I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 166: No. [-] in Tiannan, Xinhai Zen dies!
Where the laughter fell, the mysterious monk was already dead. With the support of the swordsman in white, he sat cross-legged on the ground. He opened his cloak and took off the black cloth on his face, revealing his true face.

"Master Xinhai?!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw it. Although the current abbot of Shaolin Temple is Xinhu, many people knew that Master Xinhai was the real candidate for abbot.

It is a pity that more than ten years ago, Master Xinhai, who went to the Renyi Villa Heroes Association on behalf of Shaolin, encountered some setbacks. From then on, he devoted himself to practicing martial arts in seclusion and no longer paid attention to secular affairs. Only then did Master Xinhu take over as the abbot of Shaolin. Bit.

However, although he failed to take over the position of abbot, after more than ten years of dedicated training, Master Xinhai's martial arts skills are higher than those of the abbot Xinhu, and he even has the title of the number one master in Shaolin.

However, such a virtuous and eminent monk was now stabbed through the chest by Ding Xiu, seriously injured and dying right in front of his eyes, which shocked many spectators present.

"Amitabha."

With his hands clasped together and his face full of piety, Master Xinhai looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him and sighed: "Thank you, layman, no matter how much kindness I have received in the past, it is enough to sacrifice my life. If you can't do anything, leave as soon as possible." stop."

"what!"

Hearing this, the swordsman in white immediately responded with a long laugh: "Master can pay for his past kindness at the cost of his own life. Am I, Xie Tianling, a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, A pair of eyes, full of determination, looked directly at Ding Xiu.

"Xie Tianling? I've heard of you."

Finally, a familiar name came to his ears, allowing Ding Xiu to enjoy the prophecy of a qualified time traveler. He looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him and said calmly: "You are the leader of the Dian Cang Sect. You are known as the best swordsman in the south of the world, Zhuge Shenjun is so talented that he even invited you."

"Ashamed."

Xie Tianling said with rare humility: "It's just a humble name, how can I get into the eyes of Hero Ding? However, since I'm here, Young Master Xie has to ask Hero Ding for advice today!"

"Okay!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ding Xiu immediately smiled ferociously: "As long as you are not afraid of death, I don't mind helping you!" The moment the words fell, the nightingale in his hand had already let out a long cry, and then, like a sharp sword in reality, it was tearing apart. The power of the sky and the earth split with a sudden slash!

"Good come!"

When Xie Tianling saw this, instead of being afraid, he laughed and said: "Ding Xiu, others are afraid of you, but I, Xie Tianling, am not afraid of you. The worst that can happen is death. Why should a man be afraid of life and death!"

The roar was still there, and the long sword in his hand turned into a golden sword light, piercing the air and forcing it towards Ding Xiu. The force of this sword was not very fast, and it was a bit slower than Jing Wumingshang. , but the power is different.

As the head of the Diancang Sect, Xie Tianling has strong internal skills, hardly inferior to Master Xinhai. His swordsmanship is exquisite and can be said to be a proficient one. It is not comparable to Jing Wuming, who has just debuted. With the long sword drawn, the sword's intention is endless. Continuously, like a long river flowing, anxious and restless.

Ding Xiu did not give in, and the long sword in his hand stirred up boundless fire. In an instant, the sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the night sky, and the snow was flying, creating a killing pattern.

Xie Tianling's body shape kept changing, and the edge of the long sword switched, alternating between virtual and real, and the sword energy was in and out, as if more than a dozen people were attacking with their swords at the same time. Ding Xiu, on the other hand, just stood on the spot and did not move an inch, Nightingale's blade was twirling, The ten-foot-long cold light slashed vertically and horizontally. Although Xie Tianling's sword was like a sudden rain and wind, he just slashed horizontally. Once the sword came out, it instantly blocked the path of all the sword light, making it difficult for Xie Tianling to resist!

"Ugh"

Seeing the war starting again, Master Xinhai couldn't help but let out a sigh. Ding Xiu's knife just now had cut off his life, and death was close before his eyes, but he became calmer, and then turned to look at Hu Bu Gu: "Hu Shi, I haven't seen you for ten years."

"No more, no less, exactly ten years." After hearing this, Hu Bugui hurriedly stepped forward and came to Master Xinhai. Looking at his old friend who was seriously injured and dying, he couldn't help sighing: "For the death of Zhuge Shenjun alone , how many fellow Jianghu people have been harmed, Master Xinhai, do you regret it?"

"not regret."

Without any hesitation, Master Xinhai immediately responded and sighed: "I have only owed Zhuge Shenjun one favor in my life. Now I have to pay this life to him, which can be regarded as the end of the world. The Western Paradise, the rumors are so beautiful, I am just right. Going there won’t be a waste of this life’s practice.”

Hearing this, Hu Bugui couldn't help but praise: "Master, I admire you for your open-mindedness."

Master Xinhai took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms with difficulty, handed it to Hu Bugui and said, "I can no longer return to Shaolin. I only hope that Master Hu can take this string of Buddhist beads to Shaolin on my behalf and give it to Junior Brother Xinhu. Tell him that my death this time is due to the past and has nothing to do with Jushi Ding, and ask him not to cling to hatred and avenge me, otherwise I will not feel at ease when I go west."

"Master you"

Hu Bugui wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He knew that the reason why Master Xinhai did this was because he did not want the people in Shaolin Temple to be blinded by hatred and to avenge Ding Xiu for himself!

Ding Xiu's martial arts is too high. Even though Shaolin Temple is known as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, no one knows how many people will die against Ding Xiu. This is definitely not what Master Xinhai wants to see.

Therefore, he said no more, just sighed and said: "Forget it, let's have a date. If this is your last wish, I promise you." As he spoke, he took the hand from Master Xinhai. The beads are still warm, but the life is fading away.

"Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together again and chanted the Buddha's name softly. Even though Master Xinhai had profound internal skills, he could not hold on until this moment. His true energy was released, and his life passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of blood on his face anymore. There was a trace of new redness at the corner of the mouth, slowly flowing out. With the lowered head, the palms clasped together could not help but fall.

"Grandmaster."

When Hu Bugui saw this, he still didn't understand. In the past, Xinhu was supported by a breath of true energy, but now he entrusted his last wish to himself. He no longer had any obsession. Once the true energy was released, his life would no longer be saved. A generation of Shaolin monks, Just die in this foreign land!

He raised his eyes and looked at the field again. Wherever he looked, wherever he looked, as Xie Tianling showed off some Cang style sword skills, Ding Xiu no longer had the patience to waste time with him. His eyes were dazzled, his anger was self-generated, and the power on his sword was strong. Instantly doubled!

Although Xie Tianling's martial arts skills are high, they are only on par with Master Xinhai. Moreover, unlike young people like Ren Piaomiao and Jing Wuming, who still have the opportunity to go further, his road has almost come to an end.

Facing Ding Xiu's counterattack, he fell into a disadvantage after just one encounter. Fortunately, at this moment, Ren Piaomiao and Jing Wuming, who had been shocked out of the battle circle, looked at each other. Although they did not speak, their eyes During the exchange, an agreement had been reached.

"Drink~~~"

At that moment, with a long shout, I saw Ren Piaomiao coming out with his sword, the silver sword light flying across the sky, piercing the air, the stars in the sky fell upside down, the tip of the sword trembled, countless changes occurred one after another, the long sword was like a rainbow. Jingtian, dragging meteor-like trajectories intertwining together, is exactly the variant combo in the Piao Miao sword technique.

"Good come!"

With a long roar from his mouth, he advanced instead of retreating. The nightingale in Ding Xiu's palm rolled up the boundless sword, tearing the sky and the earth apart. Both Ren Piaomiao and Xie Tianling were masters of swordsmanship, and their swordsmanship was mainly based on mysterious changes. Before, Although they have never joined forces, they have mastered the art of swordsmanship and reached their level. It can be said that one method can master all methods!
At this moment, the two of them have a tacit understanding. Needless to say, the sword momentum is in sync with each other. With their cultivation level, the swords used by one person can be changed in many ways. Now that the two swords are combined, they have an additional three points of power and momentum. We must stop Ding Xiu and buy time for Xu Ruoyu and others to surround and kill Li Xunhuan and capture Lin Shiyin!

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