My talent is resurrection

Chapter 389 The third one Chapter 95 Why do you like to divide into three, six, nine, etc
Standing on the top of the sky, Chen Jiu just knocked down the last flying sword, and let out a soft breath.

The fighting power of this heavy crown is not as strong as he thought, or because of old age, frailty and injuries, the sword energy is not as sharp and domineering as the other sword immortals, and the killing power is not enough.

Old age and frailty will always be a threshold that monks can't step out of, especially for sword repair and physical training. It is indeed difficult for older physical training to compare with when they were young.

Chen Jiu sighed again, really didn't want to hit the old man.

Chong Guan kept panting, hunched over, looked at Chen Jiu who was standing in the sky, shook his head slightly, and smiled lightly, "After all, it is the world of young people."

This was the first and last time Chong Guan smiled at Chen Jiu.

Hundreds of knocked down flying swords rose up suddenly, piercing towards Chen Jiu who was standing above the sky.

One handle after another, superimposed on each other.

Chen Jiu didn't move, but stared intently at the hunchbacked heavy crown.

No killing intent.

Never before.

Hundreds of flying swords suddenly stopped in the sky, and they fell one after another before they touched Chen Jiu's body.

Chong Guan's body became more and more hunched, and he coughed continuously while covering the corner of his mouth, losing a bit of sword energy.

He looked at Chen Jiu standing in the sky, with low eyebrows, and asked Chen Jiu in an almost begging tone.

"Is it true that I can't take my life against Bai Zhi?"

Chen Jiu shook his head, "One is one, and two is two."

Chong Guan sighed helplessly, then stood up straight with great difficulty, and said softly: "Then please take my last sword."

All the hundred flying swords were trembling at this moment, the sword's air was overflowing, and the sword light was frightening, they slashed across the ground, and galloped towards one of the main swords.

The flying swords overlapped and smelted, and the size remained the same, but it became a white jade sword with sword energy piercing the surrounding void.

Chongguan said softly: "My flying sword is called Weak Crown. It was the most powerful when I was young, but now I can only display [-]% of its power when I am old. It makes you laugh."

Chen Jiu grabbed the sky full of stars, condensed on this body, stretched out his hand towards the heavy crown, and said, "I will catch as many swordsmanship as you have, and only catch the sword and not fight back."

He couldn't bear to hit the old man, and Chen Jiu didn't believe that Bai Zhi could still hold his breath after being beaten up.

Chong Guan raised his hand and muttered in a heavy and thick voice.

"One flying sword, a hundred sword qi."

The low flying sword was shining, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, causing the entire Fuyao Mountain to tremble, and then the majestic sword energy turned in the sky and slashed towards Chen Jiu.

The onlookers opened their mouths in horror.

"The Sword Immortal with the Heavy Crown is making a real move, can Chen Jiu stop it?"

"I think Xuan, after all, the Sword Immortal of the Heavy Crown is an old-fashioned eleventh realm, so where is this Chen Jiucai?"

"..."

The monk kept talking, and the sword energy was even more fierce.

Chen Jiu stretched out his hand, and there were stars shining on it. He was about to press down on the sword, but his face was suddenly startled, and he frowned and looked at the heavy crown of Yujian under it.

The heavy crown is now holding the sword with one hand, and opening the mouth with one hand, coughing continuously, with blood stains hidden, looking like he is dying.

Chen Jiu's face tightened, but he was worried about the old man, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Don't hold on if you can't hold on, you old man is going to die, so don't die now."

Chong Guan kept coughing up blood, Yu Jian's arm was already unsteady and began to tremble, and the flying sword in the sky flicked and fell down instead of going straight up.

He was stooped, looked at Chen Jiu with empty eyes, and begged Chen Jiu softly with a dying voice.

"Really can't?"

The flying sword landed.

Chong Guan maintained a hunched posture, looking at the sky, motionless.

The oil lamp will eventually run out, not to mention the heavy crown has lived for more than a thousand years.

The monks around were silent, they all stared blankly at the hunchbacked old man.

Chen Jiu frowned with a complex expression on his face. The reason why he decided not to fight back was because the old man had no intention of killing him.

I didn't expect the old man to leave first, it's a pity.

Some of the onlookers began to weep softly, and the sadness infected many people for a while, and they were all crowned with pain.

A few old men suddenly appeared on Fuyao Mountain, looking sadly at Chongguan's passing body, shaking their heads frequently.

As the oldest patriarch of Fuyao Mountain, Chongguan's influence on Fuyao Mountain has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and its importance is self-evident.

Chen Jiu shook his head and commented: "It's because this old man didn't educate Bai Zhi well, otherwise it would have happened today."

The Fuyao Mountain cultivator's face was sullen, but he was not afraid of Chen Jiu, and directly scolded: "You gangster, how dare you insult my ancestor!"

Chen Jiu was silent for a while, until he was not angry, he nodded lightly and said, "Mine."

The monk didn't offend his determination, so why bother.

Standing in the sky, Chen Jiu said loudly towards Fuyao Mountain below.

"For the sake of the old man, if Bai Zhi doesn't come within six hours, I won't drive you away, but I will stay at Fuyao Mountain today. If Bai Zhi doesn't come, I won't leave."

The surrounding monks commented angrily: "How can there be such a stubborn person? With this kind of behavior, no matter how high his cultivation level is, I don't think he is the No. 1 young man in Tianguang Prefecture?"

Chen Jiu's ears were sharp, and when he heard the discussion, he raised his eyebrows, feeling unhappy, and beckoned to the monk.

"Come on, come and tell me, how am I, co-authoring won't let me take revenge, right?"

Seeing this, Ma Jiuwan jumped out suddenly, echoed Chen Jiu and said, "Come out and say it, you say it, you say it!"

Looking at Ma Jiuwan, Chen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, saying that it is true that the brothers reunited.

The cultivator was in a hurry and came out filled with righteous indignation: "The old Sword Immortal Chongguan is already willing to take his life for another, you are still so aggressive, what is your intention?!"

Chen Jiu put his hands on his chest, raised his eyebrows and replied: "Then I don't want his life. He died because his oil lamp was exhausted and his lifespan was exhausted. He still insisted on making two moves with me. I didn't fight back. It's none of my business." thing?"

The monk became more and more anxious, "How important is the life of the heavily crowned old sword fairy for your revenge?!"

Chen Jiu pursed his lips and couldn't help cursing: "You are such a cerebral palsy. The old man died by himself. It's none of my business. Besides, my old friend added two of my own lives. Why don't you take revenge?"

"What's the history of your old friend, besides, didn't you die?" the monk asked.

Chen Jiu replied: "A big snake that quickly turns into a dragon, and I didn't die doesn't mean that Bai Zhi didn't kill me."

Hearing Chen Jiu's answer, the monk seemed to be more energetic, and angrily said.

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be just a big snake. Not to mention that it is just a monster. Even if it is a human being, it is important to have the old sword fairy with the heavy crown. Now you are so angry that the old sword fairy with the heavy crown is so unkind and unrighteous. Know Dali!"

Chen Jiu was silent for a while, and asked the monk back: "According to your reasoning, I am more important than you in Tianguang Prefecture, right? You are going to piss me off now, can I kill you? It is inhumane if you don't let me kill you." It's unjust."

The monk was stunned, a little speechless, and was afraid that Chen Jiuzhen would do something to him, so he didn't dare to speak at the moment, stepped back a few steps, and walked into the crowd.

Chen Jiu shook his head, and said softly: "So you monks on the mountain like to divide people into three, six or nine classes, and they are extremely annoying."

Chen Jiu raised his hand, wanting to kill the cultivator, paused for a moment, then put down his hand again, took a breath, and blamed himself.

"Why am I a bit like a mountain person?"

(End of this chapter)