readx;? The living Buddha hall, which had stood for more than hundreds of years, finally could no longer support it and collapsed violently. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSuch a solemn and great Buddhist shrine has been declared destroyed.

I don't know how many masters have completely lost their lives because of this, and it is no exception to be a law enforcement monk. Under the second sword attack, more than 20 law enforcement warrior monks bid farewell to this earthly world completely.

As for the bitter masters and strong people on the side of the rivers and lakes who died because of this, there are also not a few. Wang Yuanxing of the Golden Sword King Family, the Black Dragon Killer of the Demon Sect's Three Kills, the Centenarian, the Ghost-faced Man and Demon, the Three Mountains Swordsman Zhao Zizhen, the Lord of Tingtao Xuan Qin Shuang, and many unknown masters, all died.

Desperately dodging along the way, Qi Yu finally managed to escape from under the black epiphany, but his left hand was stabbed by the sword qi of the Broken Love Sword, which hurt his heart. Hurting others will hurt himself, hurting others will end up hurting himself, and I can't imagine that one day, he will be injured under his most proud moves and most proud weapons.

The broken walls and broken tiles kept falling, and it was thanks to the fact that these people in the hall at the moment were all masters of the rivers and lakes, so that they were able to escape from the flying debris, but it was inevitable that there were many more scars.

This blow also caused the already insufficient True Qi reserves in Luo He's body to be reduced again. The dantian was empty for a while, and he felt dizzy inexplicably, and the whole person seemed to be unable to maintain the posture of standing in the air anymore. It's just that he didn't faint by forcibly supporting the column in one breath, and still maintained the posture of combat power.

At this moment, the abbot's whole person had flashed behind Luo He, and the palm of the Heavenly Buddha of the Zhongyan Buddhist Temple turned into a huge palm print and slapped heavily on Luo He's body.

The huge palm print, which is two or three feet high, and Luo He, who is dressed in a tattered black robe, looks extremely small under the palm print. The dazzling and dazzling golden light had already pierced everyone's eyes, and the golden light, at that moment, had completely swallowed Luo He's body.

At that moment, Luo He seemed to feel that all the bones in his body had been displaced. Blood kept spurting out of his mouth as if it didn't cost anything.

Even the magic knife in his hand, the severed sword can no longer be held, and he fell to the ground, and now Luohe's whole person was beaten sideways for a distance of more than ten zhang, and fell heavily in a forbidden place in the Zhongcheng Buddhist Temple, sitting in front of the Forgetting Pavilion.

A little bit of golden light, as if there was a little bit of Buddha nature, constantly eroded Luo He's body, trying to disintegrate the endless murderous aura and killing intent accumulated in his body.

"Amitabha, good, good. "With a palm, the abbot master is also stumbling, if it weren't for my support behind me, I'm afraid I would have to sit on the spot. It is enough to see that the huge amount of power consumed by this palm is really unimaginable.

Seeing that Luohe was finally showing his declining momentum, Qi Yu ignored the injury on his left arm at the moment, and hurriedly used light skills to follow, and the same was true for others. The casualties have been so heavy that no one still has a normal heart and is willing to let go of Luohe.

The pain stimulated Luo He's brain nerves, and he never seemed to be hurt so thoroughly. When he was at his weakest, he couldn't even run a trace of his talisman true qi, and he ate a blow to the Heavenly Buddha Palm, and at this moment, it was already a miracle that he was still alive.

Barely struggling to raise his head, Qi Yu's smiling expression came into view. There was no reaction from Luo He, or rather, at the moment, he didn't have enough strength to react at all, and a handful of dark purple poisonous mist had already been used as a hood. Followed by a violent heavy leg, Luo He, who had no resistance, was kicked three or four feet away again, and blood spilled into the air.

Never tried it, all kinds of terrible sensations seem to be magnified several times, dozens of times. Perhaps because of Qi Yu's poisonous fog and poisonous skills, the current Luohe is not only empty in the dantian, but even breathing is difficult. The pain all over his body was infinitely magnified, eroding his last will again and again.

"The devil surnamed Luo, you also have today, today, let the official take you down!"

As he spoke, Qi Yu's right hand was raised high, and the dark purple light continued to flow through his fingertips. At this time, he lowered his head, leaned his head to the side of Luo He's face, and said softly: "Actually, I still miss the past......

"It's weird, you're climbing too fast, you're in love with someone you shouldn't love at all......"

The purple five fingers, from top to bottom, stabbed into Luo He's chest, and the five fingers were all submerged.

There was no joy, no joy, what was written on Qi Yu's face was fear, endless fear.

At the moment when his fingers pierced Luo He's body, he didn't seem to feel his right arm, as if he had never had one.

Looking closely, there was a burst of mist that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it was slashing one by one, Ling Chi, cutting Qi Yu's right hand with a thousand knives, and then completely disintegrating.

The Heavenly Sword Peak Sword Mist, which was hidden in the one hundred and eight strange points in Luo He's body, finally broke through the shackles of the acupoints and poured into his dantian. Only a small part of it broke out through the five fingers on his chest, but it had already hit Qi Yu hard.

No one could tell what kind of composition the sword mist of Heavenly Sword Peak was. Even the mysterious old man outside Qingyuan City was full of interest in the sword mist, but he knew the strangeness of the sword mist.

All the people present were not ordinary people, and the distance of ten zhang was only a few breaths. In just such a little time, almost all of them have arrived at the scene. These people in the rivers and lakes don't care whether this is the forbidden place of the Zhongyan Buddhist Temple or not, they set foot in it one by one, even if the abbot master wants to speak out to stop it.

Coincidentally, they didn't see the scene of Qi Yu's trauma at all, and even if they did, they might not be aware of it. looked at Qi Yu, who was holding his broken arm in pain, and thought that Luohe was just fighting back to death.

"The devil is exhausted!" in the crowd, I don't know who shouted, at the moment Luo He did not have any weapons in his hands, and he was heavily injured, in their opinion, there was no longer any threat.

Closing his eyes, he quietly felt the feeling of the knife mist filling his body, and the pain continued to stimulate the one hundred and eight strange points on his body, which was more cruel than a thousand knives and Ling Chi execution. But that surging sense of power is always lingering, as if it is more powerful than when it was in its heyday.

The dark black aura gradually shrouded in a cohesive sphere. No matter how much the swords of those people in the rivers and lakes slash at it, they can't do even the slightest damage. The black sphere did not even cause a ripple.

"Come back. ”

Luo He slowly stretched out his hands, and not far away, Xiao Lou, who was lying quietly on the ground, listened to the spring rain and the sword as if sensing the call of everyone, and made a buzzing sound, and in an instant, it turned into two auroras at an extremely rapid speed, and flew back into Luo He's hands.

There is no way out, there is no way back, and naturally there is no need to have any mercy! )