"That's all there is to it."
Shen Zhenyi said indifferently.
He didn't even care about the terrifying killing moves of these masters. He only looked up at the blue sky, or rather, at the invisible eye of the moon hidden in the sky.
The eye of the moon was as silent as before.
Nothing had changed.
It could be seen that even if these eight masters used their ultimate moves together, they were still far from reaching the level of the Moon-Severing Fairy.
"I was expecting too much."
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly. He pushed the wheelchair, but he didn't move forward. He just turned back.
He completely exposed the vital part of his back to the eight masters who were attacking with all their might.
"What?"
Before the crowd had time to be shocked, they saw Zen Master Liu Ru take a deep breath. His old face was red, and he took three steps back. The glazed rainbow around him showed signs of breaking.
Xu Bu Liu let out a strange cry and turned into reality. He fell to the ground, unconscious.
The Nine Shadows of the Delirious Immortal merged into one and somersaulted down. His face was pale, and he shouted, "Strange! Strange! "
Miracle Doctor Fu Zitong's shoulders were bleeding. He quickly retreated, and his arms were hanging limply. He couldn't move.
Sword Maniac Zuo Tianxing's sword was broken, and Granny Chi Huo's body was burning. Lu Dingfu's iron-like arms were cut off at the wrists and fell to the ground with a clang. Chang Letian's broadsword was broken, and the blade cut backward, piercing his chest and coming out of his back. He was dead.
In a flash, one of the eight masters died, one was uncertain whether he was alive or dead, and the other six were injured.
Shen Zhenyi hadn't drawn his sword yet.
In other words, he had drawn his sword, but no one could see the move clearly.
There were about a thousand people at the entrance of the Abandoned Sword Villa, but they couldn't believe their eyes. For a moment, they were as silent as death.
Zen Master Liu Ru gasped for breath like a bellows. He recovered after a long time, bowed his head, and put his palms together. "The Third Prince showed mercy, and I am very grateful. Today, I saw The Third Prince's peerless talent. I knew that the Buddha Sword had its own way to die. I was reckless, and I hope you can forgive me."
He might as well not pursue the matter of his disciple's death.
Of course, from the exchange earlier, Zen Master Liu Ru knew very well that even if he wanted to pursue the matter, he absolutely did not have the ability to do so.
The Third Young Master Shen did not want to kill him. If he did, then he would have died like Chang Letian.
Although the remaining people did not speak, Zen Master Liu Ru had already said what they wanted to say.
Fear, shock, and reverence had already taken over their souls.
"One sword on his back, one sword to defeat everyone in the world!" The Frenzied Immortal clapped his hands and exclaimed in admiration. Then, he felt dispirited. "There is only one person in this world, the Third Young Master Shen. How can we call ourselves masters? Why don't we just go back? Why don't we just go back? "
The Third Young Master Shen only turned around and did not make any extra movements.
However, the moment he turned around, it was a peerless sword technique. It was a realm that the eight of them could never reach even in their dreams.
After seeing such a profound sword technique, they began to admire themselves for having the courage to make a move.
Sword Maniac Zuo Tianxing's face was as pale as a corpse's.
He understood swords the most and also understood the difference between him and the Third Young Master Shen. "This is the Sword of Celestials. How can it appear in the mortal world? As long as The Third Prince is around, I will never use a sword again! "
He laughed maniacally and felt like he had put down a burden. He left without looking back, singing loudly the entire way.
"Sword of Celestials?" Shen Zhenyi shook his head. "That's still far from it."
The Nine Nether had limited space. What he could use was just a shadow of the divine sword.
As for Zen Master Liu Ru, Crazed Immortal, and Zuo Tianxing, Shen Zhenyi did not have any deep malice towards them. They usually did things according to the righteous path and would not recklessly harm others. Thus, he allowed Zuo Tianxing to leave on his own accord and did not plan to pursue Zen Master Liu Ru and Crazed Immortal.
As for the remaining few …
Shen Zhenyi frowned as he looked at Chang Letian's corpse. The dirty blood stained the lawn. He said coldly, "Chang Letian was a disciple of the Abandoned Sword Villa, but he acted domineeringly in Jiangnan and killed people. Today, he betrayed the villa, so he was killed. From now on, the villa will send someone else to take over the Da Qian Gang. Don't cause any trouble. "
There were two deputy leaders who came with Chang Letian to the Abandoned Sword Villa. At this time, they were intimidated by the power of the Third Young Master Shen. They could only be yes-men and did not dare to say a word.
"Manager Lu is cautious and has worked hard for the villa. Although he has made mistakes, he did not go overboard. Do you have any objections to crippling the Cold Iron Hands and expelling him from the villa? "Shen Zhenyi's gaze fell on the dumbstruck Lu Dingfu.
Lu Dingfu smiled bitterly and raised his broken hands. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent. He turned his head and went down the mountain. Soon, his figure disappeared into the clouds.
These two people were from the Abandoned Sword Villa, so they were dealt with first.
The leader of the Devil Cult, Xu Buliu, did not make a move until now. It seemed that he was not going to live. Shen Zhenyi said casually, "The Devil Cult has caused a lot of trouble. Xu Buliu used the heart blood of living people to practice martial arts, which is evil. Now he is dead. Disciples of the Devil Cult, go and bury his body. Don't do evil in the future. Otherwise, don't blame my sword for being merciless. "
The people of the Devil Cult had always been afraid of Third Young Master Shen. Now that he had killed two Cult Masters in a row, and Xu Bu Liu had died in such a horrible way, they didn't dare to have any thoughts of revenge. Someone appeared from the dark, took Xu Bu Liu's body, and ran away.
"Granny Chi Huo did not do anything wrong, but since she dared to attack me, she should pay a price."
Although he could understand, it did not mean that Shen Zhenyi had to forgive his opponent.
Those who dared to attack him had to pay a price.
Granny Chi Huo's body shook. She could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. She smiled bitterly and said, "I lost the bet. I didn't expect The Third Prince's martial arts to have reached such a level. My Divine Fire Genuine Qi was destroyed by your Sword Qi. I have wasted 20 years of effort. Are you satisfied now? "
Under Shen Zhenyi's sword, she fell back a full realm.
However, Granny Chi Huo was stubborn. She was responsible for her own actions, so she did not complain.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly. Finally, he looked at Fu Zitong. Fu Zitong's shoulders were dyed red, and blood was still flowing out. He was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger.
"Doctor Fu, when I was young, you helped me many times. I know that you did not mean to attack me today. Today, I will destroy your Thousand Guan Yin Hand. You should not be a martial artist anymore. Be a simple doctor, and you will be happier. "
Shen Zhenyi sighed. He knew that Fu Zitong did not have a choice.
Fu Zitong was trembling all over. His eyes were bloodshot. He bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Young Master!"
He thanked Shen Zhenyi profusely. After being destroyed, he was even happier.
With just a few words, Shen Zhenyi had dealt with the Eight Great Masters of the Nine Serenities. Everyone present agreed that he had the right to do so.
Even Shen Shou, who was the strongest among the spectators, did not understand how Shen Zhenyi won. However, everyone knew that in the Nine Serenities, the strong were respected. The Third Young Master Shen, who could defeat the Eight Great Masters, was determined to be the emperor. No one could stop him.
Shen Zhenyi turned to Shen Baihe.
"Big Brother, do you admit defeat?"
His tone was calm and indifferent.
However, when Shen Baihe heard it, it was like thunder.
The scene just now was the most terrible nightmare for Shen Baihe.
He had carefully planned and finally created a situation where the Eight Great Masters of the Nine Serenities attacked Shen Zhenyi together. In his opinion, even if Shen Zhenyi was really an immortal from heaven, it was impossible for him to resist the Eight Great Masters of the Nine Serenities.
He would definitely die.
Even if he did not die, at least both sides would suffer.
At that time, Shen Baihe would definitely have a way to control the situation.
However, he did not expect that the most luxurious battle in the Nine Serenities would end so quickly.
How could the Eight Great Masters of the Nine Serenities be so useless?
Shen Baihe cursed and scolded in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said, "It's true that one person can defeat ten people. Third Younger Brother told me long ago that in today's world, martial arts are respected. As long as one is strong enough, any conspiracy is like an overconfident ant … "
"It's a pity that you don't believe me."
Shen Zhenyi pushed the wheelchair and said absent-mindedly, "You are my flesh and blood. I don't want to kill you."
"You can kill yourself."
At this point, Shen Baihe had no room to deny. Everyone present suddenly realized that everything was caused by Shen Baihe behind the scenes. When they heard Shen Zhenyi say that he did not want to kill him, some people thought that The Third Prince was soft-hearted.
The next four words made everyone remember that The Third Prince was always the unparalleled The Third Prince.
"Third Brother!"
Shen Shou's body swayed again. His expression was even more dejected. He called out, his tone more pleading.
Shen Zhenyi was unmoved.
He had long known that his father was weak and incompetent. Only in the Nine Serenities, with the inheritance of the Abandoned Sword Villa, could he barely hold on to his current position.
And now the world was about to change.
Shen Zhenyi could only be a little more ruthless.
Shen Baihe suddenly smiled. "Third Brother, I didn't expect you to be so capable. But don't think that I only have this move to deal with you. "
He paused for a moment, and then he glanced coldly at everyone with a gaze that was filled with disdain. In the end, his gaze returned to Chen Zhenyi, and he sneered. "Since you're such a miraculous figure, then I can only ask Master to deal with a monster like you!"
Master?
The great Young Master of the Abandoned Sword Villa actually had another master?
Shen Shou's throat made a gurgling sound. He was so angry that he almost had a stroke.
Most of the onlookers thought that Shen Baihe had gone crazy.
Shen Zhenyi was interested. He believed that Shen Baihe would not speak without thinking. He did not expect his big brother to give him such a surprise.
He said lazily, "Since you still have other moves, just use them. I'll wait for you."
Shen Baihe closed his eyes with a ferocious expression.
"Third Brother, you are courting death! You can't blame me! "
His lips opened and closed. No one knew what he was muttering.
His face was resolute, as if he had made up his mind.
Shen Zhenyi also sat quietly. He calmly looked at Shen Baihe's movements and waited patiently.
He had always been patient with meaningful things.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a blood-red flame appeared thirty feet in front of Shen Baihe.
It burned out of thin air, mysterious and endless.
Shen Zhenyi smiled and seemed very satisfied. He slowly moved his wheelchair to the front of the blood-red flame and observed it.
Then, he looked back at Shen Baihe. "Big Brother, if you still have any trump cards, just use them. If you don't act now, you will never have the chance. "
Shen Baihe snorted. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood on the flame.
Suddenly, the figure of an old man in black appeared in the blood-red flames. He had five long swords on his back, and his white hair was scattered. His eyes were full of coldness, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
"Mister Five Swords!"
Zen Master Liu Ru exclaimed. Large beads of sweat appeared on his bald head. His fingers could not hold back and the string of prayer beads in his hand broke. The sandalwood prayer beads rolled to the ground.
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