The extremely majestic swordsman just now could no longer grasp the Holy Blood Sword. His chest had completely collapsed, and he vomited blood and fell softly to the ground.

Strangely, with the separation of the Holy Blood Sword, the suppressed and lifeless pressure suddenly disappeared.

Huigang ignored Lejins, who was dying, looked around the corpse, sighed, and sat cross-legged regardless of the blood on the ground. He recited the original vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who saved the dead.

When Huigang took full advantage of his actions, the warm light on his body did not disappear. As the monk recited the solemn and grand scripture of salvation, the white light seemed to ripples in the water, spreading waves with the monk as the center.

The bloody ground was like hell. As the light passed like water waves, the white light could see faint phantoms coming out of the corpse, and after lingering on the ground, floating in the air. If you look closely, each phantom was the way the corpse looked, and each face was extremely peaceful, as if you had truly been relieved.

The female swordsman who was slumped on the ground seemed to have recovered from the fierce battle scene just now, and his whole body began to tremble like a battle of wind sieve.

Huigang finished reciting. During the recitation of his original vows, he saw everything happening around him. The monk felt more and more that the light in his body was similar to the holy power recorded in the world's texts, rather than the lightning he had mistakenly thought in advance.

The monk hesitated for a moment, but walked to Yalina and said softly:

"Female donor•;•;•;"

But Yalina did not react at all, Huigang's voice became a little louder. At this time, the female swordsman's dull face slowly softened and she began to cry.

Hui was just trying to say something to comfort her, but Yalina suddenly grabbed his shoulders like crazy, looked straight at the monk, and kept saying:

"I am not a slave to the devil, I am not an evil, I am not an evil, what do you think~"

Yalina screamed, tears flowing out of her eyes uncontrollably, with a hint of panic in her eyes, fearing that the monk would not believe her words

"The female donor has no blood and a righteous spirit. Of course, he is a good person. Don't be confused by the words of the meaningless person before."

Yalina looked at the monk's sincere expression, and the weak face was extremely solemn and sincere tone at this moment. She did not listen to the monk's later words. She ignored her tears and pounced on her and hugged Huigang tightly.

Huigang could feel that her chest was getting wet, and the female swordsman cried in his arms.

A man dressed in a thief was watching everything on the battlefield, and he was completely shocked by Huigang's brave performance. When he saw the monk chanting scriptures on the ground, the holy light floated like water waves, and crossed the souls of the corpses in the field, the thief couldn't help but tremble all over:

"Holy light shines!! He turned out to be a light mage close to the holy realm. It is impossible, impossible. His martial arts have defeated the pseudo-sword saint."

The thief called out after violating the discipline that he had to be silent when he lurked.

Huigang in the distance naturally had no way to find the thief who was paying attention to the battlefield with Hawkeye technique in the distance, but he was a little curious with the sword. When the monk picked up the sword, he couldn't feel anything special. However, the difference between Legins having a sword or not having a sword just now. Obviously, the reason for the problem lies in the sword.

The monk remembered that when he was in the past life, he had seen a sword used by the young master of the Tianshan Sect. As long as the internal force was injected into the sword, there would be sword energy accordingly.

He tried to inject internal force into the Holy Blood Sword. After exerting his strength, he felt the internal force and light of the Yijin Jing in his body began to oscillate with the sword. The monk said "Oh" in surprise, and he vaguely realized something. Huigang continued to inject internal force into the sword.

The amplitude of the vibration became larger and larger as he injected it, and the monk could feel his power becoming larger and larger with this oscillation. Soon, the majestic energy and light enveloped the monk. Unlike the thin light armor on Lejins just now, the holy light on the monk was a very powerful heavy armor. The armor was extremely gorgeous, and the light and shadow of various divine beasts were floating on it, which was vaguely shaking, and the pressure shook the heaven and earth.

Among the trees within ten miles of the surrounding garden, all the birds soared into the sky, and all kinds of wild beasts fled out like crazy. The townspeople who had not left felt as if one day was about to come, full of despair.

The thief who was spying in the distance was almost planted from the tree when he was stimulated by his might, but he quickly calmed down and muttered:

"If I hold this sword, I will look like a thief from the Holy Land." After saying that, he spitted into the ground,

But the sad female swordsman there could not feel this amazing momentum at all, and Alina's feelings were released in the scriptures just now.

Huigang looked at the female swordsman crying and the bodies spreading across this mountain road, and sighed:

"So many lives have been killed and injured for this thing, sins, sins." After saying that, he removed his strength and swung his sword into the sheath.

The monk accompanied the female swordsman to bury the bodies of the three companions, and then returned to the town with the sword.

The next day, the mayor, who was afraid of causing great involvement, led the townsmen to bury the bodies outside. At least there was no trace except the devastated mountain road.

However, no one noticed that one of the bodies was missing, and Lekins's was gone.

The Mercenary Guild in a nearby town suddenly announced that it would move to Matt City.

To Huigang's surprise, the female swordsman who took back the Sword of Holy Blood did not show any joy, but was just staring quietly in the church. The young people in the town told the tragic situation outside. Everyone was very afraid of Yalina, and the mayor was also in a very difficult situation. On the one hand, he was afraid that this matter would implicate the Stone Town, and on the other hand, he was worried that if these people were allowed to leave, they would anger these people.

Feeling the increasingly silent female swordsman who looked fearful and disgusted by the townspeople, she just stayed in the church every day and watched the monk and Xiao Feier busy.

Ten days later, the monk who was deeply alert finally relaxed. The young man who was paying attention to the news outside told the mayor of his calm state. Naturally, the news also reached Huigang's ears through Terry.
Chapter completed!