His wings spread out like a raging fire.
Yu Kuang's strongest move, the power of a Fourth Level True God was fully unleashed. Divine light shone everywhere, covering the entire hall.
Except for Shen Zhenyi, everyone, including Taoist Ghost Hair, couldn't open their eyes. They were all shocked!
After not seeing each other for a few decades, the strength of this Heavenly Guardian has reached such a level?
Taoist Ghost Hair was shocked, he was worried for Shen Zhenyi.
Song Huai and Huai Elders quickly retreated. They were both injured and defeated by Shen Zhenyi, but they also created an opportunity for Yu Kuang to attack.
From now on, victory or defeat will depend on this move, Phoenix Dance of the Ninth Heaven!
This was Yu Kuang's strongest move, as long as it was within the range of Phoenix Dance of the Ninth Heaven, everything would turn into dust.
— — even if Shen Zhenyi had the ability to reach the heavens, he wouldn't be able to escape.
Yu Kuang also thought so, he laughed loudly, and the light became brighter.
Shen Zhenyi stood still, he didn't even open his eyes.
His hand reached into the light as if it was a lover's gentle touch.
— — Hold tight!
Yu Kuang felt his whole body tighten, as if he was being held by a big hand. He was shocked, he screamed, he felt that his bones were about to break, and with a cracking sound, they broke inch by inch, piercing into his organs. Before he could figure out why, he had already lost his life.
The light was extinguished.
Shen Zhenyi let go of his hand.
Yu Kuang was covered in blood, he fell from the sky and landed on the ground, motionless.
"What?"
Song Huai and Huai Elders exclaimed together, they couldn't believe their eyes.
Just now … … What happened?
Phoenix Dance of the Ninth Heaven, the body turned into divine light, covering the sky and earth, he could only defend with divine light, there was no chance for him to counterattack — —
— — Before this move ended, Yu Kuang was almost invincible.
— — How did Shen Zhenyi hurt him?
The two elders' faces were pale, especially when Huai Elder remembered that when he turned into Yin Wind Slash, he was also defeated by Shen Zhenyi in one move, he was even more scared.
Shen Zhenyi could easily kill Yu Kuang when he was in Phoenix Dance of the Ninth Heaven state, which meant that killing him was also as easy as flipping his hand.
"You can leave now."
Shen Zhenyi's interest was waning; he waved his hand and sighed, "Although this Renxiong's martial art skill is strong, it's a pity that he only imitates others and has not found his own path. Compared to the two of you, he is still inferior. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been caught by my Sword Qi Lock and killed in one strike. "
The Taoist with the Ghost Hair also seemed to have woken up from a dream. He exclaimed, "The Third Prince is really good at hiding. With such a sword art, my Sword of No Struggle is nothing."
Whether it was Yu Kuang's Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens or Elder Huai's Yin Wind Slash, they were essentially similar to the Ghost-Haired Daoist's Sword of No Contest. They turned real into virtual to avoid injury.
It was just that the Sword of No Contention could last longer, but its essence was still the same.
It was unknown what method Shen Zhenyi used, but he was able to break through the void and kill his enemies.
In front of such a sword technique, the Sword of No Struggle was indeed like a joke.
Although Shen Zhenyi made a move to protect the Liufen Mountain and prevent the destruction of the ancestral foundation, the Ghost-Haired Daoist still felt a little depressed.
The martial arts that he had studied for his whole life were like child's play in front of others. For a martial arts master like him, it was inevitable that he would feel sad.
Cynanchum Chinense kindly comforted him, "Don't be sad, Elder Daoist. In front of my master, everyone often feels that they are idiots. We are already used to it. Just get used to it … "
What kind of comfort was this?
The Ghost-Haired Daoist did not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, when he thought about it, it made sense. For such a heavenly talent, what was a little effort of his?
He was open-minded and did not care about it anymore. Seeing that the people of the Heavenly King Association were preparing to leave, he hurriedly went up to Shen Zhenyi and asked, "The Third Prince, others can leave, but my disciple betrayed the sect. I have to clean up the sect …"
Originally, if he had defeated the Song Huai Elders and the Heavenly Guardian Yu Kuang, he would have kept his eldest disciple. But since it was Shen Zhenyi who attacked, he could only ask awkwardly.
Shen Zhenyi nodded, glanced at his eldest senior brother, and said lightly, "You, stay!"
The eldest senior brother was already scared out of his wits. He originally thought that by colluding with the Heavenly King Association, he would be able to destroy the Liufen Mountain easily. Thus, he took the risk and ungrateful sneak attack. He did not expect Shen Zhenyi to suddenly appear and destroy all his plans.
"Master … spare me! Spare me! "
He was still clear-headed and knew that begging Shen Zhenyi was useless. He had just killed the Heavenly Guardian Yu Kuang without blinking. Such ferocity made his legs weak.
The Ghost-Haired Daoist sighed, "You have joined the Liufen Mountain since you were young, and you have been diligent. Although you are not talented enough to pass on my legacy, I still nurtured you as the next generation's leader of the Liufen Mountain. Unfortunately, you colluded with the Heavenly King Association and betrayed them. Today, I will not tolerate you! "
He waved his sleeves and his body floated forward. Everyone only saw a blur in front of them, and then the eldest senior brother fell to the ground. His face was full of shock and pleading, as if he did not have time to react.
Song Huai and Huai Elders looked at each other in shock.
They did not expect this old man to have such strength despite being heavily injured.
Just now, even without Shen Zhenyi, the two of them would have to pay a great price to take this old man's life.
Now, the Heavenly King Association's attack on the Liufen Mountain could be said to have failed miserably.
The two of them did not even dare to say anything, and were about to leave with their subordinates.
Shen Zhenyi did not stop them, and the Liufen Mountain knew that they were powerless, so it was not good for them to pursue the matter. The Ghost-Haired Daoist could only thank Shen Zhenyi.
"It's fine, it's just a matter of convenience."
Shen Zhenyi only responded indifferently. Since he was here, of course he would not stand by and do nothing.
The Ghost-Haired Daoist smiled and said, "It's a small matter to you, but it's a big matter to the Liufen Mountain."
He turned to look at the three Cynanchum Chinense and asked curiously, "Did you have a fortuitous encounter in the mountain?"
The essence, Qi, and spirit of these three female disciples were completely different from before. There was a great change. The Ghost-Haired Daoist was the Sect Leader of the Liufen Mountain. Although he never had the chance to see the inheritance of the Three Gentlemen, he had studied it for a thousand years, so there were bound to be some clues.
Seeing the changes in the three Cynanchum Chinense, he had his suspicions.
Shen Zhenyi did not hide it, and nodded, "I was lucky to see the tomb of the Three Gentlemen."
The Ghost-Haired Daoist was envious, and smiled bitterly, "The Liufen Mountain has been here for a thousand years, but you never had the chance to see it. You and the three ladies are really lucky people."
He paused for a while, then said, "Please wait a moment, since you are so lucky, I have a set of letters in my sect that are related to the inheritance of the Three Gentlemen. I will give it to the three ladies as a thank you gift from the Liufen Mountain."
The Ghost-Haired Daoist retreated into the quiet room, took out the ancient letter, and respectfully handed it to Shen Zhenyi.
The secret letter was old and yellow. Although it was carefully preserved, it was inevitable that a few pages would be damaged. No one knew how long it had been there.
When Shen Zhenyi saw it, he touched the cover and sighed softly.
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