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However, the person who performed the Sword of Extermination was unable to regain his grip on the Sword of Extermination. It's just because of the broken sword, it seems that he has found the real master so far, and he is unwilling to return to Qi Yu's hands.

Broken love, desperate and unrighteous.

"The swordsmanship of breaking love and righteousness, it's not like you used it. Luo He's injured right hand was only holding the severed sword, but the severed sword was buzzing involuntarily, as if he was cheering for the rediscovery of his master.

The sword qi is permeated vertically and horizontally, from nothing, only in an instant. Many people didn't have time to guard at all, because the distance between them was too close, and by the time the sword qi reached the body, it was too late!

Under the dark black sword aura, countless blood holes were added to the bodies of many masters, even the law enforcement warrior monks. The pervasive and dense sword qi suddenly appeared, and the number was three or four times more than what Qi Yu had cast?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Yu hurriedly withdrew and retreated, and grabbed the person beside him as a human shield at all costs. Poor Flying Eagle Gate Three Eagle Kings, only one arm is still struggling to support, how could he have expected his companion to make such a ruthless move? One was careless, and was pierced through his chest by the pitch-black sword qi, so far even the last bit of life was lost.

"Since you insist on putting me to death, then ...... Let me let you see the magic knife of Ding Peng, the sword god who dominated the world back then, and the extraordinary swordsmanship of the sword god of the generation of Tibetan Sword Villa!"

The left hand remotely manipulated the magic knife Xiaolou with true qi to listen to the spring rain all night, but the right hand was holding the sword severely. Luo He's figure slowly rose into the air, and the black qi around him was not attacked by anyone for a while.

What am I? Time flies, years go by, and I am no longer me.

What is form? There is a reality in the form, there is a clear mind, and the form is still there.

What is the heart? Eternal stubbornness, impartiality, heart, mourning is not death.

What is sex? I have to see, just do what I want, sex, never return.

The pitch-black pupils began to gradually exude blood-colored light, but the eyes became more and more cold, as cold as thousands of miles of ice, making everyone feel a piercing chill.

Forget yourself and forget your heart!

Even when he was besieged back then, Luohe only used the first layer of sword intent of the magic knife technique. And right now, Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain in mid-air overnight, as if he had conjured up dozens, hundreds, thousands of soldiers and magic knives, and the black light was circulating, which was very scary.

"The howling waves rise, the wind is uncertain, and it is difficult to get rid of thousands of winds!"

The second layer of the magic knife's sword intent was like a wave sweeping in, wave after wave, and there was no end at all. The power of the wave is not only ten thousand, but even the hardest rock can break through it. And the wind and waves at sea are even more traceless, available but not visible. The wind is so pervasive that there is no way to easily avoid it.

The top-down magic knife, combined with the bottom-up swordsmanship, the sword net rained down, and the stumps and fragments swept the ground. Those masters and law enforcement monks at the forefront of the rush didn't even have the ability to react, and they were wrenched into pieces one after another, and died tragically on the spot.

This blow, just like when the Demon Sect Leader used thunder to perform the Extermination Sword Technique, it didn't leave any vitality at all. If there is no way to survive, then there is only a dead end.

With this blow alone, more than thirty masters were killed on the spot, and even those law enforcement warrior monks were not spared, and seven people died on the spot.

However, Luo He's sword momentum and sword qi seemed to be far from the end, but intensified, moving in an even more terrifying direction.

The immovable Buddha Hall of the Central Theravada Buddhist Temple has begun to sway faintly. The Buddha hall that has stood for hundreds of years is also somewhat unable to withstand such an attack, and if it is done again, it may even be declared a complete collapse.

Master Abbot saw it in his eyes, and his heart was extremely anxious. The training of each of the law enforcement monks of the Theravada Buddhist Temple needs to go through countless years, and the entire Theravada Buddhist Temple is only a hundred figures. At the beginning, he was killed by Luo Hege as many as 12 people, and now seven people died in the next blow, no matter how merciful Master Rao is abbot was, the nameless anger in his heart was forcibly ignited.

"Amitabha, Lord Luozhuang's killing is too heavy, and Lao Qu has to kill more evils today, and remove a big harm for the rivers and lakes!" The abbot master folded his hands, and the whole person floated in mid-air, with golden light all over his body, and the bricks and walls on the ground of the Buddha hall were shattered. Just the starting hand style still has such power, and I can't help but let the empty self be horrified. He knew that the abbot master had really moved his killing intent now, and what he wanted to perform was the supreme demon subduing magic skill of the Zhongyan Buddhist Temple!

It's just that how could Luohe let go of such an opportunity now?

The magic knife qi that was as black as ink turned into an elegant and beautiful epiphany, standing quietly in mid-air.

"The sky is endless, the dream is extremely falling, the epiphany is suddenly broken and the dream is floating!" A low and hoarse voice sounded, and more than half of the true qi in Luo He's body had already been squandered. He single-handedly defeated so many masters, but he was still in the land of Buddhism, and his strong killing aura was restrained, and it was not easy to hold on until now. At this moment, he is already quite emaciated, both physically and mentally.

The third layer of the magic knife's sword intent, the vast world seems to have been walked to the end, and there is nothing to be nostalgic about. The dream in my heart is always obscure, and I can't find the direction I should have. It is only at certain moments, such as the moment when the epiphany blooms, that the dreams that have long been forgotten in my heart gradually emerge.

In a place close to nothing, the last vitality blooms! However, this last trace of vitality is ruthlessly destroyed by the sword technique of ruthlessness and righteousness! Ruthlessness and righteousness, cut off everything!

Each pitch-black epiphany was accompanied by layers of sword shadows, blooming in the densest place of the crowd. The moment when the epiphany blooms completely, it is the moment when the soul envoy reaps his life.

There is no mercy, there is no mercy. At this moment, Luohe has completely forgotten himself, how can he take care of others?

Since these people are here, and since they are ready to kill him, they should also be prepared to die generously.

Everyone's death was accompanied by a flash of red light, and even the abbot master who was standing aside didn't notice it. Faintly, it seems that I can only hear a surprised "Huh?", and in recall, it seems to be mysterious and mysterious, and I can't grasp it at all.

The blood-red light didn't even stop with a flick of a finger, and it was injected into Luo He's body without looking back. These red lights did not make up for and restore his internal breath, but they made his murderous intent heavier and heavier, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger. Now, the degree of murderous aura has already surpassed that of the Blood Knife Sect Ancestor Blood Knife Guest. (To be continued.) )