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Even a true Buddha would definitely laugh out loud in the face of this big lie, and his demon sacrifice was like telling a big lie that the whole world knew in front of everyone.

He was really right about the word 'first'.

At least with this cheekiness, how beautiful his face is, how thick the skin is destined to be.

In the face of this accusation of flying feathers, is Han Xian afraid?

Where the heart goes, I have never been afraid, not to mention that the opponent is still the demon sacrifice with hypocrisy written on the face, I can defeat him once, and it will be very easy to do it the second time.

Han Xian secretly swore in his heart: "I can't let you escape this time." ”

The current Demon Sacrifice has never thought of escaping, and he has never thought of escaping when he is reborn as a Taoist, and the flying feathers in the sky transformed by his long sword are powerful proof.

'Kill Han Xian, kill Han Xian, kill Han Xian. ’

Weirdly, every inch of Yiyang's space is roaring this sentence, this is the roar of the pieces of white feathers, roaring for the tragedy in the heart of the demon sacrifice.

'Eat its flesh raw. ’

This piece of white feather does not lack the mouth to devour Han Xian, and there is no lack of the edge to tear Han Xian to pieces, what is missing is just an order from the Demon Sacrifice Daoist.

They're waiting.

Will it be long?

I hate it to the bone, how can I be doing a boring delay, the majesty of the demon sacrifice with the flame of revenge in the gaze of the gaze, should be here as the emperor.

As far as the eyes pointed to, driving wolves and tigers, the feathers were like being swept by the wind, and they danced one after another, but this vivid dance was performed by Han Xian alone.

"Hiss, hiss~~. ”

Han Xian couldn't help but gasp, the pieces of feathers were not as weak as they looked, and where the trajectory floated, a trace of broken black light flashed in the space, if they were swept on his body, I am afraid it would not be as simple as disemboweling, and this little life would probably be goodbye.

But they are destined not to kill themselves, Han Xian firmly believes.

"Rifeng~~. ”

For some reason, this time Han Xian's choice to defend life was indeed not the almost omnipotent six-character mantra, but his own Taoist cultivation.

Maybe subtly, Han Xianyi noticed a slight change in his heart, although he felt that it was getting better, but it was too good, it would also make people feel frightened.

Can the sun be blocked?

Everything is still unknown, at least Han Xian himself is very confident in it.

When the roar was made, the Dao was formed by derivation, and Rifeng derived the Pisces Taiji Diagram based on Han Xian's body, which instantly fixed Han Xian's body in it, and the light scattered spread outward with the fish moving in a circle.

Passive will only be beaten, and only by taking the initiative can there be a glimmer of hope.

The spread of the sun front is not a glimmer of hope, but precisely because if he is unable to do it, he still has a chance to turn around.

The wind swept the white feathers and approached, and the Tai Chi Dao fish was expanding the soil.

"Poof~~. ”

Under a small sound, Han Xian's face couldn't help but show a hint of joy, when the sword intent Bai Yu bullied into the range of the Rifeng Dao control, it was like falling into a quagmire, it was difficult to move an inch, and in the end, he was completely disillusioned into the air after struggling.

Is it worth gratifying?

When Han Xian set his gaze on the face of the Demon Sacrifice, he knew that all this was too insignificant, let alone worthy of joy, and the sight of his gaze was not the calmness on the face of the Demon Sacrifice Daoist, but the layers of flying feathers that filled the middle of his gaze.

There were so many of them that they made Han Xian's scalp tingle.

But now, I have to bite the bullet, that's my own life, the fear in my heart has contributed to the all-out decision, and the stars in my eyes floated, like a swimming light, and jumped into the spinning sunfront Pisces.

"Poof~. ”

"Poof~~. ”

"Poof~~~. ”

The Sunfront Pisces is like a shark in the sea, although the body is weak, but capturing the white feather is like killing a chicken, and the tail fin sweeps and frightens the water flames that can shoot a lot to death.

"Whew~~. ”

In this regard, Han Xian's entangled expression on his eyebrows couldn't help but relax slightly, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and whispered: "Hehe, who said that I can't do it, this demon is already in the waning mountains, only the skin is good-looking, and the others are all false images, just a façade." ”

I can really breathe a sigh of relief.

Although this layer of flying feathers looks huge, in fact, there is no three or two forces, and as soon as they enter the Rifeng Taiji Diagram, they all become snails with heavy burdens, and every point of progress is a thousand struggles.

Before the Pisces could swim and swallow, the agitation of the sun front could turn them to pieces.

This is the 'raw meat' of the beings in the mouth of the demon sacrifice, and their teeth are so bad that they can't bite the meat before they eat the air.

But just when Han Xian's joy grew stronger, he couldn't help but feel a slight pain on his cheeks, and he hurriedly flashed to expose it.

A hint of redness drove the scorching heat to crawl on the cold and numb face, and his heart was shocked, and a pair of eyes swept up and down, but there was indeed not a single flying feather around his body.

But Han Xian was sure that his cheek was torn by a sharp weapon.

It's like a beginning, a never-ending beginning.

The strength of the hands is bright, the whole heart is completely tensed, carefully probing the flow of every inch of space, the stillness of the heart, the sound of the ears, and the movement of the fist.

"Ahh ”

Han Xian roared and roared like a great enemy of life and death, and the Chu Yang fist blade was even more extremely hot, rushing straight into the void air in front of him.

"Bang~~~. ”

The beginning of the endless death was forcibly ended by Han Xian.

The sound was like a mountain shattering and exploding, and the Chuyang fist actually blasted out a ghost of the boss, who was the Demon Sacrifice Daoist, it was not a flying feather that left a bloody mouth on his cheek, but his long sword, now that he thought about it, he was afraid of it, if it wasn't for the speed of vigilance, his own would have become a heavenly design, the most right, it was also a scar on the cheek to make a sorrow for the ages, and the sword of the Demon Sacrifice was not intended to leave a scar, it was indeed killing.

The demon sacrifice still came, under the disguise of flying feathers in the sky, in order to kill Han Xian with one blow, but who would have thought that heaven and earth would not help, and he actually escaped.

However, at this moment, Han Xian took the liberty of punching, but he paid full interest.

The fist is actually an impartial hard regret sword blade, although the Chuyang fist is upright, but the five fingers are still cut out of a deep wound, and the dark red blood gushes out in wisps.

"Hehe~~. ”

The Demon Priest smiled gloomily and said, "That's all you have to do. ”

He smiled, Han Xian also smiled, and there was no disdain in his heart to agree with the words, what he said was not bad at all, he wanted to use the ability of the five cultivators to exterminate the demon sacrifice, it was tantamount to a fool's dream.

I was already afraid that the Buddha's heart was too good, but inevitably, in desperation, Han Xian still thought of it helplessly, and only it could help him against the devil.

"Whew~. ”

That is, if you choose, then there is no burden in your heart.

The hesitation on his face instantly transformed into a long and clear and kind color, and in just a moment, the immeasurable compassion derived from the six-character mantra would arm Han Xian into a great Buddha.

With his hands folded on his chest, Hongchen retreated and became a monk.

"Amitabha. ”

This is a pure Buddha call, but this purity fell in the ears of the demon priest, he couldn't wait to stab his two swords, stick his two big mouths, his own words are not equivalent to pushing himself into the fire pit.

But the facts have been decided, and there is no way to change it.

The Demon Sacrifice's heart was like lightning, his eyebrows and eyes flickered, his eyes fell on Han Xiankuojing's face, and the confidence in his heart that had been finally settled began to retreat.

But this time, there is no need to bother with the Demon Sacrifice to retreat by himself, Han Xianyi is giving it away.

The hands that were folded together on the chest were separated, one hand was still in the chest, and the other hand was pushed towards the body of the demon priest with the palm of the hand.

"Uh~~. ”

Han Xian's palm fell into the eyes of the demon sacrifice, but it was magnified into deep fear through his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched deeply, this was like the suppression performed by the Buddha himself, how dare he stop it.

The demon who was terrified all day long had the heart to escape.

Wuzhi Mountain has been completed, will he escape?

Just when the Demon Sacrifice wanted to retreat, he found that there was no way to retreat, although Han Xian's palm seemed to be plain, but it was indeed hidden Buddhism invisibly.

It has become a space of its own and turned into a cage to trap the demon sacrifice in it.

There is no door to heaven and no way to earth.

Hate and indulge in evil, the demon sacrifice must be repenting for not being at the beginning, how can you be so stupid, running to the Buddha, isn't this tantamount to asking for your own death?

It's a dead end, and now it's just a matter of getting through it.

The Demon Priest hurriedly stabbed his sword in his chest, hoping that his meager efforts could save his remaining life.

"Bang~~. ”

In the fear of the Demon Sacrifice, Han Xian's palm was implemented, how could the thin long sword block this huge force, and with a touch, the Dao crack stubbornly climbed up from the sword body, and after only holding on for a moment, the long sword turned directly into ashes.

"Poof~~. ”

There was nothing to stop, and the palm fell, sticking to the chest of the demon priest.

I don't know if it was the giant power of the Buddha's palm that turned him into a meteor to catch the moon, or whether he achieved a meteor to catch the moon with the help of the giant power of the Buddha's palm.

The whole beautiful body of the Demon Sacrifice directly turned into a streamer, and plunged into the battlefield where the sun front competed with the flying feather, but he was like a holy flame to stop the battle, and he fought on the battlefield as soon as he entered the battlefield.

"Bang~~"

The white feather flew with a loud noise, and disappeared directly from the sky of Yiyang, and the demon sacrifice was like a desperate lost dog, which had already disappeared.

He ran, he hid.

Did you hide, did you run?

It is the resentment that was forcibly remembered by the forgotten world of Yiyang, and it is the resentment that was forcibly retained, if you want to go, heaven and earth do not allow it, and there is no way to do it, and his body must be hidden in this ruin.

It's time for the end, and although the eyes of the Buddha can't lock the demon sacrifice, the heart has already seen where it is hiding.

Bodhicitta on the basis of the Mahayana path,

Only this holy recitation of the path of the Buddhas.

The good path of bodhicitta never leaves,

Great compassion is recited for the benefit of sentient beings.

The six truths are doors that shut up arrogance, jealousy, greed, infatuation, hunger, and hell.

The outside is themselves, and the inside is them.

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Seven said: "Why are you so stupid, it's been five hundred years, and you still climb the wind and cultivate five times, hey, I'm so angry." ”

Han Xian said, "Blame me." ”

Seven said: "Look at who and who, and look at who and who, people will live to fifty and almost to the sky, and they will hate me to death." ”

Han Xian said, "Blame me." ”

Seven said: "You have to work hard to know if you know, and the stupid bird flies first to know if you know." ”

Han Xian said, "Blame me." ”

Seven said, "It's your fault!"

Han Xian said: "It's all your fault!"

Blame you...

Blame you...

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