Chapter Ninety-One: Yan Annihilation (Part II)

Luo Changfeng stood above the sky with a butcher knife in his hand.

The snow was pouring down on his face, his hair was scattered, and his eyes burst out with a sharp red sword.

He stared at the dragon-robed figure in the distance, which shone with a flowing flame all around him.

Those eyes full of evil aura don't look like half a foot stepping into a ghost gate and seriously injuring a dying person.

The butcher's knife emitted a rich blood aura that swirled around the whole body along the arm, and then rolled out and the blood was monstrous. He is like a terrible star coming out of hell, and countless souls are wailing in the monstrous blood around him.

The vision of blood and qi in the depths of the sky made hundreds of people in the gate of the White Mansion frightened!

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"How could he be like this?" Jiang Manlou, who was driving the nine-headed giant bird away from the sky and the battlefield filled with blood, couldn't help frowning when he saw Luo Changfeng holding the knife being eroded by blood qi.

"You might as well ask what kind of knife it is. Chongyang, the new master of the Demon Gate, who was covered in a wide black robe, obviously felt a little jealous of the aura emanating from the butcher's knife, and he said coldly.

"Academy butcher knife?" Jiang Manlou asked.

"Do you know the origin of the butcher's knife?" Chongyang asked rhetorically.

"It is said that the ancestor of Bodhi obtained it from the hands of an ascetic, and the ascetic put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot!"

The legend of the butcher's knife in the academy is no longer a secret forbidden by the rules of the academy. Jiang Manlou was born in the first family in the world, he is quite proficient in the art of divine weapon casting, and he was once a protégé of the academy, so it is not surprising that he knows the origin of the butcher knife.

"Everyone knows that you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!

Chongyang's words were only halfway said before falling silent.

It's not that his style of reticent words is due, but that there is no need to say more.

What should I do with a butcher's knife in hand?

He believed that no matter Jiang Manlou or Jun Zeyu, everyone could guess the ending of this revenge story.

That must have been a sad end......

Butcher's knife means knife of killing.

Ordinary people have butcher knives in their hands, but they can't hold themselves and end up destroying humanity or killing innocents indiscriminately. Because they don't know how to restrain or suppress demonic nature.

If the Buddhist disciples of the Buddha Sect are holding the killing knife and cannot control the Buddha nature, the weight of the evil spirit of this butcher knife can be imagined.

What's more, the ascetic monk who put down the butcher's knife at the beginning has the supreme Buddha nature of becoming a Buddha on the spot! If his Buddha nature and Dharma are as deep as the vast sea, then the demonic nature of the butcher's knife is as high as a peak!

How does Luo Changfeng compare?

A teenager who has been seeking revenge for his life since he was thirteen years old.

A person who is eager to pour infinite strength into himself at this moment to kill Yan Bailou.

He does not have the concentration and Buddha nature to restrain the bloody aura of the butcher's knife like the Buddhas of the Buddhas.

He doesn't even have the ordinary heart of an ordinary person.

He is even less than the master of the Phaseless Dao Sect and the Boundless Dao Method.

He just has the sword intent that he has been raising for a long time.

The knife intent that fits the meaning of the butcher's knife.

The moment he held the knife, the vast sword intent and the butcher's knife aura merged into one, and the surging blood swept through the sky and pierced the heavenly dome, and all beings looked as if the heavens were open twice.

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On the battle platform, Jun Zeyu, who commanded 500,000 royal divisions besieging the city, personally beat the drums.

The sound of the piano is in harmony with the lute.

The dance music seems to have entered the end, and it seems tragic and bleak.

Yan Bailou's laughter came from the sky.

The male lord who was in charge of the Great Yan Empire looked at Luo Changfeng who did not hesitate to be demonically eroded by the butcher's knife, and he suddenly felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

"Do you want to kill this seat?" Yan Bailou said with a look of pity.

"You all want to kill this seat!"

It's a pity that you seem to have forgotten where you are. ”

"This is Dayan!

"It's spring here in March, but it's full of wind and snow! The mountains and rivers you see at this moment are destined to become galactic glaciers in the next ten years or even a hundred years!"

"And this imperial capital will be a vast silver city of wind and snow!"

Yan Bailou suddenly smiled.

It is a smile that opens up its horizons, and it is a smile that looks at the world.

It was as if through the crack in the sky that had been torn open by the sword, and he saw another and wider world.

So he was filled with emotion.

"It's not the cause and effect of Xue'er's three-step tribulation, but the price of this throne's ascension to the sky!"

Yan Bailou sounded in all directions.

He opened his arms as if embracing heaven and earth.

At the same time, a milky white air flow as soft as a brocade floated from the sky, and countless eyes poured into Yan Bailou's body along its heavenly spirit.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of luck from all directions poured in, pouring towards the streamer-shining figure like a sea of rivers.

Yan Bailou's breath became deeper and deeper, and his breath was secretly in line with the Heavenly Dao.

The light of his body swelled.

Thunder fell from the sky, but he grabbed it with his big hand and swallowed it alive.

His long hair was dancing.

The seven orifices spill with golden light.

He looked up to the sky and roared.

He stepped into the holy.

He fed on the supreme Ziwei Emperor Qi of the Great Yan Venerable Emperor and the faith left by the tens of millions of people in this city, and finally broke through the threshold of the Divine Attraction Realm, and took half a step away from staying for an unknown number of years.

Honor the emperor and enter the sanctification!

With a wave of his long sleeves, he brushed away the endless silver and white between heaven and earth, and after the mirror of heaven and earth was wiped, what came into view of all beings was the green of the new year with infinite vitality, full of green.

This is the sage's means of covering the rain and turning the clouds to change the celestial phenomena.

Luo Changfeng, who was eroded by the butcher's knife and had a demonic nature, couldn't care about any saint's methods, standing in the endless void of the spring-filled green field, his eyes were shining with red light, and he stabbed straight towards Nayan Bailou with the Dragon Han Spear in his hand.

In the spring, he pierced the green eyes with a single shot.

The moment the dragon cold spear stabbed out, the foreground turned to midsummer.

In the summer, he single-mindedly raised his sword for ten miles, cutting off countless brilliant rays of sunshine.

The remnant sun that has lost its scorching brilliance is setting in the west, and the mountains and rivers are depressed, withering everywhere.

In the autumn, he incarnated as the thirty-sixth holy lotus, and the clarity was scattered into mud, and the fragrance in the world was the same.

In the blink of an eye, it was a cold winter with heavy snow.

It's still that familiar world.

It's still the siege of the Iron Armor Sen King Division.

Luo Changfeng, who had broken through the power of the three celestial phenomena in a row and returned to reality, looked at the golden body of the saint, he raised the first knife in the world in his hand and slashed it down like this.

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Cher rushed up to the castle tower at some point.

That little face has pear blossoms and rain.

She cried out in tears.

"Don't......"

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The saint died under Luo Changfeng's butcher's knife!

On the battle platform, the drums fell, the piano stopped, and the pipa choked.

Jun Zeyu waved his sleeves and stood with his hands.

He looked up at the sky, sighed, and lamented that echoed through the heavens and the earth.

So the official closed the dance.

The singer sang a cappella and said: "The sword is far away, the wine is carried away, and the river and the sky are accompanied by the fishing lantern." Drunk and lying in Wushan Cloud, fame and wealth are in his life. The liver and gallbladder live and die with an oath, raise the sword qi to save the sky, and sell the light song of the frost and electric moon. The mountains and rivers are wide and wide, and there are many feelings and hatreds!"

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Luo Changfeng slashed the saint with one sword.

It also dissipated the luck stolen from the Great Yan Empire.

After the revenge, the bloody aura of the butcher knife gradually disappeared from his eyes, and his realm cultivation suddenly returned to its original state.

Seeing Yan Bailou shatter with the light of the butcher's knife, he let go of the knife in his hand, and his body fell like a broken kite again.

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The emperor died.

The whole country mourns.

The sound of the gate opening seemed to be a whimper.

The general who protected the country was ordered by the emperor on his deathbed to open the city gate and kneel down to welcome the emperor's division.

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At the same time, on the tower of the capital of the Dayan Empire, there was a purple dress waving tears.

The purple butterfly fell.

After the death of Emperor Yan Bailou, Princess Dayan Ning Xue was martyred.

Cher took one last look at Brother Changfeng's fallen body.

She closed her eyes as if she were dead.

She remembered a dream she had on the way to escape when she was being chased and killed by the Lishan Sect.

In the dream, the snow seals the swallows.

In a dream, a million ironclad lion soldiers are approaching the city.

In the dream, Princess Dayan was martyred.

"It turned out that everything was true. ”