Start with ten draws and then be invincible

The rest of the saints were intimidated by this terrifying power, no one dared to step forward, and even retreated one after another, for fear of being affected.

"Too powerful, what is the origin of this guy?"

"Not to mention the piano method he used, how come the bloody flame on his body is a bit similar to the rumored nine-death burning blood technique."

"Are you kidding? Isn't Nine Death Burning Blood Kungfu a suicide technique that is taboo for saints? How dare he use it?!"

Not to mention overseas sages, even the sages of the Four Realms were secretly speechless.

Naturally, they knew that Madman Chu would be able to burn blood for nine deaths, but they didn't expect that the other party would use it as an ordinary skill!

"It is listed as a taboo exercise, but he can use it at will. Could it be that he has a way to resist the side effects of this exercise?"

"Impossible. The saints of all ages have studied it for so long and no one can make up for this defect. Otherwise, why would it be listed as a taboo?"

"The failure of saints in the past does not mean that madmen of Chu cannot. Don't forget, this guy cannot be judged by common sense."

Hearing this, the saints were silent.

How terrifying is the ability of Chu Kuangren, they have seen too much in the past few years.

I don't know how many things that are considered impossible by everyone, the other party has done it one by one. Even if there is a way to resist the side effects of the Nine Death Burning Blood Technique, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

"Turbid waves!!"

Venerable Wanshui suddenly roared, an incomparably terrifying dao rhyme erupted from his body, and the sound of splashing water gushed out of the void.

This dao rhyme carried an incomparably cold force, and it was entangled with the sound of the piano. For a while, it overwhelmed the sound of the piano!

"Oh, this is some kind of sage king's law, and this person's cultivation has reached the level of a great sage, so it's no wonder that he can explode such combat power."

Madman Chu let out a light gasp. Although he has a lot of holy king techniques and imperial techniques, he also knows that the holy king techniques are actually very rare. Most saints use ordinary saint techniques.

Facing the impact of Venerable Wanshui's dao rhyme, Madman Chu suddenly changed his tune, and a more powerful piano sound dao rhyme erupted.

In an instant, the sky was surging with wind and clouds, thunder rumbled, and the earth was also affected. The earth's air surged and the earth trembled.

The sky and the earth seem to be accompaniment to the sound of the piano!

"The Seventh Song of the Eight Tones of Gods and Demons, Heaven and Earth Double Sound!!"

The terrifying sound of the piano erupted, wave after wave, from the sky and the earth, and from all directions towards the Wanshui sage.

This power is too sensational!

Even the sage of Wanshui couldn't help but his face changed drastically, frantically urging his own dao rhyme to resist the zither sound dao rhyme.

The sound of splashing water collided with the majestic piano sound one after another. Gradually, the water sound gradually disappeared, but the piano sound became more and more high-pitched.

"hateful!"

"Wanchuan Huihai!!"

The Wanshui sage let out a long drink, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and even took out the broken knife that was used to resist the coercion of the emperor's way before, and used the coercion of the emperor's way in this knife to bless his own practice.

Immediately, there seemed to be thousands of streams in the sky converging towards Venerable Wanshui, forming a majestic, terrifying Taoist rhyme like a boundless sea, and then rushing towards Madman Chu.

At this moment, the sound of the piano was broken abruptly!

"Boy, die to me!!"

This blow was the strongest blow of the Wanshui sage!

The power is so strong that the void is distorted, as if a sea really gathered on Wanshui Shengren and smashed towards Chu Madman.

"This guy is dead!"

Overseas saints stared at this scene.

In their view, Madman Chu couldn't take this move, and few people in the entire 36 overseas islands could take this move.

Under the watchful eyes of all the saints, the madman of Chu picked the strings of the zither, and the sound of the zither in the world stopped abruptly, and everything was completely silent!

But there was an earth-shattering, ineffable dao rhyme condensed on Chu Kuangren's body and the strings at his fingertips.

"The final song of the eight notes of gods and demons... the sound of the great sound!!"

Madman Chu loosened the strings suddenly, but there was no sound, but a terrifying zither sound and dao rhyme erupted!

The avenue is invisible, but the great sound has no sound!

This is the highest realm of Qin Dao. It's not that there is no sound, but that the sound has already merged with the Tao, so it can't be heard or touched...

I don't know where it started, and I don't know when it will disappear.

Silent is better than sound!

The moment Chu Kuangren let go of the strings, Wanshui Shengren suddenly felt a palpitation, and his whole body felt cold!

The sound of the piano and the Taoist rhyme came rushing forward, boundless and majestic, but without a sound, it easily destroyed his Taoist rhyme like a destructive force!

In an instant, the Dao Rhyme of Wanshui Shengren collapsed, and his whole body was hit by the Dao Rhyme of the zither sound. Rao, with his body like a great sage, his muscles, bones, and flesh were immediately shattered, and he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string...

Chapter 330: Bei Mingsang, the young master of the scale clan, is it better or not

The sound of Da Yin shattered the Dao Yun of Wanshui Shengren in an instant. He walked slowly in front of the opponent, and when no one could react, the long sword around his waist came out of its sheath with a clang, and beheaded him!

This scene shocked all the overseas saints present.

That's a great saint, so kill him if you say so? !

Such strength is too terrifying!

Madman Chu stood on the spot, with a sword in one hand and a zither in the other, and said calmly, "Excuse me, does anyone else want my treasure?"

He asked very politely.

But no one dared to speak out.

Looking at Madman Chu one by one, it was like looking at the evil ghost Shura.

A person who can kill even the Great Sage, there is probably no one in the field who is the opponent of Chu Kuangren, as for going together?

Don't be ridiculous, it's still a matter of whether you can kill Madman Chu, but the casualties are certain, and the saints from the four regions are also present.

For a time, none of the overseas saints dared to move.

"Heh, I'll take that treasure away."

Madman Chu chuckled, raised his hand and a terrifying suction force erupted, sucking Saint Wanshui into the gluttonous space for refining.

In the past few days, he has met a lot of saints, and killed several saints. Now that he has added a saint-level existence, he has refined so many flesh and blood essences, and there are signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Going one step further, it is the supreme supreme.

"Third Patriarch, Second Patriarch, can we go?"

Madman Chu asked the two ancestors of Xuantianzong.

The two nodded.

Then, the three left.

The rest of the saints looked at each other. There is nothing valuable here, so it is better to look elsewhere.

The saints continued to explore the island.

The three of Kuangren Chu also scraped around the island. With treasure hunting skills in hand, his efficiency in collecting treasures was much higher than other saints.

Xuantian Third Patriarch and Second Patriarch followed him, silently speechless.

They felt that Madman Chu seemed to be visiting his own back garden, knowing exactly where the treasures were hidden.

When others have worked so hard to find a holy medicine, Madman Chu has already taken a lot of it, which is simply incomparable!

In addition to the emperor-level treasures in the thatched hut, it can be said that Chu Kuangren took [-]% to [-]% of the most valuable treasures on this unnamed island.

"It's almost time to leave."

Madman Chu said.

The third ancestor and the second ancestor nodded.

at this time.

The sky suddenly darkened.

I saw a lot of fairy boats suddenly appearing in the sky, not only the sky, but also a group of strange people on the sea.

Some parts of these people are more or less covered with scales, and there are so many of them, densely packed, that they are countless.

In a short period of time, the entire unnamed island was surrounded.

"These are... the Scales!"

Madman Chu frowned slightly. He had heard that a race named Lin Clan lived in the sea and was the overlord of the sea.

"That's right, it's the Scale Clan, why are they here?"

Second Patriarch Xuantian frowned slightly.

"I am Bei Mingsang, the young master of the Lin Clan, please come and see the head of the Xuantian Sect, Madman Chu!!" At this time, a voice came from high in the sky.

I saw a young man with black hair and shawl holding a silver trident in the air, with an incomparably strong Dao Yun surging from his body.

What makes people concerned is that this black-haired youth is no different from ordinary people except for a few golden scales on his forehead.

You must know that in the Scale Clan, talent is determined by the number of scales, the fewer the scales, the better the talent.

Obviously, the talent of this black-haired youth is absolutely extraordinary.

"I'll look for you as soon as I come here, little guy, do you have any trouble with the Scale Clan?" Second Patriarch Xuantian couldn't help asking curiously.

Madman Chu smiled helplessly: "It's the first time I've met someone from the Scale Clan today, what can I have against him?"

"Since he doesn't have one, then he should have only one purpose, and that is the emperor-level treasure in your hands." The Third Patriarch said solemnly.

"I'll go and meet him first."

Madman Chu said lightly.

His figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already come in front of Bei Mingsang, looked at the other party, opened his eyes of insight, and quickly analyzed the other party's information.

"Beiming Sang, the young master of the Lin Clan, who came from the ancient arrogance of heaven 7 years ago, with the highest cultivation level, practiced the Lin Clan's incomplete emperor scripture Beiming Black Water Jue, and his combat power is comparable to that of a saint..."

Huh, Incomplete Emperor's Scripture? !

And it is the Emperor's Sutra that is the foundation of practice!

Madman Chu was slightly surprised.

The emperor's scriptures that are the foundation of practice are very rare, even the two emperor's scriptures owned by Madman Chu do not have such a method.

Some are just the emperor's perception and the emperor's art of practice.

The Beiming Sang in front of him actually has the Emperor's Sutra that is the foundation of his practice. Although it is only incomplete, it is many times better than the Holy King's Law.

At least my own Ziwei Huangtian Sword Art is not comparable, after all, this practice method was originally just an ordinary sage method.

Although it has reached the level of the Holy King's Law after being improved many times by myself, there is still a long, long gap compared to the Emperor's Sutra.

"Could it be that this time I'm going to meet someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me?" Madman Chu thought about it, and he was still a little excited.

"Are you Madman Chu?"

Bei Mingsang, the young master of the Scaled Clan, asked, but suddenly, the trident in his hand trembled, although it was only for a moment, he still noticed it, and a look of thought appeared in his eyes.

"Correct."

"Let me ask you, do you have a halberd with you? Or, the treasure you got in the hut is a halberd?"

Beiming Sang's eyes sparkled, and the movement of the trident reminded him of something, and he couldn't help being a little excited.

He came here for the emperor-level treasure in this island, but now it seems that there is an unexpected harvest.

"Well, I don't need to tell you."

"So, you have a contest with me, if you lose, how about giving me the treasure you got in the hut?"

"What if you lose?"

"This is impossible!"

Bei Mingsang said proudly: "I have never been defeated since I came into this world. Apart from me, the strongest Tianjiao in the Scale Clan is not my enemy in three strokes, and you will not be my opponent either."