Chapter 395 (2/2)

It was a surprise laugh.

”Three childe, I understand!”

He laughed and danced.

”I was wrong!”

Yu Dashao was only a registered disciple of the abandoned sword villa. He was not qualified to call Shen Zhenyi his master. However, Shen Zhenyi gave a lot of advice before the war. At this time, when he was at the critical moment of life and death, he suddenly felt like a sudden insight.

Others don't know why.

You are wrong if you are wrong. It is a dead end. Why are you so happy? Is it possible to die at the end of the day?

Poof!

The long knife landed.

The ground suddenly split, revealing a deep gap, and Yu Dashao, who had just been in place, suddenly disappeared.

All of them were great men, and they all exclaimed violently.

The change of this moment is too weird!

Yu Dashao, for some reason, was already behind Yuwen disaster, and the long knife in his hand stabbed obliquely through the back of Yuwen disaster and went straight to his heart!

”Woe!”

Huo Rushan cried out bitterly.

This Dao should not be fatal, but yuwenfu has been practicing for many years, so he has never missed his body. The cultivation has been smooth and smooth. Now when you are stabbed by a long knife, your meridians are bound to be injured.

In this way, he broke through the realm of God and man in the future, but he couldn't find his way and was very confused. Therefore, although the sword technique was exquisite, he was still defeated by ordinary disciples of Modao mountain.

It was not until Shen Zhenyi pointed out that he suddenly got through. Not only did he defeat the former Modao mountain disciples with one knife, but even Yuwen disaster became his sharpening stone!

It's not his talent, of course.

It's the guidance of Mr. Shen San.

Yu Da Shao is very clear.

”After that, you need to go straight ahead.”

Shen Zhenyi encouraged him to win over Yuwen disaster. He took it for granted. He didn't even have a little surprise.

The seven lords became serious.

Huo Rushan, needless to say, was surprised and regretful in his heart, and the others began to beat the drum.

They thought it was a soft persimmon, but now it looks like a hard bone!