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"Forgetfulness. Forget the sword."

"Non-mindedness is mindfulness, and cannot be Dharma."

These words are all said by that person.

That unfathomable little novice...

Who is he?

Ripples in the heart lake.

Fragment of "Heart Sword Sutra", an ancient swordsman.

The remaining spirit, the restrained spirit...

Depressed lava erupted in the depths.

Mo Yun suddenly got up.

Whispered.

"I don't want to forget, I don't need to forget."

Drink up.

"Those who are obstructing me and deceiving me, just cut them all!"

The so-called high-ranking and easy-going scholars, the so-called etiquette and morality, and the so-called prejudice of the mind, you are all a trap on me!

"what!"

A long laugh.

Cang!

Cut the Jiao out of the sheath!

A long rainbow of silver light flew into the palm of the swordsman.

Mo Yun turned his wrist and swung out a light and thin sword flower, like flying flowers rotating in the four seasons.

Holding the long sword upside down, pushing the door, the light of noon blows in with the wind along with the winter cold, turning the frame that hangs high.

On the white paper, it was an ink sword!

Although the broken sword is broken, the heart sword is still sharp!

The evil demon, kill!

Those who mess with my heart, kill!

Enemy, thief, kill!kill!kill!

...

A thin and slender arm lifted up like lightning and pinched Ning Baiyi's neck.

The girl looked at Quan Hongming with horror.

Do not.

He is not Quan Hongming, he is the monster under the skin!

"I finally met, good friend!" The monster grinned, showing two rows of sharp fangs.

Ning Baiyi's face flushed, "You... are, who?!"

Scarlet faces emerged from the skin of "Quan Hongming", like the sacrificial totem of primitive witchcraft.

"This seat is all living together! You can call me this name, haha!"

The shapes of all living creatures are constantly deformed, becoming bigger and stronger, and the dark muscles are as strong as a reef, breaking the chains.

There are more and more grimacing faces, more and more dense, showing the various aspects of sentient beings, and they are indeed all beings!

White and delicate arms grew on the back. They grasped each other and formed a piece. There seemed to be countless flashing eyes in the shadow between the arms, as if there was a hidden earth in the torso, and countless evil spirits were watching the living. world.

Soon, the swelling beings resisted the top of the stone prison. Holding Ning Baiyi with one hand, he punched the wall and rushed out.

"Roar--!!!!"

This huge inhuman howl quickly summoned the monks of Daxiangguo Temple.

"Where is the evildoer! Put down the donor Ning!"

The monks in the capital were all literary monks, and there were no martial arts, but they were still not afraid, shouting loudly, and screaming to make all the people stand alone.

"Good, good! You bald donkeys, I'm almost annoyed to hear you chirping on weekdays! I just cut you off today, and I'll give you a slap in the face!"

The whole group waved their claws angrily, knocking down the contiguous monks to the ground, blood pouring, but no one backed away.

The living began to chant the sutras for the dead, standing in place like wooden stakes.

Seeing this scene, the sentient beings felt a kind of contempt from the bottom of their hearts, and became more and more furious. They grabbed a monk and put them into the big mouth of the blood basin and began to chew. The wild chests of all living creatures are like a blood sacrifice.

Just when he was killing him, a loud shout rang out.

"Hugh is rampant! Poor Dao comes!"

Kun Qing stood on the top of the Daxiong Hall, holding a jade token, pointing directly at the demon.

"Mugong curse!"

A blue air from the east blows and turns into an illusory slender vine, piercing into the bodies of all living creatures, twisting and forming a net, binding both the flesh and the soul, immediately teaching him not to move, not to speak, and to think. God cannot change.

Lu Zhengkang jumped into the bloody courtyard and looked at the dead monks, his expression unchanged.

He gently beckoned, and these vain souls flew into a grimace fruit in his hand.

Over there, Daoist Kunqing made another strange move, and saw his long sword flying out like a thunder, piercing the arms of all living creatures, but wanted to save Ning Baiyi.

This is how Shanfei Swordsmanship!

Use Qi Yujian to kill the enemy a hundred steps away.

Jian Guang Jiao Jiao, wearing stone and breaking jade just waiting for leisure.

However, the sharp sword energy can only cut through the tough epidermis of all living creatures, cut a few grimacing faces, and then the wounds healed without incident.