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They met no one else along the way, whether they were mortals or monks. There was silence in front of the temple gate, and the ground was clean without a single fallen leaf.

"Does this temple still have a holiday?" Zhou An looked around and muttered, suspecting that the monks in the temple had a holiday today.

Yue Li rolled her eyes at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about."

Zhou An thought for a while and said, "It feels a little strange. There is something wrong with this temple. It seems like there is no incense at all."

The smell of incense is very light here.

"It's a bit strange." Yue Li agreed with his statement, and then said: "Are you sure you can win against Wangtai? I heard that his talent in swordsmanship is extremely high. If there is no accident, I am afraid he has a chance to become a swordsman."

"You can definitely win..." Zhou An stopped mid-sentence, realized what he was saying, and turned his head to look at Yue Li, "Do you recognize me?"

Yue Li said angrily: "Isn't this nonsense? Who else would come to this place except you? Do you think there is not even a mortal here?"

Zhou An showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and then said: "I think something is not right about this temple. How about you leave first, so as not to implicate you."

Yue Li smiled and said, "I came here specifically to watch you compete with Wang Tai. What's wrong with asking me to leave now?"

Zhou An then thought about it, Yue Li's strength should be pretty good, and she should have no problem escaping with her Wu Guo sword body.

Zhou An strode outside the temple and shouted loudly: "Wangtai, I challenge you to the swordsmanship in order to win the first place in Wu'an City."

Not long after, the door was pushed open.

A figure walked out of the temple. It was a monk with a smile on his face and a rosy complexion. He bowed to Zhou An and said:

"Fellow Taoist, today is a meditation day in our temple. No one will see you. Please go back."

Zhou An was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the temple was on holiday, and said, "That won't work. I'm already here. Wang Tai must come out to see us."

The monk looked a little unhappy and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, our temple itself does not face monks. Please come back."

Zhou An chuckled and said, "How can you say that Wangtai occupies the position of the number one swordsman in Wu'an City and refuses to accept the challenge?"

"If he doesn't see me, even if I win, I will be the number one swordsman in Wu'an City from now on."

The monk hesitated for a moment, with a somewhat uncertain look on his face: "You two, please wait a moment. I'll ask Master Huiyuan."

"It seems that Wangtai's status in the temple is not low." Zhou An saw the monk closing the door and whispered to Yue Li next to him.

Yue Li frowned, seeming to be thinking about something. After hearing Zhou An's words, he said: "This can only show that Wangtai is also very talented in Buddhism. In the temple, the Buddha's nature determines the status of a monk."

"Anyway, I don't understand much about these messy things, but the more I look at this temple, the more awkward it becomes. The scene inside seems to be distorted."

"Twisted?" Zhou An quietly approached the door and wanted to push it open to see what was going on, but he heard footsteps coming.

Immediately afterwards.

A monk with a withered face and a red cassock walked out of it. What was even weirder was that he was holding a weapon that looked like a sword or a staff, and there was a glint of blood on the blade.

This person is probably Wang Tai.

Wang Tai walked out of the door, followed by the monk who closed the door. He bowed deeply to Zhou An and the others, with a charitable smile on his face, and said slowly: "Fellow Taoist, you want to challenge me?"

"That's right." Zhou An nodded, his eyes falling on the strange weapon: "Do monks also hold weapons? I thought your swordsmanship might be wasted, but it seems that is not the case now."

He was not too surprised, different world, different monks.

It’s just that Ruda is more in line with his impression of a monk.

Wang Tai also looked unconcerned and said: "Fellow Taoist is right. This is my obsession and I can't let it go."

Zhou An took out the rusty sword in his hand and said without any nonsense: "Then let's get started. Let me help you let go of your obsession."

When Wang Tai saw the rusty sword in Zhou An's hand, his expression changed obviously, and he immediately asked: "Where did you get this sword?"

Zhou An was stunned, "Do you recognize this sword?"

Wang Tai shook his head, with an undisguised sneer on his face: "I don't know you, but the things above make me feel a little familiar. Now it seems that we are like-minded."

After the words fell, Wang Tai smashed the weapon in his hand into the ground, and the huge Ming King Faxiang appeared behind him, with six arms holding six long swords.

It's just that the shape of the Dharma is too weird. The position of the head is like a broken sword, as if a broken sword is stuck in the neck, and the same is true for the legs.

Along with the waves of sword intent, there was an uncomfortable aura.

Zhou An clearly felt that his originally calm state of mind had ups and downs because of this. All kinds of emotions were amplified countless times at this moment, and he was filled with joy, anger, sorrow, joy, timidity and hatred.

Eight characters spread all over the sky!

"My technique is called Heavenly Fall. I got it from observing the Heavenly Sword of Baidi Sword Immortal."

A look of despair appeared on Wang Tai's face. His face was distorted and crowded together. His tongue hung out from his mouth, and he was drooling.

"In addition to you, there are many people who have challenged me over the years. There are more than fifty people, and most of them are unable to accept this move."

Might die!

Zhou An sensed the danger. The monk came up and wanted to kill him. He just felt that his five senses were completely distorted at this moment, and he could not distinguish between east, west and north. His emotions also became completely numb between great sorrow and great joy. He seemed to be indifferent to life and death. He died. There is no difference from being alive.

At this moment, he wanted to put down the sword in his hand and wait quietly for death. He was extremely pessimistic.

It’s not that I don’t have the ability to resist, it’s that I don’t want to resist at all.

Wangtai's sword fell slowly from high in the sky without making any sound.

Just when the sword with the great Buddha's light was about to fall on him, Zhou An suddenly moved. With a sword cry, Wang Tai's sword bounced away, and the surging sword intention formed a sword field.

The sky was broken, reflecting the setting sun, and everything fell into silence. The distorted King Ming's Dharma was stained with rust, and his two arms fell to the ground.

"My style is called Thousand Shadows Sword. I got it from observing the White Emperor Sword Immortal's Earth Sword. I defeated you at the lower level and the upper level. Doesn't that count as me winning? I won a lot more."

"Ha ha!"

Zhou An looked up to the sky and laughed, his emotion reached its peak, and one arm fell to the ground.

His sword skills are limited to attacks, and injuries are inevitable.

Wang Tai saw Zhou An's arrogant look, and a trace of anger showed on his calm face: "I let you go, but you still want to die on your own."

At this moment, several sword blades appeared on the wall behind the throne. The foundation of the wall quickly decayed, and then collapsed, as if a layer of gauze had been lifted off, and the situation in the temple changed in vain.

The originally golden Buddha became bloody and made up of countless mutilated bodies. Several faces appeared around it, with different emotions, such as surprise or sadness. It seemed that it was not completely dead.

Zhou An suddenly stopped laughing and was shocked when he saw the scene in the temple. What kind of temple is this? This is a hell!

He just split open the outer wall of the temple and broke a layer of restrictions, just to see what was inside.

"How is this possible!" Yue Li's eyes widened with horror, and he covered his mouth with his hands.

Wang Tai did have a smile on his face and said disdainfully: "Mortals are mortals. You think it's hell, but it's actually heaven. You think it's heaven, but it's hell."

"This world itself is a huge prison, what are you so surprised about?"

An aura that made his heart palpitate appeared on Wangtai's body. His body continued to grow larger, and his joints continued to grow. He was like a spider lying there, with heads protruding from his cassock. There were men and women, all of them were greedy. color.

Zhou An felt bad. Things were beyond his expectation. He didn't think about how to capture Wu'an City's number one sword cultivator, but thought about how to escape.