I'm really just a juggler.

Chapter 672 Saint Attacks

Bu Chen looked at Di Chong and said seriously.

"Di Zhong, I know what you mean, but have you really thought it through? As long as you practice the Killing God Technique, you will be a disciple of the Killing God Temple."

Dick nodded, a ferocious look on his face.

"For the sake of kendo, I'll do anything."

Looking at Di Chong like this, Bu Chen couldn't help but think.

As expected, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

Now, for the sake of swordsmanship, he would do it without hesitation even if asked to slaughter the Desolate Sword Sect.

He truly lives up to the name of Sword Demon.

However, this is just a thought. The Desolate Sword Sect is also his sect, although not many people know about it.

Bu Chen waved his hand: "You don't have to do anything else, but you must remember that as a disciple of the Killing Temple, you must work hard for the rise of the Killing Temple. Can you do this?"

Dick nodded: "No problem."

Bu Chen nodded. He could trust this kind of person.

People like this either don't say anything, or they will do what they say.

Otherwise, the sword's heart will be tarnished.

"In that case, I will accept you as my disciple and teach you the God-Slaying Technique. You will also need to go to Zhongzhou to find a master. His name is Duan Xingyu."

Bu Chen's face suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he pointed with one finger.

In an instant, spiritual energy from all directions gathered here.

Feeling the Killing God Technique in his mind, Di Chong's face was stunned.

It was rumored that the Killing God Technique was no longer complete, but now it seems that the Killing God Technique is as complete as it can be.

If Bu Chen knew what Di Zhong was thinking, he would have wanted to slap him in the face.

He also wanted Di Chong to bring the complete Killing God Technique to Half-Master Duan Xingyu.

The God-killing Technique that he had just obtained from another Bu Chen body.

After all, at this point in time, he has not yet mastered the complete art of killing gods.

Moreover, even though he passed the complete Killing God Technique to Di Chong, he did not look at what the complete Killing God Technique was.

He was risking his life. If he dared to look, the power of time would be beyond his ability to withstand.

Not only will the Bu Chen before this anchor point be reduced to ashes, but even the Bu Chen after this anchor point will be affected.

Besides, he had a guess in his mind.

That is, after returning to the anchor point, the memories that he should not have had at that time will be washed away by time.

As for why, don’t ask. The answer is that we can’t fight against time now.

When he saw Di Zhong open his eyes, he said sternly, "Hurry up and go to Zhongzhou to find the master."

When Di Zhong heard this, he looked at Bu Chen: "Then you..."

Bu Chen didn't say anything: "Don't worry, I'm fine. But if you were here, I can't guarantee whether you would be okay or not."

Di Chong saw the confidence in the other person's eyes and nodded.

"Okay, in that case, take care of yourself."

After saying this, Di Chong turned into a streak of blood and disappeared.

Di Chong lived up to his reputation as a genius. With just one glance, he had already mastered the art of killing gods.

Bu Chen adjusted his own spiritual energy. Even though he just vomited some blood,

But his body is so strong now that he can vomit blood, which shows how serious the blow was.

"Whoo~"

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body became stable.

At this time, streaks of light appeared on the horizon.

The leader was a black-faced man.

Bu Chen smiled: "You, it's been so long, if you want to do something, then do it. If you don't do it, I will do it."

Now, he no longer has the heart to waste time with these people.

He might as well take the initiative and see where the fatal disaster lies.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strand of hair grew in the wind and instantly formed a human shape.

The black-faced man was shocked. Facing the lock of this force, he tried his best to dodge.

Bu Chen didn't care who was in trouble and spoke immediately.

"Ah Fa! Worship them to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Fa instantly knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.

Bu Chen did not stop at this.

"Afa, keep going, don't stop!"

Feeling the murderous intent in Bu Chen's heart, Ah Fa bowed to everyone continuously as if he wanted nothing.

In just a few moments, they suffered heavy casualties.

Half of the people died.

At this time, the black-faced man looked at Bu Chen with a ferocious expression.

"If you have the ability, don't use the remains of a saint."

Bu Chen was not moved at all by this low-level provocation.

Looking at Bu Chen who was unmoved, the black-faced man had already begun to think of retreating.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that this place seemed to be blocked.

No matter how he used the power of law or the power of destiny, it was of no avail.

The black-faced man's expression froze instantly. He didn't quite understand what was going on.

Even the remains of a saint cannot achieve this.

Unless a powerful saint comes in person.

Because saints are in harmony with heaven and earth, they are able to seal off a piece of heaven and earth.

saint!

Thinking of these two words, the black-faced man's face was filled with fear.

He had long lost any physiological reaction, but cold sweat instantly covered his whole body.

Because, no matter whether it is the Jiuyou Holy Land, Haitu City, Tianyin Holy Land or Miaoyu Sect, none of them have produced a saint.

It seems that this saint is a strange saint.

"Get out!"

The black-faced man could only shout this one sentence, and his whole body was emitting a faint light.

In just a moment, he appeared thousands of miles away.

Everyone was confused by this scene and didn't understand what was going on.

Bu Chen also stood there in a daze, not knowing what was wrong with him.

At this moment, a thought came from Afa.

In an instant, Bu Chen understood what had happened.

He didn't expect that his death would come from Afa's real body.

The others didn't understand what was going on, but they all saw flames rolling in the sky.

This is not real flame, but the embodiment of will.

But even so, anyone who touched it would be injured or killed.

A head with a ferocious expression on its face stared at Bu Chen viciously.

"Ant, a saint cannot be insulted. Have you thought about how you will die?"

Seeing this, Bu Chen knew that the time had come.

"It's you! What's your name?" Bu Chen's face showed a pensive look as he activated his innate magical power.

At this time, he had already seen the result, and the result was that he could not escape today.

Then, the function of his innate supernatural power is to change this cause.

Looking at these anchor points in the long river of time, the closest and safest anchor point is the Di family during the competition.

Other anchor points cannot escape this cause and effect, there is only that one anchor point.

Not only did it perfectly avoid this cause and effect, but it also avoided other causes and effects.

In this case, my innate magical power will be activated.

In just a moment, Bu Chen and Afa, who were left here, had become fake bodies.

Moreover, it is a fake body that inherits all the power before the anchor point.

At this point, the closed loop is complete.

Bana immediately realized that something was wrong with all this.

Bu Chen, who had been looking at Bana, realized that the other party seemed to have discovered something.

So he said directly: "Afa, disintegrate, dissipate!"