Chapter 737, in the killing, the heart is empty

The next moment, Zhu Peng's whole body merged into the purple fire sword light, and the huge self-explosion that the strong man in the virtual world had to avoid was facing it. Why could Zhu Peng's cultivation in the sky and the three-step virtual practitioners hit this point?

It's not because his previous hundred years of practice accumulation is really exaggerated to the extent that he can ignore the cultivation gap and the number of people, but that he is crazy enough to kill the dragon and ask for the way. The Zen Light Buddha Sword, which was broken in the previous purple flame whirlpool battle, is directly integrated into his body. His qi veins are strong, and coupled with a trace of dragon nature. The resistance of the Buddha sword has doubled in a short period of time, and there is more or less the strength of the dragon swords and soldiers who invade and do not hurt.

The huge self-exploding is that Lehou and Situ Yu have to dodge it with all their strength. They have just killed Qinghai Yixiao, which is also a lot of consumption, so at this time, they plan to retreat and go back and ask the whiteboard Taoist to kill Zhu Peng.

Lehou was in a good state to control the seal, and the idea of "retreating" was transmitted into the hearts of the monks of Songshan a hundred miles away. Songshan was not afraid of being recognized by the people of Huashan. It was as if the Americans bombed the Chinese embassy with missiles a few years ago. Obviously, they deliberately said that the missile was out of control, and the Chinese side could only pinched its nose to recognize it. It's not a coward, but no one's strong national strength. If it really makes them anxious, the United States pretends to be a hooligan: "It's your Chinese embassy. What's the matter?" What can China do to him?

You can't really open a missile well to shoot the atomic bomb to the United States. That's a strategy of extinction that can't be moved lightly.

In the same way, the Songshan Sword Sect tripped under the Yin Huashan Sword Sect. Huashan Sword Sect can attack or defend, but it can't show that the carriages and horses fight with the other party, and can't publicly announce that Songshan Sword Sect disguises the magic palace monks to kill Huashanmen. Otherwise, it is the battle of the extermination faction, and the destruction of Huashan Jianzong may be 70% higher...

It's just that in the turbid vitality, Le Hou, who has just completed the transmission of the mind, suddenly noticed a touch of purple like a rainbow light coming. The flash of light seems to be just attention, which can make people feel the illusion of stabbing the eyeball.

"Brother Situ..."

Le Houfa felt earlier, but his instinctive exclamation was too late to take action. He could only move his body to Situ Yu, who was coughing and gasping. Almost all the series of killing moves just now were arranged by Situ Yu with great strength. At this moment, Yin and Yang Shoulehou took the responsibility of guarding.

The Thirteen Taibao of Songshan had been fighting against each other for more than a hundred years when they changed their lives against the sky. The relationship between them may not be harmonious, but when they fight, they are all amazingly compatible with each other's lives.

"Wo"

The two-handed bone sword wrapped in a purple flame is like a hot knife cutting butter. It is extremely refreshing through Lehou's chest, but Lehou is good at yin and yang Wanhua Da·Fa has long been used to ordinary fatal injuries. In other words, you will get used to being stabbed.

Lehou and Zhu Peng face each other directly. At this moment, compared with Le Hou, who was penetrated by a long sword through his chest, Zhu Peng's image was extremely miserable. His whole body was wrapped in the Zixiao Yinyan, which was extinguished with different vigor. He also combined with the momentum of the human sword to prevent and kill. The high defense was high and the speed of the attack was quite amazing.

But after all, he passed by a self-explosion of a Xu monk. Zixiao's yin was blown up in an instant. Combined with the state of integration of human and swords and Zhu Peng's airway defense and strong body, this explosion still put Zhu Peng into a state of serious injury. At this moment, he was full of paleness and Light gold bones, the legs were completely blown up, but dragged by Zhu Peng's figure, a large amount of red gold-doped blood water flowed down, along Zhu Peng's generally intact body trunk, like a stream running non-stop...

"Brother Situ, it seems that there is no need to bother the whiteboard Taoist. At this moment, you and I can take care of him... Brother Situ?"

The breath of Situ Yu behind him became inexplicably lighter and lighter. Le Hou was shocked, and his whole head suddenly exerted strength. Then he turned back 360 degrees and saw Situ Yu's state at this time. It was not until this moment that he was horrific that Zhu Peng's two-handed bone sword broke his body, but after breaking it, it exploded directly. The dragon sword weapon inside flew out and directly stabbed into Situ Yu's chest.

The bright dragon swordsman was burning extremely vigorously purple flame, and the swordsman at the top of the spiritual step were gradually burned, but its role was undoubtedly completed. When Le Hou spoke, a large number of purple light was spewed out in Situ Yu's mouth and nose and facial features as strong as magma. He did not have the terrible power of yin and yang. For him, Zhu Peng's purple yinitis is a deadly poison.

When Le Hou turned his head, he could see that Situ Yu first had his head, and then his whole body was burned into a purple torch. He struggled to open his mouth in the purple fire, but he couldn't spit out a word...

But you don't need to listen to that idea, and Le Hou also understands it. Come on, come on, tell Brother Zuo about what's going on here, let's go..."

"Boom"

The purple fire suddenly flourished. The next moment, a burst of smoke spilled into the air, but it was the last evidence of the existence of a master of illusion.

Lehou instinctively grabbed those smoke and dust, but when he grasped it in his hand, it passed away with a wave of purple smoke. In addition to the power of time and space integrated into the special construction of the base, it is also a very high-level spiritual fire after nine turns. The effect is extremely terrible. If it hadn't been for Lehou's yin and yang Wanhua · Fa's intention was too high. Every time he was cut by Zhu Peng with a sword, he would have to pay a considerable amount of real yuan to disperse Zixiao Yinyan.

And Situ Yu's consumption of Zhenyuan was too large. This time, he was suddenly stabbed in the chest and abdomen by Zhu Peng's sword. He really didn't have to force Zhenyuan to disperse, so that the purple flame burned his body and died, and he was not even qualified to self-explod.

Looking at his brother being burned into a puff of smoke in front of his eyes, Le Hou was stunned for a moment, and in a short time when he was stunned, Zhu Peng had pulled out the bone sword from his chest and abdomen and cut several swords on his body. The black and white light of lingered under Le Hou's body, but with more and more injuries It's getting heavier and heavier, and it's getting darker and darker at this moment.

In any sense, the immortal body must have energy consumption, and the same is true of Lehou's yin and yang.

He slowly turned around and looked directly at Zhu Peng, who was still killing with his sword. At this moment, Zhu Peng had a faint purple and entangled magnetic light all over his body. The power of the airway and body was so perfect in Zhu Peng for the first time, which not only did not contain each other, but even helped each other.

It's just that this is not a good thing, but Zhu Peng's airway and physical strength have been exhausted to a certain extent, and a single existence can no longer even maintain Zhu Peng's body to take off. At this moment, the integration between the two will be so perfectly.

"Sand..." is like the contact between meat and the branded red metal. In fact, it is also similar. Le Hou turned around and waved his back hand and blocked the bone sword cut diagonally by Zhu Peng with the palm of his hand. The blood flowed out from the scars of the palm of his hand. It touched the purple and electric light on the bone sword, and was directly burned into bursts of smoke.

It's just that Le Hou ignored it. He didn't care about his extremely burned palm at all. He just stared at Zhu Peng, looking at his broken and rags, his wounds, and even the pair that has gradually lost its brilliance because of overuse, like a pair. Lack of angry red crystal-like demonic pupils.

"Actually, you haven't been able to support it for a long time, right?

Actually, if you are seriously injured now, you will die at any time, right?

In fact, the sword bone dragon that you have integrated into your body has already begun to rebel, right?

So... why don't you die? He even killed Brother Situ desperately?"

Le Hou's eyes were cracked, and his forehead was full of blue veins. His saliva even sprayed directly on Zhu Peng's face: "What on earth is it for?"

"Because my heart is empty."

"Hmm?"

Le Hou didn't expect that Zhu Peng, who seemed to be confused at this moment, could respond to his words. He just simply roared and vented and accumulated the last emotional power for the last fight. He felt that if he was Zhu Peng, he should take advantage of the time to cut off his two swords, but Zhu Peng suddenly answered, and it was He answered positively, "What on earth is it for?"

"Because my heart is empty and incompetent, I do everything I want. In this state of mind, I can be surprised by myself.

You said that I should have been unable to support it for a long time, but I supported it. I should have died a long time ago, but I just didn't die. The Zen light Buddha sword had already rebelled in my body. The spirit of the dragon affected my blood and even radiated my bones, but I suppressed it even in a state of insufficient true element and poor qi and blood. Reason, control...

I thought about it for a while, and finally I could only return to my state of mind at this time: "My heart is empty, so I can do nothing."

Such words are all truth, but when they come to Lehou's ears, they are just farting.

"I don't care what you do. I just want to kill you." The hands were pushed out, and the yin and yang melted, but this contained an amazing power killing and the equally amazing palms, but it was tilted into the bone sword in Zhu Peng's hand, and then it was just the purple flame sword light, and the yin and yang fish picture between the palms was completely scattered.

Zhu Peng really did not deceive Lehou. If in the previous battle, he still had pride and calculation in his heart, then at this moment, he can really be called "empty in his heart". Zhenyuan was almost empty, and his qi and blood were almost exhausted. Even his heart was under the roar and impact of the dragon in his body, and his fatigue began to collapse, and his heart was empty. Zhu Peng's swordsmanship is more and more ethereal and fierce, and the remaining qi veins are more and more unimpeded, and the mind and body are free. This state is called "great freedom" by Buddhists.

Those who are empty-hearted can get a free method. The sword fairy said, "Jianxin, Jianyi, Sword God..."

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