'I have a sword.'
'It can split mountains and break peaks like a hot knife through butter.'
After he swung his sword, a small part of the towering mountain peak was instantly chopped off by Chen Xi.
His current appearance was the complete opposite of his usual amiable and approachable appearance.
Holding the Frost Snow Longsword in his hand, he stood in the air, his body exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
After Chen Xi split the mountain peak with his sword, a figure suddenly appeared on top of the mountain range.
Judging from his appearance, he was an Indian.
That person was covered in dust, his hair was tied up in a bun, he wore a crescent moon on his head, and a long snake around his neck. He wore a string of skulls on his chest, and a tiger skin around his waist.
This getup was very strange, but the strangest part was that he actually had four arms, and there was a third eye in the middle of his forehead.
The third eye in the middle of his forehead was like a pool of blood, dark red and eerie. As the pupil moved, it constantly emitted a cold and evil feeling.
His four arms were holding a trident, an axe, a tambourine, and a club.
This getup looked somewhat similar to the black Bairaf statue in the square of the Kathmandu Palace.
The so-called black Bairaf statue was actually Mahakala Mahakala.
Mahakala was one of the three main gods of India, Shiva's incarnation, in charge of creation and destruction.
So, this figure that suddenly appeared should be the legendary Shiva.
Seeing this, Chen Xi could not help but laugh coldly.
Originally, his understanding of Indian cultivators was completely blank, but after this figure appeared, Chen Xi instantly found the other party's cultivation core from this figure.
Dharma.
The Great Dao flowed like mercury, and every grain was round.
As one of the four ancient civilizations, India was not as bad as people thought.
On the contrary, many aspects of Hua Xia civilization were even influenced by Indian culture.
Religion was one aspect, but the cultivator behind it was the key.
After this figure appeared, it rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally reached a height of more than ten meters.
From afar, it was like Buddha had descended, hovering in the sky, quietly looking down at the mountains below.
In reality, it was not a physical body, but a phantom.
But if one looked closely, they would realize that this phantom was actually similar to a mirage, and somewhat like a three-dimensional projection technology.
"Pretending to be mysterious."
Just as Chen Xi swung his sword and was about to release another sword gleam, the phantom suddenly spoke, "The Brahmins and the Wu Lian of Hua Xia had an agreement, with the Himalayas as the boundary and not invading each other. Are you going to violate this agreement today?"
The Shiva statue's lips were slightly opened, and its four arms were gently waving. It looked like this giant statue was talking.
His Mandarin was not very fluent, so it sounded a little awkward.
However, his voice was deep and resounding. After he finished speaking, his voice continued to reverberate in the mountains.
"Agreement? Didn't you want to bury us alive with an avalanche? Isn't it too late to talk to me about an agreement now? "
At this point, Chen Xi suddenly pointed the tip of his sword and smiled at the Shiva statue, "I don't want to kill more, so I can give you a chance … I suggest you consider it carefully. If you leave now, I can let bygones be bygones, and the so-called agreement is still valid …"
Chen Xi was not bloodthirsty, so just like last time when he dealt with Sun Wen, even if the other party attacked first, he chose to give the other party a chance to live.
But the person in front of him was fundamentally different from Sun Wen.
Because he was a pure-blooded Indian noble — a Brahmin.
In a country like India with a strict caste system, how could a Brahmin with a supreme status bow down to Hua Xia?
Therefore, before Chen Xi finished speaking, the expression on the face of the statue was as lifelike as a real person, and it suddenly became furious.
The statue let out a roar, the third eye on the forehead suddenly glowed red, and a strange Sanskrit voice echoed among the mountains.
Then, a ray of light with a destructive aura shot out from his eyes.
Like a laser cannon, it hit Chen Xi in an instant.
It was not right to say that it hit.
Because a golden barrier suddenly rose in front of Chen Xi.
The golden barrier blocked the red light.
At this time, Chen Xi suddenly released the long sword in his hand.
The long sword of frost and snow did not fall, but was suspended in the air.
Then, one after another, the long swords of frost and snow continued to condense and take shape behind Chen Xi.
He formed a sword with his fingers and pointed in the air.
Thousands of long swords of frost and snow immediately raised their sword tips and pointed at the Shiva statue on the top of the mountain.
The third move of the Moonlight Sword Technique.
Ten Thousand Swords in One.
Where your heart goes is where my sword points.
The densely packed Frost and Snow Swords converged into a long silver dragon, tearing through the wind and snow. It carried with it a majestic aura that could swallow mountains and rivers as it swept across the sky in a majestic manner.
After the ten thousand swords, the whole world was quiet.
Only the mountain wind was still whistling.
This Indian's cultivation had obviously not reached the level of the Divine General.
So there was not even an explosion. The frightening Shiva statue was directly torn to pieces by the All Swords in One.
"Why won't you listen to my advice?"
Chen Xi sighed softly and turned to leave.
But at this time.
An earth-shattering roar once again rang out from the summit of the mountains.
The roar seemed to be full of endless anger and hatred. The voice was extremely loud, like the roar of the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land. Just the sound alone had shaken the surrounding mountains and made rocks fall continuously.
The power of the roar was so great!
Chen Xi looked back in surprise, only to see the statue of Shiva appear on the top of the mountain again.
But this time, the statue was not the same as before, but a man and a woman.
Although it was a man and a woman, in fact, there was only one 'person'.
Just like the conjoined people in Zhang Guorong and Lin Qingxia's version of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", one side was a man, and the other side was a woman.
However, it was slightly different from the movie. In the movie, the two actors were simply connected back to back.
The statue in front of him used the same body, and the man and woman were connected from neck to neck.
The man's side was the same as before, but the woman's side had two more hands, one holding a mirror, the other holding a water bottle.
A two-headed, six-armed, four-legged monster appeared in front of Chen Xi.
Shiva had many kinds of Dharma Appearances. The statue just now was the angry one, and this statue was the extremely rare main half of a woman, which was half of a man and half of a woman.
Seeing this, even Chen Xi, who was used to seeing storms, could not help but frown and complain.
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