There was a hint of eagerness for his old friend on the face of the Buddha of Empty Zen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the demon knife blood mist did not condense the man's face, the person who remembered it had already engraved his face in his heart, a faint smile appeared, and he said softly: "Yu~~." ”

A light call, full of thoughts of countless eras.

Those who remember remember, but some people seem to have no memory at all, the majestic man has no sense of the Buddha's call, or the countless eras are too long, so long that the man named 'Yu' has forgotten many, many precious things.

But even if there is no memory, but 'Yu' has not forgotten the temperature of the knife in his hand, let alone the desire for battle, although his face is blurred, but what he can feel is that the enthusiasm for battle has overflowed from those blurred eyes, and the hands are caressing the patterns on the demon knife, more like trying to recall the glory of every battle.

Sadly, despite trying to remember, Yu didn't remember the Buddha he fought with.

The word 'war' has been exported, so the Buddha should know that this battle is inevitable.

But he was not reconciled, and he was even more afraid of the misery of life, and the words of the demon knife rose again, and he said softly: "'Yu' put it down, this is no longer our era." ”

If it was a demon knife, he would definitely refute it, but the arrogant 'Yu' didn't make any response, and the way he held the knife also responded very well.

'Where there is me, that is my time!'

The smile is already very faint, and it will disappear quickly.

At this moment, a red sun behind the Buddha slowly rose as if the newborn had just broken away from the embrace of the mountains, and the pale red light shone on the entire enchantment in an instant.

And the difference between this red light and the color of blood is that every ray of red is a manifestation of holiness, just like the light that really shines from the sun, without the slightest dirt.

'Yu''s head was slightly raised, just like a person who had been asleep for too long, and had not been touched by the warmth of the sun for a long time, and everything was so calm.

And the frenzy of the battle is hidden under such calm.

The sun had already risen above the head of the Buddha and stopped, obviously the Buddha did not want to bombard the 'feather' with the intention of bombarding it, maybe he was not sure, so he chose to defend it.

And if the empty Zen Buddha stays, then the demon knife will not want to escape.

In front of such a knife, in front of such a man, can the Buddha's solar energy block it?

The demon knife believes in his master 'Yu' very much, and his master believes in himself even more, the knife has been raised horizontally, without a trace of superfluous brilliance flashing, it is a kind of dignified and upright!

Everything is like an ordinary person raising an ordinary knife.

And the ordinariness of looking at it made the empty Zen Buddha mourn, and the dignified face immediately floated with a layer of pain, and the simple start made the Buddha feel painful.

If the knife really cuts it, the head must not be chopped.

The Empty Zen Buddha had nowhere to hide, and there was no need to hide, the sun above his head sprinkled a faint red light, and the pain on his face immediately receded.

At this time, 'Yu' moved.

'Yu''s hair fluttered one after another, and with a slight kick under his feet, he slashed towards the head of the Buddha with the demon knife in his hand, and the knife and the person still couldn't see the superfluous prosperity.

But every time the knife approached, the enchantment collapsed, and behind the 'feather', it turned into bursts of black splinters and cracked, like flying flakes.

In the face of such a knife, how could the Buddha not be shocked, this is just the 'feather' manifested by the demon knife, if the real body comes, wouldn't it be able to shatter his body with a light click.

'Feather' is the manifestation of the body, and this Buddha is not like this, their true body is either asleep in the years or lingers in it.

The sun above his head could not stop the slashing of 'Yu', and the red light emitted could not even stagnate his figure, so as to disperse like fragments, and this knife had already slashed in front of the Buddha's eyes.

In the face of his former friend, the knife of 'Yu' did not hesitate for half a minute, and slashed down at the huge head of the Buddha with supreme might, if it was allowed to do so, it was inevitable to be cut off.

The knife is approaching, maybe I can't bear to look at it, the Buddha's eyes are gently closed, but when it is closed, a small "swastika" above the head appears, and it is also the right way to block the demon knife of "feather".

"Z~~"

Ordinary, people and knives slashed on the word 'swastika' did not bring a heroic sound, the knife and people were not knocked away, and the 'swastika' was not broken.

Could it be that the proud 'feather' is going to stage the same fate as the demon sword?

was slapped away by the Buddha, and a cold smile appeared on the hazy faceplate, and at this time, the Buddha's eyes suddenly startled, but the demon knife blood blade did not invade the empty Zen Buddha in the slightest.

And the Buddha was shocked?

'Yu' is surprised?

Although the blood blade did not cut through the word 'swastika' and slashed it on the skull, there was a trace of black crack in the center of the brain protected by the 'swastika'.

Is this the work of 'feather'?

The sneer on that face must have been negative, but the Buddha's opened eyes did not stop the spread of the black lines on his head, but made the black cracks become more rapid, and this is the credit of 'Yu'.

And the mistake is completely to blame for the Buddha's reincarnation when he came, and the black crack on the head of the empty Zen master is the masterpiece of the demon lord.

The originally inconsequential injury became a breakthrough for the demon knife to get out, which made 'Yu' how could he be unexpected, and how could the Buddha not panic.

"Bang!"

The Buddha's 'swastika' word can't block the blood edge of the demon knife, and the demon knife naturally falls on the head of the empty Zen Buddha, this pain can be imagined.

When the knife slashed into the Buddha's body, the majestic man immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed, and the demon knife that was about to get out was even more mournful.

I don't like to get out, but I mourn and love to leave.

At this time, the Zen Buddha only sighed softly: "Hey!" because he knew that there was no possibility to leave the demon knife, and the world was destined to be bloody.

The face of the Empty Zen Buddha was already covered with black cracks, as if it was porcelain about to crack, and suddenly, from the place where the demon knife slashed, a trace of blood spread in the original black cracks.

How can this already broken porcelain still be supported, the empty Zen Buddha collapsed violently, and a cloud of pale golden Buddha light trembled out of the body of the Zen Buddha.

In the shattered enchantment, six pale-faced ancient Buddhas appeared, each with a sad face.

The Demon Knife stared at them coldly, it was obvious that they were no longer able to stop him from leaving, and it would be easy to kill them.

The blood blade had already been put away, there was nothing to be nostalgic about, perhaps his gaze swept over the almost dull blood-colored face, and he broke through the enchantment without any pause.

Is he gone?

The look full of loneliness is filled with too many thoughts, but there is indeed no blood and tears overflowing.

The gray robe of "Amitabha Buddha" slowly faded away, and the blood-colored Zen had turned into blood and melted into the flesh and blood.

......

A Zen monk has never given up his efforts, and Han Xian, whose soul is running into the distance, still wants to get him back again.

The physical body had been made up by a Zen monk, but Han Xian's soul was so far away that he couldn't perceive the physical body anymore, because he already felt that he was dead.

That familiar place, familiar people, is already very clear, clear enough to see the blood and tears flowing in the corners of his eyes, Han Xian really returned to that place.

And the only regret is that I didn't bring that body back, but the world is always difficult, and it is not easy to find a way home from the long fog.

Because the road is too easy to blur.

A Zen monk's arm was reluctantly retracted, not that he was unwilling to keep it, but that Han Xian really went away, and after working hard, giving up became the most helpless choice.

....

Can I get a breath of fresh air by escaping the barrier?

Everything the demon knife sees is corruption, you must know that he is just a weapon, what if it is psychic, in Shenwei, it can't change the essence of the weapon.

There are too few places where no one's overcontrol can go, and it is because of this that I once chose Yizen, but it was because I was too crazy that I was sealed again and again and suppressed again and again.

And now it is very fatal that fighting with the Buddha has made him weak, so that he is about to fall into a deep sleep, and now where to choose an excellent host in this wilderness.

That monk is excellent, but the good horse doesn't eat back grass, let alone the legendary demon knife.

Woman, how can the demon knife be lodged on the woman's body, the eight characters don't match.

Okay, I can only stay on the man's body, and when I wake up, the red light flashes, and the sad color on the face of a Zen monk has condensed, is his fate?

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