Twilight Dongliu doesn't think he's a person who kills innocents indiscriminately, but he's not a good person either.

"Evil obstacles. ”

"You're damned. ”

"Kill. ”

“......”

The next moment, I saw that several Shaolin first monks were all blinded, their bodies were like raging winds, and they rushed towards the twilight east with the momentum of rage, and their figures came in an instant from a distance, and the momentum was already too much more than some of the masters they had encountered before.

"Don't let me down, I'm going to go under the knife. ”

Twilight Dongliu's toe was a little bit like a fluttering cold snow, and when the words fell, the knife in his hand, which was originally a little ordinary, seemed to burst out with an indescribable sense of sharpness, and the mottled rust was more like dyed blood at the moment.

Until this moment, he finally burst out of his full strength, different from the previous casual swing of the knife, at this moment, he has been fully focused on the knife, in the face of the three masters of Shaolin, no one can ignore here, even him, he has to deal with it with all his might, not to mention, there is a Shaolin host who watched the battle in the distance and Xinmei who made a sneak attack before.

His knife may just be a simple chop, but when he is engrossed in it at this time, it is different, just ask how a knife that has integrated the essence of a supreme master into himself can be a simple knife, coupled with his terrifying strength and internal force, it is already a peerless sword, the sword light is faintly red, and the hearts of the people who are shaking are in turmoil.

"Come along. ”

He glanced at the two people who were still watching the battle in the distance, and as he spoke, the knife in his hand had already emitted a terrifying sword light that brought the two into the battle circle.

The Great War began.

In comparison, the previous Eighteen Arhat Formations were really calm, but at this moment, they have turned into a storm.

The internal strength of the five world's top masters constantly collided with the shocking sword of Twilight Dongliu.

At this time, Du Dongliu realized that he was really a little overwhelmed, and the internal force of the five people in front of him was actually similar to the method of integrating the internal force of the previous eighteen Arhat arrays, and at this moment, the internal force of the five people seemed to have turned into one, and the strength was really a little terrifying.

If my internal force enters the innate and the form and meaning of Dacheng, I am afraid that I will be able to compete with it.

But Twilight Dongliu's eyes did not fade, but became more and more courageous, and he wanted to test his limits.

"Why is the donor fighting to the death? Back to its roots, this calamity is with the heart of the elder brother has cause and effect, if you live in the temple, listen to the Dharma, wash away the anger, is the right way. ”

The Shaolin abbot opened his mouth with a sad face.

Twilight Dongliu's face was calm and silent, and the sword shrouded the five people like a storm.

During the fight, there was a roaring sound of friction between the bones around his body, and the whole body actually rose up, faintly filled with a black and cold luster, and his face was cold, and his body, which was a head taller than before, was like a god and demon who had descended from the world in ancient times.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

The besieging people suddenly retreated, their eyes were full of solemnity and cold sweat, and they only felt that the changes in front of them at this moment seemed to be impossible to call them human, almost demonic.

The aura of terror permeated the scene, just like an immortal beast descending.

"If you can block my move, I will be bound to your Shaolin, for you Shaolin Temple for a hundred years, but if you can't stop it. ”

The sonorous cold voice paused slightly.

"Die. ”

At this moment, there is no room for Twilight Dongliu to keep his hand, and no one can leave his hand, and when life and death are at stake, he moved the power of his whole body's qi and blood, so that his body is temporarily at an unreached height.

As soon as the dead word came out, the knife was already gaining momentum.

Like an instant, like an instant, a terrifying sword light that was rarely seen in this world suddenly turned into a huge shadow and swept towards everyone.

The extreme strength, the peak of speed, the knife that condensed everything in Dusk Dongliu's life suddenly amazed the dignified people, but more was unspeakable fear and trembling.

"Senior brothers, concentrate on the formation. ”

There was no mercy and compassion on the face of the Shaolin host, and his voice contained internal strength and only woke everyone up.

"Boom!"

It seems unstoppable, or it can't be stopped.

The five of them were just like a flat boat with undulating leaves in the storm and wind, and they only held on to this sword light for only three breaths before flying out upside down.

"Poof!"

......

The sound of vomiting blood immediately became heard.

"You should be glad that my sword has no murderous intent. ”

After Du Dongliu finished speaking, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body returned to its previous appearance like a deflated ball, and the pores of his body were constantly oozing blood mist, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a bloody man.

And the knife in his hand also spread out at this moment, like a handful of blowing sand, turning into dust.

"Thank you for your mercy. ”

It was the heart eyebrows who had made a sneak attack before.

I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground with difficulty.

"I'm afraid that the donor's knife is only in the middle of the top three of the weapon spectrum, alas, I have cultivated the Buddha in one life, but the heart is full of demons, causing the disciples to suffer heavy casualties, and I know that I am guilty of it, and I have no shame to face the brothers and disciples. ”

He looked gloomily at the dead and wounded disciples in the distance, his face already full of life.

"The sins are great... The sins are great..."

The voice gradually turned into a murmur and then fell silent, and after a while, the Shaolin Xinmei master passed away.

"Senior brother?"

"Senior brother. ”

"Senior brother, why are you suffering?"

......

The rest of the Shaolin masters were full of grief, but this was not because of their injuries, but because they died of their own self-defeat.

"It's all you, like you, murderous people like you, and those who are full of blood will not die well. ”

A monk lying on the ground, half covered in blood, and holding the body of his senior brother, stared at Dusk Dong with blood-red eyes at the moment, and said hysterically.

Twilight didn't look back when he heard this, and he was extremely calm.

"If there really is a day when I have no resentment and no resentment, and I walk on this road, I can't help myself. ”

After speaking, he walked down the mountain step by step.

At this moment, only he understands that he is at the end of his crossbow, and now he is afraid that he will not be able to defeat even an ordinary person.

"It seems that it was a terrible victory. ”

He felt the horrific injuries in his body, and his body was almost exhausted, making him shake his head.

At this point, the news reached Wulin, and countless people were in an uproar and shocked.

Afterwards, countless people went to watch this post-war scene, and saw a terrifying knife mark across a mountain wall from a distance, and the Shaolin Temple was closed to no longer see visitors.

At this point, the magic knife is famous in the east and shocks the martial arts, and the sword shocks the world.

......

The cold snow, the cold wind, and the filth of the world seem to have been cleaned up in this sob, and the sky and the earth are silver.

And in the snow that stopped and fell at this time, a person standing in the wind and snow was walking slowly, the wind and snow wet his hair, the most strange thing was his steps, it seemed that every step under his feet had been measured, the length was surprisingly consistent, the steps were steady and powerful, as if the wind and snow could not stop his pace, he looked into the distance, and his indifferent eyebrows revealed an indescribable perseverance.

He walked over the mountain road and walked across the stone bridge.

"Woo ......"

In the distance, a yellow dog is wantonly spreading joy in the snow, leaving only a string of footprints that look like plum blossoms.

Ahead is a mergrove.

Not long before and after, a voice came from the door of a stone house in the Merlin.

"I don't know if this is a plum blossom cottage?"

The man didn't seem to hear, and walked on with the same steps.

After walking a few steps, I saw three people standing in front of a stone house, separated by a wall.

It was an old man and a young man, and a tough man about thirty years old.

"Huh, and guests?"

By the time he reached the door, it was already open.

The one who opened the door was an old man, who was dressed in a high crown, and he first glanced at the wooden tray box in the man's hand with an anxious face, and then looked at the man in the back with some surprise.

"Why are you here?"

The high-crowned old man asked, but his eyes were fixed on the long box.

"I beg Mr. Mei Da to help us show us a way to find Mr. Mei Er. ”

The sturdy man arched his hand.

"It's easy to do. ”

Mr. Mei Da was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and shouted into the house as he snatched the long box.

"Second child, there is a guest looking for you. ”

After saying that, he couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

Then, a helpless sigh was heard.

"Boss, with Wang Majie, I don't even want a brother. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw an old man with messy hair walking out, but he was dressed a little strangely, wearing a washed white blue robe, with a lot of greasy on the cuffs of his clothes, and a scribe's square scarf on his head, but yellow and thin, like a poor and sour talent.

But I heard the children in the group of three frowning and a little suspicious.

"This man is dirty, can he really heal?"

Mr. Mei Er suddenly grinned.

"You can't cure a major illness, you can't die from a minor illness, and you can get by so-so. ”

The old man also spoke at this time.

"I have been waiting for a long time to hear about Your Excellency's wonderful hand of rejuvenation, so I have come to ask Your Excellency to wait with me, and no matter how much the consultation fee is, we can pay it first. ”

"Haha, but you're not afraid that I'll take the consultation fee and run away. ”

Mr. Mei Er said with a smile.

"You can't run. ”

The old man was wearing a purple robe, and his face was calm at this time.

"As long as Mr. Mei Er is willing to go, in addition to the consultation fee payable, there will be another heavy remuneration in the lower class. ”

The previous fierce man was also laughing at this moment.

Mr. Mei Er is undeniable.

"In addition to the consultation fee to be paid in advance, do you know that Mr. Mei Er still has three incurables? robbers are incurable, thieves are incurable!"

The short man smiled and said: "In Chin Ying, although he is a nobody, but this Qin Xiaoyi Qin Old Man is famous in the rivers and lakes, Mr. Mei Er should have heard of it somewhat, right?"

"Qin Xiaoyi, but the iron guts shake Qin Xiaoyi in all directions?"

Mr. Mei Er asked.

Ba Ying said: "Well, it's his old man." ”

Mr. Mei Er nodded.

"Well, this man's name is indeed not small, well, you can come back in a few days, and then I may go with you on this trip if I have time. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the boy jumped up and shouted, "This man is such a big shelf, we are talking to him about something, and it will be over if we put him back." ”

Ba Ying hurriedly grabbed him and said with a smile: "If the illness is not urgent, it will be fine in two days, but the patient's injury is too serious, don't say a few days late, I'm afraid it won't even be late for a few hours." ”

"What about you?"

Mr. Mei Er didn't care about the three people anymore at this time, but looked at the person standing still on the other side.

"Wait for someone, wait for someone you to save. ”

The man's voice was a little stiff.

"So Mr. Mei Er has a patient here?"

Ba Ying was stunned when she heard this.

"Yes, I won't leave without curing him. ”

Mr. Mei Er looked at the man with some surprise and nodded.

"Yes, I won't let him go until he is cured. ”

Who knew that the man standing in the snow at this moment actually took the words.

Ba Ying was stunned, and was already beside him.

"But...... But the one who is sick over there is the eldest young master of Old Man Qin, and he is also the only lay disciple in the Shaolin Pavilion today......"

Mr. Mei Er was also displeased when he heard this.

"What about Qin Xiaoyi's son, what about the apprentice of the Shaolin monk, can his life be worth more than the life of a sick man of mine?"

Qin Xiaoyi's face was already full of anger, but she couldn't speak.

Everyone was about to speak, but the man's slightly lowered head was slightly raised, and two dazzling rays of light had lit up from the wind and snow.