ask sword 2

Chapter 427 Burning
Sui Yi tried his best to adjust his breath and said, "It's just borrowing Zhanquan's light."

"Don't belittle yourself,"

Jianquan shook his head and said, "In five years, no, in three years, your name will be engraved on the Jiange."

On the precipitous terrain, full of Haotian Gangfeng, the Jiange cliffs that are difficult for ordinary people to reach,

There stood a meteorite rock, which was connected with the mountain and was so strong that only monk Candle Xiao could carve marks on it.

Climbing the Jiange and leaving your name are also feats and romances unique to Zhuxiao
"only,"

Jianquan paused, "Not now."

While the last word was still blowing in the wind, Jianquan's figure had disappeared in place.

Sui Yi suddenly realized that, relying on his deep instinct, he held the Yinghuo sword horizontally in front of him.

The old monk approached in a flash, his right hand formed a Nianhua Buddha seal, and his fingertips covered with dirty blood scabs lightly flicked on Yinghuojian.

clang! ! !
Sui Yi only felt a huge force coming along the blade of the sword, and he flew upside down uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the ruins of stone bricks on the courtyard wall.

Stir up the sky full of dust.

The extremely tough Yinghuo sword also undulates and bends like waves, transmitting power, tearing the palm of the hand.

The bone-piercing pain struck again, but Sui Yi had no chance to stop,

Turning into sword light, she tried her best to escape from the spot,
In the next moment, Jianquan's Buddha Seal with the Blossom of Buddha smashed heavily into the stone brick where she was just now.

With a sway of Buddha's light, the stone bricks were crushed into powder, and the soil below was also sunken down by a layer as if it had been crushed by the soles of giant beasts.

The practice of Zen is slightly different from the mainstream of the school. There are no swords and symbols, and there are more Buddhist sounds and Buddhist seals.

Jianquan has been famous for many years, and the classics of various schools have been integrated, and they are no longer sticking to one trick or one style.There is great power in the gesture of raising one's hand and raising one's foot.

Moreover, this is when he has to allocate 80% of his mind and spiritual power to sing Buddhist music through the shadow demon and induce [-] people in Xingzhou City.

In a real life-and-death confrontation, the four Siye from the academy, or the three cardinals from Taihao Mountain, may not be able to win in a one-on-one situation.

boom!
After a moment of distraction, Jianquan caught up again,

The skinny fist struck the blade of the sword that was burning with the glowing sword energy, causing the blade to bounce back and strike Sui Yi's own shoulder.

sand!
Sui Yi's back hit the prison gate that was still standing in place with difficulty,

The momentum remained undiminished, and the whole person retreated more than ten feet on the central road in the city,
The toes of the feet drag out two long tracks on the ground,
The sharp Yinghuo sword was deeply embedded in the left shoulder.

Blood overflowed from the wound on the shoulder, rolled and dripped along the blade, and was burned by the hot sword energy, emitting a strange burning smell.

Jianquan, on the other hand, still stood on the spot, maintaining the posture of making seals and punching.

There was only a slight white mark left on his fist, which couldn't be seen at all when he wiped it casually.

"Your Yinghuo Sword was created by you, right? Very thoughtful."

Jianquan stood up straight again, and said calmly: "In exchange for the power beyond ordinary exercises, burn yourself,

First burn the spiritual power, then burn the spiritual veins, and finally burn the sea of ​​​​qi.

Is it worth it to 'save' these strangers? "

Burning the spiritual veins, or pushing the output efficiency of the spiritual veins to the limit, would lead to dangerous consequences.

In the slightest, the spiritual veins are damaged, and the realm falls,
If it is serious, the spiritual vein will collapse, and it is impossible to make an inch of progress.

The sea of ​​burning gas is even more serious.

Sea of ​​Qi is the place where body and mind blend together.
Once the sea of ​​qi collapses, the whole person will be crippled, unable to carry it on the shoulders, unable to lift it with the hands, sluggish, and weakened in will, even worse than a desperate patient who has been seriously ill for many years.

The Yinghuo Sword under full force is the product of wandering on the verge of losing control.

The secret was revealed,

Sui Yi's expression became neither sad nor happy.

She forcefully pulled the long sword from her shoulder, pressed her palm heavily on the shoulder wound, and the blazing heat released scalded the wound alive and stopped the bleeding.

"There's no saying it's worth it or not."

Sui Yi flicked his long sword, and shook off the dried blood on the blade. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of those muddle-headed and ignorant Xingzhou people on the street behind.

She looked at those men and women who were old, young, well-dressed, or poorly dressed, and said in a deep voice: "In the eyes of the school disciples, they only do or don't do it."

"Admirable, but stupid."

Jianquan said calmly: "How many times can you block the Buddha's seal? Once the sea of ​​​​qi is burned out, the monk's mind and soul will collapse together.

Become a fool. "

"I see."

Sui Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "So, I won't run away again."

Her long black hair, which fell around her waist, gradually curled up, crackling as if encountering static electricity.

"Ok?"

The old monk narrowed his eyes, felt something faintly, and his expression became serious.

Jianquan, or it used to be the existence of Jianquan, at this moment needs to spend most of his energy on controlling the Shadow Demon, reciting the Buddhist music of the whole city,

When dealing with Sui Yi, only a part of the realm was used.

But now, the gap between the two sides in realm is rapidly narrowing.

Can't wait any longer.

Jianquan originally wanted Sui Yi to use up his spiritual power, and if he couldn't support himself, he would retreat or die, so that he would not use more spiritual power and affect the implementation of the plan.

After all, his purpose is to complete the six reincarnations, not to kill people.

"After so many years, the school's world tour still has a temper."

Before the words fell, the old monk flashed in front of him in an instant, blasting out the Buddha seal.

Whoa!
Sui Yi's waist-length hair was blazing, and her eyes were also shining with scorching fire.

The precarious sea of ​​air roared again, pumping out a large amount of spiritual energy.

Sui Yi tried his best to slash out with a sword, the cross sword energy came later and arrived first, hitting Jianquan first before the Buddha seal was formed.

Boom!

The loud noise was deafening, and the hemp rope used to hang business banners above the street broke directly.
Jianquan and Sui Yi flew out together, the former crashed into the wooden prison tower,
The latter knocked down more than a dozen street pavers.

Dozens of citizens of Xingzhou City who were closest were even awakened by the loud noise, and their eyes became clear again.

"Well, what's going on here?"

"Why are we here?"

"Master Jianquan?!"

The people who didn't know the situation panicked, especially after noticing the corpses of the soldiers who were not far away, they crowded back and tried to escape.

Boom!
Jianquan casually smashed a tough beam that was pressing on top of his head, and stepped out from the ruins of the sentry tower.

Sui Yi also got up from the collapsed pavement, his long hair was burning with a flame without temperature,
The length of the hair, which was originally waist-length, was shortening at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"The sea of ​​qi is not enough to burn, so you bet on your soul and life essence?"

Jianquan said calmly: "If you do this, you can't help but lose hope in this life and lose your soul."

Sui Yi grinned, his eyes shone terribly, "Your Excellency has bet his life, his lifelong reputation, and the future of Zen disciples and grandchildren. Why not be a little crazy, junior?"

(End of this chapter)