Chapter 3472 Call Baden over

Chapter 3472 Call Baden over

"Swoosh!"

When Zhao Heng walked through the hall and stood in front of the White House, he could no longer hear the fighting between Ye Changge and the yellow-clad lama, but he heard the huge Potala Palace, and the sound of low trumpets were blowing. From time to time, there were agile figures of various costumes shuttled through buildings or flew up in the air, intertwining lines of defense that seemed to be facing a great enemy.

Although the Potala Palace Temple is usually peaceful and quiet, it is not weak in responding to the enemy's speed and vigilance. It is worthy of being the forbidden area of ​​Tibetan Buddhism that is famous all over the world. In the eyes of Zhao Heng looking back, batches of yellow and gray lamas gushing out from the halls on both sides. They rushed to the two places where conflicts occurred. On the way, a group of people approached the mountain.

"Zhao Heng, you're in trouble this time!"

Seeing Zhao Heng staring at the chaotic situation at the foot of the mountain, Ma Xiaoling in Baigousheng sneered: "Today is the inheritance ceremony of the living Buddha, a major event in the entire Tibetan Buddhism and Tibetan city. It is far more eye-catching than the turmoil in the streets and alleys. Tibetans and believers gritted their teeth and endured the harm suffered by the turmoil. After all, they have long been indifferent to their birth, old age, sickness and death!"

"But I absolutely hate the destruction of the ritual!"

Ma Xiaoling spared no effort to attack Zhao Heng's confidence, hoping to give herself a sigh of anger: "Now you have led people to trespass into the Tibetan religion and indulged their subordinates in shooting and injuring people. You have offended the sacred Tibetan Buddha and the respected leaders of countless believers. You will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history by Tibetans, and you and China will be criticized by thousands of people for this!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Of course, you can mobilize the army of Zangcheng to kill everyone, but do you dare to flatten the Potala Palace? Even if you have the courage to razure the place to the ground, can you kill every lama here? Kill all these lamas and 500,000 believers. Are your bullets enough? Today is different from the past,"

"In the past, if you build a few tanks and cannons, you can scare them to scatter their birds and beasts!"

Ma Xiaoling coughed: "But today, they will never be afraid of gunfire!"

Zhao Heng listened quietly to Ma Xiaoling's words, but there was no emotional fluctuation on his face. After she finished speaking, he smiled without saying a word: "I'm not afraid to tell you, it's not that I dare not blow up the Potala Palace, but it's the treasure of the industrial nation of China. I'm destroying my own treasure by myself, right? So you don't have to incite me to burn the palace!"

Zhao Heng saw through Ma Xiaoling's plan in his heart and reached out to slap her pretty face: "As for the lamas and the believers, I really don't care. Although I can't clean up the lamas in the entire palace today and kill 500,000 believers, I can boil frogs and dismantle them with warm water. Tanks and cannons are useless, then the money beauty will always work!"

"Miss Ma, not everyone is empty in all four elements, and is not afraid of life and death and is not greedy for wealth and honor!"

Zhao Heng turned his head and swept over the flashing shadows, waved his hand and asked Baigousheng to set up a blocking trap, then looked at Ma Xiaoling and said, "Even you, to save your life, have you killed Oprah's sister? So I won't be too anxious about today's incident. Believe me, no matter what I did today, at most three years, people will forget what happened."

"Singing in Tibetan city, horses dance!"

His smile became a little warmer: "You have to consider yourself. I have already reached the white palace. The noise caused by the incident has also alarmed the entire Buddha palace. Soon Baden will also appear. If you don't tell me their specific location, you will soon become worthless. When facing people who have no value, I will always erase them without hesitation."

At this time, Baigousheng had already made arrangements at several entrances and exits leading to the white palace. The drizzling rain still did not hinder his poisoning technique. When he wiped the rain from his face and retreated to Zhao Heng, he saw seven or eight yellow-clothed lamas appearing. They rushed towards here with a rainbow of momentum, locking in the eyes of Zhao Heng and others, with a murderous intent.

Obviously, they were full of anger at the trespass of Zhao Heng and others!

But what surprised Ma Xiaoling was that the eight yellow lamas, cheetah-like figures, stopped slightly when they passed the intersection, as if they were bitten by something. Then, they maintained their inertia and continued to rush forward, but after more than ten meters, they seemed to be drunk, with their steps floating, and fell head-on in the rain, with their mouths like fish Zhang Qi.

They struggled hard but had no strength to get up. In the end, they lay on the ground with no movement. Bai Gousheng glanced at them and spoke to Zhao Hengtan: "Young Master, I have set up six lines of defense. The effect of the medicine can last for a day and can block two or three hundred people. However, it rains today, the toxins will inevitably be diluted. Thirty minutes is the limit!"

"Thirty minutes are enough!"

Zhao Heng straightened his body and looked forward: "I can't find Baden at this time, so I should have hit him to death!"

Three more lamas in red with quick movements ran over. Before Ma Xiaoling could warn, they fell on the grass like their companions, with no blood on seven holes and no black faces. They were only as drunk as ten kilograms of Erguotou. When Ma Xiaoling was sweating slightly in her palm, Bai Gousheng looked at her and added: "I poisoned you, you still have five minutes!"

Ma Xiaoling's body shook, and her pupils instantly condensed into a ray of light: "You——"

She has experienced the poison of Baigouzhou, and with the ten skilled lamas, Zheyi, she has an indescribable fear of Baigouzhou. However, before she could express her anger, Baigouzhou whispered: "After five minutes, your whole body will be extremely itchy. You will subconsciously scratch your skin, even if the flesh and blood are blurred and deep, you will not be relieved!"

When Zhao Heng turned his head and looked at Ma Xiaoling with interest, Bai Gou Sheng added lightly: "Your spirit and your will will not play any role. Your itchy movement will continue until you are dying and you will never stop without any strength. At that time, you were covered in blood, disfigured, itchy and painful, and it was a luxury to feel that death was a luxury."

Bai Gousheng clearly expressed his meaning: "Anyway, Young Master Heng just wants you to live as a bargaining chip to exchange for Miss Du's safety or as a shield, so you have the same value when you are dying. Miss Ma, there are still three minutes left. You can consider cooperating with us or choose to endure the pain. Now, it is two minutes and forty-one seconds!"

Ma Xiaoling shouted: "Shameless——"

She also turned her head and looked at Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng smiled leisurely: "Don't encourage, but don't object!"

Just when Ma Xiaoling was extremely conflicted, the sound of the horns of the entire Potala Palace stopped, and the Buddha Palace in the rain was even quieter and soundless. Zhao Heng and the others all turned their eyes from Ma Xiaoling. Everyone knew in their hearts that the quieter the more terrifying it was. The Buddha Palace, which seemed to have calmed down, actually was hiding crisis everywhere.

"Occursing the Living Buddha, die!"

Before everyone present could be calm, there were shadows flying inside the white palace. Nujiang Lama in yellow clothes rushed out. His face turned into a whole piece of granite, without a smile at all, and only a sense of hostility: "Breaking into the heavy land of my Buddhist palace, hurting my fellow disciples. No matter who you are, you must pay a heavy price today!"

Two red clothes rushed towards Zhao Heng, and the Zen stick made a howling sound!

Zhao Heng glanced at him without saying a word: "The dog is left, open the way!"

As his instructions were issued, Bai Gou Sheng responded with expressionless expression in Ma Xiaoling's struggle and contradiction. A special embroidery needle flashed out with his right hand. With a long roar, he jumped over Zhao Heng and others and went to Nujiang Lama. His momentum was like a rainbow and wrapped in invincible confidence. He suddenly saw the light of the embroidery needle flashing three times one after another, like lightning in the clear sky, which was amazing.

He attacked forward with great speed with three needles, swinging his left palm, and a rushing towards the opponent. The three needles and one palm, the speed of the moves and parts was incredibly coordinated. The more than ten lamas behind him sighed. Unexpectedly, the enemy was so powerful that no wonder they could break here all the way. The five lamas who participated in the battle also had a huge shock, and the hand holding the staff tightened for it.

Nujiang gathered his mind and issued a warning: "Be careful!"

As he shouted for warning, the two lamas in front quickly avoided left and right, just like a splash of water in the wind and waves. The speed of body movements was far better than that of ordinary people. Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes as well. He thought that no wonder Baden was so calm in the face of successive changes. It turned out that there were many powerful figures in the Buddha Palace, so it seemed that it was better to be more careful.

In the moment of lightning, Bai Gousheng took advantage of their dodging left and right and flirted towards the three people behind. Suddenly, two sharp sounds sounded, and two Zen sticks attacked the joints of his arms left and right. The joints were as if they were hit. Not only did the embroidery needles not only escaped, but also failed and were at slaughtered. Bai Gousheng was already alert just now, and saw this and flashed out lightly!

His body turned over and fell to the ground for two meters. Just when everyone thought he had exhausted his spare energy, Bai Gou Sheng's feet slipped, rubbed against the wet floor, and rushed towards the lamas with strange figures. The embroidery needles gathered murderous intent again. The five lamas who were besieging were slightly surprised, but soon reacted, and the Zen sticks instantly intertwined, and one person in front swept across the army.

Bai Gousheng flicked his right hand and the embroidery needle burst out, stabbing the back of the other party with a tingling sound. When the owner of the Zen Staff subconsciously distracted his strength, Bai Gousheng hooked his fingers, and the silk that connected the embroidery needle shook, and took the embroidery needle back. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed his Zen Staff with his hand, and threw it towards Nujiang, obviously to fall into the face of this guy.

The Nujiang Lama raised his eyebrows lightly and patted the Zen stick out with a palm.

However, Baigousheng's throwing power contained a lot of power. Although the Zen Staff was slapped out by Nujiang, the strength still made his wrist numb, and he almost took a step back. Baigousheng did not stop there, and he pointed out the needles without embroidery, and then tapped the other three people on the back of their hands, snatching their Zen Staff one by one, snatching as they stretched, and threw them as they could.

The siege lama was very skillful, but they were unable to resist the strange moves of Baigousheng. Three Zen sticks whirred and the cold light flashed, and they flew towards Nujiang continuously. Nujiang's face seemed ugly, and his hands were slowly swung out, and all the Zen sticks were swayed at their feet. But after the slap, his right arm was sore and his palms felt numb.

Zen staff flew away, and the other lamas retreated one after another, fearing that they would suffer unintentional disasters.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Heng's mouth. The big lama in Nujiang was quite powerful, but it was one level worse than Baigousheng. If the other lamas did not join the battle group, Nujiang would be defeated by Baigousheng at most thirty moves. As his thoughts turned, Zhao Heng found that Ma Xiaoling's eyes began to be bitter, and his whole body shook slightly, as if an electric current was sliding by.

It is obvious that the remaining toxins in Baigou have taken effect!

"I don't know the location of Baden, but if you take this big lama, you will definitely see Baden!"

Ma Xiaoling pulled his sleeve, and her red lips trembled and squeezed out a sentence: "He is a Baden confidant, give me the antidote, quickly,"

Zhao Heng responded lightly: "Oh? He is so important? OK, after taking him down, I will let Dog Zuo give you the antidote!"

Ma Xiaoling shouted: "You--" and then her eyes became dark: "Zhao Heng, please, you, give me the antidote!" While speaking, she had already begun to rub her bound hands against her body. Obviously, her body was itchy, but she held back and forth without using her nails to scratch it. However, Zhao Heng could see that her spiritual will could not last long.

"Bang!"

Zhao Heng, who had no antidote, smiled faintly and temporarily knocked Ma Xiaoling out with one palm. The latter began to reveal the importance of Nujiang to himself, and then there was a possibility of continuing cooperation. Then he turned his eyes on Nujiang. This was a way to see Baden. So Zhao Heng took a step and whispered to Baigousheng: "Gousheng, capture the king first by capturing the thief!"

As Zhao Heng said this, Bai Gou Sheng suddenly jumped on, and after popping up the embroidery needle to force the other blocking lamas to retreat, he grabbed Nujiang's Lama's face like lightning. Nujiang was already troubled by Bai Gou Sheng, and Zhao Heng was arrogant and asked Bai Gou Sheng to knock him down, so his whole old face seemed quite ugly.

"Get out, I'll do it!"

Seeing Baigousheng pounce on him, Nujiang was also excited to have a bloody feeling. He pulled the yellow clothes on his body, roared angrily, and held the Zen stick in his hand tightly, and attacked him carelessly. In his opinion, Baigousheng had such a trick, but it was not enough to fight against him, just like Du Yaqi yesterday, if it were not for the living Buddha, he would have knocked the latter to the ground.

Seeing Nujiang taking action personally, the other lamas subconsciously stopped the offensive and stood behind and watched, staring at Zhao Heng and the others, not giving the latter a chance to run away.

"when!"

The embroidery needle was tapped on the Zen stick and made an inaudible sound. When the attack of the great lama in Nujiang stopped slightly, Bai Gousheng rushed out indifferently. Nujiang was not willing to be outdone when he saw this and pressed his empty hand up. Another dull collision was made. Nujiang groaned, and was shocked by Bai Gousheng's powerful palm force and retreated continuously before he could stabilize his body.

Bai Gou Sheng stood there without a step back, carelessly pinching the embroidery needle.

"evil creature!"

When Nujiang was roaring with evil, Bai Gousheng bullied himself again, with no joy or dissatisfaction on his face. The embroidery needle wrapped in a sharp stroke and drove straight into the void of Nujiang's face. He heard a hissing sound in the air. His left palm took advantage of the momentum to draw an arc upward, then pressed down, and quickly stabbed Nujiang's lower abdomen.

Nujiang saw that Bai Gousheng not only made a vicious and fast move, but also had full strength, and his face could not stop changing slightly. He knew that his victory or defeat was related to the reputation of the Buddha Palace, so he did not dare to take it lightly at the moment. He only saw his right arm shake and pour his strength into the Zen Staff. He shook and waved it. Suddenly, the seven-foot Zen Staff brushed off Bai Gousheng's chest like a sharp sword.

Zhao Heng's eyes showed praise: "The big lama is a bit standard!"

Nujiang tried his best to show his domineeringness, but Baigousheng was not at all solemn. On the contrary, there was a strange smile. Seeing the opponent's momentum coming towards him, he moved his body several feet to the left to avoid the opponent's thunder attack. Taking advantage of Nujiang's moves, he took advantage of the opportunity to follow up, slashed his left palm across the waist, and the embroidery needle directly stabbed his arms!

Seeing this, Nujiang's eyes widened even more like a gong, and sneered and rotated his body to avoid the embroidery needle. Then, the Zen Staff hit Bai Gousheng's shoulder like lightning, and his left palm slashed the other party's wrist. However, when the Zen Staff was halfway down, Nujiang suddenly felt his strength dissipated. The palm of his hand holding the Zen Staff loosened, as if he could not bear the twenty pounds of things at all.

When Nujiang's face changed drastically, why did his strength dissipate, Bai Gousheng's eyes immediately condensed, and he slapped the hard Zen stick with his backhand. The originally dropped Zen stick instantly shook and bounced back straight back to Nujiang's body. The latter had no time to dodge. With a loud bang, his nose and chest were hit by the Zen stick. Nujiang's body shook and his mouth and nose retreated with bleeding.

When the Zen stick hits the ground with a sound, it smashes a trace of dust!

"Senior Brother!"

When the other lamas saw this, they shouted to rush up, Bai Gou Sheng swept out the Nujiang Zen Staff, and the Zen Staff roared at the other lamas. The fierceness made the latter's attack slightly stagnate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Gou Sheng stepped forward quickly, flashed his left hand, and slapped out without any wind sound in his palm. The latter wanted to avoid it but was unable to follow up.

Suddenly, a muffled groan came from the field, and Nujiang's nose sprayed blood again, his huge body retreated continuously, there was a palm print on his chest, and his two ribs were broken.

He staggered and sat on the ground, pointed at Bai Gou Sheng and sniffed: "You——"

He found that his right hand was black and he didn't have any strength. He obviously lost the poisoning just now. After thinking about it, he locked the four Zen sticks that began to slap flying. There was no doubt that he was fooled at that time. Unexpectedly, this guy was so sinister and completely ignored the rules of the world. He wanted to say something but in the end he could not suppress his injuries and pounced! He spit out a large mouthful of blood!

When Bai Gou Sheng looked at him coldly, Zhao Heng had already walked to Nujiang, holding a sharp saber in his hand, putting it on Nujiang's neck and smiled faintly:

"The game is over, so there is no need to say more nonsense!"

Zhao Heng did not give Nujiang a chance to open his mouth, and swept over the other angry lamas and spoke: "Tell Baden that Nujiang is in my hands!"

"If I don't come to see me for fifteen minutes, I'll chop off his head!"

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