Chapter 760 (1/2)

”Suddenly Gusts of wind blowing blowing up, the cave hinterland of the broken rock crazy fall. The spirit of strange red Mang's evil spirit fell as fast as crazy, and smashed away towards the location of no trace.

”Cough, what kind of swordsmanship is this...” a faint light cough came from Ananda's mouth. The evil spirit released from Ananda's body stopped abruptly in a flash, and a series of purple thunder sword lights and shadows flickered on Ananda's body at the same time.

”Jiuxiao dragon Jue, Xiaozi sword Jue, thunder sword skill...” Wu Chen breathed softly, and his body slowly straightened up. The purple leimang sword spirit released from his whole body was slowly absorbed in his body. The purple evil spirit on his traceless skin also invaded his chest at the same time.

”Amitabha, jiuxiao dragon Jue, it's a shame for me to die under such mysterious swordsmanship...” a very familiar voice of chanting Buddha's name came out of Ananda's mouth. Ananda's evil spirit quickly peeled away from his body and rushed to the strange red light and shadow.

”Brush!” Ananda, who has lost the protection of the evil spirit, suddenly loses his momentum. The whole person's breath is extremely depressed, and his deep and dark eyes are once again full of pure eyes.

”Ananda, do you regret it?” The bright silver sword light in front of Wu Chen's body flickered in vain, and a silver jade belt was quietly tied on his waist. At the same time, you can see that the evil spirit on Wu Chen's body has disappeared in a moment, and only the faint power of guarding the field is still permeated in his whole body.

”Amitabha, between benefactor Liu and magic Buddha, everything has its own heart! Only when I have thoughts in my heart can I let the evil things enter. At this moment, at the end of life and death, I have an insight. How can I regret it? ” Ananda gave a faint smile and nodded to Wu trace. Then, his body quietly fell, kneeling on the ground, his hands closed slowly, and his eyes closed. His face was surprisingly calm and peaceful, as if he were a master of Buddhism and Taoism. He didn't show any fear and shaking for the coming death.

”Alas, Buddhists all talk about reincarnation. May Ananda pay no attention to the invasion of the mundane world in the next life and concentrate on practicing the Dharma you yearn for!” Wu Chen sighed softly and hugged Ananda, who was sitting on the other side with his knees crossed.

”Amitabha...” from Ananda's peaceful and peaceful face came a low voice of Buddha's name. Then, he saw that the figure of Ananda, who was meditating with his knees crossed and his hands folded, moved in vain, and burst out of the body of Ananda fiercely.

The power of thunder turns purple. Crazy Mi wanders on Ananda's body. Ananda's already weak vitality, at this moment, is even more instant, but it is disappeared.

Poop, poop, poop, poop

The purple swords, which contain the power of thunder, burst out madly, and Ananda's vitality was completely destroyed on the spot. But his body was not damaged by thunder sword. He still sat on the ground with his knees crossed and hands folded.