Yunhe Temple is located outside the city of Nanjing, here deep mountains and secluded forests, few people visit, there is only a lonely temple nearby, there is a mass grave on the side, there are many ownerless lonely graves, there is a taste of depression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xia Yang was standing in Tallinn behind the temple, quietly observing these graves, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Hello, donor." ”

This voice startled Xia Yang, who was a little distracted. With his current realm, there are still people who can come to his vicinity quietly without alarming him, which shows that the cultivation of the coming person is very high!

He immediately reacted to who it was, turned around and saluted: "Foolish master, it's been a long time." ”

"Donors don't have to be polite. Seeing that the Zen master returned the salute leisurely, he said, "You have already seen Lu Zhu, right?"

"I have seen it, he has returned to Shaolin and is about to be officially shaved. Xia Yang nodded and pointed to the package on the ground: "This is the body of Patriarch Rama, and I hope the master will be buried well." ”

Seeing that the Zen master's white eyebrows moved, revealing a unique atmosphere of peace and compassion in Buddhism, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor is really a believer, thank you." ”

"I'm polite to see the idiot master. Xia Yang nodded slightly, and then said, "If there is nothing else, the master will please go back, I still have to wait for someone here." ”

Seeing that the idiot Zen master looked at Xia Yang, he said with his jaw headed: "Lu Zhu has been cultivating Buddha for many years, and the Zen machine has finally arrived, and it is gratifying to see Bodhi." The donor is a person with wisdom roots, please do it yourself, I hope you can understand and be able to break all the Dharma, to break all the suffering in the world, to get rid of the sea of suffering, and to ascend to the other side. ”

After saying that, he lifted Rama's body from the ground, turned around and walked towards the temple.

After the Zen master left, Xia Yang couldn't help but sigh lightly, this obsessive monk, Buddhism and martial arts are unfathomable, and he is a real Taoist monk in Buddhism. It's not that he doesn't want to learn the other party's martial arts, it's just that in this monk's body, he doesn't feel the slightest sense of competitiveness, so he gave up the idea of doing it. And even if he just made a move, he may not be sure of victory.

He raised his head, his eyes showed a look of determination, and he muttered to himself: "My heart, beyond heaven and earth, above the world, can still cut off all the laws in the world, why do I need Buddha?"

Tallinn was silent again.

Not long after, someone came, and the person who came deliberately restrained his steps, almost silently, which means that his attainments in light and internal skills have reached the first-class level in the world.

Xia Yang's body didn't move, he didn't turn his head, and said quietly: "Wheel King, you're finally here." ”

"Huh?"

The heart of the person who came beat unconsciously, and then sneered: "The first son, it really deserves its name, but I don't believe that you are the best in the world, if you don't want to die, hand over Rama's body!"

"I didn't expect that the wheel king of the mighty rivers and lakes would be so naïve, but it was disappointing that it was not as famous as meeting. Where did you get the confidence to kill me?"

Xia Yang turned around, shook his head and said, "You probably think that your martial arts are good, but I have already heard your footsteps when you are a hundred steps away from here." In addition, your heartbeat and breathing, although well hidden, are no different from the sound of a drum to my ears. And the sound of qi and blood flowing in your body is like a babbling stream, compared to the one just now, you are still too far behind!"

In front of him, there was a person whose body was shrouded in a black robe, this person was slightly stunned, he didn't know who Xia Yang said just now, but he didn't care, his eyes showed a fierce light, and Sen Sen smiled: "Huangkou Xiaoer, do you want to shake my mind with words?"

Xia Yang smiled: "Very good, you have to have such self-confidence, so that you won't be too boring, this battle, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

"I'm not old, but my tone is not small!" The Wheel King sneered: "Do you think that if you let Fat Chen betray me, you will be able to overthrow my Black Stone? Lei Bin and the color opera master have already found him, and the person who betrays my Wheel King will never end well." And you, I will make you realize what it is to be infinitely painful, and then die an incomparably tragic death. ”

"Do you think that Lei Bin and the color opera master are your people?" Xia Yang laughed again, laughing so much that tears almost flowed out: "You probably can't wait for them to kill Fat Chen, I'm afraid that this will, the three of them have already cleaned up all the other killers under you." ”

The Wheel King's face changed, and he stared at Xia Yang deadly: "Do you think that this alone can destroy the Black Stone?

"That's right. Xia Yang said lightly: "So you'd better die here today." ”

He had no intention of letting the Wheel King go again.

"I think so too. Wheel King Sensen sneered. The two of them, today is destined to be the only one who can walk out of Yunhe Temple,

"A person who used Rama's body to kill rivers and lakes, and still delusionally wanted to subvert evil, do you regard yourself as a hero?" he gently pulled out the wheel sword in his hand that represented the Lord of the Ten Halls of Yama, and looked around, the voice under the shadow seemed to be full of mockery: "You have chosen a good place for yourself, it seems that there will be a new tomb in this place soon." ”

After finishing speaking, his internal strength shook, and the small wheel on the wheel sword in his hand suddenly rumbled, like a sound barrier.

Although Xia Yang has killed a lot of people, compared to the Wheel King, he is afraid that it is also a small thing, he chuckled: "Hero, I am naturally not counted, but compared to some people who can never be a real man, I at least have a male character." ”

This sentence, like a sharp dagger, was deeply inserted into the heart of the Wheel King!

The feeling of anyone having their scars uncovered and then sprinkling salt on them will never be pleasant, let alone the rotten scar in the deepest part of the heart. This sentence is much more powerful than any weapon, the Wheel King breathed, the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and he gritted his teeth and said: "First child, suffer death!"

Xia Yang only felt a cold aura lock on him, and the next moment, the Wheel King's footsteps moved, shooting like an arrow, and he spied forward!

"The martial arts are good, but it's a pity that you're going to die here today. ”

Xia Yang exhaled softly, only to speak, and took a step forward in vain.

When he stepped out, the Wheel King only felt that the ground shook, and Xia Yang's whole person appeared in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his face changed greatly: "What kind of martial arts is this? How can it have such terrifying power?"

Feeling the power of a mountain of pirates surging towards him, the sword of the Wheel King couldn't be pierced at all, and with a turn of his body, the whole person seemed to turn into rain, avoiding the enveloping range of this huge force.

At the same time, he unfolded the Wheel Sword in his hand, and the sword momentum spread out like a continuous rain, enveloping Xia Yang's body.

"Water-clearing swordsmanship?"

The drizzle's water-repelling sword technique was displayed in the hands of the Wheel King, and his majestic body was even more feminine at this time.

Xia Yang was very familiar with the water splitting swordsmanship, and with a swing of his horizontal fist, he swung his wheel sword, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Eunuch old dog, use this woman's swordsmanship, it really complements each other!"

"Give me death!"

Under the fury of the Wheel King, the sword momentum became even faster, like a storm coming head-on, endlessly.

Xia Yang's arm stretched out lightly, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the sword with his fingers.

A cruel smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Wheel King, this Xia Yang child, actually grabbed the sword with his hand? At the moment when the other party's finger caught the blade of the sword, his hand holding the sword shook slightly, and the wheel sword spun like a spinning top, about to shatter Xia Yang's palm.

This sword is extremely powerful, and the rotational power of the blade is enough to penetrate the iron plate. No matter how strong human flesh is, it is impossible to contend with it.

But Xia Yang grabbed it, touched the sword body, and suddenly turned into a palm, the palm was light, like a butterfly passing a flower, and it was like a tongue wrapped around the sword blade and rolled, the wheel king drilled and sharpened, and the sword blade fell to his palm, as if it had touched a soft cloud, and it was not strong at all.

The king of the wheel retracted his sword fiercely and sharpened it again!

However, as soon as the sword was retracted slightly, there was a sudden crashing sound!

Collapse!

The blade of the Wheel Sword suddenly cracked and fell to the ground, breaking into two sections.

The Wheel King's face instantly turned to ashes, and he exclaimed: "Isn't it bad?"