The waves crashed on the shore, under the twilight, the people and horses on both sides, the opposites were clear, the two sides of the strait were left and right, between the condensation of the atmosphere, the killing machine was raging, and the Buddha and the swordsman did not move lightly.

On the east bank of the great river, three hundred blood-clothed swordsmen stood silently, and the blood light bloomed, revealing an ominous demon like a demon, and where the eye could see, it was an extremely cold meaning that was enough to penetrate the flesh and blood, bone marrow, and even the soul.

The person at the head, dressed in ragged clothes, red eyes, dark gray and white hair looked quite weathered, and a pair of feet, all cut off from the knee down, the swordsman walked with a sword, he could still kill, it was one of the four judgments of the Earth Remnant Valley - Shen Tu Remnant.

"Ignorant Buddhas, according to the previous agreement, a battle is decided, if you wait, Shentu remnants with three hundred bloody clothes do not fight like this, if I win, you wait to retreat, the whole army for three days, can you remember?" Shen Tu said in a cold voice, without a hint of human meaning in it.

"Amitabha, the monks don't say anything, and I hope that the donor will not forget the promise at that time." Among the allied forces of the Buddhas, one person said, looking at the appearance, the face is like a crown of jade, the abundance is handsome, and the demeanor is elegant, if it is not for the robe, the tin rod, said that he is a rich and noble son, no one will doubt it.

"Huh." Shen Tu Remnant grinned, revealing some yellowed teeth, his face was a little sarcastic, and the remnant sword in his right hand pointed at the other side, "That is the case, then Shen Tu Remnant will come to teach you how to learn from the water." ”

"Amitabha, Mu Chen's ugliness." But I saw Mu Chen step out, and the flowers under his feet were as holy and flawless as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, treading water and moving forward, like walking on the ground. When the words fell, Mu Chen's right hand was empty, and a golden glass-like golden light blade appeared in his hand, and then looked closely, the light blade was actually composed of countless tiny golden sand particles.

"Counterattack and annihilation!" The swordsman replaces the foot with the sword, goes against the tide, hurricane! Waves! The sword in the right hand swung, and the blood-red sword light suddenly flowed around, causing the heavens and the earth to change color, and the sword path of the lore was completely different from the sword movement of ordinary people, and the sword intent of slaughtering the gods and destroying the Buddha rushed straight into the sky.

Remnant sword, Buddha blade, the first contact, stormy waves, soaring waves rushed to the sky, the Buddha is calm and thick, the swordsman is very spicy, in the face of the treacherous sword Shen Tu remnant, Mu Chen's heart is like stopping the water, the step is steady, the move is steady, even if the bloody sword qi is vertical and horizontal, it is difficult to hide the Buddha's light Shenghua.

I know that the person in front of me is the top master of Rushui Temple, Shen Tu's crippled entry and exit, fast, sharp, dangerous swordsmanship, left hand, right hand alternately carry the sword, although the legs are missing, wading waves are especially better than the general master a few points, the sword is bloody, and the two are inseparable.

"Amitabha, Lord Shentu, your sword path is more refined." The light blade in Mu Chen's hand waved, and the tiny golden sand that drifted away was actually violently colliding with the Dao Dao sword qi splashed out by the sword in Shen Tu's hand, and the two of them were shrouded in a secret net of lore, and they both knew that only the winner could get out.

"Then let's save your life!" Shen Tu remnant monster screamed, killing intent agitated, ferocious again, the remnant sword danced, the power was better before, the bright sword, Yang Feng, the style of murderous energy, killing intent disturbed people's minds, enough to destroy the liver and bladder, only to see Mu Chen step into the air, the light blade straight down, the Buddha Qi straight cut unimpeded, a face to the remnant of the sword, the momentum of the longitudinal line, the force through the body of Shen Tu, sink a few points.

"Drink!" "Kill!" But hearing the two of them shouting at the same time, Shen Tu's remnant double swords are like swimming dragons, taking off to fight back, and then rolling up the waves, Mu Chen did not dare to be careless, the glazed gold in his hand became more and more dazzling, and the sonorous sound stirred both sides of the river, in the blink of an eye, the sword blades were staggered, the ten moves had passed, the monk and the swordsman were red at the same time, and then set off a new chapter in the war.

On both sides of the river, the remnants of the valley, the soldiers and horses of Buddhism, closely watched the battle situation in the river, and did not even dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting the performance of the two people in the field, they all knew that this kind of battle, even if it was only for a moment, would become a chance for defeat.

"Blood Swallow Shear!"

"Mahagara!"

But when he saw Shen Tu's remnant sword raised, a sword implied ten thousand styles, showing the power of Shura, and in an instant, a red calamity descended from the sky, like a sea of blood opening the underworld; On the other side, Mu Chen's hand twisted, and the glazed Buddha blade in his hand turned into grains of golden sand, like a Brahma rain falling from the sky, exorcising demons and demons. One Buddha and one demon, one forgiveness, one killing, the two forces of Buddha and demon contend to form two completely different worlds. Then they shouted in unison, and the two sides attacked each other with big moves. The air flow of the soup caused an explosion all around, and the qi of the holy demons clashed, forming a whirlpool of air currents around it, and the rivers were against the tide.

"Mu Chen, it seems that you don't have a chance to subdue the demon yet." As the storm subsided, Shen Tu stood on the shore with his twin swords and mocked.

"Amitabha." Mu Chen clasped his hands together and said: "Lord Shentu, it seems that you and I are also indistinguishable from each other for a while, why not take a step back, you wait to retreat to the remnant valley, and we will retreat and rest for a day, how about it?" Mu Chen said lightly, and Shen Tu's sarcastic words did not enter his heart at all.

"Humph!" Shen Tu Yan didn't speak, just snorted twice, and then the three hundred blood-clothed swordsmen behind him had already followed him and disappeared on the bank of the river, orderly, seemingly defenseless, in fact, the masters of Buddhism all knew that if he and others were good at going further at this moment, the situation would be very different at this moment.

Seeing Shen Tu remnants walking farther and farther, Mu Chen covered his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then pieces of blood spread rapidly on Mu Chen's robe.

"Master Mu Chen!" Seeing Mu Chen gradually falling into a coma, everyone exclaimed, and when their consciousness was hazy, Mu Chen gave the last order, and said in the ear of the person next to him: "Retreat and rest for a day." ”

On the other side, every step Shen Tu Remnant took, the blood was left on the ground along the two remnant swords, and in a short time, Shen Tu Remnant had already become a bloody man, although so, but the three hundred blood-clothed swordsmen still did not stop, even if they looked at Shen Tu Remnant being seriously injured, their demeanor did not change in the slightest. Shen Tu didn't need to say anything, just walked step by step.

Mu Chen, worthy of being a powerful monk in the rock wall of the Water Temple, has a lot of improvement in strength compared to before, but so what...... Shen Tu Remnant thought of this, and the internal yuan around his body was circulating, and he actually forcibly burned the wound with high temperature, and after a while, a scorching smell had spread, but Shen Tu Remnant's complexion did not change in the slightest.

The steps under his feet are much faster.

I think that I lost my wife and broken my legs and my family for the sake of righteousness, and now I have become a demon in the mouth of the world, Tu'er, if you know in the spirit of heaven, you will also feel extremely ironic, the lonely swordsman, frowning, muttering words that others can't hear, step by step, towards his own sword path, gradually drifting away.