Chapter 348 The guest must die
“I once met a master. He asked me to make my body a bodhi tree and my mind like a clear and pure platform. I should brush it diligently at all times to prevent any dust. Master, these words are very important to me. "
"..." The white-browed old monk looked at the Yin-Yang Sword Qi that was approaching inch by inch, his eyes filled with confusion.
“I once met a master who said that Bodhi has no tree, nor is it a clear and pure platform. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust. Master, I want to ask you, these two Senior monk, who should I listen to? Or... no one should I listen to?"
The white-browed old monk's eyes changed between light and dark, and he breathed out a breath of turbidity several times, while Chu Pingsheng's sword energy There is no longer any obstacle, break through the defensive air wall, turn into a finger, and point into the opponent's air sea point,
The internal energy collapsed violently, and the white-browed old monk showed pain on his face. Like Jiumozhi, he was also bound by Beiming's magical power.
"Failed...defeated...this old monk is no longer good?"
A disciple of the Taishan Sect swallowed his saliva and kept repeating this sentence, forcing himself to accept the reality. .
Others had similar expressions.
Even if they knew that Chu Pingsheng was absorbing people's internal energy, at this moment, no one dared to step forward and attack him.
What's more, Kang Guangling has already surrounded him with four of the Eight Friends of Hangu, so he certainly won't sit back and watch someone attack their master-uncle.
After half a cup of tea.
Poof.
Poof.
Two muffled sounds.
The white-browed old monk fell to the ground and died.
Jiumozhi fell to the ground, not dead.
Chu Pingsheng spit at the sweeping monk in a very graceless manner.
“Bah!”
To say who he despises the most in this book is the sweeping monk He Xini in front of him. He is compassionate and compassionate, and he puts down his butcher knife and becomes a Buddha immediately. To sum up, Just one sentence - the pretentious version: Enter my Buddhism, and you will no longer be burdened by cause and effect. Popular version: Only I can save your life.
"Thank you."
He took two steps back, squatted down, took off Jiumozhi's monk shoes, put them on his own feet, patted the Imperial Master on the shoulder, stepped out, and his body turned into shock. Suddenly, Murong Bo passed by Li Qiu Shui's eyes. Murong Bo didn't even react properly, and was kicked in the center by a kick from the sky. He fell to the ground with a thud, directly shattering several stone slabs and spurting out a large mouthful of blood. .
"Thank you, Senior Sister."
The voice seemed to be coming from the left, but also seemed to echo from the right. Li Qiushui looked left and right, suddenly turned his head, and looked towards Wu Ya Xiao Yuanshan, who was holding a palm, saw an afterimage approaching. Xiao Yuanshan released his left palm, creaking, and the left palm was broken. Broken into pieces, blood dripped immediately.
“Brother, thank you for your hard work.”
When Wu Yazi came back to his senses, he saw Chu Pingsheng holding Xiao Yuanshan's foot and dragging it on the ground, blood dripping down all the way.
The entire audience was silent except for Xiao Feng who roared furiously and wanted to kill his whole family and Murong Fu who rushed to Murong Bo's side and kept pushing Murong Bo and yelling about his father.
"Your martial arts were taught by warriors from the Southern Dynasties, so you were close to the Song Dynasty thirty years ago. At the Battle of Yanmen Pass, Zhao Qiansun, Tan Gong, Tan Po and others have all died, and Xuanci's reputation was ruined and he committed suicide. Not long ago, you caused Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu to be separated from each other for more than twenty years. In this way, you have avenged the battle of Yanmen Pass. Since you are no longer close to the Han people, you should recover the martial arts taught to you by the warriors of the Southern Dynasties. So I abolished you, it’s fair.”
Chu Pingsheng threw Xiao Yuanshan in front of Xiao Feng like a dead dog.
"Xuan Ku's disciple is named Qiao Feng. Now I only have Xiao Feng in front of me. It's only fair that I help Xuan Ku recover the martial arts he taught me, isn't it? So I will destroy you too."< br>
He pondered for a moment and said: "Now only the hatred of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife is left. Xiao Feng, which of you father and son should I kill to avenge them? After all, you said that your father's fault is your fault, and others If you want to take revenge on him, why don't you and your son discuss who will pay for it? Why are you looking at me like this? I think I have principles in doing business. , The price is fair, and I’m honest.”
After saying that, he clasped his fingers, and the long sword in the hand of a Qinglong Gang disciple fell into his palm, and with one stroke, it penetrated forward from the back of the head. Yelu Hongji's head was nailed into the mud.
The first Liao lord died like this.
Died like a homeless wild dog.
Xiao Yuanshan had endless anger on his face: "Song people will pay the price for your actions."
"It's okay. If you kill ten Song people, I will kill a hundred Khitan people until you Khitan people change your names and surnames and have no descendants. As for the business of exchanging heads, let's compare which one has more people." Chu Pingsheng Smiling politely: "You should know that I will not allow others to destroy the credibility of a monk who likes to do business with others."
As if to show determination, or maybe to comfort those who are worried about Xiao Yuanshan's words. In order to frighten the disciples of the small sect, he pulled out the long sword that pierced Yelu Hongji's skull, and slashed diagonally back with blood and brains.
Click! The long sword made of fine steel exploded, and pieces of the sword fell to the ground.
Did he burst the sword with his internal strength?
The two wounded Qingcheng disciples nearby looked at each other, feeling that it was a bit low-level to threaten a master like Monk Kong with a shattering sword.
However, with the next breath, there was a crunching sound, and it seemed that the whole ground was shaking.
Everyone looked at the sound with panic on their faces, and saw that across the square, in front of the mountain path leading to the gate of Shaolin Temple, the several-meter-high granite archway was broken in the middle, and countless stone fragments rustled down. After a few breaths, It collapsed suddenly and turned into rubble.
Good guy, one strike of your sword and destroyed the archway of Shaolin Temple?
The legs of the two Qingcheng Sect disciples went weak and they collapsed on the ground. It turned out that the sword was not deliberately exploded by Monk Kong, but it could not withstand the terrifying sword energy and then collapsed.
Xuansheng, Xuanji and others whose martial arts were abolished looked ashen.
The Shaolin Temple has stood in the Central Plains for hundreds of years and has always been the light of the righteous path of martial arts. It has never been so embarrassed as it is today. Not counting the scandal involving abbot Xuanci, now even the archway has been smashed by the traitor Kong Kong.
If the Shaolin Temple is a person, then this face can be said to have been slapped from left to right. After slapping the left and the right, what’s even more uncomfortable is that they can’t do anything. At this time, the empty monk and the masters present, even if they are added Neither Li Qiushui nor Wu Yazi was his opponent.
Who dares to fight with this kind of fighting power? Going up is to die.
Seeing the death of Lord Liao, Xiao Yuanshan bit his lip and blood slowly flowed down the drooping corner of his mouth.
"Ah, ah..." Xiao Feng suddenly rushed forward and hit the monk.
Before Chu Pingsheng absorbed the sweeping monk’s internal energy, he was no longer an opponent, let alone now. This sudden impact knocked him away, and there was only a crunching sound, and one foot broke his right arm. calf.
"Brother Xiao, no."
A'Zhu rushed over, picked him up from the ground, looked at Chu Pingsheng and shook his head with tears: "No, no, I beg you... Don't..."
"It's too late." Chu Pingsheng stood up expressionlessly, looking at the Xiao family and his son who were on the ground with both hands and one leg disabled and said:
"My dear disciple, don't you understand that the most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy? Do you understand now?"
"I understand...I understand..." You Tanzhi stuttered a little, his voice He was also a little angry. Although he didn't kill Xiao and his son with his own hands, he had to be a cheap master to take revenge.
Crack.
Chu Pingsheng sucked the sword of the one on the left of the two Qingcheng sect disciples who were paralyzed on the ground and threw it in front of A'Zhu.
“Choose one, and whoever you want to live, kill the other.”
"..."
Hearing this, A'Zhu's delicate body trembled.
"Let's make another deal. I just said that one of the father and son must pay for the life of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. As long as you kill one of them, I guarantee that the other one will leave Song Dynasty safely. If the person who kills someone is not You..."
He glanced at the group of heroes present and smiled.
After hearing what he said, A'Zhu turned pale and trembled all over.
Either kill Xiao Feng or Xiao Yuanshan. If she doesn't accept the deal, no one will be killed. Without You Tanzhi taking action, all the Han people present will rush to send their father and son to the West.
She is definitely not willing to kill Xiao Feng.
If Xiao Yuanshan is killed...
"You are right." Chu Pingsheng squinted his eyes and said: "Since he can accept a biological father who killed his adoptive parents, why can't he accept it? What about a wife who killed her own father? You’re right, A’Zhu.”
A’Zhu fell to the ground with despair on his face.
Abi looked at her good sister who refused to listen no matter how she tried to persuade her. She felt indescribably sour in her heart. She had long said that there was nothing more vicious than the revenge of an empty monk, but A'Zhu refused to listen and went north for love. , now comes revenge.
Even Azi, who had no moral sense, felt a chill running down her spine.
Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were about to burst and he was furious: "Insidious and despicable, shameless villain!"
(End of this chapter)