Chapter 275: All your efforts will be in vain once you see Zhenwu!

"nature!"

Xu Chunlin looked at Wang Xianzhi with cold eyes. Since you want to trap and kill me in this way, I will overturn your sky, destroy your land, and then kill your people!

In addition to Lu Dongbin's shadow, two more shadows appeared behind Xu Chunlin.

One of them is unruly and unruly, yet benevolent and dignified. He wears a golden chain mail armor, lotus silk cloud-walking boots, a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on his head, and a cloak of flowing red fire behind him. It seems that the light of the sun and the moon is flowing in his pupils.

"I was born to be rebellious. I will kill gods when I meet them, and I will overturn the palace with one blow!"

This is Buddhism!

The other one, on the other hand, was wearing a green robe and a green jade sword hairpin on his head. He also had an immortal look, free and unrestrained, but he had a more arrogant temperament, and an endless poetic sentiment and righteous spirit.

"I am full of ambition and know no sorrow. I wish to go to the twelfth floor of Yujing. I will swing my sword to break the clouds and welcome the falling stars. I will raise my wine and sing to attract the phoenix to fly."

This is Confucianism!

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"The emperor takes turns, come to my house next year!"

"It's time to change your position as Martial Emperor!"

The green lotus shadow behind Xu Chunlin was surrounded by green elegant Qi, and turned into a Dharma shadow that was a hundred feet tall. He was holding a jade pen and wearing a green shirt. He was elegant and easy-going, with an air of immortality, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and a sense of righteousness was overwhelming.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing. Below it is the rivers and mountains, and above it is the sun and stars. In people, it is called Haoran, which is so full that it fills the universe!"

As this vast literary sound rang out, it was as if the law of heaven was being spoken. The virtual shadow wrote a lotus flower, and the azure literary energy in the sky turned into solitary azure lotus petals. The infinite and righteous energy turned into a long river, stretching across the sky, filling the world.

That spiritual shadow also transformed into a golden ape holding up the sky, which contained the ambition to fight against heaven and earth, the supreme spiritual will, the bright and mighty divine power, the dazzling golden eyes that overwhelmed the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and dimmed the surroundings.

"My destiny should be as high as the heavens, and the gods and immortals are not worthy of my attention. I can only break the sky. Don't laugh at my madness. I am trapped at the fingertips of fate. Who can escape life and death? Lend me a thousand hammers and tempers, and teach the sun and the moon to change the sky with me!"

Followed by.

Lu Dongbin's pure yang shadow also appeared.

"I once met the Fire Dragon King, and he passed on a sword to me. The heavens, the earth, the mountains and the rivers are all covered with foam, and the stars, the sun and the moon are all fixed on the wheels!"

This is Taoism!

The three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism gathered together and directly blessed Xu Chunlin's body. Behind Xu Chunlin, a vast figure appeared directly, holding up the sky and the sea, unfathomable.

Not Zhenwu!
But it’s Zhenwu!

Zhen means the ultimate!

It also means the ultimate truth and martial arts!

That is the embodiment of the meaning of martial arts!

It means the pinnacle of martial arts and the source of the ultimate destination of martial arts. When Wang Xianzhi saw that figure, he felt that everything he had learned in his life was contained in it. No matter what kind of skills or techniques, they could all be deduced to derive the infinite mysteries of martial arts.

"Holding the sun, moon and stars in my hand, there is no one like me in the world!"

As the figure's martial arts eyes opened, waves of enormous pressure came over him, and the methods of the three schools merged into one, transforming into martial arts resources.

In the palm of that figure's hand, a Beiliang long sword formed by the gathering of purple and gold energy appeared, with ancient Taoist characters, the words "Zhenwu" written on it!

Black air lingered around Xu Chunlin, as if he was under the overwhelming pressure of the sky. He stared at Wang Xianzhi who was standing on the sea with all his strength.

The sea water under Wang Xianzhi's feet had completely turned into deep and solid ice at some point in time. Under the waves of pressure that seemed to be falling from the sky, it was like carrying the weight of thousands of mountains.

The old man in sackcloth could not help but show his dejected look. Wang Xianzhi, who was standing, did not bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was like a proud mountain, bearing the pressure of heaven and earth alone. His boots that touched the ice had long been worn out, his feet were bloody and purple from the cold, and his head was tilted and his shoulders were worn out, but these injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye after being thrown to the ground by Wang Xianzhi.

But the torn clothes on his shoulders and the bottomless boots were proof of how serious the situation was at the moment. How many people could injure Wang Xianzhi, who was powerful enough to dominate the two martial arts worlds of Liyang and Beimang, so seriously?
Apart from Xu Chunlin who has not yet given his all, there is probably no one else!
"So strong!"

Wang Xianzhi had never seen such a scene before. It was as if he was really facing the entire heaven and earth. Although he could shake the tide of the East China Sea with the energy in his body, he had never faced the heaven and earth like this before.

That figure finally became hunched!

He couldn't help but look down at the cracks in the ice under his feet. He saw drops of blood flowing on the ice like a blooming blood lotus. Wang Xianzhi raised his arm and wiped away the thick blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Then look up!

I saw that vast figure holding the hilt of the knife, looking down at the extraordinary Beiliang knife, and muttering to himself: "This knife will change the world!"

Xu Chunlin closed his eyes and saw the huge figure take a big step back, with his right hand stretched out in front and his left hand holding a knife behind his back.

The wind is rising and the clouds are rolling, and icy dust is rising for thousands of miles.

Cut it out with one knife.

The sword intent carries a heavy history and a magnificent trend, and it is extremely heavy!

The pen and knife clerk wrote the Spring and Autumn Annals!

This sword was obtained from the Spring and Autumn Sword and Armor by Qi Lianhua!

One sword changes the situation of the Spring and Autumn Period!
The spirit of so many warriors is contained in this sword!
First, I heard the sound of continuous thunder and the flying of debris and ice dust, and then I saw the sword energy tearing the sky apart with a line of force.

Wang Xianzhi seemed to be able to see with his own eyes through this knife the exciting and tragic decisive battle at the West Wall, men in plain clothes beating war drums, and several men wearing armor and leading their horses home.
This knife cut was like freehand ink splashing on paper. The blade was like the tip of a brush, splashing out heavy ink in a huge arc.

"what!"

Wang Xianzhi did not dodge or evade, but forced himself to stand up, like an angry dragon, holding down the top of the qi arc with both hands, and was carried by the knife arc to the ice layer until he sank into the deep sea and disappeared completely.

Hundred meters, thousand meters!
This knife is extremely heavy and very sharp!
Even deeper than where Wang Xianzhi stopped, the sword energy did not dissipate. Instead, it surged up from the deep sea like a waterfall, and a black rainbow hung upside down on the sea.

Wang Xianzhi's fists and arm bones were shattered, and he was completely unable to resist the cascade of sword energy. He could only allow the inverted waterfall to hit his chest.

Xu Chunlin's golden dragon eyes lit up, and he could see the black spot being slowly pushed into the deep sea by the waterfall, and then being violently knocked back into the dome that was out of sight.

Wang Xianzhi fell back onto the ice. His black hair turned white, revealing his old age. A horrific wound appeared on his chest.

Even though the physique of this contemporary number one man was no less than that of Gao Shulu, who had been at the top for four hundred years, there was still no sign of recovery. There were buds in his flesh, strange visions, sudden birth and sudden death.

The various sword intentions seemed indelible, and the momentum of the Spring and Autumn Period seemed to be able to rewrite time conceptually, without any sense of injury or recovery.

Xu Chunlin looked indifferent and asked, "Wang Xianzhi, is this all you have?"

Who in the world could rival this warrior who was probably above all else?
How can we talk about winning and killing him?
And today, it has!

Wang Xianzhi's mouth was bleeding. He held onto the ice with his hands and staggered to his feet like an old man. But he was still smiling, with joy and enthusiasm in his eyes: "You are fine, fine!"

"I never thought there would be a warrior like you in the world!"

"Can you tell me the name of that knife?"

Xu Chunlin looked at Wang Xianzhi and felt a sense of admiration for him. Such a pure warrior was rare in the world.

"That knife is called Zhenwu!"

(End of this chapter)