Tang Yu, don't let this seat catch you, or you're going to have to be skinned and cramped to make me feel better.

Boom.

The shock wave hit the ground, cutting through a huge crack about dozens of feet deep, and the sound of underground undercurrents could be faintly heard.

If it weren't for Tang Yu's lack of ability, his body was attacked again, and the air was unstable, his movements would have been much slower. Otherwise, the sword just now would have blown the snow into pieces.

Missing again, Tang Yu's heart sank, his ability was not enough to support himself in the war, the last resort, he had to kill, otherwise he would definitely fail.

"Fengtianque, the town of Jiuyou, rules over more than 10,000 princes of Gu Jian."

Tang Yuren added his sword together, and the cold sword light struck again, like a flash of fireworks and a trembling brilliance. Accompanied by the eternal power of King's Landing, it is like a king descending and stabbing out.

Xue Man Hollow exclaimed in his heart, he couldn't dodge at all, and he couldn't dodge. Even if God came, he could not avoid such a speed.

It's a battle.

Who will die and who will live is uncertain. The boy was cornered. As long as he stops this move, he will definitely lose.

Although I think about it so much, in fact, it's just a thought. Snow Mankong made a decision in an instant, depending on whether your sword was strong or my chain was better.

The chain in his right hand stirred up a whirlwind, and he greeted it straightforwardly.

Before, before, before,

The pressure of the air exploded the space. Only the unstoppable thrust of the sword light entered, and the chain was losing ground, breaking into countless pieces, and falling.

Originally, the outcome was about to be decided, and Tang Yu's body had to have a beating, and it was at this moment that the momentum of the sword that did not retreat shrank.

"Now. ”

Xue Man was overjoyed in his heart, and he stepped back without looking back, and the remaining iron chains smashed out directly, kicking Tang Yu's shoulder in the air.

This kick made Tang Yu snort, and he fell backwards in an instant, and the snow chased after him, hitting the back room where he was three times in a row.

Bang!

Tang Yu, who fell to the ground, turned pale into a paper bag, spat a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, holding the right hand of the Soul Devouring Sword, he was trembling constantly, and there was a trace of black qi hovering on his forehead.

This is the final bite of the soul-devouring sword. If the person wielding the sword cannot control the soul-devouring sword, he will inevitably be eaten by it and become a sword slave, a murderous demon driven by the soul-devouring sword.

"Amitabha. ”

A melodious Buddha name seems to float from the sky, and a figure floats from the sky.

A monk, a Zen staff.

Xue Man wanted to step forward, grabbed Tang Yu, and pulled himself away.

As for the cooperation with Li Canghai, it was only to better complete the task, and he would not interfere with Zhu Li's two battles.

But just as he walked out, his body suddenly stopped, and his face was ugly like a dead fly.

"Amitabha!"

The name of the Buddha is nice, and if the voice is merciful, an old monk and a Zen staff appear in his eyes. The joy of the snow sank. I'm afraid it will be difficult to accomplish this task. "Bang, bang, bang,"

The old monk had just stepped out of mid-air, and every step he took made a low vibration sound, as if he was walking on flat ground. When the magic wand was in the air, the Nine Rings shook it from time to time, making a clear "tin, tin" sound. The mood of the audience was calm and peaceful.

The old monk's mouth was the same as Hong Zhong's, and the Zen voice was loud and clear: "This person has no self-image, no image of people, no sentient beings, no longevity." So what? My stage means right and wrong: the human stage, the sentient stage, and the longevity stage mean the right and wrong stage. Why? In every sense of the word, we are called Buddhas. ”

A series of Zen sounds of Buddhism's true meaning exploded in Tang Yu's ears, hitting people's hearts. Tang Yu, who was about to sink into the soul devouring sword, woke up in horror. His face was distorted, even more confused. The obsession with killing seems hard to throw away.

"All sentient beings do not have me, and suffering and happiness follow fate. Even though we've earned accolades and other things, we're winning them today because of what we've built. Why is this happening? Gains and losses depend on the environment, and people's hearts will not increase or decrease. ”

The old monk walked up to Tang Yu and looked at him calmly. The reflection in his eyes was as calm as water. He is neither sympathetic nor greedy. His words were vague and elusive.

Tang Yu ate the soul sword in his hand and trembled and screamed. He seemed to be ranting and questioning. It wasn't until the black aura on his face slowly faded that the Soul Biting Sword stopped.

Tang Yu raised his head and smiled slightly on his pale face: "In the red dust, he is entangled with good and evil, and he only has a sword in his hand. With my heart, He will break good and evil, cut off cause and effect. ”