"The second style mourns the sword and weeps the common people."
With a single turn of the sword of mercy, the sword of salvation reaches a new level. The sword light is like rain, carrying the supreme Buddha energy, and shoots towards his father, the sword master Lu Chen.
Lu Chen swung his sword to resist, but there was still an oversight. The Buddha's Qi Sword struck him and cut him into dozens of wounds in an instant, causing him to be slightly injured.
"Good move." Regardless of his injury, Lu Chen stepped forward to meet the sword energy, and struck with a sword.
Saving the world is like holding up a sword to block it, but it can't bear the weight of the sword. I bend on my knees, suffer internal injuries, and blood bleeds from the corner of my mouth.
Although he was defeated, Salushi Jingru's expression did not change, and he immediately moved the Buddha's palm seal towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen stepped away.
"My father, Lu Chen, why have you become like this? Where has Lu Chen, the once unparalleled owner of Lujiazhuang, gone?"
As they spoke, the two men fought with swords again, marking a life-and-death restricted area in the wilderness.
In the past, Lujiazhuang was well-known in the world and was praised for its eagerness for justice and justice.
Lu Chen said: "Life is too heavy. I am burdened by fame and power, burdened by family and friendship, burdened by running around for a living. I will never be free in my life. I will cut off everything with my sword. The only thing I pursue is freedom." p>
"Absurd, ridiculous. You have killed so many relatives and friends in Lujiazhuang, and many innocent people. Your heart is already burdened with blood, how can you be free?"
"I cut off everything. I am not trapped by love or fame. I am free and can gain access to everything in the world. If my heart is happy, how can I pay for blood? What you say is ridiculous."
People are already paranoid, and talking more is useless.
Saving the world is as pure as the sword of compassion, which emits the light of the Buddha. The majestic third posture comes out at the right time: the three postures of compassion and anger kill sin.
What is compassion, kindness and forgiveness?
Now that Compassion is angered, it can be seen that the sin is unforgivable.
Saving the world is like holding a sword of compassion, moving forward without retreating. This move does not think about life, but only thinks about killing.
There is quite an aura of dying together.
The final form of Lu Chentong's blood-transporting magic sword technique: three thousand sons of the sea of blood, transformed into one sword and slashed.
Three thousand blood seas, all reduced to one sword, the power is greatly increased.
The battle between father and daughter has entered its final stage, and life and death depend on this move.
Two strikes, the trees were destroyed and the ground was shaken.
Suddenly, Zushi Jingru appeared like Lu Xi again and said with a smile: "Father..."
A sudden change occurred in Lu Chen's heart. He hesitated, and the power of the sword weakened by three points.
"Bang..."
The Sword of Mercy pierced the chest, saving the world like adding another palm, and knocked it away. Lu Chen instantly collapsed to the ground, bleeding uncontrollably, and he was seriously injured and could not move.
Lu Chen said disdainfully: "This is your Buddha? It's full of cunning and insidiousness. When did you learn this?"
"Is it difficult to deal with you in an upright and upright manner? You don't deserve it."
"It's a pity that your sword struck crookedly, and you can't bear to hold back, just like I held back. These unnecessary emotions must eventually be cut off before we can reach freedom."
A woman who kills her father is a treasonous act that cannot be tolerated by nature.
Saving the world is just like using a sword just now. I was worried and could not kill myself. Now I calm down and think about it carefully. Leaving the world alone will only increase the pain of innocent sentient beings and the sorrow of heaven.
She raised her Mercy Sword again and slashed it away.
Lu Chen managed to dodge, used his remaining strength, and ran away in the opposite direction of Jie Tianbi. At the same time, he said: "The blood sacrifice of Jie Tianbi is about to be completed, do you want to chase me? Hahaha..."
Saving the world is like stamping one's feet, but seeing him leave helplessly, he hurried to the sky wall.
In the woods, Lu Chen was bleeding all the way and ran away in a hurry. After a long time, he saw no one chasing him, so he stopped and leaned under a tree.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from all directions: "The donor is so elegant, can he need help from a poor monk?"
Lu Chen was shocked and said: "Who?"
At the end of the woods, the Buddha's light appeared again, and a man walked slowly towards him. When he got closer, he saw that it was Guangshi Hongru, the third generation Buddha in the same category as Salvation Jingyi.
He said: "The donor's sins were too serious, and the poor monk came here to save him. The poor monk will heal quickly and won't be in pain."
Lu Chen was about to get up, but Naihe was already exhausted and murmured: "Freedom, freedom, freedom..."
Guang Shi Hongru swiftly and fiercely stamped his palm on Lu Chen's Tianling. The Buddha's palm was destroyed and Lu Chen died on the spot.
"You are free."
At the foot of Tianbi Mountain, the Angry-Eye King Kong Mingxin fights against the Blood Demon Sect’s right protector Li Xianghai.
Li Xianghai knocked Ming Xin's broken sword away with one punch. Ming Xin simply gave up his sword skills and used boxing skills instead.
He was transformed by the Sword Arhat Buddha, and his body was as hard as a diamond, and his boxing skills were more suitable for his fighting style.
Fist against fist, flesh against flesh, the fight was hearty and bloody, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
It's a pity that Mingxin's boxing skills are slightly weaker and his foundation is also weak. He gradually falls into a disadvantage and is undefeated with only a single thought.
"I can't lose, I can't lose yet."
Li Xianghai smiled and said: "Wangmingshi, I will give you hatred in the next move to avenge my blood."
Several punches were exchanged, the angry eyes were weak, and the arms were drooping.
"Who are you?"
"Go to hell with doubts."
Li Xianghai punched, and the punch became bigger and bigger in Mingxin's eyes. The next moment, he had no choice but to live or die.
"Bang..."
At the critical moment, the savior Jingru arrived, and the sword of mercy slashed Xianghai's fist, instantly creating a bone-penetrating scar.
Li Xianghai's fighting power is all in his fists. If one punch is destroyed, his fighting power will drop to three levels. He looks at Salvation Jingru, and his momentum is like a rainbow. Although he is injured, it is not serious. If he continues to fight, he will most likely be injured.
Here, there is no need.
Moreover, there is a Blood Demon Cult Leader on the top of the Heaven Connecting Wall, and it is just a matter of time to see what the Cult Leader can do.
Li Xianghai did not delay, and quickly retreated, smiling: "Haha... Wang Mingshi, I will come to you again, and you and I will have a life-or-death showdown."
Seeing people retreating, Salvation Jingru said: "Hurry up to the sky wall."
With a clear mind, she flew up into the sky.
And on the top of the wall to connect to the sky, I saw a Great Sun Buddha, blocking the blood pillar, sleeping on an Arhat pillow to block the disaster, and was instantly submerged in the blood pillar. Resentment and hatred attacked me, and he struggled to hold on.
Deep in the starry sky, the space gap formed by the huge force of the blood pillar is gradually closing and disappearing in an instant.
"Ah... sleep on the pillow, you deserve to die."
The Blood Demon Cult Leader roared, leaped up in the air, and knocked him down from the Blood Pillar with one palm.
When sleeping on an Arhat pillow, he fell out of the blood column and fell down.
The blood pillar recovered and once again led to the depths of the galaxy. The space could not bear its force and cracks appeared again.
However, due to this moment of obstruction, more than half of the majestic sea of blood has been consumed. It is not yet known whether the space cracks can be opened and the Buddha's demonic karma in the foreign land can be released.
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"Huh? That's... His Holiness."
Halfway up the mountain, Jiushi Jingru happened to see the sleeping pillow falling down, so he quickly caught it and took the two of them to the top of the sky-connecting wall.
When they climbed onto the Heaven-Connecting Wall, they saw that the sea of blood had dried up and not a drop was left. At the end of the blood pillar, a crack appeared in the space, which was still a little short of opening.
"I don't allow failure."
I saw the leader of the Blood Demon Cult holding the seal of the formation with his hand, and the four Dharma Kings of the Blood Demon Cult were restrained by the formation. With several loud roars, their bodies collapsed and turned into blood mist and went deep into the starry sky.
"Not enough, not enough."
The leader of the Blood Demon stepped into the formation, sacrificed his body, forcibly raised the blood essence, and vowed to open the cracks in the space.
He sat cross-legged and meditated on the pillow, regained some consciousness, and said urgently: "Quick, stop him."
Savior Jingru fired several swords in succession, but was blocked by the formation and was ineffective. It was too late to think of blocking the blood energy of the Blood Demon Cult Leader.
"Ka... Ka..."
Intermittent, it is the sound of fragmentation.
Deep in the starry sky, space is peeling off and cracking piece by piece, revealing a dark hole.
I couldn't see clearly what was in the cave, I could only feel a terrifying aura slowly coming back to life.
"Hahaha, the blood sacrifice was successful, successful."
In the formation, all I could see was that the Blood Demon Cult Leader was covered in withered bones, 80% of his blood had been consumed, and he was about to die at any moment.
He knelt down with a slight trembling and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the Buddha's demon karma to come into the world and bring guidance to the living beings in the world."
Everyone looked at it together, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Deep in the starry sky, there is no movement in the black hole, and no one has come out for a long time.
The space restored itself and gradually closed.
The Blood Demon Cult Leader has been waiting for no one for a long time and cannot believe that his long-standing plan will fail at the last moment?
Not willing, not willing.
"The devil of Buddha, the devil of Buddha, come out, come out..."
The space gradually recovers and closes, leaving only a little bit, which is also closing.
The three people sleeping on the pillow were happy that the disaster was finally prevented and successful.
"Click..."
Suddenly a thin white finger penetrated the space and stretched out.
The Blood Demon Cult Leader was immediately overjoyed.
Sleeping on the pillow was so frightened that he looked back and struck away Jingru and Angry-Eye King Kong, the savior of the world, with a palm of his hand, and said loudly: "You guys, hurry up and go to the Mahayana Temple to ask for help."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a thin white finger hook, and a dark red true essence spear shot out from the void in the sky, piercing his shoulder and nailing him in the air.
The Buddha's demonic karma was brought to the world...