Two days later, Zhuo Yuming left some talismans to Qin Su and left Mount Baoli.

After hesitating for a while, Zhuo Yuming still planned to go to Lianhua Temple first and then go to Fuyaozhou.

After all, the incident of the Ghost Tathagata has always been agitated by him. Whether it is the old monk's Buddhist verse or the connection between the Buddha's heart and the Great Way between the Ghost Tathagata, Zhuo Yuming wanted to understand.

So Zhuo Yuming decided to go to Lotus Temple to see if he could seek a true explanation at the Buddha's head.

This Buddhist holy land of Lotus Temple is located northeast of Zhongshenzhou, located in the territory of the Beiqing Dynasty, and is not close to Mount Baoli. Moreover, there are many ferries around the Lotus Temple, so it is very convenient to take a ferry, so Zhuo Yuming chose to take a ferry.

Baoli Mountain is only about fifty miles away from the nearest Nanxi Ferry, and it only takes a cup of tea to fly over it.

Zhuo Yuming, who was flying in the air, suddenly felt a warning sign, and his body suddenly stopped in the air. In an instant, spiritual power spread all over his body, and a green light lingered in his right hand, turning into a knife.

A sharp sword light suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, and the clouds surging to both sides.

The sword light broke through the sea of ​​clouds and arrived in the blink of an eye. The green Qi sword was destroyed by the sword and broke in an instant. After shattering the Eight Desolate God-Slaying Sword, the white sword light fell on an ancient mirror surrounded by silver light. The sword energy was added, and the bronze ancient mirror suddenly trembled, the silver light shattered, and the ancient mirror was chopped away.

The torn sea of ​​clouds was slowly rolling and gathering. A man in black stood in the clouds holding a long sword, his eyes were empty and he was looking at Zhuo Yuming.

Sword Cultivation in Guizang Realm.

Zhuo Yuming already knew the power of the sword just now.

He reached out to recall the Haotian Mirror who was chopped out, and Zhuo Yuming looked at the other party coldly and was ready for battle.

Zhuo Yuming did not take the lead because the opponent's previous sword obviously did not use all his strength, but instead seemed to say hello. The identity of the visitor must be the last wave of assassins in Xiaozaishan, but the murderous intent on the other party was not strong, which made him a little puzzled.

Zhuo Yuming just stared at the middle-aged sword cultivator quietly, as if waiting for him to speak first.

The middle-aged sword cultivator suddenly smiled slightly, and there was a smell of gold and stone when he spoke: "I looked at Mawei's corpse before, and was killed by a sword energy. The sword energy must have arrived instantly from a very far away, so it is impossible for an eighth-grade martial artist to dodge. There are only a few people in the world who have this sword realm. I have seen most of the earth immortal sword cultivators, and the sword energy is not that pure. So the one who cuts out that sword can only be the Sword Saint."

Zhuo Yuming did not say anything. The other party could tell from the corpse of the eighth-grade martial artist that it was killed by the sword saint. It seemed that the other party's sword cultivation might have exceeded his estimate.

"The person I admire most is the Sword Saint Senior. I originally had the protection of the Sword Saint, so I didn't want to attack you again. But if I didn't come and change to another guy, if the Sword Saint was not around, you would probably be unable to escape and die. Although I don't want to kill you, the rules of Xiaojishan are unbreakable. I will only use one sword in the next step, and I will turn around after one sword. As long as you can catch my sword and never die, I will be assassinated by my Xiaojishan three times. No matter who buys your life in the future, I will never take action again."

The middle-aged sword cultivator slowly retracted the long sword in his hand back to the scabbard on his waist. It seemed that he was going to sacrifice his natal flying sword.

"Okay, Master Jinse, remember this friendship with Zhuo Yuming."

Unexpectedly, the visitor was a fan of the Sword Saint. Because of the Sword Saint, he came here on his own initiative, hoping to give himself a chance to survive. Zhuo Yuming smiled and spoke with his spiritual power. The Haotian Mirror was hanging beside him, the Qi Knife in his right hand condensed, and two talismans were held in his left hand.

"Oh? It seems that Chen Yun is just a pseudonym. But since Senior Sword Saint is not here, you not only do not hide your body, but instead show your true face. I must have the means to keep my eyes shut. Just wait for my Xiaoqishan to come to my door. Also, let me see what you rely on, so I don't take my Xiaoqishan seriously."

Jian Xiu was full of curiosity in his words, so he wanted to see what methods this young man with a calm expression had.

The middle-aged sword cultivator wearing a black long gown had a pair of fingers and a light finger.

A sharp aura rose from the sword cultivator's body, and the sword aura that condensed as if it were solid soared into the sky.

Zhuo Yuming's eyebrows and eyes shrank slightly, and he saw a black sword light mixed with wind and thunder, as fast as a terrifying ray of slashing through the sky and stabbing straight in. The sharp sword energy cut the air, and the clouds passed by were all broken. In the sword light, there was a seven-inch-long black flying sword. It was the middle-aged sword cultivator's natal flying sword, the sword name was a fan of Jinse.

Seeing that the flying sword was like a rainbow, Zhuo Yuming did not dare to neglect it. The Eight Desolate Divine Killing Sword activated with all his strength and slashed it hard towards the flying sword. A piece of well-locked card drawn on high-level talisman paper in his left hand, which was specially designed to deal with the sword cultivator's flying sword, was also triggered.

The blue sword light collided with the sword light and collapsed at one touch. The sword light that smashed the Qi sword rushed forward, and runes were like shackles, firmly bound on the sword body, trying to imprison the flying sword. The golden talismans were all blown up between the sword energy. In just one breath, the lock in the well was broken by the sword light, and the golden talismans gradually dissipated in the air.

Zhuo Yuming waved his hands together, and green thunders scattered out. It was the blue thunder net woven by Yimu Gang thunder, which was facing the sword light pocket.

But Yimu Gang Lei could not even be blocked for a moment. The flying sword pierced the snare of lightning and rushed to Zhuo Yuming in the blink of an eye.

With a clanging sound of gold and iron fighting, the black sword light hit the Haotian Mirror wrapped in silver light.

The top-level treasure-level Haotian Mirror was pushed back by the flying sword. Although the silver-white divine light could not become dimmer, it never dissipated. Zhuo Yuming, who was standing behind it with spiritual power, also flew backwards with the Haotian Mirror.

The black flying sword pushed Zhuo Yuming several dozen feet all the way. Zhuo Yuming's face turned from red to blue, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. With a muffled groan, Zhuo Yuming stopped his body. The silver light on the Haotian Mirror suddenly withdrew and gathered all on the mirror. The black flying sword finally stopped rushing forward, but just hovered quietly before the Haotian Mirror. Although the natal flying sword named Jinse stopped, the black sword light flashed forward from the flying sword itself.

The dark sword light actually penetrated directly through the silver light on the Haotian Mirror. Zhuo Yuming knew that it was not good, and the Tianyu robe on his body instantly shone white light.

The white spiritual light was shattered by the black sword light in an instant. The magic robe that had originally flowed through spiritual light suddenly dimmed, and cracks suddenly appeared. The dark sword light broke through the double obstacles of the Haotian Mirror and the Tianyu Magic robe. In the moment, Zhuo Yuming flashed and drove Zhuo Yuming through his chest.
Chapter completed!