Zihua real people unfold the ten thousand sword tricks, and the dustless sword illusion is a white spot in the forest, such as floating snow, like dancing pear blossoms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There was a crisp and soft sound of tinkling, and the two of them dismantled fifty moves.

Zihua Zhenren was secretly anxious: "Lu Xiaoyuan was chased by a ghost slaughterer, I don't know if he escaped, this monk blindly fights to prevent me from saving people." There was a long howl at the moment, and the swordsmanship changed sharply.

A streamer, dustless sword turned into countless strips of white light, intertwined into a sword net, and covered Zhuo Wo's body. Zhuowo used the "Great Yama Luo", and the two wheels went on a rampage, cracking a hole in the center of the sword net, and then his arms and ribs hurt, and he was already injured.

Zihua Zhenren's arm was entangled with thunder and lightning, and a palm hit straight out, the thunder sounded, and the thunder attacked Zhuo Wo, Zhuo Wo carried the "King Kong Zen Great Prajna" true qi to block the thunder attack, and suddenly his feet tightened, and a whirlwind on the ground suddenly rose, trapping him in it, which was one of the three major stunts of the Shenglang faction.

Zihua ignored him, turned around and followed Ghost Slayer and Lu Xiaoyuan.

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Not long after the stalemate between the Master of Mind and Dharani, the fire dragon let out a long roar, the six pillars of light were squeezed open, and the six rods of purgatory were broken.

Dharani turned over and fell to the ground, although he was furious, but he also saw that although he and the master of mind were both masters of the heavenly rank, the true qi cultivation was not a little worse, and the vajra was propped up on the ground and flew up.

The Master of Mind will let him go and will not stop him.

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Lu Xiaoyuan's self-lining "Same Return to the End of the Sword Technique", "Six Styles of Accumulating Hands", and "Six Divine Sword Techniques" together are not the opponent of the ghost slayer, seeing the hideous face of the ghost slayer, he actually wanted to kill himself and then quickly, and after blocking him and slashing, he turned around and fled.

He turned left and right in the forest, and although the ghost slayer outperformed him in the wind, he could not catch him in an instant. Later, he had a ferocious attack, and he didn't go around, and used the "Broken Moon Chop", and an endless stream of pitch-black knife qi was rampant in the forest, and many trees were cut down.

The sound of the sword qi whistling was chaotic, Lu Xiaoyuan couldn't hear the sound and distinguish the position, and when he flashed left, he happened to be swept by a knife qi in his back, and he immediately felt a sharp pain.

Seeing this, the ghost slayer was overjoyed, and was about to step forward to kill Lu Xiaoyuan, but he heard the sound of the wind behind him, the person who came was light, and his martial arts cultivation was far superior to his own, so he didn't dare to stay, and he hid into the mountains.

Lu Xiaoyuan felt a warm liquid flowing out of his back, reached out and wiped it, his fingers seemed to touch the broken bones, and saw that the palm of his hand was stained with blood red, and the blood was dripping down, and his heart was even more flustered.

He tried to reach out and tear off his clothes and bandage them, but his arms suddenly lost strength. The true qi in the sea of qi seemed to be flowing out with the blood, first the Taixuan Hao Qi that he had cultivated by himself, and it was exhausted after a while, followed by the golden cicada true qi, which also flowed out, and his mind gradually blurred....

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Lu Xiaoyuan had a big dream, he dreamed of many memories of his childhood: his mother was working in the field, he sat on the ground, carved words on the door panel, he played outside until the stars were shining, and when he came home, his mother beat him, and when he slept, his mother gently serenaded him....

Suddenly, these warm images disappeared, and other scenes emerged: he happened to hear the idlers of the village gathering together to comment on his mother's praise, the fat lady of the village chief's family scolded his mother with disdain for being a vixen, he was playing alone in the river, and many of the village children said that they were wild seeds and threw stones at themselves......

He landed on his feet, and there were many people standing in front of him, all staring at him. He looked behind him, wasn't that his home?

Just as he was hesitating, the first big man said: "Boy, get out of here, this land belongs to our village, and you two have occupied it for so many years, and the things in it are counted as rent." ”

He didn't speak, he only heard a roar, he saw his eight-year-old self pounce on the big man who spoke, but was kicked over by the big man, the big man picked up his eight-year-old self, opened the bow left and right, and scolded: "Little thief, dog mongrel, dare not leave...."

Although it didn't hit Lu Xiaoyuan's face, he felt a hot pain, as if he was one with his eight-year-old self.

At this moment, a voice in his ear said: "Kill, kill these people, these people humiliate you so much, can you spare them?" Lu Xiaoyuan said in his heart: "At that time, I had nothing, and when I was bullied, I could only grit my teeth and not let myself cry." ”

The voice seemed to know what was in his heart and said, "I give you strength." The voice is seductive.

The big man and the eight-year-old Lu Xiaoyuan met their eyes, and they were suddenly shocked and inexplicable, and the killing intent revealed in their eyes rendered the eight-year-old child into a demon at the bottom of hell.....

There was darkness in front of him, and Lu Xiaoyuan could only hear bursts of miserable screams, some thick and some fine, some old and some young, some men and women, mixed with the burning sound of "Bibi peeling".

After a long time, my vision returned, and my eyes were full of red. There were many corpses lying on the ground, their eyes were wide and their expressions were terrifying, blood was flowing everywhere, and the whole village was turned into a sea of fire. The red of blood and the red of the flames blended together, and that was the color of destruction.

Lu Xiaoyuan's heart palpitated for a while: I killed these people? I also set this fire? He suddenly hated this power, and shouted in a desperate voice: "You take this power away, I don't need it, I don't want it!"

But the voice was slow to respond.

Lu Xiaoyuan saw his eight-year-old self, his eyes were burning, and he walked with an evil smile on his face, his body was covered with blood and dust, and two sharp teeth were exposed in his cracked mouth.

He was frightened, and stepped back step by step, and suddenly his feet loosened, and he fell into endless darkness......

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In the Taihe Palace, Zihua, Suhua, and Miaohua sat on the hall, and there was an elegant middle-aged man sitting below, and behind him stood a young disciple, Yushu Linfeng, who was the eldest disciple of Feng Yage Chun Yuxin, Chu Li.

It turned out that Chu Li had never forgotten this beautiful and elegant girl since he met with Ning Si at the Martial Arts Conference, and after returning to Yuzhou, he explained his mind to Chun Yuxin, who also knew that the man should marry and the woman should marry, so he sent Zhang Rutao, the great elder of Feng Yage, to propose marriage.

Ning Si stood behind the master, and when he heard Zhang Rutao say that Chu Li wanted to marry him, he was so ashamed in his heart that he didn't dare to raise his head. Chu Li peeked at the cute appearance of contemplation's flushed cheeks, and his heart was even more itchy.