Nan Chan

"Jing Lin" looked at Jing Lin, he was unsmiling, his brows were frosted, his movements when he raised his body were exactly the same as Jing Lin's, even the drooping eyes when he brushed off his sleeves were the same, he was exactly the same as Jing Lin.

"Dispelling demons and defending Taoism." He snorted softly, "Who will you give me?"

"The talents of heaven and earth." Jing Lin's throat was slightly astringent, "They can all be replaced."

"Swords made with this heart, there is no one who can compare with them. In front of Yanquan, the so-called talents are all reduced to mediocrity." He paused, and even his voice sounded like the same person.

"Arrogance." Jing Lin whispered two words.

"To be mad enough to be worthy of Lord Linsong." He said darkly, "Lord Linsong must be mad enough, proud enough, and hard-hearted enough, otherwise how can we talk about defending the way? Otherwise, how can we kill? Otherwise, how can we kill the king?"

Jing Lin was looking at herself.He knew very well that the demon was messing with his mind, but he couldn't stay out of it.He stared at himself coldly, as if he saw how crazy he was hundreds of years ago.

Turn back and be right.

The True Buddha said mercifully that day.

Jinglin, turn your back and be right.

But what did Jinglin say?

The demon raised his hand and pulled out the throat spring, only to see the cold front hidden in the blunt sheath come out with a "clang", and the sword body like flowing mercury suddenly appeared in the dark room.He stepped on the steps, just like 500 years ago, Jing Lin stepped on Jiutiantai with his sword hanging down.

"Lord Linsong who is bright and righteous." The evil spirit and Jinglin looked at each other, as if Jinglin asked himself, "How can I not guard the whole body?"

"The body is obliterated in the three realms." Jing Lin said, "Death is worthy of death."

"It's such a pleasure to cut a loving father with one's hand." He pointed at the sword, "When the sword crossed his neck, I saw my father's head fall to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain. That is the head that loves me the most in the world. From my Roll off the steps at your feet, and the co-lords of the three realms will change to others. I hold the sword to defend the way, but I end up as a human and an animal, killing my father and king, and ruining my whole body. What a joy it is!"

Jing Lin's fingertips gradually tightened, and the line of his lips tightened, and he continued smoothly: "Not bad."

"I'm going to die." The demon snapped off the blade of the sword, threw it away at his feet, and sneered condescendingly, "I've killed countless people in my life, and I'm the most vicious, but look at me now, I also have to live on an ignoble existence, and I'm also lingering on my last breath. In this world Reincarnation is wonderful, the arrogance of heaven at that time, but now a coward.”

Jing Lin said: "Not bad."

The evil spirit looked at Jing Lin, and his sarcasm gradually sounded.He looked up at Qu Hei, and thick fog gathered in the dark room from behind him, covering Jing Lin's eyes and covering his face.He said, "Why didn't you die cleanly?"

"A covenant is an old debt unpaid."

"Why do you have the face to breathe so far?"

Jing Lin said: "I feel ashamed."

The demon body is transformed into the dense fog, like the wind blowing against the ear, like a shadow of a nightmare.He walked beside Jinglin's ear, and the fog had already covered Jinglin's whole body, and he couldn't even see his five fingers.

The evil spirit swallowed and said: "Do you have any guilt in your heart? No, you are Lord Linsong, you are the omnipotent and upright Lord Linsong. You kill without batting an eye, and you have no guilt, because you don't even have a heart. "

Jing Lin was in pain, he didn't know where the pain was, maybe he really didn't have a heart, he never even frowned under such accusations.

The mist suddenly widened, and the mountains and clouds were lingering in front of me, with pines and wind and waves.The Nine Heavens Gate stands on the platform to welcome guests from all over the world, and thousands of people gather just to watch a strong fight.But seeing that line of princes, all of them were dressed in white robes and silver crowns, imposing and dignified, but there was still one who knelt under the seat of the monarch, and when he got up, he stood out from the crowd like a chicken.

He turned around, and Jing Lin could see him.

"That day you guarded the gate with no defeat in 33 games, and you defeated all the heroes. You never looked back, you must not know that we stood behind for the same long time, but you couldn't even ask for a word of relief from your father. He supported your Arm, personally wear the crown for you, and even sighed that there is no one else in the Jiutianmen. You Jinglin is the sword of the Jiutianmen and the face of the Jiutianmen, so what are we?" The demon laughed at himself, "When you see us, you seem to see Mu, seeing the grass, you look down on your fellow disciples, do you think we look down on you?"

Jing Lin suspected that some part of his scar had been torn apart, and was stirring the flesh, sticking to the skin, and bleeding out.

"It's okay." He said hoarsely.

"You have always been superior to others," said the evil spirit. "Do you think the Tao is in you? When you sent me on the road, you refused to even send me a word. How can you call yourself 'Tao' for a person like you."

"I'll kill you." Jing Lin said, "No mistake."

The demon immediately laughed: "You are not wrong, how can you admit it? Even if you are the most ruthless person in the world, you can still behave like a human being. Ridiculous, ridiculous! You are deceived, and you think you are a human?" He suddenly Lowering the temperature, he gritted his teeth and said, "You don't understand at all. Ordinary people don't cut off their siblings, abandon their desires, or kill their fathers! Ordinary people have flesh and blood, and ordinary people's hearts can't forge swords. You say that others are demons, what about yourself? What are you? ? Why don’t you drink your sword and kill yourself!”

Jing Lin is as immovable as a mountain, he said: "What about you, ordinary people can take away women, plunder people's wealth, and kill their mothers?"

The demon said: "The weak will prey on the strong, and they deserve it!"

Jing Lin turned his eyes and said calmly: "Since the weak prey on the strong, there is nothing wrong with me killing you."

The demon giggled in his throat, and he said: "You are ashamed in your heart, oh——you are ashamed, are you also a predator of the weak if you refuse to save yourself?"

The demon melted and dissipated, and the surroundings became dark.Jing Lin's sweat was soaked in his clothes, he heard a child whimpering suddenly from the left, and the girl cried out: "Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother! Yao'er hurts so much... Ninth Brother!"

Jing Lin's palm tightened, and even his nails were broken.He couldn't utter a word from his throat, as if his whole body was soaked in fire or ice, the pain made him tremble.

The girl stumbled in the black mist, lost her legs, and rolled in pain.The mist was like a raging fire, burning her voice broke, and she shouted in a tearful voice: "Ninth Brother... Ninth Brother, save me..."

Jing Lin took a step closer, his teeth cracked slightly, and even the veins were exposed.

Suddenly, another young man appeared on the right side, still young, looking at Jing Lin in horror.He hugged his head and flinched, begging with sobs: "Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, don't kill me! Ninth Brother... Please! I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong!"

Jing Lin stopped in embarrassment and looked back.

The young man cried so hard that his face was wrinkled. He knelt hoarsely, hugged Jinglin's leg, and begged: "Ninth brother! I will never do it again! Please, please..."

The girl also crawled over, and they grabbed Jing Lin's clothes, like pulling a life-saving straw.Jing Lin didn't move, and the boy let out a cry of pain, blood gushing from his chest.

"Ninth brother... don't kill me..." The young man curled up and sank, grabbing Jing Lin's shoes, and slipped out a few bloody finger marks. Scorn and hate.

The girl was also stuck on the ground, still clutching Jinglin's clothes between her fingers, but she was already out of breath.

Jing Lin's throat finally overflowed with panting, he wanted to support something, but there was no one around.Footsteps suddenly sounded from behind, Jing Lin turned his head again and saw Li Rong looking at him in astonishment.Jing Lin seemed to be boiling at this moment, because it was at this moment that he turned against Brother Li Rong, and until his death, he never called Li Rong brother again.

Li Rong said: "Don't worry, I'm going to investigate, life for life, I've brought it back."

He let go of his palm, and the dragon scales rustled down.Jing Lin took a step back, the smell of blood oozing from between his teeth.

Li Rong said: "It's already too late for you to come here like this. Let's settle this, okay? Don't do this again in the future, brother can carry it for you, that's all." He stepped closer, "Jing Lin ..."

Jing Lin suddenly closed his eyes and said coldly: "Get out!"

All the scenes dissipated, and the demon suddenly turned into the wind. He laughed and said: "Are you greedy or not? You think you can save it, but it's ridiculous that you are wrong at both ends, and no one can be saved! Linsong Lord, you can't save anyone !"

"Damn you!" Jinglin's spiritual sea suddenly surged with spiritual energy, and his hair immediately swayed, only to see the originally empty place Suxuanling rolling, and a mottled old sword covered in blood loomed.

Copper bells "jingle", the bells in Kyoto undulate together, forming a wave of bells.

The evil spirit Nawu appeared, and it turned out to be the young man who had just begged for it.His face was like paper, and his smile seemed to be a smile: "With your trash like you, are you trying to decide my life and death again? Jinglin! Do you know that you smashed your heart with a sword and let me fall into the sea of ​​blood and suffer from the demons? Heartache! I hate every day, every day! I suffer in every way! Just to avenge my revenge one day!"

"Hate." Jing Lin bit the word between his teeth, his eyes were frosty, "Who dares to say hate to me in this world!"

The demon swiped his hand in the air, only to see a sword resembling the Yanquan springing out.He was so full of arrogance that he let out a soft "Bah" and said: "I will swallow the city of mountains with thousands of people in my stomach first, and then I will swallow the half-god body of Shengyue. Even Li Ronglai can escape completely tonight!"

The dark room exploded suddenly, and the old emperor hid behind the curtain coughing up blood, and saw the green light rushing out, and the Milky Way reversed.Holding a long sword in his hand, the evil spirit quickly flashed to Jing Lin.The sword's edge hit with a "bang", Jing Lin was clearly unarmed, but saw the demon's sword blocking the way, and the strong wind swept between the two of them in an instant with the blue light.

"I hold the Yanquan in my hand!" The evil sword was like a rainstorm, tearing the corners of Jing Lin's clothes, and he said fiercely, "I have devoted myself to learning swords, and I have imitated you exactly! This world can be without you, and I can't live without you!" I will replace you!"

As soon as the sparks sparked, Jinglin slid back a few inches in the strong wind of the demon's eruption, and the demon rushed forward: "I want the name Linsong Jun to become dirtier! Worse! If not only I hate you, but everyone in the world hates you!" You!" He laughed crazily, "Jinglin! You are the one who kills thousands of people, and you are the one who destroys heaven! You deserve to die!"

Jing Lin looked at him across the sword, and said: "The nameless miscellaneous iron is not worthy of its name."

The two separated abruptly and collided quickly.The spirit of the evil spirit is overwhelming, and the wind blows in the night, clusters of clouds emerge, and thunder explodes violently.Jing Lin lost to Ling Hai, but he was able to change his strength, his palms were scraped until red lines appeared, and blood flowed out.

The sky has changed, and this demon is right. He first devoured thousands of people in the mountains, and then stole the half body of the goddess of Shengle, and also washed the demon waves of the sea of ​​blood. Even the drunk mountain monk can't stop it.

Jing Lin's robe suddenly lifted, and he listened to the sound of the bell to forge the broken sword with all his strength, and half of the sword body melted in his palm.The Yanquan sword that once ruled the world now follows its master, the edge of the blade is continuously cut, and it can't be broken anymore!

The evil spirit flipped the sword in his palm and said, "Yun Sheng should thank me! You are alive, and he cannot sleep or eat at all! Now I will take your head to see him, and everyone will be happy!"

Jing Lin swung his sword with all his strength, only to see the sword energy swept away by the wind.However, the demon raised its arm and melted, echoing a blow like a cat or a tiger.The gust of wind hits the face, and the blade strikes the head.

Jing Lin had already grasped the sword that appeared, and as soon as the broken old sword fell into his palm, he was majestic. Even though there was a huge difference in the spiritual sea, he still stood firm like a rock before the storm hit.

Jing Lin sighed softly.

Immediately after, the ground of the palace was smashed up, and blood mixed with wet sweat splashed on the back of Jing Lin's hands, and a vast force poured into his arms.Jinglin's spiritual sea suddenly surged, the blood rust in the throat spring disappeared in an instant, the cold light suddenly flashed, and a sword glow could be seen shaking the sky amidst thunder and thunder.The demon's sword was afraid of hostility, and broke in an instant.Especially seeing the sudden change of the nebula, the howling of the wind and waves, this sword is as powerful as a thousand troops, sweeping away.

Yanquan unsheathed, ghosts and gods kneel down!

The demon hissed as he met the blade, the wind cut his whole body, and blood bubbles appeared.He growled in pain, and the sword in his palm shattered into powder and scattered in the wind.Blood gushed out of Jing Lin's cheeks, he panted slightly, and stood still amidst the collapse of the sky and the earth.

The pharynx spring dissipated, Jing Lin swayed a few steps, staring fixedly at her.

Cang Ji was about to be deterred by that gloomy gaze, but it was the first time he saw Jing Lin like this, Jing Lin with evil eyes and killing intent all over his body, he felt strangely happy.

Blood dripped from Jing Lin's fingers, and Cang Ji slid his hand from his arm to his palm, lifted it to his lips, and licked it without wasting.The blood flowed into the chest cavity and turned into tenderness, so hot that Cang Ji pulled his arm and hugged him tightly.