In Zixiao Mountain, in the hall, and in the elders' courtyard, the demon pupils curled up into a ball, and their body could not stop trembling violently. The backlash of the demon pupils caused the mental damage to the demon pupils is really terrible. The demon pupil has practiced the magic knife technique so far, and has only used the final sword moves twice.

Yao Tong was very suspicious of whether anyone could stop the last sword in the world. Yao Tong was increasingly looking for someone to test the sword, and this idea became stronger and stronger. Yao Tong had been suppressing this crazy idea with his willpower. Every time Yao Tong pulled out the magic sword, he was eager to slash towards the purple shadow.

He was the strongest and most terrifying person among the people Yao Tong had come into contact with. He actually blocked the 15th sword completely with his strength and could not die. Whenever Yao Tong thought about this, the strong yu look that slashed at Yi Yun made Yao Tong almost crazy.

Yao Tong's door was pushed open. There were only two people in the Zixiao Sword Sect who had the right to enter and exit the halls at will, but Zishan would not come. Yao Tong looked at Yi Yun who was slowly approaching with purple shadows, and his eyes gradually became crazy. The magic sword building placed on the collapsed night and heard the spring rain that was starting to tremble with Yao Tong's emotions.

Yao Tong couldn't help but see the sky in his mind. He slashed at the colorful giant sword that flew to the sky with the last sword, which made Yao Tong's mind crazy. It was so comfortable, as if he was standing at an unattainable peak, looking down on everything in the world. Who could block that sword?

Yiyun quietly stared at Yao Tong for a while, and said lightly, "Is it painful?" Yao Tong suppressed the crazy emotions in her heart, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, no one can imagine, and I can't imagine the price I paid for practicing the magic knife..."

Yiyun leaned over to Yao Tong's face and whispered, "Everything of blood?" Yao Tong was extremely shocked, "How do you know?" Yiyun sighed softly, "I really underestimated you in the past. This knife is too crazy, no wonder, the person who created it has never met an existence that can match it in his life, in addition to killing, but also killing. If he can't let him be arrogant?"

"But it is really amazing that you can endure the consciousness that you are not completely dominated by the sword intent under his sword intent. It's really amazing. It's really amazing... In the past, I underestimated you too much." Why was the magic sword moving by itself is definitely not an illusion. The demon pupil clenched his left hand into a fist shape, trembling violently, and his hand seemed to always hold the knife in his hand.

Yiyun said lightly, "What is the third young master? He can never escape the inner demons of Yan Shisan. He will never break free from the shadow of the fifteenth sword. His man has long been completely destroyed by the fifteenth sword, which has to do with will and confidence. But it is no wonder that Yan Shisan's terrible sword intent cannot be understood by the third young master?"

Yao Tong said in a trembling tone, "Leave quickly, don't say anything more... I must not surrender to the will of the Demon Sword. I will definitely not want to, I will definitely not give in!!" Yi Yun stretched out her left hand and said lightly, "I will take you in, go to the bloody space, let me help you, completely destroy the Demon Sword's crazy pride..."

The demon pupil's eyes showed a crazy look of joy, his breathing became rapid and violent, and he shook his head suddenly and said, "No! No, if the magic sword is defeated, my suffering for so many years will be in vain..." Yi Yun shook her head gently and said, "My Buddha is merciful... Poor person, you can resist the will of the magic sword for so many years, why don't you believe that you can surpass the will of the magic sword itself?"

Yao Tong opened his eyes wide, "When did you believe in Buddhism? Do you want to transform me? I don't need to transform me. I will carry my own choice!" Yi Yun sighed softly, "I do want to transform you, but I do want you to do it myself. But I am not saving you into a Buddha, but I am a demon! I truly understand the murderous intent of the Demon Sword, and you can completely grasp or even surpass the Demon Sword's intention..."

Yao Tong's eyes showed a hesitation, Yi Yun chuckled and said, "Of course, if you would rather continue to struggle, continue to panic, continue to be tortured by the magic knife, and dare not take a step to truly understand and understand it, I will not force you. But, don't you really want to? Don't you want to step on the magic knife under your feet, don't you want to use it completely as you wish..."

Yao Tong thought, how could he not? When he got the magic sword and secret book, he entered the illusion for the first time. Yao Tong completely collapsed. Looking at the dense yu's eyes, even the sword fell unsteadily. Yao Tong watched Yu's eyes bit off his fingers in one bite, and listened to the sound of chewing bones.

That memory was a fear that Yao Tong could never forget in her heart. Yao Tong himself didn't know how long he had been ravaged by how many yu's extremes as a vent tool in that illusion. Yao Tong only remembered that at that time, he almost went crazy, almost desperate, and almost gave up.

But the demon pupil did not end up. The demon pupil's self-esteem did not allow him to give up just like that. The demon pupil finally held the magic knife tightly again and began the first time in his life to kill people. It was also the first time that he had a crazy massacre. With hatred and endless hatred, the demon pupil fully showed its true form in the illusion, slashing out with perfect arcs and sharp sword aura...

"If you can really help me, I'm willing!" Yao Tong made the decision. Yi Yun's expression suddenly became extremely kind, his palms were united, and his voice was full of compassion. "Amitabha, I am merciful..." Yao Tong stretched out his right hand, held the magic knife tightly with his left hand, his eyes full of shock, and he could not connect everything with the person in front of him and Yi Yun in his memory.

Yiyun's expression suddenly became cold, and she said in a deep voice, "...Send you to become a demon." The demon's right hand stretched out was tightly grasped by Yiyun. The deep purple aura in the room suddenly lit up, and the two of them entered the blood-colored illusion at the same time.

The demon pupil drew his sword in his hand with a nervous expression, but was stunned by the situation in the illusion. Within two hundred meters, there was no one looking at the extreme. There seemed to be an invisible wall at the 200 meters range, and the extreme of yu was completely unable to rush through. No, it was not a wall, because the extreme of yu was close to that range, all became corpses...

Yiyun's eyes were empty and she said lightly, "Get your last sword." Yiyun raised her right hand lightly and pinched it into a sword. After a moment, her entire right hand was wrapped in Zi Xiaoyan. The crazy mood of the demon pupil was no longer suppressed. Her eyes seemed to be blazing with black flames. She suddenly pulled out the sheath, and the surroundings instantly made a shattering sound. The invisible aura built on the outer edge of Yiyun collapsed.

The black sword energy rolled up all the bloody aura around it, and with the rotating magic sword shot out by the demon pupil, it formed a huge black vortex of energy. "The horizontal sword sneered, I looked down on everything! Kill!!" The demon pupil's body turned into a shadow, as if standing on a vortex, following the black vortex, rolling towards Yiyun.

Yu, who never knew how to be afraid in the illusion, showed a look of fear at this time, and fled wildly like crazy, flew wildly and flew wildly, and the demonic pupils laughed wildly. The deep purple qi power suddenly contracted, and Yiyun was completely shrouded by the rich purple internal force. Yiyun's figure was completely invisible. The deep purple qi sword in the sky suddenly appeared out of thin air, and rushed towards the right hand burning with Zi Xiaoyan.

Yiyun's body rotated at high speed like a tornado. Countless pillars of light composed of deep purple still sword shadows shot out from Yiyun's right hand, facing the magic sword energy that was rolling. The deep purple light beam directly penetrated into the black sword energy. The black and purple qi forces collided head-on, and burst out brilliant light. The energy force sprayed wildly towards the surroundings. It had already run away from the 300-meter range and was swallowed by the explosive energy.

Everything in the eyes of the demon pupil was only purple and black, and then a pain in his heart...

The energy dissipated. Yao Tong held the knife in his right hand and half-kneeled, supported the ground of the illusion with his left hand, and a round hole in his heart. Yi Yun cracked several acupoints throughout his body, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth. He walked slowly to Yao Tong and said coldly, "Remember, you were defeated by the sword intent of Beiluo Zixiao!"

Yao Tong's head was soft and hung down, and she was so angry that she died. Her consciousness gradually escaped from the bloody illusion. Xiaolou was defeated by listening to the spring rain overnight... The invincible magic sword finally really defeated completely, and I was defeated? Yao Tong's mind kept wandering with the thought of failure, which was incredible!

Yao Tong stared at the magic sword held by her left hand with a pale face. The magic sword was still and the person holding the sword was not moved. Yi Yun stared at Yao Tong for a moment and said lightly, "The magic sword was defeated because it was just a knife, because the master holding the sword was far less powerful than me. Yao Tong wanted to truly master and surpass it, unless your own artistic conception could truly be improved to a height no less than that of the magic sword."

The demon pupil's eyes returned to a little color, and said with some expectation, "What should I do?" Yiyun put down a few pages of thin paper and collapsed, and said softly, "I have said that I will become a demon instead of a Buddha. If you are really willing to carry everything, do what you say on the paper and destroy it after reading it. But you'd better think clearly, once you decide, you can never look back."

After Yi Yun said that, her face was full of compassion and her palms were united, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!" Then she turned around and walked away from Yao Tong's bedroom. Yao Tong couldn't wait to unfold the paper and browse it. She used her internal force to smash the paper and she resolutely took the knife out of the bedroom.

Zixiao Sword Sect, an elder, demon pupil, who was already very famous in the world. These days have become the most controversial existence in the world. First, it broke the invincible myth of the 15th sword of the Emei Sect, and then, alone, he held the small building and listened to the spring rain killing at the doors of various sects in the world. Every time before the masters in the other sect encirclement and suppression, he would go elsewhere with a knife.

In the world, as well as in the Zixiao Sword Sect, some even joked that Yiyun's love demon pupil is learning the legend of justice to stop killing. Of course, this is just a joke. In today's world, the only sect that can barely be called evil is the only sect like Blood Sword that does despicable things. These are the only ones that can make most people in the world recognize it as evil.

Killing is just a very common thing. Among all sects, it is natural for everyone to kill, and it is natural. Naturally, there is no saying that killing stops killing. In today's world, no matter how many people are killed, they cannot be considered as the messenger of justice.
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