Futian swordsman

Chapter 138
Chen Wuzhen looked at the old man with a calm expression.

This old man had contact with him in the previous life before his rebirth, and he also died in his hands.

But in the life before rebirth, this person was famous for his arrogance and domineering.

Moreover, in the life before rebirth, at the very beginning, Chen Wuzhen suffered a lot from this person.

However, after Chen Wuzhen rose up and suppressed the bearded old man, this man was far from being as 'proud' as he appeared. He was greedy for life and afraid of death, even worse than Ye Qianshan.

"You mean, you are not greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Chen Wuzhen's playful eyes and that contemptuous tone almost made the bearded old man fly into a rage!

Fear of death is actually the greatest humiliation for the people of Devil Soul Hall.

After all, any cultivator in the Demon Soul Hall is almost in a state of death to practice in order to transform the Demon Soul.

People who walk on the edge of death all day, will be afraid of death?
People in Devil Soul Hall, when they are not in a real state of dying, actually never know how afraid of death they are.

Relatively speaking, someone like Ye Qianchen, who has just joined the Demon Soul Hall, is truly not afraid of death.

As for Ye Qianshan, it was obvious that he hadn't even reached the entry threshold of the Demon Soul Hall.

"Damn you!"

The bearded old man roared angrily, and his eyes shone fiercely.

He looked extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.

Such an appearance is extremely psychologically stressful for ordinary monks.

It's a pity that Chen Wuzhen has no fear.

"Well, you are indeed damned, don't worry, I will make you feel that life is worse than death, so easy to let you, the devil head of the Demon Soul Palace, die, it is really cheap for you."

Chen Wuzhen still remembered his hatred for this old man.

I tortured this person once in the previous life, and I still haven't let go of the hatred, so I will continue in this life.

As Chen Wuzhen spoke, Futian's sword intent manifested in his eyes, instantly gathering endless murderous intent.

"Sinister, trash! Back off first!"

The bearded old man was covered in blood mist, the power of the blood in his body was shattered, and the brown robe was rattling.

He scolded Ye Qianshan, don't kowtow there, it's embarrassing.

Ye Qianshan came back to his senses at this time, as if he had been pardoned, he immediately turned into blood and wanted to escape.

"puff--"

The Futian Sword Intent in Chen Wuzhen's eyes turned into substance, like a destructive flame sword, suddenly slashing towards the void.

That sword pierced Ye Qianshan in an instant, and the speed was so fast that even a bearded old man couldn't react in time.

When he realized it and wanted to make a move, Ye Qianshan had already let out a miserable cry, his body was pierced by the terrifying sword intent, and blood sprayed 3000 meters.

"what--"

Ye Qianshan howled terribly, in extreme pain, his body shook, and then exploded in the void, dying tragically on the spot.

The miserable screams were still echoing, but Ye Qianshan's exploded corpse formed a rain of blood, flying and falling in the air.

This scene, even the bearded old man, was so jealous.

His disciple!No matter how trashy he is, he is still a disciple!The process of teaching and cultivating consumes countless resources.

Not to mention, his two disciples are not just disciples in the strict sense, but a kind of demon soul clone under certain circumstances, which is equivalent to a cauldron for special offerings!

During certain battles, he could collect the demonic soul breath of the two disciples at any time, instantly boosting his combat power!
It's just that he won't use this kind of devil soul method unless it is absolutely necessary!

But he didn't want to, such a hole card was completely abolished invisibly!
"Chichi-"

At this time, Chen Wuzhen's killing sword intent turned into a real flame, burning blazingly in the blood rain.

The lumps of flesh and blood, the rain of blood, seemed to be all on fire, but within a very short period of time, they were completely burned up, turned into ashes and disappeared.

Void quickly calmed down!
""Soul Eater Devil Art"? Who are you? What a vicious method!"

The heart of the bearded old man trembled, the expression on his face became serious, and his expression was also very solemn.

"Who am I? You have no right to know!"

Chen Wuzhen spoke lightly, but he didn't care that "Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Art" was regarded as "Soul Devouring Magic Art".

"Kunpeng Swallowing the Sky Art", that is the true supreme magic skill.

But "Soul Devouring Magic Art" is just a low-level devouring evil art. How can the two be compared?

The essence, energy and soul swallowed by the "Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Art" is purely comparable to the original source, without any sequelae.

However, the essence, energy and soul devoured by the "Soul Devouring Magic Art" contained powerful negative emotions, and they were extremely mixed.Once this kind of thing is swallowed too much, it will become chaotic and have extremely terrible sequelae.

Madness, demonization, and even complete Dao Xin collapse are the final outcome.

""Soul Devouring Devil Art"! If you dare to practice this kind of art, it seems that the flames on your body are of a very high level! You think you can refine the essence and soul in Qian Shan and Qian Chen's body, but you don't know that you are dying!"

The eyes of the bearded old man were shining, and his eyes were not only fierce, but also extremely strange.

"Is it over? Is there anyone else coming? You can call a few helpers, and I'll finish it all at once."

Chen Wu really didn't bother to talk to such a self-righteous person.

"Soul Eater Magic Art" does have many disadvantages.

But what he cultivates is not.

Even if it is true, with his attainments, if he modifies it, many disadvantages can be reduced to the extreme, and there will be no sequelae at all.

"furious!"

The man with eyebrows roared angrily, as if he had finally activated some kind of heaven-defying ability he had stored at this moment.

And the previous series of performances seemed to be preparations for the activation of this special ability at the moment, and deliberately delayed.

"Well, your blood ghost banner ability can almost be activated. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Otherwise, do you think you can still live until now?"

Chen Wuzhen spoke lightly.

The bearded old man shrank his pupils, showing a look of horror: "You, who are you? How do you know so many things?!"

While the bearded old man was astonished and shocked, he instantly unleashed a blood-colored heavy knife.

As soon as the blood-colored heavy knife came out, the sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored light and shadow.

An incomparably thick and terrifying bloody aura emanated from his blood knife.

"The sword breaks the sky!"

He shouted angrily, and on the heavy knife, there was a bloody ancient aura, which formed a whole with the power of his blood, as if the lore will to kill on the heavy knife was completely gathered, and it was in harmony with the heavy knife. The breath of the devil soul contained in the knife and the soul of the weapon in the horcrux completely resonated.

"die!"

He shouted angrily, and slashed out with a knife, slaying endless murderous knife intent!
Yes, with the demonic soul as the hub, the life essence and blood as the blood sacrifice, and the soul of the horcrux as the guide, it communicates with the vitality of the heaven and the earth, and blazes out a lore sword intent!
(End of this chapter)