The residence of the Minister of Justice, whether it was the guard or the servants, they watched the two men fight from afar, but no one dared to come forward to stop them.
Two outsiders were fighting in the mansion, and the master disappeared again. It is hard not to doubt whether the master had been harmed by these two people.
The thin and dry old man looked rude and didn't say anything, but his every move made him look numb.
I saw him, his eyes were scarlet, licking the sharp bone-clearing knife, and smiled coldly: "That's all my ability? I'm so disappointed!"
Li Taiping didn't say much, his three steps were already completed. A huge figure composed of true energy soared into the sky, picked off a ray of moonlight, merged into the sword intent true energy, and stabbed towards the Thousand-faced Demon Lord...
But when I saw the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, he didn't dodge or dodge, and danced with excitement. I haven't been so exciting for so many years, and he was full of expectations for this sword.
Facing the sword light, the bone-clearing knife in his hand was dismantled vigorously, as if the knife was inserted into the flesh and bones and left, like a butcher cutting a cow, wielding it freely.
The moment when the moonlight touched the bone-clearing knife, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord smiled, as if he was in the sea of flowers, feeling the beauty and fragrance of the flowers.
Bathed in the sword energy and moonlight, a happy smile bloomed, and the moonlight and sword energy fell like a scattered flower of the heavenly girl...
Li Taiping widened his eyes and looked at the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord in disbelief. He had seen the world and killed the Grandmaster. It was not the first time that he had entered the world. It shouldn't be so surprised.
Today, this ugly and vulgar guy really shocked him. He knew what it means to have heaven beyond heaven and people beyond man. No wonder the second brother of Zhujianshan said, don’t underestimate the masters of the world.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord has undoubtedly become a master of cultivation, but his mind has long surpassed the mortals in the world and is close to the master.
In the blink of an eye, the world changed and was already down to earth. I saw him, and the bone-clearing knife lit up Li Taiping and said with a smile.
"The sword technique is pretty good, but the mood is far from bad. Don't think that by accident, you can challenge the deity by practicing the sword magic technique and achieving great success in your mind."
Li Taiping said coldly: "Kill you enough!"
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord seemed to hear the most cola-loving joke in the world and pointed at his nose and said.
"Kill me? I have experienced nine days of life, from a few years to ten or twenty years, and I have experienced thousands of tastes in the world, and then I have cultivated the great perfect state of mind. You, a boy with yellow hair and still not dry breasts, dare to say
Kill me!"
Li Taiping turned his hand and touched the sword box, and was about to come out with the two swords, but heard a sneer coming from a distance.
"It seems like I can't kill you!"
He sneered forward and a short and concise bone-clearing knife slid out from his sleeve.
When the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord turned around and couldn't help but exclaim: "Master!"
But when he saw the death, he shook his bone-clearing knife and said, "You are not my disciple, my disciple has long died!
After speaking, I suddenly laughed at the sight of myself, and my smile was a little cunning: "I called you master when I spoke. Now it seems that your state of mind has not yet been perfect, otherwise what I saw today should be Master Shangshu."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord looked at the bone-clearing knife in his hand, and a chill slammed his tail spine and rushed straight into the sky spirit cover...
He turned his head and looked at Li Taiping, and smiled and said, "Little brother, can we join forces besides this person?"
Li Taiping had already seen that the short blade in his hand was exactly the same as the bone-cutting knife in the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's hand, and couldn't help but smile and said, "You are just thinking about this. But I don't know what you call me at the senior?"
The thin and dry old man in front of him was full of death, and he would feel sad whenever he saw him. Facing such a person, if he was not careful, he would be a scam with a tiger and would harm his life.
He shook his head and said, "The old man has been dealing with dead people for twenty years, and I have long remembered whose surname is. But there is no need to worry. After all, the old man also works as a job in Jingzhao Mansion, so he can make a living in the yamen."
Seeing this, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord couldn't help but feel panicked. As the old man said, Zheng Jingxuan had not finished his life, and his mind was not yet perfect. At this time, he felt a little embarrassed when facing the master of the previous life.
When Li Taiping saw the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, his eyes were squinting, not as sharp as before. He knew that the two were not acting, at least the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord did not.
It is feasible to avoid one person. Even if the old man has the heart to kill two birds with one stone, he will have to die after the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord is dead.
Li Taiping nodded and smiled, "Senior, let's start."
After the words came, the three swords came out at the same time. On the other hand, they could not see any movement when they were alive, but the person turned into a gray shadow, and came first.
The battle between the bone-clearing knives is the kind of calm and quiet on the surface, and there is a dangerous undercurrent inside.
The knife and wrist flip flexibly, but there was no confrontation. It can be seen that the master and apprentice's skill in peeling and removing bones has reached its peak.
Li Taiping's Lishou Sword is also a craft. Since the three swords were released together, he thought it was the peak of Lishou Sword. But now that he has reached the peak and looked at it again, he has discovered that the world is vast, and he has been watching the sky in a well.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord used his unmovable heart and used a bone-clearing knife to dismantle three steps without seeing fireworks. He saw the ultimate accuracy and the subtle control in a slight slight way. He knew that his superb skills could be broken.
Go away from the earth-shaking momentum.
Today he has a new understanding of sword skills. It turns out that the most ordinary practice in the world can also shake the sky and the earth.
I was killed tonight and learned the art without delay. It was considered that I was mixed up by silver when I walked on the night, and I was surprised.
The master beats his apprentice, and his skills are in conflict, plus a boxing helper, it is obvious that the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord is at a disadvantage in this life.
Since you suffer a loss in this life, you can only fight for another life, but who to replace you is a big problem.
The hero that everyone admires cannot be used, and he must keep the scenery in front of others in the future.
A scholar who reads the books of sages and talks about worldly principles cannot be used because it is not enough to fight.
The divination wizards who cheated were not good either, so these two people would not be able to use that trick.
After thinking about it, there is still another identity available, but after the clarity is revealed, it may lead to the bald donkeys in Xiantong Temple.
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord thought about it in the flash, but he still hung up the lottery. Li Taiping's Sanchai Sword made a hole behind him.
He would rather take Li Taiping's sword than be killed by his master. Because one knife would cause separation of flesh and blood, which would cause disability and death.
During the battle, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord made a fuss, suddenly pulled back, and pulled off his thin mask.
Li Taipinghe was about to pursue him when he was alive, but he heard the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord yelling the Buddha's name...
"Good! Good!"
"The two donors, blinded by their eyes, are deeply trapped in the abyss of hatred. They should be lost early and return to the other side!"
The short man turned into a tall man, and the vulgar old man turned into a grand monk with a solemn appearance. All the changes were only about which face shed.
He frowned and said, "Retreat the Farohan?"
Li Taiping smiled and looked at the big bald man in front of him, sighed: "I killed Zheng Jingxuan and even attacked a golden arhat. It seems that my fate with Buddhism in this life will never be eliminated."
"What the little donor said is very much. Changchunting, you have a connection with my Buddha, and Songmen Island has witnessed the deep connection between Buddha. Why not convert to Buddhism today and cultivate the source of blessings in the next life."
Li Taiping smiled and said, "The real monks can't even let the boy become a monk, let alone you, a fake monk. Do you think that wearing the Buddhist skin, you will really become a Taoist monk." The Thousand-faced Demon Lord clasped his hands together again.
He chanted the Buddha's name: "Real skin sac, fake skin sac, why bother to care if you have Buddha in your heart? The little donor is attached to the appearance!"
Li Taiping glanced at him and said, "The monk has always been very good at making excuses. He has to say that he has to say it until dawn. Let's do it."
Seeing his face gloomy, he whispered: "Be careful, he couldn't let go when he was my disciple. Now it's different. Don't be saved by him anymore."
Li Taiping nodded and said, "You and I can beat you and I, but I don't know if you have cultivated Buddhist supernatural powers."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said the Buddha's name: "In the nine generations, all of you have one mind toward the Buddha, why not put down your butcher's knife and continue your Buddha's fate and achieve the right result."
Li Taiping looked up and down at the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. Seeing his treasure, he couldn't help but sigh: "This man is crazy about cultivating his mind and demons. He really treats himself as a Buddhist arhat who saves people in the world!"
He saw the dead and said coldly, "I have been a human being in my life and robbed my skin and lived for others. He is a demon, not a human being. Killing him will not only take revenge and eliminate harm. I have no reward today, but I will also kill him.
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After the words came, a gray shadow pounced on it. The bone-clearing knife cut through the night, and flashed and was about to cut off the monk's head.
But when the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said the Buddha's name, he instantly possessed his golden body, blocking the bone-clearing knife that was everywhere and in detail.
He killed countless people in his life, but never killed a golden arhat. Unexpectedly, his sword would also hit a wall.
Li Taiping killed the golden arhat and knew that if he wanted to break the turtle shell, it would be impossible to use Lishou sword and bone-clearing knife alone. He had to use violent means and hammer it hard.
"Senior, please keep it aside, see if the boy breaks his golden body."
As he said that, he took three steps and a thousand miles again...
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord took out a golden handprint and said aloud: "You use Tianshu Realm to break the golden body, but there is no secret method to bless you, so the golden body cannot be broken."
"You use the sword to break the golden body, but it is difficult to achieve it, and the golden body cannot be broken."
"You have two swords in your sword box, but you have to put them to the end before using them. So what if you can break the golden body?"
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said as he looked at the dead and said, "You have no salary to kill, and you will eventually lose the Buddhist handprint."
"The two donors, you want to do it but can't do it, so why bother to be persistent!"
Li Taiping frowned slightly, glanced at the dead and said, "It's so amazing, as if I had seen it with my own eyes. Does this bald donkey have the ability to predict the future?"
Seeing his face as he was gloomy, his bone-clearing knife tightened and tightened, and said, "But it was the predestination that the fake monk has cultivated his destiny."
Li Taiping's face changed and he said seriously: "How is this possible for Buddhist supernatural powers? He is just a fake..."
He shook his head when he saw him, "The Thousand-faced Demon Lord cultivates his mind for nine generations, which is the fate of all beings in the three realms and six realms. There is nothing to be surprised to cultivate the fate of the destiny."
"So, he saw that you and me were defeated?"
He nodded without saying anything more.
Li Taiping is an old martial arts world, and if he can't beat him, he will run away. However, he doesn't plan to run away today.
The evil fate of Buddhism, buying evil and assassination, the uncle's grudge, and being evil for nine generations, today I will not kill demons and eliminate demons. He is uneasy and cannot calm down...