But seeing Fahai, he grabbed the lama's wrist with one hand and made the seal with the other hand. (《》)
After giving a solemn shout, a golden light flashed in his palm, and he pushed forward like lightning.
With a bang, the golden palm accurately touched the Lama's heart.
puff……
After the lama spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, he flew out upside down.
After hitting the ground with a plop, his limbs twitched and he died completely.
After seeing the golden light on the palm seal of Monk Fahai, the Tubo Imperial Master's face instantly turned pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Go up, go up!" The Tubo Imperial Master waved his arms vigorously, directing the frightened lamas, urging them to kill the fat monk.
After the three lamas looked at each other, they swung the extremely gorgeous full-moon scimitars made of diamonds in their hands. They roared, and then suddenly they rose up and rushed towards Monk Fahai.
Monk Fahai looked solemn, stared at the three lamas who had no trace of compassion for monks, shook his head, sighed, and pushed out with a palm.
There was a bang, and golden light flashed in the hands of monk Fahai.
The galloping footsteps of the three lamas suddenly stopped. Almost in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the three lamas flew out incredibly. A series of muffled groans, accompanied by the sound of the sternum breaking, came in this silence.
In the dark night, it looked particularly ferocious.
The three lamas flew upside down in the air, and the blood spurted from their mouths drew a clear trajectory. Then they fell heavily at the feet of the Tubo Imperial Master.
The Tubo Imperial Master looked down in horror.
I saw that the chests of these three capable men were deeply sunken. The corners of their mouths and faces were covered with blood, as if their heartbeats had been broken.
The three lamas opened their mouths wide and wanted to say something, but scarlet blood flowed out from their mouths. The three lamas rolled their eyes, twitched their limbs a few times, and then lost their breath.
The Tubo Imperial Master's face turned pale and his body shook uncontrollably.
Although he has not yet fought against the fat monk, he knows that even if he fights, he will not be the fat monk's enemy in one round.
He stepped back slightly, raised his head, looked at the fat monk, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and forced himself to calm down: "What do you want?"
Monk Fahai gave him a pitiful look, clasped his hands, and said compassionately: "A whole thousand lives have been lost, and it is a sin for a monk to help the emperor. Alas!"
Fahai shook his head and sighed, then raised his foot and kicked up the full-moon scimitar that fell under his feet.
The full-moon scimitar spun twice in the air and then, with a ding sound, was inserted into the stone slab at the feet of the Tubo Imperial Master.
Hundreds of dense gaps spread out from the incision of the scimitar, like a spider web.
Monk Fahai lowered his eyelids, clasped his hands together, and bowed: "Since you are a great master, commit suicide!"
Hearing this, the Tubo Imperial Master's body trembled, and a gray-white deathly aura suddenly appeared on his black and red face.
His body trembled sharply, and he slowly paused. With trembling hands, he grasped the scimitar embedded in the stone slab and pulled it out with force.
After taking a deep breath, the Tubo Imperial Master smiled miserably.
Opposite, Monk Fahai closed his eyes, waiting for the imperial master to commit suicide by committing suicide.
However, at the next moment, the Tubo Imperial Master, whose face was full of bleak expression, suddenly had a ferocious look in his eyes.
His figure suddenly rose up, holding a full-moon scimitar, and rushed towards Fahai.
"How can it be so easy to kill me!" The Tubo Imperial Master laughed, his eyes full of madness, and the full-moon scimitar in his hand wiped Fahai's neck with an almost crazy attack.
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Fa Hai's face changed slightly, he held his luck in his palm, and stared calmly at the Tubo Imperial Master who rushed towards him like lightning.
During the galloping charge, the Tubo Imperial Guard's eyes flashed. Suddenly, the full-moon scimitar in his hand suddenly came out of his hand and flew towards Fa Hai's face.
But his own body was twisted at an incredible angle while he was galloping. ("") He touched the ground with his feet, and his body was like a projectile, shooting towards the alley on the side of the street.
Fa Hai raised his hand and waved away the flying scimitar, and then the palm that always contained power suddenly retreated towards the alley where the Tubo Imperial Master disappeared.
Bang...
The moment Fa Hai pushed his palm, the air stirred up and made a sharp explosion sound.
A golden handprint suddenly shot out of his hand and shot towards the dark and deep alley.
After a moment, a muffled sound came from the darkness. Then came the angry curses of the Tubo Imperial Preceptor: "Bald donkey, today is a disgrace. I will make you people of Zhou Dynasty pay hundreds and thousands of times in compensation. Haha, you
Wait!"
Fahai did not chase after him. After hearing this, he still stood still.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest, shook his head, and softly recited the Buddha's name.
The night was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.
The sound of fighting just now was brief but rapid.
Many people on the roadside turned on their lights and peered out of their windows.
Seeing this, Monk Fahai tightened his worn monk's robe tightly, turned around and left, disappearing into the night.
The autumn wind blew by, and a leaf stuck to the stone pavement with blood trembled gently in the cold wind.
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early morning,
The sun broke through the clouds and shone on the walls of the ancient imperial capital. It gave the majestic city a layer of golden light.
After the soldiers guarding the city shouted, the heavy door creaked open. Several soldiers with sleepy faces, led by their superiors, walked out of the city gate and guarded both sides of the city gate.
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At this time, it was just dawn. Most of the people in Tokyo had not gotten up yet, and the foreign merchants had not arrived yet. The city gate seemed a bit cold and quiet. Only the small teahouse next to the pipe outside the city gate was open.
After the officer guarding the city ordered the soldiers to stand still, he walked to the teahouse and bought a few steamed buns with the teahouse owner who had a smile on his face.
After wrapping it in an oil paper bag, the officer took out a dozen copper coins from his arms and threw them on the table. Then he picked up the bag and strode away.
Behind him, the owner of the tea house watched the officer leave with a smile. Then he shook the towel on his shoulder and sang in a hoarse voice: "It's open for business!"
The melodious sound was broken by a burst of rapid horse hooves.
Hearing the sound, the officer who was walking towards the city gate and the teahouse owner who was about to open his business all turned around and looked towards the official road.
I saw, on the official road that seemed to lead to the horizon, a mighty warrior, riding a black horse, was galloping towards me.
After seeing this, the teahouse owner smiled, turned his head, and continued busy wiping the table.
The officer who was halfway there immediately became condensed when he saw the green-clothed warrior on horseback.
He quickly strode to the city gate, kicked a few times, scolded the men who pulled out their swords and raised their spears, and then respectfully gave way to the city gate entrance.
The green-robed warrior rushed over, and before entering the door, he did not forget to salute the city guard officer and thank him for his convenience.
This move shocked the guarding officer, who quickly nodded and smiled. He stood at the door, waving his hands, and sent the green-robed warrior away. The smile on the officer's face was still as bright as the rising sun.
"Boss, who is that person?" Beside him, the soldier who had just been scolded stood on tiptoes and looked at the green-clothed warrior who was riding away, and asked curiously.
The city guard officer looked away with a bright smile, looked at the soldier, and warned seriously: "In our line of work, although we say we have to be selfless and loyal to our duties, we also have to keep our eyes open and know who we can't mess with!"
Xiao Bing nodded quickly, indicating that he would remember it in his heart. Then, after the boss got over his addiction to training, he asked again: "Boss, who is that person?"
The city guard officer sighed and looked at the little soldier in front of him who had joined the army for less than two months but was sent here to guard the gate because his family had no money to pay bribes. He stretched out his hand and pressed his weak shoulders and said in a deep voice: "They are smoke and clouds."
Guard, the strategist's guard!"
When the soldier heard this, he was horrified and his mouth suddenly formed an O shape.
Nowadays, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, who else but the Marshal of the Armed Forces can be called a military advisor by brothers who can respectfully and respectfully call him from the bottom of his heart.
Expedition to Goryeo and conquering the Turks in the north was a remarkable achievement for the ages!
After the soldier boss said that the man turned out to be the military advisor's guard, he felt both surprise and fear in his heart.
The military advisor has been his idol since the day he joined the army. He had just almost stabbed his idol's guard.
Damn it!
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At that time, the soldiers guarding the city were terrified and uneasy.
Yanyunwei, who was galloping past on horseback, had already rushed all the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the rising dawn.
After turning over and dismounting, Yan Yunwei strode forward and knocked the door knocker hard.
Amidst the clattering sound, an impatient voice sounded from the door.
"Who is it, urging me to be reincarnated so early in the morning?" The servant guarding the door yawned and opened the door.
After looking up, he saw that he was blocked in the shadows by a sturdy and burly man.
This big man exuded a dangerous aura, which made the servants think of a dangerous and bloodthirsty lion.
The servant shrank involuntarily, looked timidly at the man blocking the sun, and asked in a low voice: "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, is Mr. Zhang here?" The green-robed warrior stepped forward, took out the waistband Lu Heng gave him from his arms, showed it to the servant, and asked in a deep voice.
When the servant saw the pure gold waist badge, his attitude became even more respectful. He was so nervous that he almost fell to his knees.
After hearing the question from the green-robed warrior, the servant swallowed his saliva, nodded quickly, and stepped out of the way: "Here, your Excellency just came back from the court. At this time, he is in the study!"
"I have something to report to your lord, and I hope that I can help lead the way!" The attitude of the Tsing Yi warrior was kind. However, the servant couldn't help being frightened by the aura exuding from this warrior. After nodding quickly, he led the Tsing Yi warrior to