There was blood in the air, and the burning head rolled on the ground, and there were pools of blood.

The blood was blowing in the air.

Dyed the monk all over.

The white robe, like a white lotus, is not stained with dust. At this moment, it is stained with a large amount of blood.

There are drops of blood on the monk's face and head.

The smile on his face froze.

Puzzled, puzzled.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Luo Hong.

"The benefactor is not satisfied with the monk's answer?"

The white robed monk stares at Luo Hong. The blood on the white robe makes him look like a blood Buddha coming back from hell.

Luo Hong, wearing the mask of evil king, smiles and his silver hair flies.

"I'm not satisfied. You don't understand me."

"He knows me before he dies."

Luo Hong pointed to the flame of Wanyan which separated the body and head.

"You think you know everything, you can see through the world, you can see through the vanity In my opinion, you know nothing. "

"If you want me to put down the butcher's knife, who will put down the butcher's knife for me?"

When I suddenly mention the ancient sword Dijiao, the sword chants continuously, and the blood on it is like a dragon winding.

This ancient sword, which has been silent for a long time, seems to be reviving today.

"Only by cutting the flesh and feeding the eagle can the Buddha realize the Buddhist principles."

"Benefactor, you have Buddha in your heart. Why don't you want to?"

"If you don't want to, why can you realize Buddha in your heart?"

The monk looked at Luo Hong and continued.

"If people are divided into good and bad, does Buddha not distinguish between good and bad?"

Leaning on the ancient sword Dijiao, Luo Hong raised his chin and looked at the monk whose robe was stained with blood.

"If you have Buddha in your heart, even if you go to hell, you can realize Buddha. Even if there are corpses all over the ground and flowers bloom everywhere, you can become Buddha."

Luo Hong's words stunned the monks again.

He didn't seem to dare to look at Luo Hong, and his heart wavered.

He looked at the burning corpse on the ground, as if he didn't understand that Luo Hong could say such Zen words.

Luo Hong talked nonsense, ignoring the monks.

The line of sight moves horizontally, has the oppressive vision, fell to the peach forest outside that several figures.

Wu Meiniang carries a sword box, Xiao Erqi carries two swords, and a smiling Taoist.

These three people give him some inexplicable pressure.

Will they do it?

Under the mask, Luo Hong, smiling like a flower, drags the ancient sword Dijiao and continues to walk.

If someone stops them, kill them.

You want me to be compassionate, then who gives me compassion?

If I don't want to, I'll kill all the flowers.

……

It's on the hillside.

Sitting Wanyan car Gu suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to calm down, but he found that he couldn't.

All of a sudden, he was shocked.

Staring at the palace on the top of the mountain.

Even here, he could feel the strong horizontal Qi burst out in front of the palace on the top of the mountain, and he felt the boiling blood of Wanyan fire.

It's like a fire in the dark, blazing.

It's time to fight!

Not only Wanyan fire, Yuan blind man is also side head, frowning, listening to the battle on the top of the mountain.

And Daping, full of blood, wanyanchegu side, seven bodies neatly arranged, is really very sad.

This time, all the students who came to Jixia Academy will be wiped out in the enrollment examination.

Only Wanyan flame is left. If Wanyan flame is also dead, the king's Court of Jinzhang is really suffering from blood loss this time.

Although they did not send the most evil genius into the enemy country, but These talents are also the pillars of Wang Ting's future.

On Daping, many other gifted caretakers stare at the battle on the top of the mountain with great interest.

Although they can't see clearly, they can feel the strong fluctuation of breath.

All of a sudden, blind yuan suddenly clenched the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Nine swords turn into dragons?"

Blind yuan leaned his head, took a deep breath and said.

Wanyan fire, a face has long been serious like a stone carving.

Under the peach blossom tree, Li Xiuyuan no longer read, rolled up the book, twisted a piece of peach blossom, and looked to the top of the mountain.

The rising and falling of Qi is very clear in the perception of the strong on the hillside.

Finally, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain was depressed, and it seemed that the victory and defeat were separated.

The faces of many guardians are a little strange, because in their perception, Wanyan fire's breath of Qi and blood, like the sun in the sky, is silent and dry

They all looked at the car with banter and sympathy in their eyes.

The geniuses of the golden accounting court It's really miserable.

Wanyan fire's breath dry, only one situation, that is defeated.Even though Luo Hong made a breakthrough in the process of climbing the mountain, the most he could do was seven grade sword repair, seven grade battle and five grade battle, which was still the famous five grade on the Yellow list. In the end, he was defeated by five grade.

When the breath of Wanyan fire is silent.

Wanyanchegu's body began to vibrate slightly.

The next moment, the ancient bow on his back fell into his hands, and in an instant, there were four killing planes on Daping.

The ancient bow of Wanyan car aimed at the top of the mountain.

This change has changed the look of many defenders.

Can't help it at last?!

Whew!

It's an arrow. To everyone's surprise, this arrow It was aimed at Li Xiuyuan.

Heaven and earth are dim at this moment, as if only this terrible arrow is left.

At the moment of shooting this arrow, the ancient body of Wanyan car suddenly swept out, just like a fierce wolf running on the grassland chasing its prey, and several moves rushed into the top of the mountain.

When Li Xiuyuan faced the arrow of Wanyan Chegu, he didn't think of it.

However, eyebrow a pick, softly recite: "gentleman does not stand dangerous wall."

The next moment, there is no movement of his body.

The arrow gradually became soft in front of him, and finally fell to the ground.

At the bottom, many of the guards took a breath of cool air. This understatement is the means to solve the killing move of a master of the golden account king tingtianbang, worthy of being a half step Confucian immortal.

Li Xiuyuan negative hand, blue shirt flying, peach blossom flying overhead.

He looked at Wanyan Chegu, who rushed to the top of the mountain like a wild wolf, and shook his head with a smile.

"Since I'm looking for death, I won't stop it."

Li Xiuyuan whispered.

On the other hand, Zhao Donghan's forehead was sweating.

"Coach yuan, do it quickly! Catch up! The Hu people definitely want to move my son! "

The scar on Zhao Donghan's anxious face was shaking.

Yuan blind man did not neglect.

As soon as the silver gun was swept away, the man and the gun seemed to be in one, turning into a ray of thunder and rushing out to the top of the mountain.

Good opening!

Many of the road guards on Daping are ready to move. They also want to climb to the top of the mountain to watch the battle, but Thinking of the rules of Jixia Academy, I still stay in the middle of the mountain honestly.

Li Xiuyuan took a look at the blind man who was also catching up with him. He didn't worry at all and stepped up the stairs leisurely.

……

On the top of the mountain.

Luo Hong and the monk crossed each other, with their backs opposite.

The wind is light, blowing the monk's robe dyed with blood.

He wiped the blood on his face, his palms closed, and his eyes didn't know when to climb up some blood.

"Benefactor, you are possessed! It's enough to have your father slaughtered alone. Don't have to kill another villain. "

Monks are humane.

"I wish to help you."

As the words fall, the white robes of monks with blood are flying, and the Buddhist scriptures are recited in their mouths, with a faint light of Buddha surging.

Luo Hong, with his back to the monk, rubbed his silver hair and turned his mouth.

"What is it to do with you?"

Words fall.

The monk and Luo Hong turned around at the same time, their eyes looking at each other.

The monk has a solemn face. As a little Vajra of Wupin Buddhism, he has extraordinary power.

The whole treasure phase is solemn and the Dharma phase emerges.

Want to impact Luo Hong's mind.

However

Luo Hong was wearing a half mask, leaning on his sword, raising his chin, his nostrils towards him, and a look in his eyes.

The appearance of thousand hand evil Buddha Dharma appeared after the mask was enlarged.

There are hundreds of hands on the back of Buddha.

It seems that two Buddhas are discussing Zen, Sanskrit is surging, and heaven and earth are full of Buddha light.

The next moment.

The monk's Dharma form was crushed to pieces. The white robed monk was pale and mentally damaged. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered back and sat down on the ground.

But compared with the mental damage, his mental impact is more serious.

Some people doubt life.

He is devout to the Buddha. Why is the Buddha in his heart no better than a murderous villain?!

Is his Buddha wrong?

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