Master, what path do you cultivate?

boom!

The deep pool in the center of the reservoir exploded.

Katsav and others who were watching the battle from a distance were shocked.

On top of the dam, Zhang Huaisu was quite calm as he watched the five-star anti-magic formation exploded in the center of the reservoir.

After all, if this level of formation can seal Monk Jiechen, then there is really a problem.

However, Zhang Huaisu still showed a little helplessness:

"Didn't the five-star anti-magic formation last even two minutes? Sir, you are really going to give me a hard time."

Monk Jiechen jumped up from the bloody river and shook off the remaining talismans on his body, raised his head and smiled:

"He is the Book Saint after all. His actions are indeed different from others, but he actually wants to seal me away. Doesn't he look down on me?"

Zhang Huaisu secretly complained in his heart: If he could kill, he would have killed him long ago.

Monk Jiechen had just been attacked more or less cautiously, so he once again relied on the advantage of Qi and blood to activate the huge blood body method.

The huge body drove the surging energy to destroy all the talisman formations arranged by Zhang Huaisu in advance.

Without the shackles of these magic formations, Monk Jiechen's bloody body method has no scruples, and he directly raises his sword to point at the sky.

The clouds in the sky turned rapidly to form a blood-red vortex of clouds.

As Monk Jiechen tapped his sword lightly, the bloody sword rained down from the sky and pierced Zhang Huaisu.

If one were to choose a person who practiced the most complex martial arts among the Four Saints, it would definitely be Zhang Huaisu, the Calligrapher Saint.

After all, I can read any books and practice any exercises.

Seeing the sword rain pouring down from the sky, Zhang Huaisu calmly moved his palms, and the energy in his body formed a vortex around him to gather the sword rain in one place.

With a backhand, he made a twisting move and shot all the sword rain back from the sky.

Facing the Four Saints, Monk Jiechen naturally had no need to hold back, and once again used the powerful Qingtian sword to strike.

The sword rain that came from the sky was directly blasted away by the sword energy. At the same time, the sky-high sword was like a fallen tower on earth, slashing straight towards Zhang Huaisu and the reservoir dam at his feet.

Attack the enemy and save him.

Even if Zhang Huaisu gets out of the way, this sword can destroy almost half of the dam.

Facing this sword, not only Katsav and others who were watching the battle from a distance widened their eyes, but even the sword master Liu Changfeng who had just withdrawn from the battle circle frowned.

If he could still fight with his sword, Zhang Huaisu was not good at head-on confrontation.

But if it is avoided, the dam under its feet may not be able to support it.

Faced with this move, Zhang Huaisu just pushed up his glasses, put his fingers between his eyebrows and pulled them out.

A long golden line then extended from the center of the eyebrows.

The gold thread about two meters long was tightly grasped by Zhang Huaisu's hands and gently stretched outwards above his head.

Monk Jiechen was puzzled: Could it be that this book saint became a fool by reading?

At the same time, Qingtian's sword had already fallen.

boom!

Just when the giant blade was about to cut Zhang Huaisu and the dam below in two, the golden thread in Zhang Huaisu's hand suddenly burst out with upward golden light.

It was as if a golden sharp blade quickly slid upwards.

Zheng!

There was only a crisp sound of the blades being exchanged, and the giant sword holding the sky in Monk Jiechen's Xue Shen Fa Xiang's hand was cut off from the middle.

Seeing the giant blade break, everyone present suddenly widened their eyes.

Although Monk Jiechen was equally surprised, his reaction was very quick.

Holding the broken sword in his back, he turned around and struck out with another sword.

However, this time there was no physical sword blade slashing through it, but a sharp wind blade that cut open the space again.

Zhang Huaisu immediately put away the golden thread in his hand and quickly formed a magic circle in front of him as if playing with a rope.

boom!

But he saw the golden light in Zhang Huaisu's hand, and the sharp wind blade struck the magic circle in front of him, shooting out golden dots all over the sky.

The wind blade dissipated on the spot, and Zhang Huaisu also took a step back slightly.

Just when Zhang Huaisu was retreating, Monk Jiechen, who had almost shrunk to an inch, had already arrived in front of him.

The sin-burning and karma-slaying sword suddenly thrust out with a sure-kill force,

The speed was so fast and the power was so powerful that it almost penetrated the space, and the blood and water behind him also exploded after a while.

The protective air shield that Zhang Huaisu did not forget to leave behind when he retreated was torn apart by the sword as if it were nothing.

Seeing the bloody evil dragon with sharp teeth approaching in a devouring manner, Zhang Huaisu still just used the golden thread in his hand to transform again.

A golden magic circle that was even more exaggerated than before lay across the fingertips.

What looked like only two meters of golden silk thread at first was actually woven into Zhang Huaisu's hands into a golden light array that two thousand meters of gold thread could not construct.

From a distance, it looks like another golden wall has been added to the dam.

The offensive and defensive sides suddenly collided.

boom!

The erected golden light array looked like a huge golden gong, and it made a loud noise when it was stabbed by Monk Jiechen's sword.

At the same time, the powerful energy aroused instantly attacked the surroundings.

The blood-red reservoir below was also flushed out of a huge cavity, and then it was filled with blood again, forming waves that hit both sides of the bank.

Even Katsav and others who were watching the battle from a distance could feel the bloody air coming towards their faces.

After all, Monk Jiechen, who had regained his strength, had the foundation to reach heaven, and his bloody energy was better than Zhang Huaisu's.

After the shock wave paused for two seconds, Zhang Huaisu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

However, what puzzled Monk Jiechen was that even so, the originally slender golden thread in Zhang Huaisu's hand did not break.

It's just that the golden light array cannot be maintained, so it is slightly inferior in power.

What on earth is that?

My sin-burning and karma-slaying sword is one and the same as myself. How can there be something in this world that I can't destroy?

Monk Jiechen naturally didn't know that the golden thread was actually the spiritual consciousness left by the immortal when he taught Zhang Huaisu.

When the individual consciousness awakens, Zhang Huaisu no longer needs this soul consciousness to help him become enlightened.

So I concretized it and carefully preserved it, and I have been patiently maintaining it with my own calligraphy skills.

Therefore, this golden thread is based on the soul consciousness of the immortal and is extended by one's own lifelong cultivation. It will naturally not be destroyed by Monk Jiechen.

However, even if the weapons are not lost, there is still a gap in the depth of cultivation that cannot be filled.

Seeing Zhang Huaisu being blasted away, Monk Jiechen would not let go of this golden opportunity.

He directly threw the sin-burning and karma-killing sword in his hand towards his head, and then pinched the sword with his hand. The murderous sword intent gathered throughout his body, and the whole space was stunned.

The Sin-Burning Sword that was thrown out immediately stabbed Monk Jiechen from behind.

The sharp sword passed through his body and turned into a red light that shot down quickly.

Killing oneself proves the heart, the ultimate murderous intention, killing Zen Ruyi with one move even surprised Zhang Huaisu.

He wanted to reverse the space dodge, but even if the space was reversed, his pure and determined killing intent was not affected at all and he stabbed down quickly.

Zhang Huaisu dodged sideways, but his arm was still penetrated by a sword.

Even if you are injured, you can feel the desperate killing intent.

Seeing Monk Jiechen about to use his second move, Zhang Huaisu, who was in pain, raised his hand and threw out the golden thread in his hand.

The golden thread that left Zhang Huaisu's palm instantly split into golden dots and scattered in all directions, lingering directly around Monk Jiechen, eliminating most of the murderous intent in Monk Jiechen.

And those golden dots began to spread out wantonly, and countless golden threads surrounded Monk Jiechen.

It was like an armillary sphere wrapped around Monk Jiechen.

Whoosh!

Before Monk Jiechen could fight back, the surrounding golden threads shrank instantly, binding Monk Jiechen again.

Zhang Huaisu, who was provoked in the air, suddenly put his hands together and shook them hard, and the space around Monk Jiechen seemed to be torn apart, forming a black crack that did not exist before.

The golden silk threads tied to Monk Jiechen were connected in the cracks as if they were conscious.

Seeing Monk Jiechen struggling to stretch out his arms from the danger, Zhang Huaisu interlocked his clasped hands without any delay.

The space cracks that were originally torn apart merged again in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhang Huaisu, who forcibly performed the Duan Kong Kill, couldn't help but breathe heavily, and reached out to flick away the thin sweat on his forehead.

This is the first time that this piece has been displayed, and Zhang Huaisu has also experienced for the first time what it means to "see what appears on paper but ultimately feel shallow".

At this time, Katsav and others who saw this incredible scene in the distance also held their breath and paid attention to the situation here.

After several previous experiences, no one dared to jump to conclusions.

Click!

But before Zhang Huaisu could take a few more breaths, cracks appeared in the empty sky not far away like broken glass.

"So fast?"

Click!

While his eyes were attracted there, a bloody arm suddenly broke through the space and stretched out from Zhang Huaisu's side to grab Zhang Huaisu's injured arm.

At the same time, Monk Jiechen, who was holding the Sin-Burning Sword and Karma-Slaying Sword, also appeared in front of Zhang Huaisu and split the space.

The distance was too close, his arm was caught, and the murderous aura overflowed. Seeing that Zhang Huaisu had no possibility of escaping, Monk Jiechen swung his sword and said fiercely at the same time:

"Do you want to kill me just because you're so trivial?"

Zhang Huaisu stood motionless, but said with a slight smile:

"Killing you has never been my business."

Before Monk Jiechen realized what he was doing, and before the sword in his hand fell, a strong wind came from his side.

when!

Monk Jiechen, who relied on his own perception ability to feel confident, had time to confirm, and the sin-burning and karma-slaying sword in his hand was intercepted.

Surprised, Monk Jiechen quickly turned around to check, but before he saw it, he was hit in the head.

The powerful force directly blasted an air cannon in the air. Monk Jiechen flew sideways like a ball, hit the dam hard and slid far away, and finally fell into the blood river.

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