With a sword slash, all kinds of illusions are born, and a stream of rhyme is also contained in this sword.

or to be born, or to perish, or to stagnate, or to explode, or to be perfect, or to be incomplete.

The sword light is vast, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, there is only this sword in the sky and the world.

In this sword, there are too many of them, and almost all of Xia Yunmo's understanding of the way of the sword that has been practiced so far is contained in it.

The sword shines brightly and dazzles. Everyone held their breath, and in front of this sword, they felt small.

Suddenly, behind Xia Yunmo, there seemed to be a golden-armored god holding a long sword, and a sword slashed down, wanting to cut the entire night and change it back to the blue sky and white sun.

Ding Chunqiu stood straight, motionless, and his sword qi rushed straight to the door, making his hair fly.

He couldn't even move a finger, as if he had been immobilized. Only a pair of eyes still bloom brightly.

In Ding Chunqiu's eyes, there is sudden enlightenment, obscurity and confusion, and there is a faint sense of relief.

"The swordsmanship is mysterious, it's not just about speed."

Ding Chunqiu is not a pious seeker like the West Gate Blowing Snow and the white-clothed man of the East China Sea, in his opinion, the sword is just a weapon, a weapon to kill.

And those cumbersome swordsmanship are just tricks to deceive people.

The sword only needs to be "fast" to gallop the world.

Electrifying and flint, galloping. Extreme speed, that is his understanding of kendo.

If the sword can't defeat the opponent, it only proves that it's not fast enough.

Today, in Xia Yunmo's sword, he realized that the way of the sword is so vast and contains all kinds of things, which is far from being explained by a shallow word "fast".

Under this sword, all kinds of confusion in the past suddenly realized, and his thoughts were like sparks of lightning, and he couldn't wait to leave the sword to show his newly comprehended swordsmanship, but he couldn't move.

No!

His heart suddenly roared, everyone has a different understanding of swordsmanship, and my swordsmanship only needs enough speed.

I'm not fast enough to lose.

The belief accumulated for decades collided with the perception of seeing Xia Yunmo's sword, and no one was convinced.

However, before he could think about it any more, a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and blood gushed out.

Ding Chunqiu could move again, he wiped the blood on his forehead, staggered back a few steps, and his consciousness began to blur.

But those disciples retreated like a plague, and no one helped him, as if this was not their master, but a dying beast.

Ding Chunqiu suddenly recalled his life, although it was not legendary, but it was also ups and downs. Then he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

This master master who stirred up the storms of the rivers and lakes died under his own sword after all.

As for the understanding of the sword, no one knows his last thoughts.

Xia Yunmo put away his sword, the previous sword was transformed into thousands of illusions, and any martial artist only needs to comprehend one of them, which is enough to dominate the rivers and lakes and dominate the world.

What's more, Xia Yunmo has several swordsmanship and one body, and each of them has reached the peak of perfection.

However, Xia Yunmo was still not satisfied, and he let out a long sigh: "It's too miscellaneous." ”

His swordsmanship is too miscellaneous, and many of them are other people's swordsmanship, which is not in line with his own way.

There was no problem in the early stage, but with the arrival of the time to promote to the Heavenly and Human Realm, it felt that it would become a disadvantage for the future path.

"It seems that when the time comes, not only will the four major cultivation systems be unified into the great unification, but even the swordsmanship will have to be recultivated and create their own swordsmanship."

Xia Yunmo secretly made up his mind in his heart, and looked up at the people of the Star Sect in front of him.

He had no killing intent, but these guys unconsciously stepped back, even though they felt that there were thousands of people behind them, they didn't feel safe.

Ding Chunqiu's Xingzhu Sect disciples had 3,000 disciples, but this time they didn't bring all of them, only more than 1,000 people were here.

But all of these more than 1,000 people are martial arts practitioners, and after seeing Xia Yunmo's methods, they dare not be careless.

Of course, the more important point is that this group of people are all condensed because of the old immortals of the stars, and when they are separated from morality, as soon as the old immortals of the stars die, they will be a plate of loose sand.

Otherwise, the cohesion of these thousands of disciples who practice martial arts is also a large force.

Some of the Nakshatra disciples purred their eyes, thinking about whether to flee immediately, or whether to bow down to the mysterious man in front of them in exchange for their lives.

Xia Yunmo smiled slightly, and said loudly: "This is a pure place for Buddhism, and it is not appropriate to kill." ”

When everyone heard this sentence, their hearts were slightly relieved, but suddenly they saw this mysterious man shooting the air with one hand, and he actually sucked a boulder several feet high into the air not far away.

"However, as far as I know, you are not good people, following Ding Chunqiu to act as a tiger, burning, killing and looting, and doing all kinds of evil. I also give you a chance, and when this boulder is shattered and debris is scattered, whether you can escape your life depends on your own path of creation and destiny. ”

With that, the boulder in the air trembled, and then fragmented lines appeared, which soon broke into small pieces.

"Be careful."

The words fell, and the huge stone debris in the air poured down towards the many Star Sect disciples below. The largest of these stone chips is only about the size of a fist, and the smaller ones are about the same size as soybeans.

If it was placed in normal times, not many people would care about this gravel, but at this moment it has become a life talisman. The debris fell like a meteor, carrying a terrifying force, setting off gusts of wind that made everyone below tremble.

The next moment, there were bursts of screams.

There are too many debris made of giant stones, although they are small, but they are full of terrifying power, and the speed is as fast as lightning. However, this group of Star Sect disciples were all lined up, standing together densely, and it was very difficult to hide at this time.

Bang bang!

The stone chips hit the disciples of the Star Sect at an extremely fast speed. Some of the disciples didn't have time to react before they were pierced through their arms. Shoulders, neck, and even forehead.

Some disciples who reacted quickly and had been prepared for a long time picked up the weapons in their hands to resist, but there was a "dang" sound, and the weapons in their hands were also broken, but the stone chips continued to shoot unhindered.

After a few moments, there were no more stone chips in the air.

And the smell of blood in the entire Shaolin Temple is getting stronger and stronger. The abbot looked at it, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha." ”

In the midst of the scene, the sound of wailing and screaming was endless.

The stone chips that came forward poured out, and the power carried on them was definitely not something that these disciples could compete with. And there are so many stone chips that almost every disciple has been taken care of.

If you are hit in the hands and feet, there will inevitably be a blood hole, and the blood will flow out, and even if the injury is healed in the future, I am afraid that the hands and feet will also leave sequelae.

These are still good, some are hit in the forehead, heart, throat and other key parts, that is, they are killed on the spot. Before he died, he looked hideous, but he never imagined that he would be stoned to death anyway.

Of course, there were one or two lucky people in the crowd, standing there, motionless, unscathed. He was standing there in a daze, and it took a long time to react, dancing with his hands, so unhappy, and when the rest of the people looked at him with resentful eyes, he quickly pretended to be hit on the buttocks, and lay on the ground, wailing and crying out in pain.

After this blow, Xia Yunmo did not attack again.

He looked at the group of people again, and said, "Who of you knows where Ding Chunqiu hid books?" ”

Ding Chunqiu has collected a lot of martial arts cheats along the way, which just saves Xia Yunmo a lot of things.

"The World...... World-honored, I know. ”

A figure came out of the crowd, but it was a woman, wearing a purple shirt wrapped around her slender body, her face was exquisite, her eyes were very smart, and there was a slightly flattering smile on her face, but it was not disgusting.

Except for walking with a limp, the rest makes people unable to jump out of discomfort.

The woman didn't know Xia Yunmo's name, and she didn't dare to mess around, using the honorific title that the monk had given Xia Yunmo before.

Xia Yunmo stared slightly: "You are ...... Ah Zi? Previously, the five elite disciples under Ding Chunqiu's command all reported their names, but Xia Yunmo had some impressions.

Ah Zi's heart jumped and said, "It's Ah Zi." ”

Xia Yunmo nodded and said, "Since that's the case, you can follow me for the time being." ”

Ah Zi hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Yes, Shizun." After that, he stood obediently behind Xia Yunmo, looking directly at the Xingzhu Sect disciple opposite, looking at her natural appearance, as if she was originally in the same group as Xia Yunmo.

Some other disciples secretly shouted that it was a pity, but they didn't dare to say more.

Xia Yunmo took a long breath and said loudly: "I count my words, you are not dead, your fate is big, I will not make a move." ”

His voice was very loud, and everyone could hear it clearly: "However, you must remember that this fate is given by God, and when you act in the future, remember to be worthy of God and your conscience." ”

"Remove the bodies of your companions, clean up the blood, and stop doing any more evil."

Xia Yunmo's voice contained some power of faith, which was enough to change the souls of these people. Maybe they can't be great good people, but they won't be too bad to think about.

The survivors were pardoned, and they were busy kowtowing to the World-Honored One, and then carrying the bodies down the mountain.

The monks of Shaolin Temple looked at Xia Yunmo and bowed, as if he was no longer a human being, but the Arhat Buddha who used justice as a weapon to cleanse the world of evil. While using thunder methods, he did not forget to leave a glimmer of life, and he did not forget to give birth to both grace and power.

Even Ah Zi, after listening to Xia Yunmo's words, looked at Xia Yunmo with stars in his eyes and adoring. Among them, it is inevitable that it will be a little miserable and hypocritical. But more of them are happy and convinced, and they only feel that the person in front of them is a few points taller than Wuyue Taishan.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I'm not a good person, I don't count killing, I bleed and drifted, but I don't know that who dares to take this good head?" ”

For him, the definition of good and evil has always been vague, and everything just goes according to his heart.