The monks of the Maha Monastery are based on the inheritance of the teacher, not on the basis of cultivation, and the appearance is the first among these people. Ben Hui Li Hui once heard his nature mention that he was a person who had no spiritual root, and only relied on refining his body to achieve the realm of forging a golden body, and the primordial spirit achieved the holy womb, and his cultivation was so high that even his nature sighed to himself.

At this time, Li Hui didn't feel a little spiritual power fluctuation and coercion from Ben Hui's body, and knew that what his nature said was true, and he was full of respect for this old monk who seemed to be not low.

That Ben Wu had a kind face, always smiling, and Ben looked at Li Hui with a little curiosity.

The Maha Temple only sent four people to the rescue, obviously these four people are not mediocre, but what really interests Li Hui the most is this young little monk. With his cultivation, he can't even see the cultivation of this book, which can only show one point, the other party's divine sense is far stronger than him.

At this time, there were six Jindan monks on both sides, which could be said to be of equal strength, although there were still more than twenty foundation building monks in the air on the side of Feng Wanli, Li Hui also hid the back hand of the Cold Flame Jiao.

After the Divine Consciousness Transmission Voice told the Avatar the truth of the matter, he stood aside and obeyed the Avatar's decision.

Benxiang's face was unwavering, and he stepped forward, facing the wind: "The donor is known as the human-faced Shura, and his prestige has spread all over Liangchu, but he has also caused a lot of killings, so he is not afraid of being riddled with blood and light, and will be punished by heaven in the future, and will not be able to preach and ascend? ”

"Hahaha!" Feng Wanli looked up to the sky and laughed, and there was no trace of anger on his handsome and somewhat demonic face, "Master, you are laughing, your Buddha's Buddha is the right way, the shore, and my way is the crooked and evil way, and the boundless sea of suffering? Heaven is constant, and everything is regarded as a dog, natural selection, survival of the fittest, and the replacement of the weak by the strong is a matter of course and righteousness, which is in line with the way of heaven! Master, you might as well put down your set of false Dharma, pursue your own heart, and do what you want, so that you can see the true self!" The tone was unruly, and there was a domineering momentum.

Benxiang's face moved slightly, and he shook his head: "The true self that the donor said is just letting one's own demonic heart go and covering it with partiality, and embarking on the evil path, even if you have succeeded in cultivating in the future, but you have already lost your heart, are you still the same you?"

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"Hahaha, you, a great monk, have read so many Buddhist scriptures in vain, don't you hear that one thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a Buddha, I am not as good as hell who goes to hell, I control the demon with my own heart, the so-called demon is just for my use, and the demon can help me!" Feng Wanli said proudly, the breath on his body soared, and the anger soared to the sky.

I think I control the devil with my heart, and the devil can help me!

Li Hui's heart was shocked, this person's strong Dao heart, although arrogant, but it is not unreasonable, whether it is cultivating Buddha, or cultivating demons, or cultivating the Dao, or even his own sword Dao, it is just a way to pursue the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao, as long as he can use it for himself, how can he shake the slightest heart! He is like a sword immortal, sincere to the sword, a sword to break ten thousand laws, and there is no turning back, only then is the real great courage.

The faces of the Maha Temple and the others also changed greatly, and they were all shocked in their hearts at the strength of this person's demonic nature and the strength of the Dao heart.

"Good, human-faced Shura, sure enough, this is true, the donor is really a peerless demon, and he really asks the way of Shura, so a poor monk can't tolerate you today!"

"The Way of Shura!" Li Hui felt a pang in his heart, remembering that Yun Du had said that those who cultivate the way of demons, if the heart of the Tao is not strong, and they are taken advantage of by evil demons, they will inevitably be doomed in the end, but there are also such big devils, who regard killing people as grass mustard, and sentient beings as pigs and dogs, even if they slaughter all sentient beings and are riddled with blood, they will not be able to move their hearts at all, and that kind of person will be able to achieve the true way of Shura in the future.

It seems that this wind will achieve the Great Dao in the future, and it must be a peerless devil. This kind of person will not be controlled by the demonic nature at all when cultivating the demonic path, but will be able to control the demonic head for his own use and become stronger! In other words, no matter what kind of person cultivates, he is an absolute asset, and he will definitely achieve something.

It is precisely because of this that the original appearance really moved the idea of removing the other party.

The figures of Maha Temple's Benhui, Nature and others moved, and they all stepped forward to make a move, and Li Hui's nine swords were in the sky, bursting out with endless battle intent and murderous aura.

"Kill!" Feng Wanli just spit out a word lightly.

Woohoo!

The five Blood Dock monks all sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked Li Hui's side together, and at the same time, the more than twenty foundation building monks in the sky also shot together.

All of a sudden, the sky above the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the Imperial City was like fireworks, and all kinds of colorful magic weapons and spiritual weapons crossed the sky.

The five people of the Maha Temple seemed to stand casually, but they each occupied a position, their divine sense completely locked the enemy, and all the magic weapons in their hands were ready to be attacked.

Li Hui was completely locked in the wind with his divine sense, his eyes coldly looked at this famous and cold human-faced Shura, his eyes were full of battle intent, and the nine flying swords felt the master's intentions, and let out a sword roar.

"Since my cultivation, you are the first strong enemy I have encountered, and today I will behead you to prove my sword path!" Li Hui stared at Feng Wanli and said word by word.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Li Hui did not have the slightest fear, but was a little excited, only an opponent of this level could let him let go of the battle, and only then could he really stimulate his potential and perception of kendo. Sword Immortals are warlike, because of this, only by not challenging one strong enemy after another, in the battle between life and death, can they fully stimulate their potential, cultivate unparalleled sword intent, and make their cultivation progress, and their Dao heart is more pure. Today, Li Hui wants to use this wind as a stepping stone.

"You are also the first person who can make me feel threatened, and today I just took you to sacrifice my Shura Knife!" Feng Wanli looked at Li Hui with the same seriousness, and a long black knife that was striking at the heart of the people was slowly raised.

Li Hui took the wind as his opponent, and the five people of the Maha Temple did not have the slightest opinion, and each chose his own opponent to meet him.

In an instant, the two sides fought together, and in a battle at this level, the attacks of the more than twenty foundation building monks in the sky were like tickling, and they were better than nothing.

Call!

Li Hui's figure suddenly disappeared, and the wind was thousands of miles away, and the white clothes fluttered in the same place, and the majestic divine sense directly locked the surroundings, carefully probing Li Hui's traces.

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of Feng Wanli's mouth, and his body suddenly retreated, flying diagonally into the air, and at the same time, with a wave of the long knife in his hand, a blood-colored lightning more than ten zhang long pierced the sky.

Phew!

There was a cracking sound in the air, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura shook violently.

Bang!

Just where Feng Wanli was originally located, the void suddenly cracked, and a golden light pierced the sky, shooting out with a sword qi more than ten zhang long, colliding with the blood-colored lightning fiercely, the void rippled for a while, and the aura of heaven and earth was abnormally disordered.

Li Hui's figure then appeared, and at this time, the other eight flying swords had already been put away by him, because no matter how strong his divine sense was, he was distracted by the nine flying swords, and after all, he did not concentrate on the imperial envoy slashing the immortal sword. In the face of such a strong enemy in the wind, Li Hui did not dare to be careless.

In the first round, Li Hui took the initiative to attack, but was blocked by Feng Wanli's recognition, regardless of whether he was up or down.

"Good sword!" Feng Wanli praised the immortal sword, "Now it's my turn, Shura Seven Kills!"

The long black knife turned from black to red in Feng Wanli's hand, emitting a monstrous bloody aura, reflecting Feng Wanli's strange face into a bloody color.

Whoop!

The Shura knife instantly turned into a blood-red knife shadow and fell towards Li Hui, a knife was as fast as a knife, a knife was more domineering than a knife, and the seven sword lights were like seven blood-colored lightning, completely enveloping this area, and Li Hui couldn't escape the shroud of this knife shadow no matter which direction he went.

"The wind is surging!"

Li Hui's face froze, and he rushed forward with the seven blood-colored sword lights in his hand, and at the same time, the long sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the sky, and one after another sword qi rose into the sky, like the wind rising from the flat ground, gathering in all directions.

The sword qi condensed into a huge vortex in the sky, like a tornado, swaying upward, towards the falling sword light.

Zheng Zheng!

There was a sound of magic weapons colliding, and at the same time, there were bursts of explosions in the sky, and the seven blood-colored lightning bolts were completely crushed by the sword light and dissipated.

Feng Wanli was not in a hurry, the Shura knife in his hand kept slashing out, and at the same time, his body was swimming in the air like a ghost, and suddenly appeared at various incredible angles to shoot at Li Hui.

"Is it a way to compare your body?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Hui's mouth, looking at the Shura knife that appeared from behind his right and suddenly slashed, his body suddenly moved.

Burst!

Feng Wanli's eyes were as calm as water, and only in the deepest part of his eyes did he reveal such a chilling killing intent, and the Shura knife slashed down fiercely, slashing at Li Hui.

Li Hui's figure was as disillusioned as a bubble.

Feng Wanli's face changed slightly, and his body twisted and fell towards the ground quickly.

Phew!

A golden light swept over Feng Wanli's head, and Li Hui's figure just flashed in the air, and then disappeared again, chasing Feng Wanli who fell to the ground.

Feng Wanli, who was falling, suddenly folded, and the Shura knife in his hand slashed towards his right rear.

Bang!

A golden light flashed, and Li Hui slashed down with the sword of the Immortal Slashing Sword, but it happened to collide with the Shura Knife, and the two were almost face to face.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and as soon as the knife in his hand was retracted, he was about to attack again, but he saw a sneer flashing on Li Hui's face, holding a sword in one hand, but the other hand turned into a golden fist and punched.

Feng Wanli couldn't dodge, and a burst of blood light instantly erupted on his body, resisted this punch, and quickly retreated backwards, until he was a hundred feet away before he stabilized his body, his eyes were full of deep jealousy.

Fang Cai's punch, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a body protection magic weapon spirit armor, he would have been injured, but he didn't expect this person to be a double cultivator of the law body.

Li Hui was about to strike again, but suddenly stopped, and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

And the wind was full of miles, and his expression also moved, and he looked at the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

At this time, in the sky above the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I don't know when, a huge spiritual power vortex was formed, and the majestic spiritual energy surged towards the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

(It's been a day of cold and fever, and it's finally time to catch up with the last point in time)