However, it was said that Su Fu's mood fluctuated slightly, and the moment he lost his mind was captured by Jinghui, and he immediately received a heavy blow under his left ribs, and immediately fell from the flying sword, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the sharp pain in his heart made his mind slightly dizzy, and he was immediately awakened by the wind in his ears.

The moment he was sober, he didn't think about it, regardless of the injuries in the Dharma body, the sword intent of the truth exploded in his body with a sneer, devouring the sinful karma that invaded the body.

The body of law is burned inside, Su Fu's consciousness is on the edge of the cliff, and the price is too great to eliminate the karma. If the karma of sin is not eliminated, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

When he fell into the sea, he felt a little comforted, because the salty and wet sea breeze carried the earthy fragrance unique to Juzhou. According to Mrs. Qinghua, as long as he stepped into the land of Juzhou, Jinghui would not be able to touch him at all.

He struggled to break out of the sea, and Manzhu Shahua came to greet him, and at the same time as the sword light rolled in, Jinghui had already appeared above his head.

With a handshake, Manzhu Sawa was held in his hand and slashed away without hesitation. The sword light was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the sky, tearing the void apart, and Jinghui's blow landed on the void crack.

This is exactly the unique defense method of sword cultivation, sword light differentiation.

The sword light is differentiated, and it has always been more than killing.

Su Fu took advantage of this to raise his sword light, but still fled to the land. For some reason, Jinghui didn't chase after him for a long time, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

In the new Daoji system, the sword light turned pale red, crossing the cloudless sky, which was extremely eye-catching.

When he was young, Jinghui suddenly appeared in front of him again, and the great sun disappeared, replaced by King Ming and Shura behind him, occupying almost half of the sky, covering the sky and the sun in front of Su Fu's eyes.

"Meritorious, the poor monk asked one last time, is it handed over or not?" Jinghui's expression was flat, and his eyes looked at Su Fu indifferently.

"Great monk, one last time I asked you, do you kneel or not?" Su Fu endured the severe pain and asked rhetorically jokingly.

"Why do you want to go against Buddhism?" Jinghui was a little confused. Su Fudu has already ended up in this tragic situation, and he is still unwilling to return it even after he promised that his life is safe.

"When the road is uneven, everyone steps on it, presumably the old man of the three saints has never taught you this truth. Su Fu smiled faintly.

"You are looking for death......" Before the voice fell, King Ming had already struck out a palm, like the light of the Buddha, overwhelmingly flooding over.

Su Fu didn't say anything, but he took out a scroll of paintings from his bosom and spread it out, only to see the landscape. The scroll spontaneously went into the air, split in half, and the void gushed out clear springs, and the flowing water and mountains suddenly appeared, blocking the Buddha's light in it, and enclosing the pure wisdom in the room.

It is impossible to kill Jinghui. He knew the situation very well in his heart, this was the vitality that Gongsun Lou had earned for him with great difficulty.

……

The Dharma body was becoming more and more unbearable, and the burning pain in his body was gradually depriving him of consciousness.

The speed of the sword became slower and slower, and Su Fu looked ahead, and in the little mist, he couldn't see clearly. The sword light fell on the surface of the sea, and he looked far away, and it was vast, which made his heart sink, and his consciousness seemed to sink with it.

That landscape painting, I don't know how long it can trap Jinghui......

The thought suddenly came to his mind, and the sword light suddenly stopped. A strong man in his forties stood in front of him, and his intuition told him that this person was Jinghui.

The karma of sins enters the body and restores the body to its youthful vitality, which is precisely the means of purifying wisdom: a thousand sins and blasphemy.

He gasped slightly: "Where did you get that painting......

The tone was a little urgent, Su Fu was dazed, and he didn't understand, so he subconsciously sneered and said: "Master practice, it's really rare through the ages, is it true that the Buddha and the demon are a family?"

"The Immeasurable Buddha ......"

Jinghui didn't seem to want to say more, and was about to kill someone. Behind him, King Ming rose with thousands of golden lights, and Shura had thousands of black rays, and the two blended in the air, forming a round energy, sneering and making an inexplicable noise, threatening to collapse the entire space. The two colors blend together, flashing with dazzling brilliance. At the same time, the surrounding air suddenly stagnated, and an inexplicable coercion emanated from the qi, almost causing the seriously injured Su Fu to faint.

He knew that Su Fu was in a state at this time, but he still wanted to deliver this thunderous blow, obviously his mind was shocked.

Su Fu's consciousness became more and more drowsy, and he took out a jade bottle with difficulty, poured out the amber-like, richly scented pill inside, and swallowed it into his stomach with his head up.

A trace of warmth spread into the limbs, alleviating some of the burning pain, and then getting lighter and lighter, the Dharma body was like someone else, obviously shattered, but gradually full of strength.

This is the Heart Devouring Pill, which can briefly suppress a qiē injury, including damage to the divine soul. Back then, Taiyuan City was given by Huo Lao, and it has never been used. Now it's really at the point of exhaustion, and you can only use it to earn your life.

Su Fu's spirit was shocked, the red river under his feet, swept the waves, rolled up the waves, and a touch of residual sun rose behind, competing with the sun, and the red maple shook off the leaves in the sky, and rushed over first.

Ye Hai formed a sword-like shape, colliding with that terrifying energy. The sword qi roared, crisscrossing the four fields, causing the qi to lag slightly for a while.

At the same time, a clear sword roar resounded in the field, like a jade sound, and the red river was a little silent. Then came the second sword sound, with the sound of the sword, the Red River became more and more calm, and when the twelve sword sounds, the Red River was like a water mirror, and there was not a ripple on the surface of the river.

This is called "Twelve Yuanchen Tianyueyin", which is the second form of Xingyun, after breaking through the real person, Su Fu can already use this style of sword technique alone under the manifestation of the Daoji system.

However, it was different from before, the twelve sword sounds, born around the sword intent, merged into the sword intent, so that the sword intent was transformed and sublimated a total of twelve times, thus raising it to a height that even Su Fu didn't know.

At this time, the energy of the fusion of Buddha power and black power is surging, like the coercion of a giant city, but the Red River is like a small pebble that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, weak and insignificant.

Vibration, incomparably violent vibration, the whole space shook, the sky light was sucked out, and there was no daylight.

Su Fu lifted the sword seal with difficulty, and the originally calm river suddenly rose into the sky, and its momentum directly carried the stagnant air into the sky, breaking through the pressure of the giant city, and casting the light of the sky again. Around the Red River, a transparent air flow, like a thousand mountains and twilight snow, then swept up, and when it reached a certain height, under the bright light, Su Fu was like a god, standing at the top and overlooking, Jinghui's expression was sluggish for a moment.

Pale eyes, pale face, blood-stained robes. Laughing long, as if breaking free from the shackles of the cage, the red river burst through the energy, and swept rapidly towards the distant sky, looking like a long river across the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

……

I don't know how long it has been, the outline of a piece of land suddenly appeared in front of him, Su Fu was overjoyed, and flew with all his strength, and the land became closer and closer. Through the mist, I finally saw the appearance of the land, a forest full of life, and if there was no problem with the memory, the forest used to be the Wind Plain.

At this moment, his heart suddenly seemed to be bound by something, and his consciousness was extremely clear, but his body did not obey the call, and he fell headlong on the surface of the sea ten feet away from the land.

His body gradually sank, and his heart sank with it, and above the water, a black shadow slowly fell, and an inexplicable force lifted him, and then froze in front of the black shadow.

Jinghui's face actually had a slight hint of mockery: "In the end, I still can't escape my fate." ”

PS: Chapter 999 Oh, Bai Yi is here to wish everyone a safe and smooth family, reunion, and a long time~~