"Master, since you have killed them, why do you need to recite sutras again?" Li Ye asked with a frown.

"I killed them to save them, and killed them to recite sutras to help them gain reincarnation. If they weren't evil, why would I have to kill them?"

Monk Minghui glared at Li Ye.

He continued: "There are five of them here, and there are two more behind them. They are probably at least the seventh to eighth level of Nascent Soul. You have to be careful and don't let them bite you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and searched the body of the man in black on the ground.

Li Ye was stunned and said, "At least I'm still alive, that's fine."

Monk Minghui looked back at him, his brows raised, his eyes clear, and a smile on his lips.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the two rings to Li Ye and said, "There are three in total. I didn't even look at them. I'll give you two first, and we'll each have one for the next two."

Li Ye looked at his compassionate round face, and the monk Xindao also liked robbing. After a moment of silence, he said: "The remaining two people, I hope they can retreat in spite of the difficulties."

"What do you mean?" Monk Minghui thought to himself, I'm still waiting for the money-giving boy to come and offer the treasure.

"I think they haven't received any news from these three people. They should know that I'm not that easy to kill. Although I don't go looking for trouble with them. But if they want to eat me, they have to pay a bigger price. I won't do it next

No more mercy."

Li Ye frowned and said softly, then took a look at the space ring in his hand and put it away in a flash.

Monk Minghui smiled and said: "Although I don't know what they are thinking, I have heard many legends about killers. They are known for their ruthlessness and blood-draining cruelty. They cannot easily retreat without completing their mission."

"Cold killers... Even if they are practitioners, they will be afraid of death."

Li Ye raised his head, looked at the mountains ahead, and said lightly.

After saying that, he picked up the long sword of the man in black from the ground and began to dig a hole in the grass of the wasteland.

Minghui looked at his actions, sighed softly, turned around and walked back.

Li Ye was digging a hole while reciting the "Ksitigarbha Sutra". In less than half an hour, a pit had been dug on the ground, and Minghui, who had died earlier, came over.

He looked at Li Ye and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra. It's really commendable. When I was your age, I didn't know anything."

Li Ye raised his head and glanced at him without saying a word. He continued to chant sutras and picked up the man in black and put him into the pit.

While saying: "Although I don't know where you come from and why you want to kill me... I hope you will not be a killer in the next life, but be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life!"

Monk Minghui also threw the man in black he was carrying into the pit, and while helping Li Ye fill in the soil, he chanted the Sutra of Rebirth.

Grinning: "Monk, I have always been responsible for killing and not burying. Today, for the sake of my disciples of Buddhism, I will make an exception. I hope you will be reincarnated well after entering the hell."

...

Standing next to Li Ye, Minghui looked at the graves on the grass indifferently and said, "I once said that the target of these men in black is you, and killing you is their mission."

"A killer is a killer, and the killer who is killed is still a killer. There is no need to feel sad. And I believe that the remaining two are really difficult to deal with."

Monk Minghui carried a long knife and walked towards the official road.

Li Ye glanced at him and said: "No matter what, we still committed the crime of killing. When we get to Prajna Temple, I will recite more Ksitigarbha Sutra for them."

The two of them walked one behind the other on the desolate official road. When they approached the two black horses, Li Ye couldn't help but walked forward and gently touched their injured areas.

He gently took out the feather arrow, took out the medicinal herbs he carried with him, crushed them on the stones on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, tore it in two, applied the medicinal herbs to the horse's wound, and bandaged it with the handkerchief.

good.

Then he called Minghui for help, and the two of them worked together to help Heima up, and said softly: "You are free, and the wound will heal in a few days."

After speaking, he patted the black horse gently, took off the saddle from the horse's back and threw it on the ground.

Pointing to the empty wasteland, he said: "You two go, you happen to have company, don't let anyone catch you again."

The horse seemed to understand what he said, and stretched out its head to rub his hand. Li Ye reached out and patted it gently. After a while, the two black horses slowly left his side, one behind the other.

Looking at the horse going away, Minghui smiled and said, "You really should join my Buddhist sect."

Li Ye shook his head, looked at him and said seriously: "I can't do it. I still have my parents and sister at home, and a fiancée on Phoenix Mountain. What I can do is to perfect my Buddhist practice and go back to protect my relatives.

."

Minghui glanced at him and muttered: "In this world of mortals, what is there to miss?"

Li Ye ignored him, picked up the long sword from the ground, pointed at the mountains in the distance, and said seriously: "I still want to cause trouble to the master, help me solve the danger ahead."

Minghui nodded, clasped his hands together and said, "After passing the ridge in front, if they don't show up, they probably scared you away."

Li Ye grinned and said: "It all depends on the master's mercy. Saving the disciples is also in fire and water."

The two of them were talking and speeding up their steps.

...

"Pay attention to the stone cliff on the edge of the mountain road ahead. There is a figure." Minghui reminded Li Ye softly, who was running.

Li Ye was startled, slowed down, and looked up at the rock cliff about fifty feet in front of him. Sure enough, there were two figures casting long shadows under the sunlight...

Two slight footsteps sounded, and the masked man in black who was hiding behind the stone cliff came out and stood on both sides of the official road, looking coldly at Li Ye and Monk Minghui who were gradually walking in.

A slightly fat man in black slowly took off the hat on his head, looked at Li Ye and Ming Hui indifferently as they walked in, and slowly reached out and pulled out his long sword.

Said: "My three brothers must have suffered a disaster!"

Another man in black also drew his iron sword and looked at Li Ye without any expression, as if his eyes could penetrate the real thing and see Li Ye clearly.

The iron sword he held in his hand gave off a faint cold light, illuminating the dark forehead of the man in black and the angry look in his cold eyes.

Three of their brothers have died, and they want revenge on Li Ye. This is no longer just an assassination mission.

Li Ye looked at the two masked men in black, one fat and one thin, expressionlessly, and slowly pointed his sword forward, in the direction where the two men in black were standing.

The sun was shining brightly on the wasteland, and suddenly a wind blew, blowing his coarse cloth robe and making a crackling sound.

Beside Li Ye, monk Minghui had a smile on his face. He looked at the two men in black in front of him, as if he saw the boy who dropped from the sky to give money.

It took a while before he could slow down his breathing that was heavy due to excitement, and then he clasped his hands together and said: "Two donors, killing is not a good thing after all. I advise you to stop and leave."

From a distance of less than ten feet, Li Ye could already feel the strong murderous intent in front of him. He turned to look at Monk Minghui and said, "Sure enough, they are the seventh and eighth levels!"

Minghui grinned, stroked the long knife in his hand and said, "That fat man is the eighth level. I will deal with it, and you can deal with the tall and thin seventh level. Is that okay?"

Li Ye said calmly: "No problem."

What happened in the wasteland today was because it was the arrival of Monk Hui that solved the huge crisis for Li Ye.

It would be difficult for him alone to escape the ambush of five people, let alone seek help from Mr.

The fat man in black and the tall and thin man in black rushed over almost at the same time.

Monk Minghui looked at them and said, "It seems that you are determined and want to go to hell."

The fat man in black was stunned for a moment and shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense and accept your life!"

Monk Hui looked into his eyes, looking a little excited, and said, "I like your character!"

Li Ye roared lowly and said: "The sword has no eyes, I will not show mercy."

...

The slender man in black rolled up his sleeves and pounced on Li Ye like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The iron sword in his hand was like a flash of light. The moment he slashed at Li Ye, it suddenly disappeared in front of him and disappeared without a trace in an instant. He didn't know where he went...

Li Ye was so shocked that he held the long sword in front of him, barely blocking the fatal sword.

Immediately afterwards, the sleeves of the slender man in black flickered, and a cold light lit up. Under the control of the seventh-level Nascent Soul, a very thin beam of light passed through the long sword in front of Li Ye and stabbed Li Ye's chest.

Between life and death, Li Ye turned his body sideways. The slender man in black suddenly leaned forward. The thin sword did not penetrate Li Ye's chest, but flew past his shoulder. Unexpectedly, the man in black actually had two swords.

The sword is in hand.

The coarse cloth robe on Li Ye's shoulder was torn open by a thin sword, and a very shallow wound appeared on the skin of his shoulder. The injury was not too serious. With the sixth level of Wuxiang Dharma Body, his skin was harder than steel.

The slender man in black noticed something strange about his body. As soon as he wanted to leave, he reached out his sleeve with his left hand and shot out the thin sword in his hand to attract Li Ye's attention and give him time to leave Li Ye's body.

In front of you, avoid his counterattack.

Although Li Ye was injured by the rapier of the man in black, the injury was not serious, but there was a fierce impact on the rapier that almost made him fly up.

Seeing that the man in black was about to leave the attacking distance in front of him, he had no time to call Monk Minghui to rescue him, so he stabbed out the long sword in his hand with his backhand.

With a sound of "clang", the long sword collided with the iron sword of the man in black. The two of them almost brushed against each other face to face. In the flash of lightning and water, Li Ye turned his fist into his palm and punched the Fuhu Luohan Fist.

The force hit the man in black hard on the chest.

In an instant, the masked man in black flew out. Under the bombardment of Li Ye's sixth level formless body skill, he withstood Li Ye's fatal blow.

But Li Ye didn't wait for him to come to his senses and run away. Instead, he took the opportunity to come up and strike with another sword.

There were no tricks or fancy gestures with this sword, just like when he was chopping firewood in the Great Buddha Temple, he just used all his strength to slash down.

It was as if the man in black in front of him was the pile of wet firewood waiting to be chopped, and Li Ye needed all his strength to deal with it... At the moment when the sword light struck, the man in black shook his body.

Li Ye's fatal sword hit his right arm, and the entire right arm fell to the ground in an instant.

The man in black screamed, turned his head suddenly, glanced at Li Ye silently, did not bother to pick up his arm that fell on the ground, and shouted: "Brother, I got out of the way first, you should run away quickly!

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To be continued...