The monk who emerged from behind Liu Ziming was withered and thin. He seemed weak, but his attacks were extremely ruthless. This man was none other than Master Mojia's second disciple, Decheng. However, when he saw his figure flashing around, he made no sound.
Like a ghost, it appeared behind Liu Ziming. With a shake of his hand, a black dagger pierced Liu Ziming's vest with great ferocity.●:●Piao Tian Literature Network●Net●
"Get away!"
Although Liu Ziming was panicked because Li Xian was in danger, he was not an idle person after all. As soon as Monk Decheng was dispatched, he had already sensed the approaching danger and did not bother to attack Master Mojia anymore. He roared for an hour and a half.
He turned around and carried the knife with him, drawing an arc and slashing towards Monk Decheng's waist and abdomen with lightning speed.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Monk Decheng was born as a horse thief, but what he was good at was not frontal combat, but assassination. Seeing that Liu Ziming's sword was extremely fierce, he did not dare to neglect it. The dagger in his hand shook slightly, and connected dots on Liu Ziming's blade one after another.
After three times, amidst the sound of gold and iron, the person fell over and fell into the air. However, Monk Decheng didn't care at all, because of the mission he had received.
Just hang on to Liu Ziming.
"roar……"
Although Liu Ziming forced Monk Decheng back with one blow, he lost the momentum to move forward. He could not use the force in the air and could only fall to the ground. He was just about to turn around and kill Li Xian, but he saw De Cheng.
Monk Cheng's toes touched the roof of the cloister, and he flew away again, transforming into countless figures, trapping Liu Ziming in the core like a revolving lantern, but did not come into direct contact with Liu Ziming, which made Liu Ziming roar loudly.
Incessantly, the sword in his hand was flying with all its strength, trying to open a passage, but Monk Decheng's movement was really weird. Although Liu Ziming tried his best to charge forward, he still could not get rid of Monk Decheng's entanglement. Not only that
, and was almost injured by the thrust of the dagger several times, but Liu Ziming had no choice but to force himself to calm down and start a hard fight with Monk Decheng.
Luo Tong on the left and Liu Ziming on the right have been entangled respectively. Obviously, no one can help Li Xian in distress. At this moment, the only one Li Xian can rely on is himself.
Facing the two masters' attacks from the front and back, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to escape. The chance is not great, it can even be said to be slim. However, no matter how slim the hope is, it is still hope. It has never been Li Xian's style to sit back and wait for death.
At this moment, all Li Xian can do is fight!
Regret? A little, but not much. Perhaps because he was too cowardly in his previous life, Li Xian in this life has more of a gambler in his character. Even if he knew something was dangerous, Li Xian rarely flinched.
This was not only the case in the court, but also on the battlefield, and also in life. That's why, knowing that there might be an ambush in the White Horse Temple, he resolutely stepped in, not leaning on the side, but
It was his absolute confidence in himself. At this moment, facing a fatal situation, Li Xian not only did not panic, but was terrifyingly calm. In an instant, he had calculated all the possibilities, and in the blink of an eye, Li Xian
In the meantime, there are already ways to deal with it.
"Hey!"
Seeing Master Mojia's dry palm touching his chest less than a foot away, Li Xian, who had been retreating, suddenly stopped. After exhaling loudly, his free right palm stood up like a knife.
He swung out like a swipe and struck Master Mojia's palm directly. They acted head-on and ignored Master Zhixin who was already rushing behind to kill him.
"evil creature!"
Li Xian's hand strike was both fast and cruel. As soon as he extended his palm, a sharp whistling sound suddenly erupted, which showed how amazing the power contained in his palm was. However, Master Mojia refused to give in at all. Not only did he not give in,
Instead, he secretly added a little more energy to his palms, roared, and attacked with all his strength. He fought with Li Xian even if both sides were injured, so as to create an opportunity for Master Zhixin, who was coming from behind, to kill him with one strike.
"die!"
As soon as he saw that Li Xian was actually planning to take on Master Mojia's moves, Master Zhixin was overjoyed. He roared, put some force on his feet, flew up, and struck Li Xian's vest with a palm print without any hesitation.
, as long as the seal is confirmed, even if Li Xian does not die, he will still have to lose half of his life. Of course, the prerequisite is that he can hit it.
"Bang!"
Hit? It did hit, but it was not Li Xian's vest that hit, but Master Mojia's palm. Just when Master Mojia and Master Zhixin were exerting force at the same time, they originally seemed to be threatening.
Li Xian, who was fighting for his life with Master Mojia, suddenly flashed out of the way. At the last moment, his whole body moved horizontally for half a foot. He miraculously avoided Master Zhixin's flying attack. The knife in his hand was in Master Mojia's palm.
As soon as it was touched, it floated like catkins, but there seemed to be no trace of strength inside. Master Mojia's full blow immediately lost its force, and his chest and abdomen felt astringent. Before he could recover,
, saw Li Xianshou only lightly seducing him. Master Mojia, who could not react in time, had lost his center of gravity. The full palm was actually directed towards Master Zhixin, and his palms hit each other heavily, bursting out.
There was a muffled sound and the two old monks were unable to stand due to the excessive exertion and were knocked backwards.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Master Mojia and Master Zhixin are brothers, and their martial arts skills are not much different. They used all their strength to attack each other before. After a head-on collision, neither one of them could get an advantage. They each retreated seven or eight steps before they could
He stood firm, but even though he stood firm, the roiling energy and blood could not be suppressed. They all opened their mouths and spurted out blood. It was a lose-lose situation.
"Yue'er, are you afraid?"
In the encounter, both old monks were injured, and Li Xian also failed to get much advantage. Although his previous skillful palm movements to attract Master Mojia seemed to be very easy, in fact, that was not the case.
It looks easy, but the way to change the inner strength is extremely difficult. Even if he is as strong as Li Xian, his meridians will still be severely injured by such a sudden change in strength. However, facing a strong enemy, Li Xian
But he didn't dare to reveal the slightest clue. He could only smile pretending to be relaxed, looked at the frightened Princess Mingyue in his arms, and asked softly.
"Master Zhixin, as a virtuous and eminent monk, why did you do this killing in front of the Buddha? Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's punishment?"
Princess Mingyue was strong-willed by nature. Although her face turned pale with shock when she was suddenly in danger, her courage was not lost. In response to Li Xian's question, she just smiled and did not answer. Instead, she turned to look at Manchu.
Master Zhixin, who had a look of shock and anger on his face, shouted solemnly and asked.
"Amitabha, it's my sin, it's my sin. I have no choice but to suffer. When the trouble comes, I can just die to apologize for it."
Master Zhixin has lived in Khotan for more than thirty years and has had many contacts with the Khotan royal family. He is also very familiar with Princess Mingyue. At this moment, when Princess Mingyue shouted and asked, he inevitably felt a little guilty, so he clasped his hands on his chest.
, shook his head bitterly and sighed.
"It's a last resort, haha, what an excuse. If the information is good, the master should be from Tubo?" Although Li Xianren stood still, the chaotic battle in the square was fully visible from the corner of his eyes.
Seeing that both Luo Tong and Liu Ziming were being entangled by others, they couldn't help but feel a little heavy in their hearts. They wanted to delay for a little longer, so they smiled slightly and interjected, pointing out the origin of Master Zhixin.
"Amitabha, your highness already knows it, and I don't want to deny it. If I can fight with your highness today, I will have no regrets even if I die." Master Zhixin did not deny Li Xian's inference and replied with a wry smile.
"What is the name of this master?"
Li Xian stopped teasing Master Zhixin, but turned his head to look at Master Mojia who was silently adjusting his breath, and asked with a smile.
"Poor Monk Mojia, Your Highness, don't delay any longer, let's stop fighting!"
Master Mojia had obviously completed the breath adjustment while everyone was answering questions. Seeing that Li Xian had many questions at this time, he made it clear that he wanted to delay and wait for changes. He refused to give Li Xian this opportunity. After replying indifferently, everyone was gone.
He dodged and rushed towards Li Xian again. At the same time, Master Zhixin also came out from the right, forming a double attack with Master Mojia...
"Assault, assault!"
Although Lin Chengbin had just joined Li Xian's army not long ago, firstly, he was grateful for Li Xian's life-saving grace, and secondly, he was impressed by Li Xian's wisdom and prowess, and his loyalty to Li Xian no longer overshadowed the old guards.
, at this critical moment, he did not care whether he would hurt innocent people. He roared and led his troops to charge forward wildly. The horizontal knife in his hand flew up and down, and in an instant he killed two monks who rushed over.
Killed by the sword, he charged forward with great courage. As he was sprinting, he saw two thick-backed broadswords slashing at him from the left and the right. Before the swords arrived, the wind of the swords had cut into his skin and caused endless pain. He couldn't help but feel that
Startled, he didn't care to rush forward. He tightened the sword in his hand, and danced out a blade of light extremely quickly, protecting the front of him.
"Dangdang..."
Two sword lights crashed into Lin Chengbin's guarding circle one after another. In an instant, there was a burst of crisp sounds, and a huge backlash hit. Even though Lin Chengbin was extremely brave, he was also shaken to the ground.
The rear retreated wildly, and the momentum of the Guards' forward attack was suffocated as a result.
"Array of swords!"
Lin Chengbin finally managed to steady his retreating pace. A trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth. He had obviously suffered some minor injuries from the hard frame just now. After taking a closer look, he realized that he had just been mixed in the crowd and launched the attack.
The ones who attacked were two stout middle-aged monks. Whether it was the way they held the sword or the sharp eyes, they all showed that these two monks were masters. My heart sank involuntarily, because he was very skilled.
It was clear that if he could not break through the interception of these monks in time, Li Xian in the temple would be in catastrophe, and this was a result that Lin Chengbin could not bear. However, in a hurry, facing the interception of the two masters, Lin Chengbin
Knowing that blind action will never help, the matter has reached this point, the only choice is to fight, so he yelled and gave the order to form a formation... @ya