That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 383

After entering the mountain gate is the mountain gate hall. According to common sense, there will be two statues of vajra warriors in the hall.Because the King Kong on the left opened his mouth with anger, and the King Kong on the right closed his lips with anger, so he was called the second general of hum and ha by the world.

However, at this time, the faces of the two King Kong statues in the Shanmen Hall were wiped off, and the King Kong's glaring eyes were no longer visible, leaving only a blank space, which was extremely strange.

Qing Chen stopped and stood with the Seven Killing Spirit Sword in his hand, not looking at the two strange statues of Vajra, and said calmly: "The monk who was enchanted back then was not a top-notch man, but he was a generation higher than me. , who has practiced Zen and enlightened Taoism for many years, once such a person becomes a demon, the disaster will be unimaginable."

Xu Beiyou asked: "Xuanjiao was once called the gate of magic. Could it be that the monk who was possessed by the devil abandoned Buddhism and cultivated the devil?"

Qingchen shook his head and said: "This demon is not that demon. That monk was trapped in his own demons, and then was taken away by the demons outside the territory. He is no longer human. This place has been run by him for many years. It is not so much a Buddhist temple. , it would be better to say that it is a lair of demons and demons."

Xu Beiyou asked again: "In that case, why didn't Emperor Xiao completely destroy this place?"

Qing Chen said flatly: "Xiao Yu himself is proficient in the way of heavenly demons. He left this place, and even stated clearly that he would treat someone who is destined for it.

"Senior's method of apprehension is the best in the world, can't senior also figure it out?" Xu Beiyou asked half curiously and half jokingly.

Qing Chen shook his head and said: "It's about the fate of the country and the emperor, so don't be easily contaminated. If you forcefully occupy the experience, it will hurt your morality at least, and your spirit will be damaged if it is serious."

While the two were talking, a pitch-black face suddenly appeared on the smoothed faces of the two Vajra statues, with a strange smile, which was somewhat similar to the demon face Li Qingyu had used.

Without Qing Chen's attack, Xu Beiyou had already moved, only to see a flash of red light, but Xie's sword appeared in his hand.

The twelve swords of Jianzong are different and have their own mysteries. In the current environment, the yin Xuan Ming and the overkill Chi Lian are not suitable.

However, with a sword, you can walk at night with your arms, and you will not encounter evil spirits. If there are evil spirits, you will fall when you see them. Moreover, it has been soaked in the Thousand Buddha Caves in Dunhuang for many years.

Xu Beiyou held Quexie with both hands and stabbed the ground in front of him.

A sonorous sword sound resounded throughout the entire mountain gate hall.

With Xu Beiyou as the center, a circle of sword energy rippling outwards.

The two vajra statues were swept by the sword energy, and countless cracks appeared in an instant. After a while, accompanied by a rumbling sound, they turned into rubble and wreckage all over the ground.

Qing Chen nodded slightly, and continued to walk forward.

After passing the Shanmen Hall, there are bells and drums facing each other on the second floor. The bell tower is on the left and the drum tower is on the right.

It stands to reason that there should be no one in the Bell and Drum Tower at this time, but after the two of them came to the front of the building, there was a loud and loud bell in the Bell Tower.

Xu Beiyou looked up, and saw a faint figure in the bell tower struggling to strike the bell, one after another.

As if sensing Xu Beiyou's gaze, the figure in the bell tower stopped after a slight pause, strode out of the bell tower, and looked down at the two of them condescendingly.

This person is a tall monk dressed in a gray-yellow monk robe, eight feet tall, with muscular beard, eyes like copper bells, and the skin around his body is reddish purple.

Qingchen seemed to have expected it long ago, and didn't feel anything wrong, and explained: "This person should be the disciple of the old monk in his life. , its cultivation base is probably the first entry into the realm of the earth immortal, it's nothing."

Xu Beiyou didn't speak, leaned forward slightly, and started running towards the bell tower.

His sword intent instantly reached its peak.

So much so that Qing Chen took a slight sideways step, unwilling to block his edge.

Xu Beiyou swept across the Changhong just like that, and rushed within three feet of the monk in the blink of an eye.

A sword.

With a series of sparks and harsh sounds.

The monk was knocked out completely, his back shattered the wall of the bell tower behind him, his body tumbling non-stop in the air, and finally landed with a bang, smashing a spider web of cracks.

Xu Beiyou gained power and was relentless, and another sword fell from the sky, and he was about to kill this monk in one go.

Just as the monk stood up, he was pierced by the sword, but he didn't die. He held the Quexie sword tightly with both hands, his palms were bloody and his eyes were cold.

Xu Beiyou indifferently withdrew his long sword inch by inch, allowing the blade to cut off all ten fingers of the monk, which was extremely bloody.

The monk roared, his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

In the next moment, countless air mechanisms exploded between him and Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou's figure retreated sharply, and the red sword energy fell like rain, almost covering his sight.

The monk, on the other hand, was like a savage bull, rushing on the rampage, even with the sword energy on his body, he would not be moved, and went straight to Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou abruptly stopped his retreat, and all the sword energy gathered towards him, erecting a wall composed of countless circulating sword energy in front of him.

The monk bumped his head against the wall, the earth shook and the sky shook, the wall collapsed, and the sword energy flowed randomly, but the monk's celestial bones were also sliced ​​off by the sword energy, revealing an empty space underneath.

Xu Beiyou's face changed slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he was a little disgusted.

There is no brain in this monk's head, only a cloud of pitch black breath keeps rolling.

The monk didn't care, raised his head and let out a hysterical roar, and started sprinting towards Xu Beiyou again.

Instead of retreating, Xu Beiyou advanced, he floated towards him, and hit the monk's chest with the head of his sword with his backhand.

Sword Fourteen, Cang Lei Zhen.

The sword intent resonates, using the sky and the earth as the big drum, and the Qingfeng in your hand as the drumstick, the sound of the drum between the sky and the earth is the sound of thunder!

Xu Beiyou has long been familiar with this sword.

The force of a shock instantly penetrated the surface of the monk's body and reached to the inner organs, vibrating back and forth for five hundred miles.

Bursts of dull thunder resounded in the monk's body, and he staggered back. Numerous tiny gaps were cracked on the surface of the monk's body, and fresh blood continued to ooze out.

Xu Beiyou took another step forward, and with a flick of his wrist, he turned his sword point forward.

The monk's feet were still rooted in the ground, but his body slid out several tens of feet, leaving two deep ravines on the ground.

For no reason, Xu Beiyou recalled the scene outside the city of Dunhuang. The prison blood guards in the Dark Guard Mansion were also so fierce, but in the end they were destroyed by Master lightly. It is by no means the young man who could only watch the battle from the sidelines before. Now, recalling the master's sword strike again, it is quite a fresh feeling.

Xu Beiyou rubbed the hilt of the sword lightly with his thumb and index finger, smiled, and said softly to himself, "Master, please look at this sword."

When the words fell, he took another step forward and was within three feet of the monk.

The Qingfeng in his hand is no more than three feet.

Shangguan Xianchen once said that within three feet in front of him, he is invincible in the world.

A sword was handed out, and the sword energy filled the air.

There is sword energy in a radius of hundreds of feet.

The sword energy is cold, and it is called Wusheng.

With Xu Beiyou's foothold as the center of the circle, countless sword qi circulated, not only dispelling the dead energy around his body, but also surrounding the city like a river, forming an inescapable sword qi cage.

This is Sword Seventeen.

The monk trapped in it had no way of escape, he could only watch the countless sword qi hitting his body continuously, like a leech burrowing into his body, and it was fleeting.

After a while, his whole body was wiped out without leaving any trace.

(End of this chapter)