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Part 4: Heng Jian Xue Facing the Wind Chapter 370: No Chapter: Different Roads to the Same End

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    The wind and snow suddenly swept forward, and the white clothes were like a large piece of snow in the raging cold wind, sweeping towards the temple gate.  A group of blue-robed monks with impressive figures roared angrily. They all waved their Zen staffs weighing more than a hundred kilograms. They took up the extremely heavy but extremely swift Xiao Feng and fiercely attacked him.  The dazzling golden light from the setting sun on the horizon, red as red as blood, shines on Feng Xue's white clothes, and also casts a hazy but extremely gorgeous red light, which makes her plain face look like gel.  The ice-cold jade skin, the mysterious flashing hands are as cold as a ruthless blizzard.  The monks who were struck by her palms all had their internal organs broken immediately, their orifices bleeding, and their death was horrific and intense.  Zukong, who finally stood firm, glared angrily, and swung the copper hammer in his hand to hit the bell again, but no bell was heard. However, the yellow monk's robe he was wearing suddenly fluttered violently, and the air in the entire space around him seemed to begin to expand and boil, refracting.  The rays of the setting sun are shining with golden light, which is like a golden vajra descending to the earth.  Feng Xiao stepped forward in an instant, as if he teleported to the door, and shouted: "Get out!" The swelling and boiling air suddenly trembled violently, and actually cracked spider veins visible to the naked eye.  Suddenly, he looked like someone who had been holding his breath for a long time but could not breathe. His figure was shaky as if he was deeply drunk, and his slender but handsome face was as red as blood.  He barely managed to hold on for a breath, and the spider marks spread uncontrollably. The golden body that was supposed to be indestructible was like a porcelain bottle that had been hit hard, and it suddenly fell into pieces and was scattered in the sudden strong wind.  Feng Xiaoxiao unsheathed his sword almost at the same time. The sword light spread out brilliantly and quickly. It immediately overlapped with the ubiquitous sunset light, and the sword light became ubiquitous.  The only difference between the two is that the sun is warm and the sword light is cold!  The air is like a gossamer, and the face is as white as paper, but the copper hammer and bell swung with both hands are still as stable as before, walking a mysterious and unpredictable path, seemingly extremely slow, but it is able to sway the raging sword that is everywhere like the bright sun.  All the light is blocked outside.  It's just that every time the copper hammer or bell collides with the sword light, there will be a short strange sound, which is not like the collision of metal, but like the collision of leather Because Feng Xiaoxiao's every sword is extremely restrained and condensed,  There is absolutely no leakage of internal energy.  There is no difference between hitting the bell and hitting empty flesh/body.  Every time Liao Kong receives a sword, he has to bear it completely It's like a heavy sword that presses the top of a mountain and reaches its peak quickly.  ¡°One sword after another, the sound was like thousands of firecrackers exploding continuously, as if it would never end¡± The sound of clothes came from deep inside the temple, quickly coming from far to near.  Feng Xiaoxiao¡¯s eyes flashed with a faint light, and the sword light in his hand suddenly stopped.  It¡¯s not that it slowed down, but that his state of mind suddenly unfolded. The sword in his hand was too fast to be caught by the naked eye.  The sword light split the void and distorted the light, like lightning in the sky. The blow had been struck long ago, but it still remained in the eyes like a network and lines.  The extremely cold sword light quickly rubbed against the air, causing a hot and terrifying dull sound, as if thunder was accumulating in the distant horizon, just waiting for the final critical strike to end everything.  The word "soldier" has reached Feng Xiaoxiao's tongue. When he opens his lips, it will be the time when he will die.  The bronze bell suddenly shattered Just like Liao Kong, the heavy blow it endured finally exceeded its limit.  Liao Kong¡¯s eyes still carried that depth and wisdom. There was no panic and confusion before death, only calmness, the calmness of seeing through the world.  "Husband!" Master Fei Xuan's soft voice came from afar, and there was an urgency and anxiety that could not be concealed.  Feng Xiaoxiao's word "Bing" was swallowed back into his stomach alive, and the sword in his palm suddenly became stagnant and motionless.  A snow-white dress suddenly passed through his peripheral vision, and at the end of his peripheral vision was a distant yet familiar green light.  Feng Xue stopped behind Kong Xuan and looked back quietly, staring at Shi Feixuan who was rushing towards him quickly.  Her jade arms hang down by her legs, and her slender fingers hold a long dagger with a faint green light. The coldness is so deep that it penetrates people, and there is no blood at all.  A relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved, he clasped his hands and lowered his head.  A circle of blood streaks appeared on his neck. The blood streaks quickly spread into blood stains. Then his head fell off and blood surged.  Shi Fei Xuan couldn¡¯t help but stop, clasped her hands and chanted the Buddha¡¯s name.  Feng Xiaoxiao let out a low sigh and turned to look at the temple door. He found that they were all lying in blue robes. It was obvious that Feng Xue killed all these monks at the last moment. When he heard the master's concubine Xuan's sweet call and stopped his sword, he hurried to  Come and kill Sora.  And the long dagger in Feng Xue's hand was so familiar. It was Feng Xiaoxiao's gift to Guo Xiang when she was still a child.  It was made of a broken sword that relied on the sky. There was a line of small words engraved on the handle: Cold winter is gone, warm spring is coming, but it is a pity that the peach blossoms have not bloomed!  The wind is blowingFeng Xueqing held the long dagger coldly and said, "Sister Xuan, come here." Concubine Xuan stared at Feng Xiaoxiao with dim eyes and said, "Is the evil emperor satisfied with this result?" Feng Xiaoxiao didn't answer.  Feng Xue's eyes, which had been looking at Shi Fei Xuan coldly, suddenly ignited with fire, fluttering and reaching out.  Shi Feixuan didn't resist at all, she seemed to have given up resistance, and she lifted her whole body up. Feng Xue became even more angry, the flames in her beautiful eyes grew brighter, and the delicate hands holding her jade neck became colder and colder, but they trembled for a while.  , finally let go, pushed her away, and sneered: "You are sure that the master will not let me kill you, so you are confident, right?" Shifei Xuan showed a look full of bitterness, her beautiful eyes avoided the wind and snow,  Then he looked at Feng Xiaoxiao and said softly: "When all other methods fail, such as explanation, persuasion, pleading, coercion, etc. Then what other solution is there besides force? Please also ask the Evil Emperor to use his supreme wisdom.  "How are you, Professor Concubine Xuan?" Feng Xue looked at her and his eyes gradually turned cold. In the end, there was only an unwavering chill, and he said calmly: "Are you trying to say that you won't allow us to go in unless we kill you?"  ?" Shi Feixuan showed a helpless expression and sighed to Feng Xiao: "Whether you agree or not, husband, this is the only way Feixuan can think of to solve the problem." Feng Xue said lightly: "It's a pity that you never say that in front of me.  Never mind." She put away her long dagger and slowly approached.  Looking at the wind and snow getting closer and closer, the past situations suddenly flashed through Shi Feixuan's mind. The horrific methods used to treat her could make her tremble uncontrollably.  This is an instinctive reaction that goes deep into the spirit and body, and even the soul, and is completely uncontrollable.  Shi Feixuan finally couldn't help but turn away from her pretty face, and her beautiful eyes looked at Feng Xiaoxiao with a pleading look.  Feng Xiaoxiao, who had been silent since she appeared, finally spoke and said softly: "Feixuan, please tell me truthfully, does Yue Shan want to challenge Song Que when he comes to Jing Nian Temple?" Feng Xue paused, with a look in her beautiful eyes.  The dim light is more oppressive.  Shi Feixuan sighed sadly, showed a sad expression, and said softly: "Yes, because Ning Daoqi must win this time, and he must win completely, otherwise who will resist the successive challenges from the two great masters from outside the territory?" Feng Xiaoxiao was suddenly stunned.  , I didn¡¯t expect that Buddhism would actually consider it from this perspective. Although it was a different path from him, it was basically the same goal.  (To be continued.)
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