Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2680 You are my enemy
When Zhou Yiyang saw blood slowly flowing out of Zhou Ling'er's seven orifices again, he was immediately excited. He walked over quickly and asked Basong Zen Master Ling'er urgently in stone language what was wrong with sister Ling'er?
Zen Master Basong was twisting the beads with one hand, chanting sutras and mantras quickly in his mouth, and closing his eyes tightly. The same was true for the other two eminent monks from Shiguo. Zhou Yiyang asked twice in a row, and Master Basong and others were all Didn't open her eyes to look at him.

At this time, Zen Master Dongmu quickly stepped forward, took Zhou Yang's arm, and said: "Donor Zhou, three eminent monks from Tongnanzhou are casting spells to lower the head of this female benefactor. They cannot stop in the middle. Once stopped, the head-down master will be backlashed by the head-down technique, and the consequences will be disastrous."

Only then did Zhou Yiyang understand. Although he was extremely anxious, he could only watch as blood flowed out of Zhou Linger's seven orifices again.

Zhou Ling'er's appearance looked very scary, which made me worried. Looking at these three eminent monks from Tongnan Continent, I felt a little anxious in my heart. I didn't know if they could solve the problem of Tongnan Continent's first surrender. Master's head-lowering technique.

Because Guru Basong also said just now that he himself was no match for Laon. Fortunately, Guru Basong was not alone, and he also brought two eminent monks. Seeing that his Dharma cultivation is not bad.

I have to sigh, the magic in Tongnanzhou is really powerful.

Most of the methods I practice involve fighting people head-on, and I have never come across such methods that use people behind their backs.

Most of the practitioners in the Yan Kingdom disdain this method. Even some Taoists who know this kind of sorcery call it a sorcery in the Jianghu of the Yanguo. People from the sect naturally despise this method.

After a while, the voices of Master Basong and others chanting sutras and mantras became louder and louder, and later it felt like they were roaring.

I looked at the three of them nervously and found that their bodies began to tremble, especially Master Basong, who actually had blood dripping from his nostrils.

"Not good...Master Basong has been affected by Laweng's head-lowering technique..." Zen Master Dongmu said in horror.

"What should we do? Can they stop?" Qingan asked anxiously.

"Can't stop! When surrendering, you can't give up halfway. Once you forcefully terminate it, you will either go crazy or die on the spot. What's more, the opponent is La Weng, the first surrender master in Tongnan Continent. The consequences will be even worse." Zen Master Dongmu said again.

I took a deep breath. It seems that these three eminent monks from Tongnanzhou are really fighting for us. This Jie Jiangtou is actually in danger of his life. I wonder if it’s because I have some friendship with Master Wei Meng. For their own sake, they wouldn't be so desperate.

I really wanted to sit next to them and cast spells with them, but it was a pity that I didn’t understand Theravada Buddhism.

Master Basong looked more and more in pain, the sweat on his body kept flowing down, and the monk's robes were all soaked.

After a while, I saw the beads in Master Basong's hand suddenly exploded and turned into powder, scattering all over the floor.

Then Master Basong also let out a muffled groan, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Master Basong..." I was worried in my heart and was about to step forward, but Master Basong quickly waved his hand towards me, signaling me not to come close. Although he spit out a mouthful of blood, it was only for a moment, and then he started again. After reciting the sutra and mantra, he continued to fight against Laon's head-lowering technique, and applied the forbidden mantra again, but only intermittently, which seemed very laborious. The other two monks were not relaxed either. They were swaying and chanting loudly. Sutra mantra.

After Master Basong continued to recite the mantra steadily, he suddenly reached into a cloth pocket, took out a short knife from it, stretched out his other hand, and thrust it towards the palm of his hand. After scratching, blood suddenly flowed from the palm of his hand. Then, Master Basong poured all the blood dripping from his palm onto Zhou Ling'er's head, and the blood slid down the top of her head. , dyeing all the clothes bloody.

When the blood fell on Zhou Ling'er's head, Master Basong's mantras became louder and louder, and then strange things happened again.

Zhou Ling'er, who was still bleeding from her seven orifices, suddenly no longer had any blood flowing out, and her trembling body gradually became calm.

Seeing Zhou Ling'er covered in blood was really weird and bloody. Fortunately, the situation stabilized quickly.

It seems that Master Basong's method of blood sacrifice is very effective in controlling Zhou Ling'er's blood loss.

But before a few of us could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhou Ling'er, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, and a very strange smile appeared on his pretty face covered with blood, with a hint of contempt and contempt.

Caught off guard, she suddenly said: "Basong, you dare to undo my head-lowering technique. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

This voice is very familiar, but it definitely cannot be Zhou Ling'er's voice. It is the voice of La Weng we saw during the day. It feels very strange for such a delicate woman to have the voice of such an old and married man. .

Basong stopped reciting sutras and mantras, and replied in a deep voice: "La Weng, you only used evil spells to harm people in Tongnan Continent, and you also went to Yan Kingdom to kill innocent people with head spells. I am Long Po. Monk, you can't just wait until death, I advise you to stop quickly, you can't afford to offend these people."

"Hahaha... Basong, I really thought highly of you in the past. In your eyes, just a few children are untouchables. You look down on them too much! You were easily killed by me." , if you hadn't come here to intervene, several of them would have been dead by now. I don't care how powerful they were in the Yan Kingdom before. Once they fall into the hands of me, La Weng, they will be dead. You have to free me from surrender. Your head is my enemy. Even if you leave here alive today, I will definitely kill you with the head-lowering technique." Zhou Ling'er continued to relay Laon's words in a weird accent.

"La Weng! Don't let me touch you. If I see you, I will cut you into pieces. I, Wu Jiuyin, swear that you will die a miserable death!" Hearing La Weng's voice, I really hated him to the core. , originally we wanted to help him, but he secretly treated us. There is really no bottom line at all.

"Haha...Wu Jiuyin, you paid for the lives of a few of you. I just collected money to do things. You can't blame me. After I kill your friends, I will slowly deal with you. You can't Just wait..." Zhou Ling'er turned to look at me and smiled solemnly at me.

(End of this chapter)