It was this man who received the news and rushed to Jianghan, Zen Temple.
Jianghan prayed in his heart as he ran wildly.
Sweet heart! You mustn’t have anything!
Three days ago, when he arrived at Tianzong Pavilion, he saw three dead bodies and white sails hanging high.
Two days ago, when he arrived in Jingmen, he saw three heads on the Jingjia plaque.
Last night, when he finally arrived at the Tianshan Mountains in Mobei, he saw the remains of the dead everywhere again. He was always one step behind.
Jianghan knows that this must be Gan Yixin’s doing, and he also knows why Gan Yixin would do it, because these are what he wants to do!
Get rid of the evil and get rid of the roots!
Jianghan in Zen Temple knows that today is the centenary celebration of Zen Temple and coincides with the Bath Buddha Festival. Jianghan went directly from Mobei to southern Tibet last night without closing his eyes. Even though Jianghan has reached the fastest speed he can think of, it is still delayed.
Seeing that Jianghan is almost at the top of the Zen machine, it is more and more anxious!
"Sweet heart you don’t have something! Otherwise, I will never forgive myself in my life! "
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Thirty-six swords are ringing.
Thirty-seven people are shaped like a whole, and the three-foot Qingfeng Mountain has escaped from the hands of 30 big monks. It runs around them and forms a circle similar to a magnetic field. The blade oscillates and whimpers for more than ten meters, and the wind surges up and the center of thirty-seven big monks becomes a tornado.
The mighty sky is quite majestic!
"Destroy the demons!"
Accompanied by another cold drink from the monk, the tornado faucet suddenly converged, and the dragon body bent like a dragon and circled like a cloud, while the sword pointed straight at the heart and roared away
Su ~ su ~ su ~ su ~ su ~ su!
The sound of the sword cut through the air and roared straight to the scalp.
Don’t say those who return to the realm of Beowulf, even if they are nine fingers of God, Yu Baimei, a great master who has been in the picture for many years, feels numb!
Chueh-hui felt that it was impossible to stop it with his hands folded. He leaned slightly and couldn’t bear to rush at the sweet heart pointed out by Jianfeng. "Amitabha! Sin "
Sweet heart has gripped the two-foot Qingfeng dagger at this time, and stood up from the ground and staggered a few steps. She smiled at the mighty and thirty-six leading Qingfeng sword.
She knows that she can’t stop this sword Zen machine. The Buddha’s main array protects the temple 36, and the Yoga Blue Association "destroyed" the sword from the highest day sword array. It has been heard in the Jianghu for hundreds of years that the bodhi old zu got a bargain.
She was crazy, but she knew it was worse, and she didn’t want to stop it.
Die?
It is necessary.
Because of this, Jianghan can always remember her, forget that she used to be provocative, unruly and polite, and remember her most beautiful side.
Maybe others will think that she is stupid and unreasonable to do so, but for her, since Guigu saw the sallow and emaciated little loach at the age of eleven or twelve, her life has fallen.
Tianzongge was satisfied to see him tear his heart out for himself, but she was not satisfied with it.
She wants Jianghan to sweep away all the obstacles in the rivers and lakes, and she wants Jianghan to remember her forever in her most beautiful and prosperous years.
"come on Dead bald donkey, you all have to be buried when I die! "
Everyone was shocked. Before Qingfeng was full of energy, the girl did not dodge the sword, but she smiled warmly!
She’s waiting to die?
All Jianghu people suddenly woke up and looked at the female doll in shock.
Nine-fingered Shenni likes to do Yu Baimei’s three faces change dramatically!
They know that Gan Baicao is weak, but his influence is weak … And those old monsters who have lived in the Ghost Valley for many years and can’t escape from the world, Gan Baicao gives orders to this Jianghu …
"Not good! This girl named Gan must not die, or the rivers and lakes will be doomed! "
As soon as the nine-fingered Shenni denounced Duo, the three men wanted to set out to stop the fighting even if they were seriously injured, but it happened to be at this time that a long roar from the Zen Temple at the foot of the mountain shocked the forest and killed them!
"Dead bald donkey, if you dare to hurt her life, I will call you a hundred years of Zen, and you monks will have to be buried with her!"
Roaring tigers and dragons’ vigorous breath is endless, like black dragon’s steep valleys and soaring into the sky, and the colors are as clear as ears.
I have already made progress, and my eyes are open. At this time, the blade in front of her is only a few meters away. Her heart is sad. "You are late, but this is the best!"
As far as she is concerned, she will die. A rainbow roaring ten meters away is dozens of times faster than the word "destroy".
Boom!
Life and death are instantaneous, my eyes are closed tightly, and I hear the loud noise!
Smoke and dust were everywhere around, and the sword was instantly cut off by the rainbow. Not only that, I heard a big monk scream and swing in the squeal crowd.
I lost my support for thirty-six years and fell to the front of my heart with the highest sword!
One interest, two interest, three interest!
After a dozen breaths, when the smoke dispersed around people, they saw that the situation in the field did not change color.
See a thin green bamboo pole directly penetrated the kneecap of a monk in the plough array with blood foam and broken bones and abruptly inserted it into the green slate to pave the floor!
The two ends are connected together like human kebabs. The big monk doesn’t dare to move. Because he moves, he will have heartbreaking pain and shoot the bamboo pole into the ground. I don’t know the length and depth, and it is not easy to pull it out for the time being.
"It was this bamboo pole that just cut off the sword faucet of the highest day?"
The Jianghu people looked at each other as if they were in a dream and couldn’t believe it.
"Fang Yaoren! Dare to talk nonsense to stop my Buddhism from destroying the magic and not show up and die quickly! " Hard to surly looked at the foot of the mountain sink to drink a way!
"Demon people? What a demon! It’s hard to say that you are the biggest demon, such as a man full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, a thief, a prostitute and a bald donkey. If I put words here today, you will die if you don’t die! "
Hey!
The sound of the mountain is arrogant. When people in Jianghu hear this, they are not shocked. Together with the Zen master, Chueh-hui, the supervisor of the Discipline Temple, they are all angry!
"Destroy my Zen machine? What a big breath! "
All eyes looked at the direction of the sound, and the rhythm of the sound showed that this person was on the way to the mountain.
The afterglow of the sun sets off a young man walking step by step from Zen Temple to the stone steps of Baimaping Mountain Road.
One interest, two interest and three interest …
After ten minutes’ rest, Baimaping people began to see the young man with a handsome face. Do you know him or not? Anyone who recognizes the people in the Jianghu will not change color and shock. "It’s him! These years have actually grown to this point! "
Who is it?
Jianghan is also!
Volume Six Kang Long has regrets Chapter 52 A sword.
Jianghan stepped across the stone steps from the mountain, first revealing a wisp of black hair, then the whole head, then the half body, and finally exposing it to everyone from far and near.
A white Tai Chi is covered with dust stains. That’s when running all the way rolled up and stained with dust.
The skirt moves with the wind.
His whole right arm trembled slightly. It’s normal that the green bamboo pole with the tap cut off used almost all his strength to shake.
Deng Baimaping Jianghan didn’t even look at those monks who shocked Jianghu people. The monks of Zen Temple rushed to Gan Yixin and put their shoulders on their arms.