cosplay in the heavens

Chapter 104 Suppression of Zhu Youwen

Facing the fragment of the small silver shield, Ling Xiaozi lost his composure so much, Chen Yu couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

What he regards as waste in the world of mythology, but in this plane of bad people, is regarded as supreme iron by the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect. This is the gap between the two worlds!

Arching his hands at the opponent, Chen Yu said: "All these things should be regarded as my compensation for breaking the Tianshan sword formation, and I ask Master Ling to accept them."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaozi quickly grasped the fragments of the Tai'a sword and the small silver shield in his hands and looked at them for a while, his eyes were fiery.

Noticing the gazes of Chi Meng, Liu Yi and others, Ling Xiaozi realized his gaffe, coughed dryly, and said with a smile: "I made everyone laugh."

"Young Master Zhu, I accept your kindness with a smile. If there is anything we can use in the future, it's okay!"

Nodding his head, he ordered Duowentian to put away the Longquan sword. Chen Yu said, "Since the Longquan sword has been recast, it's time for us to leave here."

As soon as the words were finished, a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect suddenly rushed in in a panic, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "Zhang Zhang... Master, it's not good!"

Frowning slightly, Ling Xiaozi looked at the flustered disciple in front of him, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he couldn't help reprimanding: "What's so flustered, it's really embarrassing to our Sword Sect."

Lowering his head in shame, the disciple hurriedly said: "Master, a red-haired young man came outside and said he was going to snatch Longquan away, and he has injured several of us."

"What? Someone dares to act presumptuously in our Sword Building?"

Ling Xiaozi's face darkened, and he immediately cupped his hands at Chen Yu and the others, then quickly turned around and walked outside the ancient temple.

"Red-haired youth?"

Blinking his eyes, Chi Meng held the jade flute in his hand, pressed it against his chin and asked curiously: "Could it be that the Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion offended someone, and now they are here?"

"But... that red-haired young man seems to be aiming at Longquan Sword." Liu Yi couldn't help but said.

Raising his hand and touching his chin, a figure immediately appeared in Chen Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but murmured, "Could it be him?"

"Who is it?" Chi Meng asked.

Smiling, Chen Yu said: "Go and take a look, you will know everything."

Seeing Chen Yu walking towards the gate of the palace, Duo Wentian and the others looked at each other and quickly followed.

In front of the Tianshan Jianjian Pavilion, a red-haired young man in black gold armor grabbed the neck of a Tianshan Sword Sect disciple with one hand and threw him out like a sandbag.

Black air entangled his whole body, and a burst of cultivation at the early stage of the Meridian Opening Realm was like entering an uninhabited realm, and more than ten disciples had been injured to the ground.

Looking at the several people paralyzed on the ground with contemptuous eyes, the ghost king Zhu Youwen snorted coldly with his hands behind his back: "This is the disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect? They are all a bunch of trash!"

"I heard that you have some kind of Tianshan Sword Formation, why don't you use it now?"

Kicking away the disciple at his feet, Zhu Youwen said loudly, "Where is the Longquan sword? Hand it over quickly!"

"Bold, who dares to be presumptuous in front of my Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion?!"

Quickly walking out of the palace gate, Ling Xiaozi's eyes flicked over several seriously injured disciples who fell to the ground, his face sank immediately, veins bulged on his forehead, and he said angrily.

Raising his eyelids, he glanced at Ling Xiaozi indifferently. Ghost King Zhu Youwen sneered and said, "You are the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect? Hand over the Longquan Sword if you are interested, otherwise..."

There was a cold light in his eyes, Zhu Youwen sneered and said, "Don't blame me for killing people here today."

"You dare?!"

Pointing to the ground, Ling Xiaozi's figure swayed, and with a wave of his right hand, even several ancient swords shot up into the sky, wrapped in a strong wind, and pierced towards Zhu Youwen's chest.

Seeing several ancient swords attacking, Zhu Youwen strode forward, black air billowed from both fists, and he swung them directly to smash them.

"when!"

There was a piercing metallic chatter.

Zhu Youwen's two fists, instead of being stabbed by several ancient swords, smashed them away and fell to the ground with several bangs.

"This…"

Eyelids twitched quickly, Ling Xiaozi just stepped into the state of opening the pulse with one foot, and instantly noticed Zhu Youwen's strength.

"Arrangement!"

With a low shout, more than ten disciples poured out from the ancient palace behind them, holding long swords, and rushed towards Zhu Youwen one after another, besieging him in an instant.

"Sword Transformation Furnace, Xingyi Zhuan!"

Holding the ancient sword in his hand, Ling Xiaozi walked up to Zhu Youwen in a few steps, the blade of the sword in his hand hummed softly, and immediately shook out several sword flowers.

Under Ling Xiaozi's command, several long swords criss-crossed and criss-crossed, like sword furnaces transforming into shapes, trapping Zhu Youwen in the center.

Several sharp sword qi surged out, like silver flowers blooming, attacking the vital points of Zhu Youwen's body.

"That's what it looks like."

Licking his dry lips, Zhu Youwen gave a cold smile and shouted loudly: "Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art!"

When Chen Yu and others walked out from the ancient palace, they happened to see Zhu Youwen's body surging with black energy, lifting his whole body into the air.

Streams of black air turned into miserable ghost heads, circling and roaring from mid-air, bursting out suddenly, smashing all the sword flowers in one fell swoop, hitting several people's chests, causing them to fly out backwards with blood spitting out their mouths.

"Roar!"

A ghostly black mist rushed in front of Ling Xiaozi, and slammed into his ancient sword fiercely.

The huge impact directly made him retreat a few steps, the ancient sword flew out of his hand, and stuck upside down on the gate of the palace, the tiger's mouth in his right hand even cracked open, and blood flowed.

Seeing that all the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect were wounded and fell to the ground, unable to do anything about the red-haired young man in front of him, Ling Xiaozi gritted his teeth secretly, feeling helpless.

If it was placed before, he might be able to use the Tianshan Sword Formation to suppress the opponent.

But now, a large amount of earth energy in the main vein of Tianshan Mountain has been absorbed by Chen Yu. If the Tianshan Sword Formation wants to be used again, it may only be a few years later.

"Hahahaha... The Tianshan Sword Sect is like this, and you have the nerve to call yourself a hermit school?" Zhu Youwen laughed, and said, "My Xuanming Sect alone is enough to sweep this place!"

While laughing wildly, Zhu Youwen suddenly saw Chen Yu and others walking out from the ancient palace, he couldn't help but look sideways, and said, "Third brother, you are indeed here!"

Seeing the Longquan sword beside Chen Yu, Zhu Youwen was startled for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "Unexpectedly, you really got the Longquan sword, bring it!"

With big palm-like hands and five fingers spread out, Zhu Youwen raised his chin slightly, looking contemptuously.

Although he and Zhu Youzhen are both Zhu Wen's heirs, from the bottom of his heart, he still despises his third brother.

In Zhu Youwen's view, this Zhu Youzhen is just a coward with an Oedipus plot.

If he hadn't been obsessed with peerless martial arts and had no interest in the throne, how could it be the turn of such a coward to be the emperor of Daliang now?

However, in the final analysis, the other party is still his half-brother, and Zhu Youwen will not ignore it.

So he went to Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion this time, firstly to get the Longquan sword, and at the same time to bring Zhu Youwen back to Bianzhou by the way.

Otherwise, with his little brother's mediocre cultivation, there is no guarantee that he will not suddenly die somewhere.

After all, Daliang can't live without a king.

No matter how incompetent, moral and talented this gentleman is.

Chen Yu and the others were extremely surprised to meet Zhu Youwen suddenly at Zhujiange in Tianshan Mountain.

Seeing that the ghost king Zhu Youwen swept away the entire Tianshan Sword Sect by himself, Guangmutian and the others couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Young master Zhu, hurry up and leave here with the Longquan sword, let's hold him back!"

Resisting the severe pain of the tiger's mouth being cracked, Ling Xiaozi frowned and said solemnly.

Could it be that today is the catastrophe for their Tianshan Sword Sect?

Seeing Ling Xiaozi's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Chen Yu shook his head with a light smile, looked at the ghost king Zhu Youwen, and said, "Second brother, I'm afraid I can't give you the Longquan sword."

Hearing this, the ghost king Zhu Youwen suddenly clenched his five fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly, "Third brother, how dare you disobey your second brother?"

"Hehe, second brother, I am the emperor of Liang. There are only people who disobey me in this world, but there is no one who disobeys me..." Chen Yu said indifferently.

Zhu Youwen looked at Chen Yu in surprise, obviously a little surprised that Zhu Youzhen dared to resist him.

You must know that long ago, the other party was obedient to him.

With a sneer, Zhu Youwen said: "Third brother, it seems that you are too comfortable being the emperor of Daliang, which makes you a little confused."

"Second brother, there is no need to say more, if you want the Longquan sword, you can come and get it."

Taking a step forward, Chen Yu smiled with his hands behind his back: "But forgive me for speaking bluntly, with your cultivation base, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive three rounds under my command."

"Insanity!"

Seeing Chen Yu becoming more and more rampant in front of him, Zhu Youwen's eyes immediately burst into anger.

He is the ghost king of Xuanming Sect!
The Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art circulated rapidly from within the body, billowing black energy quickly gathered in Zhu Youwen's palm, emitting a sharp wave, with a faint killing intent.

"Oh!"

No more words, Chen Yu's words completely angered Zhu Youwen, making him even murderous towards his younger brother at this moment!
Billowing black air boiled from Zhu Youzhen's black gold armor, and immediately turned into several stern ghost heads coiling and roaring, like a ghost seeking his life, shooting towards him with evil spirit and killing intent.

Seeing this, Duo Wentian and the others all turned pale.

With the full blow of the ghost king Zhu Youwen, how can they resist it based on their cultivation alone?

However, regarding this, Chen Yu always seemed very dull.

Seeing that Zhu Youwen's figure rapidly enlarged in his field of vision, Chen Yu just took a step forward, and then under the astonished eyes of everyone, he slowly raised his finger and pointed forward.

The moment Chen Yu pointed it out, an aura as heavy as an abyss burst out of his body instantly.

Waves that were far more terrifying than Zhu Youwen immediately radiated out, and instantly condensed into a bright white finger of Gang Qi, pressing towards Zhu Youwen's body with an almost crushing attitude.

"boom!"

At this moment, Chen Yu was like a heavenly man in the eyes of everyone, with a majestic posture, as if he stood upright.

One finger, just one finger!
Chen Yu blasted away the attack of the ghost king Zhu Youwen like a dead man, and even suppressed him completely under his roar of rage! !

(End of this chapter)