Chapter 279: Suppress all evil!

Zhao Yumeng was disgusted when he saw the sword of anger dominated by Winter in Qingyun City.
Earlier, when I saw the dark pond in front of Yongye dominating the temple, I was also disgusted.
this means.
In the depths of Zhao Yumeng's memory, the Lord of Winter and Lord of Eternal Night were not enough to make her feel fearful.
Only the great sword, she said disgusted.
This shows that the origin of the Great Sword is definitely not simple!
But this big sword is a beautiful girl with an unscrupulous system and is given away for free.
The shot is really generous!
Chen Xinglie sighed, but his eyes were somewhat awe-inspiring, and he thought: "Unscrupulous beautiful girls have always been caressing about them. They like to pit the boss of this seat the most. Why are they so generous to give the great sword to this seat?"
This sword...
Chen Xinglie's eyes grew deeper.
Zhao Yumeng no longer looked at the big sword, but turned and looked at the temple in front of him.
She is trying to figure out the formation.
As for the origin of the Great Treasure Sword, Zhao Yumeng didn't think much about it. In her opinion, it was like the Lord of Winter and the Lord of Eternal Night. I can't figure it out. Only after some time, I awakened my memory. , The doubts in the heart will naturally be solved.
Only the formation of this Wangling Temple, if you think about it, naturally you will figure it out.
"Chen Lang."
Zhao Yumeng pointed at the figure of the fisherman from afar, and said, "Can you give me a hint to let Zhu Er break the formation in front of the temple's main entrance?"
Chen Xinglie said: "Why?"
Zhao Yumeng said softly: "Zhu Er wants to ask her, because he denies Zhu Er."
Chen Xinglie smiled indifferently, and said: "Zhu Er is not afraid. With your martial arts strength, you are not the opponent of this remnant soul?"
"Are you not sure even Chen Lang?" Zhao Yumeng asked softly, but did not continue to question, only sighed: "When this person is or, he can fish in front of the temple dominated by Yongye. It must be the world. A rare master. Now in this martial arts world, the highest level of cultivation is only the land gods. Although Chen Lang can cut the dragon with one sword, the real dragon of the upper realm may not be comparable to the remnant soul fishing in front of the temple. ..."
This speech made Chen Xinglie a little strange.
Zhao Yumeng has always been silent.
Why did you say so long suddenly?
In Chen Xinglie’s memory, Zhao Yumeng has never been a woman who likes to be troublesome, and will never do things like "curiosity kills a cat" like ordinary women...
Why this time.
She wants to risk it and study the person who is fishing?
There is a problem with this idea.
Woman heart sea needle.
It's hard to guess.
However, if you can't guess, you have to guess.
The smarter the woman, the harder it is to fool around.
Chen Xinglie wondered exactly where the problem was, and suddenly remembered that just now after Zhao Yumeng saw the inscriptions on the Great Sword, he said the word "awe".
"This word... has a problem!"
"With Zhu'er's IQ, I must have wanted it at the first time. She was in awe of this sword, and I and her had a life-long relationship. We were together before reincarnation, and I should also have awe of this sword... "
"The most important thing is that I didn't explain too much."
"This is a problem!"
Chen Xinglie's thoughts changed sharply.
Zhao Yu dreamed that Chen Xinglie didn't answer, and didn't ask more, just said: "Or, shall we go back first?"
Chen Xinglie smiled indifferently, and said: "It's not difficult for this battle. I thought of two ways for the time being..."
There are actually many ways to break the formation.
But Chen Xinglie only remembered the simplest three. After all, when he was by the empress's side, when he heard these things, he just listened to them as fun things. It is commendable to remember the two.
but.
What Chen Xinglie said is just a way of solving problems.
How to really break the matrix is ​​a serious problem-solving process, which is like the final mathematics question of the college entrance examination. The method is not difficult to say, but it is difficult to do.
Zhao Yumeng just thought about it and found a way to break the formation.
"Chen Lang, if you want to crack this formation, do you have to start here first..."
Zhao Yumeng raised his hand and pointed forward.
So smart, it's simply breathtaking.
Chen Xinglie was even more eager to get the catalyst, digesting the Lei Yin marrow washing water in his body, but on his face pretended to be nonchalant, not admiring Zhao Yumeng's intelligence at all, as if he was commonplace, and said, "Yes."
At this point, Chen Xinglie has already reached what Zhao Yumeng said, the first step to break the formation to the entrance of the temple.
Zhao Yumeng slowly followed.
Chen Xinglie stopped, and slowly raised the big sword in his hand.
Buzzing...
The sword sounded.
A biting sword aura, along the blade of the big sword, burst out suddenly, condensing into a long and narrow sword light.
The array method in front of him dangled a layer of array method halo.
Chen Xinglie controlled the sword intent, and according to Zhao Yumeng's previous method of breaking the formation, he broke the formation with the sword light of the great sword. The sword aura penetrated the formation and ran across the black pond in front of the temple.
Zhao Yumeng's eyes condensed, but she remained silent.
The scene ahead gradually changed.
Under the pressure of the sword's edge, the lake, which was like a black mirror, gave rise to ripples, as if a pool of spring water was wrinkled by the spring breeze.
The scene in front of the temple was like a freeze frame, finally appeared and became different.
The fisherman’s cloak and robe, no wind, automatic, even the fishing rod in his hand, there is a slight tremor, a line of blue light hangs from the top of the fishing rod, and it sinks into the dark pond, making the surface of the pond more ripples. .
Chen Xinglie stared at the figure of the fisherman in front of the temple, and said coldly: "This is the end of the matter, are you still playing dead?"
The fisherman did not respond.
The sword light in Chen Xinglie's hand was getting brighter and brighter, and he asked, "? Do you recognize this sword in my hand?"
The fisherman still did not respond.
Chen Xinglie smiled coldly, and said: "You know this sword, whether you recognize it or not, but you know that being afraid means that you can still communicate with you. Listen, you have dozens Next, let me give you some time to think about whether you should come out respectfully and have a chat with this seat, or this seat will be cut down with a sword to let your soul fly away and die!"
The fisherman is silent, like a sculpture.
With a sneer at the corner of Chen Xinglie's mouth, he said, "Ten! One!"
Zhao Yumeng was shocked to see this scene.
Isn't it a good idea, it takes dozens of times, why just count to ten, and immediately count to one, isn't this a pitfall?
With such an evil counting method, the fisherman seemed to be shocked, and his cloak trembled involuntarily.
At this moment.
The sword light in Chen Xinglie's hand was already cut off.
With his current strength, just relying on the power of Jianguang, he definitely couldn't kill this fishing man.
Although the great sword is invincible, the remnant soul of the fisherman is still there, not completely dead, not a piece of wood, of course it will stand up and avoid it the moment the sword edge cuts it down.
But today’s great sword has one more attribute
Suppress all evil!
The remnant soul is considered a lonely ghost.
The remnant soul that has lived for countless years is a pure old ghost.
Of course it is evil!