and didn't even think about resisting."
"I think Chu Ge is extremely tough. If he can't be beaten, he would rather die than be humiliated!"
"Hehe, Chu Ge is an idiot. If it were me, even if I kneel down and beg for mercy, I still have to keep my life. I will argue with him in the future."
The monks at the Sword Platform all believed that Chu Ge would never have a chance to make a comeback.
The battle punishment of controlling the evil spirit fire is simply not something Chu Ge can compete with, unless there is a miracle!
"Chu Ge is finally going to die!" Zhan Feng couldn't restrain his excitement and stood up with a splash, staring excitedly at the thin figure above the sword platform, which was slowly enveloped by the earthly evil spirit fire.
Bian Xiaoxiao quietly clenched her fists, clasping her fingers tightly, biting her lips, and she didn't know what kind of look flashed in her eyes.
Ye Fan and Ao Jiu looked at each other with a strong look of worry in their eyes. They knew that Chu Ge was facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.
Huo Ling'er frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes. Based on her understanding of Chu Ge, she felt that Chu Ge was not that kind of fragile person and would not accept death obediently.
"No, Chu Ge didn't give up resistance!"
Suddenly, Huo Ling'er's eyes were sharp, staring at Chu Ge's palm holding the Yitian Sword.
Chu Ge held the Yitian Sword tightly in his right hand. On his right arm, the veins protruded like a candle dragon, making him look ferocious and terrifying. This was by no means the normal appearance of a man who was about to be captured.
Chu Ge has another trump card!
Huo Ling'er was extremely convinced.
"What kind of trump card can compete with the earthly evil spirit fire of Zhan Xing?" Huo Ling'er whispered to himself, and at this moment, the earthly evil spirit fire that filled the sky completely enveloped Chu Ge, like the night, swallowing Chu Ge.
.
Chu Ge is in danger.
Zhan Xing showed a cruel smile, shouted softly, clenched his palms violently, and the even more surging earth evil spirit fire spread out from his body, turning into dragons and snakes, biting at Chu Ge.
He wants to kill Chu Ge!
"This son Chu Ge is more talented than me, so we must not keep him! The only way to avoid future troubles is to kill him!"
Zhan Xing showed his murderous intention, and without any reason, he mobilized the strongest force to kill Chu Ge with a rumble. The awe-inspiring power was so terrifying that even the Dzogchen monks in the other side realm did not dare to take it lightly.
Time seemed to have frozen, forever fixed at the moment when the evil spirit fire was only three feet away from Chu Ge.
But at that moment, Chu Ge opened his eyes.
They were a pair of deep eyes, and there seemed to be a sword growing out of the pupils.
The sword is the red dust sword.
Meaning, it is the love of the mortal world.
The third form of "The Book of Swords", Red Dust.
On the last day he spent with Chu Yan'er, Lu Qing and others after leaving Yunhuang, the sky was filled with snow and thousands of pear blossoms were blooming. In the chaotic snow field, Chu Ge understood the world of mortals, touched the threshold of the third sword move, and vaguely realized something.
, but it is nowhere to be found. It has been delayed until now, and Chu Ge still has not completely understood the Red Dust Sword.
But this time, what Chu Ge wants to use is the half-style red dust!
Chu Ge waved his sword.
It was like a child practicing swordsmanship, lightly and without any strength. When the monks saw it, they laughed contemptuously: "Chu Ge is really stupid. This sword can't even split stones, so how can we talk about it?"
Battle or punishment?"
But, soon, their laughter stopped abruptly.
The contempt on his face also turned dull for an instant.
When that simple sword swung out, the earth evil spirit fire that enveloped Chu Ge immediately retreated as if it could not avoid it, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
A subtle sword energy is as inconspicuous as a speck of dust in the world of mortals, a small boat in a vast river, or a star in the endless starry sky.
But this sword energy chopped all the way to pieces of the evil spirit fire.
The void seemed to be cut in half.
Zhan Xing couldn't keep calm no matter how hard he was, showing a look of shock!
"This sword"
Halfway through Zhan Xing's words, he couldn't speak anymore, because the Hongchen Sword had already reached in front of him and passed close to the left side of Zhan Xing's face.
Zhan Xing stayed there and swallowed his saliva. The cold sweat had soaked his back and clothes. He felt as if he had walked away from the gate of hell. He knew that if the Red Dust Sword was tilted even slightly to the right, he would be dead.
If you don't die, you will be seriously injured.
One cent!
What a precise distance!
Did Chu Ge do it on purpose or unintentionally?
"What's the name of this sword?" Zhan Xing asked.
Chu Ge said: "Red dust."
Red Dust Sword.
In the mortal world of murder, escape from the sword.
"Why have I never heard of the name of this sword technique?" Zhan Xing frowned slightly.
Chu Ge's mind was moved, and he said mysteriously: "It's normal to occasionally come across the techniques left by the predecessors, and others don't know about them."
Chu Ge concealed the fact that "The Book of Swords" was his own creation, because it would prematurely arouse Xia Xiu's fear, and the gain would outweigh the loss. At present, Chu Ge did not have the strength to save his life, so it would be better to temporarily hide his clumsiness.
"I lost." Zhan Xing struggled slightly and then admitted defeat. As proud as he was, there was a day when he would admit defeat. Zhan Xing looked gloomy and said to Chu Ge: "Let's make a deal."
Chu Ge signaled Zhan Xing to continue.
"I want your Red Dust Sword." Zhan Xing said.
Chu Ge shook his head.
"Why, you don't want to? I will give you a very generous price, and from now on, the grudges between you and my Zhan family will be wiped out." Zhan Xing said in a deep voice. The first half of his sentence was indeed quite sincere.
But the second half of the sentence was vaguely threatening.
Chu Ge smiled: "Yes, I can't give you this swordsmanship."
"Why?" Zhan Xing was still unwilling to give in. That sword was so powerful that he couldn't help but salivate. If he could get this sword technique, why would he be afraid of Chu Ge? With his cultivation strength, even if he faced the other side realm, he might still have a chance.
The power of war.
Chu Ge looked at Zhan Xing jokingly and raised his eyebrows: "Why should I give it to you?"
"Okay, okay!" Zhan Xing laughed angrily, "I lost today, but things between us are not over yet! Chu Ge, you will regret it! My Zhan family is definitely not someone like you from the Thirteen Wastelands.
The little monk caused it!"
After saying that, Zhan Xing turned around and left, leaving Zhan Feng with a lost soul and a group of Zhan Hall monks.
Chu Ge looked at his back and sighed suddenly: "Half-style Hongchen Sword is still half-style after all. It can't be killed."
Chu Ge killed hundreds of thousands of monks. He was not a good person. How could he retaliate with kindness? The reason why Zhan Xing was let go was because even if the sword hit Zhan Xing's head, he probably wouldn't be able to kill him, and Chu Ge
The situation will become more dangerous as a result.
Therefore, Chu Ge chose to let go of the war punishment.
But Zhan Xing wanted to obtain the red dust swordsmanship in a whimsical way, which is even more ridiculous.