His iron sword was finally completely cut down.

The more than ten miles of flames carried by Feng Xiaojian finally dragged down in the clear blue sky.

Everything on the central street was swept up by his sword wind and hit the old monk's body.

There are silver ingots and gold bars in the restaurant, flowers and birds in the calligraphy and painting shop, fat powder and more than a dozen hairpins for women's dressing, and an old incense burner in the family's mansion.

There are iron pots and broken gongs, overnight tea in a teapot, boy urine in a night pot, half-gnawed buns, meat fillings with the smell of green onions, and and urine lifted in the sewer.

Whether it is beautiful or ugly, sweet or foul, pleasant or disgusting, it is all human.

Lin Ji's sword slashed out all the aura of Canghai City, including filth.

The wind blew on the central street, and it became extremely dark, and the entire Canghai City became extremely dark, and then gradually became dark. It was as if night was coming.

………… On the long street, which seemed to be shrouded in darkness, there was a dull crashing sound.

The old monk is like a bright red flower, swaying in the wind.

Countless things from the world struck him on his body.

The onion-scented meat filling landed on his face, and then fell, leaving a little frozen gravy on his beard and a small green onion.

A gold bar struck him the chest, and the flesh that fell like petals trembled slightly.

A night pot flew past his right shoulder, spilling yellow, disgusting urine. A box of fat powder spread out in front of him, and his face was white with a splash.

The old monk's body was covered with blood, and at this time it was full of filth, with two rotten vegetable leaves hanging from his belt, and several dung stars from the wound of his severed finger.

He was not hit by a sword, but by the entire Canghai City.

In the chaos and darkness, the light of the Demon Suppression Array was not weak at all, as if it was innate, illuminating all the roads in Canghai City clearly.

"What is indisputable?" Lin Ji gasped, looking at the old monk who was also wheezing. But it wasn't the two of them who asked the question.

In the dim Canghai City, an old man was like an ordinary old man in Canghai City, wearing a cloth robe, and appeared in the sight of the two.

The old man appeared, and the eyes of both men jumped at the same time.

"Master......" The reason why Lin Ji's eyes jumped was because he was worried about the old man's comfort.

The reason why the old monk's eyes jumped was because of the sense of fear that came from him, he knew that the old man was no different from ordinary people, but he still felt that the old man was extraordinary.

"Old gentleman......" Zhijing shook his head, and a lot of filth fell off his body. The old monk showed the respect of the younger generation for the elders.

"Although your realm is indisputable, your state of mind can never be indisputable, so you can never reach the true indisputable realm. Then you can be defeated. The old man glanced at Lin Ji, then at the old monk, and said affirmatively.

"Master...... You ............" Lin Ji seemed to suddenly understand something, he looked at the old man with wide eyes, a little incredulous.

The old man looked at him with a smile, then shook his head with a smile and slowly walked behind him. "Your great array is powerful enough to kill him. But the kid came......"

Lin Ji saw the shadow hiding in the corner. This shadow is called the reincarnation of the Buddha by the people of the Buddha country, and although it has not been long since the last time they met, Lin Ji obviously felt that he had grown taller again.

Of course he needs to come to such a scene, whether it is to see him off or to see off the old monk, he should come.

Today's battle is bound to be a battle that will change the world, and whether Lin Ji wins or loses, it will turn the world's history in two completely reversed directions.

So Fa Xuan wanted to witness this moment. He should have come too.

"You're here......" It was the old monk who spoke at this time.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, obviously Fa Xuan's appearance touched him, after all, he was his most proud disciple.

"Division...... The master ...... "Fa Xuan walked out of the darkness, walked to the old monk, and saluted him, but did not kneel.

After he finished saluting, he slowly walked behind Lin Ji.

At this time, the people in this city, whether dead or alive, were all standing behind Lin Ji, and there was only one old monk.

"There is a lot of help for the righteous, but little help for the unjust. When you choose to pick up the heart mantra, you also choose the present. Lin Ji looked at the lonely figure of the old monk, and his heart was a little mixed.

"Hmph...... Widow help?" The old monk looked up to the sky and shouted, "I still need help from Zhijing, come on, cut your last sword." ”

The slightly constricted scarlet aura came out of the tank, and all the slightly smaller things in Canghai City were surged into the sky by this surging essence, and then they thought about flying in all directions, and those coalition forces that were constantly attacking in the southern city fell a shovel for a while, and a night pot for a while, making them feel particularly inexplicable.

Those scarlet breaths are the embodiment of the completion of the Heart Punishment Mantra, and of course, the realm is indisputable, and it has long been proved that the Heart Punishment Mantra is not annoying.

At this point, the old monk finally held his weapon again.

The staff was still shining golden when his hand was not touched, but the moment the old monk's hand touched the staff, it immediately turned red, red and purple.

And at this moment, the old monk's originally black and white eyes turned into pitch black.

"Roaring ............" If there are thousands of beasts roaring at the same time in Canghai City, it resounded through the sky, and the blood clouds under the clear sky were instantly dense, with Canghai City as the center. Drifting towards Shijie Mountain, Dugu Gorge, and even beyond, everyone in this world seems to hear this roar.

Lin Ji pursed the corners of his chapped mouth, and he didn't seem to be afraid.

The light of the Demon Array was drowned out by the blood cloud, but drowning did not mean disappearing.

Under his feet, the white light had lit up to the point that his entire being had become transparent.

Lin Ji, who had gathered all the power of Canghai City, once again pulled out the Feng Xiao Sword from the ground in front of him.

Fancy doesn't have to be simple, but simple is powerful.

In the end, both men chose the easiest way to end the most powerful battle ever recorded as a practitioner.

The old monk swung his staff and smashed it towards Lin Ji, while Lin Ji raised his sword and stabbed at the old monk.

It's like two ordinary mortals arguing on the side of the street, without any of the demeanor of everyone. But all those who look at these two attacks here know how powerful they are.

"Old man......" Fa Xuan did not hesitate at all, protected the old man behind him, and then stared at the battle center in front of him.

Feng Xiaojian didn't know how long he had been walking, the essence beside the old monk was almost substantial, and Feng Xiaojian seemed to be penetrating the strongest wall in the world.

The staff also didn't know how long it had been smashed, Lin Ji's head seemed to have a stone mountain, and the staff seemed to be about to smash through the highest mountain in the world.

Then, for some reason, the staff stopped.

Because the sword had already reached his chest first.

"I killed you. ”

Lin Ji said.

His Feng Xiao sword stabbed the old monk in the left shoulder, on the real body.

Even if it is broken, the old monk is nearly immortal.

So he stabbed hard.

His left knee was slightly bent, his essence was like a storm, and countless heaven and earth essence qi poured into the Feng Xiao Sword, dragged it diagonally downward, and cut an extremely terrifying knife cut on the old monk's body.

Lin Ji's sword contains the vicissitudes of Canghai City for a hundred years, with the desire of tens of millions of people.

The old monk was directly cut into the dust and drifted towards the south of the long street.

Blood was spilled all the way.

Tens of thousands of swords in Canghai City slashed at his body at the same time.

Under the sky. In the midst of the wind.

The old monk's remaining eight fingers fell like lotus roots.

Then his legs left the body.

His abdomen was torn open, and his liver and intestines were broken.

There was a bang at the south gate, and a human-shaped hole appeared.

The old monk flew out of Canghai City.

From the beginning of entering the city, he was like smashing the southern wall of Canghai City, but definitely not in this way.

The sky is bright.

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at the clear blue sky, his lips twitched slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He turned his head to look at the innocent coalition who had been smashed under him and whimpered. I wanted to say something, but I found that my lips were no longer under my control.

Fa Xuan looked at the south, looked at the direction of the city wall that was shattered by the old monk, did not think, but knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times in that direction.