Even if Liu Songtao knew Wang Xianzhi's thoughts, he still blocked the way.

One move fell into the sword style, leading down countless Bodhisattva Dharma Phases and trapping Wang Xianzhi who was in it.

The Bodhisattva Dharma is high and low, or clear enough to see the eyebrows, or ethereal and vague, among which the four Bodhisattvas are the most tall and solemn, divided into four directions. Avalokiteshvara, who uprooted the suffering of all sentient beings, Manjushri who was pure and unstained and benefited the world, Fuxian Bodhisattva who had no heart to retreat, and King Jizo who made a vow to become a Buddha after spending all sentient beings.

Among them, the most vivid and amiable Bodhisattva is the most vivid, because of Wang Xiaoping's sword heart that does not retreat from the previous sword, which is invisibly in line with this way.

After Wang Xianzhi stepped on the ground, he suddenly withdrew his fists, taking him as the center of the circle, a qi machine that was enough to overshadow the surging tide at the head of Emperor Wu Emperor City, wantonly vented out, and the qi was within its reach, whether it was on the ground or still in the air, most of them collapsed with a bang, and some of them were also shaky, obviously showing signs of collapse.

Only the four bodhisattvas did not move, Manjushri even opened his golden mouth slightly, reciting scriptures, and there was a faint long-sleeved fluttering celestial maiden lingering and flying above his head.

The golden light between heaven and earth is overflowing, and the fluorescent colors are like being in the Buddha country on the other side.

The first person in the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago, met the first person who was more transcendent in the world, and this magnificent realm of the first battle was indeed achieved to the point that there was no record in ancient books and people today could not imagine!

Wang Xianzhi didn't control the qi into a sword at all, his body shape was transformed, and he threw a punch in all directions, and after the punch, the phantom had not had time to merge into one, only to see a snow-white streamer bypassing Manjushri and rushing towards Liu Songtao, who was the old monk.

Behind Liu Songtao, a Bodhisattva of the Esoteric Sect Immovable Zun appeared, making a look of anger.

After being violently hit by Wang Xianzhi's body, Liu Songtao's sitting posture did not change at all, but the position where he was sitting slipped backwards and slipped more than ten feet. There was another collision, there was a thunderclap, and Liu Songtao, who was sitting on the ground with his hands folded, retreated again and again, but on the way back when both people and the law were retreating, the immovable king let out a dull angry shout.

If the people who are obsessed with it are not enlightened, they have already been awakened. If it was a stubborn demonic barrier, it would have been scared away.

It's a pity that it was the martial artist Wang Xianzhi who could compete with the immortal Lu Dongxuan!

In the third blow, Wang Xianzhi, who was standing, kicked Liu Songtao on the forehead from a high to a low foot.

Directly kicked the Demon Sect Sect Master, who had put down the butcher's knife and sat on the ground to cultivate Buddha for a hundred years, into the ground, and the Dharma Ministers of the Immovable Ming King then sank into the ground, revealing only the terrifying face that tended to be scattered.

At the same time, the four Bodhisattvas in the distance turned into fireflies in the world, slowly rising into the sky and returning to the sky.

Wang Xianzhi stopped the unbeatable offensive that was simply unbeatable, and the old man showed a trace of anger for the first time, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know that someone has a wish?!"

Liu Songtao, who was still underground, stood up, turned around and saluted, and took the initiative to disperse the last statue.

Then he slowly walked on the mud road with an inclined plane as smooth as a sword, stood in front of Wang Xianzhi, nodded, and replied softly: "May everyone in the future generations open the gate of heaven with a sword." ”

Wang Xianzhi said indifferently: "I'm just an old man who only has rivers and lakes in his eyes. ”

Liu Songtao thought for a while, and said calmly: "Do you think that the rise and fall of the world is the burden that the king, the prince and the scholar should shoulder, they do a good job, the peaceful and prosperous world, they can't afford it, people in the troubled world are not as good as dogs, anyway, you Wang Xianzhi only picks the burden of martial arts." But if you think about it, I think about it. In the final analysis, it is the difference in the way, so the plan is different. In order to win the world, the two dynasties of Liyang and Beimang lacked military salaries and silver, so they had to destroy the Buddha under all kinds of banners, so that the Taoist priests sealed the mountain gates of the two Zen temples, not to mention, the destruction of temples and scriptures is innumerable, this is not more, but also to try to eradicate the inheritance of Buddhism, Liu Songtao wants to be here and now, to Buddhism to continue a stick of incense! It is not that I Liu Songtao wants to flatter the young vassal king of Beiliang, but to do a little bit for Buddhism, and try to protect the pure land of the most Lu side, which can be more than an inch, even if it is just to let a monk have a place to stand, it is also a good thing. ”

Wang Xianzhi waved his hand, "I still have to hurry, I don't want to rub shoulders with you." ”

Liu Songtao's purple-gold expression was unstable, and his gas was unstable, and he suddenly asked with a smile: "Wang Xianzhi, how much strength did you make?"

Wang Xianzhi didn't answer, but asked, "Stop, or don't stop?"

Liu Songtao turned sideways and stretched out a hand, "Since Liu Songtao has nothing to ask for, he has already put it down." What's more, taking off your robe doesn't mean that you are not a monk, and you can't die for the time being. Besides, you may not be able to kill that person. ”

Wang Xianzhi was silent and passed by Liu Songtao.

After reaching the end, Liu Songtao still didn't know if Wang Xianzhi did his best, and he didn't have extravagant hopes, thinking that it would be enough to have eight or nine times out of ten.

A hundred years later, the water level of this river and lake is much higher than before, and he came a little late, but he was finally not too late.

Liu Songtao walked to a place on the bank of the Guangling River, picked up a handful of turbid river water, washed away the blood stains so-so, and thought about going back to Wudang Wang Xiaoping, who had different ways but could conspire with each other, but as a result, he was unstable, sat in the wet stone pile, sighed, got up with difficulty, and looked to the south, "It's a pity that the Peach Blossom Sword God who only hears his name and doesn't see his face should not come." ”

Liu Songtao held back the stinging pain, swept away, found Wang Xiaoping, bent down and picked up the Wudang Taoist priest who could have overlooked the sword forest behind Deng Tai'a, straightened his waist, and said softly: "Gao Shulu's physique, your peach wood sword, and the poor monk's little bit of Buddhist energy, together, the odds of winning are still not big." ”

Liu Songtao smiled bitterly and said: "Is it unfortunate to have such an old puppet to suppress the rivers and lakes? Or is it a blessing? We can say that the vassal king must be a great misfortune." ”

On the other side, Zhao Huangchao was nowhere to be found.

At the bottom of the river, the woman who was lucky not to die after the First World War and was able to pass that level is still there.

Liu Songtao stared at the rolling east water in a daze, speechless. Back then, she once laughed that there were partridges in the south of the Yangtze River, and she kept saying "I can't do it".

Liu Songtao closed his eyes, silently recited Amitabha, and strode forward after opening his eyes.

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Wang Xianzhi punched Huishan Ziyi into the bottom of the river with a fist, and then blocked Wang Xiaoping's sword after his death, and moved to Liu Songtao, who turned from a demon to a Buddha, in one day, he fought with three top masters one after another, without much trouble, but there is no doubt that the first person in the world, the city lord of Emperor Wu City, was tossed almost by an unknown, indistinct, and tireless little girl.

The first inexplicable attack occurred at the end of the Songxian River, a tributary of the Guangling River, when Wang Xianzhi was surprised that she did not perceive her traces before jumping out of the river, the old man was only a little curious, for her fierce hand knife is more of the appreciation of the seniors to the juniors, without the slightest annoyance, after dodging, did not pursue, watching the figure of the little girl pass away, bending down and withdrawing from the battlefield, running like a spirit fox, it can be described as extremely fast. The main reason is that she comes and goes in a hurry, and she hardly involves the qi, which is not easy. At that time, Wang Xianzhi just remembered a saying that was once widely circulated in Emperor Wu City, the former eleventh Wang Mingyin in the world, gave a young female assassin a sinister knife through the chest to death, Wang Xianzhi didn't care much at that time, until he got a true secret, he really remembered this killer, she took the opportunity to kill the gatekeeper of Tai'an City, the celestial master Liu Haoshi!

Presumably she was the little girl who came to the door to make the fourth stone.

Four. Homonym dead. Little girl, this is not very lucky.

At first, Wang Xianzhi thought that the little girl was very interesting, and if she met, she could chat with her for a few words, and she would be able to relieve her boredom.

After half a decade, the second meeting was on a post road near Hezhou, Wang Xianzhi was slowly walking under the shade of willow trees on the side of the road, and a caravan horse team passed by, when the most rearly rode to staggered with Wang Xianzhi, the girl killer Leng Buding came out from under the horse's belly, walked close to the ground, and then jumped up very quickly, it was still a hand knife, stabbing Wang Xianzhi in the heart.

Wang Xianzhi grabbed her wrist and threw it, and her delicate body smashed a willow tree as thick as a blue and white bowl.

Wang Xianzhi thought that there were no more than three things, and this little girl should know the severity, but unexpectedly, late that night, the sneak attack followed.

Wang Xianzhi closed her eyes in the wilderness and slept for three hours, until the time of her child, the girl broke through the ground a zhang away, and even Wang Xianzhi didn't know how she guessed that she would sit down and rest in that place, because no matter how profound Qimen Dunjia was, it was impossible to make undetectable movements under his nose.

This time, forcing Wang Xianzhi, who didn't care whether he was asleep or waking up, still skimmed his head in a little haste, so that he could avoid the dazzling eyeballs of the hand knife of the girl killer, the first time he fought, Wang Xianzhi had already confirmed that the little girl's hand knife was very strange, it was a novel technique that he had never heard of, clean and neat, good at breaking gang, and even the King Kong realm physique of ordinary martial artists may not be able to resist hard, and the girl's hand knife was almost masochistic, so in the moment before the hand knife succeeded, it could burst out with a unique and ingenious finger mystery, and the peeling and cramping of the human cat Han Shengxuan, it is the same thing, it can be said that her hand knife, killing the master of the rivers and lakes under the product, is very easy, but the original intention was even more perverted, and he went straight to the celestial phenomena and land immortals in the two realms after the assassination of a product.

Who in the world can teach such an unreasonable killer?

So in the third confrontation, Wang Xianzhi, who was always sitting cross-legged, dodged the knife with his head sideways, and grabbed her ankle, smashing her back to the ground in front of him, and asked out loud at the same time: "What's your name?"

The girl jumped out of the big hole smashed by her body, and disappeared in a flash without making a sound.

Wang Xianzhi was just a little helpless about Niu playing the piano, but she didn't get up to chase her, but regarded her more as a naughty child with a not so good temper.

Soon Wang Xianzhi turned from helplessness to tirelessness, and the girl killer didn't know that he would accept it when he saw it, and only three days later, Wang Xianzhi entered the territory of Hezhou, which is adjacent to Beiliang Road, and launched another ingenious attack.

Wang Xianzhi drew water from a deep well, and the little girl slipped out along the wall of the well without warning, and stabbed Wang Xianzhi in the neck with a knife.

Annoyed that she didn't know what to do, Wang Xianzhi struck down with an elbow and smashed it on her head, knocking it down to the bottom of the well, and there was a sound of falling water.

This elbow, Wang Xianzhi no longer shows too much mercy, Rao is a master of the King Kong Realm, I am afraid that he will have to cultivate obediently for a year and a half before he can get out of bed and walk.

But.

Later, when he appeared, he was already a bloodless girl killer, but he still tirelessly carried out the fifth assassination!

Wang Xianzhi was walking in the downtown area, and the little girl in ragged clothes rushed out of a dark and narrow alley, and this time, Wang Xianzhi hit her in the head with a direct punch.

The girl tilted her head back, crashed into a restaurant, smashed an outer wall, and several wine tables, and sat on the inner wall of the restaurant.

Wang Xianzhi said coldly: "Next time, you will really die." ”

The stubborn girl pressed her weak back against the wall, her toes on the ground, and tried to stand up on it, but she was only halfway up and sat down again.

I don't know how many times I repeated this repeatedly, and every time it was in vain.

Half a year later.

The last time.

Wang Xianzhi walked on the post road on the border of the two states, and he could already see the boundary monument bordering the two states.

Next to the tall boundary monument, there was a young girl, in the scorching heat of the Northland, she was still wearing a mink hat crookedly, carrying a sunflower, and she was standing there.

She seems to want to be stupid and get married.

The girl snorted.

She couldn't afford to sneak up on anyone to assassinate anyone.

She can only stop here openly.

Then she raised her arm, wiped away the blood that had oozed from her nose or her mouth, and gently placed the sunflower on top of the boundary monument, and then carefully took off her mink hat, plucked out an old pearl hairpin, and put it on it, together with the sunflower, which was far from golden in color.