"Monk, if what you say is true, even if I owe you a favor, I will definitely repay it in the future. However, for now, I still have to do what I promised, and you get out of the way, I won't hurt you. ”

After a long time, the scarred man's sharp eyes suddenly opened, and an indescribable coldness permeated from the scarred man's long knife.

The enlightened monk just smiled softly at this: "Donor, do you know who you are going to hurt today?" ”

"Of course I know that the ministers appointed by the Emperor of Beiyuan have great power, and in today's Beiyuan, it can be said that they are above ten thousand people under one person." The man with the scar glanced at Xu Muchuan with cold eyes, and the murderous intent slowly gathered around him.

"Then do you know what it means if you really succeed today and assassinate Xu Shizhu?" The rare solemn look of the enlightened monk stood in front of the scarred man.

The scar man swooped down, as if he had thought of something, but he still stubbornly hoarsely said: "I have always acted in accordance with my heart, and someone asked me to return the favor to kill him, so I will let go of this favor, so I don't have to be restrained and affect my path of the sword." ”

"Amitabha, donor, you have gone astray. No matter whether you succeed today or not, you will be endlessly hunted down in the future, and you will never have peace, is it worth it? The monk shook his head lightly and sighed slightly.

The long knife in the scarred man's hand slowly rose up, and shot out a sharp color over his head: "What's the matter with death, I just don't want to owe favors." Even if this incident is chased and killed by thousands of people, I have no regrets and should be killed with one sword! ”

"What about your only remaining relative, donor? The main aspect of the little monk's view of the donor, there is indeed a trace of blood in the world. The little monk's bare feet are extremely inconsistent with his appearance as a great monk, but it is difficult for others to have a trace of contempt for the enlightened monk.

Hearing this, the man with the scar was silent for a moment and looked at the immaculate blue sky.

"Monk, no matter how you persuade me today, my long knife is out of the sheath, and I have never had a reason to stop." The scarred man's originally calm mind suddenly turned into nothingness with the glaring of his eyes, and then turned into a violent aura.

Buzz Buzz.........

The scarred man's long knife looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight, and the vague meaning of the edge made the heads of the royal forest soldiers who were surrounding Xu Muchuan break out in a cold sweat.

The three-foot Qingfeng in Fu Hengsheng's hand seemed to sense the strength of the scarred man, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly in Fu Hengsheng's hand, and the sound of the sword buzzed straight to the bottom of his heart.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, since the donor is so obsessed, it is inconvenient for the little monk to say more, but the little monk can't let the donor get close to the donor by half a step."

The monk withdrew his hands closed in front of his chest, stared at the scarred man with deep eyes, and said slowly.

The man with the scar asked slightly puzzled: "Monk, you are a monk, and you should be a universal being, how can you pay attention to this officialdom red dust?" This is a taboo for your Buddhism, so aren't you afraid that the Buddha of your Buddhism will blame you? ”

"The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. If the Buddha insists on blaming him, the little monk is willing to bear all the cause and effect. It's just that the little monk can't let the donor hurt the donor. Because the little monk is purifying all sentient beings, if the benefactor does not die, hundreds of people in the Beiyuan Kingdom will be able to be purified; If the donor Xu dies because of the donor, then the people of the entire Beiyuan Kingdom will be wiped out even the last shred of hope, and how many people can the little monk purify? ”

It seems that the enlightened monk does not take the Buddhist precepts to heart at all, let alone lose his heart in order to abide by the Buddhist precepts. Well......... It's like a monk who eats meat if he wants to eat meat, and drinks when he wants to drink, except that he didn't touch women, the monk basically violated the precepts of Buddhism countless times.

"Monk, just him? Can you save the now crumbling Northern Abyss Kingdom? A young man in his twenties. The man with the scar turned a deaf ear and said coldly and disdainfully, his eyes constantly scanning Xu Muchuan, who was heavily protected.

"Today's Beiyuan Emperor is a generation of Ming monarchs, the founding emperors. Does the benefactor think that the grace of God can be given at will? Does the benefactor think that anyone can do it? If the benefactor Xu is really untalented and debauchery, and the emperor still gives everyone hope, then the emperor cannot be the emperor, and the emperor cannot become a generation of Ming monarchs in the Beiyuan Kingdom. ”

While speaking, the enlightened monk stared at the man with the scar intently, preventing the man from making an abrupt move: "Everything in the world has cause and effect, and naturally the benefactor has become the minister of the Qincha, so there is a cause and effect relationship." ”

The scar man's mood seemed to move slightly, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth slowly subsided, and he looked at Xu Muchuan with a calm expression with a solemn face.

Then, the man with the scar stabbed the long knife in his hand at the bluestone floor, and the bluestone floor, which was as hard as iron, shattered like flower petals.

"I have never broken my trust in my life, and the same is true today. Whether I succeed or not, I will fight, this is my sword, my belief in life. ”

The man with the scar inhaled suddenly and roared loudly, the blade of the long knife was shining like jade, and the sharp killing intent was constantly eroding the minds of many people present.

"Okay, then the little monk will fight with the donor, but the kindness in the donor's heart can be regarded as the Pudu donor to survive this disaster." A smile flashed at the corner of the monk's mouth, because he knew that the scar man no longer wanted to attack and kill Xu Muchuan at this moment, and the scar man just wanted to settle the sword intent of his belief.

As soon as the scar man's long knife comes out, if he withdraws his troops, he will definitely suffer the severe pain of the reflexive sword qi, and even fall to the mortal dust in a slump, no longer having the peak momentum of this domineering sky.

"Fight!"

The man with the scar stared at the monk for a long time and then spat out in a deep voice. The man with the scar knew that the Enlightened Monk was an evenly matched master, so he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, and the long knife in his hand shook suddenly, rolling up a sharp wind.

As soon as the word "battle" of the scar man fell, his whole person jumped up like a ghost and appeared in the sky above the enlightened monk.

The enlightened monk looked at it, and the long knife had reached a distance of one meter above his head, and the meaning of the blade was as cold as if it had fallen into a cold ice cave.

The monk of Wuming leaned over with bated breath and dodged, and the blow of the long knife cut down by the scar man was dissolved.

Tear and pull!

Before the long knife arrived, the knife slashed on the bluestone floor, drawing a clear crack on the bluestone floor, and the dust on the stone slab was rolled up in the air for a long time.

The scarred man's eyes suddenly gathered, and after his feet hit the ground, he slashed the long knife obliquely towards the enlightened monk beside him.