Fa Chi saw Zhu Yushou's eyes lit up, and his face was solemn, and the demeanor of a generation of monks was immediately revealed. The delicate and elegant white face immediately added a bit of majesty.

But that majesty immediately turned into a helplessness and smiled at Zhu Yushou:

"I admire the donor's talent, but for some reason, I had to give up my original intention, causing the donor to die. I dare not ask the donor for forgiveness, and only sighed that I was very guilty."

Then he held his left palm up on his chest and performed a solemn Buddhist ceremony to show respect.

Zhu Yushou showed a sarcastic smile and said:

"I am a white-clothed sword monk. I can kill people so elegantly and have no murderous aura. The demeanor of Master Fa Chi is truly admired by me and other secular people."

"It's a sin!" A dazzling sword light burst out from the Fa Chi Wuchen sword, his face was calm, but his eyes were filled with unbearable feelings.

The sword light had not arrived, but a ray of thunderous sword energy had already hit Zhu Yushou's neck.

Zhu Yushou had only one foot of the long sword left in his hand, and he could not reach the point where he stabbed the magic cy.

So he naturally thought that Zhu Yushou would open his long sword again, or move his body a few feet away from the sword edge.

But either of these two options is a dead end.

If Zhu Yushou's broken sword opens the long sword that pierces the neck again, it will only be cut off by the sharpness of his Wuchen Sword again. By then, he will definitely die when facing his Wuchen Sword without any armed force.

If Zhu Yushou's body moves left and right and dodges, then the next move of Fachachi "Buddha is destined to be" will instantly slash horizontally, and the sword force is enough to cover his left and right, and Zhu Yushou will still die without a doubt.

However, when he saw Zhu Yushou's pupils suddenly shrank, his body became half shorter, and his body slid into the arms of Fabi like a fish swimming in the waves.

The broken sword in his hand pierced out like lightning. Before Fa Chi could withdraw the long sword that was attacked, the broken sword in Zhu Yushou's hand had cut through the collar of his waist.

Fa Chi took three steps back, but she was shocked and sweated in cold sweat on her back.

What Zhu Yushou had just used was a move of swimming fish in "The Sword Technique of Waves", and Fa Chi had also seen the Zhu family's children use it.

But he really couldn't imagine that someone could practice such an introductory martial arts as "The Wave Sword Technique" to such an extent.

He was very regretful of being conceited and underestimating the enemy. If Zhu Yushou hadn't had a broken sword in his hand, then he would have been seriously injured under Zhu Yushou's sword.

Zhu Yushou was not discouraged at all. The broken sword in his hand revealed countless sword shadows, as if ripples appeared again, and waves rushed towards the Fazi.

Each sword shadow has its own route, and has no influence on each other. The boundless attack is like mercury pouring into the ground, and it is everywhere.

It is also like the long spring water, gentle and unable to withstand a trace of resistance.

A golden light flashed in Fa Chi's eyes again, and he cheered: "What a trick to have no waves in spring! Let's see if my monk's bright mirror is coming to destroy you."

As the Wuchen sword stabbed out in his hand, a golden energy suddenly surged out from his body, completely wrapping up Zhu Yushou's thousands of sword shadows.

After fighting until now, Fa Chi has already understood that Zhu Yushou's swordsmanship is not inferior to him. He just fights against moves, and the outcome is unpredictable. The only way is to rely on his cultivation that is several times stronger than the opponent to break the cleverness with strength.

Zhu Yushou let out a light exclamation, and felt that the broken sword in his hand suddenly became ten thousand times heavier.

It was originally like swimming in the water, and every sword used it would move along the water, extremely round and soft, but now it seems like it is trapped in a mud, and it is impossible to spread it even if it is half a minute.

"With my great perfection of Qi Realm, the gap between me and these real young talents is still too big."

Zhu Yushou sighed helplessly, suddenly lifted his true energy to the limit, and pushed the broken sword to stab the golden light.

With a loud bang, Zhu Yushou's broken sword had already broken through the defense of the sword energy of the magic sword and stabbed his chest.

However, the two of them have too much difference in strength and weapons.

Before the broken sword reached Fa Chi's chest, it suddenly turned into a ball of powder!

Immediately afterwards, my chest hurt and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood. My whole body flew backwards, hitting heavily on the wall, and landing depressedly.

It turns out that although Fa Chi cannot break Zhu Yushou's sword moves, his cultivation level in "Salan Sword Qi Art" is too deep.

At the time of the fight, the domineering sword energy completely destroyed the broken sword in Zhu Yushou's hand.

However, after Zhu Yushou's broken sword was shattered, the strong sword force did not completely dissipate. Wherever he reached, Fa Chi's chest and clothes were broken.

However, it was the last moment of strength. Although the sword was sharp, it could not hurt him at all.

"Thank you for your help!"

Among the four female assassins, the assassin pretending to be a singer gave a blessing to Fa Chi. Then, with the other three companions, he raised his sword to stab Zhu Yushou, who fell seriously injured and had no power to resist.

A trace of complexity flashed in Facha's eyes, but he only sighed without stopping.

"Who dares to hurt my young master of the Zhu family?"

Just as Zhu Yushou closed his eyes and waited for death, a murderous shout came, and then a white figure broke into the door from outside the Accord like lightning.

The man was still free in the air, but the sharp and solemn sword energy had already attacked the four female assassins like a strong wind.

"What a great master!"

A trace of horror flashed in Fa Chi's eyes. The high martial arts skills and strong murderous aura were rare in life.

The four female assassins were forced by this murderous intent and their hair stood up, as if they had fallen into the cold winter month in spring.

Needless to kill Zhu Yushou, the four female assassins danced quickly in their hands, and the sharp sword lights intertwined and shuttled each other, instantly turning into a huge sword net, blocking them in front of them.

"clang--"

A long sound of gold and iron clashing throughout the audience, and Fa Chi's face changed again.

This long sound was composed of four extremely short sounds of intercourse.

But the person who came to attacked was too fast, and the long sword in his hand fought with the short blades in his hands one after another.

However, these four attacks were completely completed between lightning and fire. When others heard it, it seemed that there was only a sound of gold and iron clashing.

The four female assassins only felt the short blade in their hands tremble, and a irresistible force penetrated the short blade.

In an instant, a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. His graceful bodies were about a foot away, and he was about to the ground, with no more blood on his face.

"Good sword technique!"

Fa Chi's eyes lit up. The man had already stood in front of the four female assassins, with a sword in his hand crossed, protecting them behind him.

The person who came was the deadly scholar. He looked at Fa Chi with murderous intent, then turned around and clasped his fists at Zhu Yushou, and said loudly intently: "The deacon of the Zhu family, I have seen the young master."

"I became a disciple and deacon in such a short time, and the deadly scholar stood up faster than I thought."

The movement here has alarmed many people at this time. Although they are afraid of trouble, no one comes to watch.

But there should be many people who are secretly paying attention to this place. Zhu Yushou was unwilling to expose his relationship with the deadly scholar, so he had to pretend to be grateful:

"I thank the deacon for help. I dare to ask for the name of Gao, and I will definitely report it to you in the future!"

"Young Master, don't be polite. As a guest of the Zhu family, this is my duty. After I take care of this bold bald donkey, I will talk to you."

After saying that, the scholar's deathly sword clamped his chest and fingered the scattered finger, a breathtaking murderous aura slowly came out, as if even the air had frozen a little.

"Amitabha--"

The Dharmabi whispered the Buddha's name, held a sword in both hands, and stood up in front of his chest, making a gesture of worshiping the Buddha.

A golden Buddha light sword energy with a solemn appearance penetrated into his body, confronting the murderous ambition emitted by the deadly scholar.

In an instant, in the small Accord, the cold murderous aura and the golden Buddha light were each on half of the side. They were constantly entangled and fought each other, and they were about to suppress the other party.

The sharp sword energy scattered everywhere, and the howling sound of breaking through the air echoed back and forth, which was breathtaking.

Feeling the sword energy rising from their bodies, Zhu Yushou stroked his chest and slowly retreated out of the Accord.

The four female assassins also stood up with support and walked out the door tremblingly.

Neither side attacked each other, for fear that once they took action, they would accidentally touch the tense aura of the deadly scholar and Fa Chi, which attracted the attacks of the two.

They knew in their hearts that the sword energy accumulated by these two people had reached the extreme, and they gathered huge force like two full bowstrings.
Chapter completed!