Chapter 1138 Knife Shattering Style

"Venerable Sir, if you don't hand over this person, our swords will be stained with blood!"

Lingjun glanced at Venerable Fran, whose eyes were still closed, and immediately attacked the Buddhist monk. Boyong also attacked with his sword.

There is still a battle to come, and it must be fought quickly.

After regaining his breath, the sword-fighting monk pushed his junior brother behind Venerable Fran with one hand and waved his sword wildly to resist the attack of the two teenagers.

Unfortunately, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. After only ten moves, he was kicked out, but was caught by a big skinny hand.

"Senior brother, there are some things you can't avoid!"

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and snatched the sword from the monk's hand.

"you……"

Looking at the empty palms in astonishment, the sword-fighting monk was shocked. The sword he had practiced for more than 20 years was taken away so easily. The person who took the sword was his uncle who only knew how to drink.

"Crack!"

"What are you doing? Call me Uncle Master!"

The middle-aged monk returned his hand and slapped the sword-fighting monk on the forehead. Although the sword-fighting monk instinctively avoided it, he couldn't avoid it at all. Who didn't know that this uncle, who only knew how to drink, was a master and a master of using swords?

.

"Master...Uncle Master!"

He quickly and respectfully called Uncle Master.

"You, you, don't eat meat, don't drink alcohol, and you're not a womanizer. You can't even practice the Pojie Sword.

Watch carefully, this is called the breaking sword!"

After cursing, the middle-aged monk's face became angry, his power exploded, and he slashed wildly with his sword.

The violent skill formed a statue, and he also slashed it with a knife. The knife energy split the air and forcibly split the air, as if the space was shattered.

The move used was the Breaking Sword Technique, but its power was not the same.

Bo Yong and Lingjun were dumbfounded when the sky full of sword energy hit them. Their faces turned as pale as paper. They felt the terror of death and truly realized the gap between them and the strong ones.

That’s the difference between heaven and earth!

However, Shen Jingzhou naturally would not let his disciples be killed. The sword energy surged and broke the middle-aged monk's casual sword.

"Back off!"

"yes!"

Shen Jingzhou signaled his two beloved disciples to step back. Boyong and Lingjun, who had narrowly escaped death, quickly backed away and stared at the middle-aged monk in fear.

The opponent is too strong. Even if he is not as good as his master, he is certainly not far behind.

"We haven't seen each other for twelve years, right? Venerable Faye, or the grandson of King Shattering Sky Knife!"

Stepping out of the sedan chair with a sword in hand, Shen Jingzhou watched quietly as the king and grandson stood holding a sword.

This is an old acquaintance.

"I told you how I vaguely sensed a familiar energy a month ago. It turned out to be you, a neither-male nor female guy. It's not in vain that I gave up drinking for a month and practiced swordsmanship for a month!"

Murderous intent emerged. Wang Rensun had long expected this day and had been waiting for it.

As early as a month ago, he vaguely sensed a familiar energy appearing in the city, and he guessed that someone he knew was there.

Just as the twelve-year period has come, the other party must be coming with bad intentions, maybe he is here for the sake of the child.

The child had to leave safely, so he picked up a knife that he had not touched for twelve years, just to escort the child away.

This can also alleviate some of the guilt in your heart.

"I haven't operated under the knife for twelve years, what's the use of practicing for a month?"

With a chuckle, Shen Jingzhou's skills started to work, and the original green clothes slowly turned into ice blue.

Although Wang Rensun, who has not improved in twelve years, is definitely not as strong as himself, he will still be in trouble if he works hard.

You have to be more serious yourself to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

"Kill you enough!"

The killing intent became more intense, and the sword in his hand was trembling slightly, as if it would break into pieces in the next moment.

It couldn't bear the violent sword energy and was about to break.

"Blade-shattering style! You want to die with me!"

His face changed slightly, and Shen Jingzhou realized that he was in trouble.

There is a taboo move in the swordsmanship practiced by King Rensun of the Shattering Sky Knife, which is a move that will lead to mutual destruction.

It is said that Ye Dingzhi taught Fudo Myoō to Wang Rensun, and Wang Rensun combined the essence of Fudo Myoō into a single move, the Shattering Knife Style.

Arouse the potential of the body and the sword in his hand, slash the limit with a sword, and once kill the enemy beyond the level.

Although he can take this knife, he will definitely be injured.

"This move has never been used with all its strength since its creation. It is neither male nor female. Today you are lucky enough to witness its glory!"

There was a hint of ferocity in his smile. Wang Rensun had already had enough of the days of self-blame and guilt. He might as well end it today.

"madman!"

Cursing secretly, Shen Jingzhou hesitated for a moment.

Although he could take the knife, he would definitely be injured after taking it. Even if the young monk was unable to catch it in person, the mission would also fail.

"Uncle Wang, why bother trying so hard?"

Just when Wang Rensun had reached the peak of his momentum and was about to deliver that fatal blow, a jade-like palm pressed on the back of his hand, suppressing the power of the sword that was about to explode.

The sound of Uncle Wang made Wang Rensun freeze. After a moment of silence, he said bitterly: "Do you still recognize me as your uncle?"

He knew who was coming without looking.

Now the only one who can call him Uncle Wang is that child.

"My nephew was ignorant back then and wrongly blamed my uncle. My father's death had nothing to do with you, Uncle Wang. Please forgive me for my nephew's ignorance back then."

He had no intention of sincerely apologizing. Ever since he learned everything from his master, he felt guilty towards Wang Rensun.

Wang Rensun was forced to do so back then, and he already regretted it. His original words were undoubtedly a sharp knife stabbing into his heart, and he must have had a hard time these past few years.

"But I did take action against your father after all!"

He was still full of guilt. Although he was forced to do so, he did take action against his best friend.

"So you owe my father, and even more, you owe my mother."

I laughed unintentionally, not because I am afraid that you will feel guilty, but because I am afraid that you will not feel guilty.

"I knew it would be bad if I met a naughty boy. He plucked my beard back then, and now he wants me to fight for the apocalypse for you.

That’s all, that’s all, I do owe you and your family, tell me when I need to save your mother, I’ll save my knife-shattering style for you.”

With a sigh, Wang Rensun knew that this was his fate and he could not escape it.

"Your knife-breaking style has long been outdated!"

After laughing, Wu Xin took three steps forward and looked directly at Shen Jingzhou.

"Superintendent!"

He put his hands together in a salute, Wu Xin's smile remained unchanged, this person is also an acquaintance!

"Don't call me Chief Supervisor, that's what only the one in the palace can call me."

Shen Jingzhou corrected himself as the long sword returned to its sheath.

"Eunuch Jinxian!"

He chuckled lightly and changed his name unintentionally.

"You are so respectful that I am a little uncomfortable with it. Where is the evil monk in white who I drank and had a good time with?"

Looking sideways, Shen Jingzhou felt regretful.

A very interesting young monk, but unfortunately he was not from a good background, and even he could only save his life.

"At first, Eunuch Jinxian came to see the young monk for a drink, but this time he came to arrest me. Naturally, there is a difference."

Wuxin's eyes fell on the master and many brothers who walked in from the main entrance, feeling more confident.

If you, Shen Jingzhou, can still take me away, I will take your last name!

Shen Jingzhou turned around and glanced at the people coming in from behind, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Is this how you dare to show up?"

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Chapter completed!