Chapter 81: Why Seek Death When You Can Live?

Boom!

In an instant, the world suddenly changes.

The whole world became completely dark. The moon hanging in the night sky disappeared, the stars disappeared, and the mountains, rivers and land all disappeared.

The place where Chen Zhixing was seemed to be separated from this world, and everything he saw turned into nothingness.

A deep voice sounded simultaneously from all directions.

"I have learned the way of the sword for three hundred years. In the first half of my life, I was displaced and had no place to return to. I was defeated in every battle. People all say that I have achieved a lot in this life. My limit is to travel in the spirit."

“However, I have traveled thousands of miles, watching the birds in the mountains and forests to gain enlightenment, and finally broke free from the shackles, entered the True Self in one day, and opened up the Dharma-Image Caged Bird!”

"From now on, I will never be defeated again!"

In the midst of nothingness, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but nodded solemnly.

Three hundred years old, Shingo? That's pretty impressive.

"Sword raised!"

I only heard a low shout along with that voice.

Boom!!! In an instant, nine incandescent sword rainbows appeared in the vast void, piercing through the sky and earth, like the Milky Way rolling back! The nine sword rainbows intertwined like a net, and instantly came towards Chen Zhixing to strangle him!

Boom boom boom!!

Almost in an instant, these nine dazzling and unparalleled swords submerged Chen Zhixing!

at the same time.

The top of Jiuchuan Mountain.

“Hahaha, that’s it!”

Upon seeing this, the young man in brocade clothes burst into a happy laugh.

Chai Qingchi, who was watching the battle in the void, had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"The bird in the cage is a top-grade form in the sword art."

Chai Qingchi looked at Zhao Chengsheng with some admiration.

The next moment.

Chai Qingchi narrowed his eyes and looked at the area submerged by the nine sword rainbows, and said silently:

"Is it over?"

In the void.

Zhao Chengsheng had a cold expression on his face as he looked in the direction of Chen Zhixing, feeling that the originally surging Feihua sword intent was rapidly fading away.

"Why seek death when you can live?"

"Don't blame me. I've already given you a chance. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being stubborn."

He shook his head, preparing to make a hand gesture to withdraw from the Dharma image.

The next step is to get the flying sword of the ancient sword god, then leave this place and return to the Haori Sword Sect.

He secretly made a decision that after returning to the sect this time, he must tell the sect master that he must not let the young sect master go on like this.

Spoiling a child is like killing him.

The actions of the young master will bring disaster to the Haori Sword Sect sooner or later.

He paused and looked up suddenly.

The rapidly weakening sword force in front of him completely disappeared, and was replaced by a moo!

A deafening low humming sound suddenly rang out where the sword rainbow was submerged.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The incandescent sword rays seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, twisted and deformed in an instant, and then shattered with a loud bang, turning into countless light rains!

A figure in a white shirt as white as snow, without a speck of dust on it, walked slowly and silently out of the rain of light.

The figure was tall and heroic, with black hair like a waterfall. Five hundred acupuncture points all over his body were emitting bright starlight, which formed a beautiful starry sky map on the surface of his skin, which was visible through his clothes.

Behind them, there are the phantoms of bull demons with horns reaching the sky, feet stamped on the ground, and bodies wrapped in chaotic mist, with cold and deep light flashing in their eyes.

"What's this."

Zhao Chengsheng's body was stiff and he felt cold all over.

Without waiting for him to finish his sentence.

boom!!

With a loud bang, the void under the figure's feet exploded and collapsed.

In just a moment, this figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

"aurora!!"

Zhao Chengsheng felt a chill in his heart, but his reaction was quick. He instantly slashed towards the figure with hundreds of towering sword beams.

BANG——!!! This figure threw out a punch, and five hundred bull demon phantoms roared at the same time.

Countless sword beams were instantly shattered by this punch.

The next moment.

The figure punched again, smashing the sword that Zhao Chengsheng used to block into pieces, and then punched him in the chest.

Click!

Bones, flesh, and internal organs, all shattered at the same time!

Zhao Chengsheng's entire chest caved in instantly, and he flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

Boom!

The earth seemed to be shaken by a huge earthquake. Where Zhao Chengsheng fell, cracks instantly spread out like a spider web.

Chen Zhixing looked down at Zhao Chengsheng and took a light step.

Swoosh! A thousand feet of empty space turned into an inch under his feet! Chen Zhixing stood in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

Behind him, five hundred powerful bull demons stood in the chaotic mist, towering over the heavens and earth! "How is it possible to combine the might of five hundred powerful bull demons in one body?"

Zhao Chengsheng's eyes were filled with horror. He struggled to stand up from the ground, holding the divine sword with only the hilt left, and slashed forward again.

Great Yuan Destruction Slash!!!

Ding!

Chen Zhixing did not dodge or evade, allowing the sword to strike him.

The sword energy that was madly released was silently absorbed by the Snow Feather Robe given by Chen Daoyan.

"Nice swordsmanship, but a fragile body."

Chen Zhixing calmly reached out and grasped Zhao Chengsheng's head, lifted it up flat and looked him in the eye.

"Shingo's triple strength is much weaker than I thought."

"Even the sword form that I have been looking forward to for a long time seems to be just like this."

"Ah!!!" Zhao Chengsheng's face was ferocious. Even though his true energy had been dispersed by a punch, he still raised the hilt of the sword and stabbed Chen Zhixing frantically.

Boom!!! A golden divine thought shot out from Chen Zhixing's eyes and turned directly into a giant hammer, smashing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhao Chengsheng felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but hold his head with both hands, unable to even hold the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"I'm not a bad person by nature, but I just followed the wrong person."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Chen Zhixing shook his head and waved his hand, throwing Zhao Chengsheng out fiercely. His back smashed several towering ancient trees before he stopped.

He lay on the ground, without any strength left in his body.

"There is no future in following him. Consider it and come with me."

Chen Zhixing snapped his fingers and a communication talisman shot out and landed in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

All these changes happened very quickly, almost in a flash! The people watching the game only felt a flash before their eyes, and Zhao Chengsheng, who had originally seemed to have won the game, was already lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

"this"

In an instant, whether it was Chai Qingchi or the group of sword cultivators, they all couldn't help but show horror on their faces.

"Waste! All of you waste!"

"You are a Shingo level 3 master, but you can't even defeat a Shingo level 1 master. What use do I have for you?!"

From the deck of the flying boat came the cursing voice of the young man in brocade clothes.

"Stupidity strikes again."

Chen Zhixing looked up at the flying boat that was dominating the void and muttered to himself.

BANG!!

The Earth-jumping Step was performed instantly.

The young man in brocade clothes only felt the whole ship sink, and Chen Zhixing, who was previously on the ground, was already standing on the deck.

"What? You still want to kill me? My father is the leader of the Haori Sword Sect, and his cultivation has reached the Nirvana Realm. There is also an ancestor in my Sword Sect who is even at the pinnacle of the realm! Who do you think you are?"

The young man in brocade clothes opened his folding fan with a 'swish' sound. Instead of showing any fear or trepidation, he raised his chin and looked at Chen Zhixing with a sneer and disdain.

“It really looks like that.”

Chen Zhixing looked at the Sword Sect's Young Master in front of him, his thoughts slightly dazed.

Weak, ignorant, stupid, and self-righteous.

Doesn’t this scene resemble my own tragic predecessor in the game “Great Cultivation” in my previous life?

"What do you think? Get off this young master's flying boat right now. It's not fun here at all. I don't want to play anymore!"

The young man in brocade clothes retracted his folding fan with a swish and snorted coldly.

“People must learn to pay the price for their own stupidity.”

A hint of grayness gradually emerged in Chen Zhixing's eyes.

A cold breath of death began to emanate from his eyes.

"What do you want to do? Do you think this young master has no means of self-defense?"

The young man in brocade clothes sneered, then casually took out a handful of high-grade protective talismans and crushed them.

Bang, bang, bang! A series of golden barriers instantly protected him.

"My father said that with these protective magic weapons, even if someone at the peak of the True Self Realm comes, it will not be easy to kill me. You are nothing."

The young man in brocade clothes was speaking proudly.

laugh.

A wisp of grayish-white air had encroached silently like fog, passing through the barrier unhindered and enveloping him completely.

In an instant, all words came to a halt!

An extremely strange scene happened in an instant! The young man in brocade clothes, who was in his prime, aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My father is in Nirvana, how dare you..."

The young man in brocade clothes only had time to utter a sound before his flesh and blood gradually shriveled up, his vitality was devoured, and his lifespan quickly passed away!

In just a moment, he fell to the ground, turning into a skinny, wide-eyed corpse.

"If you don't see the sea, you don't know how deep it is; if you don't fear the tiger, you don't know how sharp it is."

Chen Zhixing shook his head silently, looking at the young man in brocade clothes who had turned into a mummy, with only pity in his eyes.

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