There was a commotion in the venue for a while, and soon calmed down, Yue Hongyou looked around, his demeanor was like someone else, and his eyes finally fell on the abbot of Hongfeng, and he smiled strangely, "The abbot wants to give up his hatred in the next, and at the same time let go of those participants, and then the abbot himself will make a decision and take all the sins alone, the abbot is not in hell, who goes to hell in the dedication and righteousness of admiration!" However, the dignified Yamato samurai of the Shimono Toei Kingdom pay attention to revenge with open swords and guns, that is, they are defeated at the hands of your temple, and they cannot take revenge, and they also die without regrets, how can they hold a sword and let the other party atone for their sins and die without a fight? This is actually an insult to my Yamato samurai!"

Speaking of this, Yue Fanghong paused, his gaze was as cold as a cone, and he continued; Moreover, who in the martial arts back then didn't know that his father was very fond of all kinds of martial arts secrets and weapons and secret weapons of various sects in the world, but he was only used to study the offensive and defensive skills and good at it. And the mother and the two young sisters below, must have begged them pitifully, they were so angry that they killed, why didn't they let go of the killing?"

The abbot of Hongfeng was solemn and sad, but he continued to persuade him; The deceased has passed away, in fact, these participants are the same as the old man, all these years are deeply regretting what they did back then, tormenting the guilt, the donor was buried by hatred, and a big tangle has formed in the heart, that is, I want to wash everything with blood, know my mistakes and repent, and be good, haven't the donors thought about it, open their minds and open their minds, be forgiving and forgiving, forgive others is also forgive themselves, the merit is immeasurable, my Buddha is merciful, God has the virtue of a good life, donor, listen to the old man's words! Even if you kill everyone, you won't have half of the pleasure, so stop!"

Yue Fanghong's face was cold, he raised his hand and pointed at the abbot of Hongfeng and reprimanded sharply, "Abbot, you are not ashamed of your words!" Keep saying mercy, purifying all sentient beings, and drowning in the world, but it was your wrong decision at the beginning that caused such a huge bloody injustice, putting aside the blood feud below, but you forced people and beasts to join forces, people, living people, but with those cold-blooded and wild animals to sleep together, hunt and kill prey together, drink blood, bloody bites, in order to survive, I want to hear, you are a high-ranking monk, what do you have to say?"

When Abbot Hongfeng heard this, he was shocked, these words touched the depths of his soul, and he was caught off guard, a person did not know how to live with those wild beasts? He did not dare to imagine it, nor did he know how to answer this question, this was really a great sin, he could only spare his eyes and recite a scripture silently to amend this sinful misfortune. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only the abbot of Hongfeng, the whole audience trembled when they heard these words, people all knew that he was once hunted down by the martial arts righteous force, hiding in the wolf valley and living with the wolves for a period of time, but people can't imagine what kind of days it was, sleeping with wolves, chasing and pounced with wolves, thirsty for blood, hungry for bloody raw meat?????? Even those underworld bandits who kill people without blinking an eye can't help but ask themselves, if it were themselves, I am afraid they would have been driven crazy or committed suicide.

People have to look at this bloody wolf boy again with a new eye, this cold-blooded devil who talks about the tiger's color change and makes people frightened also has a pitiful and tragic side, so pitiful that people can hardly accept and imagine, people can hardly imagine how he survived, but it takes a hundred times more courage than death to survive.

There was an awkward stalemate in the venue, as if the white road chivalry was inhumane and moral.

"Yue Gongzi!" A loud call was made, and Bai Shengwu strode out of the crowd of Bai Dao, came to Yue Fanghong, and saluted with his fists; "Don't blame the head abbot anymore, don't you just want to take revenge?" ”

Yue Fanghong's gaze fell on Bai Shengwu's face, Bai Shengwu avoided his cone-like piercing gaze, sighed and asked, "It's just that the old man doesn't understand, Yue Gongzi is obviously my Huaxia son, why do you keep claiming that you are a Yamato warrior of the Eastern Ying Kingdom?"

On his rocky face, the ridges of his nose and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he replied slowly; In the eyes of the wolf, no matter how strong and weak the opponent you are, it is the same, the prey that fills the belly, the royal swordsmanship of the Dongying Kingdom gives the confidence in the next, in their eyes, no matter how many tricks you make, the changes are endless, it is a goal, at any cost to kill you to the ground, so in the next has the courage and confidence of revenge, it is the title of the wolf, and the way of the Yamato sword is self-proclaimed. ”

Bai Shengwu nodded as if he didn't understand, and then waved his hand to make a gesture of please, very personable, "In the first game, the old man will come to understand the power of Wang Jian. ”

The two of them quickly pulled away a distance, Bai Shengwu calmly pulled out the long sword from behind his back, took a slight step, and secretly took a breath of true qi, attracting the Gangyuan True Flow of the Dantian Qi Sea, and vigorously penetrated the hundreds of bones around him, he shook the sleeves of his robe, preparing to fight the Blood Wolf Prince.

Seeing this, Jian Nanhong wanted to move out to replace Bai Shengwu, but unexpectedly, Master Taijizi grabbed him and whispered, "Silly boy, you are not familiar with the other party's path at all, just let him fight with Bai Lao'er for a while, you observe his number of paths, keep it in mind, be confident, and then take over from Bai Lao'er at the moment of danger, remember, you must destroy Wang Jian." ”

Jian Nanhong saw that the master was reasonable, so he nodded and stood in place to observe the number of Wang Jian's attack paths.

'Qiang' a dragon groan sounded, around the ear endlessly, Wang Jian unsheathed out, this is a heavy and wide and long heavy sword, the wide sword leaves faintly reveal the scale armor lines, the cold light overflows, the cold light is striking, the blue flame wanders and flashes, the monster Cambridge, the swallow mouth is carved with a piercing ancient seal Wang character, the sword handle is slightly long, Wang Jian whispers and trembles, it seems to be hungry and thirsty to drink blood, its cold and sharp light forces the eyelashes, terrifying soul, even the crowd watching from afar can hardly open their eyes, feel its cold air, can't help but be creepy.

People have seen the strange three-edged heavy sword of the Central Plains martial arts, it is wider and heavier than the ordinary sword sect, and the killing power is extremely strong, but compared with this king sword, it is beyond reach, such a heavy and wide long sword, how can it be controlled without a thousand internal forces?

Yue Fanghong held the hilt of the sword with both hands, bent his legs, and made a wolf squat posture, his pupils contracted, and his cone-like gaze was even more piercing.

After all, Bai Shengwu is a famous person in the Northern Martial Arts, and he has been through battles all his life.

Yue Fanghong stood still, with no expression on his face, only the fortitude and firmness of the reef.

The sword blade was already less than a foot away from the top plate of Yue Fanghong's head, and the whistling wind also blew his hair and white silk ribbon flying, Yue Fanghong was still standing, and the people watching almost shouted wildly, however, at the moment when the sharp edge of the sword touched his head, Yue Fanghong took advantage of the gap in lightning and flint, and floated back six feet, and that calm and composure made a generation of alliance leaders and the heroes who watched in shock.

Bai Shengwu failed in one style, the sword momentum is not declining, and the latter moves have risen one after another, and then use a style of 'a hundred flowers blooming', the tip of the sword trembles thousands of sharp points, scattered all over the sky, like flowers blooming, so as to confuse the opponent, make the opponent dizzy, do not argue about things, and then take advantage of the situation to highlight the sword of Qixun, another style of 'color butterfly step', the sword blade pierced the throat of the opponent three inches of soft position, he is known as ' Butterfly Shadow Swordsman', famous for the seventy-two style flying butterfly sword style, is actually an inner swordsmanship, soft with rigidity, rigidity and softness, the sword path is light and smooth, unpredictable, chic and elegant.

Bai Shengwu attacked three sword moves in a row, but failed to touch half of the corner of the opponent's clothes, and couldn't help but gasp, out of instinct, the sword momentum attenuated, and he looked at the other party vigilantly, judging the situation and quickly adjusting the response ideas.

Wang Jian blindly dodged, and did not fight back, not as fierce as the legend, bloody and terrifying, the people watching were a little disappointed, and couldn't help but let out a strange scream and whistle.

Yue Fanghong stood still with his sword in both hands, his Yamato samurai shirt suddenly swayed without wind, the scarlet color was more vivid, as bright as blood, and the wolf head painted tattoo pattern on his chest was also more lifelike, and Wang Jian emitted bursts of dazzling light, and people understood that the blood wolf boy was respecting the other party just now, and the three moves of courtesy, now it is the wild open, the killing opportunity is suddenly revealed, and the edge is revealed.

Yes, just now Yue Fanghong deliberately avoided the other party's three moves, in order to show respect, when he studied the Flying Butterfly Sword Road in the Dongying Kingdom, he had a good impression of the subtlety and depth of this sword road, the feelings were rich and delicate and single-minded, although he had not seen the sword and the master, but the gods had been friends for a long time, so he met today and gave three moves to show respect.

The blood wolf boy flew up, held the sword high above his head with both hands, and issued a 'wolf strike' attack to the other party, he castrated quickly, and a ball of blood shadow flashed in the air, the sword light flowed like practice, the wind was thundering, the king sword was long, and the killing range was large, and he calculated the direction accurately in the air, so that the opponent was covered in the killing range of the king sword, and there was nowhere to escape.