"At the very least, you have to prove your strength. ”

With a faint smile, Shenji stood up coldly, leaning away and not saying more. And Ben is war-loving and arrogant, and the ghost blade is conceited and his strength is improving, and he is even more fearless.

The red light flashed in his eyes, and the cold light appeared in the red blade, and the ghost blade was quickly approaching, and he saw the ruthlessness when he shot. The evil wind swept the face, and the change was not alarmed. Shang Yingluo's eyes are bright, and her sleeves are lightly flicked, which is the style of the upper layer of Buddhism, and the Vajra Lotus is indestructible, making it difficult for the Xiji Sword to approach for a while: "Ghost Blade Xiji, a top swordsman from the green forest?"

"How, born in the green forest, it is not as noble as your three sects?

Reverse the front upside down, squatting and recoiling, the ghost blade scar long-term fighting posture, and finally show the ability to fight. The slightest opportunity is not indulgent, and the red sword light slashes horizontally, killing in all directions. In the middle of the storm, Shang Yingluo was sure of her heart, and the golden Buddha chain on the ground spiraled and soared, terrifying all evils, and when the opponent's move was used, the bland Buddha palm pushed straight forward and slapped towards the chest of the ghost blade.

"Crazy dreams!"

The speed of the body suddenly increases to avoid hurting the wind of your palm. But sealed by the Buddha's lock, the ghost blade scar shrank a lot, unable to show its strengths, and it didn't take long for the angry move to be at the peak of the fortune, and the sword went straight to the bull fight, and the red glow was like blood splitting the sky!

"Sunset!"

"Zen sea thunder. ”

When the number of grappling is due, there is no winner or loser. Their respective visions have gradually become clear in the fight. Seeing that the opponent's strong move is about to come out, Shang Yingluo has not slackened, and the three major sources of the style should be done by heart, and the Buddha Yuan is glorious, towering like Yue standing tall. At the moment of the conflict, the golden and red colors flashed several times, and the sharp sword was difficult to break the golden lock, and the remaining qi scattered in the wilderness, returning on the spot in vain.

"Buddha Zhu, beware, he is one of the three evil sons. ”

The Buddha cast the foundation steadily, reached out to hold the shoulder of the ghost blade, and was eager to praise the yuan to capture the enemy, and the clinker had the advantage, that is, he heard the scheming words. The ghost blade is utilitarian and victorious, regardless of the stunned color of the Buddha. The Sunset Sword, which was entwined by the tassel of Helping Thoughts, actually took advantage of the gap to burst in, and slashed through the right palm of Shang Yingluo at the wrong moment.

Blood dripped from the Sunset Sword, but when he heard the words of the gods, the Ghost Blade Sunset stood still and asked angrily, "Who do you say is the son of evil?"

"Even if the other party is the head of the Buddha Township. The strength you show now is not worthy of the reputation of the Nightshade Sword. Kill him, and you'll have a chance to know everything. ”

"Hmph!

Although he knew the intentions of the gods, when he heard the news of the cone, the ghost blade finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and his eyes gathered into the Buddha. And the most unbearable to be looked down upon, the ghost blade Xi Scar broke the sword seal strongly, the evil qi was full and scattered, and the sword path of the Xi Scar was changed, and the flat bottom suddenly rose in a black wind tunnel, frantically strangling the surrounding air, making Shang Yingluo stagnate in an instant.

"Enjoy the suffocating despair. ”

"Donor, slow down. ”

"It's late, you don't have to live with the so-called truth. Lonely Ghost Stream: Dragons Walk at Night!"

The heart knows that the foundation is slightly inferior, and only surprise can win. Scarlet color filled the pupils, the ghost blade scar did not allow the other party to adapt to the space, the burly body of the zero realm whirlpool, showing what Duguke had learned all his life, the body was phantom with five shadows, the force was multiplied, it was elusive, and he flew in front of him in the blink of an eye, and he only took his life with a sword in his hand.

In the wind tunnel, the internal breath is disordered, and the qi pulse is difficult to level. Yuan Gong discounted, Shang Yingluo was still fearless, only worried that the widow of Yi Jiao would be used again, forcibly lifting the rich Buddha Yuan, and the same desire to divide the world.

"Haven't you come yet?"

Clinker, just before the victory or defeat was decided, the divine machine suddenly moved, meaning to let out a sigh, and then the legs took root on the ground, secretly transmitting an unstoppable true element, quietly rushing to the selfless battle of the clothes Yingluo;

"Crossing the Water Moon and Exploring the Clouds!"

However, the two of them in the fierce battle have also reached a critical moment, and it is difficult to confirm the abnormality. The Buddha Yuan of the Buddha is transported, and thousands of Buddha chains are not around, so that the attack should not suffer fatal trauma. How could the divine machine secretly do it, and suddenly the power of the majestic power rushed into the body from the ground, instantly imprisoning the meridians around the body, and suddenly making the Buddha cast who could not defend it vent his anger for three points.

"Shang Yingluo, my grandfather is here...... You, look for death!"

How many words came to his lips, but he didn't have time to say them. The sword breaks the chain of the Buddha, and the fierce ghost kills the body. The life of the good Buddha, with the dim Buddha glow scattered sporadically, has no choice but to step on the end.

It turned out to be an old friend who was happy to meet again, and it suddenly became a difference between life and death. When the Holy Child Lord set foot on his hometown, he was shocked to see the cruel scene of a sword sealing his throat, and his hair was like madness. The ghost fire spreads all over the wilderness, and the phantom is finally lonely. The ghost blade shook off the withered blood on the sword, and when he turned around, he was suddenly stabbed in the chest by the phoenix shadow, and he was injured on the spot and retreated.

"Swordsmanship: Dragon and Tiger Change!"

But in the moment when the Holy Infant main killing move was about to begin, a dustless sword qi from outside the sky slashed into the air, brazenly blocking the killing move. Immediately afterwards, the ghost blade scar only felt that the phantom flashed in front of him, and the whole person had been taken away from the empty valley in front of the waterfall.

"Holy and Holy Child......

"Dressing?!"

Without waiting for the pursuit, he heard the sound of endangerment behind him, the Holy Child Lord stopped in a hurry, hurriedly leaned over to help the Buddha cast, and poured the Yuan Gong into the other party's meridians, just asking for a while and a half: "This is the demon world, and the master does not allow you to die." ”

"Heh......"

I still remember that in order to get rid of demons and evil spirits, Shang Yingluo turned the tiger away from the mountain with guilt, so that the strange land declined so far. The righteousness of the common people, the monks have never lived up to it. Personal friendship, but it is difficult to have both. Before dying, I finally had to see my best friend again and say an unspeakable apology.

If you don't count your life as an enemy, it's not too bad to bury yourself in the place where you have made friends in the past. The monk has no attachment and no hatred, the Buddha casts a silent laugh, the blood-stained fingers, powerlessly circled a "owed" word on the ground, and then a "hate" book fell and erased, spit out the last breath of thought, and finally closed his eyes and eyes, and peace and will fall to the dust.

"No revenge, no revenge?! Shang Yingluo, you are a vegetarian monk, but my master can't do it. You, come to life, come back to life—"

The water splashed and the wind blew down a tree of white magnolias, as if remembering the ninja's compassion and sending away the souls of the dead. A roar of wrath filled the valley. The loss of life responded silently, and He had declared that his regret was irreparable.

And in the distant dense forest, he rescued the ghost blade from the place of death, sighed at the sound of hatred and sorrow at first glance, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he had no intention of talking to him. However, after stopping the bleeding wound, the ghost blade seemed to be unable to bear to be rescued for the second time, and even drew his sword and slashed at the sword master without saying a word.

Sensing the cold front behind him, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he didn't look back and pointed at the sunset, which made it difficult to get close: "How to win, why to win? If you can't see through the essence of victory, you will never reach the supreme sword realm." ”

"Victory is victory. He dies, I live, at a glance!"

He did not allow others to insult his victory, and the ghost blade was still difficult to pull out of the vermilion long sword in his hand. And if you don't feel that the other party is struggling, you are just angry that both sides are calculating for others, and sigh Xiqi shook his head: "Being manipulated by others, killing a leader of the Buddhist township, and provoking thousands of strong enemies." Your victory is really shallow. ”

"Oh, the Sword Sealing Lord, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, also has a time when he is afraid of the Three Sects?"

"Yes, I don't like the three religions. But what good will it do you to fight with your enemies?"

Completely unaware of any threat, Ghost Blade Xiji disdainfully: "The green forest has been crawling and rolling for many years, and I have killed countless people. If killing Yingluo can give me a stronger opponent, then why be afraid?!"

"Oh......"

Although he felt that the situation was extremely tricky, he was a person who was both good and evil, and he was not too touched by the losses suffered by the three sects, so he suppressed his anger when he heard the words, and said indifferently: "Next, who are you going to challenge?"

"I heard that the magic night will listen to the sword and participate in a grand event recently?"

"In that case, do you really want to be on the right path?" sighed in surprise.

"So what? By the way, who are the three sons of evil?"

"Huh?!"

At first hearing the question of the ghost blade, he sighed and couldn't help but be stunned, and only answered the question after a long time.

"It seems that the real target of the person who is looking for you to kill is me. ”