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Chapter 161 The world of mortals is as deep as the sea. How many people will not sink?

The man holding the double mace frowned behind the mask and stared at Wang Shen with fear in his eyes.

Wang Shen glanced at him and disappeared.

"where?!"

The man holding the mace quickly looked around, but saw no trace of Wang Shen at all. He didn't dare to move unless he saw someone.

In the forest, another place.

The blood on the two swords on Shen Jingsheng's body stained his clothes red.

The face of the man in purple looked equally unsightly under his mask.

"The world of mortals is indeed mysterious." He couldn't help but admire.

At this time, his whole body was in a very special state, his whole body was chaotic and weak, and so was the Qi in his body.

Suddenly, his body suddenly tensed up.

The man in purple who had just stood up from the pile of stones over there had not had time to stand firm when the knife came to him again, fell, and with a bang, he was chopped into the rocks again.

Having made up his mind, Wang Shen came to the man holding a pair of maces with a knife.

This man's knife is even more unreasonable than last time.

"The one with the gong shouldn't be able to move. There is another one with a double mace, and the one with a bow and arrow is hiding far away. Be careful." After saying this, Wang Shen disappeared.

Too fast to avoid, too domineering to stand up to. He had only felt this sense of oppression and powerlessness from the great monks in the second-grade cave viewing realm. But that guy is only the third grade!

The unique sword technique is really powerful!

"The talisman on that guy is like a turtle shell. It can't be cut open for a while. Let's deal with the one with the double mace first!"

The man in purple is angry and aggrieved.

With a bang, the other person somersaulted and flew back in mid-air.

"It's the talisman again!"

"coming!"

What is the big world and what is the small world?

What Wang Shen sees in front of him is a small world, a small world. He wants to cut this small world open first.

In Wang Shen's eyes, the world between heaven and earth is shrinking, and eventually becomes a very small piece, just like a painting.

"hurry up!"

He can cut wherever he wants in this small world, with two slashes vertically and horizontally, making it impossible for you to dodge.

After one strike, Wang Shen disappeared, and the surrounding rocks kept falling down, submerging him.

His knife was about to cut open the painting.

He looked back and swung his sword.

He took out a pill from his pocket and drank it, and at the same time, his figure suddenly flashed twice.

The man in purple had a sharp look in his eyes.

With a bang, the rocks behind the man in purple suddenly shattered, and his whole body was cut directly into the rocks.

A knife slashed towards him, with an aura that cut across everything.

The man in purple was unable to parry or dodge. He saw the knife falling on his body, but was blocked by the clear light on his body.

"Is the injury serious?" Wang Shen came to Shen Jingsheng's side and asked.

The strong man felt the pressure coming on him instantly.

Then Wang Shen appeared dozens of feet away and slashed horizontally with his sword. The belated man holding the mace hurriedly swung his mace to block.

But Wang Shen's sword was faster, so fast that he needed to use both maces to block it, and the opponent's moves were very simple, with only two moves, horizontal slash and vertical slash, and he couldn't resist just these two moves.

At this moment, his first thought was not to fight the enemy or how to kill him, but to escape first and wait until his condition recovered.

He didn't have time to be shocked or think about it, because the knife came again.

It was indeed a talisman. The man in purple had been reluctant to use it when fighting Shen Jingsheng just now. When Wang Shen came with a sword, he immediately activated the talisman.

"It's out of the way."

This talisman cannot be attacked, but it can be defended.

The invisible wind around him was cut off in an instant. The man in purple bent the sword in his hand, and his body lit up with a burst of green light. Then his whole body was slashed and flew out. After breaking nine trees, he hit a rock. , the rocks were shattered by the impact, but others were fine.

The power of the elixir circulated in his body like flowing fire, driving away the influence of this world of mortals.

"This man's sword is stronger than the last time he was in Tianhe Sect, and it is stronger by more than one point. How could he have made such a big breakthrough just now?"

Wang Shen swung his sword, but when he got close to him, the sword suddenly changed from a horizontal slash to a vertical slash.

"The man with the knife is coming towards me!"

As soon as his front foot left, Wang Shen's rear foot arrived.

He holds a pair of maces, which is a combination of offense and defense. The two maces seemed heavy but actually danced quickly in his hands.

In the forest, the man in purple who had taken the elixir was steaming all over his body, and his face under the mask was glowing red, just like the hot fried chicken fished out of the pot.

The knife in Wang Shen's hand suddenly exerted force again.

The world of mortals is as deep as the sea, how many people in this world will not sink!

At this moment, the whistle sounded. The face of the man in purple changed greatly under his mask.

His eyes locked on the world in front of him, and his Qi locked on this world. No matter what it was, people, objects, or Qi, it was locked when it entered this world.

He sees and feels, and Tao can cut it.

This was the way of the sword that he had comprehended by himself before. It was vague before, like looking at flowers in the mist, or looking at the moon in the water. But today, in this actual battle, it feels more and more clearly visible and within reach.

Crash, the sound of rocks rolling down.

The man in purple, who was cut into the rock by Wang Shen's knife, lifted the rock that was pressing on him and rose into the sky. Then he found a knife and chopped off his head.

He smashed into the pile of rocks at an even faster speed and sank into the soil. The rocks flew and filled the surrounding trees with holes.

enough!

The man in purple was angrier than ever before, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot due to anger.

If looks could kill, Wang Shen would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.

At this time, Wang Shen had already reached the side of the man holding two maces, and suppressed the man with a knife in his hand. The knife's intention was in all directions, attacking from all directions.

When two people get along, not a tree or a rock is intact.

The robe outside the body of the man holding the two maces was also shattered by the sword, revealing the silver-white armor underneath.

Two figures flickered between the mountains and forests, and suddenly a figure joined them.

Dressed in purple clothes, there is a sword light and a sword wind.

Wang Shen looked back and slashed with his sword. The sword flashed and the man above him was cut down by the sword and hit the ground, making a big hole in the ground.

The man holding two maces took advantage of Wang Shen's turn and danced with his maces, slashing left and sweeping right. The pair of maces resembled two dragon snakes.

Wang Shen landed on the ground with his two aces in hand. His steps were like wind, and the sword in his hand only had two moves, one horizontal and one vertical.

The Qi around the man wearing the mask was thick and sticky, while the Qi around Wang Shen was as sharp as a knife.

After several strikes, the man holding the mace felt that his mace was blocked, and the sword intent emitted by the opponent was too overbearing.

The man in purple who had just been slashed down by a sword gritted his teeth and took out a talisman from his arms.

"Get out of the way!" He shouted in a deep voice, and the man holding the mace hurriedly retreated when he saw the talisman in his hand.

When he retreated, Wang Shen followed him like a shadow. Whoosh, a feather arrow flew over. Wang Shen raised his hand and struck the air with his palm, slightly changing the direction of the arrow. It flew past him, and the long knife in his hand fell down at the same time.

The body of the man holding the mace fell down, and Wang Shen followed him. He raised the knife in his hand and struck again.

The two of them smashed into the rocks together, and the man in purple was already beside them.

Suddenly, rocks shot up into the sky and lifted me up. Wang Shen flew up from the pile of rocks.

He saw that the talisman in the man's hand had left his hand. At this moment, he thought of the heavenly and human talisman he encountered in the Tianhe Sect in Chuishan Mountain.

"Could this one be another celestial talisman?"

The piece of yellow paper shattered in mid-air, and then turned into a bright light and spread out.

In Wang Shen's eyes, Qinghui was like a sword, coming like a tide of swords. This was an astonishing sword intention.

It's too late to retreat.

Wang Shen did not retreat, he swung his sword forward, held the sword in both hands, raised it, and slashed horizontally.

He felt that his sword suddenly slowed down because the sword in his hand was colliding with the sword intent.

At this moment, Wang Shen felt like he was facing an endless ocean tide, and his knife was caught in it.

In his eyes, this invisible sword turned into a painting. The painting was filled with swords everywhere, and his sword had already cut off a corner of the painting.

When he saw Wang Shen raising his sword to hold the ray of light, the man in purple's eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.

"Impossible, impossible?!"

At this time, a man suddenly rose into the air and struck Wang Shen in the back with two maces.

Wang Shen suddenly drew his knife and retreated sharply.

Both maces failed, but the sword intention suddenly dispersed.

The man holding the mace hurriedly dodged, but cracks appeared on his armor in an instant. This was only a small part of the sword, and most of them were heading towards Wang Shen, seeming to identify him.

Wang Shen slashed with his sword horizontally, and his sword intent came to him, cutting the Qi around him, tearing his robe, leaving wounds on his body, and the blood dyed the torn clothes red.

He held the knife tightly with both hands, and the knife in his hand slashed horizontally with great effort.

Whoosh, an arrow shot through the air.

Wang Shen retreated again, but his sword intent still followed him like a shadow.

He climbed over the rock, and the sword intent chopped the rock into pieces, cutting the rock into fine powder.

Cut, retreat; cut again, retreat again.

Wang Shen's coarse clothes turned into blood, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. The sword intention is weakening, but his sword intention is strengthening.

He didn't know how many times he had cut him, and how far he had retreated. He raised the knife again, and the ink in his mind melted away and merged into this knife. The insights he had gained from cutting into the Qinghe countless times were also integrated into it. In this knife.

A horizontal slash.

That ray of light suddenly dissipated, and that ray of sword intent was finally dispersed by this slash.

Huh, hiss, Wang Shen took a long breath, and then took a deep breath.

Whoosh, a feather arrow came through the air. Wang Shen casually cut the feather arrow into two halves with a slash of his sword. Then his figure disappeared.

In the forest, the man in purple clothes and the big man holding two maces stared at the direction in which Wang Shen was escaping. Both of them were quite embarrassed.

"do you died?"

"Although I also want him to die, I always feel that he will not die so easily." The man in purple said.

The two people's eyes froze at the same time, because they saw a figure flashing twice, and the next moment it was in front of them.

"Still alive!"

Wang Shen got close and slashed horizontally, sending the purple-clothed man flying away with one strike of his sword. At the same time, he slashed the air with his palm, making the big man holding the mace take two steps back.

When the man in purple retreated, he swung his sword. The sword energy was like the wind, but it was cut off with a single blow.

Before he could hit the ground in mid-air, Wang Shen's sword struck again, one after another.

The man in purple had no room to react. His body kept retreating, breaking trees and breaking rocks. Even if he encountered any obstacles, Wang Shen would chop him with a knife and smash him into pieces.

Two feather arrows flew towards them. Wang Shen knocked them away with his backhand sword, and then slashed them with his sword again.

The man in purple had a look of panic in his eyes. He knew that if the amulet on his body was broken if this continued, it would be the day of his death.

He swung his sword like crazy, but every time he reached half way, it was broken by the sword in Wang Shen's hand.

Click, a crisp and undetectable sound. A talisman full of cracks in the body of the man in purple finally shattered, and the light on his body dispersed.

The blade fell on him, and the armor in his clothes only blocked it for a moment, and then "Hangxing" slashed across his body.

With a bang, he hit the tree, and his back was broken. The fracture was level, and it was severed by the knife that passed through his body.

Blood flowed from his wound, front and back, left and right at the same time.

After Wang Shen landed on the ground, his figure flashed and disappeared again. In just two breaths, he came to the side of the strong man holding two maces and slashed him with the knife.

In the distance, the man holding a bow and arrow was trembling slightly. Wang Shen's performance just now shocked him.

Two of the four third-level Shenxuan realm have fallen, and the remaining one is only a matter of time.

"One sword is unique, he must have received the inheritance of one sword and has understood his sword technique!"

At this time, he suddenly remembered the legend of an invincible sword, killing three first-grade heavenly beings with one sword.

In the past, Wu Er was so talented that he dominated the world for a hundred years.

The person in front of me today is not like this. A third-level Shenxuan realm single-handedly fought three great monks who were in the same realm as him. He has already defeated two of them. It is only a matter of time before the third person is left.

"Let's go! I have to take this news back."

He immediately realized that if he didn't leave now, he might not be able to leave.

So he turned around and left without hesitation, not caring about the life or death of his companions who came with him.

Just as he was about to leave, a sudden gust of wind blew up, and a person quietly approached him.

"Shen Jingsheng?!"

There was a light, and the two people were separated at the touch of a button. The man carrying the bow and arrow suddenly swept out more than thirty feet, with the bow and arrow set, moving as smoothly as clouds and flowing water.

Shen Jingsheng hurriedly dodged, narrowly dodging the arrow, but when he saw the man, he had already run away.

"It looks like I can't catch up."

In the forest, there was a clang, and a green-gold eight-sided mace fell to the ground.

The strong man had two stab wounds on his body, which cut open his armor and severed his bones. Blood dyed his clothes red and was still dripping.

"Is this the art of swordsmanship? It's really domineering!" He admired sincerely.

Wang Shen looked at him coldly, and his face under the mask turned a little white at this time.

Today's battle is quite dangerous.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" The strong man looked down at the ground and then looked up at the sky.

(End of this chapter)