Buddhism has five aggregates and six dusts, the five aggregates are not divided, and the six dusts are not visible.

All sentient beings are free in the red dust, and because of the six senses, they are all over the six roots, and they can mix the true nature, pretending to be the six dusts.

All living beings are mortals, sound, color, fragrance, taste, touch, and law cannot escape, and the six dusts are like six tribulations.

"Ignorant of sword intent. ”

The moment Nie Baishuang's deep voice sounded in the room, time seemed to stand still.

Even Zhao Wu'an, who had been eating fasting and reciting Buddha in Jiuda Temple for ten years, would inevitably lose his mind for a moment in front of such a sword.

The same pleasure, but when it was held in Nie Baishuang's hands, it seemed to be a completely different sword from what Nie Xinglu held in the past.

When he was in Nie Xinglu's hands, he was fierce and domineering, and the sword body was as wide as two palms, and it came and went more like a knife.

However, when he was in Nie Baishuang's hands, Yu Huan quieted down, and there was no earth-shattering roar as before, only a silent sword intent, flowing wantonly on the sword body, in his palm, and at a foot in front of the tip of the sword.

This silence is the most terrifying.

The silence song is also intentional, and the sound and color are all demons.

Nie Baishuang's eyes were cold, and he slashed out with joy, a natural circle.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

Zhao Wu'an didn't have any superfluous thoughts, and lifted the Luo Shen Sword Box behind his back, and the round sword qi immediately enveloped his whole body, covering the body with another layer of true qi.

At the same time, the six flying swords were constricted to their chests at the same time, facing the direction that Nie Baishuang had slashed from, stacked into a shield, firmly protecting their hearts.

At the stage of Nie Baishuang's deliberateness, Zhao Wu'an was already clear, and now he would never be able to take Nie Baishuang's sword.

Although they are both first-grade masters, Nie Baishuang is still one of the best creation realms in the rivers and lakes after all, even against the two Zhao Wu'an, who have just entered the first-grade realm, they can also win with crushing results.

The sword of Silent Hearing was silent, and the breath was surging silent, but it was more terrifying than any sound.

It was a sense of despair that came to his face, as if it was not a person standing in front of him, but an Arhat King Kong who had descended to the mortal world to punish demons.

Zhao Wu'an flew back, and he had already slashed through the barrier woven by the six flying swords.

The poppy beauty collapsed at the touch, Cai Sang Zi was shocked by the sword qi and retreated five steps, the Bodhisattva and Su Musha were all defeated and retreated under a slash, Nie Baishuang rushed forward with a sword, and the color was as strong as the king of Ming came to the world.

"Wind sleeves!" Zhao Wuan hurriedly raised his hand.

A qi machine shot out, holding the magpie tread branch that had not yet been repulsed, and the sword suddenly became full of energy.

At the same time, Ji Huan split an arc back, only to hear a crisp sound, and the pulsatilla was hit hard, spun upside down and flew out, grazing Zhao Wu'an's hair tightly, and nailed into the wall behind him.

Only Yu Que stepped on the branch with a sword, fluttering like a dancing girl's ribbon, struggling to resist Nie Baishuang's unheard sword intent.

Zhao Wu'an condensed his qi and concentrated, while pouring all the qi of his whole body into the magpie stepping branch to resist the pleasure, he slowly retreated, trying to get out of the lock of Nie Baishuang's qi machine.

The original intention of visiting Nie's house at night was to test what Nie Baishuang wanted to achieve in this election.

If Nie Baishuang's plan was not out of line, just fighting for a chance or two for the Nie family, Zhao Wuan would not have made a move.

And if Nie Baishuang wanted to stand on either side of the Eastern Lian Mo or the Black Cloud Society, Zhao Wuan would definitely break the cauldron and strive to kill Nie Baishuang here.

After all, he is a master of the Creation Realm, as long as Nie Baishuang stands on the opposite side of Zhao Wu'an, he must be a strong enemy that cannot be ignored. It is already difficult to fight against the two giants of the rivers and lakes on his own, and Zhao Wu'an only hopes that before the final battle, at least a few tricky nails on the bright side will be pulled out.

I didn't expect Nie Baishuang's killing intent to be so resolute, just a move that I had never heard of was already difficult to deal with.

After all, as the head of the Nie family, he is a high-ranking person, and in the past ten years or even decades, Nie Baishuang has never shown his martial arts in public, and there are naturally very few rumors about his martial arts path in this generation.

And before, outside White Horse Town, Zhao Wu'an used a flying sword to kill the two envoys of the Black Cloud Society, although the move was short-lived, but in the eyes of Nie Baishuang, an old man who had been immersed in martial arts for many years, a lot of things could be seen in one move.

Today's Zhao Wu'an has a poor realm for Shang Nie Baishuang, secondly, his experience is higher or lower in the years, thirdly, he does not understand each other equally, and fourthly, his mood is very different, so he naturally falls behind.

Although only the magpie stepping branch sword was still in Zhao Wu'an's grasp, after all, the qi of the whole body was attached to it, and the flying sword that seemed to be crumbling was extremely tenacious, and Nie Baishuang's footsteps were blocked for a while.

Zhao Wu'an took this opportunity to finally get a trace out of Nie Baishuang's qi lock.

He secretly changed his tone and said with difficulty: "Nie family master...... Might as well...... Wait a while, let the juniors finish asking what they should ask, and then it's not too late to fight to the death. ”

Nie Baishuang said with a cold face: "What is there to ask, no matter who sent you, the current Nie family has decided to stop relying on others and go on." ”

When Zhao Wu'an heard this, he unconsciously felt a sense of relaxation in his heart.

That's really good, if the Nie family remained neutral, Zhao Wu'an didn't intend to live with you in the first place......

"Flawed!"

Nie Baishuang suddenly roared, and his sword momentum changed rapidly.

Although the weak Magpie Treading Branch Sword Qi could barely block Yu Huan's attack, that was also the effect that Zhao Wu'an had formed before he restrained all his strength before the sword blade.

And just after hearing Nie Baishuang's words, Zhao Wuxin's state of mind loosened slightly, and he was actually caught by Nie Baishuang.

Drinking joy flipped in an instant, changed from a front to a face, and crossed under the sword curtain of the magpie stepping branches.

At the same time, Nie Baishuang lowered his figure, took three steps, and rushed up from the bottom to the top, like a flash of lightning flashing, suddenly approaching Zhao Wu'an!

In just three steps, Nie Baishuang put away his sword in the shadow on his side, adjusted his grip, and stepped forward horizontally, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Zhao Wuxin said that it was not good, and hurriedly recalled several flying swords, but he knew that he could not block it.

But he couldn't back anymore, and there was a wall behind him.

But if you don't retreat, you will be forced to take this sword that is infused with the full strength of the master of the Creation Realm, and it will definitely be more than lucky.

Secretly made up his mind, Zhao Wu'an let out a low snort, and used all his strength to stimulate the Luo Shen sword intent in the box, and retreated.

Bang!

The heavy sword box smashed into the pane, and Zhao Wu'an's true qi was instilled into every corner of the box, and then he leaned out of the nest and sent it out close to the window.

Three feet behind him, true qi surged, and cracks appeared in the solid white wall in an instant.

Click!

Nie Baishuang's figure suddenly rushed forward, and the drink that was hidden on the side of his body swung out from the shadows, and the cold light drew a half-moon-shaped arc from the bottom to the top, and it was actually straight towards Zhao Wu'an's right neck!

Zhao Wuxin was cold. It is worthy of being one of the top ten in the world.

This decisive and decisive move, the sword transport method is old and spicy and tricky, and it is the fastest and most ruthless wind of quick combat, striving to kill people with one sword.

Although he has not made a move for several years, Nie Baishuang's move does not show the slightest jerky omission, showing the demeanor of a master.

Zhao Wu'an secretly gritted his teeth, strengthened his whole body, and smashed it against the wall behind him.

Bang!

The cracked walls were finally unable to withstand the blow of the Luo Shen Sword Box and Zhao Wu'an, and after a dull loud noise, the entire wall broke through a large hole in the window.

The smoke and dust were filled, and large and small lime blocks were scattered in all directions. Zhao Wu'an almost lay backwards and dodged Nie Baishuang's sword.

Seeing the cold white sword light shaved against his cheeks, Zhao Wuxin secretly screamed that it was dangerous, but his body fell involuntarily.

Now, that's the only way.

As soon as his mind moved, the magpie stepped on the branch and quickly passed to his feet, and Zhao Wu'an stepped on the sword body to borrow his strength and rose into the air again.

At this time, it was not long after the sub-hour, and the streets were crowded, and I don't know how many people saw this scene.

"Oh my God, that guy is flying in the air with a sword!

That's a real kung fu. Zhao Wu'an gritted his teeth and said secretly, lifting his breath and jumping onto the roof.

Nie Baishuang followed, and his long robe shook off in the cold wind.

"There's another one!" the shout was noticeably louder, and almost the entire street looked at it.

At this time, most of them just thought that the acrobatic troupe had temporarily borrowed the inn to sing, but they were afraid that they would have to see the problem before it was long, and they had to solve it quickly before that.

Tonight will definitely not be able to kill Nie Baishuang, and since he has no intention of favoring Xie Hui or Dongfang Lian Mo, Zhao Wu'an will naturally lose the reason to kill him.

Then the key is how to make Nie Baishuang not kill himself.

Judging from the sword just now, Nie Baishuang's killing intent was not small at all.

Under the cold moon, two figures on the eaves were opposed.

Nie Baishuang was merry, and the killing intent in his eyes was deep and penetrating.

Zhao Wuan tried to raise his hand to explain: "Senior, listen to me first......"

"It doesn't have to be explained. Nie Baishuang interrupted him again in a deep voice.

"I wasn't sent by Dongfang Lianmo!" Zhao Wu'an hurriedly finished.

Nie Baishuang was really stunned when he heard this, but the killing intent around him did not dissipate in the slightest.

"And what are you going to do?"

Before Zhao Wu'an could answer, Nie Baishuang sighed and said, "Hmph, the assassin sent by Yuwen Guhang, right? ”

Zhao Wu'an almost collapsed. Why is Yuwen lonely also connected with you!

"No, I came to you out of my own will!" Zhao Wu'an said.

Nie Baishuang snorted coldly: "That's enough." Whoever you are, if you have hostility, slay here first, and wipe out an adversary. ”

The two sides actually played the same abacus, and it can be said that Zhao Wu'an, who was moving stones, couldn't cry or laugh.

Since crossing that gorge, Nie Baishuang has no intention of turning back. Along the way, when encountering the enemy, he beheaded the enemy, and when he met grievances, Nie Baishuang was ready to stain his blood for it.

"But it's not ......enough," Nie Baishuang muttered.

To let future generations continue to gain a foothold in this river and lake, he has not done enough.

Knowing that his time is short, Nie Baishuang, who will soon go to Quanxia and reunite with his eldest son and younger brother, now all he has to do is to finish the rest of the road steadily.

The mind froze.

Drink and roar again.