There are tens of thousands of sword techniques in Xijian Pavilion, and Han Shi practices Yixin Sword, which is recognized as the most difficult to master.
The so-called sword of one mind means that one sword has one mind.
Once the sword is released, there will be no room for a third party in the world!
Seeing this sword, Lu Jing understood why the old blind man was so completely defeated back then. This kind of swordsmanship was more than just a "skill", it was closer to a Tao.
Han Shi's understanding of swordsmanship is indeed terrifying, and what's even more terrifying is that his progress has not stopped.
Even though this sword was extremely perfect, Lu Jing still felt a sense of vigor and enthusiasm from it.
Han Shi wants to challenge not others, but himself! It was always just him.
Lu Jing finally knew who Wei Zixian got his pride from.
Facing this sword, Abbot Huitong seemed to have no good solution. He could only retreat, but while retreating, he did not stop talking and asked, "Does Master Han have any regrets in his heart?"
"Is it a pity?" Han Shi grinned, "I was not born thirty years earlier to learn the marrow-cleansing and bone-forging skills of Master Jiwen, the number one monk in your temple. The current Xuankong Temple is so disappointing. A person who can fight nothing."
After Han Shi finished speaking, he swung his second sword again.
It’s still a simple diagonal slash!
However, Abbot Huitong found that he had no other choice but to retreat. Sweat was also very rare on his forehead and dripped on the monk's clothes.
"Abbot!" Zhizhen, the leader of Luohan Hall, saw this and wanted to step forward to help.
But Huitong waved him down.
With his and Han Shi's status, how could anyone else interfere during the competition? Huitong stepped back quickly and said again, "Master Han... have you ever killed anyone?"
"Isn't this nonsense," Han Shi said impatiently, "Isn't it that we, the people who practice swords, just want to kill all the injustices in the world!"
In the blink of an eye, Han Shi had answered two questions, but he didn't spit out blood like Deputy Sect Master Miao.
This also made many people feel relieved. Until now, no one knew how the monks of Xuankong Temple stabbed people in secret.
Seeing that Han Shi was fine at least showed that the concealment methods of Xuankong Temple were not omnipotent.
Abbot Huitong on the other side retreated again and again in the face of Han Shi's offensive, and was about to retreat to a wooden pillar.
At this time, he also asked the third question, "Has Master Han's sword ever killed anyone he shouldn't have killed?"
When Han Shi heard this, he paused slightly.
But then he snorted coldly, "What does it have to do with you."
After saying this, the sword light in front of Abbot Huitong became even more powerful. Seeing that he was about to be completely cornered, the monks in Xuankong Temple jumped to their feet in fear.
But the next moment, the sword light that filled the sky suddenly disappeared.
Looking at Han Shi again, he had returned the sword to its sheath and sat back on his chair.
Not a word was spoken.
The heroes in the temple were a little confused when they saw this. Abbot Mingming Huitong was about to lose. Why did Han Shi suddenly stop at the last moment? Was he trying to save face for the monks in the Xuankong Temple?
However, there was indeed a tense situation between the two sides just now. Some people even found reasons for Han Shi from the perspective of maintaining the unity of the right path.
But the next moment Abbot Huitong's words revealed the answer to everyone.
"Hey, Master Han, it's not okay to avoid answering."
Han Shi still didn't speak until a wisp of blood flowed down his mouth.
The disciples of Xijian Pavilion were like a pot exploding. They drew their swords to protect Han Shi, and at the same time shouted, "Form up and protect the sect master!"
"It's useless," Huitong shook his head, "If you really do him good, you might as well persuade your sect leader and let him answer the poor monk's questions seriously."
"Monk! You actually poisoned the sect master!"
The disciples of Xijian Pavilion simply did not believe that their invincible Master Han would be defeated by anyone else.
Moreover, in the competition just now, Han Shi clearly had the upper hand and was about to win, but for some reason, he was plotted against by the demon monk of Xuankong Temple.
They didn't see any hidden weapons, and they didn't see any wounds on Han Shi's body. After thinking about it, the only possibility was poisoning.
And thinking of poisoning, they looked at the Changle Gang not far away.
Because tonight's meeting is the venue that the Changle Gang is responsible for selecting, and the cooks and waiters are also selected by the Changle Gang. If there is any problem, the Changle Gang may not be able to get away with it.
Li Bufan obviously thought of this and said, "Li is willing to guarantee with his life that there is no poison in the food and drinks tonight."
After he finished speaking, there was no response from the others, but Huitong nodded first and said, "Indeed, I can guarantee that what happened tonight has nothing to do with Gang Leader Li's Changle Gang."
"Is there really a magic hidden in the Xuankong Temple?" Luo Chengsong was surprised.
"Alas," Abbot Huitong did not explain. He looked at Han Shi who was not far away and said, "Master Han, you should have rested by now. If there are no questions, the poor monk will continue to ask. Remember, don't worry about it anymore. That's it for him."
As a result, before Han Shi said anything, several figures suddenly appeared from the corner of the restaurant. They did not rush towards Zen Master Huitong, but fled outside the restaurant.
These people are not from the same sect, but they all practice Qinggong very well.
But in the blink of an eye, people were jumping out of the window and out the door.
I was about to escape and ascend to heaven, but I didn't expect that Abbot Huitong's voice came from behind, "Where are you going?"
A few people didn't answer, but just ran away.
Someone's hand was already on the door, but the next moment, they all fell to the ground without saying a word and began to cough up blood loudly.
Except for the one who moved the last and was farthest from the door, seeing that the situation was not good, he used all his strength to crawl back, and was lucky enough to save his life. The rest of the people were the same as Deputy Sect Leader Miao. It didn't take long before there was no more sound.
This time, the Zhuangyuan Building really fell into a dead silence like a cemetery.
After a while, it was Abbot Huitong who spoke first, "I'll say it again, poor monk, please don't leave the restaurant without permission."
"Abbott, does Xuankong Temple really intend to make enemies of the heroes of the world by doing this?"
Qiu Moli's tone also became very cold.
"Master Qiu Pavilion," Abbot Huitong gritted his teeth, "please don't make it difficult for this poor monk."
After saying that, without waiting for Qiu Moli to speak again, he turned his attention to Han Shi and continued to ask, "Have the hands of Master Han been stained with the blood of innocent people?"
"good."
After Han Shi was silent for a moment, he finally spoke.
His answer also caused an uproar in the restaurant.
It is normal for people in the righteous way to be chivalrous and righteous, and to have a few lives on their bodies. But punishing rape and eradicating evil is one thing, killing innocent people indiscriminately is another thing. The difference between the righteous way and the evil way is this.
No one thought that Han Shi, as a righteous master, had also killed innocent people.
"Tell me about the people who shouldn't have been killed and died under your sword."
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