Infamous system

Shen Boyuan thought about making big things into small things, and small things into small things.But Mo Wuzheng directly proposed a competition in the name of sword repair, Shen Bo couldn't refuse at all.

Once Master Yunyang's understanding of kendo reaches the level, he no longer needs to rely on the power of famous swords, everything can become a deadly weapon in his hands.

Shen Bo usually practiced swords, and he could use a peach blossom branch as a weapon.There is no need for the shape of the sword, only the intent of the sword is used, and thousands of sword moves can be made with the whirl of the mind.Nowadays, when fighting against juniors, drawing the sword means winning without fighting.Shen Bo sincerely apologized, so naturally he couldn't draw his sword.

It was inevitable that innocent people would be injured during the fight, so the three came to a wasteland outside the city.

Mo Wuzheng took out the Shadow Bearing Sword, this sword ranked third in the list of weapons in the world of cultivating immortals.He opened his posture, waiting for the man in white to draw his sword.

Shi Wuzheng is full of confidence, he has practiced the Shadow Bearing Sword Art to the eighth stage, when he uses it, he can form 64 phantoms around his body, attacking the opponent together.Often before the enemy can tell which one is his real body, they are pierced through the chest by the Chengying sword.Moreover, Mo Wuzheng has challenged several masters, so far he has not lost a single one.

Unexpectedly, the sword repairman in white took his time and used spiritual energy to build a protective shield around Wei Xianghe's body.Then he picked up a dead branch from the ground and held it loosely with one hand, as if he had no fighting spirit and wanted to admit defeat in advance.

"Pull out your sword! I don't have the rule of admitting defeat early." Mo Wuzheng made a movement of cutting his throat.The world of cultivating immortals has always been cruel, and deaths and injuries during competitions are common.What he means is that as long as Shen Bo admits defeat, he will take Shen Bo's life.

"Bold and lunatic, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!" Wei Xianghe shouted angrily when he saw that Mo Wuzheng was so rude to Shen Bo.Wei Xianghe only hated himself for not being able to cultivate, for not being able to teach this villain in front of his master.

At this level, Mo Wuzheng's initial favorable impression towards Wei Xianghe has all disappeared.Now he just wants to beat up this pretending white-clothed swordsman, and vent his anger on himself.

"Xianghe, don't be rude." Shen Bo himself didn't care about Mo Wuzheng's provocation, but he had no choice but to anger the apprentice he taught. "Friend Daoist Mo, I hope you don't worry about what happened just now. To express my apologies, this deity will let you do something."

"The tone is quite loud! Are you ready to apologize with death?" Mo Wuzheng laughed in his heart that an unknown person dared to call himself the deity, so he stopped talking nonsense with this person.Seeing that he was standing still, he was really in a posture that allowed him to make a move, so he raised his sword and rushed over.

Shi Wuzheng was extremely fast, and even left afterimages in place.He mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and poured all of it into the blade, ready to take away Shen Bo's life with a blow with all his strength.

As everyone knows, the speed that Mo Wuzheng is proud of is still too slow in Shen Bo's eyes, he only raised his foot and moved a small step sideways, Mo Wuzheng wiped Shen Bo's sleeves and rushed to the rear.

He couldn't hold back his strength until he hit a thick dead tree, and the aura in the sword directly split the whole tree.Mo Wuzheng understood that he had underestimated the enemy, the moment he turned around, he immediately cast the Eight Layers of Shadow Bearing, and transformed into 64 figures around Shen Bo.

Wei Xianghe knew that this move came from a hidden sect——Chengyingmen. According to legend, it is a unique technique of the sect, the highest level is nine, and it can transform countless magic tricks.With the naked eye alone, there is no difference.

These figures rushed up together, sword lights intertwined, enveloping Shen thin like a net of heaven and earth.Seeing this move, the senior monks couldn't help but panic, Wei Xianghe broke into a cold sweat for Shen Bo.

Shen Bo has his own unique rhythm in doing things, the more critical the more calm.He did not follow the method of ordinary monks, pouring spiritual energy into his eyes, looking for Mo Wuzheng hidden in the phantom.

Instead, he stood alone on the spot, waiting for the dense crowd of figures to approach him, and 64 sword lights blocked all of Shen Bo's way out.

Mo Wuzheng saw that he was caught without a fight, he didn't show mercy, and his sword speed became even faster.After all, this person can escape his full blow, if he grows up, he will definitely defeat him in time.

An inch closer, that person will die under his sword, Shi Wuzheng felt a burst of joy.Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and then, the mighty sound of swords pierced the sky, like a dragon roaring down, smashing through layers of dark clouds.

Shen Bo raised his hand to catch the dead branch thrown into the air just now, and put his hands behind his back calmly.

The move just now was called Breaking Dawn, and it was Shen Bo's own sword formula.With the help of dead branches, the surging sword intent in the heart is transformed into an external form, and it falls from the air with a thousand-ton force, which can be said to break all spells with one sword.

When Mo Wuzheng came back to his senses, the Yingying Sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces.

"how dare you?"

Mo Wuzheng couldn't believe that Cheng Ying, who had been famous for a long time, was cut off by a dead tree branch that can be seen everywhere.What's more, this sword is the treasure of the town school that the head borrowed from him to teach him how to face the master when he goes back.

Seeing the blown appearance of the kendo junior, Shen Bo was a little embarrassed.In fact, Shen Bo couldn't be blamed for the broken Chengying sword, he just didn't expect the sword to be so fragile.Obviously in the timeline, after Shen Bo was expelled from the Immortal Cultivation World, the protagonist Gonghui became the No.

"I knew I should hold back some strength." Hearing 556's lament, Shen Bo followed with emotion.

Wei Xianghe took it for granted.In his eyes, the master is the strongest in the world, even if there are some twists and turns on the way, the final winner can only be the master.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is superior to mine. I wonder if you can leave your name? Mo will come to ask for advice in the future."

After all, he is the son of destiny, Mo Wuzheng can bend and stretch, he quickly regained his composure, lowered his attitude and respectfully asked for advice.

"My Dao name is Master Yunyang." Shen Bo waved his sleeves and replied warmly. "I have no intention of destroying your sect's supreme treasure. This method is a heaven-level sword art. You can bring it back so that you can return to the master."

Shen Bo took out a jade slip from the interspatial ring and handed it to Mo Wuzheng.

Mo Wuzheng grew up listening to the deeds of Immortal Yunyang, and had many imaginations about the number one swordsman in the world.But he never thought that the real person would be so gentle and kind, without the slightest sharpness of a swordsman.

He took the jade slip from Bai Jiu's slender palm, and when he put away the broken sword and was about to leave, he turned around and asked, "Immortal Yunyang, I have worshiped you since I was a child, but I have never seen you. Can I see you?" What does it look like?"

The white-clothed swordsman nodded, and then the sword aura surged all over his body, and the white gauze hanging from the bamboo hat fluttered in the wind, revealing a face covered by the white gauze.

Later, when the brothers and sisters in Chengyingmen asked Mo Wuzheng what Yunyang Xianjun looked like, he leaned against the door frame holding the broken sword, and replied seemingly uninterested: "It's nothing special, just like The morning flowers and evening water in Chengyingmen are nothing but mortal things."

Chaohua and Xishui are two kinds of poisons unique to Chengyingmen. One smells to confuse people's mind, and the other is drunk to dream of death.

I don't know which kind of poison Mo Wuzheng has been poisoned, or if he has been poisoned by all of them.

Wei Xianghe didn't want his master to show his face in front of Mo Wuzheng, so he carefully arranged the bamboo hat for Shen Bo on the way back.Thinking that Mo Wuzheng is a defeated general, why should Master treat him so well?

But Wei Xianghe didn't say directly, he was afraid that Master would discover his terrible possessiveness.Just taking advantage of the salty sea breeze in Zhucheng, he told Shen Bo to wear a bamboo hat.

Shen Bo didn't doubt him, and let Wei Xianghe tidy up the bamboo hat he was wearing.

The law revision event was held as scheduled.

Shen Bo watched two lectures by formation monks, and finally figured out a way.Thinking of gaining true knowledge through practice, he bought some materials and took them to a place outside the city where no one was around to describe the formation.

When he went out to portray for the first time, Shen Bo didn't bring Wei Xianghe with him.After returning, Shen Bo found that Wei Xianghe had a strange attitude and followed him wherever he went.It was hard to figure out that he wanted to go with him.

Facing the stubborn protagonist, Shen Bo is always very helpless, so he had no choice but to agree to Wei Xianghe's request.But it was agreed in advance that only Wei Xianghe was allowed to follow, and he was not allowed to point fingers.

In order to seek psychological comfort, Shen Bo also tried his best.

The grand ceremony of law cultivation is coming to an end, and Shen Bo's array spells have also achieved some success.Went to the store to buy a few formation flags, and Shen Bo was going to practice depicting flying sand and stone formations for the last time.

Shen Bo and Wei Xianghe went to the place where the battle was set before.Shen Bo laid out the formation flags according to the direction, and before the connection between the flags was established, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, it was like an enhanced version of flying sand and stone formation.

Shen Bo tried to build a protective barrier with spiritual power, but found a dull pain in his meridians.This formation restricts monks from using spiritual power!

Unable to use spiritual power, Shen Bo couldn't take out the magic weapon in the space ring.Not knowing the purpose of those who set up the formation, Shen Bo did not attack the meridian rashly, and used his body to protect Wei Xianghe in his arms.Compared with Wei Xianghe's mortal body, the monk's physical body is extremely strong, not to mention that Shen Bo is a swordsman who practices physical skills.

Wei Xianghe once again felt powerless and could only survive under the protection of his master.In the past, he didn't feel anything in the fairy gate, but now that he was in danger, Wei Xianghe hoped that he was a monk, so that he would not hold back Master, and could fight side by side with Master.

Seeing Wei Xianghe frowning, Shen Bo understood what he was thinking.Comfortingly said: "It's okay, Master will protect you."

"Little Yunyang, return my darling to me quickly, and I will not harm your life." There was a shriek of screams, like a ghost crawling into the world from a dark underworld.

A man in a black robe slowly approached the two of them.There was no flesh and blood on his body, only a skeleton remained, and there was a blue-gray flame in his head.

"Ghost repair?" Shen Bo was a little surprised.

"When this deity was alive, his Taoist name was Ling Jian. You became famous late, Yunyang boy, and you have never heard that this deity is normal." The flame in the head of the ghost cultivator flickered, and his voice became like a living person. "Give me my darling, and I'll let you go right away."

"Are you Ling Jian?" Shen Bo's eyes became dim, but the environment was dim, and the other two didn't notice.