Although Liu Baiyi was smiling lightly at the moment, he was very dignified in his heart, for many years, in order to make a breakthrough, he had been constantly seeking enemies, and now, he didn't expect his identity to be reversed.

The sound of the friction between the blade and the stone body lingered in my ears, like grinding teeth and chewing bones.

Liu Baiyi's eyes finally changed color at this time, and he saw clearly the blood flowing out of the stone statue, what kind of blood water was it, it was clearly a murderous aura that was so dense that it spread down, and it looked like blood water.

How many creatures has this killed?

Until Ananda got up, the five fingers were already grabbing the head of the Buddha's reclining statue, and the stone statue was like tofu in his hand, and then when he broke his right hand, he saw that the head of the Buddha statue had been broken from the neck, and inside, there was not only a knife, but also an object.

And that thing is the breath that Liu Baiyi felt before, it is a crystal like jade bone, with smooth edges and corners, the breath is vast and broad, and it is pale gold.

Buddha's relics?

Liu Baiyi's heart was shocked, but the relics were also covered with countless tiny cracks at this time, and the golden light was faint, as if it had suppressed the knife all these years, and now it had reached the place where the oil had run out.

This speculation is really extraordinary.

Ananda's next approach was even more direct, his five fingers were fiercely clenched, and the look on his face slowly became hideous.

Not surprisingly, although the relics have a broad aura, the Buddha nature has almost been lost at this moment, and countless golden points of light bloom in an instant, and then dim, and a generation of holy relics has been annihilated like dust.

And the blood-red knife slowly floated out of it, Ananda's right hand continued to gain momentum, as soon as he held the hilt, and then pumped, the sky instantly seemed to appear a river of blood, and the blood and qi kept tumbling, surging endlessly.

He cherishes and even obsesses with his knife, and his eyes reveal a watery tenderness, as if he is looking at his beloved woman.

Woman?

Through the murderous aura on the blade, Liu Baiyi saw the body of the knife, it was a bone knife, and it was also a knife of human bones, the bone was crystal fine, at a glance, it was a woman's bone, the blade was slightly narrower, but longer, and each section seemed to have a faint knot, which was a woman's backbone.

"What's the name of this knife?"

Liu Baiyi asked in silence.

"When my heart entered the world of desire, in order to help me get free, my beloved woman committed suicide in front of me, that time, I sat for three years, and slashed thousands of demons in my heart, when I broke through the world of desire and woke up, I only saw a white bone lying on my body. ”

Ananda raised his eyes when he said this, and his eyes, which were originally black and white, were now blood-red, and there seemed to be red blood flowing down the corners of his eyes, and his body was covered with blood-red mist.

"I have so much unspeakable hatred that I will eventually turn my bones into a knife. ”

His face was not wavering, but he seemed to be crying and laughing.

"This knife, many people call it Ananda knife, but they don't know that this is what I left to the Buddha. ”

With an uncontrollable hatred and killing intent, the only remaining half-reclining statue beside Ananda exploded.

"You killed Shakyamuni?"

Liu Baiyi heard a different meaning from it, and his face changed slightly.

"He suffered seven swords from me before he went to Nirvana in advance, but I know that he will not die, he once said that he has a flower and a world, and if he wants to come, he has gone outside this world. ”

"I'm going to have to break through to the highest and find him. ”

"But today, this knife is up to you. ”

When the words fell, the killing intent overflowed, and the entire Salo Tree Garden had turned into rotten dead wood, which was somewhat similar to Liu Baiyi's way of death.

Liu Baiyi didn't know what grievances there were between Ananda and the Buddha, but at this moment, hearing this, his body had already moved, and Ananda was also moving at the same time, and the two figures were not ordinary.

Liu Baiyi realized at this moment that the way of life and death in this world has reached the peak of this realm, and his body has almost risen like the wind, and he can borrow his strength with the wind, and the dantian in his body is not visible, not disappearing, but from being to nothing, scattered into all parts of the body, exhaling and breathing, it is already a natural communication with the breath of heaven and earth, and the internal force has been endless, endless, and inexhaustible.

And this is the difference from the previous innate nature.

On the other hand, Ananda, holding a knife in his right hand, with a single palm in his left hand on his chest, his face was solemn and solemn, but he was full of monstrous evil and murderous aura, his feet were together and seemed to be unmoved, no step, but his body was constantly flashing and chasing after him, and under his feet there was a faint birth of a pure white lotus, not an internal force, plausible.

The way of the spirit?

After a few thoughts, Liu Baiyi was shocked in his heart, how could he not know this kind of cultivation method, and then think back to what Ananda said before, the realm of desire, the spiritual world?

One of the two is ethereal like an immortal, and the other is like a Buddha in the sea of turbidity and suffering, and the confrontation between the two begins at this moment.

Under each other's hurriedness, no one made a move, until they appeared above the ocean on the side, until they stood on it, at this time, Ananda's solemn face, the pair of blood-pooled eyes suddenly shot out a monstrous bloody light.

"In hell. ”

The left hand has been closed with a single palm, and the right hand that has been lifted up has been picked up, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the blade of the knife is shocked, and the waves under the breeze of Xi Xi exploded suddenly, and under the shocking blood-colored knife light, there was a hundred-zhang chasm above the seawater, which was divided by life, and the end of the gap spread was the static willow white clothes.

As soon as he made a move, it was an earth-shattering killing move, it was really indescribably terrifying, not to the heavens, but with this deviant killing knife, he could actually fight Liu Baiyi, or even stronger, it was unbelievable, no wonder even the Buddha was nirvana in advance under his knife.

The unimaginable ultimate enemy here, Liu Baiyi took a deep breath, and for the first time, he heard the heartbeat in his chest, and his blood seemed to be boiling.

However, how could he retreat, and his path could not be retreated, and his heart would not allow retreat.

"Good!"

With a clear drink, the earth-shattering sword light has risen out of the sheath, and the autumn water is cold and unsupported, moving like a swimming dragon, and several turns have fallen into the hands of Liu Baiyi.

All kinds of past things appeared in an instant, under the trembling of the sword body, the sword of life has been cut out, and the heaven and the earth seem to be dark at this moment, and the sword path that cannot be said to be the same day will instantly bloom ten thousand sword lights, black as ink.