Zhang San walked step by step, and Lin Fan and the three of them were like great enemies.

With a flash of golden light, an arrow broke through the air, and the precious famous arrow named Destroying Jian was shattered by the sword qi before it could reach Zhang San's body.

The sword qi skyrocketed, forcing Chu Yun and the three of them to retreat!

Zhang San, who seemed to have entered the invincible realm, said softly: "Get out of the way, otherwise you won't be as merciful as Fang Cai's subordinates!"

The floating ancient lamp above his head fluttered towards Zhang San, and Song Zhi shouted: "Zhang San, don't talk big, see the truth under your hands!"

Behind him, Lin Fan's divine light suddenly brightened, the green muscles all over his body burst out, and the divine ring expanded, exaggerated to the point that it was like a big sun rising on the floating sea mountain!

The purple light in Chu Yun's eyes was dotted, and the purple qi rose, condensed into a big star, and smashed down!

Zhang Sansan's sleeves waved, and the sword qi resisted the green light.

Airplanes!

The sword qi skyrocketed by three points, and the green light of the shock regressed.

Song Zhi was covered in thunder and lightning and rushed towards Zhang San.

The divine fire is blazing, the purple gas is permeated, Zhang San holds the void, there is no sword in his hand, and there seems to be a sword, a sword is swung out, the sky is blue and the earth is bright, and the purple star falls.

Another sword swung out, splitting the raging divine fire and smashing Song Zhi back!

Zhang San looked at the god-like figure that walked out of the divine ring behind Lin Fan, and didn't care.

But one more sword!

At the foot of the bitter mountain, in a bottomless sinkhole, the sword qi was raging, Yun Youya was lying in the pit, with a sword mark on his body, and a little scarlet on the silver robe.

There are no clouds, and the entire sea of clouds gathers into a statue that covers the sky and the sun!

On the floating sea and mountain, the ancient lamps are gone, Song Zhiqing's clothes are broken, and the blood flows.

The purple qi was faint, and Chu Yun's eyes were dull.

Lin Fan's left arm hung down, the divine ring behind his back was dim, and the gods and demons who came out of it just now were cut off by the black-robed man with a sword!

Yun Youya, who rushed up to the sea of clouds from the foot of the bitter mountain, jumped into the law that covered the sky and the sun, staring at the black-robed man who was full of sword air, and the law minister spoke: "Zhang San, if you are obsessed, you will not escape death."

"Just you?"

The man ignored the celestial statue and looked at the disc in front of him, which was only a few steps away, as if waiting for someone.

Yun Youya was furious, this Zhang San completely ignored himself!

The law phase shook, the left arm was surrounded by scarlet thunder, and the right arm was covered with blue thunder, and a palm struck at Zhang San!

didn't care, Zhang Sanyi handed out a sword, "Open!"

This time, together with the law that covers the sky and the sun, at the foot of the bitter mountain, there is once again a splash!

The sword qi was surging, Zhang San walked towards the disc, the pillar of light stabbed the whole world with a sword, and the sword qi went straight to the disc!

The densely written inscriptions lit up, and on the stone pillars, one by one the inscriptions floated in the air, entangled Zhang San's Void Sword Thorn!

Zhang San's eyes froze, and there was no sword qi in Fuhaishan.

The sword qi is all in Zhang San's hands!

Just before the invisible sword qi broke free of the inscription and was about to insert it into the disc.

"Hey"

An old sigh rang out.

Zhang San, who was drawing his sword, seemed to be squeezed by the whole heaven and earth, and he couldn't move.

"Such a talent, it is rare in the world, but it is a pity to go astray, obsessed, and you can't be left behind, it's a pity!"

In a small world that does not belong to China, there is an old man in old peasant clothes who is weeding in the vegetable garden, with a string of bamboo planks hanging on his waist, reaching out to touch his waist, pulling down a bamboo board, the old man holds a sickle, strokes on the bamboo board with the word Zhang Saner, and shakes his head.

"It's a pity, it's a pity

On the top of the floating sea, blood overflowed from the corners of Zhang San's mouth, kneeling on the disc, the pain all over his body was unbearable, his cultivation was passing rapidly, and his face was pale.

For a moment, it was as if the heavens had abandoned the earth and removed him from this world.

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In the cave of the gods, the white-robed old man with white hair had a complicated expression.

On the top of the mountain, Wang Er stood in the snow, looking at the snowman of a lonely little boy.

"Wang Er, the snowman you built is too ugly, I looked much better than this when I was a child, I won't smash this, I'll leave you a thought. ”

When the wind and snow hit, Wang Er closed his eyes, when he was a child, the master asked the three of them to light three snow incense, and said with a glance: "This is the few life incense sticks left in heaven and earth, and you can know your fate by burning incense." ”

In the wind and snow, three children who were playing took the snow incense from the old man's hand and held it in his hand, and the snow incense spontaneously combusted.

After the incense of the first child was burned, the vision of heaven and earth suddenly rose, and on the sacred mountain, in the wind and snow, the stars appeared, reflecting the world.

The second incense, as soon as it burns, will automatically extinguish.

The third, after the incense burned, nothing happened.

The old man laughed and rubbed the heads of the three children, his eyes for accepting apprentices were really good, one reflected the destiny of the heavens, the other was even better, the destiny of heaven was unpredictable, and the last one, the old man smiled even more.

Without restraint!

"Master, master, let's go see the stars. Finally, the child pulled the corner of the old man's clothes and raised his head and shouted, and the other child quickly echoed.

The old man smiled and put the two children on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, holding the little girl, shouting and sitting firmly, his body rose from the ground and went straight to the sea of stars.

The little girl in her arms turned her head slightly, and the two children who were sitting on their shoulders to look at the stars did not notice it, nor did the master find it, and the last burned snow incense ash was arranged in four words in the wind and snow, not a hundred taboos, but.

Death is death!

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Leaving Nanzhen, Ma stood in front of the broken wooden door with a crutch, and said to the surprised young man with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you still remember the old man?"

Dong Nanyan looked at the culprit of the turmoil in the town a few days ago, and it was a little hard to believe it, this is what Uncle Blacksmith said, the person who listened to his reply?

"Do you have something?", Dong Nanyan said tentatively.

Ma shook his head sincerely and said, "Entrusted by others, a dream"

Dong Yan believed it and invited the old man into the small courtyard.

Ma Cheng looked at the ugly courtyard, two fruit trees, and there was not even a place to stay.

Dong Nanyan asked the old man to wait, ran into the house, moved out a stool, and sat on the steps himself.

The old man didn't sit down, but said, "I'm curious why it's me, right?"

Dong Nanyan hesitated and nodded.

Ma Xinxin also sat on the steps, looked at the fruit tree, and said, "I also had a dream a few days ago, and the person in the dream is your blacksmith uncle, and he asked me to listen to your decision today. ”

Before Dong Nanyan could speak, the old man said again: "As an off-topic, Xiaoyou still has a grudge against me, right?"

Dong Nanyan nodded and shook his head, the old man was still as hateful as he saw by the lake a few days ago, Dong Nanyan didn't know, these days, people in the town thought that this was a bodhisattva face.

Ma asked sincerely, "What does Xiaoyou mean by this?"

Dong Nanyan said softly: "When I was a child, someone taught me that I can change my mistakes, and I am very good. Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, and I also read from the book that he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot. ”

Dong Nanyan muttered: "If you become a Buddha, will the evil retribution be offset?"

Ma was silent.

Yes, it has been evil for several years, and once you turn back, it is good?

The old man didn't tell the young man that he stayed in this Linan Town and gave back to this place, and he would be scattered within a few years of cultivation.

What happens when the cultivation is exhausted?

will die.

"Xiaoyou, have you thought about it?", the old man still asked the matter.

Dong Nanyan thought about it, and the young man who had been hesitating suddenly felt blessed in his heart, raised his head and said, "Can the old gentleman wait for me for a while?"

Seeing Ma nodded heartily, the young man got up and went back to the house to take out the three sticks of incense given by the man in his dream.

The golden light is shining, under the sun, the young man closes his eyes and burns incense devoutly, the golden smoke is faint, and wherever he goes, the golden smoke will turn into a series of figures, including Granny Liu, Mrs. Cui, everyone in Cui's house, and Grandpa Dong....

Tears rolled in the young man's eyes, he had killed so many people, and in the smoke shadow of the golden light, there was an old woman who looked at the young man who was crying and said in a voice: "It turns out that you are only so big, why have you grown so tall in a flash, I can't recognize it." ”

The well-dressed woman spoke softly, "Little Fulu, don't blame yourself, Aunt Cui doesn't blame you, it's none of your business, don't take it to heart." ”

The kind-eyed old man said seriously: "It's hard to say, you must eat more, read more, take care of yourself, you must live well, there is nothing good below, promise grandpa, after reading the world, come to grandpa again." ”

Ma Cheng looked at the smoke and shadow of the Tao, and sighed at the same time, the old man had no reason to think of a sentence, sweeping the floor does not hurt the life of ants, cherish the moth gauze cover lamp, such thoughts, all kinds of good thoughts, is the opportunity for my people's life, without this, it is just the so-called civil skeleton!

In the courtyard, the young man burst into tears, the smoke and shadows drifted away one by one, and the young man prayed silently one by one in his heart.

The golden smoke dissipated and his hands were empty, the young man wiped his tears, walked up to Ma Chengxin, and said with a smile: "Old man, please help me tell the blacksmith uncle, thank him, I don't choose either." ”

"Huh?"

Ma was a little confused, and the one who told him that the boy chose which of these two choices would ask him to give the corresponding tips to the boy, and he didn't choose either, what was the situation?

Sweeping away the gloom on his face in the past few days, the young man said seriously: "Please help me tell the blacksmith uncle, thank him for his kindness, he has been very good to me, has helped me a lot, I don't know how to repay it, I can't owe him any more, both options are very good, but..."

The young man smiled brightly, "Life, you always have to rely on yourself!"

Ma is completely confused, help you contact?

God knows how to contact that person!

God knows!

On the disc, Zhang San, who supported his body with his arms, had relief, shame, reluctance, and decisiveness on his face, all kinds of looks, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the man laughed wantonly.

"My life is mine, how can you control it!"

Although his physical strength cultivation is circling rapidly, at this moment, Zhang San's sword aura is more vigorous, and his sword intent is heavier!

The two fingers are in the shape of a sword, and the fingertip sword is swirling and inserted into the disc!

The heavens and the earth roared, as if the heavens were shaking!

The disc gradually stopped rotating, the pillar of light dissipated, and it rained light!

In the vegetable garden, the old farmer and the old man were furious, and suddenly, in this small world, the sword qi was raging!

The bamboo plaque with the word "three" was written, blooming with immeasurable sword light!

A black-robed man walked out of the sword light and went straight to the old man.

Zhang Sanzhen stood on the disk, different from the Tiangang Thunder Law of Song Zhi, floating on the sea and mountain, the pillar of light dissipated, after the heavens shook, the thunderclouds instantly covered the sky, and in the dim sky, thunder and lightning of various colors appeared, pouring towards the figure on the disc like a waterfall, as if someone was venting monstrous anger!

Looking at the huge Heavenly Tribulation from a distance, Yun Youya's cold hair stood on end, and he stroked his palms and smiled, "Zhang San, you sinner, you anger the heavens, and there is no place to bury you!"

"Dead?"

Under the thunder pool, Zhang San laughed.

"What is the fear of death?"

The waterfall-like catastrophe poured down, and the split floating sea mountain almost exploded!

The black-robed man stood on the disc, his sword aura like a sea and a waterfall!

The man muttered, "Heaven is going to rob me?"

Yun Youya, who had been waiting for the man to be split in the distance, was almost frightened!

Rumble!

With Zhang San as the center, the floating sea and mountains are shattered, the wind and snow, the flowers and trees, the fine sand and gravel are all turned into long swords, the tip of the sword is facing the sky, and ten thousand swords are fired together, sweeping the sky against the thunderstorm.

"Since the heavens have robbed people, why can't people rob the heavens?"

The man laughed happily.

"Today, I will rob the heavens!"