With a sentence of "Kill!", the shocking Yu Sin was shocked, he thought that even if the "Absolute Son" was desperate, he should be measured. After all, Ji Kousi is the yamen of the imperial court, and unlike those Jianghu sects, the absolute prince should have some scruples. But I didn't expect him to be so unscrupulous!

I saw that after Mei Xiangzhu heard Li Le's words, he chuckled, used his real power on the light yarn, and retreated slightly with one hand, and was about to kill Yang Shengnan on the spot.

But I heard Yu Huaisin in the teahouse shouting: "Stop!"

flew out of the teahouse, took out the iron ruler on his waist in his busy schedule, and attacked Mei Xiangzhu. Saving people is like fighting fire, and he can't afford to delay at all.

Li Le had already predicted that he would be allowed to go to the rescue. Pulled out the dog's leg ~ knife of the young man in Xuanyi closest to him, ran the "double flying wings" light skill, jumped up from the horse, and directly greeted it.

Yu Huaisin's iron ruler was extremely fast, but Li Le's knife was even faster. When he was still some distance from Mei Xiangzhu, Li Le's knife arrived, and he quickly set up Yu Huaisin's iron ruler in mid-air, so that he couldn't advance for half a minute!

It was just an obstacle for a moment, Mei Xiangzhu was free, and with a slight force of light yarn in his hand, Yang Shengnan's head was picked up as soft as a strip of gauze. Blood splattered and stained the streets. Immediately afterwards, Yang Shengnan's headless cavity fell to the ground, making a muffled sound of "plop".

The melon-eating people who were watching around exclaimed in unison, and some of the timid ones had already closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see such a brutal scene, but they couldn't help but squint their eyes and secretly look at it.

is even more daring, looking at the excitement and not afraid of big things, shouting: "Kill another one and let the master see ......"

At this time, Yu Huai was already completely sinner! He asked, "Li Zhi'an, do you really want to tear your face?"

Li Le held his iron ruler and sneered: "This kind of thing has been torn apart when you show up, since you like to tear it, then Ben Gongzi is not welcome, and it is right to tear the powder! Do you think this son is joking when he says that he kills people? Don't forget, Ben Gongzi's name is "Absolute Son"!"

Yu Huai said angrily: "Li Zhi'an, don't you think this move is too much?"

Li Le sneered and said, "This son likes to be excessive!"

Speaking of this, Li Le turned back to Mo Xichao and shouted: "Kill!"

Mo Xichao raised his sword and shouted at the thousands of Xuanyi behind him: "The Grand Governor has an order, kill!"

The Xuanyi took out the dog retreat~ knife, and shouted in unison: "Honorable order, kill!"

As he spoke, he raised his knife and pounced on the catchers.

Yu Huaisin bit his heart and said: "Li Zhi'an, you dare to do this! They are all people in the public family, do you want to rebel?"

Li Le sneered: "This impostor is too big, and my son can't stand it!" But I tell you clearly, the person who stands in the way of my son has only one dead end!"

As soon as Li Le finished speaking, he heard a Buddha horn sound:

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The sound like a lion's roar shook people's ears, and everyone present was stunned by this grand sound.

Even the Xuanyi who had just raised their knives and were about to fight were stunned, and looked at the place where the sound came from one by one.

I saw a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with his feet on the ridge of the roof, fluttering and landing in the middle of the street. looked at Mo Xichao, who was wielding his sword, and then looked at Li Le, who was confronting Yu Huaisin, and shouted the Buddha's horn again, and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha, donors, can you look at the poor monk and put down his sword and soldiers, so as not to kill or injure people, okay?"

This monk is eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an unusually burly and sturdy figure. That body of muscles was almost about to squeeze through his moon-white monk's robe.

Seeing this monk, Li Le squinted his eyes and smiled: "Master Miaojing, Dajue Temple has an old relationship with me, if it is an ordinary thing, looking at Master Miaojing's face, it is inevitable to stop the war." But today, it's Ji Kosi who wants to pick Xuanyi, and I can't do it!"

Yu Huaisin looked at Miao Jing with a complicated expression, and said, "Fuhu Monk, you have withdrawn from the Jikou Division, why do you have to come to this troubled water again?"

"Fuhu Monk" Miao Jing smiled: "If the situation is allowed to develop, it will definitely be a situation of rivers of blood." Since the poor monks have caught up with the excitement, how can they do nothing? Chief Yu has an old relationship with the poor monks, and the poor monks rely on Chief Yu to take care of them when they are on duty at the Yamen of the Jikou Division. ”

"Li Tanyue's elder brother, Mr. Bebei, is a year-old friend of his family teacher, and Li Tanyue himself is even more friendly with the poor monk's brother and disciple, so how can the poor monk ignore this turmoil? ”

"Ji Kou Si belongs to Dali Temple, and Xuanyi is in the East Palace's Liurate Mansion, all of which are handed over to the imperial court to supervise the lawlessness in the world. If it is at this moment, I am afraid that it will make the relatives painful and the enemies happy. What do you think of the poor monk's words?"

After saying such a remark, Yu Huaisin's expression was already shaken. But when he was just about to rest the army, he heard Li Le snort coldly and said, "The sky and the earth are big, and this son's face is the biggest." Since he has torn his face, then don't blame Ben Gongzi for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, the dog's leg ~ The knife slashed slightly, swinging away Yu Huaisin's iron ruler, and then, in Yu Huaisin's slightly stunned kung fu, he slashed towards his head.

Yu Huaisin used his skills to hold the knife, and then followed the knife momentum, and the iron ruler attacked Li Le's chest, but Li Le made a mistake.

The clouds are like dragons flying, and the two are in one place. When the energy is flying, it is comparable. In a short period of time, forty or fifty moves have passed, and the moves are all fatal.

Yu Huaisin has long been the skill of the grandmaster, but Li Zhian is not much different from the grandmaster. For a while, no one could bear anyone, and they fought equally.

After fighting for a long time, Yu Huaisin's heart was furious, and he pondered in his heart, he had already planted it twice in front of Li Da and Li Er, should it be planted in the hands of Li San, who had not dried up today? Then, thinking of the tragic death of Yang Shengnan, the "poisonous snake sword" Yang Shengnan, who had personally recruited Ji Kousi, at the hands of Mei Xiangzhu, he was even more furious.

So he no longer gave in, and used his whole body skills to fight with Li Zhi'an, and his strength flew between the waves, and the iron ruler hit Li Le with layers of afterimages.

Li Zhi'an refused to give in, ran the "double flying wings" light skill, dodged the iron ruler, and the dog-legged scimitar slashed at Yu Huaisin's neck at a tricky angle.

What Yu Huaisin wants is his slash, the iron ruler swings slightly, and he sits on the scimitar, and uses the famous stunt "One Foot to the Sky", pointing straight at Li Le's eyebrows.

But at this moment, Li Le smiled softly, gently stretched out his two fingers, and with a light clip, he clamped half an inch between the iron ruler and his eyebrows.

The energy spread, and Li Le took seven or eight steps back in a row before he unloaded the strength of the iron ruler. Followed by a condensation in his eyes, the dog's legs ~ the knife shook slightly, and a "divine knife slash" slashed at Yu Huaisin.

This knife is too ruthless, too desperate, there is no room for relaxation, as if when this knife is slashed, every angle and every minute of time has been accurately calculated, so that people have nowhere to escape!

Yu Huai's guilty soul was in a hurry, feeling that this was already a death knife, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but the clearest thought was, was he defeated? Defeated again? First defeated by Li Da's fists and feet, and then defeated by Li Er's flying knife, is it possible that today he will die under Li San's scimitar?

What kind of kung fu is his pair of fingers? What kind of kung fu is his god-like knife? I don't even understand it, so unwilling!

But just as Yu Huaisin was about to meet death, a burly figure flashed in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

The sudden appearance of this figure made Li Le shocked, and he hurriedly unloaded eight points of strength, but the remaining two points could not be recovered, and he slashed at the back of this figure.

With a "swish", the moon-white monk's robe was torn, and a bloody wound appeared on the back of the muscular knot.

Yu Huaisin was stunned for a long time, only to know that he had escaped death, and then looked at the monk who was smiling at him with a complicated expression, spitting blood from his mouth, his eyes were slightly wet, and said, "Fuhu monk, why do you have to do this?"

Miao Jing shook her head slightly, but did not answer his question, turned around, and said to Li Le: "Zhi'an donor, the poor monk took this knife instead of Yu Shi, can you ask Zhi'an to stop the battle?"

Li Le looked at the blood stains on the knife, then looked at the "Fuhu Monk" Miao Jing, and bit it: "Master Miao Jing, do you know that you almost died just now?"

Miao Jing smiled and nodded, and said, "I know, if it weren't for the Zhi'an Shi Master's strength, the poor monk would already be in the Western Heaven Buddha Country at this moment." The poor monk only asked, can he stop the battle with this sword?"

Li Le didn't know why, and asked, "Why are you doing this? Could it be that the matter of letting Xuanyi and Ji Kosi stop fighting is even more important than the master's life?"

Miao Jing coughed bloodily and said: "The poor monk doesn't say anything that he can't bear the blood of the two sides, and he doesn't say that there is an allusion to the Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles, the poor monk just doesn't let his two old people kill each other." The poor monk became a monk at the age of six and was taken in by his mentor, Master Hui Yan, who often taught that kindness is the greatest compassion. ”

"Any life has its value in the world, and it deserves respect. Therefore, since the poor monk entered the world and walked the world, he has never injured a single life. Even after four years in the Jikou Division, he only brought the prisoner back. For it was not the poor monks who judged them, but the law. ”

"The poor monk is not a Buddha and a Bodhisattva, nor is he a great saint, and he dares to accept the knife of the Zhi'an benefactor, one is because the poor monk has righteous thoughts in his heart, and he can't bear to let the righteous people of the Yu donor hurt their lives. Second, it is because the poor monk trusts his friendship with the Zhi'an donor, and believes that Zhi'an Shi will restrain his strength when he sees the poor monk appear. ”

"So, how about the Zhi'an donor, just stop the war?"

Li Le snorted and sneered, and said, "Master Jingmiao is really a big gamble, congratulations, you won the bet." Lord Yu's life was left behind. ”

Miao Jing heard him say this, bowed slightly, and said, "Poor monks, thank you." ”