The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 228 Sangsang Under the Golden Torrent

In this world, no one can ignore Liu Bai's sword. It is better than Zhishou Guanzhu and the head lecturer of Xuankong Temple, and no one will ignore the sword that can win Liubai Academy Twelve, dare to ignore it .

Even if the person who used the sword was not Twelve himself, even if that person was a Qihaixueshan who had only mastered ten orifices and had just entered Zhiming.

Qi Nian's expression was moved, and she flicked her sleeves, and a mighty Buddha's light formed along the way. Gradually, the Buddha's light turned into a Buddha statue. If you look carefully, the Buddha is the one on Washan Mountain.

The Buddha statue's lips moved slightly, and there were countless chanting sounds, which even overwhelmed the voices of the monks in red.

……

The simple knife came, and the sharp breath cut through the light curtain born from the Buddha cloud, and also split the space in front of the knife. The narrow, dark blade instantly slashed on the face of the Buddha statue.

A mad breath suddenly came from between the Buddha and the sword, thinking about sweeping around, the majestic and immovable Wasan Hall shook a little because of it.

Afterwards, the Buddha's lips closed, the Sanskrit singing stopped suddenly, and there was a deep gap in the Buddha statue under the plain knife. Then, the Buddha statue fell from a high altitude onto the rock and turned into fine stones.

Qi Nian's expression was as usual, because it was a sword that could defeat the Dahe Sword, and because he had actually sensed the sharpness of this cut half a year ago outside the long bridge in Chang'an City, and he had never thought of the sword he summoned. The Buddha statue can withstand the cutting edge.

Pu Dao was still slashing, as if he would be chopped into pieces in the next moment.

But after all, the knife was not as sharp and fast as it was when it was just cut out. Qi Nian avoided it in a very strange posture, and the simple knife fell to the ground.

A "kuang" resounded, and the sharp knife was inserted into the green brick ground, producing a string of dazzling sparks on the ground.

But Qi Nian's figure suddenly disappeared, and Ning Que sensed the danger, so he drew his knife back to defend.

At this moment, a handprint burning golden Buddha's light touched the blade across his chest, and the huge force contained in it made the simple knife hit his chest again.

Ning Que's figure shook, and the arrogance circulating in his body stopped, and he felt a huge force coming from his chest and abdomen, and his figure flew backwards uncontrollably.

But at this moment, part of the golden torrential rain that kept falling from the dome towards Sangsang split up and flowed towards Ning Que. On the other hand, a sharp sword light also came out from a certain corner of the hall.

The one who controls the golden rain is naturally Master Baoshu who holds the Yulan bell in his hand, and the one who emits the sword light is the person from the sword pavilion who has remained silent since entering the hall.

For Master Baoshu, the purpose of his trip is to pay all costs, even his own life, to kill the son of Hades, and the current situation is obviously that the daughter of the fourteenth immortal Hades in the academy will not die, especially because he On a certain road in Lailanke Temple, he saw the body of an ascetic monk who had been cut open by a knife, so he had to kill Academy Fourteen.

As for the person who brought out the sword, it was Liu Bai's younger brother, Cheng Ziqing, the second master of Jiange who knew his fate. Of course, he had not received Liu Bai's instructions on this trip, and the reason why he wanted to use the sword was because most people in the same field The cognition is average, the daughter of Pluto must die.

……

Seeing that the Buddha Rain and the sword light were about to fall on Ning Que, a piece of paper quietly appeared in front of Ning Que.

The golden rain drenched the paper, and the piercing sword pierced into the paper.

The piece of paper seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and instantly turned into countless blocks, just like the stones displayed around the tall mountain gate in the center of Daming Lake. The edge of the battle.

The rain of Buddha was blocked, and so was the sharp sword.

Everyone looked at the woman who entered the Buddha's tent, and the eyes they looked at her were as incredible as when they looked at Sangsang before.

Because the woman is not a member of the academy, but she is willing to risk her life to help the academy's Mr. Fourteen and protect the daughter of Hades.

Qu Nimadi walked out from the camp of the Moon Kingdom, pointed at the woman and yelled loudly, her tone full of viciousness and bitterness.

"Bookworm, bookworm, do you know that your behavior will bring disaster to Dahe Kingdom?"

Mo Shanshan pursed his lips and looked at the annoying old nun and said, "First of all, I don't think Yu Lanling can really be sure that Sangsang is the daughter of Pluto, and Buddhism is now using more bullying to kill a little girl. It is really unbearable, and one more thing, just because you are a nun who has not even entered the realm of knowing fate, what qualifications do you have to dare to assert that there will be a catastrophe for our Dahe Congress?"

Qu Nimadi didn't expect that the always gentle bookworm would be so sharp-tongued, and she didn't expect that she would insult herself so bluntly in front of so many people.

She couldn't help being anxious, her complexion turned livid, she stretched out her wrinkled fingers to point at Mo Shanshan, and said breathlessly: "You shameless whore, you will pay for your words and deeds today, shameless..."

Mo Shanshan looked at her coldly, his tone was as cold as the cold wind coming from the Northern Wilderness.

"Do you want to die?"

Qunimadi kept her mouth shut, because she felt the other party's undisguised killing intent, and because she felt it, she remembered that the other party had already become a rune master, killing herself was easy, and there seemed to be no one in the field who could save herself .

Thinking of this, Qunimadi's complexion turned livid again. Although she wanted to continue yelling, she didn't want to die.

On the one hand, Qi Nian was not moved by Qu Nima Di's experience, Bao Shu only frowned for some reason, and Cheng Ziqing showed a trace of disgust in his eyes.

So the three of them didn't pay attention to these, but looked at each other.

In the end, as if the three of them had reached an agreement, Baoshu handed the Yulan Bell to Qi Nian, and then rushed towards Ning Que and Mo Shanshan with Cheng Ziqing.

But when Qi Nian got the Yulan Bell, the Buddha's light in the hall became more intense, and the golden rain that poured on the big black umbrella was several times faster than before, turning into a stream on the dome. Golden torrent.

As soon as Hongliu came into contact with the big black umbrella, Sangsang spat out a big mouthful of pitch-black blood. .

Afterwards, the sound of cloth being torn was heard in the torrent, and the knife that blocked the countless waste wood in Weicheng, the flames that blocked the Zhuque painting in Chang'an City, and the big black umbrella that blocked Xiahou Ming's spear unexpectedly cracked. Small mouth.

Wisps of Buddha's light infiltrated from the small mouth, like fireflies floating in the forest at night, flying into Sangsang's body.

Sangsang curled up under the big black umbrella that was deformed by the torrent, blood was bleeding from the broken tiger's mouth, blood remained from the corner of the blood-stained mouth, and the eyes that were occupied by tears were also bleeding.

At the old hunter's house in Minshan, she curled up at the corner of the stove, and the old hunter beat her with a whip, and she was like this at that time.

(End of this chapter)