The night was dark.
The incense burner placed under the tree was still emitting white smoke. The Abandoned Sword Villa had regained its tranquility.
Shen Zhenyi stood with his hands behind his back. His face was slightly gloomy.
Dead people always brought too much blood, and he didn't like it.
"Is it over?"
Cynanchum Chinense poked her head out of the window and looked around curiously. "They're all so awesome, but they died so quickly."
"Let's go back first."
Shen Zhenyi waved his hand at her and let her in. "It's not over yet?"
"Aren't they all dead?"
Cynanchum Chinense was surprised. The seven sect masters showed all kinds of ways to die. It was very interesting. She watched a good show, but now they were all dead. The disciples of the seven sects also fled. Would there be a next round?
Buzz —
Sword Seeker's Flowing Death Demon suddenly vibrated. His expression changed, and he felt that his arm was not under his control.
"Damn it!"
Flowing Death Demon cursed. "Do they know how terrifying the Third Young Master Shen is? How dare they make a move?"
Shen Zhenyi used his finger as a sword and easily pulled half of the sword soul to kill the enemy. Flowing Death Demon couldn't control it at all. How could such a terrifying power be easily dealt with?
Their original plan was to take advantage of the seven sects surrounding and exterminating the Abandoned Sword Villa to take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters.
But now, the situation was completely different. Idiots!
Flowing Death Demon screamed, and Sword Seeker's face turned pale.
His heart had always been conflicted, but he was controlled by the demon sword. His body and mind couldn't be free, so he could only go with the flow. After coming to the Abandoned Sword Villa, not only did he see the extraordinary swordsmanship of the Third Young Master Shen, but he also received unreserved guidance from the latter. He felt that he had a thorough understanding of swordsmanship, and he had no intention to be enemies with the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Moreover … to be enemies with the god-like Third Young Master Shen, wasn't that courting death?
What were these people thinking?
The moon in the sky suddenly darkened, and the sound of a wolf howling to the moon came from afar. It sounded sad and desolate. Immediately, more than a dozen black shadows descended from the sky. They held a large net in their hands and tried to trap Shen Zhenyi.
"They're crazy."
Flowing Death Demon Sword cried out in grief and indignation, his body involuntarily soared into the air, dragging Sword Seeker with him as he flew down in front of Shen Zhenyi.
Even if it was a suicide mission, there was no way to control it.
Shen Zhenyi sighed indifferently, "Young Master Xun, you still came out."
Swordsman Seeker was ashamed. "The Third Prince, please forgive me. I had no choice."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. He didn't care about those small fries that fell from the sky at all. "You still don't understand the principle of using a person to control a sword and not using a sword to control a person. In this way, it is really difficult to reach a higher level of swordsmanship."
He had deliberately used the Sword Soul of the Demon Sword to kill Master Pengcheng to show his sword control technique to the Sword Seeking Guest.
In the Seven Wounds World, this person was considered a genius in swordsmanship, and Shen Zhenyi was not stingy with his guidance.
Swordsman Seeker was even more ashamed. "Young Master's swordsmanship, although I have some understanding, it is a pity that I have fallen too deep into the demonic path. It is really hard to turn back."
Flowing Death Demon Sword shook in his hand and said impatiently, "What's the use of saying this to him? We attacked him, do you think he will let us go? Hurry up and kill him, it's all for nothing! I will also go and find a new host! "
Originally, he wanted to use Flowing Death Demon Sword to entangle Shen Zhenyi — — but that was based on the premise that the seven sect leaders were not dead yet. Shen Zhenyi's current strength was so terrifying, even if Swordsman Seeker had completely fallen into the demonic path, how could he be a piece of cake in front of him?
Flowing Death Demon Sword said unhappily.
Shen Zhenyi smiled. "The Sword Soul of the Demon Sword has actually grown to such a perfect state, which is rare in the Seven Wounds World. I originally wanted to break the Sword Soul and share its spiritual energy with my disciples, but now it seems that it is a bit unkind."
Sword Souls with spiritual consciousness were like living beings. In a relatively low-level world like the Seven Wounds World, it was originally very difficult to cultivate a Sword Soul with such a rich personality like Flowing Death. It seemed that it was the result of a coincidence.
Since it had spiritual consciousness and high intelligence, it was not appropriate to casually kill it.
"You already knew?"
Swordsman Seeker was shocked, he thought that he had disguised himself very well.
Shen Zhenyi smiled. "When you were standing at the entrance of the Abandoned Sword Villa, I discovered the Sword Soul. In the barren Seven Wounds World, it is like the eye of the moon in the night, shining brightly, how could I not discover it?"
Flowing Death Demon Sword heard Shen Zhenyi say that it was special and was very proud.
"You are quite interesting, and your swordsmanship is high. Why don't I just kill this stupid kid and make you my new master?"
It suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly rejected it. "No, no, your control of the Sword Soul was too rough. If I fell into your hands, I am afraid that after a few battles, I will be worn out. It is better not to."
Shen Zhenyi laughed, his eyes fixed on Swordsman Seeker. "Even your sword knows that you are not my opponent, do you still want to stop me? Can these beastmen really help you? "
The black shadows fell from the sky and spread out a large net, forming a formation to block the eye of the moon. Darkness gradually engulfed the entire courtyard. They were not in a hurry to besiege Shen Zhenyi, they seemed to be waiting for Swordsman Seeker to delay.
As long as the Star-Moon Beast Emperor Red Emperor Net was completed, even if the Third Young Master Shen had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape!
"He even knows about the beastmen!"
Flowing Death Demon Sword exclaimed. "Do you know our plan? Then why are you still talking to us?"
Swordsman Seeker smiled bitterly and clasped his hands. "The Third Prince, I am sorry. Please draw your sword and kill me as soon as possible, lest something unexpected happens. "
His role was to delay. In fact, he could also delay time by talking, but Swordsman Seeker could not bear it and only hoped for a quick death.
Shen Zhenyi did not care at all.
"A mere Star-Moon Beast Emperor Red Emperor Net may not be able to trap me. The beastmen's large-scale action should not be directed at me alone, right? "
He sighed and looked into the distance. There seemed to be a flame rushing up in the sky.
The Star-Moon Beast Emperor Red Emperor had the demonic power of the Ferocious Beast's pollution, decomposing and destroying the power of heaven and earth. The effect was similar to the magnetic force, but the reason was different.
The beastmen's action was to take advantage of the seven sects' siege of the Abandoned Sword Villa to trap the seven sects' masters and make a big move elsewhere.
Perhaps — — it was to attack the nineteen outer cities!
"Mister Seeker, although you have turned into a demon, you are still a human and not a Ferocious Beast. Now that the Ferocious Beasts are invading and breaking through the city gates, I am afraid that people will be plunged into misery and suffering. At this time, which side will you stand on?"
Shen Zhenyi looked at Swordsman Seeker quietly and asked indifferently.
This was the last bottom line and opportunity. It depended on how Swordsman Seeker would grasp it.
Swordsman Seeker did not hesitate. "Even if I am controlled by the Demon Sword, I will not do such a cruel thing. If the Ferocious Beasts attack the city, I will not be able to save them. I will only die."
His body was controlled by the Demon Qi, so it was difficult for him to resist the Demon Sword's orders.
— — But at least he could die.
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