I am Wudang Ye Xiaodie, who dares to say that I am an evil demon outer way? Who dares to say that I practice the exercises of the evil demon outer way?

When Ye Xiaodie said this sentence again, it was difficult to hide a bit of the taste of the world in his tone, although his domineering spirit was much more embarrassing.

No one answered Ye Xiaodie, it is undeniable that in the last second, if the fist represents the truth, it is indeed Ye Xiaodie's reason that is a little bigger, but now everyone is standing on a starting line, you Ye Xiaodie is still talking nonsense here if you don't hurry up and breathe, just wait for death in the next round! Many people thought silently.

"Ye Xiaodie, you are indeed powerful, but the Demon Suppression and Guardian Dao is within the scope of my Buddhist disciples, even if my Lingshan is stepped on by you today, this seat has no regrets!"

The sonorous voice of the Buddha reverberated in the mountains, and as the voice of the Buddha spread, many Dharma Protectors had regained their strength.

"Oh, really?"

Ye Xiaodi secretly glanced at Ye Li, and after making sure that the latter was safe, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the good times didn't last long, the color of the glass on Ye Xiaodie's body gradually faded, and Ye Xiaodie, who returned to his true color, was even more embarrassed when he appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Ye Tan saw through his intentions from Ye Xiaodie's eyes, and Ye Tani's little paws tightly grasped Ye Xiaodie's chest, and he had a posture of living and dying together.

"No regrets?"

Ye Xiaodi asked softly?

His family knew about his family's affairs, and he originally thought that he might be able to use another sword after swinging the knife, but after experiencing the change just now, Ye Xiaodie's attitude towards what was going to happen next was not optimistic.

Ye Xi may not know his physical condition as well as Ye Xiaodi, but in this situation, what should Ye Xi do, she knows very well, and she is also very determined. The little paw clung to Ye Xiaodi's shirt, and his whole body trembled with force.

"Alas!"

The smile on Ye Xiaodie's face was quite helpless, and he wanted to put away the broken knife, but Ye Xiaodie's entire right arm was too damaged in the impact just now, and he wanted to move his arm, but beads of sweat were hanging down his sideburns.

Looking at the broken knife inserted in the ground, Ye Xiaodie raised his eyebrows, the first cooperation was quite pleasant, but unfortunately I don't know if there will be a chance in the future!

The pressure around him gradually increased, and Ye Xiaodi knew that all the Buddhas on the Spirit Mountain had recovered their strength to fight.

"Come on!"

Holding a sword in his left hand, Ye Xiaodi looked up at the Buddhas in the sky and smiled.

"Follow this seat and punish the demon again!"

The voice of the Buddha Lord was loud with a faint hint of excitement, but his expression was indescribably lonely.

The White Lotus Venerable sighed secretly, and then shot at Ye Xiaodi with the strongest posture. Maybe Ye Xiaodi was not wrong, but Venerable White Lotus didn't think that his insistence was wrong, and both sides insisted on their persistence.

The mysterious words in the scriptures continue to float out of the sky, slowly converge, from the net into a wall, and finally into a mountain, in the sky is still gathering, looking at it from a distance, people feel difficult to breathe, and do not know that the mountains above the head fall, the sense of oppression is even more suffocating to the extreme, because even if the mountains composed of scriptures are still thousands of feet away, it still gives people a feeling of nowhere to escape.

Ye Xiaodie looked up, and then silently withdrew the green bamboo sword from his waist.

It's not that Ye Xiaodie has given up, sat still, or is ready to be caught, but Ye Xiaodie still wants to struggle to the death.

Ye Xiaodie's kendo cultivation is unpredictable, and even he himself doesn't know it, so at Ye Xiaodie's age, like many geniuses who see me, while looking at the world that no one can take my sword, he is also confused about when he will be able to see a sword stronger than himself.

What is the strongest sword? Ye Xiaodi asked Li Taibai, Li Taibai smiled and said nothing; Ye Xiaodi also asked the master, who directly scolded Ye Xiaodi after drinking all the wine in the study after sitting alone for a day. Then Ye Xiaodi didn't ask anyone again, but this didn't stop him from thinking about this question in his heart.

Later, Ye Xiaodie has traveled many roads, encountered many people and many things, and also triggered a lot of thinking.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect led by the Buddha is very powerful, and at this moment, the golden mountain composed of thousands of scriptures reminds Ye Xiaodie of the first time he picked up a firewood knife to face the bamboo sea in Wudang when he was a child, and he was at a loss and didn't know how to start.

So Ye Xiaodi put away the green bamboo sword, not that he didn't resist, it's like it's easy to put away the sword, it's easy to kill a person with a sword, but after the sword is out, it is difficult to stop the sword he sent out and save the person he wants to kill.

To put it simply, it's easy to kill, but it's too difficult not to kill.

Therefore, Ye Xiaodi no longer uses the sword, but turns to collect the sword, killing but not killing, not killing and killing, and surviving in the way of death.

"Look at my Ye Xiaodi's Dao!How about it?"

The smile on Ye Xiaodie's face did not decrease, and there was a sudden dinging sound on the Lingshan, which was the sound of the green bamboo sword entering the sheath.

The quiet surroundings became quieter, with Ye Xiaodi as the center, the sword momentum and sword qi were no longer surging, and in the end, even the only trace of sword intent disappeared, just like a bird like a mountain forest, a stone sank into the deep sea, Ye Xiaodie stood quietly in place, and then a crack appeared in the "golden mountain" on his head.

In this situation, all the Buddhas in the sky were dumbfounded, and then they also accelerated the speed of chanting. But as they chanted faster and faster, the "golden mountain" cracked faster and faster.

"This ......"

Venerable White Lotus looked at the scene in front of him, not knowing what to say, and not noticing his own voice.

Boom –

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect shattered again, and the "Golden Mountain" in the sky was silently split in two, but it did not turn into gold dust and fall.

"How so, why?"

The Buddha Lord looked at Ye Xiaodie in astonishment, and there was a lot of confusion in his eyes, he couldn't understand why the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect that suppressed all evil spirits was broken?

When the "golden mountain" in the sky was split in two and fell and became dim, the eyes like the Buddha became more and more numerous.

"Why?"

The smile on Ye Xiaodie's face gradually converged, and finally became a little lonely and sad.

"Because I've seen a real Buddha! It's different from what you're being offered to and what you're high up and about! That's really great, that's the Buddha who really doesn't give me the courage to draw my sword!"

Ye Xiaodi gently touched the leafy civet's hairy head, and then staggered out.

No one knew if Ye Xiaodi, who was walking precariously, would be able to draw his sword again, or retract his sword, so no one dared to stand in front of Ye Xiaodi anymore.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect was broken twice, whether it was the Buddha Lord or the White Lotus Venerable, they had no way to use it as a guide to launch the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, so they could only let Ye Xiaodi leave step by step.