The young man who walked out of the temple carried the autumn breeze, looking at the woman standing not far away, without fear, the battle spirit on his body was soaring, the woman was obviously a disaster, and wanted to take his life and make a tonic, since this is the case, it is the enemy of life and death, nothing more than life and death.

Although the woman is terrifying, the autumn wind may not be weaker than her.

Hearing this, the woman smiled fiercely, and stretched out her hands that turned into sharp claws, with an indescribable dark aura, and pinched Xu Baichuan's neck, according to this attack, she wanted to kill the enemy with one blow.

Xu Baichuan tapped his toes, and his figure suddenly moved away from the place, dodging the woman's claw, and the next moment, the autumn wind swung out, and a long-accumulated sword qi went towards the woman.

And when the woman divided her mind to deal with the sword qi, the autumn wind swung out again, rolled up the wind and snow in a radius of three zhang, and attacked the woman with the sword qi, and after this sword, Xu Baichuan still felt that it was insufficient, the woman according to the witty words of the old monk said that it was a well-informed realm, a realm higher than him, and it was necessary to be extremely careful to deal with it.

The three swords gave birth to three sword qi, superimposed together, and actually paused the wind and snow, and when the wind and snow began to flow, the sword qi had already slashed on the woman's body, and the woman fell down in response, and was knocked out by the aftermath of the sword qi on the ground, until she hit a big bluestone before she stopped her body, and the big bluestone that was hit was already torn apart, scattered into small stones, and was soon buried by the wind and snow.

The wind and snow intensified, and the woman's body was covered a lot.

Looking at something that fell in the distance and did not move, Xu Baichuan did not take it lightly, he knew his killing power very well, although he said to the monk of the same realm that the three swords just now were enough to kill and would not cause more twists and turns, but on the woman, it was a little insufficient.

This is the first time that a sword has been used to deal with Lingtong.

Xu Baichuan took a step, the autumn wind in his hand was horizontal, and most of his sword qi gushed out from the heart lake, all of which poured into the autumn wind.

He knew that the woman was not dead.

Stepping out again, even though the figure swept forward, like a whistling wind, this sword slashed out, and the snow that had been gathered on the ground for many years seemed to be unable to stand this sword, and poured into the sky one after another, causing a strange situation.

The autumn winds have swept away, leaving only wet land.

When the woman felt this sword, she suddenly raised her head, no longer lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, but like a bird floating out, her body suddenly retreated, as if she wanted to avoid this sword.

In the eyes of the woman, this sword is wonderful enough, it is far beyond the scope of heart fire, and it is not worse than even some well-informed, enough to threaten her, and even kill her, so she doesn't want to carry this sword hard, but chooses to dodge it.

The woman's figure flickered again and again, and it only took a moment to go some distance, but when it flashed again, it was as if it had hit a wall, and it was impossible to move an inch.

At this time, Xu Baichuan came with a sword, and the autumn wind crossed an arc in the air, leaving a small wound on the woman's chest, but no blood gushed out.

The woman looked at Xu Baichuan who handed out a sword again, felt the sword qi rooted in her body, suddenly screamed, the sound vibrated and snowed, and then formed a Dao wall in front of her, and she was offset to the left, obviously not wanting to fight with Xu Baichuan.

Cutting the wall open, looking at the woman who kept fleeing, Xu Baichuan frowned, the woman's body was like a ghost, and she could escape from Xu Yuan in an instant, and it was as slippery as a loach, but it was a little difficult to deal with.

The autumn wind shook and once again streaked a trail in the air, and the woman quickly stopped.

No matter how fast the body is, can it have sword energy?

The woman turned her head and stopped where she was, looking at the new shallow wound on her body, and laughing strangely.

The body was already in tatters, and the injuries caused by these pieces were already even more tattered.

A white bone with a few pieces of skin hanging from it, that's the case.

The woman stretched out her hand to caress her own skin and white bones, mixed with monsters, how strange it looked, if ordinary people saw it, I am afraid that the soul would be scared away, and the ghost that Mr. Storyteller said in his mouth should be like this.

Xu Baichuan raised his sword and walked slowly, dressed in white with the sound of hunting with the wind and snow, compared with the miserable woman, it was simply one in the sky and the other on the ground, and the two were not the same.

Walking not far from the woman, he looked at the woman who made strange movements, and her sword aura was surging.

Sword cultivation is the more you fight, the more courageous you are, and the longer you fight, the faster you can draw your sword.

The heart is at its most abundant at this time.

The edge is in full swing.

The woman pulled out a rib from her body, held it in her hand, and chanted words in her mouth, and with the recitation, a strange and inexplicable aura echoed in the snow, and soon, the white bones emitted a jet-black light, and it was extremely disgusting to look at.

Xu Baichuan was indifferent, the sword in his hand was powerful, and he was already close to the woman in an instant.

The woman didn't dodge, didn't dodge, didn't escape, and let the autumn wind cut off a few of her white bones, but the voice in her mouth became more and more extensive, like a vicious whisper coming from under the nine shades.

After a while, the white bones suddenly dissipated, and all that remained in the woman's hand was a cloud of jet black, the woman ignored the sharpness of the sword, stretched out her left hand, held the autumn wind, and her right hand slapped the jet black on Xu Baichuan's right hand holding the sword.

The woman who has been planning for a long time only revealed her real killing move at this moment, she is an evil way, so she will naturally use some evil spells, otherwise she would not be so jealous and resentful, and the old monk in the temple would rather die himself than suppress her.

Looking at the spreading blackness on his right hand, Xu Baichuan quickly took a few steps back, and the sword qi in his heart lake was surging, all rushing towards the black, but the blackness seemed to have taken root in his hand, and it was quite a feeling that the wind was still not moving.

Xu Baichuan's face sank, and he turned his head to look at the woman, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He recognized this spell as rotten qi, and if a breath passed by, it would block it from entering, and the reason why the woman would slap the rotten qi on his right hand was because he wanted him not to swing the sword with his right hand.

The intentions are extremely sinister.

The woman's face was very proud, no matter how strong your killing power is, the sword qi can't be poured into the sword, isn't it half wasted, even if you change your hand, it won't be as smooth as it is now, and it should always be a little uncomfortable.

The woman laughed wildly.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Xu Baichuan took a deep breath, and the autumn breeze in his hand was flooded with white light, not like in the past, it turned into sword qi and shot out, but all of it was condensed on the sword, forming a sword light.

Running quickly, his body jumped up, and slashed out from top to bottom.

Majestic and on the next level.

The woman's laughter stopped abruptly, looking at Xu Baichuan, whose combat power did not decrease but increased, full of disbelief, this move is obviously invincible, many monks of the three sects have fallen under this move, and it is clear that the breath in the body will be much slower when hit by rotten qi, why is this person nothing?

She didn't understand, but now was not the time to find a solution, the sword was near, and I was afraid that it wouldn't be too pleasant to receive a sword.

Judging the situation, this is her strength.

The woman's body trembled, trying to avoid the sword, but she was soon surprised to find that she could not move, and a golden chain extending from the temple appeared out of thin air on her body, locking her firmly in place, and it seemed that she would not be able to break free for a while.

The autumn wind cut off, and the woman's head did not resist for long, and was soon cut in half, each scattered on the ground.

After a sword, all that was left was a headless white bone.

But even so, the woman still did not die, but after she struggled to break free of the golden chains, she did not fight, but brought a strong wind, rolled up the head on the ground, and used a white bone on her body as a means to drive away the spell, and disappeared in an instant.

By this time, the sky was already faintly bright.

Before I knew it, I had been fighting all night.

Xu Baichuan looked at the traces that were covered by the heavy snow again, shook his head, carried the autumn breeze, and walked into the temple.

The temple is no longer blue bricks and white tiles, revealing a dilapidated appearance again, and the Buddha statue on the table is the same, but for some reason, the old monk floating on it has not disappeared, it is still glowing with golden light, but it is a little undetectable.

Xu Baichuan sat on the haystack, re-lit the fire that had been extinguished, took out a piece of meat and roasted it, and sprinkled some spices on it, and after a while, the temple was filled with the smell of meat.

Seductive very.

The old monk opened his eyes that had been closed, and said with a smile: "Good fragrant meat, can you give a little to the old monk." ”

Xu Baichuan raised his eyes and glanced at the old monk, and quipped: "Great monk, you Buddhists shouldn't wake up without eating meat, why do you ask me for meat, could it be that you are a fake monk?"

The old monk laughed: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, why can't he eat meat?"

When Xu Baichuan heard this, he was not a stingy person, so he divided some meat and put it in front of the Buddha statue.

The old monk thanked him softly, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the essence on the piece of meat poured into the old monk's mouth, and the meat with no essence was no different from wood.

Xu Baichuan finished eating the meat in his hand and drank a few sips of wine, and felt that he was already a little full, so he simply extinguished the fire and hung the wine bottle on his body again.

When he made another move, he was already walking towards the door.

The old monk was very surprised when he saw Xu Baichuan's actions, and hurriedly said, "Xiaoyou, where are you going?"

Xu Baichuan stopped, turned his head to look at the old monk, and said calmly: "Naturally, I left, I just came here to spend the night, and now that the night has passed, when it comes to daytime, I won't bother more." ”

The old monk was speechless, Xu Baichuan's action made him unable to figure it out, shouldn't sword cultivation be jealous and hateful, slaying demons and subduing demons?

Now that the demon is not dead, why should he leave?

When the old monk was thinking about this problem, Xu Baichuan had already stepped out of the temple gate, stepped on the path again, and walked in the direction of the Great Zhou Tiandu, and it didn't take long for the temple to be left behind by him.

In the temple, the old monk looked inexplicable, and after Xu Baichuan left, he kept looking at the door, as if there was something over there.

Not long after, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

It's the woman from before.

The woman no longer looks like a ghost, and her skin and flesh are as delicate as a real person, but she wears as few clothes as ever.

The woman stood at the door, looked at the old monk, and said with a smile: "That person is gone, Fajing, your abacus is about to fail." ”

The old monk named Fajing didn't speak, just looked at the woman who was scratching her head and making a gesture.

The woman tore off her clothes, revealing a good scenery, and said with a smile: "Fajing, do you want to stay here all the time, you can't survive, you can't die? This is not good for you and me, instead of being entangled like this, it is better to let go of the formation, you and I are a mandarin duck couple, wouldn't you be happy in the world?"

Fajing's expression changed slightly, and he still didn't speak.

The woman tore off the rest of her clothes, she was already naked, her eyes were like silk, she looked at Fa Jing who was rolling in her throat, and said again: "You have already eaten meat before, why can't you eat me, my taste is much better than meat." ”

Fajing suddenly closed his eyes, recited the scriptures, and said after a long time: "You are an evil demon, a poor monk and a demon, the two are not the same as the sky, no matter how you tempt it, the poor monk's heart to suppress the demon is unswerving, and you must not be let out for the sake of disaster." ”

The woman smiled playfully, waved her hand, and there was a sound of footsteps, and a stout man with blank eyes stepped on the snow.

The woman stroked the man with a smile on her face, not long ago the woman robbed a convoy, and most of the people and horses were devoured, except for this man, who was left behind, for this moment.

"Fajing, since you don't want to, then you can't blame me. ”

The man pushed open the temple door and stepped in without hindrance, the Buddha light left in the temple can only deal with the evil demons, and the man is a living person is a mortal, the Buddha light naturally has no effect on this, the man picked up the Buddha statue and walked out, Fajing saw all this in his eyes, but there was no way.

At the end of the day, he's just a thought, and he's helpless about a lot of things.

And at this moment, a sword light flew from a distance, and it happened to slash at the woman, and the spell was cast, and the man's movements in the temple stopped.

The woman turned around abruptly and looked at Xu Baichuan who came from the sword, her face was extremely ugly.

Xu Baichuan carried the autumn wind and ran quickly, and it didn't take long for him to arrive in front of the woman, no matter how quickly the woman reacted, she still cut off one of her arms.

His arms fell to the ground and scattered into a cloud of bones.

The woman didn't look at the white bones that fell to the ground, but looked at Xu Baichuan, who was holding a sword in her right hand, and asked suspiciously, "How did you break my spell?"

Xu Baichuan said calmly: "My sword cultivation, one sword can break ten thousand laws, it's just the length of time it takes." ”

After finishing speaking, he swung a sword again, and the sword qi dispersed, turning into tens of millions, and the offensive was like a storm, which was very spectacular.

The woman picked up a spell with her remaining hand, barely resisting the sword.

But she can only resist, Xu Baichuan will not give her a chance to resist.

After last night's battle, the woman was first scattered by the Buddha's light and a lot of cultivation, and then Xu Baichuan split her head in half, and her cultivation was not as good as before, but she barely maintained the realm, and Xie was now unexpectedly cut off an arm, and the situation was even more difficult.

How can I escape from this sword cultivator?

I'm afraid it's extremely difficult, almost impossible.

The one who wields the sword, after all, is the first person to cultivate the young sword, and he is a name for himself who has broken out of the fighting.

If you want to escape from his sword, unless the realm is too high, you will definitely die!

After a few swords, the woman's head was cut off again, and even her body was dismembered into countless pieces by the sword qi.

It can be said that you can't die anymore.

Swinging his sword again to knock over the soil, looking at the bones that were hidden in the ground, Xu Baichuan nodded, and then stepped into the temple gate.

There was a man in the temple, holding a Buddha statue, very puzzled.

The woman had died as a spellcaster, and the man naturally came to his senses and wondered about all this.

I was clearly riding on a horse, why did I get here, why did I hold a Buddha statue?

He was puzzled.

Xu Baichuan walked up to the man, looked at the Buddha statue, and said with a smile: "Great monk, how about my swords?"

The man put the Buddha statue on the ground, feeling that Xu Baichuan was a little ignorant, there were obviously only the two of them in this witty statement, how could there be a great monk?

I'm afraid it's not a lost soul.

At this moment, the man thought a lot, but they all dissipated with the next sudden sound.

"Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is wonderful, and the old monk admires it very much!"