Looking at the woman in the white dress, Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Another thunderbolt rumbled in the sky outside the courtyard, and huge lightning shone into the dark living room, illuminating Li Xiuyuan's frosty face.

However, the woman in the white dress had no intention of stopping. She shouted loudly and then struck out with her sword again. Under the cover of the lightning in the sky, the sharp sword energy slashed towards the young man less than five feet away from her with a deadly force.

Unable to escape, Li Xiuyuan fell to the ground like a leaf.

With a click, the sword energy did not hit Li Xiuyuan, but cut the bookshelf behind him into two halves, causing him to fall to the ground with a crash.

Li Xiudi slapped the ground with his right hand, stood up like a mountain, pointed the Samsara Sword in his hand at the woman in the white dress, and shouted coldly.

"Even if you are a disciple of a saint, so what? I have already killed a female killer, and I will kill another one tonight!"

"Boom!" A sound!

Another earth-shattering calamity thunder struck from the sky. I don’t know whether it struck Bu Li who was going through the calamity, or was a warning to the woman in the white dress in front of him, or a warning to the young man not to be unreasonable to the saint!

The small oil lamp on the tea table had already fallen to the ground and lost its light. The lightning struck from the sky and reflected on the young man's face as cold as ice and snow, like the Shura God of Killing from the Infinite Hell!

The distance between the two people is only a few steps, but this area of ​​only five feet has become a natural chasm in the eyes of the woman in the white dress!

Because she didn't know how the boy would react to her killing move in the next moment.

Holding the Samsara Sword in his hand, Li Xiuyuan stared at the enemy in front of him as motionless as a statue. There was no fear in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, only an absolute coldness and murderous intent!

If you have a murderous intention, you will kill someone!

Li Xiuyuan knows very well that at this time, compassion is the most useless emotion. It can only make the opponent more excited and treat him more cruelly!

The woman in the white dress looked at the young man illuminated by lightning, the spiritual sword in her hand buzzed, and she struck out with the fatal sword again like lightning!

She wants to make a quick decision, her junior sister is still waiting for her in the inn!

However, this time the young man did not raise his sword to strike again, but looked at the murderous woman with a cold smile.

The Samsara Sword in his hand pointed forward and he shouted quietly: "Arise! Destroy!"

"Buzz! Buzz!" In the sound, two golden lights rose from behind Li Xiuyuan, like two lights from heaven and earth, and it seemed like two world-destroying divine thunders sounded in the living room!

"Rumble!" Another tribulation thunder fell in the sky, and the huge roar combined with the roar in the living room to form the most wonderful phenomenon in heaven and earth!

The last peerless divine thunder fell from the sky, and it was going to kill the monk Buli who was undergoing a catastrophe!

The two rays of golden light rising in the living room turned into two peerless golden swords, ruthlessly slashing at the Meishan disciple who was slashing at the young man with his spiritual sword!

After the sound of "Boom!", the calamity clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, and a colorful light fell from the starry sky towards the monk Buli who had survived the calamity!

"Crack!" After a sound, the snake-like spiritual sword in the woman's hand in the white dress was chopped into several pieces by the power of heaven and earth.

A shrill cry sounded in the dark night, and the woman in a white dress with disheveled hair looked like a ghost...

A snow-white dress was dyed red, and a large number of red flowers bloomed on her body... The person had already flown out of the living room, but one arm was lying quietly in the cold darkness of the living room.

Li Xiuyuan, who was covered in blood, walked out of the living room step by step, holding the Samsara Sword, like the God of War from above the nine heavens.

The reincarnation sword in his hand pointed at the woman in white dress who fell to the ground, and said coldly: "I told you, aren't you afraid of death?!"

The woman in the white dress who lost her spirit sword and one arm looked like a ghost and shouted: "This is not your power, you are not a monk in the world, you are a devil!"

"Even if I were a devil, I was just sitting quietly in the inn. Did I provoke you or provoke you?"

Looking at the stars in the sky, Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "What a sage from Meishan, is this how the disciples you taught walked around the world and turned into killers to harm the people?"

"Since you can't teach your disciples well, then I will send them to reincarnation for you!"

After saying these words, Li Xiuyuan's Samsara Sword struck out with a peerless sword force. The flower petals in the small courtyard left the branches one after another, joining the sword energy in the sky, and gathered towards him.

The woman in the white dress was so stunned that she couldn't speak... How could it be possible? How could these thousands of peach blossoms leave the branches in an instant and fly towards the young man.

Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the Samsara Sword in his hand, showed no expression at all. He didn't even look at the dazed woman in the yard.

Looking at the flowers all over the sky, he murmured softly: "For all sentient beings, the flowers will fall without leaving a trace..."

Suddenly, the flowers all over the sky turned into thousands of golden swords, piercing the night, cutting through the spring breeze, and slashing at the woman in the white dress!

"Ah! My master will never let you go..."

The woman in the white dress who fell to the ground seemed to see her miserable end in the next moment, and couldn't help but scream desperately.

However, the young man standing under the eaves was unmoved, and the flowers that turned into golden swords in the sky were unmoved!

Cut the sky, cut the ground, cut the spring breeze, and continue to chop it down on her head!

"Amitabha! Please spare her life!"

At this moment, the courtyard was filled with golden light, and two figures fell quietly.

One is a monk who has returned from a catastrophe, and the other is a young monk wearing monk robes.

When Li Xiuyuan saw the monk coming back, he had no choice but to withdraw his sword and waved his hand. Thousands of flowers fell quietly, and at the same time, the golden light that filled the sky gradually disappeared.

It was the young monk who spoke. He walked slowly to the woman in the white dress, stretched out his hand to tap her acupuncture points to control the gushing blood, and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

Then he said quietly: "Donor Yun, Fairy Yun did not ask you to kill people..."

After speaking, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and clasped his hands and said: "The female donor was greedy, angry and foolish, and violated Fairy Yun's original intention... Please be merciful, little donor..."

Monk Buli came up quickly, frowned when he saw Li Xiuyuan, who was covered in blood, and said: "It's all because I broke through at the wrong time, so that girl in Ziyi encouraged senior sister to come and cause trouble for you."

"I don't understand, but I will chop off the head of the person who wants to kill me before my own blood dries."

Looking at the monk Buli who had passed through the tribulation, Li Xiuyuan had an illusion, as if the previous monk had died under the catastrophe, and the one in front of him was the reborn Buli.

"Monk, you have heard the Tao, so don't enter the mortal world again!" Li Xiuyuan did not congratulate Monk Buli after breaking through the realm, but said what was in his heart.

Monk Buli was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Monk, I owe you another life. When will it be repaid?"

After speaking sympathetically, he looked at the woman in the white dress who was being helped up by the young monk and shook her head.

He sighed and said: "When your senior sister turned into a killer and came to assassinate my brother, I was on the ferry... Since you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed."

But the woman in the white dress bit her lip and said nothing, just staring at the young man standing under the eaves. She never imagined that the little thief in this junior sister's mouth was actually close to killing her.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the three of them and said nothing. Instead, he said to the waiter who came in after hearing the news: "Clean up the living room, and I will pay you as many spiritual stones as you want."

The waiter was probably used to being beaten and killed in the world, so he didn't waste any time and just called on others to clean up all the broken things in the living room.

The monks who can stay in inns are not short of money, and they naturally understand this truth.

Once it's broken, you can buy new furniture and get a lot of benefits.

"Boil a bucket of hot water and bring it to my room." Li Xiuyuan entered the living room and greeted the waiter while putting away the array tray on the floor.

He didn't expect the swordsmanship of the woman in the white dress to be so powerful. Even though he was on guard, he was still stabbed in the arm by a sword.

"Who is that? This is my junior brother Xuan Ming..."

Seeing Li Xiuyuan covered in blood, Monk Buli was startled. He looked at him and asked, "How is it? It doesn't matter. It just so happens that my junior brother has the elixir."

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said: "Please go back to the mountain this time and tell Yun Ziyi's master for me... I am very afraid of death. If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me."

After he finished, he looked at the young monk and said coldly: "Monk, you are compassionate, but when I was injured before, why didn't you help me?"

Without waiting for the young monk to explain, Li Xiuyuan waved his sleeves and walked to his room.

"The monk is seeing off the guests, I want to be quiet!"

After closing the door, Li Xiuyuan kicked out the guest. He didn't care whether the visitor was a disciple of the saint or not. He almost got stabbed through the chest by this crazy woman with a sword tonight.

The clothes he had just changed were stained with blood, which made him very angry.

Monk Xuanming who was in the station yard was stunned, looked at Monk Buli and asked: "Senior brother, this guy..."

Monk Buli waved his hand and said: "I was sitting peacefully in the inn and someone came to my door and slashed me with a sword. If it were me, I would chase them away."

Until this moment, the woman in the white dress still bit her lip and said nothing.

If I didn't say that I had lost an arm, I would still have to be scolded by my master when I returned to the mountain. Now that I think about it, it's really not worth it.

But she didn't give up. The senior sister died in the hands of this young man. How could a junior sister not take revenge?

Monk Xuanming sighed. He didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan would ignore him. After all, he had good intentions.

Monk Buli waved his hand and said: "You can go to the Dalu Inn. I will find you after breakfast tomorrow... In his opinion, junior brother, you are going too far, and he will naturally not be happy about it."

Monk Xuanming was stunned, looked at the woman in white dress and smiled bitterly: "Are you satisfied now? Come with me back to the mountain. Master asked me to take back my senior brother and you two as well."

After saying that, he walked out of the yard without looking back.

The woman in the white dress looked at Monk Buli and frowned: "Monk, do you call that little devil brother?"

"You call him a devil? Why don't you say something so that I can understand it?"

Waving his hand, Monk Buli smiled bitterly and said: "You are lucky if you don't die today. If I turn back a step later, you will become a dead soul under the sword... The saint's disciples will also die."

The woman in the white dress was so angry that she stomped out of the courtyard: "I will remember this grudge!"

From a distance, the woman in white dress's unwilling voice could be heard, which echoed in the vast night and was extremely eerie.

Monk Buli was startled and thought to himself, "Do you have the guts not to leave?"

Boom boom boom!

Monk Buli knocked on Li Xiuyuan's door: "Brother, I'm still hungry. I was struck by thunder just halfway through eating."

"The food was all spilled by that crazy woman. You go find the waiter yourself...and don't bother me."

While soaking in the hot fire brought by the waiter and looking at the bone-deep wound on his left arm, Li Xiuyuan replied coldly, thinking that he would have to sleep under the eaves for a while.

The stars are shining brightly tonight, maybe they can heal his wounds.

While I was thinking about it, I originally wanted to chat with this woman who looked like Hua Tianxia, ​​but I didn't expect that it would almost cost me my life.

It seems that the master of Meishan is also a cruel woman, otherwise how could the disciples she taught become more cruel than the last?

When Yun Ziyi failed to kill herself, she drugged her. Fearing that the poison would not kill her, she even invited venomous snakes and beasts to attack her in the cave. After a disagreement, she shot an arrow...

Today's woman is even more ruthless. From what Monk Xuanming said, Master Meishan clearly asked this guy to take back Yun Ziyi's guy, but he couldn't help but want to kill him while the monk was going through the tribulation.

If he really died in the hands of this woman, would Master Mei still punish his disciples?

If a person is weak, let others bully him; if a horse is weak, let others ride him.
Chapter completed!