Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 189
A flash of white light seemed to break through the sky.

"That is."

At the moment when the young monk pulled out the sky and asked, a white light appeared, making Su Bujin's eyes fixed, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"As soon as the secret appears, ask to become a fairy!"

Divine Artifact of the Western Regions, God asked!

The young monk raised Tian Wendao above his head, and an unprecedented sense of oppression descended, even Su Bujin felt a sense of suffocation.

The sense of oppression from the artifact is by no means something ordinary monks can bear.

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Su Bujin resisted the feeling of oppression, his bones creaked, but endless light burst out from his eyes.

"There is no need to keep it"

I saw Su Bujin's figure stepping forward, climbing to the top, and speaking slowly, his voice was as shocking as Huang Zhong Dalu's:

"The sky is full of flowers and rain, and the youth of cherry blossoms is endless."

"The light of a sword is not like the sharpness of a blade."

"Endless streamer, dancing like a magic sword of victory."

The group of blades danced like a giant dragon hovering.

The cold light flickered, revealing a deep chill.

Countless streamer blades gathered, and a huge divine sword took shape instantly.

"The four seas and the eight barrens shine brightly on the nine mountains and eighteen continents."

"Thousands of mountains and rivers, there is no one who can't stop me."

"Try to ask the world."

Su Bujin's eyes suddenly opened, bursting out with endless light, and the palm of his hand was like a knife, slashing down fiercely.

"Who can stop it?!"

Excalibur cut down, unstoppable!
"coming"

Seeing the divine sword slashing down, the young monk was extremely excited, and this feeling that made his blood boil made him tremble with excitement.

It's been too long, I haven't felt this way for too long.

"God asked!"

The young monk waved Tian Wendao in his hand, and slashed forward with all his strength, a ten thousand zhang sword light appeared, meeting Su Bujin's divine sword.

When two god-level divine swords collided, an unimaginably thick tornado of sword energy shot up into the sky, shocking the entire Forbidden Palace of the imperial city!

"what is that?"

You Wuying supported the unconscious Cheng Yue, staring blankly at the tornado of sword energy rising into the sky in the distance.

"How could there be such a terrifying sword intent!"

Gu Yueti and Ji Yin also noticed the sudden appearance of the sword qi tornado.

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Yi Jiankuan looked at the sword qi tornado and said nothing for a long time.

The Forbidden Palace of the Imperial City, a hall carved with a golden dragon hovering around.

Golden Dragon Palace.

A black-clothed figure appeared outside the Golden Dragon Hall at some point.

Eight-winged Black Dragon King!
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The eight-winged Black Dragon King quietly looked at the majestic Golden Dragon Hall in front of him, and immediately stepped forward and walked in.

In the Golden Dragon Palace.

Maybe it was because no one came for a long time, the Golden Dragon Hall was already very dilapidated, covered with dust and cobwebs.

At the head of the hall, there is a throne, on which sits a skeleton.

Being able to sit on this throne must have been an unusual person in his life.

"Da da."

Slight footsteps sounded, and the figure of the eight-winged Black Dragon King walked in slowly.

"You came."

The skeleton raised his head slightly, and two faint green fires appeared in the sockets of the skeleton's eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, making people shudder.

"Know that I'm coming?"

The eight-winged Black Dragon King raised his eyebrows.

"I know I can't seal you forever, sooner or later you will come out."

said the skeleton.

"You sealed me in that dark ancient tomb for so long, how do you think I should repay you?"

The eight-winged Black Dragon King said jokingly.

"I'm already dead. If you want to take revenge, I'm afraid you can't."

said the skeleton.

"Although you are gone, your artifact is still there."

The eight-winged Black Dragon King said.

"Hehe, it's not here for a long time, you can't find it."

The skeleton let out a low laugh.

"It's gone? Hehe, it's a ghost, I don't believe that I can't find this Golden Dragon Palace after turning it upside down."

The sword qi tornado disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

The surrounding land is full of potholes, which is the result of being ravaged by that sword energy.

Excalibur has disappeared, not even the petals are left.

Tian Wendao had also returned to her sheath, but was still being carried behind her back by the young monk.

Su Bujin and the young monk just stood opposite each other, and neither of them spoke.

"Hehe, I had a great time today."

After a long silence, the young monk laughed heartily.

This feeling of using all his strength to fight is really cool, especially the blow just now, which made his whole blood boil with great fighting spirit, and he seemed to have regained the feeling he had back then.

"I'm not here to play with you, I'm here to kill you."

Su Bujin said coldly.

"My life? Is there any enmity between us?"

The young monk raised his eyebrows.

He didn't understand how he offended Su Bujin and made Su Bujin so hostile to him.

"You have my junior sister's blood on you, what do you think?"

"Sister?"

The young monk was slightly taken aback, and immediately showed a look of surprise.

"It turns out that the woman in purple is your junior sister."

The woman in the white robe with cherry blossoms in front of him turned out to be the senior sister of the purple-clothed woman before. This surprised the young monk, but he was relieved after thinking about it.

"Don't worry, her life should not be in danger."

The young monk said.

Yiren Shuiqin just couldn't bear the power of the demon's blood and passed out, and the young monk didn't kill her.

"It doesn't matter if you hurt her."

Su Bujin still said coldly.

"Hehe, it seems that you treasure your junior sister very much, but if I were you, I still hope to leave the chance of defeating me to your junior sister. If you, a senior sister, help her do it, what's the point? "

The young monk laughed.

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Hearing what the young monk said, Su Bujin didn't speak.

"And I don't have any enmity with your junior sister. If I really wanted to kill her, she would have died long ago."

The young monk continued.

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This is true, with the strength of a young monk, it is not a problem to kill Yiren Shuiqin.

"And the most important thing is, if you and I continue to fight like this, it is not certain who will win in the end."

The young monk said with deep meaning.

This is the most crucial point. If Su Bujin continues to fight with him, I'm afraid that even if they fight for another three days and three nights, they won't be able to tell the winner.

Su Bujin has even used the thirteen divine arts, which means that she basically has no trump cards. This is her strongest move. Even Liu Ying Fanghua has never hurt him. Su Bujin wants to Killing him is definitely a daydream.

Of course, he himself had already used all his strength, and it was impossible to kill Su Bujin.

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Su Bujin frowned and remained silent, because she knew that what the young monk said was not wrong.

"Okay, but I will not forget this debt. When we meet again in the future, I will definitely make you pay it back double."

Su Bujin said something without stopping, turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)