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    The masonry collapsed and smoke filled the sky. Before the demon Buddha's roaring voice could finish, he roared again:

    "I will kill the evil spirits and evil spirits who are poisoning all living beings!"

    ????????????????????????????????????: The immeasurable bronze sand of the Buddha once again condensed into the shape of the sword. The pure holy light spread through the smoke and dust in the sky, and the sharp sword light slashed straight down!

    "Haha, the sword master is so domineering and unparalleled, but the slave family is very afraid!" Amidst the charming and charming laughter, a graceful figure appeared beside Bian Fulai and the silver-haired witch Danmei like a cloud.  From the fluttering big sleeves, a pair of jade hands poked out, caressing the void, and the evil force between heaven and earth suddenly collapsed, suddenly emitting a force field like a black hole, although it was instantly wiped out by the light of the pure holy sword.  , but it also diverted the light of the pure holy sword in that moment!  And just in the middle of this moment, the figure lifted up Danmei and Bian Fuhui who were lying limply on the ground, and in an instant, disappeared like a flying dragon!  On the other hand, Yun Yushuang Xiu Bi Shou Xuan and the demon Dao Bi Chen screamed at the same time, spitting out a blood arrow from their mouths, and at the same time, crazy evil power suddenly poured out of their limp bodies, and they fled far away.  , actually used the secret method of stimulating potential in the Demon Sect!

    "Heavenly Magic Field! Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, hum!" The smoke that was originally forced far away by the sword force spread again after the sword was struck, covering everything.  And among the smoke and dust, in addition to the steady and decisive footsteps, there was also a cold voice!

    Striding out of the smoke and dust, Demon Buddha Sword Lord did not even look at the bodies of Elder Yun and Elder Xia left behind by the Demon Sect. His eyes were shining with bloody light, but he had already stared at them, fainting and falling.  The four great Vajras of Jing Nian Zen Temple!

    Being stared at by the devilish eyes of the Demonic Buddha Sword Lord, the already miserable image of the Four King Kongs became even more pitiable in the eyes of the onlookers.  The two of Bu Chi and Bu Afraid were still lying happily in a coma, while the two of Bu Greed and No Anger, who were still awake, had already awakened. "Amitabha!" they looked at each other and clasped their hands together in a loud voice.  The Buddha's name is lowered and the head is chanted.

    At this critical moment of life and death, the two people showed their profound cultivation through decades of Zen meditation, and their Buddha nature was fully revealed!

    But the performance of the two people cannot change the belief of the Demon Buddha Sword Lord in the slightest.  He took a big step, the blood in his eyes became even brighter, and the countless copper Buddha sands surrounding him were beating wildly, as if they were about to condense into a sword and behead him in the next moment!

    "Amitabha!" Amidst the fierce murderous intent, a Buddha's chant rang out clearly.  Monk Yuan Hui watched the young man walking towards the Four Great Vajras, but he couldn't help but take a step forward and block the demon Buddha.

    "You want to save people?" Looking at the old monk blocking his steps, Demon Buddha Sword Master's eyes flashed.

    "It's the donor who doesn't kill people." Monk Yuan Hui shook his head.

    Demon Buddha Sword Lord stared at Monk Yuan Hui¡¯s downcast eyes with a pair of blood-colored eyes without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the place just solidified.  Everyone knows that the life and death of the four Dharma protectors of Jing Nian Chan Monastery can depend on the young man's thoughts at this moment!

    "Okay!" Finally, Lord Buddha and Demon Sword spoke, making everyone present feel relieved.

    "Amitabha, how good it is!" Monk Yuanhui showed no joy at all, and his face remained as calm as ever.

    "However, you have to stay with me and teach me sutras!" Now that he had made the promise, Lord Buddha and Demon Sword turned around and left in great joy, paying no attention to the two monks who were chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice.

    "Amitabha, this poor monk only knows one Diamond Sutra." Monk Yuanhui did not refuse Demon Buddha Sword Lord's request, but followed the young man step by step and whispered.

    "Then the Diamond Sutra!" Jianjun, who already knew the general situation of Monk Yuanhui, was not surprised or dissatisfied. He nodded without hesitation, but his steps never stopped for a moment!

    Looking at the striding figure, the emotions of everyone present were extremely complicated. Today, in this orchard, there are many experts from all walks of life, but what finally came was an ending that no one had thought of.

    "Let's go!" Walking among the rubble on the ground, Demon Buddha Sword Lord's black hair was flying.  Although the battle was over, everyone could see that compared to the usual situation where the Sword Master returned to his original appearance after the battle, today's boy seemed to have no signs of recovery.

    "Could it be that the Sword Lord has once again made a breakthrough and made a further step forward in his cultivation?" With various thoughts, everyone watched the young man stride forward, passing by the little boy who was rubbing his head and still didn't understand the current situation.  When the novice was in front of him, he reached out and took the young child's tender wrist, and in the blink of an eye he was down the hill.

    As the young man walked away, Du Fuwei frowned and looked at everything in front of him. He finally shook his head and ran away with his long sleeves flowing gracefully.  Changsun Wuji and Shi Qingxuan nodded to the two monks Bu Greed and Bu Ai who were struggling to get up, and then followed the figure and walked away quickly.

    "I didn't expect such a small child todayIn the small temple, there are actually so many masters fighting each other.  Looking back, I am still excited!  "Looking at the figure in the front with flying black hair and filled with demonic aura, Changsun Wuji felt a little uneasy. Although as a Confucian scholar, he should pursue "the son does not speak, strange power confuses the gods", but in that sudden, his temperament and martial arts changed.  With his magical martial arts skills, his appearance and personality have changed into that of another person. After all, he is still not sure that the Sword Master at this moment is not the same young man as before. Therefore, the popular man in front of Li Yuan's tent did not dare to rush up to talk to the Sword Master who was in a strange situation.  , they could only stay behind and communicate in a low voice with Shi Qingxuan, who had the same thoughts. Speaking of the battle just now, this future counselor of the Tiance Mansion who looked like a literary and elegant talent, his jade face turned red at this moment, and he was extremely excited.  !

    "Every time in troubled times, the two factions of good and evil are bustling with excitement. The Twelve Swordsmanship has become the most feared variable in the struggle between the world and the orthodoxy, so it is not unusual for both sides to mobilize. But I didn't expect that,  Even Song Que, the Heavenly Sword who never left Lingnan lightly, came to Henan, which is thousands of miles away." Shi Qingxuan was also filled with emotion when he heard Changsun Wuji talking about the battle just now.  She has known many secrets in the world since she was a child, so she is not surprised by the actions of the Buddha and the Demon.  On the contrary, he was greatly surprised by the arrival of Song Que, the spiritual pillar of the Bashu army and people in Lingnan.

    "What Qingxuan and everyone said is absolutely true!" said Song Que. Changsun Wuji, who had witnessed the unique skill of the Heavenly Sword with his own eyes, couldn't help but have a look of admiration in his eyes. "Song Tiandao is indeed the best swordsman in the world.  The Heavenly Sword has reached such an incredible state! Thinking about it, I am afraid that the Heavenly Sword has already reached the height of the three great masters!"

    "Ha, the twelfth young brother is not bad at all. He is still young and weak, but he has already achieved such a brilliant record. I think he will definitely be able to dominate the world in the future!" As he said this, Changsun Wuji's topic turned to Sword Master.  on the body.  Although he was a little confused about the young man's situation at the moment, Changsun Wuji still acted proud of the fact that Sword Master already had such great strength and appalling record at such a young age.

    "Brother Zhangsun is right, no one can say clearly about Twelve's future." Looking at the black high-spirited voice in front of him, Shi Qingxuan sighed.

    "Everyone, Qingxuan, is right. By the way, when did Qingxuan and everyone meet the Twelve Young Brothers?" He also sighed, but the next moment, Changsun Wuji, a great literary and elegant man, could not help but feel like a vulgar person.  Light up the fire of gossip.  Since appearing in front of everyone, many beautiful women holding swords have appeared around the young man.  The story between the sword master and these women has always been a very interesting topic in the world.

    "Qingxuan and Twelve have known each other not long ago." When Changsun Wuji wanted to ask, Shi Qingxuan was not displeased. Instead, she answered calmly and calmly.  "A few days ago, Qingxuan performed a piece of music for Uncle Wang Tong's 60th birthday at the behest of her mother. She unintentionally ruined the competition between this man and others, causing the Turkic Ba Fenghan and Goguryeo Fu Junyu to fall from his sword.  He was able to escape. Therefore, he was detained by this man and held a sword for three years to atone for his sins."

    "ThisTwelfth Young Brotheris reallyhaha!" Speaking of her acquaintance with Sword Lord, Shi Qingxuan made no secret of the resentment in her words.  On the other hand, Changsun Wuji, who was listening to the story, was dumbfounded. He didn't know what to say about Jianjun's behavior of robbing civilian girls!

    "Ah, by the way, Qingxuan's flute skills are unparalleled in the world. I am also very obsessed with the flute skill, but I am not good at it. I wonder if Qingxuan, could you give me some advice?" Changsun Wu was speechless at the sword master's behavior.  Ji had to change the topic.  Raising the jade flute in his hand, this great talent finally showed a hint of the elegance of a scribe.

    "Good flute!" Shi Qingxuan, who has studied the flute skill carefully, immediately straightened up when Changsun Wuji talked about the flute skill. She looked at the white jade flute in the other person's hand, but Shi Qingxuan couldn't hide her disappointment with praise, "It's just that in Changsun Wuji's case,  In my brother¡¯s hands, there are more weapons than musical instruments!¡±

    Changsun Wuji suddenly blushed, opened his mouth and was speechless, but he did not expect that Qingxuan, who had been chatting happily just now, would give him such an embarrassment as soon as they came up.  The jade flute was circling a few times in his hand, but he didn't know whether to continue discussing flute skills with the other party.

    But at this moment, the Demon Buddha Sword Lord, who was leading the little novice monk, suddenly stopped, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes!

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