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Whew, whew, whew,

The wind howled, rolling up the rain and making a splash, making people suddenly lose their vision.

At this moment, Ling Zifeng moved.

The Soul Devouring Sword stabbed out, one sword turned into three swords, three swords turned into six swords, six swords turned into nine swords, nine is the extreme, nine swords turned invisible, and suddenly the sword shadow was heavy, and the sky was full of cold light.

Everyone was still thinking about what Ling Zifeng meant when he said that the Blood God Sword was the Soul Devouring Sword, but they didn't expect that he had already made the first move.

"It's not good, this kid is very prickly, everyone shoots together. ”

One person shouted, everyone didn't dare to be careless, and the swords struck, and all of them rushed up, all of them greeted Ling Zifeng's fatal place.

Everyone made dozens of moves in an instant, but they didn't even touch the corners of Ling Zifeng's clothes. Ling Zifeng's figure floated, came suddenly, left in an instant, and reappeared again in another direction, just like a ghost, unpredictable.

Moreover, Ling Zifeng's sword moves were extremely spicy, every time he made a sword, one person fell, and almost no one survived a move under his hands, and everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale, and beads of sweat slipped down with the rain.

A quarter of an hour later.

A large number of corpses fell on the ground, and only one person was still alive, but the hand holding the sword trembled as if it was swinging, and even the sword was a little unstable, looking at Ling Zifeng's gaze, full of fear.

"Ling Daxia, spare your life!"

This person threw away his sword and knelt down with a frightened face, ignoring the blood and water on that place, and his head was banging, obviously frightened the six gods without a master.

No matter how indifferent and ruthless Ren Ling Zifeng was, he couldn't help but freeze.

This is the first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and now he is kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, where is the backbone of these self-proclaimed masters at this time. Ling Zifeng was a little puzzled.

At the beginning, he killed hundreds of people in Tanglin, but none of them bowed their heads to him and begged for mercy, and even those weakest disciples never had a frightened look on their faces, and they all looked at death as home, eager to break him into thousands of pieces.

Ling Zifeng shook his head, he really had no interest in starting this kind of person, he could only dirty his hands after killing him, the Soul Devouring Sword was sheathed, and he turned around and prepared to leave.

Hiss!

A sound of breaking the air came, Ling Zifeng's body was crooked, and the blade of the sword grazed the clothes under his ribs.

The person who attacked this sneak attack was the one who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, it turned out that this was a bitter trick he played just now, just waiting for Ling Zifeng to turn around and make a sneak attack when he was fully vigilant,

"Looking for death,"

If I go around your life, but you are self-defeating, then you can't blame me. Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, and a palm wind swept backwards with a wave of his hand.

Burst!

The palm wind hit the neck, the tendons and veins were shattered, the mouth and nose were congested, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and he fell down after holding on for a while, staring at Ling Zifeng with dead eyes, and he didn't blink his eyes until he died.

He couldn't figure out until he died, how Ling Zifeng noticed it, in this river and lake, with his skills to sneak attack in such a situation, almost no one could dodge unscathed, let alone fight back in an instant and kill him. However, he could only die with doubts, even if Ling Zifeng told him the reason, he couldn't hear it.

Ling Zifeng glanced around, and said coldly: "You are all ordinary people, you all have wives and children in the family, I don't want to kill you, and you can't keep me, don't force me to make a move." ”

There was silence all around, except for the sound of rain, Ling Zifeng's indifferent words seemed to be like a piece of air, and no one responded, but Ling Zifeng knew that they had heard it.

After Ling Zifeng finished speaking, he left without looking back, walking towards the endless wilderness, without looking back at him. It wasn't until Ling Zifeng's figure disappeared into the wilderness that there were figures around the pavilion holding long crossbows and arrows on their backs.

Everyone's faces were extremely solemn, it was not that they didn't want to make a move just now, but Ling Zifeng's words made them dispel the idea of making a move.

They are all ordinary people, they do have wives and children in the family, with Ling Zifeng's skills, none of these masters of the rivers and lakes have been able to hurt him, if they want to leave Ling Zifeng behind, I am afraid that they will have to pay at least half of the casualties before they can be sure of a little success.

Even if they could kill Ling Zifeng here, they would not be able to save their lives when they got the Soul Devouring Sword.

As the so-called puffer is innocent, he is guilty, and it is not only them who will die when the time comes, but also their families, this kind of loss-making business, honest ordinary people, no one will want to do it.

alas

Someone took a deep breath and sighed and said: Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, although the buyer is dead now, but since we have taken the money, we have the right to collect the corpses for them, and we still have to be kind, otherwise I am afraid that we will also lie on the ground at this time, and no one will collect the corpses.

And the killing caused by Ling Zifeng in Tanglin has not subsided, and now it is in the rivers and lakes, stirring up a bloody storm. made the entire rivers and lakes throw up a huge wave again, and almost all the good and evil realms are speaking out to condemn Ling Zifeng, and they are bound to kill him as soon as possible.

Just when Ling Zifeng set foot in the Baiduan Mountain Range, a good and evil demon slaying alliance had been born, and the slightly famous forces in the entire rivers and lakes were involved, killing towards the Baiduan Mountain Range, vowing to kill Ling Zifeng in the Baiduan Mountain Range, and seek justice for those who died in the rivers and lakes.

Tianxin Temple in the North Desert.

In the solemn ancient temple, the bells are echoing one by one, lingering in the huge temple pavilions.

This is the Nirvana bell of Tianxin Temple ringing, Tianxin Temple was built for 960 years, Nirvana Bell only rang three times, the first time is that Tianxin Temple is in danger of destruction, the second time is the birth of the Soul Devouring Sword, King Qin killed the world, the third world catastrophe, good and evil melee.

And now, the Nirvana bell that has been silent for hundreds of years has struck again, and the monks are all full of compassion, and the people in the world do not know what kind of catastrophe they will face.

alas

In the Tibetan scripture building, the unrepentant master who devoted himself to worshiping the Buddha all day long opened his eyes and sighed slowly: Idiot, do you have to wash away the dust of this world, let yourself fall into the sea of suffering, and sink forever?

A disciple stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, bowed and said, "Don't regret the ancestor, the host is invited." ”

"Got it, you go down,"

The unrepentant master stood up and put the scripture book on his knee on the shelf, and the person walked down the scripture building with his back bent as if he was dozens of years old.

Daxiong Treasure Hall, majestic and solemn, Buddha sound bursts, ten zhang high Buddha statue sitting cross-legged, kind eyebrows and kind eyes look in all directions, sandalwood curls up pervasively.

Thousands of disciples in the temple gathered outside the hall with solemn expressions. The three masters of Tianwen, Tianbei, and Tianyu stood in front of the door of the main hall, and the master of no regrets stood aside.

Amitabha

The Nirvana bell rang, and all the monks gathered here today because the Blood God Sword, which had been dormant for thousands of years, was born again, stirring up a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes. My Tianxin Temple adheres to the rules of not touching the world and not crossing the red dust, and should not be mixed with the disputes of this earthly world. However, the Buddha has a cloud: people in Buddhism should take it as their responsibility to transform the world and save the common people. This time, it is necessary to set foot in the mortal dust, eliminate the difficulties of the disaster, and stop this catastrophe.

"Don't regret it, this time you will walk with the poor monk," Master Tianwen glanced at Master Wuregret.

"Yes, master. ”

The unrepentant master nodded in response.

Master Tianwen continued: The rest of the disciples should cultivate the Buddha sincerely and must not leave the monastery for half a step. If the righteous path is lost, the world should be doomed, and no disciple must set foot in this catastrophe without permission, otherwise he will inevitably suffer a catastrophe.