At this time, deep in the forest ahead, a Buddha's name came down from high above. Someone chanted: "The Buddha taught all the Dharma to save all the minds. If there is no all the mind, why use all the Dharmas?"

Zhou Tong slowed down his body, tightened his grip on Gu Qianlian behind him, raised his head and looked up, and saw a tall figure stepping on the jungle. Although he was dressed in gray monk robes, he had an indescribable elegance.

But in the dim night, I couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

After a slight pause, he stepped forward without hesitation. As the two sides got closer and closer, the voice of the gray-robed monk continued to echo in his ears.

"The body is the dharma body, the appearance is prajna, and the use is liberation. If you stop and contemplate, you will become calm and wise. The calm and wisdom will make the mind clear, and the virtue will be perfect."

"Wu Xiang Monk!"

Zhou Tong finally recognized who the other party was, because what the other party was reciting was really the introductory and clear outline of the world-famous peerless martial arts "Ten Forms of Wuxiang".

This man is a holy monk of the Shaolin sect. He created his own "Wuxiang Gong" to achieve great success. Together with the leader of Changbai, Fu Lao Shenxian, he is the two great masters of the Baidao Eight Sects Alliance, second only to the magicians Pang Ban and Fu.

The rain of sword waves turned the clouds over the two of them.

This holy monk challenged the magician Pang Ban twice. Although he was defeated in both battles, he did not die. Instead, his prestige among the eight alliances became even greater.

It was also the first time for Zhou Tong to see Wuxiang Monk. He had a face full of strange charm, his skin was as smooth as a baby's, but his pair of brilliant and restrained eyes concealed unfathomable intelligence and insight into the world.

of mind.

Standing tall and tall, he naturally possesses an irresistible momentum and demeanor, revealing an inexpressible demeanor.

Standing on the dead branch of the forest without any thought and hatred, he stood as motionless as a mountain and proclaimed the Buddha's name leisurely: "With this true heart, if you want to subvert the world and ignore the life and death of all living beings, you will definitely be like a blind man walking alone in the dark night and never see the sun."

"How long will Feng Donor continue to be so stubborn?"

Suddenly, a sharp sound came from far and near.

"Brother Wuxiang, why haven't you done anything yet? Do you want me to stretch your muscles?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an old man with white hair and childish face beside Wuxiang Monk. His eyebrows were as white as snow, and the whisk was hanging down in his hand, making him look like a fairy.

Gu Qianlian was really stunned this time. She didn't expect that the two most powerful people in the Eight Sects Alliance, Shaolin's Wuxiang Monk and Changbai's Immortal Immortal, were all dispatched.

At this moment, Wuxiang Monk struck out with his palm, and it turned into dozens of palms in an instant, as if they were coming from all directions from heaven and earth, and even Zhou Tong felt that he could not avoid it.

The Immortal Immortal took action at the same time, not caring about the identity of the senior master at all. The whisk in his hand turned into the Nine Heavens Galaxy, and in an instant he exploded with all his strength.

Only then did Zhou Tong come to his senses. The Moon-Crueling Sword in his hand was whistling. At this moment, he had already exerted his strength to the extreme.

The sword's light flashed vertically and horizontally, like a blue dragon rising out of the sea. The magic power of life and death surged, condensing a breathtaking edge on the blade.

The three of them fought into a ball in the blink of an eye. The swords, fly whisks and fists collided fiercely. The trees were broken by the blows, and the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground rose into the sky in the strong wind.

The speed at which they fought was so fast that the onlookers could not even see their figures clearly. Only terrifying roars could be heard from time to time, making people feel terrified.

"stop!"

Jin Bingyun's voice suddenly came from not far away. Wuxiang Monk paused slightly, but still stopped.

The Immortal Immortal is extremely unwilling to give up, but at this time the leaders and disciples of the eight sects have appeared. If he falls out with the owner of Cihang Jingzhai, it may not end well.

Zhou Tong's expression was slightly cold. He raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from, but his eyes tightened.

Is this still the Jin Bingyun he knew?

She was covered in blood, and some of her tattered robes were covered with dust and broken leaves. Her knees were especially muddy, as if she had fallen to the ground countless times and struggled to get up.

You know, how much she likes to be clean!

"Master Wuxiang, old god, let him go!" Jin Bingyun said in a hoarse voice.

"Master Jin Zhai, you know, this is impossible. Too many disciples of the Eight Sects have died under him." Monk Wuxiang said with a sigh.

No matter whether this matter was a misunderstanding at first, but the situation has developed to this point, the Eight Factions Alliance is already riding a tiger and is unable to retreat, and there is no way out.

The Immortal Immortal did not speak, but his eyes towards Jin Bingyun became increasingly cold.

"If you are unwilling to let him go, then I will kill myself and die in front of you." Jin Bingyun unsheathed his sword, and Sen Han's blade was pressed against his neck.

"What do you think will happen if the master of Cihang Jingzhai is forced to death by your alliance of eight sects?"

"What would the people of Cihang Jingzhai think? What would the people of Jing Nian Zen think?"

Jin Bingyun's voice was cold and determined. Even though her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, the aura of determination made everyone's hearts tremble.

"I don't need you to stand up for me..." Zhou Tong looked angry and yelled loudly.

"Shut up." Jin Bingyun shouted angrily. This was the first time she spoke to Zhou Tong in this tone.

"I tell you, this time, we have severed all ties between you and me. From now on, there will be no relationship between you and me."

"I will not lock you in anymore. I would rather give up using this talent than be with a man like you who has no responsibility and responsibility."

"do you understand?"

"Ahem!"

After speaking like a storm, Jin Bingyun coughed violently, and scarlet blood flowed out, stinging Zhou Tong's eyes.

"Who hurt you? Is it these two old guys?" There was an uncontrollable killing intent in his heart, and he could hardly help but kill anyone who dared to hurt her.

"What does it have to do with you?" Jin Bingyun's tone was cold, and he swung his sword suddenly, causing blood to flow from his neck. Facing the Wuxiang Monk and the Immortal Immortal, he said decisively: "People, are you going to let me go? Or not to let me go?"

"I will only give you three breaths of time to think about it. If you still don't agree, I will die in front of you."

"three."

"two."

…

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive and heavy, and almost all the masters of the eight sects gathered around. Once the master of Cihang Jingzhai died tragically here, I am afraid that the entire Baidao would completely fall apart.

Nowadays, Pang Ban's demonic power is so powerful that it has already caused the Bai Dao power to decline day by day. If such a shocking event really happens, it will definitely cause a sensation all over the world. No one can bear such consequences.

"one."

Jin Bingyun's eyes were indifferent, and he slashed the long sword in his hand without hesitation, without even a trace of hesitation. At this moment, he completely ignored life and death.

"Master Jin Zhai, you win." Monk Wuxiang sighed, and a gust of wind knocked down the long sword in Jin Bingyun's hand.

"Wuxiang, do you know what you are doing?" The Immortal Immortal's face turned pale as he scolded him sternly.

Monk Wuxiang sighed: "I will bear the consequences of today's decision. Let's end it here."

He turned around and looked at Zhou Tong and said: "Feng Xinglie, please go. After today, our alliance of eight factions will fight you to the death. Next time, no one will be able to stop us from taking action."

"You take care of yourself!"

At this moment, the system light curtain appeared in front of Zhou Tong.

[Talent, Destiny's Choice has been activated.]

[Due to your choice, you have formed an undying feud with the Eight Factions Alliance. Jin Bingyun, the leader of Cihang Jingzhai, threatened the Eight Factions with death to find a way out for you.]

[Under the influence of talent, you feel the deep malice of this world towards you, and you will definitely encounter a life and death crisis next]

[At the critical node of your destiny, you need to make a choice.]

[If you choose to leave directly, you will escape the danger of death and get the "Illustrated Book of the God of War", but Jin Bingyun will be assassinated and will definitely die.]

[Choose to fight against the eight sects and protect Jin Bingyun from leaving. You will be robbed and killed by the forces of the Destiny Cult, and you will receive a ten-year penance card x 1.]

[Note: "The Illustrated Book of the God of War" is Taoism's supreme martial arts metaphysics, which contains the mysteries of the heaven, earth and universe, and is a fourth-level true secret.]

"Fourth-level true skills?" Zhou Tong murmured. This was the first time he saw true skills appear in the system selection, and they were fourth-level skills.

But the price is the eternal death of the woman in front of him!

Zhou Tong thought of her control and manipulation of him, and how he couldn't help but have a crush on her like a puppet.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

The anger in his heart was boiling, murderous intent was permeating the air, and he shouted angrily at Jin Bingyun: "When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?"

"What does it have to do with you whether I live or die?"

"Why do you come to save me?"

Jin Bingyun closed his eyes, tears could not help falling, and whispered: "You have to let me die here, are you willing to do it?"

"Why don't you leave quickly?"
Chapter completed!