"Gesar, kill her."

The Tibetan girl put her hands behind her back, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and she said lightly.

The tall lama who had just reached out and smashed the car, hearing this, his chest was like a bellows, and he took a big breath, the wrinkles of the vicissitudes of life like rock carvings on his face trembled violently, and his two already long arms became a little longer, and the barefoot soles took two big strides forward, and the huge palms like a fan slammed towards the fat aunt on the roof of the car with a strong wind.

Gesar was originally the protagonist of the world's longest epic "Gesar", King Gesar.

According to legend, a long time ago, natural disasters ** throughout the snowy plateau, demons and monsters were rampant, the people of Li suffered poison, the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva in order to purify all sentient beings out of the sea of suffering, asked Amitabha Buddha to send the son of the gods to the earth to subdue demons, this is King Gesar.

This King Gesar, a combination of horsemanship galloping, slashing knife, freewheeling whip, powerful stick, rope skill, dizzying archery, dragon swimming skills, "grasping iron and stone to train arm strength, the vigorous bison as an opponent", is the biggest legendary hero in the hearts of the people of the plateau.

The yellow-clothed lama who dared to name "Gesar", at first glance, really had a bit of the legendary King Gesar's mighty and earth-shaking shadow.

Scold. Scold.

The fat aunt's body became like a cat, and when Gesar's giant palm did not arrive, she took the lead, put her right foot on the roof of the car, folded her body, and leaned against his bare chest.

The movements are dexterous, swift, concise and ruthless, and at first glance he is a master of long-term actual combat killing.

"Hmm-"

Gesar snorted, took three steps back, and at the critical moment, he had to use his left arm to block his chest and throat, and now, the left arm, which was as strong as a vajra magic pestle, was pierced by the two armies, and it was terrible to see.

After the fat aunt hit it well, she landed steadily back on the ground, separating the strange three people from the vehicle that Zhuo Shuihan was riding.

Whoa, two cold and shining military thorns, crossed and stood upside down in front of her, blowing the blood droplets on them, and the bloodthirsty brilliance flashed in her eyes, and after being stained with the blood of the enemy, a dangerous aura finally emanated from her amiable face.

The Tibetan girl Banren, with a light purple eye, flashed a sharp light, suddenly smiled cruelly, stretched out her hands, and patted it crisply.

Another yellow-clothed lama who was as cold as a cold rock, walked a few steps forward, and stood with the careless Gesar before, the two glanced at each other, and both took out a strange weapon, like a medicine pestle, shining with golden light, and arrogant.

"Sixteen-fingered one-strand vajra! You are the Vajrayogini of Esoteric Buddhism! ”

When the fat aunt saw the Qimen weapon in the lama's hand, her face changed slightly, and she called out in a low voice.

In Esoteric Buddhism, the vajra symbolizes invincible, invincible wisdom and true Buddha-nature, and is the protector and practice tool of Vajra Lux.

Its length, divided into eight fingers, ten fingers, twelve fingers, sixteen fingers, twenty fingers and so on, the middle is the handle, and there are single strands, two strands, three strands, four strands, five strands, nine strands and other cutting edges at both ends, among them, the single strand vajra is the most ancient form, its edge is quite long, and it is held by the secret vajra waffler.

The fat aunt looked at her vigilantly, and quickly looked around, the legend is that the Esoteric Vajra Lux is a group of four, and the two here are enough for her to be uncomfortable, if there are two more, the situation will be unimaginable, not to mention, there is also a strong girl wearing a bright yellow Tibetan robe, eccentric and strange, and she doesn't know the depths.

However, the two great lamas did not give her more time to think, and with a wave of the vajra pestle in their hands, one left and one right, they attacked fiercely.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The two golden vajra treasure pestles, and two extremely sharp custom military thorns, grazed together, and two bright sparks burst out in the air in an instant.

To Zhuo Jun's surprise, this fat aunt took a blow from the two big lamas with her left and right hands, and she was only slightly inferior, much stronger than he imagined.

Next, the three of them gradually became a stalemate, the two yellow-clothed lamas were as imposing as a mountain, opening and closing, every move was as fierce as a thunderbolt, and every step was eager to step on the ground and roar, while the fat aunt was much weird and changeable in comparison.

She made a move regardless of the momentum, only seeking effect, two military thorns, like two rattlesnakes that choose people to devour, made the two yellow-clothed lamas very uncomfortable, like a dog with a hedgehog completely unable to use their strength, so anxious that they screamed, a little careless, and was also scratched by her military thorn to pull a few bloody cuts.

In a moment, the two yellow-clothed lamas who were pulling out the mountains were completely at a disadvantage, and they were pulled apart by the fat aunt's elusive two military thorns.

"Waste. Retire. ”

The Tibetan girl Ban Ren snorted angrily, suddenly took two strange steps, and rushed to the fat aunt like a goshawk in the snowy sky.

The fat aunt who had been on the battlefield for a long time, her complexion finally changed greatly, she didn't dare to slack off at all, she snorted, and with all the strength of her right hand, the military stab "fluttered on the edges", and with a muffled sound of breaking the wind, she stabbed the Tibetan girl's throat fiercely-

The Tibetan girl smiled slightly, didn't dodge or dodge, raised her right hand slightly, and grabbed the sharp military thorn that could easily disembowel, break the abdomen and break people's bones.

Then twisted suddenly, the fat aunt snorted, and it was too late to even lose the military thorn, only to feel an irresistible huge force attacking, the entire right arm and the military thorn were firmly locked in the opponent's hand, and the whole body was twisted into an arc, and the forehead was directly sweating.

She really didn't expect that this ordinary plateau girl, who looked just a little stout, would be so strong.

staring at the Tibetan girl's right hand with a pale face, between the five fingers of her right hand, wrapped in a few strange and bright multicolored silk threads, her heart moved, she raised her head suddenly, and said in surprise: "King Kong five-color thread...... Are you, Esoteric Master? ”

"His Holiness? What a thing! You can call me Princess Ban Ren, or the number one master of Tantra in the world......" Ban Ren was just saying, his eyes suddenly widened angrily, and he scolded: "You dare-"

But seeing the click, the fat aunt actually endured the severe pain, broke the locked right arm by herself, turned around, and in the flash of light, the left hand stabbed Princess Banren's throat.

There was only an inch of difference, Ban Ren's left hand came first, tightly grasped the tip of the military thorn, and then shook his hand suddenly, and with a whoosh, the military thorn broke free of the fat aunt's hand, flew straight out of ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

Ban Ren was furious, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the fat aunt's throat heavily, and lifted her body of more than 100 catties into the air.

lowered his head, looked at the bloody wound on his left hand, and the expression on his face was very strange, half loud, and in a dark voice, he said in a low voice: "...... You, mortal woman, have hurt me. Then I'll give you a way to die......"

"Banren. Stop it. ”

At this time, in the carriage, Zhuo Shuihan's clear and calm voice came.

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