I practice ruthless way

When Yan Wushu came to the rear, the battle strength in front of the temple must be tight, Tan Wenzhou and Jin Tiannan quickly dispatched everyone to go to the front of the temple to support.

The spiritual power collided and scattered, dust, sand and rocks flew, and the road was covered with blood.

Shen Ye, long wind, bitter summer.

In a corner where the starlight could not reach, someone held down his bloody hand, and said to the other person in a trembling voice: "Qi, Elder Qi, didn't you agree that as long as I testify that there are people in Gushan who are not clean, I promise to let you go!" Am I leaving safely?"

This person was obviously Wu Mingshi, who in Kuheyuan last night claimed that Qu Hanxing was in collusion with Wushi Jingzong in the secret place of Juling Mountain.Opposite him stood the elder of the Yitian Sect, and when he heard this, he remained silent.

Wu Mingshi was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying: "Now these people are merciless in attacking, and there will be another Taiqing Holy Land in the future, how will they leave?"

"Elder Qi, I'm risking my own future by making false testimony for you guys. I don't want anything you promised, just let me..."

He glanced at the chaotic battle situation outside, and reached out to grab the corner of Elder Qi's clothes, but saw the sword light flashing towards his throat at a rapid speed, and he couldn't say the rest of the words.

Elder Qi surnamed from the Yitian faction shook the blood on the sword, and said impatiently, "Troubleshooting."

"You should be thankful that you can become a brick on the way back to the Lord Buddha."

Behind the Kutan Temple, the indestructible body of Vajra faced the tide of heaven and earth, the brilliance was extinguished, and the wind surged like waves.

Yan Wushu took a few steps back, touched the ground with his toes, approached the young monk with his sword, and said: "I thought that you planned to use him to lure me away from Kudan Mountain, and the purpose was me. Now it seems that it's not just that."

"I planned to kill you two together, but who knew you wouldn't take the bait." The monk folded his palms into a fist and met Yan Wushu's sword without changing his expression, "However, you two, master and apprentice, will end up the same way in the end. I took a detour."

The distance between the two was only a few feet, their eyes were staring at each other, and neither of them had much expression on their faces.Yan Wushu's sword edge was slightly tilted, and at the same time, he stepped on the wrong foot, flashed inwards to the side of this person, and said: "You talk too much."

The young monk backed away quickly, avoiding his slanted blow, and stood still after several turns, asking, "Are you planning to cut off my ear?"

Yan Wushu didn't answer, after a few ups and downs, he returned to the top of the temple where he stood before.

"So you are planning to go back to the front battlefield to help you?" The young monk narrowed his eyes, and then smiled, "It's really affectionate."

In the battle in the morning, the Phoenix True Fire played a decisive role in determining success or failure, so Xiao Man, who possessed the Phoenix True Fire, naturally became the primary target of the evil monk's attack at this time.

Several people besieged him, and those who came to help were intercepted halfway.

But it was only a siege.Xiao Man has a radius of one zhang, and the phoenix fire is burning blazingly.Crimson lines crept up between his brows, and the plain white robe fluttered in the flames. He held a sword in one hand, and looked at the person opposite him with an expressionless face.

The situation was deadlocked for a while.The evil monk feared that the flame could burn the vajra without damaging his body, so he dared not step in rashly.When Xiao Man's real fire was exhausted, he turned his wrist slightly, thinking about whether to lure someone in and kill him first.

While hesitating, a flying sword suddenly fell from the sky, without saying hello, after several twists and turns, the sword's aura crisscrossed, forcing three people back and killing one person.

It is Yan Wushu's tide of heaven and earth.

The next moment, Yan Wushu flied in front of the scorching fire, took the quenched Jian Hongchen thrown by Xiao Man, interlaced with the tide of heaven and earth in the other hand, and sent forward a fierce slash.

He came fast, killed even faster, his murderous nature soared, he couldn't guard against it at all, he took the attack forcefully, shifted his body several times, and used the phoenix fire to seal his throat.

But at this time, Shen Ran's palm came from outside the sky, and the direction it directed was the top of Xiao Man's head.The wind of the palm is fierce, with such a powerful force and coercion that even Xiao Man's body is afraid of the fire!

Yan Wushu was about ten feet away, his eyes froze when he saw it, and without hesitation, he flew back into the raging fire.

Xiao Man was taken aback for a moment, but before he had time to think, he was thrown to the ground by Yan Wushu.

Then the man propped up his upper body and swung his sword upwards with his backhand!

The wind of the sword and the palm of the hand faced each other, and there was a bang, and the aftermath spread like ripples, and the mountains and rocks collapsed and flew where they passed, shaking the clouds in the sky.

What Yan Wushu used was seeing the world of mortals.Xiao Man suddenly grabbed the Tiandi Chaolai in his other hand, and stabbed it from bottom to top - an evil monk stepped into the fire, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to drop his palm.

What Xiao Man stabbed was the man's eyes, and the phoenix flame climbed up the sword body quickly, burning into the body along with the blade.

Screams sounded.

Xiao Man withdrew his sword, rolled on the spot, and looked at Yan Wushu.

The young monk retreated for the time being, Yan Wushu was still in the fire, his black clothes fluttered and his silver hair fluttered, and there was no sign of being burned at all.

Yan Wushu sensed Xiao Man's gaze, looked down at himself, held the hilt of Hongchen's sword in his hand, played with a beautiful sword flower, and asked deliberately: "Speaking of which, everyone is burning your fire, why am I fine? "

Then he answered himself: "So, probably your Huo likes me better."

Xiao Man: "..."

Xiao Man was speechless for a moment, then found a new problem, frowned slightly, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Why are your clothes okay?"

"Isn't your clothes all right?" Yan Wushu asked back, then took a step forward, approached Xiao Man, and asked, "Little Phoenix, can I ask for a reward?"

His voice was very low, and it was originally a clear tone, but now it sounded cold and cold, with a little smile at the end, which was quite ear-catching.

Xiao Man raised his eyelids and asked him what he wanted with his eyes.

Yan Wushu didn't speak, but raised his hand, clasped the back of Xiao Man's head, leaned forward, and kissed his lips lightly.

A short kiss, as gentle as a feather.

Then Yan Wushu exchanged the swords in their hands, turned around and walked out of the raging fire.

When the tide of heaven and earth came, the sword was shining brightly, the smile in Yan Wushu's eyes receded, he pointed the sword at the sky, swiped forward, and dropped the sword.

Mingyao's sword light tore through the sky, Xuanyi and silver hair flew to both sides, the sword rushed straight forward, cracks climbed up the ground, and in an instant, turned into rubble and flew into the void.

The sword intent was sharp and cold, and it hit the young monk on the other side heavily.Seeing that the situation was not good, this person immediately hid to the side.

With a bang, the sword fell.

At the same time, Yan Wushu appeared behind the monk, he lifted the tide of heaven and earth diagonally in his hand, rushed forward with full of sword energy, and suddenly lifted him into the air.

Yan Wushu made the second sword—he threw the man higher as if he was kicking a ball upwards—while his breath was cold and his eyes were dark, like an abyss that could not be seen through.

"You are an assassin." The young monk stabilized his body in an indescribable posture, raised his palm and patted Yan Wushu, and said in a deep voice, "Now it looks like you really are walking in the dark night."

Yan Wushu took his palm forcefully and did not reply.The black robe fluttered up and down, and the afterimage was in the sky. He had reached a higher place, cast a glance at the young monk, and dropped his sword brazenly.

A sword is as heavy as Mount Tai.

The young monk saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he stopped avoiding it and punched Yan Wushu in the chest against the sword wind.Yan Wushu's momentum rose and he aggravated the strike.

Mount Tai was stacked on top of Mount Tai, the young monk's complexion became painful, and he groaned.Unable to reverse the falling trend, he fell to the ground and smashed a hole several feet deep in front of the Kutan Temple. However, his body was indestructible, so he couldn't shake the ground when he fell like this.

Yan Wushu solved the last Vajra Immortal by cutting off one ear, causing a slight imbalance in its moves.Such tricks have been known and cannot be used a second time.

He swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, backed away, distanced himself from this person, pondered deeply, looking for a way.

Someone came to his side, the monk's robe fluttered, it was Master Xuanming.

He suffered a lot of injuries, his face was extremely ugly, and he recited a Buddhist name with a hoarse voice, and said to Yan Wushu: "Mr. Lingguang, you can kill him, but if you continue to fight and delay, there will only be more sacrifices." , please take everyone away."

Yan Wushu immediately realized what he wanted to do, and opened his eyes wide: "Are you going to..."

"The poor monk doesn't have many years left, so what's the point of giving up this crippled body here?" Master Xuanming smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and saluted him, "Mr. Lingguang, the responsibility of this world is left to you guys." In the hands of young people."

"This chaos will continue, but please do everything in your power to end it. You and Benefactor Xiao, together, will definitely be able to do it."

After performing the ceremony, Master Xuanming did not wait for Yan Wushu's answer, turned around slowly and firmly, and walked forward.

Yan Wushu responded, tapped his toes, and swept into the air.

Looking at the battle situation, there are countless casualties and blood flowing like rivers.

He glanced back at Master Xuanming's back, imitating the way he did in the morning, and dropped several swords one after another to separate the crowd from the evil monk, and then swung his sword again to sweep them back into Kudan Temple.

The stars shone in the night and shone by themselves; the night wind blew and the monk's robe swayed.

Master Xuanming stood alone in front of the formation.

How could Xiao Man fail to see his plan, and immediately went against the wind, trying to stop it.

"Let's go!" Bie Beilou held the qin with one hand, and with the sound of the qin turned on the evil monk who was about to approach, walked all the way to Xiao Man's side, grabbed his arm, and led him into the temple.

"How could Master Xuanming be alone..."

"He's been prepared for this from the very beginning." Bie Beilou used some strength to forcefully pull Xiao Man back, and said with emphasis, "You should know that he once said something to you!"

"He said Buddha beads." Xiao Man's tone was equally serious, "What's the problem?"

Bie Beilou turned his head and stared at Xiao Man through the white satin, "He doesn't have a long lifespan, and his death is in front of him, that's why he was able to peep into the sporadic future——he saw the Buddha beads at that time."

Xiao Man was taken aback.

Yan Wushu returned to the ground, pulled Xiao Man away from Biebeilou without a trace, and said softly: "This is his determination, boy, don't let him... make sacrifices in vain."

Xiao Man was brought back to the back of Kutan Temple by Yan Wushu, at this moment, there was a shock in front of the temple.Yan Wushu flicked his sleeves, no matter who they were or what sect, he threw them all into the nearest cloud boat with his sword energy, and then brought Xiao Man up together, formed a concealment formation, and rushed towards a certain direction.

In the cloud boat, after a moment of chaos, order was restored.

No one spoke, and everyone was silent and healing.

Yan Wushu placed Xiao Man in a secluded place, and sat opposite him to meditate and adjust his breath. Suddenly, he heard Xiao Man calling his name in a low voice.

He called out his full name, Yan Wushu, with a deep voice and extremely complicated tone.

Yan Wushu uttered an upturned, puzzled "hmm" from his nasal cavity.

Xiao Man raised his eyes, his eyes swept across his face from bottom to top, and stopped on his eyes.Xiao Man wanted to ask something, but his lips parted, but he didn't ask.After a while of silence, he said: "I'll call the doctor to come over and look after the injury for you."