Chapter 272 A Bi San Mie
Fu Qingzhou and Yuan Zhen, both holding treasured swords, stood facing each other, two steps away from each other. The two breaths sensed each other, and the swords buzzed at the same time, as if in response.
Unconsciously, a sharp breath turned into a whirlwind, sweeping away with the two of them as the center, causing the clothes of everyone around them to fly.
"Donor, the young monk is about to start."
Yuanzhen said softly: "The first pose, Karma Fire Red Lotus, please be careful."
After saying that, he paused and slowly raised the broadsword.
As soon as the knife was raised, Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank.
The sword intent from the opposite side was like endless fire of karma rushing towards his face. In just a moment, he felt the blood in his body boiling like fire, and even his hair was slightly burnt!
What was even more terrifying was that he could faintly feel that what was flowing through Yuan Zhen's body was inner breath.
This monk is also a five-level monk? !
In the fifth realm, could such a terrifying sword intent exist? !
There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world...
Fu Qingzhou felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and he held the knife in front of him without hesitation.
This time he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. The two battles of Qi Ran and Yi Ran in his body no longer held back, and started running wildly!
The next moment, Yuan Zhen pressed down his arms, and the broad knife slowly slashed down.
His slashing speed was very slow, but it was like a huge mountain falling from the sky. The surrounding air seemed to be compressed and stagnant under the gap of the knife, and it was compressed little by little!
At this moment, the perfection in Fu Qingzhou's eyes had disappeared, leaving only the slowly approaching broad sword.
The blade seemed to be bursting with blazing karma fire. In the fire, there seemed to be countless ghosts roaring and roaring, and there seemed to be gods and Buddhas holding flowers. It sucked his mind into it, almost letting go of everything, and then he even used his energy to fight back. All must be forgotten.
Although it was a sword slashed by an opponent from the Five Realms, to him, it felt no less oppressive than the one he felt when he faced the Fury and slashed it with a sword!
No...this so-called Ah Bi San Mie Sword Technique is even more subtle and terrifying!
Fortunately, Fu Qingzhou has two techniques: Qi Ran and Yi Ran.
His mind just went blank for a moment, and the Yiran Jue flooded his whole body, making his spiritual platform clear. The fire of karma that almost burned up his mind was assimilated by the Qiran Jue, and instead became a rolling torrent in his body. !
The broad knife pressed forward, approaching Fu Qingzhou's body in the dark earth.
Don’t move the Pluto Sword, fight back!
Fu Qingzhou roared angrily, letting the two magical powers in his body go wild. The moment he raised his arms, his sleeves exploded to pieces!
In an instant, two sharp and bright sword lights intertwined, illuminating everyone around them and making it difficult to open their eyes.
Only Murong Xuan and Ning Wushu could barely see everything clearly.
"What a terrible two swords..."
Ning Wushu said to himself, but his eyes were as bright as stars: "Today's young heroes in the world have such strength. "
Murong Xuan looked excited and excited, her hands shook like sieves, and she murmured in a low voice: "What a terrifying knife intention, such a terrifying killing intention, like a demon from hell... I like it so much. , I like it so much!”
With a bang, two deep cracks opened in the ground.
That was Fu Qingzhou and Yuan Zhen's swords sticking together and striking the ground at the same time.
A deep seam spread to Fu Qingzhou's feet, stopping half an inch before his feet; a deep seam spread to Yuan Zhen's right foot, stopping an inch before his toes.
But the strange thing is that Yuan Zhen’s right straw sandal exploded into countless pieces, and the leg of his pants was also torn into rags!
Under the astonished gazes of everyone around him, Yuan Zhen smiled slightly and slowly raised the broadsword again: "Amitabha, in this move, the donor is slightly better than half."
Fu Qingzhou showed no expression on his face, exhaled gently, raised the sword again and held it horizontally in front of him.
At that moment, he had taken advantage of the power of Qi Ran and Yi Ran to forcefully overwhelm the opponent's sword.
But Yuan Zhen is really terrifyingly powerful... He can actually stamp out his own sword with one kick in the blink of an eye!
With such ability, it is not surprising to say that he is at the peak of the Sixth Realm, or even the Seventh Realm!
“Come again.”
Fu Qingzhou took several deep breaths, adjusted his condition, and said calmly.
"Second style... Trekking in the Sea of Bitterness." Yuan Zhen smiled and said: "I heard that the donor is determined and unyielding. I guess this knife is nothing to the donor."
As he spoke, he took a lunge stance and raised his broadsword.
The next moment, he disappeared.
Yes...gone.
Only a trace of light dust rose on the ground, and then Yuan Zhen's figure disappeared.
But Fu Qingzhou's gaze could still catch the figure of the other party - Yuan Zhen did not disappear, but was flashing at a pace that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye!
Fu Qingzhou's pupils vibrated and flickered rapidly, locking the opponent tightly.
At this moment, he saw clearly the shadows of knives in the sky.
But...he has no way of knowing when these countless swords are swung down, which one is real and which one is illusory?
But all this is not important.
The so-called wandering in the sea of suffering is confusion, confusion, and fear, and he has overcome all these as early as when he integrated the two techniques of Qi Ran and Yi Ran, or when he freed himself and realized the countless wronged souls in his body. Pass.
Taking the suffering of all sentient beings as suffering does not mean that one is poor and weak and bears the misfortune of the world, but that one can fly across it in a light boat, travel and save it.
If you are firm-minded and do not look around, you will not be confused, confused, or afraid.
Fu Qingzhou didn't even use the Fudo Pluto Sword. Instead, he closed his eyes and slowly raised the saber, pointing straight forward.
Buzz!
The sound of the knife sounded, and Yuan Zhen's figure reappeared.
There were countless tearing sounds on Fu Qingzhou's body. It was the countless sword energy blowing through the air, tearing his clothes apart. Blood splattered for a while, and hundreds of cuts were cut out of his body. Thousands of wounds!
But his knife was pointed directly at the center of Yuan Zhen’s eyebrows.
The tip of the knife touched Yuan Zhen, and a bright red drop of blood appeared between his eyebrows, slowly dripping down Yuan Zhen's nose.
Yuanzhen, who had always smiled softly just now, finally had a hint of astonishment on his face.
In the widened eyes of everyone around him, Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "I think this knife counts as a tie?"
The shock on Yuan Zhen's face flashed away, and soon it was again Calm down.
He took a step back, holding a knife in one hand and raising a single palm in front of his chest. He bowed slightly to Fu Qingzhou: "The donor really has sentient beings in mind and is not confused. The young monk has been taught."
Fu Qingzhou also took back his saber and said calmly: "There is a third sword, let's fight it quickly."
The sword just now... was extremely dangerous.
Although it was a competition, at the last moment, there was already a life-or-death struggle.
If the sword power of both sides were to advance one step further, Fu Qingzhou would be cut into pieces and Yuan Zhen would be stabbed through the head!
"Understand, the third form - the cessation of ignorance."
Yuan Zhen took a breath and said softly: "This is the supreme sword style of my Jin Chan Temple. Once it is used, the monk cannot guarantee that it will be able to be restrained. If the donor finds it difficult to cope with it, he must not force it to avoid hurting his life. ."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It's okay, I'm saving my life. If I can't beat him, I'll just run away."
"Donor Tongtong"
Yuan Zhen also smiled. He smiled, wiped away the blood between his eyebrows, and swung the broad knife: "Then...be careful."
(End of this chapter)