Dark clouds hissed across the sky and pierced the thunderbolts, and the smell of blood-red fish permeated the dead and noisy ruins. The wails and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again, and the accumulated remnants were hideous and terrifying, and the thick aura made people almost suffocate. At this moment, the remaining soldiers on both sides have fallen half, and the leaders facing each other in front of the two sides are tired and decisive, and the final decisive battle between the Jin State and the Great Song Dynasty is already a tragic and catastrophe full of blood.

Liu Yibai raised the wine jug, swallowed the crisp elixir into his throat, and then threw it away, it seemed to be a pot of strong liquor with a lot of stamina, and he was already slightly drunk. The Great Song Xiaoyao King looked up to the sky and laughed and waved his sleeves, and countless soldiers and shadows surrounded his silhouette.

And the two swarming seas of soldiers instantly twisted and intertwined, blood mist flying all over the sky, wailing everywhere.

One by one, the ruins of people, the broken eaves and broken walls. The fallen man, with his wife and children smiling in his eyes, immediately turned into ashes. And the remnants of the soldiers who were still brandishing their weapons and slashing were only desperate cries and disillusionment. In the center of that battlefield, Liu Yibai and the king of freedom, Yang Zi, were hidden into flickering light and shadow, and on the far side was the crumbling city wall and the horizon.

I saw Liu Yibai pick up his sword, cut through Yang Ziyin's fierce and fierce sword moves, bypassed his wrist, and quickly wrapped around his neck like lightning. I don't want to, and I tried my best to stab him completely. Instead, he was slashed in the air, taking his sad and delicate eyes. Liu Yibai tilted his head back slightly, and actually defused Yang Ziyin's ferocious attack. Before they knew it, it was close to a hundred rounds, and the two were still fighting fiercely, and around them was already a sea of thousands of dead souls.

The soldiers in the reflection of the sky are already a plain of broken and broken corpses, and the rest of the people have forgotten the attachment of life, the infant child waiting to be fed, the wife who is diligent in the fields, and the old mother who is gradually withering her years. There was nothing left in their eyes, and they were already roaring like beasts, to die with the enemy. I don't know how long it took, but the smoke and dust were everywhere, and the remaining beacon fire was finally silently extinguished after the downpour.

Liu Yibai looked at the soldiers who kept falling, and his heart was desolate and confused. Xuan Gong is constantly working in his body, and an inexplicable halo flows on the surface of his body.

At this moment, as if it had come naturally, Liu Yibai successfully broke through to the middle stage of the 'Sword Qi Out of the Body', and his body was full of inexhaustible strength.

He looked up to the sky and roared, and stabbed Yang Ziyin in the chest with a sword.

Yangzi did not dodge, slowly closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth hooked up an intriguing smile, as if happy and relieved......

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Liu Yibai woke up, wet and slimy.

Silently feeling the state of his body, he was shocked, not only did he recover from his injuries, but he also broke through to the middle stage of the sword qi out of his body.

"The Easy King...... Why should I kill him....." Liu Yibai muttered.

This dream is too weird, but he has never seen Yang Ziyin, if it is because of Yang Suxian, it is too far-fetched, it is really unreasonable. What's even weirder is that it turned out to be.... Broke through in a dream.

In a state of distraught, I saw a yellowed sutra book placed next to my pillow, with the words 'Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra'.

When contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom and walking in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. For the sake of nothing. Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no obstacles in his mind. There is no obstacle, no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana.

.......

Unconsciously recited it silently, and suddenly the suppressed throbbing in my heart disappeared quietly.

Pushing open the window in the inn, the sunlight shines through the light clouds, shining on the sparkling surface of the West Lake, reflecting a silver light, dazzling people's eyes.

Liu Yibai couldn't help but look at it.....

When Liu Yibai arrived at the martial arts arena of Ningxiang Pavilion, Qingqing and Nian Idiot were fighting fiercely.

There was a commotion at the scene, and they all made way for Liu Yibai to go to the front.

"Brother, don't look at him as harmless to humans and animals, this is a big killer, and he is ruthless. A middle-aged man hurriedly pulled a young man next to him who was reluctant to get out of the way.

"It's so wicked..... Isn't it just a young man like me..."

"Shhhh You can be quiet, don't you see that everyone took the initiative to make his debut? Among them, there are some martial arts people who are strong in martial arts, and you ask yourself if you can be stronger than them?"

The young man was so frightened that he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and hurriedly got into the crowd, for fear that Liu Yibai would hear what he said just now and he would find trouble.

Xiaolin Temple's well-known swordsmanship is the 'Dharma Swordsmanship' and the 'Arhat Swordsmanship', all of which are on a fierce path. Nian Nian is a sword, but the attack is extremely soft, and the smile is always on his face, and the whole thing is like a smiling Buddha who descends to earth.

The 'Winged Double Flying Sword' is not only a sharp sword move, but also pays attention to the abundance of the gods and the elegance of the posture, but everyone has never seen it.

The "winged double flying sword" swordsmanship rarely appears in the rivers and lakes, and the essence is diametrically opposed to the swordsmanship of Xiaolin Temple, in fact, in terms of swordsmanship, it may not really be better than the swordsmanship of Shaolin, but at a glance, it is really beautiful.

Nian Nian couldn't help but praise: "The appearance is charming, solemn and elegant, upright and gratifying, and the audience is tireless." It's really a good swordsmanship!"

The battle between the two is indeed pleasing to the eye, and people can't bear to take away even a breath of time, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Those who are experts may have seen that Nian Nian is obviously at ease, and he easily dissolves Qingqing's offensive one by one.

The smile that has always hung on the face of the idiot is really annoying, Qingqing can't help but be angry, if he can't use his own exercises, otherwise he will definitely beat this little bald donkey and never laugh again.

Suddenly, Qingqing's eyes rolled and he gave up using the sword. As soon as his left hand was raised, he was bullied with his body, and his right hand was stretched out, and he went to support the jaw of the idiot.

The monks of Xiaolin Temple who were infatuated and watched couldn't help but exclaim. This move "turning back from the bitter sea" is a move in the authentic boxing art of Xiaolin Temple, but it is not available in other factions.

The intention of this move is to hold the top of the enemy's head with the left hand, and hold the enemy's jaw with the right hand, twisting his head and neck, breaking the enemy's head and neck, and twisting off the joints at the lightest, which is a very powerful killer.

Seeing that she actually made this trick Arhat Boxing, she really read the Book of Filial Piety in front of Confucius, and got a big axe at the door of Luban, and couldn't help but be angry and funny. He has already dismantled this way of boxing, as soon as he touches it, he does not think about it, he responds casually, even if he falls asleep, he is afraid that he can also dismantle this move, and he is now leaning forward, his left hand crosses in front of Qingqing, and he has buckled her right shoulder, and his right hand is as fast as lightning, reaching out to the back of her neck. This trick is called "holding the mountain and surpassing the sea", which is the only way to dismantle the trick "turning back from the bitter sea", and with one lift of both hands, the enemy's body can be lifted off the ground.

Qingqing could have used the "cross-elbow" style to press his elbow next, which could not only get out of trouble, but also counter the enemy, but the trick of Nian Nian Idiot came too quickly, and in an instant, her body was lifted, and her feet were off the ground, what else could she do, and she naturally lost.

Nian Nian suddenly withdrew his hand, and hurriedly released his hand from his clear and snow-white neck. With his hands folded, he said apologetically: "Amitabha, the poor monks have offended a lot, and I hope that the female benefactor will forgive the sins!"

was lifted in her hand in front of the public, Qingqing was angry and annoyed, as soon as Nian Nian let go, her white palm turned into an arc of electricity, and suddenly slashed towards Nian Nian's shoulder.

Nian Nian's expression moved, but he stood still in a daze, just watching Qingqing smash himself to the ground with one palm.

Then he quickly got up from the ground, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "Female benefactor, the poor monk has lost!"

Then he ignored Qingqing's surprised eyes and walked to the stage.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm a monk, I'm losing. Don't go down, it's me who should go down. Qingqing couldn't help but be anxious, she just wanted to make a gesture of the palm, obviously he could easily dodge, but he stood still and took her slap firmly, and finally directly admitted defeat.

How unbearable she looks like this, what others will think of her, it's just infuriating.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and everyone saw that the idiot had subdued Qingqing, but in the end, he was suddenly knocked to the ground and directly admitted defeat. I couldn't help but quietly give a thumbs up to the obsessive monk of Xiaolin Temple.

This is obviously a release of water, just because when I just dismantled the move, I subconsciously touched Qingqing's snow-white neck.

"The obsessive monk is good, it's a man!"

"Well done. ”

"Real man!"

.......

Nian Idiot seemed to have heard of these words, and walked to Nian Ren's side, standing quietly with that familiar smile on his face.

The title of 'Martial Arts Rising Star' seemed to be completely indifferent, and he only had his own Buddha and his own Tao in his eyes.