"Kendo has never been ...... long night"

The old monk's words attracted many sword practitioners in front of Shaolin Temple, and their hearts began to fluctuate.

How many people practice swordsmanship?

But how many people can be called the king of swords?

However, in the past, only now, almost every sect in the rivers and lakes, the strength of the rivers and lakes has people who practice swordsmanship, there are countless swordsmanship and swordsmanship, there are many masters among them, and there are many people with superb swordsmanship, but almost no one can have a huge name on the side of the sword.

Recently, only Xixia and other places far away from the Central Plains have heard of it, and the swordsman who is known as the name of the sword god is also in the cluster now, and he is just a sword-bearer known as Lu Xun.

In this way, in fact, the swordsman at the bottom has always held an attitude that he can practice or not practice in the way of the sword, and the road to the way of the sword is boundless.

What the old monk said came from a kind of master's heart, although it was a bit exaggerated, but it was also true.

There are no top people in kendo, just like a long night.

But now, with Lu Xun, on the way of the sword, there is no one who can stand at the top, and the people who practice swords in the lower world also have a direction, for them, Lu Xun may be the tip of this sword!

Lu Xun looked at the old monk who had left a little sluggishly, standing on top of the eaves, the breeze was gentle, and he seemed a little silent for a while.

Somehow, he suddenly had a sense of gloom, as if there was no one who understood him anymore.

Below, in front of the Shaolin Temple, after the first battle, a group of people also quieted down.

I thought that there would be some time for this quietness, but who knows, it was extremely abrupt, and suddenly there was another dark battle in the field.

First of all, on Qiao Feng's side, the two black-clothed people who had just been shocked by Lu Xun's battle, one of them took advantage of all the silence, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and attacked the other black-clothed man on the side.

A sneak attack, directly hit the man and spit out a mouthful of blood, seeing that the man in black on the opposite side was still about to attack, he hurriedly counterattacked, and then there was a sound of fighting, among them, by the way, Qiao Feng also brought it in, and the three of them were about to complete the battle that had not yet been decided.

And seeing that the battle over there had started, which attracted a lot of attention, Ding Chunqiu's eyes rolled here, and he suddenly used a Dafa to sneak attack Ye Erniang on the side, preparing to escape.

Ye Erniang was hit by this, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, her whole body was shocked, her face was depressed, and she was about to breathe more and take in less air.

Seeing this, Xuzhu on the side suddenly cracked his originally gentle face.

Xu Zhu was already angry at this time.

He had just recognized his mother, and he was about to die in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, how could he endure this scene, and he could no longer maintain the cultivation of the heart of Buddha.

Anger rises from the heart, and evil grows to the guts,

Xuzhu shouted angrily in his mouth, and a strong momentum erupted on his body, and he slashed towards Ding Chunqiu is palm who was about to escape.

"Give me back my mother!"

After finishing speaking, Xuzhu stopped Ding Chunqiu and fought with him again. This fight, more ferocious than before, Xuzhu is simply not afraid of death, there is no strength under his hands, all the martial arts of the free faction are used, for a while, I only saw the field, the palm shadow is slow, the energy is flying, and the two scenes are superimposed, it is really a bit spectacular.

And with Ye Erniang's fall, Shaolin, which had been on the silent side, rushed out at this time, only to see that his figure was extremely fast, and his momentum was high, and he quickly came to Ye Erniang's side, gently picked her up, and hurriedly fed her a pill.

Ye Erniang's breath was extremely short at this time, looking at the bald head with ring scars and a solemn face, she smiled miserably, with a faint mockery in her smile: "You Shaolin abbot did a good job, why did you come to save me......"

At this time, Xuan Ci, who had a sighing look on his face, saw Ye Erniang take the medicine, put his hand on her arm, took a breath of true anger, put down his heart slightly, turned his head to look at Xuzhu who was still fighting with Ding Chunqiu, and said in a slow voice: "When is the time for retribution............ Are you sure he's that kid......"

A sneer appeared on Ye Erniang's face slightly, and after taking the medicine, she was inspired by Xuan Ci's true anger, and her breath was slightly soothed: "You...... Won't you see it yourself, for so many years, he has been in Shaolin, when will you know......"

When Xuan Ci heard this, a trace of sigh appeared on his face.

And the onlookers on the side saw the scene of mercy, for a while a little unclear, but seeing that the abbot of Shaolin was holding a woman's words, at this time they couldn't help but start to talk about it, although they believed in the abbot's prestige and affirmed his morality, but the scene in front of them, how to explain?

Xuan Nan and other Shaolin disciples looked at each other, and the expressions on their compassionate faces were also different......

He had been silent and thinking carefully about Lu Xun, and when the sound of the fight below was getting louder and louder, he finally woke up, he first looked at Qiao Feng Xuzhu and Duan Yu, who had just joined the battlefield and helped Xuzhu, and then looked at the four generals not far away, as well as Abi Azi and Azhu and others who rushed over, and did not ignore the woman who had not been able to completely let go of him in his heart so far.

He smiled again.

He figured it out, but he had just entered the magic barrier again.

There may be a lot of people who don't understand themselves, but why should you care about their opinions?

What I have always wanted is detachment, but also to retain, transcend the world, and keep this relationship.

Lu Xun, who wanted to understand, laughed out loud.

This sound is like a thunderbolt, like a lion roaring on the mountains.

The loud voice directly penetrated the Shaolin Temple and spread throughout the Shaolin Mountain

With bursts of sound waves, thousands of birds flew away and thousands of beasts galloped.

The group of heroes in front of the Shaolin Temple were frightened by the sound wave with the internal force of the true yuan, and for a while they actually covered their ears and retreated two steps.

And the two battlefields that were still in World War I suddenly stopped one after another at this time.

Qiao Feng first broke away from the standing circle, and the two black-clothed people seemed to have a deep enmity in the sea of blood, and they fought each other everywhere, and they both lost and were injured, and they both covered their chests and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

And at this time, the face towel they had been wrapping was finally unblocked, revealing its true face.

When everyone on the side saw this, they exclaimed again and again: "Old Master Murong?" "This is ...... Old talk about Qiao Feng Qiao gang leader?"

Qiao Feng also looked at the old man with a look of surprise on his face, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Xuzhu and Ding Chunqiu wanted to fight again, but they saw that after Lu Xun laughed loudly, he gently fell down from the eaves, and he was in the air, but the long sword in his hand suddenly waved towards Ding Chunqiu.

A transparent sword aura that seemed to be invisible erupted and went straight to Ding Chunqiu's body.

When Ding Chunqiu was fighting with Xuzhu, his eyelids jumped wildly, and at a glance, he saw Lu Xun waving a sword, and when he felt it again, he only felt that there was a fierce blessing in front of him

His heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't react in a hurry, so he could only resist the attack of the void bamboo with his body, and pounced on him.

However, although he moved quickly, his sword qi showed no mercy, directly cutting off his two legs in the air.

And then, due to the two mountain and six yang palms of the void bamboo in his body, he vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth, no matter how strong he was before, at this time, there was no room for resistance, only to be angry in an instant, and less to breathe, the hero of the moment ended up like this.

After Ding Chunqiu vomited two mouthfuls of blood again, he was lying on the ground, raised his head, looked at Lu Xun, and said in a hoarse and unspeakable tone: "You...... Didn't you do it before, and you won't do it next time?"

What he said was what Lu Xun said to him when he was in the Zhenlong chess game before, at that time, he may not have believed it himself, and he still wanted to fight with Lu Xun, but at this time, Lu Xun couldn't even hold a sword in his hand, and he felt a little mocking inexplicably.

Lu Xun, who fell to the ground, looked at Ding Chunqiu, and the expression on his face was faint: "I have been, your opponent has never been me, it is him." That's why I didn't try to kill you with a sword, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to dodge. ”

Ding Chunqiu was immediately stunned, remembering that Lu Xun had just taken out the sword, and it was true that if Lu Xun really attacked him like he had just fought with the old monk, he would have no chance to defend at all, let alone be able to dodge.

At this point, he finally couldn't bear the mockery in his heart, glanced at Lu Xun, and then looked at the purple clouds that still remained in the sky, he used his last breath, and laughed:

"Haha, it's really a good swordsmanship, a good swordsmanship! You're a Murong Fu! You're a sword master!Hahaha......"

At the end of a loud laugh, a generation of heroes died with a sense of freedom on their faces.

Maybe when he died, he didn't want to believe that there were still fairy-like masters like Lu Xun in this world!

And with his death, Xuzhu hurriedly turned around and came to Ye Erniang's side, seeing the abbot Xuanci on the side, he was slightly stunned, but he didn't do much, he directly hugged Ye Erniang, with a worried look on his face.

At this time, Ye Erniang was extremely injured and did not breathe enough, although she seemed to be alive, she was estimated to not live long.

For a while, Xuzhu was a little sad.

And Ye Erniang, looking at Xuzhu, said slowly: "Don't be sad, I can see you at the end, that's ...... I have no regrets in my life......"

She didn't have much strength, and her face showed a smile that she had never had, only maternal love in this world can be the most heartwarming, her smile even the Shaolin people on the side were moved, and couldn't help but gently recite Amitabha.

Seeing this on the side, Xuan Ci sighed again, what he wanted, but he didn't know how to go.

And Ye Erniang's qi and blood were surging at this time, the injury could no longer be maintained, her face was strangely flushed, she looked at Xuzhu, looked up at Xuan Ci, and finally said: "It's really difficult for the three of us to stand together......

After finishing speaking, he left in despair.

But on her face, there was a free smile.