Wei Shu

Chapter 201
Exactly this time!

Wei Shu forced a breath of true energy, and instantly broke through the triple realm with the blood-refining magical skill.

"Boom——" Amidst the deafening thunder, a shadow, like a meteor or lightning, leaped into the air and slashed away.

In an instant, the blood-colored knife surged like a waterfall, dyeing everything around it crimson, and a strong bloody smell quickly filled the air. The murderous intent rushed and the fierce flames surged, as if they wanted to poke a big hole in the sky.

The second form of "Eight Desolation, Liuhe, Heaven and Earth, One Sword":

open day.

The sound of the wind suddenly died down.

The thunder that resounded through the sky and the earth in Benlei Valley fell silent for a certain moment, and there were drops of water dripping in the bloody light all over the sky. At first, it seemed like a trickle, but now it was like a mighty spring water, and then it was like a rushing river, endless, Among them, it is peaceful, round and soft, and instantly washes away the monstrous flames and murderous aura, and restores peace to the world.

However, it is not enough.

Even though the bloody light disappeared, the ray of sword intent cutting across the sky was embedded in the round and peaceful water waves.

Cutting off the water with a knife, even if the torrent never stops, there will always be a breath of separation and reunion.

This knife is being cut between the point and the close.

As a result, the water waves shattered and the swords scattered.

The wind from Ben Lei Valley roared again, two painful muffled groans came faintly from behind the mountain wall, Wei Shu was also bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and her dantian was in severe pain.

But she didn't care about being seriously injured, and after falling into the car with the sword intent that turned like a drop of water, she took advantage of the rest of the momentum and slammed her palms at the rear of the car.

"Bang", the palm wind is like waves, one weight after another, the wheels suddenly fly up, fly past the barricade, land steadily, break through the wind and rain again, and gallop forward.

Under the rain felt, Jiang's mother and daughter felt the body shake, a soft yet powerful force came from the rear of the car, and immediately there was a burst of clouds and fog. When the sound of wooden wheels rolling came from under the car again, the cliff already behind.

Wei Shu leaned on the knife and looked forward, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

After she realized the masters hidden on both sides of the roadblock, she had the idea of ​​using her strength to fight, otherwise, with her own strength, she would not be able to send the carriage across the roadblock while retreating from the enemy.

Looking at it now, the master of the sword was really powerful, and it can be seen from the sword intent that there must be two people who made the move, a man and a woman.

Sure enough, as soon as the thoughts turned here, there was a voice from behind the cliff, one mellow and one tactful, it was a man and a woman:
"Yang Xiong (Qian Xiaocui), Liangyi Yuanyangjian, thank you for your enlightenment."

The two of them were obviously injured, and their breathing was slightly disordered when they spoke, especially Qian Xiaocui's voice was even weaker.

Wei Shu raised her head horizontally, looking at the towering cliff.

The rain curtain and the rocks blocked the vision, making it difficult to see, and even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

But she knew that Yang and Qian were not the only ones behind the cliff, there were others.And the two of them made a sound at this time, seemingly to express their friendship, but in fact they were probing, trying to find out from Wei Shu's reaction at this time her situation, whether she was injured, and... the severity of the injury.

Damn!

A strong killing intent suddenly surged into my heart at this moment.

Kill them all!
Kill everyone!

The blood is steaming up, Wei Shu's eyes are red, the blood flow in her body is accelerating, there seem to be countless ants gnawing on her meridians, and the [-] pores all over her body are screaming excitedly, as if urging her to rush up and have a good time .

This is where the blood-refining divine art is different.

The more blood is stimulated and the realm is raised, the more brutal and bloodthirsty she will be. She can still control it now, but as long as there is a slight opportunity to take advantage of it, this ferocity will backlash, making martial arts practitioners eventually be beaten by martial arts. system.

However, in this situation, killing cannot be stopped.

Wei Shu stood still for a few breaths, then burst into a sudden burst, and the red knife whipped up a blood mist, cutting straight to the cliff.

This time, the blade was only a few feet long, and its tyranny was far less than that of the previous one, but the violent murderous aura implied the meaning of heaven and earth, and I am the only one, as if there is no one in the world who can be such a sword.

The first form of "Eight Desolation and Liuhe, One Sword of Heaven and Earth":
Crack the ground.

The air behind the cliff suddenly froze.

Another breath, suddenly there was the sound of clothes ripping through the air, the man who called himself Yang Xiong seemed to say something vaguely, but it gradually became inaudible from near to far.

The two swords fled away, and Wei Shu's breathing also stagnated.

A strong palpitation suddenly struck, and the next instant, a silver moon rose from the rain.

The osmanthus soul is bright and clear, the pale moonlight seems a little weak, as if it can't even illuminate the cliff clearly, but the turning light wheel seems to be everywhere and omnipresent, and then a majestic Buddha's name comes with the wind :

"Amitabha, turn your back and be right."

The merciful and solemn voice is accompanied by rumbling thunder, thick and chilling. It is not only the compassion of my Buddha, but also the anger of the Vajra. People can't help but want to let go of everything and worship.

Wei Shu opened her eyes wide, but her expression became bewildered.

At this moment, the blood mist had already blurred her vision, and the pouring rain distorted everything. She felt the killing intent in her body dissipate. The pale moonlight was like the dew in the bottle of Guanyin, holy, clear, and serene. It is enough to counteract the evil spirit of the blood refining magic skill.

She slowly closed her eyes.

The wind and thunder roared like a roar, echoing endlessly in the valley. Behind the cliff, a figure jumped down silently, the crescent shovel in his palm shone coldly in the heavy rain.

Got it.

Monk Tan's figure is falling, but his mood is rising.

Yang Xiong and Qian Xiaocui, two cowards, were intimidated by the aura of this woman who didn't know where she came from. Just now, this woman made a second cut, and the couple wiped their heads and ran away faster than a rabbit. I didn't see that this woman was already the end of the gangster.

Forget it, the two couples were a bit reluctant. When they rushed to kill the Cheng family's convoy, Yuanyangjian only killed a few bodyguards, and refused to do the rest. It was Lao Tan who brought Pan Sheng and the others there When doing dirty work, the two of them pretended to be noble.

Bah, why are you young master, Xiaojiabiyu, rolling around in this dirty river and lake, so arrogant?After all these years of fighting and killing, how clean can your two hands be?

Monk Tan couldn't help sneering.

After all the money is taken, things are not easy to deal with. After the woman who is in the way in front of him is resolved, he will make a good publicity in the world, saying that this loving couple is as cowardly as mice, and they left their companions and fled. What face do they have to mess around in the rivers and lakes?At that time, the couple must be taught to taste the fruit of today to avenge this.

And that Yu Wenhong.

Monk Tan's eyes became more and more sinister.

Just now, Yu Wenhong hastily summoned them here, only saying that the mother and daughter of the Cheng family were going to run away, and asked them to intercept and kill them along the road in Benlei Valley. , fled for his life by himself.

Selling friends to survive, despicable.If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a human being!

Monk Tan fixed his eyes on the slender figure that was getting closer and closer below him. Even if there was a strong wind and heavy rain, his red eyes would not blink, just like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)