C27 Evil Monk's Tyrant Knife

"This Tyrant Blade in my hand has been in my body for more than three years! As long as you have this Divine Weapon in your hands, even if you are in the Divine Arts realm, I, the evil monk, will still be able to kill you with my blade! " The evil monk said leisurely.

Just by hearing his voice, Shen Jianxin could feel his head buzzing and his scalp tingling. From this, it could be seen that the strength of the other party was far beyond his imagination.

All of a sudden, the Evil Monk waved his blade and slashed behind him.

Everyone present hadn't expected this sudden change.

A flash of saber light passed by, and the Second Brother, the Poison Monk, behind the evil monk was stunned for a moment before he lowered his head to look, his face filled with astonishment.

"Wh-why?" A terrifying gash had been cut open in the front of the monk's chest. It was only when blood started to flow that he suddenly realized how fast this blade attack was and how sharp the blade light was.

The head evil monk did not even turn his head, he only held onto the blade and replied indifferently: "Second brother, didn't you covet this blade for a long time? Since I have decided to use this blade today, I will first break your wish! Don't blame me! In any case, Ol 'Three and Ol' Four are no longer around, you should go down and take care of them first! "

Before he finished his sentence, the Second Brother, the Poison Monk, had already slumped to the ground. His chest had been cut open with such a large wound, he was almost cut into two halves. Even an immortal wouldn't be able to cure him.

Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er were both greatly shocked by this evil monk's actions. They never would have thought that his first blade was actually for their brother. This evil monk's evil aura was truly extraordinary!

"Kid, you killed my brother. Today, I will make you pay with your blood!" The evil monk wielded an evil weapon. Borrowing his killing intent from killing the second brother, his aura once again surged. It could even be described as overflowing with ferocity.

Shen Jianxin struggled to hold on. Gritting his teeth, he stood in front of his cousin and placed all his hope on her sword.

The evil monk roared, dragging his blade, rushing over.

Every step he took brought with it layers upon layers of blood shadows. His entire body was releasing a strong blood aura, unleashing the power of the evil weapon in his hand to the extreme.

The blade was heading straight for Shen Jianxin's head!

This saber strike was as if a thunderbolt, with the force of a thunderbolt, bringing with it a blood-red light that blotted the skies, as it swept over.

In this life or death situation, Shen Jian Xin calmed himself down, his thoughts were clear, he was not a match for the Evil Monk, the Evil Weapon Tyrant Blade in his hand was not even close to the power of his sword arm, so he could not retreat, if he retreated, his cousin was in danger.

In that moment, the Evil Weapon Tyrant Blade slashed down from the sky! The surrounding air was stifled. It was as if 10,000 tons of huge stones were pressing down from all directions, causing people to be unable to breathe.

Shen Jianxin did not dodge, and did not even make a move to block. He was incomparably calm, gritted his teeth, and used his arm as a sword, viciously stabbing towards the other party's chest.

He had made up his mind to exchange his life for another and die with the other party!

Swish!

Shen Jianxin extended his sword arm all the way to the end, easily piercing through the evil monk's chest.

"This is bad!" I've fallen into a trap! " Shen Jianxin's sword arm was unstoppable, it did not look like it had hit his flesh, but more like it hit empty air, it was empty.

Just then, the evil being monk in front of Shen Jianxin suddenly twisted and turned into a shadow, slowly fading away.

"Die!" The real evil monk suddenly appeared on Shen Jianxin's left and slashed down on his head.

It turned out that this evil monk was quite shrewd. He had actually quietly activated his Tyrant Blade ability and created an image to lure the enemy while his true body attacked from the side.

When experts competed, they relied on this gap!

It was a pity that Shen Jianxin was not an expert. Facing such a powerful skill, it was impossible for him to remain unaffected.

But just as Ba Dao was about to strike, Shen Jianxin's sword arm suddenly bent by itself, forming an elbow with the tip of the elbow, and slashed at Ba Dao.

Clang! A crisp sound of clanging metals could be heard in the air.

Ba Dao was actually blocked!

The evil monk was shocked, he could not understand, with the sharpness of the blade, how was it blocked by his body?

He quickly brandished his blade and slashed left and right, thrusting up and down. In one breath, he unleashed eighteen slashes, each of them aimed for Shen Jianxin's vitals.

The two of them were very close, and the evil Monk's sabre art was also very profound. Once the sabre's aura was unleashed, it was like mercury falling to the ground, forming an endless stream in one breath.

At this moment, Shen Jianxin's situation was rather strange. His sword arm moved at high speeds, and with each arm extended out, it perfectly blocked the crucial point where the Devil Monk's Saber Force had yet to reach.

On the other hand, it was as though Shen Jianxin's body and footsteps were being dragged by his arms, and he was completely unable to control them.

If it was said that top swordsmen sought to control the sword with their intent, then Shen Jianxin's current situation was akin to using the sword to control the person. His body had no other options.

Even so, although Shen Jianxin's appearance was extremely unsightly, the sword arm managed to block off all of the Devil Monk's sabre moves, and it was watertight.

Finally, the true energy within the evil monk's body had been fully utilized. He had to withdraw and breathe once more.

However, as an expert in saber arts, he still had good control over his moves even if he had to withdraw them. He would not give his opponent any opportunities to take advantage of him.

However, just as the Evil Monk used up all his energy and was about to use up all of his new strength, Shen Jianxin's sword arm suddenly stretched out and extended all five of his fingers, directly grabbing onto the blade of the Tyrant Blade.

This move was truly bizarre to the extreme. He was caught off guard! A normal person would use their bare hands to pinch the other's blade. Wasn't that hanging from an old longevity star? Did they think that their life was too long?

As a result, under this grip, even the Evil Tyrant Monk was caught off guard.

Shen Jianxin was naturally overwhelmed with shock, but at this time he had no other choice, and could only resign himself to fate.

Unexpectedly, the moment Shen Jianxin's fingers grabbed onto the Evil Weapon Tyrant Blade, all five of his fingers released a light aura.

Red, orange, red, green, green. Five colored sword gleams flashed across the sky.

Then, Shen Jianxin and the evil monk heard a cracking sound at the same time.

That evil looking tyrannical blade had actually been crushed by him!

In the blink of an eye, the entire blade of Ba Dao disintegrated into hundreds of pieces.

Just then, Shen Jianxin's sword arm started to move on its own. Amidst the fragments of the Tyrant Blade that were all over the sky, he reached out with his hand at lightning speed and grabbed one of the shiny fragments into his palm.

Once the white jade-like fragment was in his palm, Shen Jianxin immediately felt comfortable and almost groaned.

His entire sword arm was jubilant, as if he had eaten a peerless delicacy.

That was because this piece of debris was the core of the Tyrant Blade. It was a real piece of Divine Weapon Fragment.

An unending stream of energy flowed from his palm into the sword arm, and it instantly emitted a silvery white brilliance.

Shen Jianxin could only feel a boom, as if all the meridians in his body had been struck by a surging current, causing him to feel like he was about to die, and was about to explode.

In the eyes of an outsider, Shen Jianxin had shattered the evil weapon and his entire body was glowing with a white light. His expression was extremely painful, as if he could not withstand the backlash of the evil energy and was on the verge of death.

His appearance was very much like when an expert had broken through to the next realm. At least in the eyes of the evil monk.

Although the unexpected destruction of the Tyrant Blade made the Evil Monk's heart ache, he was still a formidable figure. Breaking the blade would be the best choice. Without even thinking, he punched out with all his strength towards Shen Jianxin's chest.

From his point of view, the other party was at the brink of breaking through. If he didn't take advantage of his illness to take his life, when the other party broke through, he would be even less of a match.

At the end of the day, Shen Jianxin's shattered blade had scared him out of his wits and he had lost his cool.

Bang! The Evil Monk's fist landed squarely on Shen Jianxin's chest.

Shen Jianxin felt a surge of energy rushing over, his vision turned black, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, this punch was just the right one.

Originally, the sword force in Shen Jianxin's body was overflowing, and had almost caused his untrained meridian to burst, the fist of the Evil Monk landed on his chest, causing the sword force in his body to vent out.

After spitting out that mouthful of blood, Shen Jianxin felt extremely comfortable, and the pressure on his body immediately lessened.

However, the Monk Xie Ba was not comfortable. His full-strength punch landed on the other party's body, and the recoil from his fist caused his entire body to tremble, resulting in internal injuries.

Xie Ba's heart was shocked, he was shocked and angry, he simply let go of his fists and feet, and released his Bone Refining upper level strength to its limit, and rushed towards Shen Jianxin's main acupoint.

Bang

The evil monk's Qi continued to attack Shen Jianxin's major acupoints.

Under normal circumstances, not to mention Shen Jianxin, even a martial artist of the Bone Refining stage would not dare to allow the evil monk to attack him so directly. However, the Ares-class fragments within Shen Jianxin's body were fusing together, releasing a large amount of sword force at the same time, protecting his body.

In fact, if Xie Ba did not make a move, the more Sword Qi he had accumulated, and his Qi channels could not take it anymore, he would most likely explode and die.

However, the Evil Monk's desperate counterattack did not hurt Shen Jianxin. Instead, it was as if he was massaging Shen Jianxin's heart and did not hesitate to drain his internal energy to help him temper the sword force and release the pressure.

He only cared about his opponent's punches and kicks. However, when Shen Jianxin was hit by them, he felt extremely comfortable.

Finally, the two pieces of Divine Weapon in Shen Jianxin's body merged into one, or to be more precise, his sword arm had swallowed all the Divine Weapon fragments in the Tyrant Blade.

Coincidentally, at this time, the Evil Tyrant Monk was shocked, frightened, and unresigned as he threw out his strongest punch! It was aimed straight at Shen Jianxin's face.

Swish! A stream of sword Qi gushed out from the sword arm, forming an all-conquering sword ray. It easily penetrated the evil monk's chest, destroying all the vitality in his body.

The evil monk's final punch stopped in midair and he was no longer able to move forward because he was already dead.

"Cousin!" Feng Xin'er finally shouted out and pounced towards Shen Jianxin.

Just now, the battle between Shen Jianxin and the evil monk was progressing too quickly. Even though it was extremely soul-stirring and fluctuating, in Feng Xin'er's eyes, it only took a few breaths of time.

When she saw the baldy fall to the ground, it was as if she had just awoken from a dream. She rushed forward and hugged her cousin.