I Can’t Be a Sword God

It was night, the sky was bright and clear, and the moon was in the sky.

Inside the Feitian Gate.

But a bloody light suddenly splashed out, shattering the silent night.

"ah!"

There was a scream.

The middle-aged man in a tiger-skin gown struggled to lift into the air, only to find that he was blocked by an invisible barrier in mid-air. With his cultivation level of Severing Decline, he failed to break through the impact, and there was a bang, and he felt ripples everywhere. move.

"Second and third, you have been deliberately trying to usurp the throne for a long time, but have you ever thought that you will violate the poisonous oath we made before the spirit of our ancestors!"

The man turned his head and roared angrily:

"Back then, the four of us cut chickens to kill blood and became brothers. We didn't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but we wanted to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. Now you want to kill me, what's the reason?"

"Hahaha……"

There were two mocking laughter from the opposite side.

"Brother, it's really no wonder to us. Back then we made an oath to our ancestors, but now that we have changed to the blessing of the gods, the oaths we made back then are naturally countless."

A slender, handsome white-faced scholar faced him in the air, with a feminine but chilling smile.

Beside him, at the same time, a tall man with a thick back and a waist rose up. From the appearance, he seemed to be somewhat similar to the man in the tiger robe, but at this time he was also standing on the opposite side of him.

"Third!"

As expected, the tiger-robed man looked at him, and said sadly and angrily: "It's okay if the old man's intentions are not right, you are my brother in the same family, I am the head room, you are the side room, I like your temperament, I have never cared about the status, I always lead you to wander around the rivers and lakes. Now you actually follow him to rebel against me, are you deceived by lard?"

"Brother..." A slight hesitation flashed between the brows of the tall man, but it was quickly wiped away. "This is the will of the Bodhisattva, and we can only obey it."

When he said this, his expression was reverent and pious.

"Bodhisattva?" The tiger-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a dazed expression, "Could it be the Golden Bodhisattva of the Yanyue Sect? No wonder, I also wondered who set up the golden light restriction. It turned out to be the method of the Golden Bodhisattva."

"I heard that he has always been good at deceiving people, but... what kind of method can make the two of you disregard the brotherhood and kill the fourth brother like this!"

"Brother, as long as you don't resist any more, you will be arrested obediently and come with us to see the Bodhisattva. Maybe he will forgive your disrespect. In the future, you will also have a part in the Buddhist kingdom of the Northland." The white-faced scholar said softly.

"Hehe, the Buddhist kingdom of the Northland..." The tiger-robed man sneered when he heard the words, "He has a good idea! When will it be Momen Xiaoxiao's turn to speak loudly in the Northland?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hands, raised his fingers in the air, and shouted: "The tiger roars!"

When the instructions arrived and the dharma was printed, a huge tiger head materialized out of thin air. This colorful tiger head had its eyes closed at first. With the infusion of his true energy, he opened his eyes suddenly, and divine light burst out from his eyes.

Let out a monstrous roar.

"Aw--"

The tiger howls in the night sky!

This man is none other than Lin Husheng, the well-known master of the Feitian Sect in the North, known as the "Northern Tiger". It is said that he was ugly when he was born, and was abandoned in the mountains and forests. It happened that a good tiger demon saw him . The tiger demon was seriously injured, and his lifespan was approaching. Not only did he not hurt him, but he fed his own demon pill to the little baby.

He was also blessed by nature, not only was he not backlashed by the surging power of the demon pill, but he also possessed a fierce tiger spirit, invincible. He was also grateful that he named himself "Lin Husheng".

Of course, this fierce tiger primordial spirit also has its disadvantages, that is, his current cultivation base may have reached the peak of the tiger demon back then, and it will be difficult for him to go any further. Therefore, there are rumors in the Jianghu that the cultivation level of the second head of Feitianmen has actually surpassed that of the head of the door.

Now is the time to prove it!

This Tiger Roar move was already his famous stunt, the violent sound waves almost formed substantial ripples, spread out, making the moonlight tremble.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

But the white-faced scholar did not use his magical powers to confront him, but lightly raised a bell and threw it into the air.

After the bell was out of his hand, it spun around, and it was almost impossible to see the movement. At the same time, it swelled against the wind and became very huge!

boom--

In an instant, the bell had transformed into a big golden bell.

The ripples of the roar of the tiger spread to the body of the clock, but when the golden bell vibrated for a while, it actually absorbed all the roaring sound waves in a breath.

"What?" Lin Husheng was in astonishment, and hadn't had time to make a move.

The white-faced scholar raised his fingers again, and the big golden clock turned with a bang, sending out a deafening hum! This buzzing sound was aimed at Lin Husheng alone!

Boom!

The invisible giant pillar of sound waves blasted past, pouring into the still-closed tiger's mouth, and broke in fiercely!

boom--

The tiger's mouth opened wide in an instant, and it was almost unbearable. When the sound waves continued to enter, it couldn't stand it anymore, and broke into pieces!

"puff--"

Lin Husheng's Tiger Primordial Spirit was broken, and a mouthful of blood spewed out to the sky, almost turning into a rain of blood.

His whole body also immediately failed, and fell from mid-air.

The tall man had sharp eyesight and quick body, swishing all over, he rushed forward and caught Lin Husheng.

"Third..."

Lin Husheng felt that someone was supporting him, and through his blood-blurred eyes, he saw the face of the third child.

"I knew...you still have a conscience."

"No, big brother." The third child replied sullenly, "I'm afraid that your death will not be complete."

After finishing speaking, he waved his palm and slapped Lin Husheng Tianling Gai fiercely!

This palm implied the power to split mountains and crack rocks, it wanted him to crush his head and die immediately!

At the critical moment, Lin Husheng thought that his life was over, and he was about to close his eyes. Not wanting to make waves on the flat ground, a gust of breeze passed by suddenly.

Lin Husheng in the arms of the third child actually disappeared. His palm was empty.

"Um?"

The white-faced scholar and the tall man looked in front of them, not far away, a lazy young figure.

"Eh..." Lin Husheng opened his eyes again, and saw a not-so-familiar face.

"Senior Fufeng?" He asked with some surprise.

That's right, the person in front of him is Liu Fufeng, the Feitianmen boy who had some encounters with Li Chu at the Jiangnan Feilaizong's Sifei Conference.

At this time, he was dressed in commoner clothes, and he still had that lazy look, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes. With one hand stretched forward, a little breeze surrounded the palm, supporting Lin Husheng's figure, looking relaxed and freehand.

Back then, he had a good friendship with the old head of Feitianmen, so he chose to devote his second life to Feitianmen. It's just that after the old head passed away, his bond with Feitianmen became weaker.

Not long after participating in the Four Flying Conference, Liu Fufeng's self-cultivation had almost recovered, and he left Feitianmen to travel around as he liked freedom.

Unexpectedly, when Feitianmen was in danger today, he would appear here in time.

"My cheap father has already been killed..." Liu Fufeng looked at the faces of the second child and the third child, and his tone could not tell the joy or anger, "It's still a little late... I can only kill you , to avenge him."

"Senior..." The white-faced scholar's face became gloomy, and he lowered his voice and said: "We are working for the Golden Bodhisattva, do you really want to oppose us?"

"Hmph." Liu Fufeng snorted coldly, full of disdain, "What? Is it worthy of using it to suppress me?"

He lifted Lin Husheng up with the breeze with one hand, and raised the other hand high, aiming at the white-faced scholar.

"You..." The white-faced scholar didn't know what method he was going to use, and wanted to dodge in a hurry, but before he moved down three feet, he felt a force raging in his body.

Boom!

The clothes around him exploded suddenly, turning into a pile of rags, and the whole person wailed, clutching his chest and falling.

Just now I was still wary of where this wind came from, but I didn't want it to blow from my body, there was no way to avoid it!

This is simply the method of the land gods!

Just as he was about to be defeated, he suddenly heard the sound of a wooden fish in the air.

clang.

The sound of the wooden fish seemed to hit the white-faced scholar's chest, knocking the raging wind in his body away in an instant, making him calm down in an instant.

"Huh?" This time it was Liu Fufeng's turn to be surprised.

Then, a figure of a monk in a golden cassock slowly lifted into the sky. This monk is so majestic, just like the arhat who came to the world.

"Golden Bodhisattva..." Liu Fufeng finally opened his eyes completely, with a serious expression on his face.

The appearance of this monk is exactly the number one Dharma King of Yanyue Sect who negotiated with King Wan Shi in the mountain the day before yesterday.

Golden Buddha.

It's just that at this time, there is more indifference in his eyes, more like a high-ranking Bodhisattva. It seems to be the same, but it seems to be different.

"The poor monk heard that just now someone said that I am unworthy..." After the Golden Bodhisattva appeared, he looked straight at Liu Fufeng and said slowly.

Liu Fufeng looked at his appearance, and replied without hesitation: "I'm bragging."

"Hehe...so good." The Golden Bodhisattva smiled.

Then, out of nowhere, there was another wooden fish sound. It seemed to come from him, but he obviously didn't make any moves!

clang.

The sound was quiet and echoed in the night sky. The next second, what caught Liu Fufeng a little by surprise was that Lin Husheng, who was being held up by his palm, suddenly turned over, his eyes were full of indifference, and a claw grabbed his wrist!

laugh--

Liu Fufeng's physical body was not strong, Lin Husheng used all his claws, and instantly transformed into a tiger's head, biting fiercely on his wrist, caught off guard, blood burst out in an instant, almost biting off directly!

"Er..." Liu Fufeng hissed in pain.

He knew that Lin Hu's life was not due to his own wish, but when he was seriously injured, his mind was controlled by the Golden Bodhisattva. But now facing these few people, if I want to save them, I am afraid that I will be powerless!

Over there, the white-faced scholar and the tall man surrounded him again, trying to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Fufeng turned around in an instant, turned into a breeze again, and quickly escaped from Lin Husheng's minions.

This gust of breeze is not unpleasant.

But the Golden Bodhisattva behind him remained expressionless, and just said softly: "Chasing."

The sound of the wind suddenly poured into the ears of the two white-faced scholars, as if a golden light suddenly enveloped them, leading them away in an instant!

There may not be many cultivators in the world who can perform such a fast escape technique, but at this time, they can reach this level with two people, which shows the cultivation base of the Golden Bodhisattva.

The reason why he sealed the ban today is to help Feitianmen complete the usurpation of the throne without revealing the news. If Liu Fufeng escapes, it will be a waste of time.

But although he was fast, Liu Fufeng was not slow, the breeze was blowing far away, and he had already flown hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

Only now did Jin Guang catch up.

Then, a horse like a white snake flew out of the golden light. This is not the method of the Golden Bodhisattva, but the natal magic weapon of the white-faced scholar!

Boom!

Originally, there was a huge gap between the two cultivation bases, but at this time Liu Fufeng ran for his life with all his strength, while the white-faced scholar leisurely made a move in the Golden Bodhisattva's light escape. Liu Fufeng was not good at defense, so he was hit immediately.

One hit hits.

Immediately, Qingfeng fell to the ground.

boom--

Liu Fufeng was hit on the back, facing the door downward, and instantly fell to the ground, as if he had hit something, felt the dark energy of evil, and let out a wail!

When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a large pit, and on the edge of the pit within sight, there was a slightly familiar, expressionless, extremely handsome face.

"Little Daoist Master Li?" He made a call that seemed unbelievable.

It was just a one-time relationship in Jiangnan before, if Li Chu's cultivation and appearance had not left an indelible impression on others, he should not have remembered him.

But……

Why is he here?

hallucination? then what?

"You..." After a pause, Li Chucai said indifferently, "You stole my monster."

That's right.

Li Chu lived in Yaowang Town, but he did not fall behind in leveling. At night, I was looking for a nearby mountain and wanted to summon a monster for daily leveling.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, with a huge impact force, and smashed the monster to death!

Experience, gone.

Looking down at the bottom of the pit, Li Chu felt that the young man under the pit seemed familiar.

But even if you know it, you have to give a reasonable explanation.

Liu Fufeng was obviously well versed in the world, and he immediately recognized the hidden meaning in Li Chu's words. But he didn't have the time to explain carefully, so he could only point to the sky: "Someone from the Demon Sect is chasing and killing me!"

If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid he wouldn't even bother to say this. But at the Jiangnan Sifei Conference, the impression Li Chu left on him made him come to his senses. This is clearly a strong supporter! If the two join forces, maybe they can resist the Golden Bodhisattva!

Li Chu actually noticed the golden glow in the sky, but since they didn't provoke him, he didn't try to provoke him either. Hearing Liu Fufeng's yelling at this time, he frowned and cast his gaze over there.

"Demon Gate?"

The Golden Bodhisattva looked down at Li Chu below, and finally there was a trace of incomprehensible complexity in his indifferent gaze.

The handsome little Taoist...

Although he had never seen the legendary Taoist priest, when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, the description immediately sounded.

Who else could it be besides this look?

Thinking of this, he gently ordered: "Go and try his depth."

Hearing this, the white-faced scholar frowned and said to the tall man, "Go and try his depth."

The tall man also wanted to order down, but unfortunately there are only three people here, and he is already at the bottom of the food chain. I had no choice but to fly forward, looking at the young Taoist with a blank expression on his face, wondering if he was scared out of his wits.

So he smiled grimly, "Since you are unlucky, you can't blame me... Aww—"

After all, he let out a wolf howl and jumped down suddenly. In the process of plunging down, a huge ferocious wolf instantly appeared outside the figure!

boom--

Li Chu frowned as he watched the other party come to kill him without saying a word. Although he hadn't confirmed the identity of the other party's Demon Cult, it was obvious that he was not a kind person if he said that he would kill him.

He himself was not such a person, he just raised his sword and swung a quarter of the spiritual power sword, helplessly resisting the opponent's blow.

"Roar--"

The red dragon was born, headed up into the air, and immediately bumped into the wolf that was pounced down. In an instant, it was swallowed up without delay. Then it went straight to the sky, passing a few feet in front of the golden glow.

The surge of spiritual power shook the pupils of the Golden Bodhisattva and the white-faced scholar.

Instantly exploded.

I don't know whether the depth of the third child is tested or not.

However, his death is probably still meaningful. The white-faced scholar's eyelids trembled, and he couldn't help saying:

"Fuck! It's so deep!"

This kind of fighting is really annoying. I have tried my best to let everyone play only one move, but it still takes up a lot of boring words at once... I can't imagine how long it would take to write if two people fight passionately.

But there is no way to skip this paragraph, and it would be too hasty to write it carefully.