In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

"Boy, don't say that my Pure Land Temple is overbearing. Why did you kill my disciples without giving you a chance to explain?"

Faxun saw that Jian Shengchun seemed to want to save Bai Wu, and his expression was gloomy.

"You really don't know the reason?"

Bai Wu stretched out his hand and spread it forward. Six flying swords floated in the air, emitting sword energy as if they were about to fly towards Fa Xun in the next second.

Faxun's pupils shrank and he subconsciously glanced at Yuanku beside him.

Didn’t these flying swords lose their spirituality? Why did they recover again?

"Pure Land Temple is such a pure land. You are plotting to take my brothers' flying swords and use them to refine swords for your Pure Land Temple, and to take away the spiritual power of my brothers' flying swords."

Bai Wu finally sat up and looked at Yuan Ku with squinted eyes.

He felt a fierce sword intent within this man's body.

The sword intent is full of the intention of fighting and plundering.

The spiritual power of the eldest senior brother's Wind and Thunder Sword was severely damaged, probably because it was taken away by this sword.

There are few disciples in Jianshou Peak, but the flying swords they refine are of unparalleled quality. It is natural for Jingtu Temple to set its sights on Jianshou Peak.

All the flying swords of the senior brothers were collected by the Pure Land Temple to nourish this sword, and their spirituality was completely plundered.

Hearing Bai Wu's words, Fa Xun's eyes widened, realizing that Bai Wu had already known about their Pure Land Temple's actions. He immediately took action, dodged and slapped Bai Wu on the head.

As long as there is no evidence, right and wrong doesn’t matter!

"Boy, you dare to slander my Pure Land Temple when you are about to die, die!"

He shouted loudly!

"Hey, don't!"

Jian Shengchun stretched out a hand to stop him, but it was too late.

Bai Wu opened his mouth and spit out a bamboo sword.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth turned white!

Fa Xun flew over, the high-ranking members of the sect who were standing still, and the large number of cultivators who were flying in the air to eat melons...

Whether it is a second-level cultivator, a third-level cultivator, or a major sect...

Everyone's senses were forced to be blocked, and they could only watch the sword intent rising from the bamboo sword spit out by the young man!

This sword intent was so domineering and unparalleled that it forced everyone to only see this sword.

A sword energy swung out from the bamboo sword and touched Fa Xun who seemed to be still in the air, then soared into the sky and slashed towards the sky.

Milliseconds,

Faxun's body was reduced to ashes piece by piece and dissipated in the air.

The entire world around seemed to be under a great silence.

No one dared to blink as they looked at the young man who was still sitting on the chair.

The elder of the Vinaya Hall of Pure Land Temple just disappeared like that?

Was this a bit of a hasty death?

No, no, if we put them on top of the sword energy, it wouldn’t be much better.

If the sword energy was a little off...

A sentence suddenly appeared in someone's mind:

Under this sword, all beings are equal!

Whether it is a human or a ghost, one person or a group, all it takes is one sword.

"Ugh!"

With a long sigh, Jian Shengchun broke the suffocating silence. His tone seemed to be regretful but actually contained a hint of ridicule:

"I've already told you to cherish your life! Why didn't Elder Faxun listen?"

After hearing what he said, everyone present understood that Jian Shengchun's previous dissuasion was not to save Bai Wu's life, but to save Fa Xun's!

"this......"

Some people wanted to say something but stopped themselves, stunned and speechless.

This young man's strength is a bit unreasonable.

"Do you know the little junior brother that the disciples of Jianshou Peak had high hopes for but never showed up?"

Jian Shengchun took the initiative to clarify the doubts for everyone.

"This Bai Wu is the junior brother from back then?"

Someone reacted immediately.

Everyone was stunned.

When the Wind and Thunder Sword Master was surrounded, the disciples of Jianshou Peak did not panic at all, because their junior brother was not there, and the inheritance of Jianshou Peak would not be cut off.

This matter was spread for a long time by the monks who participated in that battle.

Everyone was wondering how talented this junior brother was.

Now they have seen it.

He could destroy three realms with one sword, and he was a veteran cultivator who had entered the three realms for decades. This talent was worthy of the trust of Wind and Thunder Sword Lord and others, and it was even a little too exaggerated!

All the monks who came to the Kendo Conference were shocked by the development of the plot.

There were only two people on Jianshou Peak, and they thought that the Pure Land Temple was in their grasp, but they didn't expect that the leader was sent away by the young man with one sword.

"Do you want me to break the sword in your body, or do you want me to tell you yourself?"

Bai Wu looked at Yuan Ku, who looked sad and expressionless even after his own elder died.

Yuan Ku clasped his hands together and bowed to Bai Wu, then said:

“It was my Pure Land Temple that exposed the list of disciples at Jianshou Peak, planning to use the flying swords they refined to nourish the Ananda Sword in my body.

They said they would use this sword to kill all the demons in the world."

The crowd was in an uproar, looking at Yuan Ku in shock.

The disciples of Jianshou Peak were actually killed by the Pure Land Temple!

"Ananda Sword? Did you know that the Ananda Sword is a sword that kills people, while the Ananda Knife is a sword that saves people?"

Bai Wu frowned.

Ananda's sword and the knife, one killed and one lived, the result was already determined.

How could the Pure Land Temple not know?

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ku’s expression became even more miserable.

He grew up in the temple, accompanied by scriptures, and was especially familiar with Ananda...

Without saying anything else, he slapped Tian Ling with his palm and died on the spot.

The next second, a blood locust seemed to appear in Yuan Ku's body. His body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blood dried up.

A sword pierced through what was left of his skin and flew into the sky.

Everyone's eyelids twitched as they watched this scene.

This is not Ananda's sword, it is a magic sword!

This fate is bitter. I'm afraid that he is just using his body to maintain the sword, and he is not a real sword wielder!

What on earth does this Pure Land Temple want to do? !

In front of Bai Wu, the six flying swords became excited as they watched the magic sword escape.

Bai Wu naturally understood what they meant. With a thought, all the magic power in his body was added to his body. With a thought, six flying swords blocked the magic sword.

The magic sword seemed to sense the danger. A shadow emerged from the sword and said loudly:

"If any Taoist friend could stop me from using my spiritual sword, please spare me. My Pure Land Temple will surely reward you handsomely!"

The monks below saw the shadow and recognized his identity.

The great monk of the four realms of the Pure Land Temple, Facun!

It was this man who, relying on his skills, snatched Zhao Ji's flying sword.

Putting all this together, we can know who the real owner of this magic sword is.

Bai Wu showed no mercy and six flying swords, which had been impatient for a long time, fell on the sword.

No matter how ferocious this magic sword was, it was ultimately masterless and was chopped to the ground in a few strokes.

Bai Wu stretched out his right hand, and boundless thunder turned into a sea of ​​thunder, submerging the sword.

The other monks present could not help but retreat, feeling bitter in their hearts.

Not only is his sword skills far from comparable, but his thunder magic is also so powerful. Is it really necessary to be so perverted?

After a moment, the sea of ​​thunder dissipated, and the devil sword lost its ferocity, becoming almost as good as ordinary iron!

Thousands of miles away in the Pure Land Temple, an old monk sitting facing the mountain wall in a cave opened his eyes, and a strange blush appeared on his old face.

The foundation of his enlightenment... was destroyed by someone!

All the hard work that had been put into planning for so many years was destroyed in an instant.

The road to the five realms is difficult to continue!

"Faxin, gather the monks of the three realms in the temple."

The sound in the cave spread in all directions.