"No!"

**Invincible in the world depends on iron discipline, but listening to Lin Chengbin's order, the soldiers of the personal guard who were fighting with the monks who rushed over shouted their promises, and each waved their knives to force back the opponent, and gathered to Lin Chengbin's side with great agility. Only now this personal guard team has practiced this formation, at this time a platoon will come out, but seeing a hundred swords standing sideways, the bearing is extremely strict, the monks who were originally frantically attacking and killing have been cut down several people in front of them, and the rest are frightened, they dare not rush forward again, and retreat behind the two master monks one after another.

"Advance, kill!"

Seeing that the formation had been formed, Lin Chengbin didn't dare to slack off, yelled, and led his troops forward, but seeing more than 100 steel knives rotating like wheels, the entire formation rolled forward like a harvester, and all those who dared to block could only end up in pieces, and in just an instant, more than a dozen monks who rushed forward to try to intercept them had become broken corpses all over the ground, and the death was extremely terrifying.

"Don't retreat, up, on!"

At this time, seeing that his side was under the coercion of the ** knife array, there was almost a tendency to collapse the army, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and roared again and again to drive the remnants of more than 30 monks desperately forward, trying to block the pace of ** forward, but all the monks have been killed by the ruthlessness of **, no matter how these two monks coerce, no one dares to stop in front of the ** formation, but they retreated wildly in the direction of the temple gate.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

Desheng and Depp are both horse thieves, fierce by nature, even if they are shaved monks, they still do not change their nature, and at this time, they saw that the impact of ** was unstoppable, and they were all anxious, thinking that their martial arts were strong, and they did not retreat but advanced, and roared and raised their knives to kill Lin Chengbin who was at the tip of the knife formation, trying to disrupt the ** formation by killing Lin Chengbin.

The two monks' attacks are not fierce, and the knife is not fierce, Rao is Lin Chengbin's martial arts are strong, if he encounters it alone, at most he can only barely protect himself, but at this time, the two monks are facing not Lin Chengbin alone, but a sharp knife formation, and the result is beyond doubt - death, there is no trace of luck at all - the second monk just pounced in front of Lin Chengbin, seven horizontal knives have been swung like wheels, and there are two knives on the left and right sides to open the thick-backed big knife split by the two monks, at the same time, The other three knives were divided into a combined attack, and the two monks were split into several pieces, but the poor two monks were pretentious, but they couldn't even support a face, and they died tragically on the spot, and the rest of the monks saw this, how could they still have the slightest courage to resist, and they all broke up in all directions.

"Break down, rush in!"

Lin Chengbin was worried about Li Xian's safety, so he had no intention of paying attention to the monks who fled in all directions, roared, and commanded a group of his subordinates to rush towards the closed temple gate with all their might.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief!"

As soon as the temple door was opened, more than 100 guards flocked into the temple, and more than a dozen monks who tried to use their mantis arms as a car were killed on the spot.

It's good, it's finally arrived! On the small square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Li Xian was holding Princess Mingyue in his arms, and was spreading his body with all his might, wandering uncertainly to avoid the pursuit of Master Mojia and Master Zhixin.

"Protect the princess!"

Li Xian's hand shook slightly, put the Princess Mingyue in his arms down to the ground, and then copied his hand, he had already taken a horizontal knife from the hand of a guard, and his fingers gently wiped the knife surface, erasing the undried blood stains on the knife, and then looked at the two monks of Mo and Zhi, who were standing not far away with a smile on their faces, and said unhurriedly: "The two masters have done their best, so let's just catch them." ”

"Amitabha, good, good."

Master Zhixin shook his head with a wry smile, folded his hands on his chest, and after saluting Li Xian, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were closed, and he didn't say anything more, but his face showed a relieved smile.

"Your Highness is clever, the old man is not unjustly defeated, and now he will die, please ask His Highness to fight with the old man fairly."

Master Mojia didn't pay attention to Master Zhixin's actions, but stared at Li Xian and challenged the duel.

"Yes, but there is one condition."

Li Xian smiled confidently, not caring at all about Master Mojia's sharp eyes, and replied with ease.

"Please."

Master Mojia is determined to die early, and his wish at this time is just to pull Li Xian's back before he dies, but he doesn't care much about Li Xian's other conditions.

"Gu knew that the master must have been entrusted by Gar Qinling to come, and Gu was just curious about why people like the master from outside the world would want to participate in the worldly affairs." Li Xian nodded, didn't say too much, and asked bluntly.

"Legacy."

As soon as Li Xian mentioned this, Master Mojia's originally dark face became even darker, and after being silent for a while, he replied with two words like gold.

"Legacy? Hmm, Lone understands, but the master is from the Jokhang Temple? When Li Xian heard this answer, he was stunned at first, and then immediately reacted, he already knew the meaning of Master Mojia, which was nothing more than Gar Qinling to vigorously promote Buddhism as a temptation, instigating Master Mojia to assassinate himself, as for guessing that it came from the Jokhang Temple, it is easy to understand, because there are only two temples in Tubo at this time - Jokhang Temple and Xiaozhao Temple, the latter was built by Princess Wencheng, believing in the teachings of the Central Plains, and there are very few believers, while the former was built by Princess Chizun, the princess of Nepal, and there are more believers. The doctrine he believes in is not taboo to kill, and Master Jia's ruthlessness is obviously not a good kind, and it can only be a monk of Jokhang Temple.

"Not bad."

As soon as he heard Li Xian reveal his origin, Master Mojia's pupils contracted significantly, but he did not deny it, but recognized it.

Tsk, religion is really a spiritual opium, it's really ruined! Li Xian himself does not believe in religion, and he does not have much good impression of religion, because later generations have already seen too much blind obedience and mania such as religious maniacs, and at this time, seeing the dedication of Master Mojia and his faction to the promotion of Buddhism, he is even more lazy to talk nonsense with him, and his original intention to use this person has faded, but he just waved his hand indifferently and said: "Master, please!" ”

"Please!"

Master Mojia calmly saluted, and then his figure flashed, and the person had already pounced in front of Li Xian, with a mistake in both palms, and unceremoniously divided Li Xian's chest and lower abdomen, the palm momentum was extremely fast, with a strong whistling sound, it was as shocking as a big wave crashing on the shore, showing how powerful the power contained in the palm was.

"Want to die with loneliness? You don't deserve it! ”

Master Mojia's palm technique is certainly ruthless, and his body technique is amazingly fast, but in Li Xian's opinion, it is just Er'er, seeing that Master Mojia only attacks and does not defend, Li Xian laughed, and his body spread, easily avoiding the scope of Master Mojia's palm.

"Death!"

Master Mojia hit the empty place with both palms, but he was not discouraged at all, roared and launched a strong attack again, waving his palms and desperately chasing Li Xian, but he was a cut behind Li Xian's boss in light kung fu, when Li Xian was holding Princess Mingyue before, he was helpless with Li Xian, and at this time, he didn't even want to touch the corners of Li Xian's clothes.

"Kill!"

Li Xian saw that Master Mojia was already poor in donkey skills, and he was too lazy to go around in circles with him, so he broke off and waved the knife in his hand, and a move to "dominate the world" had been attacked.

"Ah......h

As soon as he saw that Li Xian's knife was extremely fierce, Master Mojia was shocked, and he wanted to withdraw to dodge, but his body was not as good as Li Xian, and at this time he was in a hurry, how could he avoid Li Xian's killing move, but when he saw the flash of the knife, he had already split Master Mojia into two obliquely, and the poor generation of monks only had time to howl miserably, and they had already died.

"Master!"

Monk Deming, who was entangled with Luo Tong, saw that Master Mojia had died tragically under Li Xian's knife, his eyes were red, he roared, and wanted to rush up and fight with Li Xian, but he forgot that there was Luo Tong's opponent beside him, and under this distraction, Luo Tong would not be polite to him, and with a swing of the knife, the head of the monk Deming Dou Da had already flown into the air, and the burly corpse shook a few times, and then he fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.

Seeing that the master and the brothers had died, and the monk Decheng, who was fighting with Liu Ziming, panicked, how could he have the courage to stay, shook a few moves, and relied on the subtlety of light body kung fu, a vertical body, jumped off the corridor, and ran into the field without looking back, and fled wildly on the snow into the distance.

"Your Highness, the last general is incompetent and has made the thief run away."

failed to take down the monk Decheng, Liu Ziming felt that he couldn't hold his face, jumped off the corridor, strode in front of Li Xian, blushed, and pleaded guilty.

"Your Highness, the old thief of Zhixin is bald and dead!"

Before Li Xian could express his position, a personal guard who went to arrest Master Zhixin had already interjected from the side.

"Back to the city!"

A good incense incense actually made such a big commotion, Li Xian was a little impatient in his heart, and his disgust towards religion was a little more, and he didn't go to check the body of Master Zhixin, and after drinking with a calm face, he turned around and took Princess Mingyue's hand and walked to the temple gate, as for the aftermath, Li Xian was too lazy to pay more attention to it, but he was thinking about how to use this matter to squeeze a few more taels of oil from Gar Qinling......