The stars in the heavens are bloodthirsty, the lights on the streets are smashing, and the whole world has been reflected in the eyes of the pale man, because the god of death has put the weapon of soul snatching against his throat.

"Cang Heng, you .....!" Before Cang Zhen finished speaking, Wan Xiuyi had already advanced sideways behind him, and hit him on the neck with a heavy blow, and Cang Zhen fainted.

"Let's find a place and settle the score..."The killing intent in his eyes was as cold as the moon, and the words in his mouth were as cold as knives, only to see Wan Xiu lift the fainting Cangzhen with one hand, and jump into the deep night, leaving only drunken mortals on the ground, curled up unconsciously.

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The crow peeked into the deep forest, and the howl of the beast sounded from time to time, adding a bit of horror to the night.

"Uh... Ahh

"Cang Heng, you dog!" Cang Zhen gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his eyes bloodshot, writhing wildly, and cursing.

Wan Xiu swept Cang Zhen with a cold look, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "If you have the strength to struggle, you might as well take a good look at your burial place, you will definitely like it." The tone was emotionless, and he had regarded Cang Zhen as a dead man.

At this time, Cang Zhen thought that if he wanted to get out, understanding the surrounding environment was a necessary condition, so he turned his head to look around, not wanting to, and the scene in his eyes made him stunned and inexplicable.

Located in the col of two mountains, the terrain is flat, surrounded by green trees, and streams follow the bank, which should be a beautiful feng shui treasure land, but suddenly appeared in a huge pit on the ground, destroying everything, like the traces of a meteor falling to the ground, and like the remains eaten by a giant beast.

"This is the place where the Xuanpo elders and the others will die together with the enemy. Here, with your blood, pay tribute to the martyrs of our sect. Seeing the stunned in Cang Zhen's eyes, Wan Xiu explained coldly, and then slowly walked towards Cang Zhen with a blood-stained sword.

After listening to Wan Xiuyi's words, Cang Zhen did not have the slightest panic and guilt in his eyes, and suddenly began to laugh, hysterical, as if crazy, and then he shouted at Wan Xiuyi: "Do you think I am a traitor? Do you think I destroyed the Cangling Sword Sect? Wrong!!You are the biggest traitor! You are the murderer who destroyed the Cangling Sword Sect!"

Wan Xiuyi stopped, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth, and raised his left hand lightly, signaling Cangzhen to continue.

"Back then, Lingyue's demon girl designed to kill the sixth senior brother, but instead of eliminating the demon guard, you Cang Heng chose to shield that demon girl! That's how you repay the sect? That's how you repay your fellow disciples? You, Cang Heng, are not traitors, who are traitors?!" Cang Zhen is like a mad demon, not afraid of life and death, ignoring pain, only hoarse and unhappy.

"I thought that Xuan Po would directly kill the two of you, but I didn't expect that Xuan Po's old immortal would let you go directly! Shit! Just trying to cover you up. Why is all this? It's because you, Cangheng, are a kendo genius, because you, Cangheng, are the pride of the sky! The sixth senior brother died in vain, and many senior brothers died in vain! Such a sect, even if it is destroyed, it is even destroyed! The culprit of all this is you Cang Heng! And that Lingyue demon girl!" Roaring, Cang Zhen vented everything in his heart, opened his old wounds, and showed them in front of the enemy.

"Hmph. I thought you were going to say something earth-shattering. In that case, you should go to hell with hatred for me. Wan Xiuyi, who knew the truth of everything, of course would not change his mind because of a few words from Cangzhen, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the old grudge in his heart could finally be dissolved.

"Hahahaha! Cang Heng, you can't kill me! I have the talisman Buddha seal given by the sect master of the White Lotus Sect on my body, if you kill me, the Buddha seal will be activated, and you will also be crushed!" Seeing that his words couldn't shake Cang Heng, Cang Zhen put away his rampant demeanor, and a sinister smile appeared on his face, as if he expected Cang Heng not to dare to start.

"Tsk.. Is this what you rely on?" The killing intent in Wan Xiu's heart cannot be diluted by pouring the water of the galaxy, and the soil covering the nine heavens cannot be buried, the killing intent has been decided, and a hundred deaths will not be changed.

When the sword of killing was about to fall, the voice of questioning that had appeared before appeared again, this time it asked: "Do you really want to kill Cangzhen?" Even if he has extenuating circumstances, even if he kills him, he will fall into a crisis. Have you forgotten, Lingyue is still waiting for you at home. ”

"Hmph. Ask some nonsense. Cangzhen I have to kill, even if he has a follow-up move, I will kill him together, and then ..... Return to Lingyue!" In an instant, the silver light swept by, the blood was filled, a head flew up, and the souls of three or two returned to the west, and a sigh passed lightly in the air.

Wan Xiu shook off the blood from his sword and looked at the center of the huge crater not far away, where there used to be a small wooden house, and his beloved elders and brothers, he bowed deeply and turned away.

Suddenly, a pillar of golden light emerged from the pale corpse and soared straight into the sky, swinging away a thousand layers of floating clouds, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be plated with gold.

The sudden change made Wan Xiuyi frown slightly, stopped, clenched Qingfeng in his hand, and waited for the battle, not that he didn't want to withdraw, but from the moment the pillar of light appeared, a breath of qi had firmly locked him, and there was no way to avoid it!

The mighty pillar of light began to contract, slowly retreating from the sky, two meters above the cangzhen corpse, condensed into a golden human-shaped light and shadow, and then the dazzling light gradually dimmed, an old monk wearing a white monk's robe appeared, he slowly folded his hands, chanted a Buddha name in his mouth, and slowly said to Wan Xiuyi: "Poor monk Niankong, the sect master of the White Lotus Sect, this benefactor is reasonable." ”

"Sect Master of the White Lotus Sect, it's just an incarnation, what do you want?" Wan Xiu was calm on the surface, but in fact, he had already been alarmed in his heart, after all... The embodiment of spiritual power and the self without spiritual power are like a lamb facing a bloodthirsty lone wolf, although this lamb has sharp horns, but if it is accidentally thrown to the ground by a lone wolf, then only blood will be spattered on the spot.

"Of course, I asked the donor to go to my White Lotus Sect to sit down and give an explanation. The avatar spoke kindly, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a light in them.

"What if I don't want to..."Wan Xiuyi knew that once he made a move, his chances of winning were slim, but he never intended to be captured, and the sword practitioner was extremely sharp and indomitable, and I would slash him with a sword if he tried to tribulate everything!

"If the donor refuses, the poor monk... I could only plan the limbs of the donor and forcibly take the donor back. The avatar sighed slightly, and there was pity in his tone, but the golden scepter that appeared in his hand did not show the compassion of the monk at all.

The battle is about to begin, and Wan Xiu will attack!

In an instant, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a sword light was like a cold Jiao out of the pool, the speed was amazing, and the distance was crossed in an instant, and the cold light on the sword body had already illuminated the face of the incarnation. But......

Bite...!

A pale golden light curtain appeared, blocking this thunderous stabbing attack, and the monks fought, how could they not set up a protective spirit shield, and Wan Xiuyi's attack could not advance an inch.

Seeing that the fast attack was fruitless, Wan Xiu's body flickered, and he left the place in an instant, only to see a straight golden light sweeping, leaving a deep scorch mark on the ground, and if it was a second late, Wan Xiuyi would be divided into two halves.

"The donor is very murderous, and it seems that you can't be left behind. The incarnation slowly withdrew the scepter, his eyes were serious, thanks to the moment he appeared, he habitually set up a spirit shield, otherwise he was afraid that the incarnation who had overturned in the gutter and had palpitations withdrew his contempt for Cang Heng, and sure enough, none of the madmen of the Cangling Sword Sect were easy to deal with.

The incarnation of no longer leaving his hand, the scepter in his left hand, the Buddha salute in his right hand, the treasure is solemn, a golden "swastika" character shines brightly behind his head, he silently recites the incantation, and the golden silk threads converge from all directions above the head of the incarnation in all directions, and a huge palm quickly converges and forms.

"Five-fingered Demon Seal!" The incarnation saw the palm of his hand forming, and then said lightly in his mouth, raised his right hand above his head, and then slowly pressed down in the direction of Wan Xiuyi, and the huge palm in the air was also slowly covered, covering the sky and the sun, and his eyes were full of golden light.

The giant hand pressed down, Wan Xiuyi didn't dodge, because he didn't have time to get out of the range of the giant hand's attack, and the light in his eyes flashed: "Sure enough... Without spiritual power, it is still ..... after all It seems that there is only one trick to use. ”

Boom! The giant hand fell, kicking up the dust, and the surrounding trees were blown around by the scattered palm wind, such a momentum, it was impossible for mortals without spiritual power to survive.

Seeing this, a faint smile hung on the corner of the avatar's mouth, and he recited the compassion of my Buddha, and waved a gust of wind in his right hand, blowing away the dust that filled the surroundings. When the dust cleared, the wind gradually died out, the vision returned to clarity, and the scene that appeared made the incarnation's smile freeze on his face, and his pupils contracted in disbelief.

The ground covered by the golden giant hand left a deep palm-shaped pit, and even the hand prints in the pit were obvious, which showed that its power was incomparable. But.. A tall figure, standing in the center of the palm print, is Wan Xiuyi. The ground under his feet was undamaged, not even the clothes on his body were in the slightest, but only half of the iron sword in his hand remained, and the other half disappeared without a trace.

"The Buddha is above, and there will be demons in troubled times. The waves in the body and mind were turbulent, but the reaction was not slow at all, and he suddenly inserted the scepter in his left hand into the ground, his hands suddenly closed, and then slowly separated, a delicate white lotus flower appeared in the middle of the two palms, and a terrifying and tyrannical aura suddenly appeared, all from the holy white lotus!

However, of course, Wan Xiuyi couldn't let the avatar rub out his big move, he raised his hand to interrupt the sword, his body jumped, and he slowly stabbed a sword in the air against the avatar in the distance.

This sword, in simple terms, is a straight stab.

However, this sword, in the eyes of the incarnation, pierced the night, cut off the wind and waves, made the bright moon lightless, and let the heavens and the earth hide. So... The avatar died, his spirit shield torn apart, his skull chewed up, and everything fell silent.

Bang Dang.. The iron sword with only the hilt of the sword fell to the ground, and Wan Xiu's right hand was pale and withered, and his mind was a little muddy, and he staggered down the mountain, he was going to find his horse, he was going to return to where she was.

"The Sword of the Law.... It turned out to be from a mortal with no spiritual powers. is so demonic, even if you are desperately injured, you will not be able to ... Incarnation, explosion!" The same voice as the incarnation came from the void, and the startled Wan Xiu came back to his senses in an instant, but the fierce fire had swept away Wan Xiuyi, who had never had time to dodge, and his life hung by a thread.