Above Tongguan, Li Shimin and Zen Master Hongye looked at the sword light in the distance, and saw a flash of spiritual light. Nearly a hundred sword lights soared into the sky. On the other side, they saw the sound of Buddha lingering, and the light of Buddha enveloped the heavens. The four holy places or
Take a big ship or ride on the auspicious clouds and fly towards the mountains.
That was the place Yang Guang chose for both parties to discuss swords, far away from official roads.
"Zen Master Hongye, Yang Guang is so cunning and insidious that the people of the world are worried that he will attack at this time." Li Shimin looked at the camp in the distance, his evil aura soaring into the sky, turning into ferocious beasts, roaring in the three realms.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Although the Hunjun has surpassed the master realm, he is actually only a mortal. If he doesn't attack, Your Highness can take his life at that time. If he comes to attack, the poor monk will take his life for Your Highness. In this way,
The overall situation has been decided." Zen Master Hongye said nonchalantly.
He is a master in the late stage of Yuanshen. He is not a big deal among the Four Holy Lands, but in Tongguan, he is not comparable to anyone. Is he even the best in the human world? It's just a slap.
Li Shimin was about to speak when he suddenly saw wolf smoke rising in the distance, evil spirits gathering in the air, and countless soldiers rushing out from the camp gate and heading towards Tongguan. Li Shimin suddenly changed his expression.
"Master, the enemy has already come to kill us." Li Shimin exclaimed in surprise.
"Don't worry. It's just a counterattack." Zen Master Hongye said nonchalantly: "The poor monk only needs to look at Yang Guang. The rest will be left to His Highness."
Killing is a common thing, but as a monk, if you can avoid killing mortals, you will not kill mortals. Mortals are like ants, but cause and effect are entangled and troubles continue. Zen Master Hongye decided to be cautious.
As soon as Zen Master Hongye finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, his body shook, and he disappeared into a stream of light. Then the Zen staff in his hand flew out and hit the sword light, knocking him away.
"Wu Liang Sword Sect, who is this fellow Taoist?" Zen Master Hongye looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had a majestic appearance and was dressed in a robe. He looked like a mountain, making people dare not look down upon him.
"Yang Lin, the patron king of the Sui Dynasty." A red sword light flashed out of the middle-aged man's hand, and he beheaded Zen Master Hongye.
Zen Master Hongye suddenly felt that the void was dead and there was no vitality. The vitality of his physical body seemed to be weakened. In the Zifu, the light of life and death of the relics was extinguished. The light of the cassock on his body was dim. Countless divine marks were swept by the red sword energy, and they were all wiped out one after another.
destroy.
Zen Master Hongye was horrified. This kind of sword light reminded him of the Zhuxian Sword Qi, one of the Four Swords of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He suddenly lost his soul. The opponent's level of magic power was higher than his own, and now there was an additional Zhuxian Sword Qi.
, Zen Master Hongye now secretly regretted it. He had known that he should have participated in the sword debate. Even if he could not defeat others, at least he could have saved his life. It was not as scary as it is now.
A golden light appeared from the feet of the King of Patrons, and the five-color divine light in his mind flashed away. Zen Master Hongye immediately fell into the divine light and disappeared without a trace, without even a chance to resist.
Li Shimin was confused on the city wall. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a look of horror on his face. In just one round, Zen Master Hongye fell into the opponent's hands, and he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.
"Li Shimin, suffer death!" The patron king looked at the young man on the wall, and the Killing Immortal Sword Qi came out of the air and killed Li Shimin.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the world-honored Ksitigarbha..."
Li Shimin pushed Zhangsun Wuji aside, roared, and saw a dragon descending from the sky, guarding Li Shimin. Li Shimin's beard and hair were flying, and his whole body turned into gold.
Li Shimin struck out with a palm, and the mountains and rivers shook. In the void, countless Buddhas appeared and appeared faintly.
"Pah!" The backer king also slapped it with one palm, without moving.
Li Shimin, who was on the opposite side, let out a scream, fell back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Whatever is borrowed is borrowed. If it is not your own, it is of no use." The patron king looked at Li Shimin on the ground with a trace of disdain on his face. To be honest, this method of Buddhism still has some use, but no matter
Anyway, these things are all borrowed, and they have no effect in the face of powerful enemies and absolute strength.
Therefore, Li Shimin was severely injured by a slap.
"I have destiny. If you kill me, there will be many consequences." Li Shimin felt that the meridians in his body were cut off and his whole body ached. He looked at the patron king who was slowly approaching and shouted loudly.
"Monks are not allowed to harm the destined ones, except the emperor. Although the senior is the patron king of the Sui Dynasty, he is also a monk. Monks cannot harm the emperor. This is a destiny." Li Shimin seemed to have found a life-saving straw.
"Emperor? I'm sorry, Li Shimin." The patron king had a sharp sword in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, he beheaded Li Shimin. The word "Behead the Sky" was faintly visible on the sword.
"So?" Li Shimin's eyes dimmed.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the heaven and earth shook, and the thunder rolled in. It seemed that the heaven and earth felt it, and the emperor was killed by others.
A figure descended from Tongguan and quickly fell into the camp. Behind him, the flag of the Tang Dynasty planted on Tongguan fell with the wind.
"Li Shimin is dead. The soldiers of the three armies will follow me to attack." Qin Qiong saw the fallen flag in the distance, and his face suddenly showed joy. He waved the golden mace in his hand, his body turned into a stream of light, and he personally attacked the city wall.
Cheng Yaojin, Luo Shixin and others followed closely behind and led the army to rush towards Tongguan.
Changsun Wuji and others on the city wall had long been stunned by the situation in front of them. They had thought that Li Shimin had become a Buddhist disciple, and there were masters like Zen Master Hongye around him. Not to mention defeating the enemy, at least they would have no problem protecting themselves.
, but now it’s better. I can’t even protect myself. I was beheaded by the enemy. It’s so easy.
For a time, these people didn't know what to do. Li Shimin was famous all over the world. Everyone knew that Li Shimin had the ability to help the world and bring peace to the people. From Jinyang south to Guanzhong, Li Shimin had made many achievements. But now, he was actually
Kill.
"Kill." Qin Qiong rushed up to Tongguan. In front of these people, Tongguan, which towered into the sky, actually had no effect. It was very difficult to stop these people.
"Run away!"
After watching the Sui kings rushing to Tongguan, the Li and Tang armies on the city wall fled one after another. These people are not even acquired, so how can they fight against the innate and even the masters?
"Kill, kill together to avenge King Qin." Changsun Wuji had already reacted at this time, his eyes were red, staring at Qin Qiong and others. Li Shimin was not only his monarch, but also his best friend. His death
, making Changsun Wuji despair.
"It's not easy to die." Qin Qiong struck out with a palm, knocking Changsun Wuji to the ground.
