"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. Emperor's fire is rare, but it is far less valuable than the life of the donor."
The demon Buddha held the flower in sorrow and smiled, and said, "The road ahead for the donor is the great road." If it is unobstructed, it is very possible to become a giant in the Ninth Realm or even the Tenth Realm in the future. So the benefactor bows his head now and hands over the Emperor's Fire to save his life. When he asks the Sword Hehuan Sect in the future, all injustice will be done, and things will naturally return to their original owners. The donor is a hero, so why should the donor be obsessed with gains and losses over time?"
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "There is some truth in what you said. If you think about it carefully, it will become more interesting."
" Living under someone else's fence, you can't help yourself, which makes the donor laugh. "
The lotus emerges from the mud but is not stained, and the ripples are clear without being evil. However, the demon Buddha is miserable in practicing Buddhism in the smoky Hehuan Sect, and he cannot control everything. It’s also extremely helpless.
“Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and in the rivers and lakes, everyone has no choice but to do what they want. However, I, the great warrior in the Wei Dynasty, am hard-boned and cannot learn to bend down. I am too arrogant to bow my head. "
Lu Xuanlou said, "In the Southern Territory, there is no distinction between right and wrong, right and wrong, and no talk of grudges. Whoever has a bigger fist will have a stronger sense, so there is no need to delay, just take action."< /p>
"The little monk has the secret method of the two theories of Buddha's sword. He treats the sword as if it were nothing. If the donor fights with the little monk, the chance of winning is really slim."
The Demon Buddha said sadly and confidently, "Although the little monk I am devoted to the Buddha and do not like killing, but the place where Vajra's angry eyes are is also a place to kill. I hope the benefactor will consider it carefully and not to waste my life."
"So, you are sure to take advantage of me. "
Lu Xuanlou's eyes were as cold as iron, he stretched out a hand, used his palm as a sword, and slashed across the air.
With a tearing sound, a roaring wind came from the void, and an unparalleled sword energy was slashed out from Lu Xuanlou's hand, instantly crossing the ten-foot-long void, with an extremely sharp sharp tip. The whistling sound goes towards the demon Buddha and the miserable immortal.
Before the sword arrived, the overwhelming sword energy arrived first.
The place where the Demon Buddha stood in misery was covered with bluestone slabs as hard as steel. The sword energy just passed by, and sharp friction sounds were heard on the slabs, and shocking white marks appeared. The crumbs are flying.
There is also a majestic sword force, covering the misery of the devil and the Buddha from a distance.
There is a saying about the two swords of Buddha. The Buddha cannot see the sword, and the sword cannot see the Buddha. But if the sword master is determined to ask about the sword, how can it be that the Buddha did not see the sword if he did not want to take it?
Since it is a fight. , it’s nothing more than two words: victory or defeat.
Where the sword energy is at its peak, the sword will cut off the Buddha; where the Buddha's light is at its peak, the Buddha will cut off the sword. This is the principle of strength and weakness.
"Amitabha"
The demon Buddha shook his head sadly, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, golden light surged around his body, and condensed a diamond body of tens of feet in size, in the shape of angry eyes.
The Vajra Dharma Body punched out with a casual blow, and the strong power condensed, and the fist like gold and stone turned into a bright golden light pillar, which shook the sword hard.
Although the Demon Buddha is in the southern region, his determination to practice Buddhism is not low, and his foundation is deep enough to look down upon many eminent Buddhist monks.
But he was in the Southern Territory, often fighting, and his attainments in boxing and kicking skills reached the pinnacle, so that a simple punch seemed to have a natural momentum, like the Yangtze River, moving forward in an endless flow.
"Boom"
The sword energy collided with the fists and feet.
At the gate of the Evernight City, there seemed to be thunder roaring, and the terrifying force rushed in all directions, flying away the bluestone slabs on the ground and carving out grooves.
At that moment, the warriors in the city felt that the whole city seemed to shake suddenly, as if two mountains collided together, shaking the earth and the earth.
The strong wind dissipated, and Lu Xuanlou's figure remained motionless and unscathed. Only the black shirt made a sound, making his figure appear extremely tall and straight.
"Hey, it actually blocked it"
On the white jade rosette, Yuan Jiang, the Lord of the Nightless City, suddenly sat up straight, with a look of surprise on his smiling face and his eyes flickering.
Although Mo Buddha is a junior, he has the tendency to catch up from behind.
The strongest among the nine realms in the Southern Territory should be the Immortal Taoist of the Demon Palace of the Huangquan Sect, and then the Demonic Buddha Misery of the Hehuan Sect.
It seems that this kind of person can easily kill giants and strong men. Even if they have a fist fight with ordinary Samsara realm warriors, they can still escape unscathed.
And now, Lu Xuanlou is as miserable as the Demon Buddha, how come it doesn’t attract people’s attention?
“During coming here, the young monk has always felt that even if you are a pure swordsman, "It's only half a step to the level of a giant. It's just a matter of effort to suppress you."
The devil's eyes shone with sorrow, and he praised without hesitation, "With half a step to the level of a giant, you can be evenly matched with the young monk." , no wonder he can kill the evil-minded senior brother with one sword, it’s amazing.”
The Demon Buddha has practiced Buddhism and demonic skills in sorrow. After years of hard training and fighting demons for many years, he has gradually reached the point where the Buddha’s heart is planted with demons and demonic nature. The extremely high state of becoming a Buddha. Like the casual punch he made before, even strong men in the same realm would not dare to attack it easily, but Lu Xuanlou also easily broke through it with a casual sword. This is simply a miracle.
"The young monk knew that the donor had some reservations about the sword just now, and the young monk didn't do the same."
The Demon Buddha paused sadly and continued, "The young monk's realm is higher than that of the donor. , so his own background is deeper than that of the benefactor. Even if the benefactor has magical means, the benefactor will be unable to succeed in the long run. Therefore, the young monk has to advise the benefactor not to engage in a trapped beast fight, which will harm each other and hurt both sides. A good deal."
A cold light appeared in Lu Xuanlou's pupils, and he said, "Then I want to try to see how much power you have retained."
As long as it is not a big sword like Wen Xi's. Even if Lu Xuanlou is defeated by a powerful person at the immortal level, he still has the strength to fight. Therefore, facing the misery of the demons and Buddhas, he has no intention of shrinking or avoiding battle.
"Shua"
Nine sword lights suddenly appeared and condensed into one sword, emitting sword energy and Taoist charm.
Lu Xuanlou points his fingers like swords, gently points them out, pointing at the misery of the devil and Buddha from afar.
This time, the sword light was far stronger than before, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and Shen Ning's domineering and terrifying sword intent descended overwhelmingly. Around the city gate, the void was torn apart like paper, and the sword roared. Like the tide.
"Donor, why are you doing this?"
Lu Xuanlou's magical swordsmanship is unparalleled in ancient times and the present. The devil and Buddha are miserable because they really don't want to fight with Lu Xuanlou and lose both sides.
In the Southern Territory, the most dangerous thing is not the enemy you fight head-on, but the strangers spying in secret and your own people with hidden agendas.
Back then, the three property owners who bought and sold the property were all together, so why did they fail?
It wasn’t that Li was invincible, but the three property owners who were buying and selling the property were wary, fearing that those who were scheming would do something wrong. The demonic lord took advantage of the situation when both of them were hurt, and waited for an opportunity to take action and kill them all.
Those demon lords are as ambitious as the sky. They don’t want to have Li Huangquan showing off his power and power above their heads, and they don’t want to have a business building hanging above their heads that can suppress Li Huangquan.
Demon Buddha is miserable and sure that as long as he and Lu Xuanlou fight to the point where both lose, the demonic martial arts warriors in the city that never sleeps will surely take notice and separate him and Lu Xuanlou.
Jing Miao, the junior sister from the same sect who was secretly following him, instead of helping him, would add insult to injury and give him a fatal blow.
The demon Buddha raised his head sadly and looked at the white jade lotus platform in the sky. If the emperor's fire were real, I wonder if these two people could still sit there
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