Chapter 520: Hit the sword yourself

Among the mountains, there is only one peak.
Hidden in it, no one knows for thousands of years.
The pines and cypresses are green, the tops of the snow are holy-this is what the tombs should look like.
When Shen Zhenyi and others arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw three big characters engraved on the mountain wall called "Gentlemen's Tomb", which is even more correct.
Chu Huoluo said, "Then, the earth-shattering battle thousands of years ago was said to be the same, and the three gentlemen should have the upper hand. Otherwise, how could they be so calm and arrange their tombs?
The Lord Long Jun agreed: "Evil has been overwhelming since ancient times, and this should be the case."
Shen Zhenyi was silent, walked up the mountain, and saw the stone steps of the mountain road, unspoiled, welcoming guests on both sides, and the sound of the wind was like a mountain wave.
Not too far away, I saw three granite tombstones, and it really only had the simple words of bamboo, flowers, and snow.
The lives of these three gentlemen have long been scattered in the history of youth, and only this gentleman's grave guarded them to display their morals.
Shen Zhenyi thought for a moment, and said casually: "Three of you, choose a tombstone each and see the ceremony. They are also righteous people who can stand your worship."
This is the legacy of each election.
The three gentlemen's tombstones must have their martial arts acknowledgment. As long as they comprehend the mysteries, they must be able to inherit the next generation of the three gentlemen.
It was not necessary to salute, but to take the martial arts intent directly, but in order to respect his ancestors, Shen Zhenyi still allowed his disciples to worship before martial arts heritage.
"How do I choose this?"
Chu Huoluo curiously turned around in front of the three tombstones, and saw that each tombstone was simple and generous, nothing fancy, except for the difference in three words, there was no other difference.
"It's up to your instincts." Shen Zhenyi felt that only fate was enough.
Although the road to martial arts has its own efforts, chances are indispensable. Otherwise, it is a genius that is shocking the world, and it can only be trapped in its own mold.
The three gentlemen happen to correspond to three female disciples, and what kind of inheritance they each receive depends on the providence.
Chu Huoluo and the Long Jun Zhuqian let the Zi Ningjun choose first, and Zi Ningjun did not shirk, so he chose the word "Snow", Long Jun chose the word "Bamboo", and Chu Huolu chose the word "Flower" .
The three came to the tombstone each and saluted and prayed. Then they reached out and supported the tombstone and sensed the martial power contained in it.
With only one touch, the three of them were stiff, and their eyes became bewildered, as if in a fantasy.
The wisdom of martial arts thousands of years ago is flowing into their minds.
Shen Zhenyi smiled indifferently, standing against her hands, but instead of staying on the three female disciples, she turned to the other side of the darkness, indifferently: "You have been following this for so long, you just want to wait for an opportunity. If you do n’t come out, when will you stay? "
In the dense forest, murderous sorrow.
In Shen Zhenyi's opinion, if they watch the fire, they really don't understand the meaning of their hiding.
"Hehehehe!"
There was a weird smile in the woods, and then dozens of people in black stepped out slowly and laughed: "Shen San was really well-deserved, knowing that we were behind us, so calm. Now all three of your disciples are participating Wu Wu Xue, trapped in a state of settling, not only cannot help you, it will only become a burden on you. Are you not afraid? "
The dozen of them each held swords and were aggressive.
Shen Zhenyi calmly said, "What is terrible?"
Not to mention these people, there are more, and he is not afraid.
The headed man in black was stunned, his eyes stayed on the three of Huo Huoluo for a moment, and they confirmed that they were still realizing martial arts, and they would not wake up in a short time, and then sneered: "Shen Sangongzi Yi Gao Dandan It ’s great, but we will take action and we will not be polite to you, just ask Shen Sangong's tricks! Do it! "
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He made a whistle, and those black men suddenly jumped out with no warning, and cooperated with the tacit understanding to kill the three people.
This is a plan that was drawn up from the beginning. They are not trying to kill the three female disciples, but to use this to contain Shen Zhenyi.
Eradicating will kill people, but there are never any rules. As long as you can achieve the goal, you will succeed.
Shen Zhenyi wasn't in a hurry, only slightly stunned, "It turned out to be the Hermitage. I'm counting the time, and you should have arrived."
He didn't care about the shots of those dozen people. Seeing that the sword lightsaber was about to be chopped on his three female disciples, he didn't respond, it seemed that they didn't care about their life or death.
For the first time, the man in black was cyanotic, and his heart was cold.
This Shen Zhenyi is so cold-blooded and calm? It's not easy to kill!
How high Shen Zhenyi's abilities are, and the Yinhui will not know it at all. The only thing that can be determined is that he has not yet been promoted to the fifth level of the human world, but in the fourth level, what actual combat level has he reached, led by People in black have no idea.
Therefore, they shot at Chu Huoluo, hoping that Shen Zhenyi would reveal flaws in the rescue.
Who knew he couldn't save it?
Now I want to close the knife again, that's too late.
He snorted for the man in black, gritted his teeth and smashed the flowers, and said angrily, "Kill, don't have to show mercy!"
Since Master doesn't save them, let them be confused!
The swords of the people in black didn't stop at all, and they hacked at the three female disciples who had no resistance.
Once cut, these three people will become 17 or 8 paragraphs!
What a pity these beautiful women!
The man in black sighed secretly, staring at Shen Zhenyi, waiting for him to act.
Shen Zhenyi just smiled.
laugh! laugh! laugh!
When Jian Feng entered the flesh, he made a muffled sound, and then he saw the blood glowing in the sky, and it was like a red rain, covering up the fierce appearance.
The head of the man in black suddenly felt awkward, always felt that there was something wrong. When he looked intently, I saw three women still holding the tombstone in their hands, thinking blankly, as if they were not disturbed at all.
By their side, the bodies of more than a dozen people fell down.
"What's going on?"
He shouted at the head of the man in black and stared at Shen Zhenyi in anger, "Did you shoot?"
Shen Zhenyi shrugged. "In fact, it wasn't my shot, but these people hit my sword, and that's their own way out."
The killer can say so lightly. The man in black only feels that his chest is stuffy, and he is angry and funny. He screams and asks: "Shen San, please take your own identity, don't talk nonsense, what about your sword?"
He didn't draw a sword with Ben, where did someone hit his sword? This is a strong argument!
Shen Zhenyi smiled and said, "Everything in the world is originally my sword. These three female disciples are the swords that I have recently used. If you run into each other, aren't you trying to find your own way out?"
what?
The head of the man in black looked at Chu Huoluo, Zi Ningjun, and the Lord of Long County. All of them are flowers and moons. Where is the half-sword?
Is this pure nonsense?