One is hard enough on himself, so what will happen to the others?

I'm afraid it's even more ruthless.

Above the chest, in the throat, the hot pain that came out stimulated Pu Wuliang's nerves, and looking at Zhao Kai, who looked extremely calm and serious, the chill in his heart became more and more intense.

The furnace sword was slowly raised.

This does not belong to the sword style of any sword move, it is the starting style of the blacksmith when he strikes iron, the qi is restrained, Zhao Kai regulates his breathing, and between inhaling and exhaling, his mood changes accordingly, becoming calm and calm.

——Growing up in the blacksmith shop since childhood, for Zhao Kai, the most familiar thing he is with is striking iron, from the small hammer that can barely be lifted at the beginning, to the heavy hammer that swings in the back, he spent five years, that seems to be grumpy, and the big man who is angry at every turn is actually thick and fine, integrating a set of advanced swordsmanship into iron, Zhao Kai has always thought that he is an ordinary blacksmith, but he also knows that he is also a master in the way of the sword, and when Zhao Kai entered the middle school sword of the Great Sword Sect, he found that he actually cultivated a swordsmanship to the extreme。

Pu Wuliang's expression became serious, and now he began to take Zhao Kai's moves seriously, and the chill in his heart made him dare not have the slightest carelessness, although he had entered the realm of the grandmaster, but in the face of Zhao Kai, who looked extremely serious, he still had some pressure in his heart.

- Falling Hammer.

The two words spit out, as if it was a spring thunder explosion.

Zhao Kai's sword suddenly moved, and a dazzling spark burst out in the air, incomparably brilliant, in the air, the blazing air flow surged, like an erupting volcano, and the violent power submerged Pu Wuliang.

Pu Wuliang's body moved, and he swept backwards quickly.

I don't know why, facing Zhao Kai at this moment, he actually felt a little worried in his heart.

Zhao Kai's expression was a little stunned.

looked at Pu Wuliang, who was far away, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he immediately regained his composure.

……

……

A grand lotus flower blooms at his feet.

Bloom, bloom, fall.

Ye Xia's body exuded a fierce sword intent, and the powerful sword qi surged, facing the withered man in front of him, and the internal force surged out.

- Wan Lian and Ti.

In an instant, a huge lotus flower bloomed, and in an instant, countless lotus flowers bloomed, containing endless killing intentions, and the withered man had no time to let out a scream, that is, he was wrapped in sharp sword qi and ruthlessly slashed. ‘

Take a deep breath.

Ye Xia's tumbling qi and blood pressure, but at this moment, Ye Xia's body trembled, and the qi and blood in his body spurted out uncontrollably, and a large mouthful of blood erupted involuntarily.

There was a hint of a smile on his face.

Ye Xia wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the gentle internal force slowly flowed in his body, calming the tumbling qi and blood.

"It's worth it—"

Ye Xia simply spit out two words.

……

……

Gui Yuan sat quietly on the ground, the powerful qi continued to return to his body, accumulating, a faint golden light appeared beside him, and the rich vitality wrapped his body, turning into a strong internal force into his meridians, slowly flowing, moisturizing the meridians in his body.

"You're really calm. ”

A voice reached Guiyuan's ears.

Gui Yuan opened his eyes, his essence was restrained, and the powerful qi that was tumbling around his body returned to his body.

"Is that your ......?"

Gui Yuan's eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the black-robed monk in front of him, and said loudly.

The black-robed monk's expression was extremely calm, looking at Gui Yuan, his eyebrows exuding a fierce aura, and he said in a deep voice: "Why can't it be me?"

Gui Yuan said calmly, "Aren't you already dead?"

A hint of a smile appeared in the black-robed monk's expression, and he said, "I still have a lot of things to accomplish, and I can't die." ”

Gui Yuan fell silent, and the powerful bloody aura that erupted from the black-robed monk seemed to drown him.

The black-robed monk frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you speak." ”

Gui Yuan said softly: "You are carrying too much slaughter on your body, I saw the sea of blood rolling behind you, and the bloody aura that exuded it made me feel terrified...... How many people did you kill?"

The black-robed man pondered for a moment and said, "I killed a lot of people, but those people deserve to die. ”

Gui Yuan nodded and said, "I can understand. ”

The black-robed monk's eyes showed a hint of doubt, and he said, "What are you enlightening?"

There was a hint of a smile in Guiyuan's expression, and he said: "It always takes some things to understand many truths, I have always felt that Buddhism should be a quiet place, and I dare not be stained with the dust of the world, and now it seems that everything is not so simple, I am willing to be the king of the earthly world." ”

The black-robed monk's expression couldn't help but show a trace of shock, looking at Guiyuan, he felt ten incredible-about the legend of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, he was very familiar with it when he walked out of the Buddhist gate, but he didn't expect Guiyuan to have such an idea.

If you really want to be the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth in this world, then Gui Yuan's body will be burdened with more blood debts, and he will be completely reduced to an executioner, which is undoubtedly a fall into the devil's path for the Buddhism who does not open the killing ring, and if you don't become a Buddha, you will become a demon, and you will enter the rivers and lakes for many years, and the black-robed monk naturally understands that it will be difficult to stop it if you open the killing intention.

The black-robed monk said slowly: "You have to think about it, there is something, once you open the killing ring, but if you fall into the demon path, if you can't look back, then you will completely become a devil with bloody hands." ”

A hint of a smile appeared in Guiyuan's expression, and he said, "I'm already stepping into it with one foot now, and it's hard to get out." ”

The black-robed monk nodded and said, "In that case, I am willing to be your protector." ”

The smile in Gui Yuan's expression disappeared, pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

The black-robed monk smiled and said, "I'm very lucky to be able to experience the worldly trials with the Buddha Master. ”

Gui Yuan nodded slowly.

……

……

The white-robed man stood up from the bamboo chair boredly, with a hint of a smile in his expression, staring at the killing in front of him, stretching his waist, glancing at the scorching sun in the sky, and said loudly: "It's almost over, it's time to finish." ”

A jade flute appeared in the hand of the white-robed man, and the red spike hanging from one end of the jade flute was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

The whistle sounded.

Immediately after, countless wails rang out.

Whether it was the disciples of the Sword Sect or the disciples of the Huangquan Sect, they all let out painful wails and rolled on the ground, even Zhao Kai, Jin Chuan and the others, who had extraordinary concentration.

(End of chapter)