Since more than a hundred years ago, the Dalai Lama's top master Sangye Lama was killed in a religious coup, the Nyingma sect has declined and lost control of the martial arts sects in the Qinghai-Tibet region.
Christianity flourished again.
The Blood Knife Sect is a branch of the Qinghai Black Sect. Each generation of headmasters in the sect is called the Blood Knife Ancestor. According to legend, this generation, the fourth generation of the Blood Knife Ancestor, is known for its martial arts in Tibet.
First.
The five monks who are currently breaking into the prison are the disciples of the ancestor of the Blood Knife. They have committed many major crimes that cannot be tolerated by nature in various places in the Central Plains. They have committed rape, burning and killing, and have committed all kinds of evil. They are notorious for being the ultimate truth, Bao Xiang,
Shanyong et al.
Since the Blood Knife Sect often kills its fellow sect members, unlike many people in the world, after discovering that Ding Dian was also in prison, the Five Blood Knife Monks wanted not only the Liancheng Treasure, but also what they wanted to seize.
Shen Zhao Jing Gong method.
But none of them expected that Ding Dian's martial arts would reach such a high level that even one against three seemed to have enough strength left.
His fist silently hit the back of Shengdi's sword, knocking it half a foot away; then he quickly struck the other two monks with a palm that contained wind and thunder.
Under the fierce wind of the fist, the robes of the two monks turned over, revealing a dark red and bloody short knife on the black skirt. It was embroidered with red silk thread. There were three points of blood dripping from the knife head, which was also embroidered with red thread. The shape was vivid and very terrifying.
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Immediately afterwards, the iron chain between Ding Dian's arms suddenly stretched straight, as if it turned into a spear, and stabbed the other monk's neck with great force.
Although the Blood Knife Sect has a horizontal training method similar to the Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt, except for the Blood Knife Patriarch, no one has practiced to the level that can withstand ordinary swords. Apart from him, they can barely weaken it.
The power of some blunt objects.
Seeing that Ding Dian's inner power of Shen Zhao Gong seemed to have reached its peak, the monk quickly jumped back and swung his sword to cut the iron chain, fearing that Ding Dian would be severely injured if he used the remaining energy of his attack.
Ding Dian laughed loudly, and with a flurry of fists and palms, he took a step back and kicked up the two single swords hidden under the straw mat with his toes.
One of them fell into his hand, and the other shot towards Shanyong who was approaching Di Yun, causing him to stop and use his knife to block, and the back of the knife hit the stone wall with a "clang" sound. p>
Di Yun saw Ding Dian throwing the weapon and tentatively reached out to grab it, only to see that the sword hit and bounced, and it fell into his hand.
Shan Yong next to him let out a low roar and flew towards Shan Yong again, with the force of a running tiger. At the critical moment of life and death, Di Yun instinctively turned over the blade of the sword and used a "sword removal style" to lift up Shan Yong's scimitar.
This move was one of the moves that Yan Daping had studied carefully for many years and successfully restored Mei Niansheng's Liancheng swordsmanship back then. Shanyong did not expect that his opponent, whose martial arts was quite low at first glance, could actually show off a skillful move. He flicked his right hand slightly.
, the weapon has been swung past, missing Di Yun's shoulder by just a hair.
After a pause, Ding Dian found the opportunity and punched away the monk who was hugging the elephant. With his feet on the ground, he turned back to rescue Di Yun.
However, Di Yun's hand tendons were cut and his strength was not as strong as ordinary people. Shan Yong saw through the truth in a blink of an eye. In order not to give the opponent a chance to react and use strange sword moves, Shan Yong immediately drew his sword again and struck Di Yun as fast as lightning.
Cut off the cloud shoulders.
There was a sudden sound, and the scimitar was slashing at a group of human-shaped black shadows that suddenly flew in, making a sound like a defeat.
Shan Yong was surprised. The scimitar in his hand was already a sharp weapon. With the bonus of his martial arts, he could cut off several martial arts masters who were stacked on top of each other. Why was he so hindered?
He looked intently and found that a middle-aged man had squeezed between himself and Di Yun. A large hole had been cut in his coat, revealing a black undershirt.
This man's face was purple, and there was faint blood oozing from his mouth and nose. He had been dead for a long time. Apparently, someone just threw his body in and blocked it between himself and Di Yun.
Except for the unconscious Baoxiang, the four monks looked outside the iron fence and saw a pretty girl in black standing outside the stone house.
Under the moonlight, the faint smile on the girl's face was clearly visible. As the black shadow swayed, she had broken into the stone house and attacked Shanyong.
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When Zhao Qing arrived at Jingzhou Prison, dozens of officers and soldiers lay dead on the ground outside, and blood and broken limbs were everywhere in the alleys.
So many officers and soldiers were killed? Which group of forces did this? So cruel?
She got closer and looked at the injuries sustained by the deceased, and found that they were all caused by machetes, and the knives were of different sizes, indicating that multiple people had taken action.
Speaking of which, there are not many people who can kill dozens of officers and soldiers. Any first-class master can do it. But being able to do it and having the courage to do it are two different things. After all, the imperial court is the strongest force in the world.
Such a provocation is bound to cause serious reactions.
When Zhao Qing left the prison last time, he did not kill these officers and soldiers, but just knocked them down with a hidden weapon:
Firstly, these people are just following orders. They may still have parents and relatives at home, and most of them will not be punished to death. Secondly, if the imperial army is attracted to kill them, although they are sure to escape, the original plan will be ruined.
Lost.
Suddenly, a man in gray clothes walked in from the alley. Seeing the tragic scene inside, he was stunned for a moment and then turned around and ran away, but Zhao Qing had already spotted him following him.
Zhao Qing just took a few glances, grabbed the man's Shinto acupuncture point, and threw him to the ground. But what is surprising is that although the man's acupuncture point had just been grabbed, he jumped up immediately after falling, and Zhao Qing fell on him.
He added a palm to the top of his head and died.
She stretched out her finger and poked the man's body, but a strong yet soft force bounced her finger back.
Was it the invulnerable Wu Canyi? I didn’t expect that the martial arts of this Xueshan sect character was so poor. During the "Xia Ke Xing" period, the sect second only to Shaolin Wudang was in such decline.
Then, Zhao Qing carried the corpse over the wall and saw Ding Dian fighting against the Five Blood Sword Monks. When Di Yun was in danger, he threw the corpse to block Shan Yong's blow.
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So, now it is a situation of two against four, two top players versus four top players.
The battle ended quickly. Ding Dian used his skills to force the monks to fight, while Zhao Qing struck each one with a sword on the side, stabbing each one to the core.
The Five Blood Sword Monks, who once roamed the world and committed countless crimes, fell into a dark prison like this.
Ding Dian walked towards Di Yun, worried that he had been hurt just now, and gently pressed his hands on Di Yun's back, using his energy to warm him up.
Zhao Qing identified the tallest and thinnest monk and knew that he was Bao Xiang, the most promising disciple of the Blood Knife Ancestor.
She checked and found a small oilcloth bag from the Baoxiang monk's robe. Obviously, what was in this package was the "Blood Knife Secret Book" of the Blood Knife Sect.
Knowing in advance that the enemy had secrets, Zhao Qing did not hold back at all just now, instead of waiting for the opponent to use all his martial arts skills before taking action like he did when he killed Wan Zhenshan.
Zhao Qing walked outside under the moonlight, opened the oilcloth bag layer by layer, and took out a small yellow paper book inside. Seeing that Ding Dian had finished his work and exhaled, he was ready to invite him to watch it together.
"Master Ding, as far as I know, this secret book can make up for your hamstring cut. It would be good for you to come and study it."
Ding Dian should be the number one master in this era, and his talent is not low.
Although he said that the last time he had a sparring match with Ding Dian, the iron shackles on his body were not removed and he was not at his peak strength. However, at the speed of his progress, it would not take long for him to surpass him.
If you want to find a stronger opponent in this world, you might as well try to promote Ding Dian's martial arts progress.
Ding Dian was about to lean over and check whether the body of the man who had just blocked Shan Yong's sword was wearing some kind of treasured armor. After hearing this, he thought for a while, walked out, and looked at the little yellow paper book.
I saw a few lines of writing on the cover of the small book that looked like the words didn’t look like the words and the pictures didn’t look like the pictures.
Ding Dian looked at it carefully and said: "This should be Sanskrit passed down from Tianzhu and used in Tibetan Buddhism. I have seen some at Ling Tuisi's house before. There are many Buddhist scriptures for research there. The Jinbo Xunhua he cultivated
,'Bo Xun' is Sanskrit."
Opening the cover, there is a picture on the first page of a lean and withered naked man, pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground. His face is extremely strange. The side is filled with colorful strange characters, shaped like tadpoles, either red or green. p>
In the picture, the man has a hooked nose and deep eyes, curly hair, high cheekbones, and a dark face, unlike the upper middle figure. The tip of his tongue is slightly protruding from the left corner of his mouth, while his right eye is wide open and his left eye is slightly narrowed, with a strange expression on his face. p>
And among the weirdness, there seems to be a force of attraction, which makes people's hearts tremble involuntarily and their minds wandering.
Turning to the second page, I saw the naked man still painted on the paper, but in a different posture. The left foot is independent, the right foot is stretched out horizontally, the hands are behind the back, the left hand is holding the right ear, and the right hand is holding the left ear.
The two of them could see clearly that these should be the postures used by the Blood Knife Sect to practice their internal skills.
As he turned all the way down, he saw that the posture of the naked human figure became more and more weird, with endless changes. Sometimes he put his hands on the ground, sometimes he flew in the air, and sometimes he stood upside down on his head, and his lower body grew six legs out of thin air. These are the Blood Knife Sect.
The method of Qigong with fists and palms.
In the second half of the book, the man held a scimitar in his hand and also assumed various weird postures. This is the Blood Knife Sword Technique of the Blood Knife Sect: every sword move is made from a weird posture from the front
Sinochem will come out and cut it out in an absolutely impossible direction.
Remembering the contents of the Blood Knife Secret Book in his mind, Zhao Qing left the small book and gave it to Ding Dian.
"Miss Zhao, a lot of the officers and soldiers outside should have been killed by the evil monk with the blood knife. There will be a lot of trouble by then, so we'd better take Brother Di away as soon as possible." Ding Dian reminded.
Zhao Qing nodded, took out a piece of rope and tied it to Di Yun, then climbed up the high wall and pulled him up.
"Master Ding, you should have heard of the master of the Five Blood Sword Monks. I'm going to try his sword skills. You can throw Bao Xiang's body outside the wall later. I hope that after the news of the death of these monks spreads,
The Blood Knife Ancestor came to take revenge."
She looked at Ding Dian, who was now alone again, and finally said, "I understand everything about Miss Ling. Don't worry, you two will have a good outcome."
"A good result?" Ding Dian murmured, looking up at the bright night sky.