"Amitabha, the donor killed the son of Prime Minister Jia in this temple, if you don't give an explanation, this temple can't bear the anger of the prime minister."

Jueqing, dressed in a bright yellow robe, folded his hands and looked compassionate.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and turn back!"

Xiao Jian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and sneered: "The monks claim to be empty of the four majors, when did they receive the job of catching fast?" ”

Never too late to mend?

As soon as you turn around, your head falls to the ground...... He can't turn back!

After all, Xiangguo Temple is the Great Song Dynasty, and even if Jia Rudao is powerful, it is impossible to use Buddhism.

"Since the donor doesn't want to turn back, then don't blame the old man's ruthlessness!"

Jueqing obviously didn't want to argue with him, and the whole person jumped up and slashed down with a volley.

Although Zuo Ying injured his right arm, he had not lost his combat effectiveness, and followed closely with a large sword in his hand.

Although neither of them is a grandmaster, they are leaders in the first-class realm, and their skills are above Xiao Jian, not to mention joining forces.

Xiao Jian was successfully attacked by Jueqing, and his body was already injured, and he soon fell into a disadvantage.

Jueqing's palm technique is biased towards the fierce road, wide opening and closing, which is quite similar to the eighteen palms of the dragon, and is suspected to be the "strong King Kong palm" of Shaolin Temple.

The Left Eagle Knife is powerful and heavy, even if it is swung with one arm with the left arm, the strength should not be underestimated.

After a short time of fighting, Xiao Jian felt that the tiger's mouth was about to crack, and there were a few more knife wounds on his body.

"Bang!"

When Xiao Jian was fighting with Zuo Ying, Jueqing suddenly slashed his head with a palm, shaking him back again and again, and his chest was suffocated.

Burst......

The two were unforgiving and caught up one after another.

At this time, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded, and two cold feather arrows pierced the sky, heading towards Zuo Ying and Jueqing respectively.

The two had to stop and be distracted, and Xiao Jian also won a temporary respite.

He turned his head to see that Yue Zhen had already ridden back at some point, holding a bow in his hand. The war horse under the crotch turned its head and chirped, as if to convey the reluctance in his heart, and the blood marks on the horse's buttocks were still clearly visible, but they were simply bandaged.

Xiao Jian sighed slightly in her heart, she came back after all!

It turns out that she also has an archery skill that pierces Yang in 100 steps......

Yue Zhen stretched her bow at this time, changing her previous delicate appearance, and she had a bit of a heroic and sassy taste.

"Hmph, it's this slut, you hold it for a while, I'll kill her!"

Zuo Ying has always thought that everything is because of Yue Zhen, but now that he saw her appear, he killed her without thinking about it.

Jueqing bowed his head silently and did not stop.

Xiao Jian naturally would not sit idly by, and endured the severe pain on his body and flew to intercept it. But at this moment, Jueqing blocked his way.

"The donor is still quick to be captured, and the old man really doesn't want to kill."

"Did you know...... She is after Yue Wumu! ”

Jueqing was stunned, and then silent.

Xiao Jian was furious by this hypocritical gesture, and swung his sword forward angrily, his eyes faintly flashing with a blood-colored coldness.

He can see that no matter what compassion is, he can't escape the word profit after all.

In this case, he will [slaughter the Buddha] today!

Anger itself does not increase the internal strength of a martial artist, but Xiao Jian seems to be different.

The scenes of the previous killings suddenly reappeared in his mind, and Qing Feng in his hand inexplicably had a trace of blood, becoming extremely fierce.

The more Jueqing fought, the more frightened he became, and he became vulnerable in front of the other party by practicing kung fu.

His sword intent is stronger!

Killing Meaning......

He was originally a first-class pinnacle realm, and he was only one step away from the [Innate Grandmaster], but at this time, he was beaten back again and again, and even had a few wounds cut out by accident.

At this time, Xiao Jian had completely forgotten the moves of the jade flute swordsmanship, and every move was the simplest slashing action, but the moves were aimed at the neck, heart veins, heavenly spirit cover and other key points, and the sword momentum became more and more accelerated, becoming elusive.

When he fought with Darba at the beginning, he couldn't understand the line between life and death, but now he saw Yue Zhen in a crisis, but his body's instinct drove him to escape into a certain realm.

In Taoist parlance, this is called "Epiphany"!

Suddenly, he vaguely touched his "meaning".

In a world of great controversy, the rules are broken.

The eldest husband should hold a three-foot green blade, kill the person who should be killed, and have no regrets even if the blood is flowing like a river, but he has a clear conscience.

As his mind became more and more determined, his eyes gradually became blood-red, and there was a faint tendency to [enter the demon].

Huang Yaoshi once said: If you kill too much, you are afraid that your mind will lose your mind and go crazy.

But Xiao Jian disagrees with this sentence, if the Buddha who claims to be "compassionate" still loses his heart, what if he becomes a demon?

Demons are not heinous, but symbolize "unyielding".

In a desperate situation, Xiao Jian burst out with terrifying potential, although his internal strength did not increase, his realm was improved by leaps and bounds, and the Qingfeng in his hand gradually merged with himself, which was the "unity of man and sword".

Jueqing's skill was originally a lot higher than him, but at this time, it was suppressed to death, and the "King Kong Incorruptible Body" that had been cultivated for many years became fragile into the paper, and the robe on his body was also scratched, with a few more blood marks.

At this time, Yue Zhen's "scream" suddenly came from not far away.

Xiao Jian suddenly lost his mind, and his indomitable sword momentum suddenly stopped.

Turning her head, she saw that the beauty was seriously injured at this time, and her appearance was poignant.

"Bastard!"

Xiao Jian scolded angrily, directly abandoned Jueqing, and jumped towards Zuo Ying to kill.

Although the latter didn't know the changes in Xiao Jian's body, he felt a sense of palpitation in his heart, and the surrounding scene suddenly became more bloody.

Xiao Jian spun in mid-air, urging the sword momentum to the extreme, and then slashed in the air!

While!

The swords rang out, the blood shone brightly, and an unbelievable scene appeared.

The scarred Qingfeng carried an endless sharp meaning, like an indestructible artifact, and actually cut off the heavy treasure knife with a sword, and then went all the way down, from the heavenly spirit cover to the crotch, dividing the left eagle into two.

The sharp sword intent penetrated Zuo Ying's body and embedded it deeply into the ground.

Zuo Ying's eyes widened, and he didn't understand the reason until he died.

Bang!

Blood splattered, and the body split into two pieces and slammed into the ground.

The last remaining soldiers around them were so devastated that they fled in all directions.

Although they have experienced a lot of battles, it is the first time they have seen a sword splitting corpses.

Jueqing also trembled all over, as a person who had experienced it firsthand, his feelings were particularly profound.

[His sword momentum has strengthened again, this son will go mad, invincible! ] 】

Jue Qing was cut off, and quickly flew back.

The next moment, however, his steps came to an abrupt halt.

"Master, where are you going?"

Xiao Jian's long sword was pointed horizontally, his eyes were red, and the green shirts on his body were soaked with blood, some of his own, some of the enemy, and more of them were from Zuo Ying.

"I'm a demon, the master is a Buddha, shouldn't you subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

The cold and deep voice was like a loud bell, striking heavily on Jueqing's heart.

His face was ugly, and the other party not only greatly increased his kendo cultivation, but also seemed to have improved his speed.

"Donor, how about this matter be revealed?"

"No way!"

Xiao Jian smiled slightly, and said, "I am a demon, waiting for the high monk to come and surrender ......" The blood seemed to affect his mind, and even his voice had a hint of coldness.

Jueqing's face sank instantly, his palms slowly lifted, and his internal force was urged to the extreme, wanting to make a last fight.

Xiao Jian waved his hand and pulled a sword flower, the green blade in his hand flashed scarlet, and the whole person became extremely evil.

"Boom!"

Figures flickered, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Yue Zhen raised her head with difficulty, and in a blur, she seemed to see a stream of blood flying into the sky.