Yu Tianlai looked at Xue Hongxian, who was fighting against the other party in the field, and sighed in his heart that there were several sects in the world such as "Zizhu Nunnery".

When we met for the first time in Mizhou last year, although this female cultivator had also reached the realm of cultivating qi and becoming gang, she was dwarfed by the essence who had almost reached the end of the realm of qi after cultivating for the great advancement. But today, less than a year ago, Xue Hongxian actually has a strength comparable to that of the elite at that time. The reason for this is naturally the result of the hard work of "Shichikuan". It's just that I don't know if it's with the help of some magic secret method or panacea.

Seeing Xue Hongxian's challenge, the "Demon God Temple" side also walked out of a young woman who was also carrying a sword behind her back. This woman was wearing a black dress that was well-cut and perfectly showed off her beautiful figure, although her face was extremely beautiful, but it was a blank without the slightest joy and anger, and her eyes were even more cold and dead, and there seemed to be no trace of human emotion. After she came out of the battle, she stood opposite Xue Hongxian, motionless and silent, just exuding a palpitating cold air, like a lifeless ice and snow sculpture.

Among the three leaders of the "Demon God Temple", the "sword idiot" Dugu Remnantyun said with a smile: "This woman's name is Rakshasa, and she is considered to be the heir of this seat, and her cultivation is the realm of Gangqi, so she will come to the scene and ask the red line girl for advice." ”

"Rakshasa?" When Yu Tianlai heard this strange name, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly spoke, "Dare to ask Mr. Dugu, is this woman actually practicing the 'Rakshasa Sword Sutra'?"

Hearing Yu Tianlai say the name of the "Rakshasa Sword Sutra", Dugu Yunyun's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to Yu Tianlai and glanced deeply: "Yu Dao is so knowledgeable, I still think that no one in the world knows the name of the 'Rakshasa Sword Sutra'." ”

When the Qingyin Shenni sitting next to Yu Tianlai heard this, he didn't know that Yu Tianlai had the intention to pluck his proud disciple Xue Hongxian, and immediately asked: "Forgive the poor nun for being lonely and unheard, and he has never heard of the name of the 'Rakshasa Sword Sutra', and asked Yu Dao Chang to explain his doubts on his behalf." ”

Yu Tianlai said with a smile: "The master of the nunnery doesn't have to be too humble, it's really too unpopular for this exercise, and Poor Dao just happened to have seen some relevant records from an ancient book." ”

This statement is not false, after several lives, he has been searching for the secrets of martial arts in the world to increase his own heritage, and the ancient book that records the "Rakshasa Sword Sutra" does exist, but it is not what he has seen in this life.

He continued: "It is said that this sword sutra is extremely evil, ordinary swordsmanship pays attention to the sword of people, but this sutra pursues the sword of man, and the practitioner will gradually abandon his emotional thoughts in the process of practicing the sword technique of the heart, and finally merge the whole heart and soul with the sword technique into one, and turn into a 'rakshasa sword ghost' who has no other thoughts outside the sword. This 'Rakshasa Sword Ghost' knows no fear, is not afraid of death, but has an incomparably strong fighting instinct, and martial artists of the same level often have to be suppressed by it. ”

Hearing Yu Tianlai say the "Rakshasa Sword Sutra" so clearly and clearly, Dugu Wanyun's face became more and more gloomy, since the other party knows the "Rakshasa Sword Sutra" so well, he will definitely not know the restraint method of the "Rakshasa Sword Ghost".

Sure enough, Yu Tianlai said again: "However, the combat instinct of the 'Rakshasa Sword Ghost' mainly comes from the induction of battle intent and murderous aura, if someone can get rid of the killing intent and the heart of victory and defeat when they shoot......"

He didn't say any more, but Xue Hongxian already understood what he should do. She took a deep breath and ran the mental method of the secret "Qinglian Sword Codex" of the "Zizhu Nunnery", dispelling all her thoughts, her eyes were clear, and her heart was as clear as a mirror lake. She pulled out the ancient sword "Conscience" behind her backhand with her backhand, ignoring that the opponent was just a thoughtless battle puppet, she still performed a sword salute seriously, and a smile on her face was like an iceberg melting and a hundred flowers blooming, and she said softly: "Xue Hongxian under the Zizhu Nunnery, please teach my sister!"

With that, he raised his sword and stabbed out in the air, and a highly condensed sharp sword qi spit out from the blade of the sword, stabbing towards the Rakshasa eyebrows two zhang away.

At the same time as Xue Hongxian took out his sword, Rakshasa also drew his sword out of its sheath, and with the momentum of drawing the sword, the sword blade also revealed an incomparably condensed sword qi, and the opponent's sword qi struck in the void, letting out a dull explosion and then returning to nothingness.

The two sides of this move seemed to be evenly divided, but the eyes of the people present were all keen, and they all saw that Rakshasa's reaction was slightly slower than Xue Hongxian's line, and the reason why this was so was because Xue Hongxian was really as Yu Tianlai said, although he shot his sword at the other party, he completely abandoned the killing intent and the heart of victory and defeat in his heart.

If it is a different person, even if you get Yu Tianlai's guidance, it may not be so easy to do. However, the "Qinglian Sword Codex", the highest mental method of "Zizhuan", is a unique study created by the patriarch of the sect in his later years of retreat for 20 years, and originally emphasized "liberation from red dust, flowers bloom to see Buddha", that is, just like a lotus flower out of the mud without being stained, although born in all kinds of life and death troubles, but can let go of all kinds of life and death troubles, so as to obtain the "Buddha nature" with supreme wisdom.

Xue Hongxian's "Qinglian Sword Codex" is naturally far from being cultivated to such a realm, but it is really not too difficult to temporarily maintain the emptiness of the state of mind with the "pure thoughts" and "stop desires" methods in the sword codex.

At this moment, she didn't have a trace of dust in her heart, and the "Asking Heart Sword" in her hand naturally flew vertically and horizontally, and the blade of the sword naturally pointed at the opponent's vital point.

A long sword of the Rakshasa is also fickle, although it is only a sword with the instinct of battle, but each sword seems to have been calculated with the most precision, and it is completely aimed at the opponent's sword momentum.

It's just that everyone can see that Rakshasa's swordsmanship is always faintly slower than the other party between changes. Masters compete, and the difference between life and death is the difference between life and death. Xue Hongxian is a contemporary negative sword walking in the "Zizhuan", and it has been nearly ten years since he debuted in the rivers and lakes, and he has seen or experienced countless large and small battle formations in the past ten years, and he is extremely experienced, so he can perfectly grasp the advantage of this line difference and expand it.

The two sides fought until more than 500 moves were opened, and Xue Hongxian suddenly let out a clear sound in his mouth, and the "Questioning Heart Sword" abandoned all changes, turning into a shocking rainbow and stabbing towards the Rakshasa along a curved and straight trajectory.

The rakshasa was still silent, and the long sword in his hand was also simplified, but it was stabbing the opponent back along an absolutely straight trajectory.

The twin swords staggered through the void, and a blood flower splashed on Xue Hongxian's shoulder, and his body flew backwards like a weightless feather.

After her feet were a few feet away, she put her sword back into its sheath, and regardless of the injury on her shoulder, she bowed to the stiff Rakshasa opposite, and said softly: "Accept!"

With these words she spoke, a bloodstain as thin as a hair appeared on Rakshasa's eyebrows, and the cold aura on her body gradually dissipated, although she still maintained the posture of standing up and stabbing with a sword, there was no trace of life.