Poor Monk! Tathagata Madman, Kill Karma and Behead Crime

　　What he wanted was to recast the hero sword, so that Jian Chen could throw away the burden and make progress together with the sword.

　　Maha Nie saw his thoughts, shook his head, turned around and called the fire unicorn, and left.

　　Count on Jian Chen, dream! .

Chapter 205

　　The fire unicorn flew away.

　　Coming and going like the wind is the best portrayal.

　　"Morning."

　　Wuming tried his best to get up and searched for Jian Chen's trace.

　　The fight between the two was earth-shattering. With Jian Chen's innate cultivation base, he was able to kill him with the energy of dissipating energy.

　　Sudden……

　　"Are you looking for him?"

　　With the sound, Jian Chen was thrown over like garbage and fell heavily to the ground, causing him to twitch naturally in pain.

　　The nameless eyelids twitched.

　　"Morning."

　　Jian Chen's condition was really miserable, his clothes were torn apart by the sword energy, and his whole body was covered with sword wounds of various sizes.

　　"Don't worry, he can't die yet, but..." Po Jun came out of the dark, with a flamboyant air, and the greedy wolf and the Heavenly Blade Punishment behind him were murderous and aggressive.

　　Wuming's eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly: "It's you, Po Jun."

　　"Of course it's my father!"

　　Po Jun's eyes were sharp, unable to hide the jealousy and hatred in his heart.

　　"I will never forget the humiliation of the sword defeat in the past, so I traveled inside and outside the empire and practiced martial arts hard, just to be able to be shamed!"

　　Wuming sighed: "Why cling to the past, we have lost too much, fame and martial arts, and in the end, we are lonely and widowed."

　　"Hum~"

　　Po Jun snorted coldly, with a cruel and proud smile on his face.

　　"It seems that you are still obsessed with that woman. You have been looking for your wife-killing enemy, but you have never been able to find it. I told you that I killed people!"

　　Pong!

　　Wuming was like being struck by lightning, his body trembled, his anger attacked his heart, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

　　"you……"

　　Seeing Wuming's appearance, Po Jun was very happy.

　　"That woman was first enjoyed by Lao Tzu, and then tortured to death a little bit, but unfortunately... you didn't see her howling."

　　Po Jun Xing raised his left hand excitedly, his eyes lit up.

　　"What's the use of her calling out your name until she dies? Your swordsmanship is better than Lao Tzu, but you can't even protect your own woman!"

　　"Beast!" Nameless like a furious lion, his right sword finger condensed his true energy, and the sword energy immediately filled the surroundings.

　　The injured Peerless World is still Peerless World, and Po Jun is just a great master.

　　"do not move!"

　　Po Jun's heart twitched violently. He had seen Wuming and Mahaxie's sword fight, and he had already extinguished his mind for a fair fight with Wuming.

　　The gap between him and the nameless is too great.

　　boom!

　　Po Jun stepped on Jian Chen's head and threatened, "I don't want his head to explode like a watermelon, so I advise you not to do it."

　　immediately.

　　At the moment of Wuming's hesitation, Po Jun's palm shot out of the air and hit Wuming's body.

　　"puff!"

　　Affected by the external force, Wuming's body was in pain, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

　　"mean!"

　　"Are you worthy of the master for doing this? The master hopes that you will inherit the sword sect and use the ten thousand swords to return to the sect to carry forward the sword sect!"

　　boom!

　　Po Jun looked ferocious, and slapped Wuming with his palm again.

　　"Since you know, why are you arguing with me, everything is above me, and let me, the young master of the Sword Sect, become a laughing stock!"

　　"puff!"

　　Wuming's injury aggravated, and his breath was weakening so badly, it was very reluctant to just stand.

　　"This is about me and you. It has nothing to do with Chen'er. If anything comes at me, let him go."

　　"he?"

　　Po Jun raised his hand and slowly pulled out the greedy wolf and the heavenly blade behind him, the murderous aura suddenly increased, and the illusion of the greedy wolf eating the sky appeared.

　　"After Lao Tzu kills you, he will naturally be released. It is not worth keeping a piece of waste material for him."

　　Po Jun did not intend to release Jian Chen immediately.

　　God knows how much power Wuming still has, but if he still has [-]% of his strength, he can kill him with a single move.

　　Wuming looked at Po Jun with complicated eyes, the young master of the dignified sword sect, actually reduced to such a level.

　　obsolete.

　　"die!"

　　The saber-breaking swords overlapped, and an extremely ferocious and vicious infuriating qi burst out from the whole body.

　　ahh~~

　　Fierce wolf howls could be heard faintly, filled with bloodthirsty greed for living beings.

　　"See the slaying wolf that I worked so hard to kill you!"

　　"kill!"

　　Po Jun shouted violently, his eyes were red, his arms swelled with surging power, and his blue veins were like horned dragons.

　　Pong!

　　The energy of killing Polang has not yet been split, and suddenly collapsed.

　　"What?" Wuming was surprised, he didn't believe that Po Jun suddenly regretted it and didn't want to kill him.

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　　This is not realistic.

　　"Forehead……"

　　Po Jun murmured in his mouth, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his whole body seemed to have been slashed by a thousand knives, and the blood erupted.

　　"why?"

　　"It is the essence of artistic conception, a spiritual attack."

　　Wuming judged the situation of breaking the army through the injury. It was a spiritual attack from someone a hundred feet away.

　　"There is such a strong mental power at a distance of hundreds of meters. Which old monster is the shot?"

　　Without the accumulation of more than a hundred years, it is impossible to have such a deep spiritual power.

　　Pfft!

　　Po Jun fell to the ground helplessly, dying.

　　"Of course you're too ugly, you're too ugly to behold." Mahanei came riding on the fire unicorn like the wind, and there were beautiful women in front and back, so he was very comfortable.

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　　He looked at Po Jun indifferently.

　　He raised his hand and sighed, and fetched the Sword Sect key in his arms.

　　Then looked at Anonymous.

　　"Forgot one more thing, hand over the key on your body to Nie, if you want to try again, Nie doesn't mind."

　　"Really? Xiaomeng."

　　Xiaomeng nodded lightly when she heard the words, and she was eager to try it out. Fighting against Wuming would be a great proof.

　　hehe~~

　　Wuming smiled bitterly, the opponent was Xiaomeng, although the outcome was unpredictable, but it was meaningless.

　　"I give you."

　　Wuming took out the key and threw it to Mahanai.

　　"Wanjian Guizong has been silent for a long time. If you are interested, please find a good talent and beautiful jade to inherit and continue the unique skills of Jianzong."

　　"Look at the mood of evil."

　　Maha Nie didn't agree or refuse, teaching martial arts secrets, it was a matter of eye and mood.

　　If he is happy.

　　Even outcasts wandering the streets, he will teach Wanjian Guizong, otherwise, if he is in a bad mood, or if he forgets it, there will be no following.

　　huh~~

　　Wuming took a deep breath and bowed his hands in a big salute, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving the lives of our master and apprentice, otherwise, our lives and deaths will be unpredictable."

　　"You are alive because there is too much nonsense in breaking the army, and the sins have turned back. It is your fate, and you don't need to thank you for your sins."