Chapter 222: Eighteen Sage Kings

"so what?"
The Eighteen Sage Kings looked sober and disapproved. "After I bowed to death, I am the only one in the family and I have enjoyed the glory of prosperity and martial arts, so I naturally have to take corresponding responsibilities."
He did see through.
Shen Zhenyi said, "You can call it martial arts with this kind of heart. Unfortunately, you and I have different positions, otherwise, I won't take your life."
He sighed softly. "The seeds of martial arts are hard to come by. Anyone who destroys the seeds of martial arts can be said to be a great sin."
The Great Moon Dynasty destroyed the seeds of martial arts for its own selfishness, which was unbearable.
There is no enterprising spirit, only to suppress others and maintain rule.
This behavior is even worse than Mr. Five Swords in Nine Secluded Lands.
Mr. Five Swords killed the top masters, but for the sake of his ascension, the Da Yue dynasty did not dare to set his sight on the sky, and the humble world in this lower ground flaunted his power and completely lost his blood.
This is the most scornful point of Shen Zhenyi.
The Eighteen Sage King flickered slightly, his face showing pain.
As a proud warrior, of course, he was reluctant to admit this fact, but the behavior of the Da Yue Dynasty really shamed him.
"The ancestors made this covenant, and future generations can only follow it."
The Eighteen Sage King smiled bitterly, and he had nothing to distinguish.
"But since I am here, I will never let you pass easily. If you die, the Great Moon Dynasty will still be as stable as Mount Tai."
He was also frank.
Hundreds of years ago, he just couldn't figure this out, so he simply gave up the throne and devoted himself to martial arts-unfortunately, Ba Xiu Hua Ling's roots, in the end, he had to return to the Imperial City Yangyu Palace.
Sometimes when he dreams back at midnight, he will think that this may be to repay the debt in the first half of life.
"Pity."
Shen Zhenyi took a step forward, and he had no interest in speaking any longer.
"Pity."
The Eighteen Sage Kings did not intend to say more, and slowly pulled out the bright eighteen knots of purple gold steel whip from his sleeve.
The whip is a strange weapon.
The world's masters of using such weapons are originally an absolute minority. The Eighteen Sage Kings are different. This purple gold long whip is passed down from the ancestor, and can be used to fight the prince and the traitor, called the emperor.
The royal family members who have been in charge of scoring the imperial dynasties throughout the past are all detached, and the Eighteen Sage Kings are even more detached.
His whip has the power to break the imperial power.
"In addition to the eight-bodied spirit, you have also cultivated a sharp attack on martial arts. Unfortunately, this martial arts only cultivates the outer path and is difficult to pass through. It is the limit of the tenth realm of your real world right now? "
Shen Zhenyi saw the whip in his hand, knew it, and praised him.
Tenth Reality
Yu Dashao is numb.
The Eighteen Sage Kings has really broken through the tenth point of real life, wouldn't it have already caught up with the realm of Taizu, and the world is invincible?
The details of the Dayue Dynasty are indeed unfathomable!
No matter how powerful Shen Sangong is, how can he survive this wave of bottomless powerhouses?
Maybe it's time to stop here?
He looked at Zi Ningjun in vain, but Zi Ningjun didn't seem to feel scared at all.
-This woman has no feeling.
Yu Dasigh sighed. Anyway, he has come here anyway, can he back down again?
Whether it is life or death, it depends on Shen Sangong.
"I heard that your sword is unparalleled in the world. Today I brought a whip specially, and I want to know your peerless swordsmanship for a while."
The Eighteen Sage King's tone is still gentle and polite, but after all, he still shows a little eagerness to look forward to it.
He is still a warrior after all.
auzw.com To his current martial arts realm, there is no need for magic weapons. The reason why he brought the whip is a respect for Shen Zhenyi and his consciousness as a warrior. .
"I don't need a sword."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. He had a sincere tone and had no contempt.
"Everything here is my sword."
The Eighteen Sage King clenched his whip.
He felt the chill around him, as if pointed by 10,000 swords, and each pore had a slight tingling sensation.
Shen San Gongzi's words are not intimidating, it is true. At this moment, there is no sword in the situation. Although the other party has not moved, the Eighteen Sage Kings are already pointed at Jian Feng.
He was horrified and extraordinary.
For three hundred years, she closed her own retreat, went through the final stages of enlightenment, realized the Eighth Cultivation of Spirits, and set foot on the realm of the real world through the Secrets of Ten Thousand Evil.
Unexpectedly, when I looked at him face to face, the opponent did not make a move, and he was already falling behind!
The Eighteen Sage King was motionless, and his back was immediately covered with a fine layer of cold sweat.
He didn't dare to move.
As if to move, ten thousand swords will strike!
What should I do?
Suddenly, hundreds of wonderful martial arts coping methods had been turned in the head of the Eighteen Sage Kings, but none of them were able to escape this dilemma.
But after an instant, the tens of millions of swords seemed to disappear suddenly.
The Eighteen Sage King suddenly felt a slight pressure on his back.
He looked up in surprise and looked at Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi had turned his head, looking far south.
"It finally started."
He shook his head with a smile and turned to the Eighteen Sages again: "I'm sorry, I can only divide 50% of my power to deal with you."
what?
The Eighteen Sage Kings is inexplicable, but Shen Zhenyi's sword just now does show mercy.
In the face of such a "strong enemy", he clearly has the upper hand, how dare he even show mercy?
The Eighteen Sage Kings felt humiliated and their skin was flushed.
Just when he was shocked and angry, he watched Shen Zhenyi sigh forward, a white imaginary figure exactly like Shen Sangong appeared out of thin air, and was immediately blown by the wind.
"this is"
The Eighteen Sage King found that Shen Zhenyi's face had lost his blood for a moment, and the whole man's momentum was also a little weak, but he did not understand what secret method he used.
What the is he doing?
Almost simultaneously.
Abandoned Sword Villa.
The sword smashed into the sky, Tianhe poured water, and bombarded the spirit blood flying above the white array.
If so, it has been five times.
The flame's protective cover appeared cracks visible to the naked eye, and the air was filled with the sound of glass smashing.
The people of the abandoned sword mountain village looked pale, even if stupid again, at this time you can see that the spirit blood flew white array, can not support for long.
"The last shot."
Heiyahu also turned around and sent an order to the generals, "Preparing for the whole army to assault and destroy the abandoned sword mountain village in one fell swoop.
This is an endless war.
The tenth most powerful force in the real world is in front of them.
Fu Potian is already so powerful, what kind of realm will Shen Zhenyi get?
Heiyahu didn't want to think too much, he only knew that the emperor's order must be fulfilled without fail!
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