Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 260 Untouchable Xuanmen Sword Seed!All Dharmas and Taoism ([-] in [-])

Overbearing sword species, talent can last for thousands of years.

Five years passed, and this man returned to the Xuantian Pavilion, still as before, with the image of sword intent, domineering and shocking aura, strong means, and ruthless heart.

"Overbearing sword species...it really is him...exactly the same as the rumors."

"This man has no taboos, lawlessness...he...he has no human emotions at all."

"Too...too cruel...he...did he kill Senior Sister Jiang? My God...Senior Sister Ning is right in front of you."

At this moment, everyone was so frightened by Feng Wannian's methods and cruelty that they could not speak, their hearts trembled, as if they were walking on thin ice.

Most of these disciples started in sequence within five years of Feng Wannian's disappearance. Even so, they had more or less heard of the reputation of the domineering sword species.

Xuanmen spent a lot of time and money, and the sword species just created is not human, like a monster, and a different species is king, and it can be called invincible among its peers.

It is said that this lunatic was like an evil spirit back then, beheading more than 300 children of the same age.

However, the legend is just a legend after all, and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

But today, Feng came back.

This man is even more unbelievable than rumored.

In broad daylight and under the eyes of everyone, he seriously injured a Lingmen disciple in front of Ning Huanzhen, severely suppressed Jiang Chuyin, beat her to death, and even nailed her in front of the [Lingmen] gate.

"He... is really a domineering sword..."

Chen Wangdu looked at the scene in front of him with a dazed expression. Although he had been in Xuantian Pavilion for many years and even had rich experience in grassroots work, he had never seen such a battle.

Feng Wannian is really a scorpion who dares to be so lawless in the Xuantian Pavilion, and he is alone (poisonous).

"Feng Wannian, you are crazy!"

At this moment, Ning Zhenzhen finally couldn't bear it any longer. She let out a low growl, revealing deep anger, and her erratic figure was like a howling wind, and she had already photographed Jiang Chuyin who was nailed to the bronze door.

This arrogant girl of the Spiritual Sect who was originally invincible, now her spirit is like a thread, and there is a ray of fire in her heart, which seems to be extinguished at any time.

With such a heavy injury, he has almost reached the gate of hell.

Thinking of this, the anger in Ning Zhenzhen's eyes almost gushed out, and he looked at Feng Wannian with a little more serious eyes.

"In broad daylight, mutilating your fellow disciples in public... Feng Wannian, do you know what a serious crime this is?" Ning Zhenzhen shouted in a deep voice.

The gate rules of Xuantian Pavilion, the first rule of the first chapter, whoever violates the law, harms the same door, colludes with the market... and other ten crimes are equivalent to treason, and should be punished according to the law.

Today in front of this spirit gate, Feng Wannian seriously injured the disciples of the spirit gate, followed by the suppression of Jiang Chuyin. At least dozens of pairs of eyes were watching, not to mention that Ning was really present.

"Senior Sister Ning, I'm going to kill you...how about it? If you can convict me..."

Feng Wannian looked indifferent, his cold eyes swept across the half-dead Jiang Chuyin.

"I want to see if the museum will punish me for this trash..."

"you……"

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes were wide open, and he was short of breath for a while, but he didn't know what to do.

Feng Wannian is right, he is a sword of the Xuanmen, domineering, and the museum has spent many resources on him, how much price and painstaking efforts have been paid.

In a sense, Feng Wannian is not just an individual, he is also an extremely important wealth and treasure of Xuantian Pavilion.

Not to mention that Jiang Chuyin is not dead yet, even if Jiang Chuyin dies later, nothing will happen to Feng Wannian in the museum.

Apart from other things, Xuanmen will be the first to jump out and try to protect Feng Wannian.

Compared to this domineering sword species, who died as an ordinary disciple, how can Xuan Tianguan's years of painstaking efforts be wasted because of her?

Besides, she may not have been killed by Feng Wannian...

Although everyone saw Feng Wannian's attack, it was also possible that Jiang Chuyin's body had problems before Feng Wannian's attack, but no one noticed.

So from this perspective, Jiang Chuyin's death has nothing to do with Feng Wannian.

Standing on the domineering sword... No, standing on the standpoint of justice, if Feng Wannian is accused of mutilating his fellow disciples, it would be a blasphemy of the law, a trampling of justice, and irresponsibility of the hearts of the world.

Therefore, Jiang Chuyin's death was obviously her own fault, and it had nothing to do with Feng Wannian anyway.

At this moment, the rhetoric of [Xuanmen] appeared in Ning Huanzhen's mind.

"Do you really think I dare not touch you?"

Ning Zhenzhen clenched his fists tightly, and the intent of killing suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

She is a senior sister of Lingmen and a female official in the palace. If she doesn't have any attitude towards this matter today, then don't mess around in the future.

"You can try...see if you can suppress me before these people die."

Feng Wannian had no taboos, his cold eyes swept over everyone's faces.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and deep fear and horror emerged from their trembling faces.

The implication is that this domineering sword has no regard for their lives at all. If Ning Zhenzhen dared to make a move, he would kill them and let them all be buried with him.

"Is this lunatic... really lawless?"

"My mother... nothing is taboo... it really is nothing... he doesn't take people as his life?"

"This lunatic... is he really not afraid of anything?"

Everyone's hearts trembled, and waves rose suddenly. After seeing Jiang Chuyin's fate, they did not doubt Feng Wannian's wild words at all.

"Senior Sister Ning, if you want to make a move, don't hold back."

Feng Wannian's indifferent gaze swept over Ning Huanzhen's face, and there was a hint of aloofness and disdain in his deep eyes.

In the eyes of this domineering sword species, even Ning Zhenzhen is just a mortal, essentially no different from Jiang Chuyin.

"let's go."

Feng Wannian walked straight past Ning Huanzhen without even looking at her again.

Li Mo followed closely behind, but he didn't realize it.

Today, he has a new understanding of Lao Feng. With such a backer in the Xuantian Pavilion, his waist is naturally harder, and his head is raised by three points. Disciple, couldn't help laughing.

"Old Feng, you are really a big devil who kills people without blinking an eye."

"Each each other."

"Assignment and acceptance."

Feng Wannian met Li Mo with a glance, chatting and laughing, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Ning...Senior Sister Ning...can we just let this matter go?"

At this moment, someone finally dared to step forward and ask Ning Zhenzhen.

Jiang Chuyin's life and death are unpredictable. If they let it go like this and spread the news, outsiders will think that their Lingmen is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will.

"You go and sue... you can sue wherever you can..." Ning really gritted his teeth.

At this time, they have nothing to do but complain.

The final result is that the high-level people are arguing with each other, and in the end it doesn't matter. If it is said that they want small punishments and big punishments, they will punish Feng Wannian...

Ning really looked at Jiang Chuyin in his arms, and shook his head immediately.

Even if it was Jiang Chuyin's life, Feng Wannian would not be punished.

You know, that is a domineering sword, and the backstage is as tough as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy Xuangen, and ordinary people can't shake it at all.

"Who is that young man next to Feng Wannian?"

At this moment, Ning Zhenzhen suddenly asked.

"Li Mo... Li Mo from Luofu Mountain, a newcomer who just entered Beijing..." Someone whispered, telling the story.

"So it's him!?" Ning Zhenzhen whispered softly.

The broken magic knife, the death of Ye Bufan, the disturbance of the warden... Although these things were suppressed by the Xuantian Pavilion, Ning is really not an ordinary person after all, and he has heard about the secrets inside.

This disciple of Luofu Mountain was mentioned all over the place.

"Heir of the Black Sword... unexpectedly mixed up with Feng Wannian." Ning Zhenzhen frowned, revealing a dignified expression.

"Senior Sister Ning, what should we do now?"

"Report this matter first... Although he is a Xuanmen sword type, he can't run amok, someone must restrain him..." Ning Zhenzhen said in a deep voice.

A sword, no matter how sharp it is, is useless if it cannot be driven and hurts the owner instead.

Even a divine sword needs a scabbard to restrain its sharpness.

For a domineering sword, his specialness can only be within certain rules.

"in addition……"

Ning Zhenzhen lowered his eyes, looking at Jiang Chuyin who could barely detect his breath.

"Find Jiang Chen for me."

"Jiang Chen from Martial Dao Mountain!?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Ever since he was summoned by [Wu Zong], Jiang Chen's name had already spread in Xuantian Pavilion. It can be said that he is now a celebrity in the capital.

"I'm going right now."

As soon as the voice fell, someone turned and left.

"Feng Wannian... I don't know how much commotion you will make when you come back this time."

Ning really had deep eyes, looking thoughtfully at the direction Feng Wannian was going away.

"You are not the most special... In the Xuantian Pavilion, there is always someone who can overwhelm you."

Having said that, Ning really hugged Jiang Chuyin, turned around and walked towards the Lingmen.

She knew very well that Feng Wannian was back, and now many people knew about it.

This man's return will definitely cause quite a disturbance. As for whether Jiang Bo can calm down, it depends on how big the disturbance is.

……

In the depths of Xuantian Pavilion.

In front of the gloomy black palace, a bright lamp shines outside the gate of the palace, the dim yellow light suddenly flickers, the flame heart flickers, and suddenly points in one direction.

"Brother, your heart is disturbed..."

Outside the palace gate, a young monk's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help looking at the gate of the palace.

As the youngest Dharma monk in Tianchan Mountain, Wuxiang knows what this lamp means.

When he was six years old, his senior brother, who was only two years older than him, was taken away from Tianchan Mountain and went straight to Xuantian Pavilion in the capital.

Now more than ten years have passed, even if he stepped into the capital as the strongest successor of Tianchan Mountain, it is still difficult to match the brilliance of this former senior brother.

There is no other reason, but because people are one of the three major swords of Xuanmen.

"He is back……"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the black hall, revealing a trace of loneliness and deepness.

"Him!?" Wuxiang's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a puzzled expression.

"Overbearing sword species..."

The contemptuous voice sounded again, and when the name was mentioned, there was a sense of heaviness in it.

"Overbearing sword species...Senior brother, that is an existence that is as famous as you!?" Wu Xiang changed color slightly.

Among the three major sword types in Xuanmen, the Tianxiang sword type is the most magnificent, and the domineering sword type is the most vicious... As for the sword type awakened by his senior brother, it is the most mysterious.

"Feng Wannian...Five years have passed, and you are still back...and you have embarked on a different path."

"Senior brother, you mean..."

"If this person returns, he will go to Fumo Temple, Wuxiang, you go... This is your chance."

A faint voice came from the gloomy black hall.

"But..." Wuxiang hesitated a little.

"I know that you have other opportunities besides Tianchan Buddhism... This will be your greatest fortune."

"Senior brother, how are you..."

The faceless complexion suddenly changed, as if someone had discovered the biggest secret in his life.

"Grasp the possibility of thousands of changes... This is the true meaning of infinity."

The faint voice was swaying and rippling like a gentle wind.

In an instant, the flickering light suddenly stopped, and the peace and harmony of the past were restored.

"Immeasurable Sword Species!"

Wu Xiang took a deep look at the gloomy black palace, then turned and left without looking back.

……

"Old Feng, it turns out that you were born in the Xuantian Pavilion, and you are really hiding it."

On the way, Li Mo stared at Feng Wannian, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Xuanmen swordsmanship is no small matter, such an identity, such strength, such talent... It is unbelievable and unbelievable to hide in Luofu Mountain.

"This……"

Feng Wannian glanced at Li Mo, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although the Xuanmen sword is famous, it is also full of calamities, and it is difficult to overcome the calamity."

"How to say?" Li Mo noticed something strange and couldn't help asking.

"Have you heard of... Xuantian Daozhong?" Feng Wannian asked without answering.

"The unparalleled species in ancient times, the first child in the world!?"

"That's right." Feng Wannian took a deep look at Li Mo, and then nodded emphatically.

"That is the ambition of His Majesty Shenzong, and it is also the greatest good fortune in the past and present... If the Dao seed is successful, the world will be invincible, break the laws of heaven and earth, and become the king of all ages."

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian sighed quietly, his eyes almost congealed into a line.

"Xuanmen sword species is derived from the [Tao Seed]... One can produce all kinds of dharma, and only the sword species has great supernatural powers... If the Dao Seed is born, the impact can be imagined."

"then you……"

Feng Wannian raised his hand and pressed falsely, interrupting Li Mo's words.

"Back then, when I became a sword species, I really felt this unimaginable power... Realm, cultivation base, artistic conception... It was almost at your fingertips, as easy as drinking water and eating, and I reached it in a very short period of time, which is difficult for others to achieve in a lifetime realm."

Feng Wannian's complexion gradually turned cold.

"But...it was only at this time that I vaguely sensed...that Dao Seed...is actually alive."

"What?" Li Mo couldn't help but move: "Alive?"

"All dharmas follow the Tao, ten thousand arts cultivate seeds... In the end, I am nothing more than his accumulation."

Feng Wannian's voice was terrifying, as if it came from a boundless abyss, threatening to kill thousands.

　Finally came alive! ! !

　
(End of this chapter)