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Part 4: Heng Jian Xue Ying Feng Chapter 464: Who wants to die if he can live?

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    The setting sun, angry red, spitting out blood, enveloped the sky.  Under the dazzling afterglow of the setting sun, he stood with his sword rustling in the wind. Behind him was a lonely well, and in front of him were broken walls On the broken walls covered with blood spots lay scattered corpses, shockingly red.  There was no wind in the stagnant air, and the smell of blood lingered around him, but before it got close to his body, it was diluted by the invisible evil intention.  With his uneven breathing, the light in his tired eyes gradually faded away, his memory was blurred, and he began to look back Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground.  The siege was defeated and dispersed.  Chase him around the wall.  Under the sword, blood surged, and I saw more and more frightened and desperate eyes before death.  The Four Holy Monksand Fan Qinghui are finally here, they are all hereBuddha Formation, Sword Formation, and Tao Formation!  The endless fierce battle was obviously only half a day, but it seemed like a hundred years of suffering!  "Bene! Bene! Bene!" The desolate sound of the wooden fish sounded, as if it was exalting the souls of the dead who died tragically here.  Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes moved and regrouped, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Old nun Chang Shan, you are not dead yet." Chang Shan is the host of Yuhe Temple. He remembers that he tried his best to get three stars from the Master of Wisdom.  The sandalwood bead gave Chang Shan a sword. Unexpectedly, the old nun was still alive, and the sound of the wooden fish Sanskrit shook him, making him uneasy.  Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent again. This old nun's sound attack was even more annoying than Zhu Yuyan's Demonic Sound. Although he was inferior in skill, he seemed to be able to restrain his magic skills. Otherwise, how could he have fought so hard to get hurt?  , but also to kill first.  Fan Qinghui's body suddenly flashed, and he stopped in front of Chang Shan. The sword array around his body moved at the same time. The seventeen people were like one person, almost teleporting, completely blocking Feng Xiaoxiao's sight.  She whispered the Buddha's name and said calmly: "The evil emperor is about to run out of oil and lamps, why not just give up. As the master of Cihang Jingzhai, the poor nun guarantees that he will not die after catching a cold." Her words were simple and her expression was simple.  She is quiet and has an easy-going tone, but like the long sword she holds flat, it shoots directly into people's hearts even though it is several feet in the air.  Feng Xiaoxiao raised his brows, smiled and said softly: "That's very well said. It seems that Mr. Feng's only choice is to wait for death." Fan Qinghui said calmly: "The four holy monks set up the Buddhist formation.  Seven Taoist brothers have set up a Tiangang, a poor nun sword formation is here, and there is also a trap of the evil-killing team. What choice does the evil emperor have?" Following her plain but heart-stopping words, Feng Xiaoxiao slowly scanned the surroundings.  Everyone was waiting, and finally their eyes fell on Fan Qinghui's almost immortal jade face. They couldn't help but laugh and said: "If Master Fanzhai doesn't move, he will be gone. If he moves, he will be thundered. Feng really didn't expect that everyone would actually surround and kill the great master."  Ability." A strange and humorous voice declared: "No wonder the evil emperor is sarcastic and resentful. It is indeed a group of old bald nuns and old Taoists who are bullying you. You dare not escape or leave. Please forgive me.  Then." It is Master Daoxin, the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism.  The wisdom master lowered his eyes and said in his heart: "Sin! Sin! This trip is not just an ordinary battle between rivers and lakes. Please forgive me for joining forces with you to keep the donor here." Although the two holy monks said they were sorry,  But his emotions didn't fluctuate at all, and his actions were all for the sake of achieving his ideals without being humane.  Master Jiaxiang suddenly said: "One cannot be the same. The benefactor must not consider time as a gap for recuperation." Venerable Emperor Xin said in a powerful and sonorous voice: "Good! Good! There is a full night in the new moon, and when the human heart is not full,  The sea of ??suffering is boundless, and the end is inevitable. The evil emperor really needs to think slowly before he can understand this fact. " Feng Xiaoxiao immediately said with a smile: "The emperor is still very compassionate, and he is willing to help Feng.  Say it, let me think about it for a moment or two! After all, the dead ear always allows me to reminisce about my life and reminisce about my past." Fan Qinghui sighed: "Everything has its pros and cons, and the evil emperor is a wise man.  You should think about it and understand." Feng Xiaoxiao snorted at her: "Are you trying to say that if I die, it will be beneficial, but if I live, it will be detrimental?" He thought to himself, "You are the cruelest woman, and you can't stop threatening me with Feng Xue.  .¡± Fan Qinghui¡¯s pure and pure jade face did not show any trace of emotion at all, as if she had never heard of it.  Feng Xiaoxiao also stopped making a sound, closed his eyes to rest, and quietly accumulated strength.  The setting sun finally fades and the new moon rises.  Under the light of the new moon, beside the Prancing Horse Bridge, on the top of the restaurant, a graceful and slender woman stood like a ghost. Her clothes were simple and elegant, and her face was hidden deep in the heavy veil.  She watched from a distance as the Xiji Garden fell into a dead silence, her eyes were shining brightly, and she said to herself: "Feng Xiaoxiao, Feng Xiaoxiao, you really provoked Fan Qinghui out of the mountain. Every time she comes out of the mountain, she always  You went on a killing spree. It seems that I, Zhu Yuyan, have no chance to take revenge on you Anyway, let Feng Xue bear the responsibility for both of them alone.Let¡¯s take away people¡¯s sins!  " When she mentioned the wind and snow, a fierce fire ignited in her eerie blue eyes, and she continued to sneer: "Fan Qinghui's sword heart is extremely bright and nearly perfect. It has psychic omens and almost magical powers.  She doesn't fall for tricks. If you try to play any tricks in front of her, she will tell you that you are wrong at the last moment.  " What gradually surprised Zhu Yuyan was that Feng Xiaoxiao had been doing nothing, and Fan Qinghui seemed to let it go without worrying about Feng Xiaoxiao's recovery of skills. Just when she was puzzled, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes, tilted her head and smiled.  : "Master Fan Zhai's patience really surprised Mr. Feng.  " He didn't know that Fan Qinghui was far more surprised than him. " Zhu Yuyan's words were correct. The sword's heart was in a clear state, and there was indeed a good premonition, which was enough for Fan Qinghui to judge when was the best time to take action. But just now Feng Xiaoxiao  It was not the case before the oil ran out, but there was a terrible omen, so she slowed down her offensive and attacked him with words, confusing her mood and looking for flaws. She never thought that she would wait until Feng Xiaoxiao's skills were fully restored, but there was still nothing.  An opportunity can be taken advantage of. Fan Qinghui's heart was filled with ups and downs, but her jade face still did not change at all, and she still said calmly: "Can the evil emperor weigh the pros and cons?  " After all, her side has overwhelming strength. It is not difficult to force Feng Xiaoxiao to the point of exhaustion. However, she has increased her vigilance. This probably means that Feng Xiaoxiao still has a backup plan. Just like Zhu Yuyan's Jade and Stone, she can  When he was in a desperate situation, he turned the situation around. Feng Xiaoxiao held his sword and said with a smile: "Who wants to die if you can live? You might as well fight again."  " He smiled easily, but his heart felt heavy. It had only been a day, and he would not be able to hold on anymore. According to his estimation, it would take at least half a month or even a month for Feng Xue to get out of seclusion, and Fan Qinghui would never do it.  Give him a second chance to regain his breath. The fierce battle started again. In an instant, the moonlight was dark, the sky and the earth were dark, the sword was as bright as a dragon, and the wind was fierce, accompanied by the desolate but majestic sound of the wooden fish, it seemed that a scene in the world was being performed!  The scene is full of joys and sorrows, dreamy and hazy, and murderous intent is hidden everywhere (To be continued.)
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