If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

   Chapter 150 Jianguang rushes to bullfight, drinking snow to kill fire

  The peaks are disturbed by the high clouds, and the fog is heavy!

  More than 20 silver peaks are staggered in the clouds and fog, and because of the wind and snow, neither the cloud peaks nor the cloud peaks can be seen.

  The place where Mr. Four usually practiced swords.

  A woman wearing a fine brocade robe of Yunyan and wearing a blue long sword on her waist, frowning tightly, staring at the trivial words in the silver peak.

  The font of the text is not very good, and even many places have ugly appearances, so it is not a good character.

   But even so.

  The woman did not take her eyes off her, even if the heavy snow hit and the howling wind never let her look away.

   "Nan Heyu, you have been here for several days, is it just to read these words?"

   On the edge of the mountain peak and cliff behind Nan Heyu, there is another person in purple clothes. He never went to see Nan Heyu, but just looked down at the fog cover of the cloud mountain under the cliff.

   She had a slender waist tied, and there was a star mark in the middle of the belt. Listening to the voice, she should also be a woman.

   What's special is that the woman's face is covered with a white mask. On the white mask, a few brilliance can be seen faintly embellishing it. At a cursory glance, it looks like stars embellished in the blue sky.

   "When are you willing to discuss with me?" The masked woman fluttered in purple clothes, and the wind and snow did not dare to approach her three feet.

  Nan Heyu was silent.

   In fact, the mask-wearing general came to look for her to learn how to learn, but it only took four or five days.

   In the eyes of General Holding Xing, Nan Heyu has been lingering in front of this ice peak for four or five days, looking at these words, but not responding to her competition.

But in fact, ever since Lu Jing wrote his essays under the Misty Rain Bridge and cut out that dazzling sword, and his sixth uncle told him that Lu Jing's swordsmanship came from this ice peak, she has come here every day. I want to see what kind of wonderful swordsmanship these ordinary words contain.

   Up to now, it has been more than a month, and this is the case every day of the month.

   "General, if I put it in the past, I will compete with you, but now I feel that my sword heart is unstable, and even if I learn from you, I will not be able to exert the subtleties of wind and rain sword qi."

The Qianxiu Shui on Nan Heyu's waist was silent, without the slightest vigour of the sword, her eyes still fell on the many swords and inks of Mr. Four, and said to the general holding the star behind her: "It is not prosperous, Why does General Xing insist on competing with me?"

  General Holding Star's face was covered by the white star mask, so she couldn't see her appearance, and she couldn't see her appearance at the moment.

   Hearing what Nan Heyu said, General Chixing turned his head and followed Nan Heyu's eyes: "Nan Heyu, I saw you two years ago at the foot of Taihang Mountain.

   At that time, although you were taciturn, the long sword around your waist whispered softly, but you were brewing with unparalleled confidence.

   You are the arrogance of the world's swordsmanship. From the moment you held the sword, there was sword energy lingering in the primordial spirit that has not yet been sensed!

   I didn't expect that in a year or two, your cultivation will become more and more tyrannical, and that firm sword heart will become unstable. This is a strange thing. "

  General Chixing's voice was indifferent and commented on Nan Heyu.

  But Nan Heyu lowered his head to think for a moment, but did not refute General Chixing's words, but nodded slowly and said, "Maybe for me, this is not a bad thing."

  General Chihsing didn't say much, and just like Nanheyu, his eyes were fixed on the sword-like words on the ice peak.

   "These are just the homework of the fourth gentleman. You say that your swordsman is unstable. You come here every day to see this ice peak. Is there a way to make your swordsman more stable?"

  Nan Heyu looked at Bingfeng's words in a trance, and after a long time, she actually sighed deeply.

   "A long time ago, before someone brought me to this Bingfeng, let me take a look at the general sword energy contained in Bingfeng's words.

   is just my feathered sword heart, but I have never gained anything.

   At that time, I was as confident as the general said. I just thought that if I couldn't see it, then there must be no general sword energy in this Bingfeng text. "

  General Hoshito didn't interrupt, just listened carefully.

   Immediately, Nan Heyu's cold face showed a bit of self-deprecation.

   "But later, someone got a sword qi that was terrifyingly flaming and flaming to the sky from it. Although there is only such a sword, it is even more subtle and profound than the wind and rain sword qi that I have practiced for a long time."

   "The flames are terrifying, flamboyant and flaming..." The more hesitant the general star held, the more he thought of a young man who was famous in Taixuanjing not long ago.

   "Is that Lu Jing who slayed evil spirits under the Misty Rain Bridge?"

  Xing-chi general's tone also brought some playfulness: "Nan Heyu, you are strange, that Lu Jing was originally going to join the Nanfuzhong.

   At that time, the rumors in the Taixuan Beijing, the master of the Lu family, and even you, the world-renowned swordsman, were reluctant to let Lu Jing pass the door. There are many reasons for this. "

   "I didn't expect that until now, Lu Jing summoned the beast to see the emperor, and fulfilled your wish. He never entered the gate of Nanfu. I didn't expect you to be much more interested in him now?"

  Nan Heyu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that evening, she followed Lu Jing all the way, and saw with her own eyes the scene of Lu Jing facing the doubts of so many people, calling himself a wild man, and killing people with a knife for the sake of justice in his mouth.

   Many thoughts are fleeting.

She shook her head lightly and said, "I'm only interested in this heroic sword spirit on Bingfeng. The wind and rain sword energy nourishes my sword spirit, but it also becomes the bottleneck of my sword spirit. Since there is a fierce sword spirit in this Bingfeng, Maybe break my bottleneck."

  General Chixing raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

   The two only said these few words, and General Chixing already knew that the Primordial Spirit competition was hopeless, and was about to turn around and leave.

   Another gust of wind howled, blowing through the gap between the two mountain peaks, turning into a turbulent flow and pouring into the front of the ice peak.

  In the open space in front of the ice peak, thousands of piles of snow rolled up.

  Many texts covered by ice and snow have become clearer.

   At the same time, the snowflakes accumulated on the tip of the ice peak were also blown away.

   Holding a glance out of the corner of General Xing's eyes, the eyes covered by the mask suddenly became much more serious.

   "These two lines of text..."

   Nan Heyu, who was in front of Bingfeng, naturally saw the few lines of words that were covered by snowflakes, and now finally revealed their true face.

  General Chixing looked at the few lines of cursive script and said with emotion: "Even if the fourth gentleman is unparalleled in the world, when it comes to calligraphy, he is still far behind.

   I don't know who wrote these lines. The brush and ink float like a dragon, and it is like a dragon. Even if you don't know much about calligraphy, you can see that the author's brush and ink are extraordinary. "

   The purple robe of the general holding the star fluttered, and his thoughts were surging.

   But in Nan Heyu not far away, the moment he saw these lines of words, he immediately froze in place.

   "Seeing the cold in Haoge's frenzy, seeing the world in the sky!

   Seeing nothing in all ordinary eyes, and being saved in hopeless! "

   There are four lines of words in Nan Heyu's eyes, but each word seems to contain a mighty spirit.

  All kinds of spirits are built here, just like the great sun shining up in the sky in a painting, not only reflecting on the world, but also on the sky.

   It is full of despair, but despair is shattered in an instant, turning into hope in nothing, which is endless.

   so that everything can be saved!

   "This sword energy..."

  Nan Heyu's eyes flickered, she thought for a while, and gently raised her fingertips.

   The fingertips moved lightly, and the energy flowed, as if there were two or three wisps of clouds and mists, and the breeze lingered on his fingers innumerably, and when the fingers moved, they instantly turned into a sword energy of the void, falling on the four lines of text.

  chi!

  The weak wind and rain sword energy is like a breeze blowing over the ice peak.

  General Chixing was puzzled by Nan Heyu's actions.

  In an instant!

   I saw the four lines of text, but in an instant, a dazzling brilliance shone, like a great sun rising in the east, illuminating the light, shining on the wind, rain and sword energy transformed by the clouds and the breeze.

  The wind and rain sword qi completely turned into nothingness and disappeared in just an instant.

   And that line of text remains the same, independent in the wind and snow!

   The eyes of General Chixing gleamed. She was strong, but she didn't know the way of swordsmanship, but she also knew how wonderful these four sentences were.

   "See the cold when Haoge is crazy, and see the world in the sky!"

   "In just two sentences, you have the arrogance of standing on the clouds, but I don't know who wrote it."

  The eyes of General Shixing were full of interest.

  Nan Heyu was silent for a while, and said, "This is Lu Jing's calligraphy. Every stroke and every painting has sword energy."

General Chixing reacted immediately, she read these four words carefully again, and then nodded: "No wonder Lu Jing's name is so popular recently, and he doesn't say anything else, only these words, the sword in the words. Aw, really admirable.

  Since I have come to visit you, perhaps you should visit the young gentleman in the future. "

  General Chixing said here, and said with some teasing: "Such a genius, if he enters the Nanfu, even for the Guogongfu, it will be a blessing, but..."

Nan Heyu frowned and interrupted him: "She Yu, since you became the general with the star and took charge of Su Xuanwei, the relationship between you and me has become more and more serious, and you have become more mean. You are here. I don't want to see you again."

  Nan Heyu's tone was rather helpless.

General   Chixing was not angry either, and smiled: "In any case, I will go to meet the kendo geniuses in Xuandu for a while. Even if I don't practice swords, I have to take a look at the swordsmanship that many kendo people have brewed."

   Nan Heyu's brows stretched, still staring at Lu Jing's words, but with some advice in his tone: "Why do you need to be involved too much in the matter between the prince and the seventh prince?

  You don't practice swordsmanship, but you want to go to the hall to try and fight for the rain-calling sword, and you won it by relying on your superb cultivation, so what can you do? "

  General Chixing disagreed and said with a smile: "Nan Heyu, I want to be five or six years older than you, I still remember when you were young, you always followed me and called me sister, ten years passed in a blink of an eye...

  However, now you only remember that I am the general holding a star, but you don’t remember that my grandfather was once made by Xuandu Liang, and you don’t remember that I was able to forge iron into a sword when I was young! "

   "Although I don't know the way of swordsmanship, I am quite interested in the two swords, Hu Feng and Hu Yu, born in the sea of ​​​​yang tribulation.

   I want to take a closer look at the difference between the third-grade treasures born in the world and the third-grade treasures that were forged. "

   Nan Heyu did not want to persuade any more after hearing this, and stopped speaking.

  General Holding Star obviously wanted to tease Nan Heyu.

   "Today is just a spare time. Since you don't want me to see your sword qi, then I will go to your husband... who ran away halfway..."

   Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stopped talking.

   Instead, he looked towards the side of the cliff where the clouds and mist were fraying.

  Nan Heyu is also aware, the same is true.

   After a few breaths, Nan Heyu and General Chixing looked at each other.

   I saw General Star Holding stretch out a finger, pointing to the void.

  The star general became famous in the world with the formation of the stars. The three stars lingered in the shadows, and the rays of light were connected to each other, covering the nothingness and completely covering their breath.

   A few short moments passed.

  Nan Heyu and General Holding Star stood on the edge of the cliff and watched from afar.

  If it were someone else, in this snowstorm, in the sea of ​​clouds among the many peaks, there would be nothing to see.

   But these two strong men can clearly see that they are not far away.

   A Buddhist flag was spread out, and the void was vaguely interesting. Suddenly, another monk with bare feet gathered his vitality, stepped on the void, and came here.

   "It turned out to be a cultivator of the Shenhuo Void Realm."

General   Chixing fascinated his eyes: "I haven't seen him before, and I already felt a faint murderous aura. This mysterious monk... seems to be here to kill."

  Nan Heyu showed approval and said, "There is also a hidden Buddha flag... This bhikkhu is covering his body and traveling up and down to see if there are any living beings around."

   Holding Xing General with his hands on his back, the stars on the white mask are flowing slowly: "It seems that things are calm in Taixuanjing, but in fact, I don't know how much filth is hidden.

   But...the cultivator of the Shenhuo Void Realm is already a strong man. These cultivators came to kill, and I don't know who they want to kill. "

   Nan Heyu and General Holding Star just stared into the distance.

   And that bhikkhu never thought that Jiaoshenshan was the most secluded place, and there were not many monsters and beasts entrenched in it, but there were still two famous women in Taixuanjing.

   Time has passed two quarters of an hour.

  Nan Heyu's expression suddenly changed, and he looked somewhere down the valley. The same was true of General Holding Star.

   But in the wind and rain, a stream of sun and moon came quickly and landed on a small hill.

   The two looked at each other.

   The streamer just now was a sword light.

  A young man stepped down from the sword light, with a splendid appearance, a body like a luxuriant spring pine tree, and a handsome face.

   At the same time, he stood in the snow at will, with an unspeakable temperament flowing out, as if the snow, many towering peaks, and even the vast Jiao Shenshan, everything in the mountain became the foil for this young man.

  Sacred Jade is Bone...That's about it.

"This young man is really brilliant..." General Chi Xing made no secret of his praise, and immediately became a little puzzled: "I don't know where this young man is, he went to Taixuanjing from the other end of Jiao Shenshan, and he should be entering the city. ...I don't know if the famous Zhenwu Mountain Emperor and Northern Qin's son...are so outstanding."

   Nan Heyu sighed inwardly when he saw General Hing Xing's eyes, fell motionless on the boy.

   "Your faults since childhood have never been corrected." Nan Heyu said.

  General Chixing didn't care: "Everyone likes beautiful things, but I prefer these handsome young men, just to appreciate them from a distance, so what's the problem?

  Nan Heyu, don't you think this young man is really handsome and has an unspeakable temperament? "

  Nan Heyu originally wanted to introduce, and told General Jixing that this young man was Lu Jing, the man in the bookstore they mentioned.

   But because of General Jixing's words, Nan Heyu became inexplicably irritable and didn't want to say more.

   There were more doubts in her brows and eyes.

   "There is no need to guess anything, the monk with the Yinfo flag came for this young man.

   This boy deserves such a big fight. "

  General Xing looked at the black wooden sword that had turned into a streamer and fell into Lu Jing's hands, and said softly.

  Nan Heyu didn't think about anything. With a thought, Qian Xiushui immediately unsheathed, and hundreds of sword lights like rippling water waves were suspended behind Nan Heyu.

  General Chixing frowned when he saw Nan Heyu's actions: "I don't know which forces are fighting over this matter, and you want to intervene rashly?"

   At this time, the three starlights lingered around Bingfeng, and no one had ever sensed Nan Heyu's sword energy.

  Nan Heyu didn't say a word, just stared at the young man in the distance.

   is also at this time.

   The young man in the distance spoke up.

   And the bhikkhu who ignited the first level of divine fire had also appeared and saluted the young man.

   Immediately afterwards, the Buddha flag lingered, isolating the fluctuation of vitality, and the magical powers worked!

   The general holding the star cultivated a supernatural power of the star eye, and he could see it very clearly, but he could no longer perceive the fluctuation of vitality at the moment of the Buddhist flag.

  Nan Heyu has never practiced such divine powers. Yuanshen gathers vitality and frantically blesses her eyes, so she can only see the real thing.

   "Lu Jing?"

   At this time, General Hing Xing had heard a few words of conversation between the young man and Dazhi monk, and his expression couldn't help but be a little stunned.

   "This boy is Lu Jing?"

   Her spiritual thoughts flashed: "When I think about it, it fits all the characteristics I've heard. It's just because he came from outside, I never guessed Lu Jing."

   "However...why does he have so many cracks in his Primordial Spirit? It seems that his Primordial Spirit has already suffered a great loss, and he is not far from death, but the brilliance that blooms can be so bright, and his vitality is so vigorous."

   Not only the general holding the star, but Nan Heyu's eyes are also full of doubts.

   "No wonder you want to shoot."

  General Chixing looked at Nan Heyu, and his spiritual thoughts flowed: "This Lu Jing's luck is not bad, if you and I were not here, a cultivator of Shenhuo intercepted him, even if he had ten lives, he would die here."

  Nan Heyu didn't talk, just took a step forward.

   Holding the mask on General Star's face, the star's rays of light flow.

   The two of them are going to make a move.

   But at this moment.

   Nan Heyu and General Holding Xing's spirits ignited a little bit of fire, and there was a hint of... horrified in their expressions!

   The two no longer continue to move forward, but continue to look into the distance!

  —

The realm of    Shenhuo is the sixth realm of the primordial spirit.

   But this kind of realm is longer than the previous five-layer realm, and it is also more powerful.

   In front of the great monk, he stood in the void, locked the void with a Buddha flag, and on the Buddha bead in his hand, a surging divine fire was burning.

   Unimaginable pressure fell on Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing's body became extremely heavy...

  Senyan's killing intent is like wisps of sword light, overwhelming divine fire, mixed with a Buddha's supernatural power, as if shouting in Lu Jing's ear.

   "May the gentleman not enter the infernal hell!"

   "May the gentleman not enter the infernal hell!"

   "May the gentleman not enter the infernal hell!"

  …

   One after another distorted voice, as if the monk who had attained the Tao was preaching the Dharma by Lu Jing's ears.

   Reflected by the Buddha Dharma, Lu Jing only felt that the surroundings of his body had turned into an endless abyss.

   And he... became a member of the evildoer!

   Just a moment.

  Lu Jing Yuanshen has already been suppressed by the mighty divine fire, if his Yuanshen is suppressed in this way, the real palace will continue to collapse.

   "May I not enter the Infernal Hell."

  Lu Jingyuanshen whispered softly, the hand holding the sword was constantly shaking.

   At this time, time has only passed for a brief moment.

   Dazhi monk in the sky recited the Buddhist scriptures, holding the rosary with one hand and pressing down gently with the other hand!

   "The Great Thousand Buddha Seal!"

  Boom!

  The bursting Buddha's light burst out from his hand, and behind the bhikkhu as large as a monk could see an angry-looking Buddha looming, also sticking out his palm and suppressing it towards Lu Jing.

   This Buddhist monk in the virtual realm of divine fire will burn with divine fire as soon as he makes a move, and he will kill with all his strength. As soon as he makes a move, he will have all the vitality lingering in his own real palace and divine fire.

   He wants to kill Lu Jing in an instant!

   Don't let Lu Jing have the slightest chance to breathe!

   And that seems to be the case.

  Lu Jing was suppressed by the unimaginable power of the divine fire.

  The domineering primordial spirit is like suppressing the demons in the dark abyss, completely suppressing Lu Jing's primordial spirit.

   And the big thousand Buddha seals pressed away, the wind and snow melted, and the spirit was at its peak.

   Once this Buddha seal falls on Lu Jing, it will only take a moment...

  Lu Jing is a dead body.

   But at this moment, Lu Jing was motionless, standing still, and was captured by the great monk!

   blizzard roars.

   Magical powers reflect to wash.

   And the great monk struck out a Buddha seal, so he stopped looking at Lu Jing, put his hands together, and recited...

   "Amitabha!"

The tone of    is full of regret, but it also seems to be saving the dead.

  The mountains roared, and the wind and snow covered Lu Jing's figure.

   And when the great monks realize that they are infallible.

   But I saw…

   Where the wind and snow filled the air, a snow-white sword light flew up, galloping like lightning, and it was unparalleled!

   That sword light was as clear as glass, several dozen meters long!

   There are thunders intertwined, if the real dragon rises and falls, the python swallows the thunder.

   This sword light is enough to shake the mountains, like a white rainbow, swallowing up the flying snowflakes in an instant.

   Snowflakes are flying.

   revealed Lu Jing's figure.

   At this moment, behind Lu Jingyuan's spirit, a large sacred plate of the Great Ming King Yantian is vaguely visible, reciting scriptures in a low voice.

   When the scriptures passed, the body of King Daming became tall and gigantic. Wherever the sound of scripture chanting passed, the abyss and the sound of transcending Buddha disappeared from Lu Jing's mind in an instant.

   And that sword energy just now, easily cut through the cloud and mist, and cut it on top of the Great Thousand Buddha Seal.

   The Great Thousand Buddha Seal was shocked.

   Lu Jing, whose appearance can be said to be flawless, whispered softly in his heart: "Fourth gentleman, this sword light of yours is used to cut off fake monks who came with evil thoughts, okay?"

  —This young swordsman from the realm of Huazhenzhengong holds a sword again...

   Swipe lightly!

   For a while, the wind is surging!

   The black sandalwood sword in Lu Jing's hand erupted with great brilliance.

   A bright and upright sword energy, as brilliant as the sun and the moon, pierced through the void, was as white and flawless as glass, and spread out like a galaxy.

   A kind of sword light with a righteousness to the extreme, ascending the sky...

   Like a river flowing into the sea!

   Like a bullfight!

  The Bhikkhu, who was saluting just now, still stood up straight, and it was too late to be surprised.

  The sky and the earth, illuminated by that terrifying energy, were blazing white.

   "What kind of sword energy is this..."

   So big that the monk's spiritual sense flashed, and his eyes suddenly widened.

   "When the sword energy falls, the monk will die!"

   The bhikkhu's spiritual sense surged, reflecting the void, and a flesh puppet that was dormant in the void suddenly lit up with a fierce light in his eyes.

   Between the distortions of the void, a slaughtering puppet burst out of the cloud and landed straight in front of the Dazhi monk.

The Qi and blood of this slaughtering puppet are equally brilliant. In the faint, there is a divine appearance behind him. The bursting Qi and blood, the strength of the sky, the starlight is faintly visible in the pores of the whole body, and the blood flowing in the blood vessels, every drop is full of vitality. It also contains infinite power.

  Slaughter Puppet is more than ten feet tall.

   His complexion was ashen, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes. He waved his big hand down, and he was about to hit the glass-like sword light!

   Sword light flashed.

  Lu Jing held his sword forward and said softly, "Zhu Yaoluo!"

   It was like a thunder blast in the sky, and a statue of a three-eyed stone man headed towards the sky, becoming so huge in the blink of an eye.

   Zhuo Yaoluo also shone with brilliance, scorching his brilliance.

   This three-eyed stone man showed his true body and punched the slaughtering puppet!

  The body of the stone man is like a mountain swaying, and the dark clouds in the sky are completely blown away by the surging energy.

  The tidal wave of vitality turned into a vortex of convolution, but was covered by the Buddhist flag and fluctuated.

   But at the moment, Zhuo Yaoluo is like a **** who descended from the sky, his body is extremely tall, he slaughtered the puppet below, and punched him fiercely.

  Slaughter Puppet grabbed the sword energy slashed by Lu Jing with his right hand, his left hand became a palm, his face was stiff and he fought Yao Luo's earth-shattering circle.

  The mountains roared.

  Slaughter Puppet and Zhuo Yaoluo, the two powerful gods, collided at this point. The unimaginable qi and blood were like countless rivers rushing through, and they were like thunderclouds, brilliance and brilliance!

  Crack!

  Yaoluo slammed down with a punch, as if thunder exploded in the void, and the slaughtering puppet's whole body suddenly stagnated.

  chi!

   At this moment, the glazed sword energy left by Mr. Four in the black sandalwood sword, with light and brilliance, slashed at the side of Slaughter Puppet.

The    sword light seemed to have a spirit, tearing the skin of the slaughtering puppet, smashing the flesh in an instant, and beheading the big monk behind the slaughtering puppet's body.

   "This kind of grand sword intent must not be forced!"

   As big as the monks put their hands together, a lot of energy from heaven and earth rolled in and condensed into a five-colored Foshan.

  The five-color Foshan is extremely powerful, blocking the glass sword energy.

  Kang!

   Sword Qi swept across, and the five-color Foshan was abruptly penetrated by the glass sword Qi, dispersing into diffuse vitality.

  The monk was still retreating rapidly, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that he didn't know when he was beside him...

   There is an extra Buddha-light haunting... Vajra Dharma Body.

   Brahma's Vajra body was more than three feet tall, and he threw a big fist and hit the great monk beside him.

   As big as the bhikkhu's spiritual sense moved slightly, the divine fire burned, and the vajra body was burnt out in an instant.

   "It's enough to stop you for a moment."

  Lu Jing was expressionless and moved forward step by step.

   And because of the instant obstruction of the Brahma Sun Dharma Body, the glazed sword light has passed through many distances and landed directly on the body of the great monk!

  锵.

   With just one sword, the sword light blooms and the sword energy splashes everywhere!

   Sword Intent hurried, swept straight!

"Do not!"

  The monk felt the unbearable pain coming, and the sword energy went straight into his primordial spirit.

   In just a short moment, he had already cut off the divine fire on his primordial spirit.

   The first-level divine fire went out.

   So big that the monk's primordial spirit was sluggish, and his face was hideous, as if he was in extreme pain.

   And the glazed sword light faced a puppet-killer block of the first phase of the gods, and faced the many supernatural powers of a god-fire cultivator, even if it consumed a lot, it still cut off the primordial gods and gods of the great monks!

   In front of Bingfeng.

  General Chixing frowned: "There is actually a Slaughter Puppet hiding, if the Slaughter Puppet is not a dead thing, you and I are afraid that he has already seen through it.

   And... Lu Jingfang's sword energy... is really too appalling, even if it's not his own sword energy, his cultivation level can communicate and control this kind of sword light! "

  Nan Heyu is still immersed in the sword light that shines on this world like a halo of glass.

   "I've cultivated a divine fire, but I don't dare to claim that I can activate this mysterious sword light so easily..."

  Nan Heyu felt that he could not see through the boy walking in the snow.

  General Star Holding laughed out loud, with vitality surging on his body and starlight appearing on his mask.

   Nan Heyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

  General Chixing gave Nan Heyu a strange look and said, "Just now you have decided to take action. If you don't take action to save Lu Jing at this time, when will you wait?"

"That splendid sword qi, like colored glass, was blocked by that god-like slaughtering puppet. Although he cut off the monk's divine fire, he is still a divine fire cultivator. Even without divine fire, he still has a strong vitality, which is more than the usual peak of true transformation. even stronger."

   If we don't take action, Lu Jingyuan is injured, and he is far from reaching the peak of True Transformation. Isn't he going to be beaten to death? "

  Nan Heyu remained motionless, shook his head and said, "Lu Jing...may be able to beat him, we don't need to go ahead and do such a favor."

  General Chixing was taken aback and asked, "You know Lu Jing, and there are other strong swordsmen?"

  Nan Heyu shook his head: "Maybe it's enough to rely on his sword qi."

  General Chihsing looked at Lu Jing again: "Although he is an extraordinary genius, he wants to beat this monk..."

   She didn't finish her words.

   Lu Jing, who was walking in the snow, looked up at the sky.

  There are no stars or moons in the sky, and the sun is covered by thick clouds and mist.

   But Lu Jing clearly saw that there was a fighting star shining brightly in the sky, on which a star official descended the destiny, and the invisible star shone on him.

   Between moments.

   Lu Jing's body was wrapped in a force of vitality, and he was suspended in the air.

   He moved forward step by step.

   Under his feet, there were blossoming lotus flowers in full bloom, dragging his body.

  The black sandalwood sword roared beside Lu Jing, and it turned into a streamer and flew freely.

   He grows lotus at every step, and when his feet land on the lotus of vitality, there is still a sound of vitality whistling.

  Huh…

   Eight steps in a row.

   Eight kinds of syllables rang out in the ears of the great monk!

   The eight sounds of knocking the gods attacked the primordial spirit in the real palace of the monks.

  Under the mysterious supernatural power, his Primordial Spirit could not help but tremble slightly.

   Between a tremble.

   Lu Jing's mind moved, and the black sandalwood sword instantly burst into a scorching sun-like brilliance, turning into a streamer, stabbing the right hand of the monk holding the Buddha bead.

   "Donor, you are also motivated to kill."

  The bhikkhu endured the pain, the Buddha's light flashed in his eyes, full of compassion, but the primordial spirit appeared in the back of his head, extremely angry, and said to Lu Jing: "Kill!"

   Kill the word!

  The vitality swarmed from all directions, first turned into Buddha light, and then turned into light needles, facing Lu Jingxuan sandalwood sword.

   The primordial spirit that Lu Jing sat in the real palace had condensed and sealed in an instant, and the thick primordial qi flowed out continuously, turning into wind and thunder.

  The wind and thunder are like a big net, the net captures the heaven and the earth, and it also captures the needles of light.

   And Lu Jing was still moving forward.

   The Brahma Dharma body was condensed in front of him and pointed from a distance.

   "Edict!"

   Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts flickered, and he had taken control of the Brahma Sun Dharma Body, walking on the clouds, running through the heavens and the earth, and heading towards the great monk.

   The bhikkhu Yuanshen blew lightly, blowing a purgatory wind, blocking the way of the Brahma Dharma body.

   Brahma's Dharma body slowed down and opened the way forward.

   And Lu Jing walked all the way on the lotus flower.

   Fuguang sword qi gave a startling glance, and smashed many Buddha needles around!

  The mysterious sword intent is endless, and it also means compassion for the world.

   General Star Holding in the distance couldn't help but take a deep breath and glanced at Nan Heyu.

  Nan Heyu's eyes were fixed.

   The light sword is surging forward!

  The Bhikkhu gritted his teeth, the thread of the bead in his hand was broken, and one hundred and eight beads were hanging in the air, protecting the real body of the Bhikkhu.

  The collision of light and sword energy…

   burst together with the one hundred and eight Buddha beads!

   At this moment, Lu Jing revealed his primordial spirit.

   So big that a monk can clearly see that in the realm of Lu Jingzhengong, the Yuanshen is actually three feet tall, and the soaring vitality lingers in his real palace, making him, a Buddhist, shudder.

   "The realm of the real palace...these primordial spirits were raised!"

   The bhikkhu felt a sense of it, but he saw Lu Jing approaching alone, only ten feet away from him.

   Brahma's Dharma body was already up and down, stepping down on him.

   The bhikkhu flicked his eyebrows, and the real palace suddenly shone with light, and a drop of blood appeared between his eyebrows.

   The blood turned into a blood-colored light, completely covering the whole body of the monk.

In the distance, Nan Heyu seemed to have seen these kinds of blood instruments, and whispered: "This is the essence and blood of the eminent monk, just recite the Buddhist Dharma of the eminent monk, the precious light of the blood essence can isolate the vitality, and it can also isolate a little qi and blood. Protect the soul and body of the chanter."

General   Chixing understood: "This monk is trying to use this blood essence to delay time and restore some divine fire..."

   She didn't finish her words.

   But seeing Lu Jing who was already close, he never used the slightest energy again.

   He reached forward, but there was a long knife in his hand.

  Nan Heyu's complexion suddenly changed: "Brother Xuehu's...drinking snow knife?"

   At this moment, Lu Jing has stepped within seven steps of a monk.

   He drank the snow knife backwards and took a few steps forward.

   The Snow Drinking Knife, which weighed 300 catties, was easily picked up by him.

   The great monk who was chanting the Dharma had a warning sign in his heart.

   He looked up suddenly.

   But he saw Lu Jing's expressionless face, holding a knife in both hands...

  The majestic qi and blood brought violent energy and madly poured into the snow-drinking knife.

  The long knife weighed more than ten thousand catties in an instant.

  Lu Jing waved down.

   "May the bhikkhus not enter the endless hell."

   The snow-drinking knife fell!

   The blood smashed the golden light and fell on the body of the big monk with wide eyes...

   Hot blood splattered.

   A divine fire monk died!

   There is no controller.

  The Buddha flag in the sky suddenly lost its brilliance and fell from the sky.

   At this moment, the two gods were fighting, and the turbulent turbulent qi and blood fluctuations instantly alerted many strong people far away from Taixuan Beijing.

   For a time, the spiritual thoughts of many prosperous and powerful people crossed a long distance and landed here.

  Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, as if he had never sensed those spiritual thoughts.

   He stepped forward and took a few steps, dragged up the corpse of the big monk, ignored the supernatural powers that came from Taixuanjing, came to suppress the puppet-slaughtering one after another, and headed towards Taixuanjing.

   "Lu Jing...what are you going to do?"

  Nan Heyu watched Lu Jing drag his body and guessed something in his heart.

  General Chixing also looked at Lu Jing, who had a calm expression and no anger in his eyes.

   "Someone wants to kill him, he wants to drag the body to Taixuanjing and let the adults do justice for him?"

   General Chixing guessed like this, and then shook his head again and said: "There is no evidence, no one will admit it, and the adults are afraid that they can't be the master."

   Nan Heyu suddenly felt Lu Jing's previous actions, and subconsciously said, "Maybe... Lu Jing doesn't need adults to decide for him."

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