Ji Ning stretched out his right hand, and in the palm of his hand was a yellow crystal ball, and he walked down the bell tower step by step.

With each step, there was an invisible sword qi condensed under his feet, acting as a step.

"Jingnian Zen Monastery is so bold that he dares to privately hide the jade seal of the country, and Hu Jiao should be punished."

The deep voice spread throughout the temple, followed by the sound of "Qiang, Qiang" swords, and the killing spirit rushed into the sky.

Hundreds of invisible sword qi appeared, overwhelming the sky, and swept towards the monks on the White Stone Square.

Although it is only one person, it is better than a thousand troops.

The sword is ethereal, the heart is broken, the sword aura is like a tide, and it is powerful in all directions.

On the white stone square of the Jingnian Zen Temple, some monks who cultivated at the bottom of the temple, the true qi in their bodies was uncontrollable, and they suddenly fell to the ground, and in serious cases, they even bled from seven orifices.

Those with more profound skills sit cross-legged and fight against the in-ear magic sound with all their might.

"Boom!"

The four King Kongs roared at the same time, the sound was like thunder, but they were instantly overwhelmed by the storm of sword qi.

Ji Ning stepped forward, and one monk after another fell at his feet.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of a Buddha's horn shook people's hearts, and many monks who were about to go mad were pulled back, but it was the empty man who practiced closed-mouth meditation who spoke in person. Years of hard work have been lost, but they have not been able to shake their Zen heart.

Buddhism is originally for the purpose of universalizing sentient beings, and a kind of enlightenment suddenly rises in the hollow mind.

"It's empty, hand over the jade seal of the country, and I will spare you from death."

Ji Ning's voice penetrated the sound of the sword, like a jade strike, clanging.

"All the realms are unstained, and they are called thoughtless. Leave the country in white thoughts, and do not think in the law. If you don't think about all things, you will get rid of all your thoughts, and if you break your thoughts, you will die, and you will be born elsewhere. …… If there is no thought, there is no thought. ”

Although the sound of the empty chanting was not loud, in the ears of the monks of the Pure Nian Monastery, it was like thunder, and the whole person's spirit gradually became round and complete, free from the influence of the magic sound.

At the same time, the four King Kongs waved their Zen staffs, facing the overwhelming invisible sword qi, and the four of them cooperated with each other to form a formation, and the Zen staff in their hands waved a general trend that water could not splash.

The tacit understanding of eating and living together for decades, the martial arts of the brothers and sisters come from the same source, and they cooperate with each other like giants with four heads and eight arms, solid as a rock and as stable as Mount Tai.

Between Ji Ning's thoughts, the invisible sword qi was like a raging storm, slapping fiercely on the formation formed by the four great King Kongs.

"Boom!"

The four great King Kongs pushed the gold mountain, and fell down like a jade pillar. Their bodies have all been hollowed out, exhausted, and unable to fight anymore.

"Whoosh."

A Buddha bead popped out of the air, and the "Pure Mind Zen Gong" exerted twelve points of power in his hand.

As long as you can't afford to think about it, the Zen Gong is flawless, and in the confrontation of the spiritual will of the martial arts, the void will never waver. The ethereal sword roared into the ears, like a breeze blowing on the hills.

The cold light flashed, and a brilliant sword light flew out of the yellow crystal ball in Ji Ning's hand, which slashed directly at the Buddha bead, and a solid copper Buddha bead was easily broken in two under the sword.

This sword is not endless, the dazzling sword light goes straight to the empty face, there is no change, there is no back hand, tiled and straightforward, God is in the sword first, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

The sword light is elegant, fast as lightning, like a frightening flood, like a swimming dragon, beautiful like a dream.

Before waking up from the dream, the sword has arrived.

At this moment, the empty image suddenly melted into the night sky in the sky, vast and boundless, with infinite mana, and there were flaws everywhere, but none of them were flaws that could be taken advantage of.

"The Three Realms are idealistic, the ten thousand laws are only knowledgeable, and they don't ask for it, they are all created by the heart; There is no way outside the heart, the eyes are full of yellow, and everything is sufficient. ”

In a low groan, he slowly pushed out a palm, which seemed to weigh more than 10,000 catties, and was as light as a feather; It is as large as a mountain, and as ill as nothing.

In the uncertain palm posture, the indescribably beautiful sword light was like a long rainbow, breaking through the gap between the virtual and the real, and stabbing at the empty eyebrows with an indescribable amazement.

The empty palms came out together, as if slow and fast. Its time has a mysterious feeling of being with heaven and earth, and with the holy and true spirits, and singing: "All laws are like dreams, there is nothing to do, dreams are silent, not the beginning of the present, dreams are dreaming, what is the loss and what is the benefit, obsessed with it, and forgetting is gone." ”

At the time of Zen singing, thousands of palm shadows appeared in front of Ji Ning's eyes, and the overwhelming Mount Tai was pressed over.

"Bang!"

The sword light shattered, turned into a rain of light in the sky, and scattered in all directions.

"Dang!"

A small golden bell suddenly appeared in his empty hand, emitting a clear sound that seemed to come from the ethereal Nine Heavens Xuan Realm.

Then, I saw the bronze bell fly out and spin and crash towards Ji Ning.

The air retreated, his hand away from the bronze bell, purely with the pure power of decades of Zen sect, and the remote control used the bell to attack.

Ji Ning stepped on the gossip, slid away suddenly, avoided the bronze bell, and then stepped to the right side of the empty space with the footwork of shrinking the ground into inches, and the fingers of his left hand stabbed forward like a sword, and the spirit was condensed, and the dazzling sword light reappeared.

The bronze bell returned safely to his empty hand, and the Brahma monk looked solemn, staring at the Zen bell in his hand, and pushed it out with one palm.

The palm is as slow as a mountain not moving, but it is incomparable in force, and there is no sound between dissolving and unloading.

No matter how strong and fast Ji Ning's sword is, it is like a breeze flowing without leaving a trace.

"When, when......"

The sound of the sword light and the bronze bell colliding was endless, and the true qi was constantly squeezing and repelling, consuming each other.

The true qi that was dispersed in the sound of "poof, poof" turned into a violent wind and rolled outward.

There were more than 100 rounds of fierce fighting, and the two sides were evenly matched.

The sound of the wind roaring is implied by the sound of the wind roaring with a single hand and a foot thrown away, and the force carries a thousand thunders, leaving a circle of footprints on the ground.

Ji Ning's light skills are wonderful, he advances and retreats calmly, and his sword light is swaying as he wishes, doing whatever he wants. Occasionally, there is a stroke of genius, which is amazing.

The void is an excellent sword grinding stone, Ji Ning calmed down and honed his swordsmanship.

Suddenly, the air burst out of true qi, his body shook, and he retreated into the bronze hall behind.

Ji Ning chased to the door of the bronze hall, felt alarmed, stopped suddenly, and said: "It's empty, within ten breaths, if you don't hand over the jade seal of the country, collect the corpses of this group of monks outside." ”

"Ten, nine, eight...... Two, one. ”

After Ji Ning counted ten, there was not the slightest movement in the bronze hall, he sneered, flicked his fingers, and the sword qi shot out, and a monk who fell to the ground suddenly turned his head in a different place.

The steaming blood stained the stone slabs on the ground red.

"Demon, you can't ...... good"

Ji Ning pointed casually, and the sword qi took another life.

And then there's the sixth, then the seventh......

There is no crying, no begging for mercy, only the determination to see death as home, and the perseverance that will never compromise.

"They are all good boys, but they are thieves."

The sword qi was rampant, and Ji Ning calmly harvested the lives of the monks who fell on the white stone square.

He had shown mercy to his subordinates before, and only hurt people with the sound of his sword. Now that Sora has made his choice, he will naturally not be merciful at this moment.