It was already autumn, and the night wind was already slightly cold and icy. In the slightly stinging cold wind, the corpses were everywhere. Chen Fei was wearing a simple gray housekeeper costume. He stood among the corpses with a smile, lifting his sword and blowing down a blood bead of swords. The young sword cultivator with wide robe and wide sleeves in front of him had already fallen softly to the ground. The blue spiritual sword lost all its spirituality and fell to the hands of the sword cultivator. On his extremely young face, a bright red color bloomed silently, taking his life and making the atmosphere around him more and more depressing and cold. n∈∈

**The mortal fetus can kill a master of sword cultivator with one sword.

This picture that could hardly be written in the story of the story was now appearing naked in front of every person, as if the air between this world had been drained instantly, depriving everyone of their voices. They could only watch the man dressed in a servant shook his sword slightly, with a gentle smile on his face at the pale face, but still standing stubbornly, and whispered.

"Amitabha... Bodhisattva, but it's been a long time since I saw you."

The voice was mellow and clean, and the expression on Chen Fei's face was even more peaceful and calm, like a great monk, which made the expression of the noble lady in front of her pause slightly, and then a trace of arc flashed slightly. Although there was only such a trivial change, the expression and temperament of the noble lady were as different as the earth was, and it became completely different. Her eyebrows and eyes were still as beautiful as before, but she could no longer see any nobleness in the world. Instead, she was replaced by a transcendent, free and pure look.

"Long time no see, Ksitigarbha..."

Standing with one hand on his chest, the "luxury lady" smiled and returned the salute to Chen Fei. The breeze blew, and everything that was happening in the He Mansion around him stopped suddenly as if the pause button was pressed. The generals who fought desperately and swung their swords, the four heroes who besieged the generals, the blood slowly spreading on the bluestone slabs, and the hideous roar on the thick and strong face... They all stopped, and then they turned into quicksand slowly collapsed and dissipated as if they were blessed by the great power of nature for thousands of years. Not only these bloody warriors, but the magnificent He Mansion mansion, the branches and leaves that rustled under the autumn wind, all dissipated, turning into lingering sand and soil flying with the wind. Chen Fei was slightly stunned, and his five fingers subconsciously stretched out slightly, as if they wanted to grab something, but he only felt the delicate quicksand flowing from his fingers, without a trace of left.

The tentacles are as smooth as silk, but they have a lasting and faint decay.

It is not death, but the smell that naturally appears because of witnessing too many new life and death.

This is the breath of time.

The strongest way!

"Amitabha, Ksitigarbha, you are smart and have guessed the plan of the Buddha..."

A faint smile interrupted Chen Fei's thoughts. Looking back, the noble lady wearing a long golden group had a drastic change in her face. Her handsome face still had a more masculine aura of a man, and her pure and unresolved compassionate taste. She was wearing a white robe, her slender palms stretched out and she held a glass jade bottle. She was one of the four great Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, Guanyin!

"Bodhisattva Muzan can reverse the cause and effect of things without any investigation, or even reverse life and death. Such power is only possible for the law of time and the cycle of cause and effect. Of course, I have thought that everything may be true, but a powerful person who rescued me from the air when I was dying, but I immediately overturned this ridiculous guess..." Looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a pure and compassionate face, Chen Fei tilted his head slightly and stretched out his hands, and said lazily,

"The Bodhisattva may not have been walking in the mortal world for a long time, but Fei has been struggling in the secular world for decades, but he has never seen weeds outside the capital of a country that can grow to half a human height..."

Chen Fei's answer made Guanyin Bodhisattva slightly stunned, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "This is indeed my mistake. It makes you so easily able to break the illusion of reincarnation this time..." He sighed slightly, Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly stepped beside Chen Fei, and pointed his left hand at the earth and Dajiang Capital that had turned into a vast yellow sand. He smiled peacefully: "But, Chen Fei, do you know where this earth is?"

"I guess this is the capital of Dajiang, or it's a former site, but I don't know how many years the big ginger has been drowned in the yellow sand..." Chen Fei said without hesitation with a slight smile, and his confident face caused the Bodhisattva to sigh again.

"I'm smart, and even the problem was completely pushed."

"Yes, this is the former site of Dajiang Capital. Even I can't remember how many years it has been flooded by yellow sand. However, I vaguely remember that when the Dajiang sacrificed to heaven, my mount was still learning to walk under the lotus. At this time, I can already call the wind and rain, and laugh proudly..." Looking at the yellow sand that looked at the endless distance, Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke slightly, but the implicit meaning was that Chen Fei's pupils suddenly contracted into a circle-

The great compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva is one of the four great Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. He is a disciple of Tathagata. His magic power is not inferior to that of the Buddha! Such a peerless powerful person is naturally not an ordinary person! Chen Fei was once a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and he had naturally seen Guanyin Bodhisattva's mount, roaring towards the sky! Someone once saw a single bark fighting three dragons and two dragons alone. He fought for three days and nights, killing one dragon and two dragons before he could die. Although he knew that the roar under the Bodhisattva's seat would naturally not kill, its precious and powerful aspects were probably far beyond ordinary roars. This kind of divine beast of heaven and earth would need a little longer than that of human practitioners to grow up. From being toddler to calling the wind and rain, the time span between them is probably no less than 100,000 years!

If he wants to recreate that city over a hundred thousand years, he cannot do it! Ksitigarbha cannot do it! Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally cannot do it!

So, who can do this? Who is willing to do this for Chen Fei?

The fine beads of sweat on the forehead emerged unconsciously. Chen Fei suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and his right hand holding the sword was also a little stiff. Guanyin Bodhisattva turned around and looked at Chen Fei seriously. After a long time, he sighed leisurely:

"I said you're really smart."

After saying that, he ignored Chen Fei's face that had become even more ugly in an instant, and slowly said to the ground in the yellow sand that was dancing with the wind: "Although I don't know how many years this big ginger has been submerged by the yellow sand, I still know everything you have experienced. It was the story that happened in the autumn of the 37th year of the Yellow Emperor's calendar. It has been more than 137,000 years since then... He Yuan, the national guru of the Great Jiang Kingdom, died at the hands of old hatred when he was completing a secret mission. On that night, with the help of another swordsman named Chen Fei, more than 30 Jianghu's heroes broke into the heavily guarded He Mansion. The sword cultivator of the courtyard guard was pierced by Chen Fei's sword and died. The last 31 remaining Jianghu's heroes started killing in the He Mansion, which had lost its defensive power. From the elderly to the young children, they all killed them quickly!"

Calmly as if he was reciting the narrator, Guanyin Bodhisattva's wide sleeves slowly swung towards Chen Fei, causing Chen Fei's face to change suddenly. The long sword in his hand was sharper and faster than his words. With a light sound, he stabbed out quickly. The airflow around him was motivated by the slightly trembling sword body and turned into a sharp sword energy, which was enough to easily tear apart the body protection of a top-notch master in the world. Even ordinary practitioners could not get it well under Chen Fei's sudden sword sword. However, his current opponent was neither a hero from the world nor a cultivator, but the real transcendent who traveled to the north and the south sea!

The light white sleeve robe directly enveloped Chen Fei's vision with a terrible aura covering the sky and the earth. The sword light that Chen Fei stabbed into the sleeve robe was like raindrops sinking into the lake, without even a ripples. A huge aura was transmitted from the obscured vision around him, making Chen Fei's brain blank with a bang, but even so, his right hand holding the sword was still stable so that there was no tremor. Sensing the obstacles coming from the blade of the sword, his right hand, right arm, and whole body were involuntarily exerting force.

Cut this obstacle!

Cut it!

I don't know if it was Chen Fei's will that played some role. The dense and tough obstacles that blocked the blade seemed to turn into the bitter evening breeze of autumn night in an instant, disappearing. The sharp blade instinctively waved the arm to tear the cold wind and then slashed into the flesh and blood.

Pooh ~

The sound of the sword blade entering the body was as dull as in memory, followed by the light hissing of blood gushing out from the narrow sword wound. The familiar sound awakened Chen Fei's consciousness from the void. The bitter autumn wind, the branches and blood flying with the wind, reflected into Chen Fei's vision, causing his eyes, which had no focal length, to suddenly shrink-

here it is...

Looking at Chen Fei, who was so magnificent that he looked like a tiger lying on a mountain mausoleum, was extremely familiar with it, but...

Shouldn't it return to a pool of yellow sand with the wind as the mana is withdrawn a few minutes ago? But why did it reappear? Looking at the He Mansion Master's House in front of him, Chen Fei's face was filled with horror, but at this moment, a gust of evil wind came towards his temple. Even though his consciousness was still calm in thinking, the sword in his hand faithfully performed his duties - the deep sword light as deep as water broke, and then avoided the sword that was slashed down from an incredible angle, and then accurately pierced into the attacker's throat when the sword light was only about an inch away from Chen Fei's vital point.

Smack ~

The sharp sword technique crushed the soft throat directly, and the throat bones were broken, allowing him to be so majestic and arrogant during his lifetime to fall softly at Chen Fei's feet like a pile of rotten meat. His expression was cold and hard, and there was no change until death. His rough face was not much recognition, but he could accurately find his position in Chen Fei's mind.

Chen Fei recognized him.

When he first entered the He Mansion, at the request of He Yuanzheng, the one who led Chen Fei into the west wing was the cold and tough man who died under Chen Fei's sword, He Da.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Chen Fei's mind, which was a little confused just now, finally calmed down. A distant light flashed in his dark eyes, extremely quiet. Even if he was in a killing field like Shura hell, even if there were shrill wails before his death sounded in his ears every breath, he could not awaken him from this state of contemplation.

Of course, Chen Fei did not fall into deep thought.

And since it is a fake thing, it will definitely be exposed.

A small, slim body appeared in Chen Fei's vision. The silk-like black hair was dirty by the soil and looked a little listless. The delicate face was covered with whiteness caused by fear, which made his steady and long breathing rhythm chaotic, but in a flash, it returned to silence until the bright sword light that looked like a dragon jutting down from the nine heavens appeared behind the little girl.

Clang ~

The long sword on his waist was roaring like a dragon, blocking the green dragon's claw-exploring sword style from the middle. The sword tip turned and slapped the sword spine hard on Huang Saner's face, whose pupils were covered with blood. The thick force rushed endlessly like waves, knocking the famous hero of the world with a reputation for the world for several meters. He still staggered on the ground and was still dizzy. A wound about a short inch wide on his face swelled with a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sobert with me!"

After shouting Huang Saner, who was so murderous intent, Chen Fei stepped to the side of the little girl lying on the ground, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to caress the girl who gave her pastry, comforted her and said, "It's okay... Don't worry, no one can hurt you with me..." Chen Fei clearly had no regrets about what he did, but the voice that comforted He Ling'er was extremely dry at this time.

"Wow..."

With a very miserable cry, He Ling'er pounced on Chen Fei's arms, feeling the thin body in his arms shivering and trembling like a dead leaf in the autumn rain. The expression on Chen Fei's face became more and more depressed. Suddenly, the crying of the person in his arms was slightly deformed, and his body stiffened unnaturally, causing a flash of light in Chen Fei's pupils to flash, but he did not react, or in other words, he hugged the thin body in his arms tighter.

Pooh ~

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh and blood was extremely dull, but when it was his back, the dullness was a bit bitter. It was enough to swell a cultivator's poison and spread rapidly to Chen Fei's heart along his bloodline, making his vision gradually blurred. In his last vision, the flying bat roared like a lone wolf, and the long sword in his palm burst out with a sharp sword light that had never been seen before, swallowing He Ling'er's small body directly.

However, the girl who was devoured by the sword light was smiling very brightly at this moment.

And dazzling.

"I said to Bodhisattva...what do you want to do? Why not show the tricks directly?"
Chapter completed!