Nanguo is a big fool...... "The little monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe and a hundred and eight iron-red Buddha beads hanging from his chest is bald and his head is about to shrink into his neckline." In the dark night, the leaves of the trees like iron claws are constantly whirling. The wind was raging, and there was only a faint orange glow on the zenith.

A smile appeared on the harmless faces of the southern people, and he carefully looked at the little supernatural power. The white fingers pinching the Buddha beads were gently raised, and the hands were gathered together, forming a strange mark like a bird taking off.

"I have heard that the dark Buddha of the Black and White Demon Sect is unfathomable, and I am about to see it. There was a chill in the eyes of the little god, and the bone sword behind him was as pale as a dead man's arm in the faint moonlight.

"The sword gate is supernatural, and the little monk has been admired for a long time. "The south laughed in the wind, and the laughter resounded through the valley.

Red Bean sat on an old tree, and she took a bite of the half-left date. The big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and Hongdou shook his shoulders and shouted: "Nanguo, the master said that if the family doesn't speak, you will learn badly when you go down the mountain." ”

Even in the face of the personal disciple of the Sword Sect, the No. 1 Sect in the Eastern Soil, Nanguo did not forget to reply: "Hongdou, why have I ever broken the precepts?"

The red bean swings its feet, and its plain white boots are like two flying paper cranes. "You chant the scriptures every day, and the master doesn't allow you to go down the mountain, where have you heard of the power of the Sword Gate?"

Nan Guo slapped his palms and said, "The master said that the monks are compassionate, but I saw that this benefactor had a bad face, so he was right." ”

"Have you two little hairy children said enough? They all said that Fu Yi of Zikuixing didn't dare to fight with you, a little bald donkey, I couldn't see it. "The little god has always been arrogant, despised by others, and his heart has risen with great anger.

The sword gate is the meaning of the sword cutting the heavens, and the sword of the sword gate is the unparalleled horizontal, and it is the rush of the nine heavens. A chopping word is not enough to describe the domineering of the sword gate swordsmanship, but it is enough to see the ruthlessness of the sword gate swordsmanship.

A glimmer of sword light appeared in the darkness, like a huge wave on the surface of a calm lake, like a thunderclap in the middle of an empty valley. The sword light tore open a huge mouth in the darkness, like a huge white mouth floating in the darkness.

The swordsmanship of the Taiyi Sword Sect is known for its fierceness, and Bai Yu couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva when he saw the sword of the little divine power cutting through the sky in the vast night. Her voice was so light that only the step next to her could be heard, "No wonder Shizun said that Taiyi's swordsmanship is like a dragon, and the sword of the Sword Gate can cut the sky and the earth." Bai Yu's eyes had a look of amazement that could not be concealed.

Lin Ziyun, who was hiding behind a huge camphor tree, also witnessed the first sword of the little divine power, it was not the first time he saw the little divine power out of the sword, but this sword still made his heart shake. The snake-like bone sword in the hand of the little god was like a white centipede with open claws, dancing in the night. The swordsmanship of the little divine power was stronger than when he fought with the eight-winged divine sword book on the island, and the sword aura that came to his face made Lin Ziyun feel as if he was in the sea of swords.

That domineering sword qi could invisibly dissipate the fighting spirit in Lin Ziyun's heart, it was really terrifying. If he wanted to fight with the little god in person, Lin Ziyun actually had the idea that he was not an enemy at this moment.

Zi Shuzi's Eight Dao Divine Sword is as brilliant as heaven, and no matter how domineering the sword of the Sword Gate is, it can't defeat that god-like girl. Nanguo, a kind-eyed little monk, had a Buddha bead in his mouth, and he was going to grab the bone sword of the little divine power with his bare hands.

Lin Ziyun's scalp was numb, Bai Yu's eyes were full of incredulity, Bu Xi's eyes were motionless, only the red bean eyelids were drooping, and he didn't seem to care about all this at all.

When the bone sword that was like a blazing white fire was about to engulf the southern country, there was a trembling sword roar.

Nankoku's fingers are very long, and every bone can be seen so clearly. The two fingers as smooth as jade clasped the bone sword tightly, and no matter how much the little magic power exerted force, it couldn't be withdrawn.

Nanguo laughed, this smile was like an epiphany, blooming violently and quickly. Laughter rang out, and blades of grass flew all over the sky. Nanguo cast the long sword of the little divine power, his hands kept sealing, and he whispered in his mouth: "Shura Purgatory Dao ......"

The withered leaves at the feet of the southern country flew, and the faint moonlight made the skeleton ghost Buddha on the one hundred and eight Bodhi Buddha beads appear in the pupils of the little divine power. A chill came out of the heart of the little divine power, and the little monk on the opposite side was terrifying, no wonder he was called the Dark Buddha.

There are only two Buddhas in the black and white Buddha sect from generation to generation, one black and one white, one good and one evil. Gu Mingxing has always circulated the legend of the Black and White Buddha Sect, but few people have seen the disciples of the Black and White Buddha Sect, let alone the mountain gate temple of the Black and White Buddha Sect. Everything in the Black and White Buddha Sect is a secret, and Xiao Shentong already regrets it a little in his heart, he shouldn't provoke a sect that doesn't know the depth so easily.

Nanguo recited the trick in his mouth, and the withered leaves danced wildly in the sky, condensing into a strange Buddha with three heads and six arms. The strange Buddha is even more hideous in the night, three blue and black, spitting fire in the mouth, respectively angry, sad, and crying. Holding knives, forks, halberds, sticks, swords and guns in his six-armed hands, the black qi flows under his feet, and the strange Buddha is like stepping on the sea.

"The Buddha is in the heart, and all living beings have the ...... of asura"

The little god snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost." "He doesn't believe in Buddhism, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he only believes in strength. The sword in his hand, the Fa in his heart, can bulldoze everything. What you see, what you think, what you think in your heart is vain. Cultivators, only for immortality, everything else is false, so the little divine power doesn't believe in anything.

"The sword comes. The little divine power shouted, the sword shadow flashed in the sky, and the bone sword turned into a slender white long sword. There were fifty-four long swords around Xiao Shentong's body, and as soon as he pointed out, the sword rays in the sky flew like a rainstorm of pear blossom needles.

Black-gold flames erupted from the mouth of the Asura Buddha, and the corners of Nanguo's mouth casually outlined a faint smile upward.

The thin white sword was instantly melted by the black-gold flames, and the expression on the face of the little divine power was completely frozen. Defeated in Zishuzi, the little god can accept it, but in the hands of a little monk, the little god's teeth are itching, and he doesn't want to admit defeat.

The fighting method between Bu Xi and Yuan Tian, he accidentally discovered it when he passed by. In fact, neither Bai Yu nor Bu Xi had any grudges against him, and the little divine power grabbed the two of them in order to get the spell of the Heavenly God Sect and the Nine Dragons Sword Technique of the Taiyi Sword Sect. The little god is extremely proud, and after losing at the hands of Zishuzi, he has always wanted to wait for himself to become strong before taking revenge.

Flying leaves, broken swords, hideous asuras, and disheveled little supernatural powers. In the depths of the mountain, the light of mana is extinguished.

Victory or defeat gradually didn't matter in Xiao Shentong's heart, he looked at the red bean sitting on the waist and leg of the old tree, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth. He is a descendant of the Sword Sect, how can he be so embarrassed? These people's faces seem to be full of ridicule.

"A sword slashes the sky, Xuantian Qing light sword. ”

Lin Ziyun said secretly: "I finally used a sword to cut the sky." "This is the Sword Gate Town Sect Peerless School, Lin Ziyun once met the genius of the Sword Gate in the one hundred and first level of the Demon Moon Tower, he has seen the Sword Gate Peerless Sect, but unfortunately what Lin Ziyun has seen is not the Sword Gate Town Sect Dafa. The Sword Gate is a five-star sect, and the ancestor in the sect is at least a venerable. All the disciples of the Sword Sect who practiced the One Sword Slashing Heaven Record had a ban planted in their minds, and outsiders could not understand this technique. Even if Princess Moyue wasted a lot of strength, she couldn't see the genius of the Sword Gate demonstrating a sword to cut the sky, Lin Ziyun had heard of the name for a long time, and today he actually saw this sword technique on the little divine power.

The light flowed, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and there was only the sound of a sword. This sword made the heavens and the earth pause, and the mountains and seas stopped.

The bone sword in Sad Jue's hand was interrupted once by Zi Shuzi, and then it was interrupted by Nanguo. Sad Jue has no sword in his hand now, but a sword to cut the sky is not all about the sword, and the caster can also turn into a sword himself.

"Big fool, that man's sword is terrible. He's stupid, you're stupid, why are you waiting, are you waiting for him to cast a spell slowly, why don't you go up and hammer him quickly?" Hongdou spit out a jujube pit and said with a long frown.

"This benefactor is resentful and depressed. If I take advantage of his unpreparedness, he will be even more angry in his heart, and he may die in a hurry, and then he will commit the killing precept again. You only told me to beat him away, but you didn't tell me to kill him. Nanguo said a lot in one breath, and what was ushered in was a green jujube smashed on his smooth bald head.

"Senior sister, don't fight, junior sister, don't fight. "Nanguo was not defeated by the peerless swordsmanship of a sword to cut the sky, but was beaten by a jujube.

"Amitabha, donor, I'm sorry. Nanguo said with a compassionate face.

Nanguo talks about civilization, but what it does is not civilized. He was like a phantom, and at some point he appeared behind Sad Jue, and Nanguo gently raised one foot and kicked Sad Jue's ass fiercely.

"Stinky monk ......" The sad screams of Jue resounded through the mountain.

Bu Xi shook his head and said, "This person is only afraid that he will return to the Immortal Cultivation Realm." ”

Bai Yu also nodded in agreement and said, "Such a big humiliation, if I were him, I would leave quickly, it would be too embarrassing." ”

Lin Ziyun shook his head with some disappointment, and said in his heart: "It's a pity that I didn't see that sword." "He is a swordsman, so he naturally wants to see the true method of the Sword Gate.

Bu Xi and Bai Yu got out of trouble, and the two of them bowed deeply to the southern red beans.

"Thank you, two masters. ”

Bu Xi looked up and saw that there was still someone standing in front of him. Nanguo chased the red beans who were trotting all the way, and the two of them were fighting, not at all like monks with high mana.

Bai Yu's eyes fell on Bu Xi for a long time, until he heard Bu Xi speak: "Bai girl, I still have other important things to do, the situation in Yanshan is unknown, you better leave here first." ”

Bai Yu wanted to say something, but looking at Bu Xi's gaze, she sighed softly and said, "I'll wait for you at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Bu Xi looked in the direction he had just sensed, narrowed his eyes, and said to himself, "Gone?"

Nanguo followed closely after the red bean, like a little boy chasing a deer.

In the night light, a dead tree stopped in the woods full of rotting branches and leaves. Overhead, several huge ancient trees stood tall, like several long swords stabbing the hazy moon through the heart.

The smell of wine came, and the red bean pursed her nose, and her eyes lit up and ran towards the man sitting on the dead tree.

"I've been hiding it for so long, can you give me this pot of wine?" asked him, but Red Bean snatched the wine gourd from the man's hand.

Nanguo glanced at the man sadly, shook his head, and said, "Donor, wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and it is the karmic fire of red dust. ”

Lin Ziyun stood up, half a head taller than Nanguo, showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a smile: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart." ”