594 Humanitarian Faith Suppress and Kill

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Burial Sword Fairyland, Wanjian Sect.

In the middle of the sea of clouds, sharp peaks are floating, and all kinds of swordsmen are inserted in the mountain. They are quenching each other day and night. The sword spirit accumulated over countless years has reached the level of heaven and earth.

At this moment, in the Wanjian Hall on the highest sword peak, Xue Chen sat alone on the left, and there were more than a dozen sword kings on the right, staring at him sharply. Different swords gathered together, giving him invisible pressure.

However, their sword will can't affect Xue Chen at all. He drank tea with a relaxed face, and then said to the master Wanjian in the middle, "I don't know what your proposal is thinking about?"

"Speaking of which, this sect still owes Xue Daoyou a favor. Thank you for finding the inherited sword treasure purple ancient sword, and Lingbao Commercial Firm can naturally open a store in the territory of this sect at will, and I will also protect it." The patriarch of Wanjian smiled and brushed his black beard. He was a middle-aged man. He looked steady, but in fact, he was sharp.

But then he said in embarrassment: "But the matter of exchanging 3,000 sword soldiers depends on the quality of the sword soldiers provided by Xue Daoyou? You should know that the sword soldiers of this sect have been tempered for thousands of years. The sword is pure, and it is the best sword embryo.

"Hey hey!" Xue Chen smiled strangely: "Then let me see. I can guarantee that it is definitely not much worse than the swordsman of Guizong."

Then, Xue Chen waved his sleeve, and streamers sprayed out one after another, manifesting in the middle of the hall, but it was a sword weapon, with a flying sword without a handle and an ordinary long sword. The long sword was divided into epee, soft sword and other types.

But what attracts the king of the Wanjianzong most is the spiritual sharpness in the sword, which is pure and fierce, through the starry sky, and the lowest level of swords is five grades, that is to say, these sword soldiers can grow into five-grade weapons.

"Hear!!!" More than a dozen kings on the opposite side took a deep breath one after another. Master Wan Jian also looked at Xue Chen in shock. After a long time, he calmed down and said in a quiet voice, "It seems that the rumor is true. Xue Daoyou has a spiritual treasure sword in his hand!"

Listening to this, the other sword kings' eyes flashed one by one, and inevitably became greedy.

Xue Chen did not respond, but just smiled, but his eyes suddenly released the thoughtlessness, went straight to Luo Tian, and suppressed the Eight Wastes, which made the sword kings of Wanjianzong feel depressed and even powerless.

Obviously, Xue Chen is deterred them. Don't do stupid things.

About half an hour later, the patriarch of Wanjian sent Xue Chen away with many elders of Dongxu. He was enthusiastic all the way, like an old friend who had known him for many years. After Xue Chen disappeared far away, the patriarch of Wanjian suddenly sweated on his cheeks and sighed: "This man's combat effectiveness is comparable to that of Daluo. He has many treasures and is invincible. Even if we invite him out. I'm afraid that Zhenzong's sword is not an opponent. It's a smart way to cooperate well.

And Xue Chen was far away from breaking through this Yunhai cave, and moved to the depths of the starry sky one after another. Then he closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then flicked his fingers, tearing out the cracks in the space.

Then a lot of light came from behind the crack. He condensed the virtual splits around him. After fully integrating into the master, he opened his eyes and frowned slightly and said, "Other second-rate sword sects have no problem with the business entering the burial sword star domain. It's easy to say that it's more troublesome to kill the sword sect. After all, I killed him. Our best inheritor, Li Huansheng!"

However, after pondering for a long time, Xue Chen smiled again: "What do you care so much about? Do I still ask them to open a store? It's polite to make a notice. If you really don't open your eyes, hum! The one who blocks my king's hegemony is the devil! Cut it!"

Perhaps he has experienced a victory in a big war in the cobweb star domain, and has been promoted to a cave virtual world, which makes Xue Chen's king's will become more and more domineering. His perspective transcends a single star domain, but stands at the top of the world to look down at the heavens.

After that, he continued to expand the business, transporting a large number of resources and talents from the Lingbao Mall in the inner world. He took root in the Funeral Sword Star Domain and expanded rapidly. The speed was so fast that it almost messed up the local business system.

Now the Lingbao Fairy City in his world has been completely free, and its various factories have been built around it, forming an assembly line for materials, refining, refining treasure, finished product packaging, etc., and the system is perfect.

Then share resources with the pavilions of the four-pole continent and the cobweb star domain. There is a four-pole column as the transmission array, and the transmission speed is first-class, which is faster than Tianbao Commercial.

Later, he will expand the commercial bank to Tianhe, Jinyuan, Matou and other star areas close to the quadruped continent. When soft resources such as talents are insufficient, he will acquire some local small and medium-sized businesses and then carry out reform and reorganization.

All problems are barely solved in his mental calculation, unless a master deliberately arranges to stop him, but it must be the Daluo Jinxian who has shaped the Xuanxin fruit.

One day, he received a letter saying that Tianhe Star Domain had encountered obstacles from local commercial forces. Originally, he just wanted to send someone to surrender, but as soon as he saw that the target was Black Sand Star, he suddenly thought of an acquaintance and decided to revisit Black Sand Star.

But when he was about to leave the burial sword star field, the void was sad, and a cold and frightening sword spirit attacked him without mercy, but Xue Chen did not panic and sneered, "Kill the Sword King, do you think you can take me with half a step?"

Then his sword pointed a little upward, and there were mysterious ripples rolling, searching for Daqian, locking the universe, and forcing him to kill the sword king. The other party was a thin old man with gloomy eyes, wrapped in a miserable white cloak, which was gloomy and strange.

At the beginning, killing the Sword King did not take action, but looked at Xue Chen's master for a long time before he said in a cold voice: "It's worthy of being a character who can fight against the East King. Xue Chen, you really live up to your reputation, but anyway, you killed my beloved disciple Li Huansheng, you must understand a cause and effect today!"

"Hey! I don't mind doing it once." Xue Chen smiled easily, but the next moment he said solemnly, "I just hope that your patriarch will not lose his reason like your apprentice. I don't like extreme thoughts, especially different religious concepts, and they should coexist harmoniously."

"Let's compare first." Killing the Sword King believes in strength and doesn't want to be too much, so he directly bursts out with fierce swords.

"Kill the Spirit Sword!"

The sword light is like white raindrops, permeating the sky and the earth, permeating every inch of void, and every drop of rain is full of eroding artistic conception, which can kill the soul through the physical matter.

When Xue Chen saw the light of his back eyes, he became interested and integrated the five phases of life and death into one: "King Kong Sword!"

At this moment, his eyebrows seemed to have a piece of King Kong relithre that was spinning, swallowing wisps of unbreakable and strong spiritual lightsaber, like the infinite light manifested by the Buddha, it seems to be attacking, but in fact, it is defense.

With the blessing of the fearless King Kong's heart, Xue Chen successfully resisted this wave of sword rain, but the sword king had just warmed up, and then there was a more turbulent storm:

"Kill the soul sword!"

"Kill Soul Sword!"

"Kill the Sword!"

"Kill the Immortal Sword!"

"Killing Sword!"

"Kill the sword!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The lifeless country of kendo has come, and there are tragic pictures everywhere. Xue Chen's eyebrows jumps and instinctively disgusted, but he also feels threatened, because the other party has condensed seven killing laws. After integration, it is extremely horrible. It can even cut off cause and effect. In a lawless situation, he can compete with Daluo.

At this moment, Xue Chen instinctively wanted to use many spiritual treasures, or turn on the ultimate mode of prohibition, but the next moment he gave up and gritted his teeth and thought, "I must not lose to the other party in philosophy. His extreme thinking is wrong. I want to defeat him with a magnificent humanitarianism."

"The human race and the micro-end are lifted by a firm belief of perseverance and eternal progress. After seven ancient years, the virtue of courage, selflessness and protection is still passed on. I also firmly believe that as long as the faith is endless, the human race will never fall, and still yearn for justice, kindness and beauty!"

"Eight ancient humane, vast inheritance, carry on the past, nine generations of hope!"

When talking about this, Xue Chen looked extremely solemn and pious. The golden glow in his eyes washed away the hegemony like a big wave of sand, leaving only the meaning of the holy king, and then raised his hands to the sky and roared:

"Kill the Sword King, today I will let you understand the ancient truth of evil and righteousness, endless protection and hope! It turns into the eternal light of faith and shines on the far side of everyone like a dragon!"

He saw that his hands were closed again, and a wisp of hope was nurtured from nothingness, and then attracted the glory of the human faith in the epic river, turning into a sharp edge of practice.

Woth!

This beam of light, that is, the sword light and the soul storm, destroyed the law of swordsmanship. There was no resistance to kill the sword king. He was swept away and penetrated countless dimensions. That direction was his own sect.

Killing the Sword Sect, in a sea of white bones, is full of cold and fierceness, and there are also some special caves of the undead. The whole is a lifeless country, which is very suitable for killing Taoist monks to live in.

But on this day, the silent killing sword sect suddenly shook, but saw that the sword light boundary of the protection array on the sky was broken, and then a beam of magnificent golden light fell from the sky, shooting straight at the white bone sword peak in the center.

"Invasion of the big enemy, open the array!" Many kings roared angrily, and the last twelve killing magic swords were combined into a heavenly sword, pulling the endless death and fierce will in the sea of white bones into a miserable white light, and counterattacking the falling golden light.

However, as soon as the miserable white light meets the golden edge, it suddenly decomposes like white snow being illuminated by the sun. The smoke dissipates, and many kings are injured by spiritual repulsion.

Haunt!!!

With the sound of a metal that had been recalled for a long time, all the disciples of the Sword Sect suddenly found that the main peak of the Sword Sect was thousands of feet short, and there was also a hundred-foot sword at the top of the peak, and the golden light was still condensed.

It also releases the majestic and upright power of humanitarian belief and suppresses all extreme killing spirit, which is equivalent to most of the weakening of cultivation.

What makes them more frightening is that what is suppressed under the sword is the elder Taishang, whom they admire, who kills the sword king. He is struggling and roars angrily, but every time the power condenses, he will be crushed by the sword of faith, and the magic sound left by Xue Chen comes from the sword: "Today's suppression of extreme killing, if it is not obvious in troubled times, it will never be unblocked! "

The monks who killed the Sword Sect were furious one by one, but they felt that the great humanitarian power between heaven and earth continued to gather the golden sword and felt afraid. The only unwilling groan was left to kill the Sword King, and it was getting weaker and weaker.

From this day on, the Jianzong closed the door and closed the mountain, waiting for the troubled times. At that time, the humane was chaotic and the golden sword naturally dispersed.