Shen Zhenyi was a little dispirited. "I thought you would be stronger after three hundred years of cultivation. But it makes sense when you think about it. You were born in this world, and you are also restrained by it. How can you transcend? What's more, the Secret Blood Changing Technique is a natural limitation of martial arts. You can't combine your essence, qi, and spirit, so you will never see a more brilliant world of martial arts. What a pity. "
Mister Five Swords sneered. "This is only one percent of the power of my all-encompassing martial arts. You may be able to break this sword, but you may not be able to withstand my real sword technique."
The flame suddenly rose, and the shadow turned into a giant, spewing white flames from his mouth. The group of grandmasters trembled and felt their knees go weak. They almost couldn't resist the urge to worship him.
"I couldn't catch up with Shen Mengtian's Myriad Convergence Sword Scripture from three hundred years ago. My Secret Blood Changing Technique is the real peerless martial art that can make the Moon Decapitation ascend to immortality! "
"August 15th, the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will personally go to the Abandoned Sword Villa and take your life at the top of the White Tower! "
Sparks flew, and Mister Five Swords' shouts echoed in the main hall of the Abandoned Sword Villa.
A strange smile appeared on Shen Baihe's face, and then he fainted and fell down. The blood-red flame dimmed and finally disappeared.
But the horror had already been left behind.
Shen Shou was completely dumbfounded. Zen Master Liu Ru frowned. Crazy Immortal had always been a playful person, but now he was also a little worried. He muttered, "What should we do? What should we do? "
If the Third Young Master Shen was allowed to grow for another twenty years, maybe he could really defeat the demon that had been hanging over the Nine Serenities.
But now …
Even if Shen Zhenyi had just shown a miraculous sword technique, and Mister Five Swords had personally admitted that he had broken through the legendary ninth level of martial arts — Pericelestial. But they still didn't have much hope for this battle.
Granny Chi Huo snickered. "Third Young Master, you're really full of misfortune. First, there was that man in the woven rush raincoat. Then, you were surrounded and beaten by us eight old men. When you finally managed to hold on with much difficulty, you had to deal with the Five Swords Old Monster.
Putting aside Mister Five Swords, Shen Zhenyi was now the undisputed number one in the world.
Unfortunately, because of the appearance of Mister Five Swords, he, the world's number one expert, could only be avoided like the plague.
"Today's matter is over. Father, please continue to preside over the meeting. I'm going back to the Dream Sword Villa."
Shen Zhenyi did not care at all.
Since Mister Five Swords had been drawn out, he was not in a hurry to deal with Shen Baihe. He ordered people to lock him up in the dungeon, and then he left at a leisurely pace.
The remaining people looked at each other.
Martial Arts Alliance? On this day, when Shen Zhenyi defeated everyone on the Celestial List with one strike and Mister Five Swords appeared, wouldn't the Wulin Alliance be a big joke?
His eldest son was locked up, and his youngest son was not in charge. As the owner of the Abandoned Sword Villa, Shen Shou had no choice but to reluctantly carry on with the Wulin Meeting even though his heart was in a mess.
Originally, this was supposed to be a demonstration of the strength that the Abandoned Sword Villa had accumulated over the years, but now it had turned into a cloud of gloom.
Chang Letian was dead, Lu Dingfu was expelled, and Shen Baihe was imprisoned.
On the surface, the Abandoned Sword Villa had lost almost two-thirds of its strength. Shen Zhenyi had broken through the ninth level of Martial Arts and entered the Path of God, which was supposed to be a joyous occasion. However, he was targeted by an old monster who had not died for hundreds of years.
Thinking of this, Shen Shou was so worried that his hair turned white.
Zen Master Liu Ru was very righteous and said generously, "Mister Five Swords has done a lot of evil. Although we are far from being his match, the Lanke Temple has the ancestral teachings that we should help the Abandoned Sword Villa and fight against this devil together."
However, it was useless to just say it. For hundreds of years, whenever Mister Five Swords appeared, the major forces of the martial arts world would try to find ways to deal with him. Unfortunately, the opponent's martial arts were too high, and besieging him was useless.
From the performance of the Third Young Master Shen, it could be proven that as long as he stepped into the ninth level of Martial Arts, it would be useless even if there were more masters of a lower level besieging him.
Mister Five Swords' realm might be higher than that.
Moreover, he appeared and disappeared unpredictably. Only he could scheme against others, no one could scheme against him.
The only person who could get information about Mister Five Swords was the imprisoned Shen Baihe. At this time, Shen Shou did not care about his eldest son and led Zen Master Liu Ru and the others to the dungeon for interrogation. However, Shen Baihe gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.
"Evil creature! How did you get acquainted with this devil? Where is he hiding? Tell us the truth! "
Shen Shou was so angry that his eyes turned green. He did not know why his eldest son, who had always been obedient, suddenly walked on the path of evil.
Zen Master Liu Ru also advised, "Eldest Young Master, you are just confused. Mister Five Swords has been harming the martial arts world for many years. As long as you can set things right and help us get rid of this devil, I will plead for you in front of your father and brother so that you can turn over a new leaf. "
When Shen Baihe heard him say this, he raised his head and sneered, "Even if I tell you where my Master is, you can't do anything to him. Even if you have the ability to deal with my Master, Old Zen Master, what face do you have to persuade my little brother? If he wants to kill me, how can you stop him? "
Zen Master Liu Ru was speechless and sighed repeatedly.
Previously, when he attacked Shen Zhenyi and Shen Zhenyi spared his life, this old monk's face was already used up. If he wanted to protect Shen Baihe, Zen Master Liu Ru was not sure. A monk did not lie, and he was not good at lying either. He could only stay silent awkwardly.
Everyone was in a panic. While they were coercing Shen Baihe and indirectly asking about Mister Five Swords, Shen Zhenyi was calmly painting in Dream Sword Villa.
The peach blossoms had withered, and he was painting peach blossoms.
Cynanchum Chinense was by his side, grinding the ink and mixing the colors.
"The Third Prince, aren't you worried?"
Chu Huoluo had endured for a whole day. She watched as Shen Zhenyi painted peach blossoms for a whole day. His expression was calm and indifferent. He didn't mention anything about Mister Five Swords.
"Worried about what?"
After Shen Zhenyi finished painting a peach blossom, he held up the painting and gently blew the ink dry. Only then did he ask.
Cynanchum Chinense was stunned. "Don't you know that Mister Five Swords is coming? This person has been invincible for three hundred years. Aren't you afraid? "
Shen Zhenyi said disapprovingly, "He is invincible because he has never met a true expert. Not to mention others, if he was born sixty years earlier, he would definitely be defeated by my Shen family's ancestor. "
The Shen family's ancestor, Shen Mengtian, founded the Abandoned Sword Villa and wrote the Myriad Convergence Sword Sutra. He was recognized as the number one expert in the Nine Serenities. Unfortunately, when Mister Five Swords first appeared, Shen Mengtian had been dead for a long time. Many people believed that otherwise, Mister Five Swords would not have had the opportunity to be arrogant for so long.
Many people even believed that Mister Five Swords did not dare to appear earlier because he was afraid of Shen Mengtian.
"It's just that …"
Cynanchum Chinense certainly knew this, but she also felt the momentum that Mister Five Swords showed in the bloody flame that day. She hesitated and said, "He may not be as powerful as Old Ancestor Shen, but he claims that he has reached the pericelestial level and has practiced martial arts for more than two hundred years. After all, you are still so young …"
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