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Chapter 163 Today, the poor will do justice for the heavens, eradicating rape and eradicating evil

A very unfair battle is going on in the outskirts of Lantian County, Jingzhao Prefecture. One side of the battle is Li Zitong, one of the heroes of the late Sui Dynasty, and his right-hand man Le Botong. More than 100 well-trained Li Tang soldiers.

This overwhelming disadvantage made Li Zitong feel a little desperate...

In all fairness, he is definitely not a waste who has never seen battles.

From a poor man who made a living by fishing and hunting, he jumped up in just a few years. At his peak, he occupied nearly two-thirds of the Jianghuai area, established his capital, and became the emperor of Wu. , relying on his own brave means.

Even if they are strong soldiers, a dozen or so people are not in his eyes.

But the problem is that there are hundreds of fully armed opponents in front of him now, and beside him is only his good brother Le Botong.Even if he tried his best to hack and kill, it was useless.

After the person in front fell down, the remaining people on the opposite side would still rush up one after another.

If it weren't for Ma Sanbao's plan to capture them alive and let those who did it carry sticks instead of spears, Li Zitong and the others would have been trapped into a hornet's nest by now.

But even so, the two of them were stabbed off the horse alive with a stick.

"Grandmaster……"

Just when Li Zitong was in despair, he suddenly remembered the eminent monk who promised to take them out of Chang'an City.That master has high mana, so he should know how to do it, right?

He slashed at the sticks with the long knife in his hand, and shouted loudly at the master.

"Don't worry about that Taoist priest, hurry up and take us..."

The voice stopped abruptly in the middle of shouting, because at this time, the figure of the gray-clothed man was no longer visible as far as Li Zitong could see.

So, Master, this is... slipping away first?

"Ha ha……"

Ma Sanbao on the opposite side sneered.

"Li Zitong, don't expect that demon to save you. He has already been beaten to the point of being covered in blood by the experts from the Great Tang Taishi Bureau, and he ran away like a bereaved dog."

Ran away?
Still covered in blood?

Li Zitong suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if his heart had fallen into icy water.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ma Sanbao waved at the soldiers holding sticks.

"You don't need to put in more effort to take this guy down..."

"what!"

After the soldier with the stick uttered a loud shout, the offensive became more rapid by three points in an instant.

puff!
One step down, the lotus suddenly appears!

The gray figure seemed to be a ghost, and within a blink of an eye, it was more than ten meters away, and afterimages were dragged out of the body one after another.

Monk Yifan is urging one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism with all his strength, the supernatural power. This unique skill that should look elegant and calm has been displayed by him like a ghost parade. Although it looks ugly, it is very fast. Qing's imperial swordsmanship is still bamboo dragonfly, and there is a tendency to be unable to catch up.

That's right, just as Li Zitong thought...

Seeing that the general situation was over, and that it was impossible for him to escape safely with Li Zitong and the others under the attack of this little Taoist priest, Monk Yifan did not hesitate to choose to make a strategic move in by himself!

Since there is nothing to be done, it is necessary to protect yourself wisely.

Anyway, he is covering his face now, as long as he can escape successfully, no one can say for sure that he did it.

"This Taoist priest Qingwei is too insidious!"

While running away with all his strength, Monk Yifan thought bitterly in his heart.

The last time he fought against himself, not only did he deliberately not use his full strength, but he also used a special method to shield his sword spirit, creating the illusion that his attack could not break through his defense, and between waving his hands, He didn't use the spell that can condense energy into soldiers last time.

All this is to make myself feel that his attack is nothing more than that, so that I can carelessly underestimate the enemy.

As expected, he was careless and didn't flash!

As a result, the other party broke his Vajra Mantra in one fell swoop, cut off two of his fingers, and caused serious damage to himself.

"Next time, the poor monk must not be like this..."

Just as Monk Yifan was doing self-criticism in his heart, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from the side.

"Hiding the wind and turning the water, the water comes, the wind goes, the earth is closed, the sky is opened... rise up!"

Then, Monk Yifan felt his body sink, as if the air around him had turned into water, he felt waves of resistance between his movements, and it became very difficult to move.

He raised his foot and displayed his supernatural powers, but he only took a difficult step forward.

This feeling, this pressure, instantly a name came to his mind.

"Samaya Mandala Peacock Ming King Formation!"

"What nonsense! This is the formation of Tibetan wind and water recorded in my Yindi Bashu Jing. Back then, Mrs. Shangyuan taught it to Qingxu Daoist Wang Bao, and then passed it to Wei Huacun. Zhi Daolin and Yang Xipo I have a friendship, so I got the teaching from Yang Xi, all of which I saw with my own eyes..."

Following the words, a woman in white came out gracefully from the side, brushed her long hair at the temples with her hands, and said calmly.

"That's why you monks are dishonest. You obviously learned other people's things secretly, and after changing your appearance, you become your own."

After seeing the white-clothed woman appear, Monk Yifan's face suddenly changed color after every thought.

"My Buddhism and Shinto have always been well waters and river waters. I don't know why the gods have to make things difficult for the poor monks?"

"Can't you see that?"

There was the sound of piercing through the sky, and the voice of Kong Qing speaking.

"Of course it's because Pindao is more handsome than you, a thief monk, so I'll cut him off!"

A beam of sword light fell from the sky and fell towards Monk Yifan, and once again, Monk Yifan who had quietly stepped back a few steps while the beauty in white was speaking, slashed into the magic circle again. middle.

Swish!
Kong Qing's body fell lightly to the ground, and he slapped the beauty in white.

"Thank you, Lady Yan, for your generous help!"

"It's not righteous..."

Mrs. Dizhi waved her fingers and said in a soft voice.

"A bottle of shampoo and a bottle of conditioner, we agreed."

"No problem, no problem..."

Kong Qing nodded repeatedly.

"After I deal with this thief monk, I will send it to Lady Yan when I return to the temple."

Mrs. Dizhi pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, then took a step to the side, signaling Kong Qing to continue.

"Monk Yifan, for the sake of bringing disaster to the common people, you did not hesitate to let the thief Li Zitong go. You are truly treacherous..."

Kong Qing pointed at Monk Yifan, and said righteously.

"Today, the poor will do justice for the heavens, eradicate rape and evil!"

buzzing...

Just as Kong Qing was speaking, the Gu Chen sword on one side had unceremoniously turned into a white light, slashing directly from the back of Monk Yifan.

Seeing that he was at the end of his life, Monk Yifan closed his eyes helplessly and let out a long sigh. The string of rosary beads hanging on his arm floated up again and began to rotate in the air, like a shield, facing the sword light in the air. went up to welcome.

Jingle Jingle!

There were bursts of crisp sounds in the air, the attack of the white sword light was like mercury pouring down the ground, and the rosary was spinning non-stop, receiving all the attacks.

"Vilya!"

Kong Qing waved his hand lightly, the sapphire on the Ring of Qi in his hand lit up, and then Monk Yifan felt that the water-like airflow that bound him in the magic circle seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, and he raised his hands and feet It's like climbing a mountain of knives.

"hiss……"

Monk Yifan frowned, blood oozing from the unhealed wound on his chest again.

"cut!"

Kong Qing yelled again, and then a flaming sword light flew out of his sleeve and landed on Monk Yifan's body. Before the flame could reach him, Monk Yifan felt a burst of heat, as if his own body The eyebrows are about to be lit.

This insidious little Taoist actually has a second such powerful sword!
Monk Yifan wanted to evade, but the power of the magic circle around him pressed on him like a mountain of knives, making it difficult for him to move.

In desperation, he could only pinch his fingerprints in his hands and point to the rosary in the air.

Click!
After a soft sound, a string of rosary beads in the air split into two strings, one string continued to block the white sword light, while the other string turned around to meet the flame.

"Have you run out of cards?"

Just when Monk Yifan separated his rosary beads, he saw the corner of the little Taoist priest's mouth slightly raised, and at some point there was a strange iron pipe in his hand, pointing at his body.

"goodbye!"

boom!
Following a loud noise, Monk Yifan saw the flash of fire in front of the iron pipe, and then felt a sharp pain in himself, as if someone had stabbed him hard in the chest.

Before Monk Yifan figured out what happened to him, the little Taoist priest on the opposite side pulled the trigger again with a blank expression.

boom!
There was another loud noise, a bone-deep pain hit, and monk Yifan suddenly felt weak all over, and the rosary beads hovering in the air also slowed down.

"cut!"

Two sword lights of different colors took advantage of this moment to directly break through and rush down, one in front and the other in the back, and flew past Monk Yifan's neck.

Gudong!

Monk Yifan's eyes were wide open, and after shaking his head, it fell from his neck.

"receive!"

After receiving the news of Monk Yifan's death through the system, Kong Qing didn't have time to see how much merit he had gained, but shook his sleeves first, and put away all the rosary beads left by Monk Yifan.

This thing can actually compete head-to-head with my upgraded Guchen Sword and Tibu, which means that the material must be very good, and it can be used to add a meal to the little milk cat or something.

Then, Kong Qing also put away the body of Monk Yifan on the ground.

With this, Fa Huazong colluded with Li Zi to plot rebellion, that is, everyone will get all the stolen goods, and it is a certainty.

(End of this chapter)