The seventh chapter seven hundred and thirty second such delay [930
The two supreme beings are really miserable at this moment!
You can't advance, you can't retreat, you can't talk, you can't scold! The look in Sword Spirit's eyes was as unbelievable as if he had seen a ghost.
As for fighting... Well, where do the two of them still have the courage to fight in their hearts!?
Are you kidding... When you encounter such a monster, why bother fighting? The Eighth Grade Supreme Master spent his entire life cultivating his sword energy and stirred it up in his internal organs, but it didn't stir up any blood, so why fight?
The opponent doesn't resist at all, and will tire you to death even if you cut him. Who has the courage to fight against such an opponent? That's a joke.
Sword Spirit was also helpless.
It is a soul body in itself. Although it has condensed into substance, it looks like substance, but in fact, it is still a soul body.
As for souls, some are afraid of fire, or others are afraid...
But he is definitely not afraid of these swords, guns, swords and halberds! They can't cause any harm at all... As long as the opponent doesn't use soul attacks and mental consciousness attacks, the sword spirit will never be harmed!
But facing such a monster, who would have the guts to attack with consciousness? Isn’t that just giving away food?
Although the sword spirit cannot be harmed, he cannot harm others either.
Because when it comes to home, he is still a spirit after all!
The person who killed Shi Qishu before was because he was close to the sword master, so he could use the sword master's power remotely and kill him unexpectedly.
But now facing these two real eighth-grade supreme beings, Sword Spirit is completely powerless.
But his mission is to hold the opponent back and prevent him from returning support. In this regard, Sword Spirit is full of confidence.
He can create the aura of a peerless master without deliberately pretending to be anything!
There’s no need to deliberately show off, there’s no limit to how awesome you can be!
He moved his position, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the two people.
He just stood on the ground and looked at the two of them, but the two of them felt inexplicably like they were being looked down upon. It seemed that he was standing high above them!
That is to rule the world!
The two of them had only felt this kind of feeling when they were in front of the Dharma Master. But at this moment, whether it was a psychological effect or something else, they both felt at the same time that the aura of the person in front of them was even greater than that of the Dharma Master! Even more powerful!
And it is much more powerful!
Now, both of them had a feeling at the same time: Could this person be a legendary figure from ancient times?
Thinking of this, the two of them were so regretful that their intestines turned green. How could they be able to deal with such a powerful person?
Although the difference between the Eighth-Rank Supreme and the Ninth-Rank Supreme is only one, they are worlds apart!
No matter how courageous and confident the two of them are, they never dare to believe that they can defeat the Dharma Master!
What's more, this person is obviously more powerful than the Dharma Master? Although the Dharma Master is powerful, if the sword is thrust into his stomach and the sword energy explodes, he will still die!
But the person in front of me didn't even shed a drop of blood. Who is strong and who is weak? Needless to say?
"Dare I ask, senior, who is it?" the leader, the masked man in white clothes, asked with some anxiety.
This call of "senior" is extremely refined. The other party's voice is vicissitudes of life, and even his aura has a sense of desolation, and his eyes are even more like those from ancient times. And he has such a skill that is so shocking that weeping ghosts and gods!
If such a person is not a senior, who is a senior?
The sword spirit sighed: "Who am I..." He said sadly: "Who am I?..."
He actually fell silent, looking up to the sky, seeming to be thinking.
After a long time, he said with some desolation: "It has been too long. I have forgotten who I am... I only remember... the changes in the world, the white clouds and gray dogs in the world, the vicissitudes of the world, all of this... is like that...
...Hehehe...You are young, you still don’t understand how I feel..."
You are still young and you don’t understand yet!
The two eighth-grade supremes suddenly felt dizzy.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his heart, and he asked cautiously: "Senior, could it be... Wu Chenfeng... Senior Chenfeng Supreme?"
Jian Lin frowned: "Morning Wind? Are you talking about... the... Xiao Chen from tens of thousands of years ago?"
Xiaochen?
The bodies of the two masked men in white were crumbling.
Oh my god... the Supreme Morrowind is actually... Xiaochen in front of this person!
The sword spirit said desolately: "I am older than him... by many years!"
The two men in white were completely stunned!
Many years older than Morrowind Supreme...
For a long time, none of the three people spoke.
The man in white finally plucked up the courage and said: "Senior, we still have two brothers. Now maybe..."
Sword Spirit rolled his eyelids slightly: "Huh?"
The man in white said: "Can... the two juniors say goodbye first, and when the two brothers are reunited, we will... come together to listen to the teachings of the seniors..."
Sword Spirit sneered: "Before I finish asking my questions, if you dare to take a step, try it!"
The bodies of the two people suddenly stood still in place like sculptures!
These words are murderous and clear: if you dare to move, I will kill you!
And there is no doubt that the other party has such strength!
The rumbling sound in the distance had gradually disappeared. Both of them were anxious, but the mysterious old man in front of them didn't tell them to leave, so the two of them really didn't dare to move at all!
The two masked men in white clothes respectfully apologized and said: "What happened today...we offended our seniors."
"You have indeed offended me..." Sword Spirit said faintly: "But I have already killed one person today. That's enough. I can't kill any more..."
He paused and said: "I have a habit in my life, which is kindness. God has the virtue of good life, how can we kill people at will just because we are armed? Doesn't that violate the ethics of yin and yang?..."
The two of them were relieved and said in succession: "Senior, I am magnanimous and kind. I, the junior, will always be grateful for your great virtue and will forever be remembered in the Five Hearts."
But I heard this senior continue the unfinished words with a sigh: "...so I, based on the principle of compassion for heaven and humanity, will never easily commit murder. But there are too many murderable people in the world, so I can't kill them."
...Therefore, I make a solemn oath in front of the Heaven and Queen: I will only kill one person a day! I will never kill more!"
The words of the two men in white were suddenly choked in their throats. For a moment, an extremely speechless emotion surged up from the bottom of their hearts.
Damn it, if you kill one person a day, don't you kill 365 people a year? You are many years older than the Morrowind Supreme. So you must have lived for at least 70,000 to 80,000 years...
Doesn’t that mean that you have killed at least more than 20 million people? Damn it, you are still kind and compassionate...
What a... day!
"Human life is at stake...don't kill recklessly!" Sword Spirit sighed deeply.
The two men in white across from them had crooked mouths and squinted eyes. They no longer knew what to say.
"Even if there is someone who offends me, I will only kill one... At most, I will make up for it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..." Sword Spirit smiled a little lonely and desolately: "How can human life be taken lightly?"
The two Supreme Beings felt their heads pounding, and the pretentiousness of the old guy in front of them had reached an unbearable level...
"Let me ask you!" Sword Spirit narrowed his eyes.
"Senior, please speak." The two of them bowed together.
"What are you doing here?" Sword Spirit asked calmly: "Actually, you are acting with the boy from the Shi family?"
"Uh?" The two of them were immediately surprised.
"That guy... once offended me." Sword Spirit said calmly: "Three months ago, many people offended me, including him, but I only kill one person a day, and today it is his turn, and he is the last one..."
The two of them suddenly understood!
I see.
No wonder this mysterious and unpredictable old man would suddenly kill Shi Qi because he had offended others before...
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and both felt their hearts become alive: In this case, it has nothing to do with us...
Sword Spirit said calmly: "Originally, I wanted to leave after killing someone. I only have the quota to kill one person a day, and I have already used it. And there are four of you. Do I have so many quotas for you?"
The two of them were stunned.
Killing quota? This old guy actually kills people as if he is giving face?
"If I didn't leave, and if the four of you offended me, wouldn't I have to stay in this ice and snow for four more days?" Jian Lingyun said calmly: "So I left... Hehe, I didn't expect it.
You are actually chasing after me... This makes me a little curious..."
Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but feel regretful. They couldn't help raising their hands and slapped themselves hard on the face!
Damn it, it would be great to let him go, he has to be troublesome... But it's better now, he has no final say in life or death...
"Since you are chasing me, I naturally want to play with you..." Sword Spirit snorted and glanced sideways at the two of them.
Their faces were earth-colored.
The regret in my heart is truly indescribable.
"Who are you?" Sword Spirit said angrily: "Tell the truth and I will spare your life!"
The two hesitated for a while, and finally shook their heads resolutely, saying apologetically: "Senior, please forgive me, junior... I really have a heavy responsibility, so I can't tell you anything."
The sword spirit frowned, his eyes cold.
The two of them were sweating, but this time, they never let go.
"That's all..." Sword Spirit sighed: "I won't make it difficult for you..." I thought to myself that two hours have passed and Chu Yang should be almost there, why hasn't he sent a signal...
In desperation, Vicissitudes said: "Well, if it's soybeans, you are no match. But today you have offended me, but I can't let you go easily. How can I lose my face?"
The two of them said in fear: "What do you want, senior?"
"I have been lonely for a long time..." Sword Spirit said sadly: "I don't know who the nine major families are today... Just introduce me to the people of the nine major families... Hey, I think back then...
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The two of them had no choice but to start the introduction with a grimace.
The sword spirit still insisted on hearing the details, so the time was running out. After a long, long, long, long time...
News finally came from Chu Yang: It's done!
Now, the two of them introduced the news about the nine major families, and they only introduced three families. Sword Spirit stood up bleakly: "It's really not interesting at all... Okay, I see you two are in a hurry, so hurry up
Get lost!"
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(To be continued...)
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