Chapter 937: Fight with me and pretend to be powerful

"Senior Brother Zecheng, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Shuyuan looked at Yu Zecheng with a smile, and a cheerful smile appeared on his cold face, waiting there.

He was wearing a white shirt as pure as snow, spotless. He was as slender and gentle as the most elegant white jade carved, holding a long sword that was equally snow-white. He only had black hair and a pair of black eyes, his elegant facial features, a mature but cheerful smile, and his eyes full of mighty light were filled with a unique temperament.

Yu Zecheng glanced at him, then looked at the corpse on the ground, and said:

"Junior Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Xinjian Zen Sect. How could you embark on this road of no return? Hurry up and return to your life..."

Wang Shuyuan interrupted Yu Zecheng's great truth and said:

"Senior brother, don't say this nonsense, okay? You get the afterimage of the inner demon before me. If you want to be lost, you have to return first.

Do you think of me as a fool? Although I am a little confused, I am still not stupid.

When I saw Sister Shiyun, I realized something was wrong. It was so bizarre. Are you looking for her? Let’s fight me, let’s fight, and after we fight, I will tell you where she is."

Yu Zecheng looked at Wang Shuyuan and said:

"Do you really want to fight? Xuanyuan's disciples are not allowed to set off each other's swords."

Wang Shuyuan said:

"My body is no longer a disciple of Xuanyuan. That sect rule cannot restrain me, we can fight."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Why do you have to fight? You and I have to decide the outcome? We came from the Shuiyun Sect together, and we were here together. How could this end?"

Wang Shuyuan said:

“Time is fate.

When I was a child, everything changed since I got the Chaos Holy Stone. No one dared to approach me, because they would die inexplicably when they approached me.

Since I was a child, I knew that I was not an ordinary person, I was the pride of heaven. Everyone had different eyes when they looked at me, either envy, fear, or awe.

Even my parents are like this. When they look at me, they never look at me with that normal look, like looking at a monster.

What they like is my younger brother because they are normal people like them. When I was sent to Xiling to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference, their eyes were actually happy, and they were happy to get rid of me, the monster.

In my life, there are only two people who are truly good to me, and one is my master. He is really good to me from the bottom of his heart. For me, he can violate the rules of the sect and not distinguish right from wrong.

The other is Junior Sister Luo Xinxue. Although I have many women, the others are interested in my identity, my status, and my abilities, but she is the only one who likes me."

Yu Zecheng said:

"What about your grandpa?"

Wang Shuyuan said with a cold smile:

"He, he just treats me as a pawn, he never treats me as a relative.

But Master, Xinxue, because of my repeated disappointment, I hurt them again and again, and this disappointment is all because of you.

You are the five elements spiritual roots, a small chef, and a gangster who have the upper hand everywhere. I am unwilling to defeat me again and again.

Originally, the first newcomer in the sect competition back then should be mine. I would snatch the token of the Ancestral Hall for my master, and I would make others dare not underestimate me. I would replace Senior Brother Gongsun and become the future heir of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

As a result, I met you, a waste, and I was defeated. Countless people laughed at me. Everything about me became a laughing stock. Wang Fei, don’t think I didn’t know that I was the nickname you gave me.

The master was angry at that time and did not control himself. He confronted your master, but they caught the handle.

At that time, I was never so frustrated. The first failure in my life, but my master never blamed me and took me away, encouraging me little by little, making me work hard.

Finally, I worked hard and practiced the Chaos Sword Technique. In the ancient Qin area, countless people admired me and liked me, and I regained my honor again.

But I met you again, lost again, and then worked hard again, failed again, failed, failed, failed countless times.

The master lost the opportunity to inherit the head because of this, and it was all because of you."

Yu Zecheng listened silently, sighed and said:

"Junior brother, Wang Shuyuan, I sincerely apologize to you for my unintentional spiritual harm to you in the past."

After saying that, Yu Zecheng bowed and continued:

"But I still have to continue to defeat you. To be honest, defeating you is the source of my happiness, both before and in the future, but I am afraid there will be no future.

Come on, let’s do it. Time is tight, I’m going to find Shiyun.”

Wang Shuyuan said:

"Okay, maybe we won't have any future. Today's last battle, I will definitely defeat you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden dragon rose on his body. The dragon seemed to suddenly sound a dragon roar, all over golden, ferocious and cruel, more than ten feet long. It burst out on the dragon's body with endless cold sword energy. Without any movement, a domineering force that looked down on the living beings and looked down on the earth rose into the air and rushed towards Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"The sword intention transforms into shape? The heart sword produces dragons? It looks good, but unfortunately it's not enough."

An instant golden lamp lit up beside Yu Zecheng. In this light, the majestic dragon suddenly became snowy in winter, exposed to the scorching sun, and instantly dissipated.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Heart sword technique, Zen sword technique, enlightenment sword technique, how big the heart is, how long the sword is, but it is not divine power, not fairy art. Under my golden lamp, everything is illusory, this lamp is restraining your sword technique."

Wang Shuyuan looked at the golden lamp in front of Yu Zecheng and said:

"Senior brother is indeed a senior brother, and he has this treasure.

Okay, I won’t play anymore, I’ll draw my sword.

I have the power of God, otherwise my abandonment of everything would be a waste of effort. I have to commit myself to join the Xinjian Zen Buddhism, wouldn't it be a waste of sacrifice?"

While speaking, a sword suddenly rose, and the sword hit, and it rose like the thunder of the nine heavens. It fell down the yellow spring. The entire space was only this endless roar, as if it was about to shatter pieces of the earthquake in the sky and the earthquake.

Amid the thunder roar, there is a fairy singing that is extremely deep, like heavenly music, and charming the mind.

There is also the gentle and passionate sound of joy and friendship. It crushes all the world, and the wild and domineering roar like a wolf howl. There is also the calling words that look like relatives.

The lights and colors of blue, red, white, blue, purple, black and yellow are intertwined, colorful, chaotic and weird.

The sword light is like a blooming holy flower, crystal clear and flawless, born and destroyed, with a kind of sad and sad beauty. The pure flames rush endlessly, turning into a sea of ​​fire all over the sky. The dazzling sword light gives birth to an endless world like glass.

Five sounds are messy.

Five colors of eyes are chaotic.

Five Illusion Mysterious Heart.

Five flavors of illusion.

Five-shaped ecstasy.

In front of Yu Zecheng, the sky and the earth are reversed, the stars are broken, the light disappears, the hallucinations are full of colorful things.

The whole world seemed to be in chaos, the world was chaotic and chaotic.

These are all the power of divine power. In the light of the golden light, everything is something that exists without doubt.

Yu Zecheng was shocked and said:

"What kind of magic power is this? Why do you feel so fake, so..."

Wang Shuyuan said:

"You gave me a nickname called Wang Ying, yes, this is my first divine power, I named it the divine power of pretense.

Five sounds are messy with ears, five colors are messy with eyes, five illusions are confused with heart, five flavors are illusory with taste, five shapes are ecstasy with soul.

How many people in the world can see the real world in my divine power? If you say I pretend, then I pretend to be the end. I will pretend. What, let you pretend to be ridiculed and defeat you completely.

My thoughts are this world, and in this world, I am the master, what is the real one, but just a slight sword.”

This psychedelic world surrounds Yu Zecheng and surrounds him. Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"It's all divine power, other people's divine power, Vajra Extraordinary Immortal, your divine power is this ignorant illusion. Junior brother, you are too embarrassing. Are you worthy of being called divine power?

Little divine power sees me breaking you."

After fighting with the fourth senior brother Xingchen for three months, Yu Zecheng learned the level of his divine power. When he saw the divine power in front of him, he immediately saw through what laws of heaven were used by the other party, how he got it, and how to crack it. All the memories were from the heart.

Yu Zecheng moved slightly and used the great technique according to his past experience. His vitality changed and nothing happened.

Yu Zecheng was stunned and smiled suddenly. Now that he was not controlling the giant in heaven, he naturally could not use the infinite power of the giant in heaven.

He grabbed it with his hand and wanted to use the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao. At this time, he discovered that there was the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao in front of him. He was not the Tianlai Giant now.

Since the war, Yu Zecheng has returned to his homeland and has been worried about Liu Shiyun along the way. He has not yet returned to reality from the feeling after the war, and he still thinks that he has the invincible magic power.

At this moment, Yu Zecheng reacted and woke up.

Suddenly, a sword light was hidden in the divine power. A sword passed by, hitting Yu Zecheng's chest. In an instant, Yu Zecheng looked at his chest in disbelief and said:

"No, how is that possible?"

In an instant, he was shattered by this sword and turned into blood mist.

The divine power dissipated, and Wang Shuyuan also opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene. This was completely beyond his expectations. In his heart, he had to fight Yu Zecheng for at least 300 rounds and finally win. When he thought of his sword, Yu Zecheng would be shattered.

Suddenly, the sound of the Buddhist voice came from the sky:

"I hope that when I attain Bodhi in the next life, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and filthy, bright and vast, and my merits will be great. All sentient beings who hear my name will have all their senses and will not suffer any suffering.

Those who see my body develop bodhicitta,

Those who hear my name will stop evil and practice goodness.

Those who hear me will gain great wisdom.

Those who know my mind become Buddhas in this life.”

In an instant, the statue of the Ming King appeared, and Yu Zecheng was resurrected before his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and Wang Shuyuan seemed to understand something and shouted angrily:

"Yu Zecheng, you teased me, do you look down on me so much? Can't I fight with you? He actually teased me so much that he would rather use the art of reincarnation than fight with me.

You look down on me and you are so angry that you are bullying me too much. I will fight with you."
Chapter completed!