Chapter 251 Dark Willows and Bright Flowers 【Seeking Monthly Ticket】
The laughter was muted and the noise suddenly arose.
Among the Zoroastrian believers, some people have cried with joy: They thought that there would be no life or death today, but unexpectedly, there was a bright future! The lucky ones finally waited for help and hoped for a turn of events.
The heroes all listened to Commander Xiao's orders. Although they couldn't stand Yuan Zhongwu's arrogant and arrogant face, they all came to stop the Zoroastrian saint. Seeing that the Zoroastrian leaders came to reinforce them one after another, Yuan Zhongwu did his best.
His arrogant laughter was choked back, and he couldn't help but look gloomy.
The Sleepless Monk led the Zhaojue monks and rushed to the front of the central army. He carried a copper stick in his hand, with a fierce glare, and a shaggy beard around his face. He had a calm and powerful aura: "Good! A trapped beast is a trapped beast.
A few more won’t be enough! Do it!”
As soon as the words fell, the Zhaojue monks waved their guns and sticks and rushed towards the Zoroastrian people. Chen Gu's Mo Dao team raised their Mo Dao and formed a wild goose formation, pushing forward step by step.
The Zoroastrian leaders rushed over in a hurry, not caring about greetings, and formed a formation one after another, protecting the weakest believers in the middle.
The five guardian Dharma kings, Diwei, Yaori, Shenhuo, Chishui, and Jianmu, as the strongest combat force at the moment, consciously spread out to face the leaders of the heroes, quite like "army against soldier, against general"
mean.
Missionaries such as Guangming, Xuanyi, Fengde, Xingyi, Shengyan, and Bushan followed closely behind. With the believers who could still fight, they stopped the heroes who were rushing in from three sides.
Di Zhufa waved his long whip and fought with the sleepless monk's copper stick. The sound of "bang bang" could not be heard. But when the long whip was swung, the thin hook barbs on the whip scratched the copper stick.
Above, there was a sharp and ear-piercing sound, which disturbed people and made them crazy.
The long whip was extremely soft and the copper stick was extremely strong. For a while, the two of them were fighting evenly.
"Chila! Chila..." The long whip was like a swimming dragon, snatching away from the sleepless monk's body. The already tattered monk's robe was suddenly picked up with large pieces of rags. In just ten breaths, the two of them had already exchanged several moves.
, the sleepless monk was already naked. Seeing this, Di Zhufa couldn't help laughing.
The sleepless monk's eyes were about to burst. He suddenly summoned enough energy and shook, and the ruined monk's robe suddenly burst open, revealing his dark and solid upper body. He saw strong muscles and knotted veins, shaped like a towering iron tower. He was the Arhat in the temple.
The Dharma Appearance is even inferior to it.
Although Di Zhufa was surprised, his hand was not slow at all. His long whip caught the gap, and with a whistle, it went straight towards the waist of the sleepless monk!
The sleepless monk waved his hand to grab it, but the whip was twisted violently, leaving a few white marks on the dark skin, and he quickly escaped from here. The few white marks did not see even a drop of blood.
The sleepless monk just stretched out his hand and patted it, then rushed towards him with his stick.
When Di Zhufa saw that he had whipped him, the monk didn't feel any pain or itching, as if nothing was wrong, he gradually became serious in his heart:
If you practice the martial arts outside the school to a certain level, you will indeed have a copper head and an iron arm, invulnerable! If this monk just continues to fight without arrogance or impetuosity, he will be invincible. But he wants a quick victory.
But you have to find another method... It is said that all external martial arts methods have a cover. As long as you find the cover, you can defeat the enemy with one move!
Thinking of this, Di Bao Dharma no longer dared to hide his clumsiness, his energy flowed through his legs, his feet were like flying, and he started to circle around the sleepless monk. The long whip in his hand shot out, hitting his lower abdomen, waist, eyes, armpits, ears, and knee bends.
He tried again and again to find the location of the cover door.
The sleepless monk was calm. He had a copper stick shaped like a flywheel. He hit it eastward and swept it westward, but he could always drive the long whip away. After fighting for a long time, he still breathed calmly and not a single drop of sweat came out.
The Zhaojue monks and missionaries who were fighting nearby all hid far away, fearing that one of them would accidentally be affected by a copper stick or a long whip and end up with broken bones, broken tendons, and bruised skin and flesh.
The protector of Chishui used a short-handled crescent shovel to meet the Modao team at Zhengchengu.
This short-handled crescent shovel is only six feet long. It has a wrought copper pole in the middle, and iron crescent blades and axes at both ends. Seeing Chen Gumo's knife coming down with the strong wind, Chishui protector sent the crescent shovel upwards, and the mo
The knife was immediately stuck in the mouth by the moon blade, and it could no longer move forward an inch.
Chen Gu naturally knows that the Zoroastrian leaders are all people with outstanding martial arts skills. Therefore, there is no plan to win quickly. Instead, he follows the experience of many years of fighting on the battlefield and fights steadily. Every sword swing is concise and clear, going straight to the point.
, never use any false moves or tricks, so as not to waste your energy. After all, in a battlefield where flesh and blood are flying everywhere, every extra point of strength and calmness means more possibility of survival.
Although the Chishui Protector's blade is short, his moves are interlocking and continuous. Every push and slap, they are all decisive and sharp. In conjunction with the spinning body technique, they continuously make clanging sounds on the Mo Dao. Occasionally, they are forced to attack Chen Gu.
In front of him, he was almost overwhelmed. If the sleepless monk had not intervened to help, he would have been defeated at that time.
Although he was defeated, Chen Gu didn't look at all stunned. After a few breaths, he suddenly made several swords with the Mo Dao. It seemed that he gathered all his strength and swung down with a fierce and unparalleled move!
"Dang!!" Protector Chishui's physical strength was not weak, but he also felt his arms were numb. Looking at Mo Dao, who was barely able to stop him, he actually bent the copper rod under the pressure. Protector Chishui used his strength to counterbalance it and pushed Mo Dao away.
Then he stirred it a few times with the crescent shovel, and then he lifted the Mo Dao two feet away.
Chen Gu boasted that he had just beheaded the brave Tibetan soldiers, including their men and their horses. Seeing that the demon in front of him actually blocked his way, he turned his blade again and stabbed Chishui Protector straight in the chest.
Protector Chishui threw the crescent shovel back with one hand, but the copper handle crossed his back and lifted up from his left shoulder. Immediately, he took it with his left hand and swiped it away, deflecting the Mo Dao. The crescent shovel still had power, but the copper handle was on the forearm.
With one turn, he changed the direction, and the sharp adze shoveled towards the back of Chen Gu's neck.
Chen Gu's thrust failed, and he was carried by Mo Dao for several steps before he stopped. Suddenly, he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand upright. Without thinking, he quickly lowered his head and rolled over. The adze head avoided Doudou.
, brushed against the neck, and the strong wind made the skin hurt.
After he stood up again, he touched the side of his neck, and found that the tentacles were all bright red, and it was obvious that the flesh had been torn open. If it had been moved an inch higher, even if the body and head were not missing, it would still be dead or not alive.
Fear surged in Chen Gu's heart. He no longer dared to challenge the Zoroastrian leader to a duel, so he shouted loudly: "Soldiers, listen to the order! Follow me and kill this beast!"
Hearing this, the surrounding Mo Dao soldiers came closer one after another and handed over several Mo Dao. Immediately, the Chishui Protector fell into a fierce battle...
On the shore of Luoshui River, two unattended boats were still littered with corpses, including Zoroastrian believers and heroic soldiers.
The body of one of the cultists seemed to move slightly.
The believer only had an arrow under his arm, and with his head covered in a crimson lotus robe, he slowly poked his head out of the edge of the boat. A pair of eagle eyes passed through several clusters of reed poles and looked at the situation on the shore. Although his eyesight was very good, he could not see the situation on the shore.
I can only take a rough look:
Although the Zoroastrian people are currently under siege, their fighting strength is not bad. On the other hand, those who met at the Xianglu Village ferry seemed to be surrounded by three groups: left, center and right, but in fact they did not gain much benefit.
...It was just this killing field with flashes of swords and endless screams that, as usual, made him feel unbearable and indignant.
This believer is naturally Yang Zhaoxi.
He came all the way with the two protectors Shenhuo and Chishui. When the three of them saw Wuyangyang's group of knights from a distance, they decisively submerged themselves into the reeds, quietly bypassed these people, and then lay down on the blood-stained long boat.
The three of them could clearly hear the movement on the shore. When Commander Xiao mobilized his troops to surround and kill the brothers in the sect, the two guardians could no longer hold back. They said "Don't come out" and jumped up.
It rose up and rushed into Gaixin.
Just as he was about to slander the two of them, he saw five figures, green, four and blue, rushing past him. They had different weapons in their hands. They were all the leaders of the sect who came to help. After a closer look, they were not the ones they met on the road.
Those missionaries.
He wanted to jump out and lend a helping hand, but in his heart, he really couldn't sympathize with the missionaries who had besieged him.
So while watching the fire from the other side, I secretly blamed myself, and my heart was extremely conflicted...
To the north of the formation, the mountain acted as a barrier, blocking the possibility of breaking out.
The protector of the sun was holding a pair of golden crow daggers in his hands. He could tell at a glance that among the heroes who came from the north, there was an old monk with a kind face and kind eyes. He was a rare master. He couldn't help but excitedly rubbed the two daggers in his hands and flew towards the old monk.
The monk ran away.
The old monk was holding a nine-ring tin staff, with a kind face and no murderous intent. He was none other than Zen Master Lingzhen. When he saw the Sun Protector rushing toward him excitedly, he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha! The donor has fallen into the body of evil demons and heretics, and is in trouble with others.
It is all sin for you. If you are willing to put down the butcher's knife, confess and atone for yourself, the poor monk will personally save you..."
Guardian Yao Ri was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "What the Zen Master said makes sense! I just want this Guardian to put down his sword and kill him at the neck. He must be beaten before talking!"
Before he finished speaking, the Golden Crow Double Daggers had already flown towards him! The sound of "squeaking" pierced the air, causing Zen Master Lingzhen to frown slightly. He waved the Zen staff in his hand, and the tin ring made a tinkling sound, and the Golden Crow Double Daggers were immediately blocked:
"It's a hidden weapon, and it's not something a gentleman would do."
After the pair of daggers were thrown away, they started to spin around again and flew back into the hands of Guardian Yaori. He held the two daggers between his palms, shook out a few streaks, and said with a smile: "That's what the Zen Master is pointing out! This Guardian is pointing the finger.
I just learned a new sword technique recently, and I asked the Zen master for advice!"
After saying that, he swung his two daggers in the air, and strange stars flashed in the leopard's eyes. Then he kicked off his feet and rushed forward. The two daggers in his hands had already waved a bright light, which was dazzling, "Ding Ding Ding"
"Dong dong" stabbed on the Zen staff, and sparks flew everywhere for a while.
To the west of the formation, Qin Yanxiao had collected the remaining soldiers and joined forces with a Shence army coming from Shaanzhou. He was looking towards the formation. Suddenly he saw the moves of the Golden Crow Double Daggers and couldn't help but said in a loud voice:
"The stars and the moon shine together! This demon really knows the 'Ye-Zhanbing Sword Technique'!"
What Qin Yanxiao didn't know was that Protector Yaori's "Ye-Zhanbing Sword Technique" was learned on the spot by reading and memorizing it just when he fought against him. This shows that Protector Yaori has an amazing photographic memory during his martial arts training.
Endowment.
Zen Master Lingzhen took his time and waved his Zen staff in an airtight manner, without even the slightest sense of being senile. However, the power transmitted through the Zen staff also made him admire a little: the reason why Zoroastrianism can flourish is indeed not lacking.
A man of astonishing talent and beauty.
After finishing the attack with one move, Yaori Protector was naturally not satisfied. He suddenly jumped up more than ten feet, thrust out both daggers from top to bottom, and went straight to Zen Master Lingzhen's Xianhui and Baihui acupoints. However, the two golden and crow daggers had no effect.
Half of the light flashed out, which was the "Moonfall and Stars Sinking" move in the "Ye Zhan Ye Dao Technique".
Zen Master Lingzhen held up the tin ring of his Zen staff, shook it, and then blocked the pair of daggers. Just as he was about to hand over the pair of weapons, he heard two sounds of "Zheng! Zheng!" and the tin ring had been cut open by the Golden Crow daggers.
The two gaps were separated, and he couldn't help but nod his head: "Iron is cut like clay! It is actually a treasure."
The protector Yaori was very proud: "Zen master knows his stuff! If you can win this protector today, how about I give you these 'Golden Crow Double Daggers'? Haha!"
Zen Master Lingzhen smiled and said nothing, but the Zen staff was turned over and photographed. The sound of the tin ring "dinging" was like the sound of a Sanskrit, carrying a majestic wind, pressing towards the protector of the sun!
The guardian of the sun was shocked. Just now he was so complacent that he relaxed his vigilance. The old monk seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked. When he was about to dodge, he couldn't do it, so he had to steady his legs, gather his breath, and cross his daggers.
, lift it up!
"Clang--!" The Zen staff clapped down hard.
In an instant, the tin ring on the head of the staff and the double golden crow daggers were firmly embedded together.
The terrifying power emitted from the Zen staff passed through the double daggers and was directed into the whole body. It disappeared without a trace and was actually resisted by the physical body. The guardian of the sun only trembled slightly, and his eyes had returned to calmness from fear.
Zen Master Lingzhen raised his eyebrows, put away the nine-ring tin staff, and said with stern eyes: "The donor used this 'drinking stick' from me... Shaolin's 'Iron Shirt Kung Fu'?"
The protector Yaori cupped his fists and said with a smile: "I have learned half a claw, which made the Zen master laugh. It's a pity that I haven't learned the 'Ye-Zhan Sword Technique' completely, otherwise I would have had a good fight with the Zen master!"
However, Zen Master Lingzhen slapped the nine-ring tin staff, and the handle of the staff immediately hit the ground three feet and stood firmly: "I see that the donor is not a treacherous and murderous person. It's just that the swordsman has no eyesight. How about just fighting with fists and kicks next?"
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"As the Zen Master said." Protector Yaori smiled. Then he raised his arms slightly, and the double golden crow daggers immediately burrowed back into the sleeves of his robe like two living rats.