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This voice was hidden among hundreds of Nan Province sergeants and was so erratic that the tall monk "Li Jinglin" had no idea where the voice was coming from.
"My father-in-law wants to create his own "Bahuang Jue"?"
Hearing what the gloomy voice said, the tall monk Li Jinglin frowned.
"After ten thousand years of slaying, the Dao Emperor created the "Tiandao Shenyin Jue", and the Human Emperor created the "Human Emperor's Three Jue". These peerless skills were all born in response to the calamity. Now that the Great Zhou Emperor is on the throne, the world is peaceful and peaceful.
There is no big catastrophe, but the Lord insists on creating the "Eight Desolations" and conquering the world. This is going against nature and will never succeed!"
Li Jinglin shouted loudly while waving his magic wand.
"Whether it succeeds or not, you don't need to worry about it. You just need to get out of the way and let us take the relic and hand it over to the father-in-law!"
"As long as you get out of the way and surrender to the eldest son, I will give you a few kind words in front of the eldest son one day. It will be impossible for the eldest son to seize the world and for you to become a marquis and a general!"
That gloomy voice sounded again.
"wishful thinking!"
The tall monk Li Jinglin's face hardened and he shouted loudly.
"Li Weiyi, at the foot of Xuanyi Mountain, our village was hit by a locust plague, and our parents and villagers all starved to death. If it hadn't been for the compassion of Master Yonghui, who took us back to the temple and taught us the martial arts of Nanlin Temple, would we be where we are today? Later, we
Master Yonghui did not stop us from returning to secular life and joining the army... Today you became Duke Zhen's lackey and led troops to destroy Nanlin Temple. Your conscience was eaten by dogs!"
"If you want the relic hand, please let me get it from you!"
"Back then, I was a soldier under the father-in-law. When the father-in-law asked me to give birth, I was responsible for the birth. When the father-in-law told me to die, I was responsible for the death. If the father-in-law comes today and wants to take my life, I will have no complaints!"
Li Jinglin shouted loudly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The magic wand in his hand danced faster and faster, and with one sweep, more than a dozen soldiers from the Southern Province flew out together, their bones and muscles shattered and life was cut off!
"Hey, good birds choose trees to roost. For the great cause of my father-in-law, I, Li Weiyi, have led troops to besiege Nanlin Temple. Even if the detective kills my biological parents, I can do it!"
The gloomy voice sounded again, and "Li Weiyi" sneered.
"Li Jinglin, do you still want my father-in-law to kill you personally? Don't think that others can't do anything to you because of your skill. Your life is in my control, so die!"
"Die!"
With a low shout, a green light suddenly jumped out among the thousands of soldiers from Nan Province.
This cyan light turned out to be a middle-aged man with a slim figure. This middle-aged man was about forty years old. His face was pale and lacked a bit of the masculinity of a man, but it had a bit of a woman's face.
Yinrou. After jumping out, the male hand smiled sinisterly, shook his hands and made a sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air. Instead, he threw out more than a dozen silver needles, hitting the acupuncture points all over the body of the tall monk Li Jinglin.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
The tall monk Li Jinglin was not afraid of swords and pine trees, but he was unable to resist these silver needles. In an instant, these silver needles penetrated his body.
"Back then, your silver needle couldn't prick me... now... you have cultivated to the level of a Martial Master..."
As the silver needle pierced into his body, the tall monk Li Jinglin's skills suddenly shook, and his face showed a look of extreme shock.
"The silver needles in my hand are specially trained to restrain your horizontal training. I originally thought that if you took refuge with the father-in-law, we brothers would love each other, and there would be no need to use this silver needle. Unfortunately...
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That feminine male hand, Li Weiyi's face showed a hint of disappointment. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could finish his words, the silver needles that pierced into Li Jinglin's acupuncture points suddenly exploded. Amidst the banging sound, Li Jinglin's hands trembled violently like sifting chaff, and finally he spat out a puff.
Blood, the huge body fell to the ground...
"Carry his body down, and after I take out the relic hand, I will have a good time reminiscing with my brother!"
A feminine voice sounded and Li Weiyi said.
"Come here, three hundred soldiers, follow me into Tallinn to get the relic hand!"
As he said this, Li Weiyi and his three hundred sergeants moved lightly and walked towards the tower forest first.
"Amitabha……"
"Amitabha..." "Amitabha..."
"Talin is an important place for Buddhism. If you have evil intentions, you'd better retreat! Just retreat!"
But when Li Weiyi entered the pagoda forest with three hundred sergeants, he heard several distant Buddhist chants suddenly ringing in the pagoda forest.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Like ghosts, five or six skinny old monks suddenly appeared. The monks' robes were disturbed. Amidst the banging sounds, seventy or eighty of the three hundred sergeants behind Li Weiyi were directly knocked out and fell outside the tower forest.
His muscles and bones were broken, he vomited blood, and his life was completely lost.
The faces of the remaining sergeants changed drastically, and they subconsciously wanted to leave Tallinn.
"Are they those old guys of yours? They're not dead yet?"
Li Weiyi's expression suddenly changed.
"Don't be afraid, these old guys were the thirteen brothers of the 'Tiangang Thirteen Evils' who dominated the underworld of the Great Zhou Dynasty thirty years ago. They were all at the martial master level. It's a pity that they were later led by Zhen Guo Gong.
During the encirclement and suppression, seven were killed and the remaining six hid in Nanlin Temple. They were willing to abandon their cultivation and protect the pagoda forest, so Monk Yonghui was willing to take them in. Unexpectedly, after so many years, they are still not dead..."
Li Weiyi said in a deep voice.
He was also a disciple of Nanlin Temple back then, so he naturally knew some of the conditions of Nanlin Temple very well.
Because of this, when Yang Shumo encircled Nanlin Temple this time, he regarded Li Weiyi as his confidant. Even the most important relic hand was asked to be taken by Li Weiyi.
"Humph, if you, the Thirteen Evils of Tiangang, had not abandoned your cultivation, I, Li Weiyi, would still be afraid of you!"
"It's a pity that after abolishing your cultivation, you have at most the initial strength of a martial artist. How can you, the six of you who are immortal, still want to stop me?"
Li Weiyi said coldly.
Martial masters who are powerful will immediately destroy their cultivation and lose all their true energy, but their physical bodies are still strong!
It's just that six of the "Thirteen Evils of Tiangang" in the tower forest have reached the age of seventy or eighty. After all their true energy has been exhausted, their energy and blood have deteriorated. Now they are only at the beginning of martial arts. They can deal with ordinary soldiers, but they are not at all.
Li Weiyi's opponent.
"Six old guys, pretending to be gods and tricks, watch me catch you all!"
Li Weiyi said as he moved into the tower forest.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
After several explosions, three skinny figures were suddenly thrown out!
But they were three old monks with white beards and hair and wearing yellow monk robes.
The three old monks flew out upside down, spitting out mouthfuls of blood with "poof" and "poof". They obviously fought with Li Weiyi in the Tallinn and were seriously injured by Li Weiyi.
"Let the other three die too!"
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Li Weiyi shouted and the silver needle in his hand suddenly burst out, stabbing three other old monks.
After all, this Li Weiyi is at the martial master level. Although the six old monks were at the martial master level back then, they are now old and frail and cannot be Li Weiyi's opponents. The previous three were hit by Li Weiyi's fist.
, vomiting blood; but the last three had their heart veins shot directly by Li Weiyi with a silver needle, and their vitality reached you quickly...
"Hum, do you want to stop me despite your own abilities?" Li Weiyi snorted coldly.
"You six old guys, if I stab the central vein, you will die in an hour at most; the remaining three have damaged internal organs and can live for three mornings at most... I am showing great mercy today. If I don't kill you, just be obedient.
Stay in this tower forest and wait for death!"
"I'll take the relics first!" As he said this, Li Weiyi blasted out a few palms, and several stone towers were directly shattered by him, revealing several colorful relics inside. Seeing these relics, Li Weiyi's eyes widened.
If it's bright, you have to reach out and get it...
High in the sky, Yang Shuo watched everything happening below with cold eyes.
"Li Weichen... Li Weiyi, a person with a reputation of loyalty and righteousness, why is he an unfaithful and unjust person? This person named 'Weiyi' did something that was not loyal and righteous. Abbot Yonghui saved him back then, but now
But he repaid kindness with hatred... and even said that he would sacrifice his parents' lives for the critical moment..."
"What's the use of such a person!"
A cold and chilling look flashed in Yang Shuo's eyes.
"He came to pick up the relic hand to give it to his father so that he could create the "Eight Desolations Art"?"
"If I snatch these relic hands and prevent him from doing business, I don't know what Su Qingru's expression will be when he learns about this in the future..."
Such thoughts came to Yang Shuo's mind.
However, if I really snatched these relic hands, wouldn't it mean that I had hindered my father's plan to create the "Bahuang Jue"?
After all, Yang Qian, the Duke of Zhenguo, is Yang Shuo's father. Yang Shuo's food and clothing in the Duke of Zhenguo these years have been provided by his father Yang Qian, and Yang Qian did not want to frame or kill him like Mrs. Cheng.
Yang Shuo, it's just that he has never taken Yang Shuo seriously. Now if Yang Shuo is against his father, Yang Shuo still can't let go!
"That's all, then Li Weiyi is a martial arts master. How difficult it is to seize the relic hand from him!"
"Try it, if you can take it, take it, if you can't, forget it!"
"If we can really seize these relic hands, at worst, my father will come to me in person to ask for them, and I will give them to him!"
With this thought in his mind, Yang Shuo didn't hesitate any longer!
Take action and seize the relic hand!
With a thought in his mind, Yang Shuo's pure Yang golden body immediately left his body, carrying the true fire of the sun, and flew straight down into the tower forest with a bang!
"Huh?"
Just as the pure Yang golden body flew into the tower forest, Yang Shuo suddenly felt that something was wrong!
In the tower forest below, in the shattered stone tower, several colorful relic hands suddenly shot out balls of light, suddenly covering Yang Shuo's pure Yang golden body!
Under the light of this relic hand, Yang Shuo clearly felt that the power of his pure Yang golden body was constantly increasing... From the initial golden body of a martial artist, he quickly turned into an intermediate golden body of a martial artist. A high-level golden body of a martial artist.
The Martial Master Tanfeng Golden Body, or even the Martial Master level golden body... In an instant, the power in this Pure Yang Golden Body is already comparable to the Martial Master level Golden Sun Tathagata Golden Body!
"The light from the relic hand actually has an amplifying effect on the Pure Yang Golden Body?"
Yang Shuo was surprised.
"That's all, this is God's will. With such power, are you afraid that you can't take away these relics from the hands of the unfaithful and unjust Li Weiyi!"
"Bump me!"
With a thought, the pure Yang golden body suddenly expanded, and the true sun fire burned fiercely. From above, it slammed into Li Weiyi in the tower forest below. (To be continued)