At this time, Li Kuo's situation is very dangerous. He not only needs to face the huntering of his old friend Feng Den, but also welcome the siege of thousands of believers!
The instantaneous workers lost their minds and became a godless walking dead!
"The reason why the believers were unclear because they drank Fushui!" Li Kuo exuded a touch of blood from the corner of his mouth and reminded Li Sheng coldly.
Now he has no combat power, and most believers in the field have lost their minds. If they are not dealt with in time, I am afraid it will cause a big disaster.
"Kill all of them!"
Feng Den's eyes were full of yin, pointing to the dozen Tubo monks in the hundreds of steps to order.
It seems that he has developed very well in Mahayana Buddhism, and he is already a small head.
The lonely night is the most difficult, especially the long night to kill it. Suddenly, there is a rumbling sound from the Western sky. In the late night, it sounds terrible at first night.
"Boom!"
With another thunder, the lacquer night sky was pulled out of a bright line.
"rumble!"
The thunder has opened, and the rainstorm follows!
At first glance, when he heard a stuffy thunder, many believers who have not lost their minds have trembled with trembling. A silver -colored Li Mang cut through the sky, making people feel scared. After moving is really angry, we need to punish these ignorant and ignorant creatures with a storm. A crispy thunderous roar pulled the sky curtain, and gradually sparse raindrops fell down, hitting the stones on both sides of the jade belt, and the stones on both sides of the jade belt. Hit the cheeks and make a crackling sound.
Gradually, it was wrapped in gravel and flying sand to everyone's face, and the people could not stand.
Li Sheng didn't have any fear, his wrist was shook lightly, and the horizontal knife had already started. The blade was mixed with rainwater, and Feng Den, who had chopped his head, chopped his head and his face was very amazing.
This sword is the pilgrimage of the Jianghuai area. This knife is thousands of people who have lost their minds. This sword is the dignity of the Tang Dynasty!
Feng Den was shocked. He had never seen such a knife method. He dared not fight hard, so he had to retreat to the back of the river bank.
Feng Den gritted his teeth, but he did not retreat, and he would take Li Sheng's horizontal knife. His trick was extremely dangerous. The broader market is exposed to the other party as a target.
"It's still a man!" Li Sheng shouted and chopped up.
He couldn't stop. He wanted to give the sledgehammer. Dou Qing won enough time. Every time he supported, everyone's possibility of surviving was a point.
"A group of foolish idiots!" Feng Den picked the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.
The Tang Dynasty's court was so dark, why would anyone still have a life for it? In addition, he took the prince of the prince he used to be relying on, and he was a Mingzhu who had a belly worthy of entrustment?
How can a person with a small belly and chicken intestine, such a small belly, is less worthy of loyalty to the heart than the nose and nose?
The Qingke League, huh, is just an organization that deceives himself. He only showed his feet a little, and he was ordered to hunt down. If you think about it, it is chill. Fantasy.
Fortunately, I added this Mahayana Buddhism in the blankness, and preached with Master Wujie.
Through the efforts of those who are unsatisfactory and abandoned by the imperial court of the Central Plains, the influence of Mahayana Buddha in JAC is increasing day by day, so there will be a magnificent scene tonight!
Now, the spread of Luo Shujue in the folk has increased greatly, and almost even Huangkou children can sing a paragraph!
"Luo Shu is this world, the Central Plains calamity; the Buddha Zunzi, the two Beijing trap. The five -bucket rice enters the fragrance, the burning Gua Liangshan River changes!"
Just half a month ago, Gaoyou shocked Luo Shu!
You must know that this Luo Shu is a god book that predicts the general trend of the world, and it is quite similar to the "Heavenly Book" created by the Eastern Han Dynasty.
The always appears with He Tu. At this time, Luo Shu is shocked, but in response to God's will!
That being the case, he will do this person who conforms to God!
Feng Den thought in his heart, and he stepped forward.
As soon as he reached out his hand, he grabbed Li Sheng's wrist, and he had to take away Li Sheng's blade with a little force. But who knew Li Sheng had a drink, his backhand elbow was hit on Feng Den's chest.
"Well!" Feng Den spit out his blood, only felt the pain of the five internal organs, and flew out of the back. However, after all, he was a master of the Buddhist monks. He made a slight adjustment in the air and stood steadily.
Li Sheng was also slightly stunned in his heart. His blow was almost all of his heart, and he was not talking about killing a strong man as usual. But that Feng Den just spit blood, it could not be described as not deep.
No wonder the supervisor will be hit by him!
Li Sheng did not give Feng Den's slightest opportunity to breathe. He flew up and cut off Feng Den. He was carrying a thunderous momentum, only watching the sword and wrapped in a layer of water.
There were two traces of stingy on the ground.
"The monk was dead!" Li Sheng's wrist shook, and the horizontal sword in the palm went towards Feng Den's side.
A good trick of reality and reality! Li Sheng's recruitment was ruthless, and the knife was fighting. He had forced Feng Den to make no way. But who knew that his real goal was the Tubo mage who taught the public.
Dressed in gray puppets!
The horizontal knife arrived, and at the moment when the door of the Buddha monk was about to touch the door of the monk.
The sword, a roll of the Buddha's sleeves shakes out of the silver needle. The heavy rain is like this, and the silver needle is poisonous.
Can you sit up? I saw him leaning and lifting the candlestick on his side.
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"Well, alas!" The scorched sound burst into the air, and the silver needle shot into the candlestick.
"唵-Well-—— Babes-Mi-吽 — Kill-Kill! Kill!" Without the precepts, the gray puppet was lifted away, and the expression was stubborn.
"Stop me killing, people block killing, ghosts block the ghost!"
At this time, countless believers came towards Li Sheng.
Six sounds gathered soldiers, Li Gui urged his life, ghost sounds, and group demon danced.
PS: Finally finished, the writing is so difficult.