Phew!

The fifteenth sword of death.

Bai Xiaosheng has already held Master Heartlake in his hand, and he can be used as a shield at any time to deal with and resist all attacks.

In other words—the Heartlake Master will always die before him, not after him.

But at this moment, Su Weiyun's sword had already arrived in front of Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, but he woke up like a dream, and he could react, and it was too late to make a move.

In the situation just now, in addition to the "unparalleled in the world, no one can compare" Xiao Li Feidao, perhaps only such a sword that makes everything fall to death and silence, and the fifteenth sword that condenses the long river of winter cold can save the master of Xinhu.

In fact, not only Bai Xiaosheng, but even Xinhu, Xinmei, and Xinjian were also shocked by this sword technique, but Master Xinhu's Buddhism was extremely high, and his cultivation was profound, so he was much more "sober" than the other three.

So he watched as the sword passed by him and pierced into the Tianzong acupoint on Bai Xiaosheng's right shoulder, almost cutting off the tendons and bones that connected his right arm to his shoulder!

Bai Xiaosheng's right hand flickered, and he suddenly lost his strength, and his left hand still wanted to use a move, but the master of Xinhu hooked up with his ten fingers, and displayed the mastery of "dragon claw hand", buckled his wrist, sank and twisted his waist, and threw it out with force.

"Amitabha!"

Bai Xiaosheng's body was thrown high, blood splattered from his right shoulder, and flew past Xinjian's side, almost falling into the cliff below the peak.

Xinjian's face changed, and he was in a hurry, and jumped up to catch Bai Xiaosheng.

Master Xinhu took the opportunity to go to Xinmei's side and help him unlock the acupoint, his eyes were shining, and he stared at Bai Xiaosheng and Xinjian with an unkind face!

"I can't imagine that Bai Xiaosheng, who is famous in the martial arts, has been hiding for so long, he is a man with a human face and a beast heart, and he is a scheming hero!"

Bai Xiaosheng had no intention of answering Master Xinhu's words at all, but stared at Su Weiyun and said, "Why did you attack me?!" ”

Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Bai Xiaosheng judges the weapon spectrum, I have always been curious about your martial arts, so I tried my sword." ”

Bai Xiaosheng snorted coldly and said, "If you finish trying, you can use another sword to kill the two monks beside you, and our original agreement will remain unchanged!" ”

"You join the Money Gang, and I recommend you as the deputy gang leader to the Shangguan Gang Leader!"

He really deserves to be a hero, and at this time, he can still keep calm and lobby Su Weiyun.

Master Xinhu clasped his palms together and said: "Amitabha, the donor is the pillar of the righteous path, a generation of hidden heroes, never enter the evil sect!" ”

The mountain peaks stand, the cold wind blows, and the ancient Shaolin temple in the distant mountains comes with bursts of bells.

The cold winds of deep winter are especially cold.

Xinjian tightened his robe and couldn't help but shrink his neck again.

Bai Xiaosheng continued: "You may not know how powerful the Money Gang is, and how powerful the deputy leader of the Money Gang is, I just want to tell you a little ........"

Su Weiyun suddenly interrupted him and said, "I just want to tell you a little bit too. ”

"The so-called money helper you mentioned, glory and wealth, as far as I am concerned, are all floating clouds, and they can't tempt me at all."

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Huo Huo: "But you don't have to be an enemy of my money gang." Now you can pretend you don't know anything, and leave, and our grievances can be written off! ”

He took a small vial from his bosom and poured some strange black powder on the wound in his shoulder, which, strangely, immediately ceased to bleed.

Su Weiyun looked at the white clouds in the sky, was silent for a long time, and said, "You should have died under my sword." ”

Bai Xiaosheng frowned deeply.

The sword just now did have a chance to kill him, but at the last moment, the blade of the sword turned and only injured his right arm.

Su Weiyun said: "But I deliberately let you go, I just want to hear how many people you think the sword just now can be ranked in the weapon spectrum." ”

Bai Xiaosheng's brows loosened, and he laughed: "It turns out that what you value is reputation? Hahaha, don't worry, when I get out, I will promote it for you, and you will definitely become famous and become a decisive person! ”

Su Weiyun said lightly: "I only ask what is the number of weapons that sword can be ranked?" ”

Bai Xiaosheng said without thinking: "The Shangguan Gang Master is ranked second, and I can at most put you in the third place on the same level as Xiao Li Feidao." ”

"The third place is enough."

Su Weiyun suddenly closed her eyes and quietly waited for something to come.

However, only white clouds drifted through the mountains.

The white clouds changed into various shapes, but there was no sound in the mountains.

Obviously, from Su Weiyun's face, it could be seen that what he wanted to wait for did not come.

Master Xinmei suddenly said: "Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum was set ten years ago, how can you compare the martial arts predecessors ten years ago with you ten years later?" ”

Su Weiyun nodded thoughtfully, looked at Bai Xiaosheng and asked, "You haven't seen that Xiao Li Flying Knife for ten years, haven't you?" ”

"This ........"

Su Weiyun sighed in disappointment and said, "No need to say more, I already know!" ”

He knew that Bai Xiaosheng's mouth alone would not be able to really allow him to obtain the top three rankings of the weapon spectrum.

The sword came out, and it was the dim river again.

It was the gray-haired old man who struck the drowning man on the head with a pulp.

It's still the fifteenth sword that kills you.

Bai Xiaosheng had obviously seen this sword just now, but he still couldn't dodge it.

Cha!

Blood splattered from his throat, and his body slowly collapsed.

Xinjian gritted his teeth, knowing that it was impossible to survive, so he jumped down the mountain with Bai Xiaosheng's corpse in his arms, and he went to bet on the only chance of life.

The white clouds have passed, and the wind is still blowing.

But the battle and fighting in front of the Bodhidharma wall cave disappeared, and the Song Mountain returned to calm.

The master of Xinhu, the head of a generation of Shaolin, was full of emotion, and he didn't know what to say, and finally only said one sentence: "The donor's sword has entered the devil, and it is better to use it less in the future." ”

Su Weiyun said with a smile: "If it weren't for the sword just now, I might not be sure to save you, Master." ”

Master Xinhu said: "One thought is a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon." Who is the measure of people's hearts? ”

Su Weiyun said: "I used a swordsmanship to kill people and demons, but I saved a Shaolin head and a senior monk; It can be regarded as indirectly saving thousands of monks in Shaolin Temple......."

"The sword intent is born with the mind, and it changes with the mind, and the beauty of it is almost indescribable!"

Master Xinhu said: "I can't help but move, but I give birth to my heart." The donor has already comprehended the convergence of the artistic conception of martial arts and his mind, and it must not be far from going to the next level. ”

Su Weiyun said: "In the past, I only wanted to use Buddhism martial arts to balance the life-killing sword technique, and use Buddhism to dissolve the murderous aura in my heart, but I didn't know that this was the case. ”

Master Heartlake smiled, "I see. The Buddha is originally in your heart. ”

"Donor, please come down the mountain."

"Master, please go back to the temple."

The three of them paced slowly and returned to the Shaolin Temple.

Master Xinmei first rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to deal with the theft of the Tibetan Scriptures; And Master Xinhu instructed the monks in the temple for a while, telling them to remember that after taking Su Weiyun as a guest, he couldn't think about it behind closed doors.

And Su Weiyun went down the mountain after staying for a few days.

He planned to find a disciple so that he could make an appointment with Li Xunhuan in three years.