ask sword 2

Chapter 421
Want to escape?
Xiong Tuohai, the master of Haotian Taoist Temple in Luoyang, with a solemn expression, jumped out of the ground following Gongsun Changyi.

At this time, the muscles on Gongsun Changyi's body were twitching, and his vigorous qi and blood forcibly enhanced by the forbidden medicine were fighting desperately against the shadow demon in his body.

Under the entanglement with each other, the Shadow Demon couldn't completely control his body, his left leg stopped in the process of running away, and he fell forward.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the shadow demon controlled Gongsun Changyi to stretch out his left arm, and ran on the ground like a wild beast, rushing towards the courtyard wall of Xingzhou Prison.

"The thunderbolt controls the qi of the heaven and the earth, manages the affairs of the heaven and the earth, comprehensively punishes misfortunes and blessings, and assists the heavenly hub."

When the Shadow Demon was about to escape with Gongsun Changyi, Xiong Tuohai dangerously finished reciting the spell, and immediately a dozen thunder pythons and lightning snakes with the thickness of arms stretched out from the ground below the prison courtyard wall.

It is impossible to make no preparations for the ambush. Xiong Tuohai buried many black iron balls that can attract thunder under the courtyard wall in advance, just for this moment.

The winding Thunder Python and Electric Snake emits dazzling white light, blocking all the paths of Gongsun Changyi,
In the next moment, Jianquan monk also jumped out from the ground, roaring out a resonant Buddhist voice from his throat.

Perhaps because it was inconvenient to use it underground just now, the Buddha's voice is louder this time,
The surface of the ground was sand-flying, and Gongsun Changyi, who was prostrate on the ground, danced wildly, causing water-like ripples on his skin.

"Roar--"

The Shadow Demon let out a sharp scream, and was shaken alive by the Buddha's voice from Gongsun Changyi's body.
Gongsun Changyi rolled back, Xiong Tuohai hurriedly changed the shape of the thunder circle, let Gongsun Changyi avoid the thunder circle, and at the same time let the thunder and lightning restrain the shadow demon in the circle.

The three of Li Ang and the rest of the Zhenfu Division were also out of trouble.

Xing Peng ran towards Gongsun Changyi with great strides, and lifted the officer up from the ground.

"Hunting geese all day long, and finally being pecked by geese."

Gongsun Changyi, whose arm was broken, was pale. He held back the pain with willpower, and grinned, "This shadow demon has lived for at least 30 years."

After all, he is a congenital martial artist who can control every part of his body. With a little force on his shoulders, he clamps the broken blood vessel with his muscles to stop the bleeding.

After Xing Pengyue had someone bring a clean bandage and wrap it tightly around the broken arm, Gongsun Changyi was able to stand up from the ground by himself, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

"Doctor Li!"

Xing Pengyue helped Gongsun Changyi walk over, and his men also found the severed arm from the dungeon.

'The body of a congenital warrior is amazing. '

Li Ang silently smacked his lips and ran over, "Do you want me to help?"

"Can you replant a severed limb for Commander Gongsun?"

Xing Pengyue's voice was urgent, and he vaguely guessed the latter's identity through the attitude of Gongsun Changyi and others towards Li Ang during the day.

Some time ago, Li Ang used the mind thread surgery method to replant a finger for a patient with a broken finger, and also published a paper based on it,
It caused an uproar in the field of Neo-Confucianism and physicians in Yu State.

This is the effect of replanting a severed limb that can be achieved without any dangerous or enchanted alienation, just by using telekinetics alone.

If it can be popularized, it will be good news for Yu State's army, common people, practitioners, and people in the world.

"Yes, the severed arm needs to be placed in a clean box and chilled, otherwise the arm will undergo irreversible denaturation after more than three hours."

Li Ang said quickly: "Are you sure you want to replant the amputated limb now? I have surgical tools and anesthesia in my luggage."

"I can still hold on, let's deal with the situation at hand first."

Gongsun Changyi did not choose to replant the amputated limb immediately. With a wave of his left hand, he asked his hand to go down to find the refrigerator to store the arm.

He himself took another painkiller pill provided by the Zhenfu Department, pushed Xing Pengyue away, and strode towards Xiong Tuohai.

sizzle-

The power grid is still contracting in an orderly manner, and the space for the Shadow Demon to move around is getting smaller and smaller, sometimes turning into a human shape, sometimes turning into a beast shape, roaring and roaring at Xiong Takumi and Jianquan monk.

"It's a catch."

Seeing Gongsun Changyi approaching, Xiong Tuohai heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The Shadow Demon and the host are in one body, and if one is injured, it will be passed on to the other.

As long as he keeps torturing the Shadow Demon, even if Shi Xingseng's mana is as high as the sky, he will continue to be injured, become weak, and finally be caught without a fight. "

After saying that, Xiong Tuohai tightened the thunder net suddenly, binding the Shadow Demon.

The crackling sound of the strong current breaking through the air is dense and sharp,
The Shadow Demon roared and screamed, and black smoke continuously emitted from his body, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

"I've sent someone to check."

Gongsun Changyi nodded and said: "Shi Xingseng must not be far from Xingzhou, let the soldiers and yamen servants carry lanterns and search from house to house.

Whoever has no shadow under the light is Shi Xingseng"

The word "monk" involuntarily prolongs the tone,

Gongsun Changyi's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Jianquan monk's feet in disbelief.

The Zhenfu soldiers who escaped from the dungeon have set up countless torches on the prison courtyard wall, and there are several thin shadows under their feet,
There is only Jianquan, and there is nothing under his feet.

puff--

The feeling of foreign objects piercing through the chest is so sudden,

Gongsun Changyi stared blankly at his and Xiong Tuohai's chests, both of which were pierced by Jianquan monk's arms,

In front of Jianquan's skinny arms, the body that he was proud of, was as weak as a piece of paper.

Jianquan still had that kind-hearted, gentle smile. He looked at the two old friends, and with a snap, he squeezed the beating hearts of the two with his bare hands.

Their vision quickly turned black, and before Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai could react, they lost all their strength, and their bodies fell backwards involuntarily, falling heavily on the ground, turning into two corpses.

"."

The scene was completely silent, and the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division, who thought they had captured the Shadow Demon and had a chance to win, stared at the bizarre scene in front of them in dumbfounded.

what happened.
Even Li Ang was dazed and couldn't believe what he saw.

Master Jianquan is the leader of the Zen sect in Yu State, a close friend of Lu Qingya, the dean of Luli Academy, and an eminent monk who was treated with various courtesy by two generations of Yu State emperors.
When he was young, he traveled around the world, hunting down demons and eliminating demons in various places to settle injustice.

When he was middle-aged, he practiced Zen and enlightened Taoism, preached Mahayana teachings, and persuaded people to be good.

When I was old, I visited famous mountains, and left a series of legends and stories about helping the poor, eliminating violence and keeping the good, and punishing the evil.

Even Xuanxiao, the head of the academy who seldom commented on others, once praised him for his kindness, gentleness, caring for the people, and being a model of monks in the world.

slap.

Jianquan threw down the two crushed hearts and turned around. The gold thread on the blood-stained cassock was even more dazzling under the light of the flickering torch.

"Namo Amitabha."

With blood splattered on his face, Jian Quan clasped his palms together, smiled gently at everyone, and dripping blood dripped to the ground along the cracks between his fingers.

(End of this chapter)