Thunder was coming from the east, and the wind and rain were approaching.

No matter how huge and terrifying the spirit of the old monk and the power of his attack were, Duan Dahu's momentum always followed him, and the momentum of the old monk kept growing.

The old monk has a sword, but it is a sword of heaven and man. The lead thunder descended from the sky and pointed directly at Duan Dahu's eyebrows. Under the pressure of this sword, it opened the eyes of heaven for Duan Dahu.

The past is all in my heart.

Just like a light boat, no matter how rough the waves are, you can always swim on the waves at will, safe and sound.

"Boom!"

The world-famous dragon slaying knife came out of its sheath, and somehow, it came to Duan Dahu's slender fingers.

The rolling wind and clouds stood still, as if suddenly frozen.

Master Abbot suddenly appeared in front of Duan Dahu, as if he had emerged from the ground, and struck with a sword.

There's no fancy, it's just a sword to talk about. However, no one can describe the power and speed of this sword.

The unfettered punch showed the subtle changes in heaven and earth, and penetrated the secrets of the world's martial arts.

Duan Dahu's eyes opened as if he was awake and drunk, bursting out with an incomparable essence, and the dragon slaying knife turned into a green light, rising into the sky first, and suddenly the speed surged, like an arrow off the string, the dragon broke through the waves and scurried a few times, and met the abbot's Tai'a sword.

But there was no sound.

The clouds and smoke spread across the peaks gathered to the point where the swords intersected, and then the clouds of smoke seemed to be blown by a hurricane, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, without a trace!

The abbot suddenly changed his sword, and a lightning golden spear pierced through the clouds, splitting into countless root-like flashes on the heads of the two people, which still existed for a long time.

The peak of the entire Beigu Mountain is also exposed to a clear and clear light, like the moon rising from the sea.

The dragon slaying knife finally came out of its sheath at the last moment and slammed it into the armpit of Abbot Hui'an. Abbot Hui'an's sword did not have the slightest condensation, surrounding Duan Dahu like a butterfly around the branches, and in an instant, seven seven and forty-nine swords had already appeared. Duan Dahu seemed to be sluggish, but a thin golden light rose from his body, like a heavy infantry meeting an elite light cavalry, guarding his whole body, only waiting for the last gap.

His sword is getting slower and slower, and it seems that every time he hands out a knife, there is a strange pause, one after another, after a pause of twelve times, his knife has been wrapped in the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, which is no longer as simple as a celestial master borrowing the general trend from heaven and earth.

"Fang Cun Lei!"

Each knife handed out a huge qi machine like a thunderbolt smashing down, and the momentum was unstoppable. Every thunder is a breath of true qi, creating a vision of the heavenly realm, maybe many masters can also create such a bold trick in one breath, but it is absolutely impossible to do it so continuously, and it is still integrated between multiple breath changes.

After fifteen pauses, Abbot Hui'an's long sword could still easily come out of the square inch thunder, but after sixteen pauses, Duan Dahu's sword no longer had any gorgeous color, just the kind of indomitable momentum, that kind of instantaneous heavenly might, like an immortal martial arts antelope hanging horns.

That's the scariest part!

The torrential rain fell all over the sky, and the world's most admired top masters were submerged in the vast wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The old abbot's eyes were like lightning, and he struck at Duan Dahu's fierce gaze.

Suddenly, the old abbot pointed his sword at the sky, and the majestic qi machine ran to the sky, and fell into the Yangtze River!

When the carp jumps over the dragon gate, it becomes a dragon. How about our sword to open the gate of heaven!

Suddenly, the eastward flow of the Yangtze River reversed, and the waterfall hung into the sky within a hundred miles, and the transcendent sanctification of a sword was made. With the extreme of martial arts and Buddhism, he used the energy of heaven and earth as a medium, and the Yangtze River continued to trap Duan Dahu through the Tai'a sword, like a prison beast, and this coercion penetrated directly into his meridians.

As long as Duan Dahu couldn't support it for a while, the extraordinary strength that could resist the surging power would be able to blow him into powder, leaving no trace.

No one can describe the invincibility of this sword, the famous sword it was supposed to make, but now it is nameless. Nameless, even if the sword heart is clear, no one can stop the attack of this earth-shattering ghost god.

Even Duan Dahu is not capable of doing it.

Fortunately, he has remembered everything in his previous life, and he is the king of this world!

As a result, his body became a boundless sea, and the meridians were like thousands of rivers and rivers, and the unfathomable source and power from the abbot master were sucked and soothed.

The old abbot suddenly smiled, and a trace of incomparably sincere smile floated out of his old face.

Duan Dahu's eyes also escaped a happy look.

The two of them looked up to the sky and laughed at the same time, and they couldn't even hide the sound of thunder, lightning, wind and rain that shook the sky.

The sword and sword became empty, and all power disappeared into the emptiness.

"Do you know who you are?"

"Yes, I am King Yingzheng of Qin. ”

"I'm sorry, I couldn't cut off your huge qi machine, your connection to your past life. ”

"I am me, he is him, after hundreds of years, who knows whom. ”

"Well, in that case, the old man is relieved. Hundreds of years ago, you were the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, and you ruled the world on your own. Today, a hundred years later, I hope you will not repeat the mistakes of the past, and then unify the world and make the people happy. ”

"Follow the teachings of the abbot. Duan Dahu said, "I don't know where the master is going?"

The old abbot smiled and said, "Where you come from, you should go where you go." ”

Duan Dahu shook his head and said: "The master understands in his heart, and seeks the well-being of the common people in the world, let me give the master a ride." ”

"I can't open the gate of heaven anymore, and I can't go to the west to see my Buddha, so why force it?"

"I'm an ordinary man, not so free, things in the world have to be forced, it's not my purpose to come here, the sky wants me to go against the sky, do I want to go against the sky or do I want to go against the sky?"

"It's a tough question. ”

"It's not hard to understand, I'm just myself. ”

Duan Dahu suddenly drew the knife, the jujube mark in the center of his eyebrows suddenly lingered with purple light, and the green dragon on the blade was clinging, where was this knife going to be chopped?

Split into the Yangtze River!

Suddenly, the river was cut off from it, and the waves flew ten feet!

"King Xie!"

The old abbot didn't look back, and walked towards the void, where there was the gate of heaven. Under the gate of heaven, there seems to be a Bodhisattva with low eyebrows, and the Buddha chants, facing this abbot master who has been dormant for many years.

Finally, the golden light converged, the Buddha sound in the sky disappeared invisibly, and the heaven and earth returned to clearness. A sword flew from the sky in the distance, and the old monk was heard saying, "King, this is your sword, please put it away." ”

The sword was firmly planted on the ground.

Duan Dahu pulled out his long sword, suddenly like a dream. Those memories that were once clear became blurred again, like waking up from a big dream.

I am who I am. In this life, be myself...