This is an old man in gray with a hooked nose and a dark face, like Zhiyu and the others, he also has a bright bald head, his eyes are shining, and he stands proudly and glances around, as if he doesn't care about the thousands of troops and horses in Qilan County, but he does have the capital to be proud.

People are still a hundred miles away, and the coercion of nearly a million people is completely immobile in shock, and this hand alone makes it look like a god and unfathomable.

In the voice of this old monk's question, Ding Wu slowly straightened up, his eyes were clear, at this moment he became the only person within a radius of a hundred miles who was not restricted by that coercion, but he held the scimitar tightly in his right hand, and there seemed to be a warm heat in the coldness of the scimitar into his body, giving him infinite courage and strength. The four of Zhilei were almost completely overwhelmed by the surging crowd, but the old monk didn't make any movement like a divine help, and directly took the four of Zhilei from the crowd in front of him, but a pair of eyes stared at Ding Wu with an unbelievable look.

"See the throne!"

Zhilei and the other four people were pleasantly surprised and hurried to greet the old monk.

The old monk snorted heavily in his nose in response.

The four of them knew that the performance of their own and the others had greatly dissatisfied this throne, perhaps blaming themselves and the others for not extending a helping hand after watching Zhiyu and Zhiyun die under the Ding Martial Arts, or perhaps they thought that the performance of themselves and the others in this experience was completely terrible, so that even the throne was alarmed!

The Renshuang Throne, which refines the Mighty Vajra Technique, is one of the six thrones of the Buddha Sect, and has always been known for his hot temper, but he is afraid that the bad performance of several of them will anger him, and this time he will not be able to finish eating and walking!

Not to mention the apprehension in the hearts of Zhilei and the others, Renshuang flicked his sleeves, but swept the four Zhilei out of dozens of feet away.

Renshuang seemed to be trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, turned to Ding Wu and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you disciples, and how dare you hurt my sect disciples one after another?"

Ding Wu was covered in blood, but he stood extremely steady with a scimitar, in the face of Renshuang's powerful coercion, although his body was not affected much, but he felt as small as an ant, the other party only needed to move his fingers, he could crush himself into powder!

That is the absolute suppression of cultivation strength, and it is the embodiment of the huge gap in the realm.

Ding Wu remembered that his master once told him that although human cultivation is to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, to a large extent, it still depends on heaven and earth, because the so-called cultivation is only a little more enhanced in human beings' ability to communicate with heaven and earth.

The highest level of cultivation seems to be to merge oneself with heaven and earth, regardless of each other, so as to achieve the goal of longevity with heaven and earth.

And now, on the road of communicating with heaven and earth, he has not even found the direction of the threshold, and the throne of the Buddha sect in front of him seems to be able to communicate with heaven and earth, no matter what, he can't compete.

Only by mastering the ability to communicate between heaven and earth can one be regarded as a true cultivator, this is the clearest sentence that Ding Wu remembers his master said.

Therefore, he had never regarded himself as a cultivator, he knew that even if he swept the Tianxuan Continent with this scimitar, compared to those real cultivators, he was just a slightly stronger ant, and he was not taken seriously by others at all.

However, the master's teachings made Ding Wu develop an unyielding character, the old monk of the Buddhist sect was so domineering, but Ding Wu did not feel afraid at all, on the contrary, the killing qi in the body began to condense in the sea of qi under the guidance of the murderous qi technique, which is a sign that the killing qi has evolved again, Ding Wu did not expect to absorb the blood and distraction of the two masters of Zhiyun and Zhiyu, and let himself advance in one fell swoop under the suppression of the powerful qi of this old monk.

Renshuang couldn't understand at all how a kid who hadn't broken through in the foundation building period could kill Zhiyun Zhiyu, who had reached the middle stage of distraction, one after another.

But when he saw his question, the kid turned a deaf ear, and immediately raised his hand in anger and pressed it weakly.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Ding Wu even carried a knife as if he was pressed by a mountain peak, and most of his body was forced into the ground by the invisible huge pressure, leaving only the parts above his shoulders on the ground, and he suddenly felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

"Who are you・・・・・・ you?" Ding Wu asked with difficulty, he knew that if he didn't open his mouth again, he was afraid that the old monk would directly crush him to death on the spot.

Ding Wu felt the bones in his body crumble under the pressure of the mountain, and he tried his best to urge the condensed killing qi to fight against it, although it didn't have much of a relieving effect, but at least it didn't make his body fall apart immediately.

"Poor monk benevolence, Buddhism benevolence. Do you know how much of a mistake you have committed? You killed two disciples of my sect who had entered the world and practiced in the world, but if you quickly return the distractions of the two to me, the poor monk will give you a good time!" Renshuang said in a deep voice.

"Is it right for them to kill me, can't I fight back?" Ding Wu's teeth fluttered.

Haha, on this continent, who dares to touch my disciples of the Buddha Sect? You tell me the truth, what method did you use to hurt the lives of my two disciples? With your little cultivation, how can you hurt them? It must be a secret method, say, "What kind of disciple are you?" Ren asked with a roll of his eyes.

"No—I know!" Ding Wu gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, I see that you kid still has a bit of backbone! However, this is your own fault, against my Buddhism, you have only one way to die! Hurry up and hand over their distractions, don't force me to do it!" Renshuang shouted again.

Ding Wu smiled bitterly, distracted, I have already refined into the killing qi on Lao Tzu's body, give you a fart!

The killing qi of the sea of qi was violently suppressed, like a dragon trapped in some cobweb, boiling and surging, and suddenly Ding Wu felt that the pain of his body was instantly alleviated countless times, and a hot energy rushed straight to his spiritual platform from the sea of qi, making him can't help but feel that there seemed to be inexhaustible strength all over his body, and he actually broke free from Renshuang's suppression at once!

"Boom!" Ding Wu, whose flesh and blood were blurred, rose from the ground! A violent force rushed into the scimitar in his hand, making him roar uncontrollably and slash at Renshuang!

Renshuang was surprised.

For the suppression of Ding Wu, he didn't even use his strength, but he almost long ago decided that even this strength was enough to suppress Ding Wu to death, because normally, a monk in the foundation building period would not be able to resist it.

Unaffected by his coercion, Ding Wu gave him the first surprise, got rid of the suppression of his power, rushed out of the ground, and Ding Wu gave him a second surprise.

And when he saw Ding Wu's scimitar cut a magnificent sword shadow, Ren Shuang actually exclaimed, "Are you his disciple?" His eyes were full of horror, and a ghostly expression was written on his face.

However, Ding Wu felt that this knife, which even a high mountain could split from it, was dissolved by Renshuang with an understatement.

Not only that, but a huge force directly shattered all the muscles and veins of Ding Wu's entire right arm, and he could no longer hold the scimitar, and the scimitar flew into the air like a lightning bolt, and he didn't know where to go!

But Ding Wu's whole person flew out thirty or forty zhang away like a kite with a broken string under the shock of that residual strength, and fell heavily into the soil, splashing a huge burst of smoke and dust!

Ding Wu only felt that the qi and blood all over his body seemed to be dispersed, and the killing qi that was condensing into a ball of qi was showing signs of collapsing, and there was a huge buzz in his head, his eyes were black, and he almost fainted!

Suppressing the discomfort of spurting blood, Ding Wu just wanted to get the scimitar back.

It was a scimitar that had always been by his side except for his master, like his brother, his best friend and friend.

He even made a vow - the knife is in the people, and the knife destroys the people!

It was the first time that the scimitar had left him, and he knew that he was about to die here, but a wave of sadness came over him.

Until now, he didn't know who his enemy was, and he was unwilling!

After suffering so much, isn't it just to accumulate strength to find the enemy?

Originally, the killing qi was advanced, so he saw a glimmer of light, but he didn't expect that hope would be extinguished in the hands of the strongman of the Buddha Sect in an instant!

Ding Wu collapsed on the ground a little dejected, but a voice repeatedly swirled in his head: I am unwilling!

Renshuang's five fingers were like hooks, and with a grasp of the void, Ding Wu, who was about to lose consciousness, was lifted in front of him from dozens of feet away, threw him heavily on the ground, and asked sharply: "Boy, what is the relationship between you and the ghost knife, say!"

Ghost knives?

Could it be that this old bald donkey actually knows the master and his old man? Ding Wu was dazed for a while, he had followed the master for so many years, but he didn't know anything about the master, could it be that the ghost knife was another name for the master?

It's just, master, master, after so many years, where is your old man?

Ding Wu called silently in his heart.

Ren's eyes were bloodshot, he walked up to Ding Wu in one step, gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think that if you don't say it, the poor monk won't be able to recognize the old ghost's sword technique? No one in this world can use that kind of sword technique except him, no wonder you kid can kill two of my disciples in a row! Very good, today the poor monk will give you one last chance, saying, where is your old ghost master? Hand over my disciple's distraction, I promise to give you a good time! Otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for refining you into a puppet!"

"Phew!" Ding Wu turned his head hard and spit out a mouthful of blood at the old monk, and hissed and laughed: "It's really funny, what kind of bullshit Buddhism, if you want to kill it, you have to do it quickly, you don't want to hear anything from me, your disciple's distraction, haha! Lao Tzu has already burned them clean, hahaha!――――――'

The madness completely broke out from the bottom of Ding Wu's heart at this moment!

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the killing qi of the sea of qi, and after being hit hard, it was difficult to control his mind, and Ding Wu at this moment already had a precursor of going mad!

Just when Renshuang stepped on Ding Wu's chest in annoyance and broke his seven ribs, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Renshuang changed color!

A huge sense of threat arose, so that Ren Shuang couldn't care about Ding Wu and instantly spun his body like a spinning top into the air dozens of meters high, and in an instant, his whole body shone with golden light, and he punched at the sky.

The place where this punch was attacked was the center where the sound of wind and thunder in the air was most intense!

"Boom!"

A light and shadow poked out from the clouds like a dragon, and slammed into Renshuang's fist, Renshuang's fist splashed golden flowers, and he was shocked, and shouted in his mouth: "It's just in time, today we will settle the new and old accounts together!"

He was answered by a dazzling rainbow of light and shadow!

Renshuang didn't dare to make a hard connection, and a lotus-like cloud rose under his feet, supporting him to rise straight into the sky and disappear!

But the light and shadow followed me like a shadow, and it also burrowed into the dense clouds together.

The sound of wind and thunder gradually subsided, and everyone inside and outside Qilan County did not gradually feel that the mountain-like prohibition on their bodies gradually disappeared until after a cup of tea, and they suddenly regained their freedom.

What happened just now, except for Zhi Lei and the other four people, as well as Ding Wu, who was in a semi-comatose state, the others felt as if they had just had a dream, and suddenly woke up, and the people in the fight were mixed together again!

Tie Anxing found Ding Wu, who fell into the dust and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and hurriedly asked Gou Jian to escort him back to the city, and ordered the whole army to temporarily return to the city to rest!

Xuanyuan Hao also hurriedly ordered the withdrawal of the army, although he still had almost eight or nine hundred thousand troops gathered here, but he had completely lost confidence in this war!

The four of Zhilei hid in a forbidden tent and didn't even see Xuanyuan Hao, Xuanyuan Hao scolded in his heart but was helpless.

Everything started because of this Buddha, and it seems that everything is going to end because of it.