Chapter Twenty-Nine: Striking the Grass and Startling the Snake (Part 3)
The moon is bright and bright, and outside the courtyard of the sycamore, countless torches are surging.
Mr. Zhao Da was dressed in black, standing in the crowd, surrounded by Zhou Dunru in an official robe.
Looking around, there are hundreds of armor soldiers with torches and crossbows, almost surrounding the entire Wutong courtyard.
When it was close to the encirclement, Mr. Zhao Da opened his mouth and said that he was not going to come out soon and suffer death.
"Then the demons of the Western Regions are really hiding here?" Zhou Dunru asked.
He was ruthless and led a large number of officers and soldiers to follow Mr. Zhao's idea to hunt and expel Hei Wu who was hiding in Los Angeles, not to kill this demon, as long as he was expelled from Los Angeles, for Zhou Dunru, it was an opportunity to avoid the big trouble of his henchmen.
"Of course." Mr. Zhao Da nodded and said.
As one of the six gates, he has access to the imperial court and the rivers and lakes, and he has many information channels, so he naturally has a path to the right answer.
As soon as Mr. Zhao Da's words fell, he saw the door of the Wutong courtyard open, and saw a man and a woman walking out of the house, one was a graceful woman wearing a light yellow sali, and the other was a black boy wearing a coarse cloth shirt.
"We're out." I only heard the black boy standing in the sycamore under the moon, looking at the torches shining like stars around him, and said coldly: "If you come to kill me, just come." ”
His voice was not loud, but it shook the surrounding sycamore leaves, which showed the depth of his internal force, which was really unfathomable.
"Shoot the arrows!" Mr. Zhao Da directly ordered coldly.
As soon as the words fell, he saw that the sharp arrows that had been prepared around him shot towards the two people in the courtyard like raindrops, Hei Wu sneered, stopped his waist and hugged Ningxia beside him, and then jumped up, and jumped directly to the second floor of the small building in the Wutong courtyard, and the sharp arrows shot at his back, arms and legs, all falling like straw.
He stood on the second floor and smiled at Mr. Zhao Da without incident: "You know each other." ”
Saying this, he hugged Ningxia a few ups and downs, and then jumped to the top of the Wutong small building, and then all the way down, along the roof of the house in Los Angeles in the moonlight, castrated like the wind, and disappeared in a short time.
Zhou Dunru was dizzy to watch.
He had seen the raindrop-like arrows shoot at the black boy like that, but it didn't seem to have cut through even a layer of oily skin on his body.
"What kind of martial arts is this?" Zhou Dunru asked in a trembling voice.
When Mr. Zhao Da made this arrangement before, Zhou Dunru was still a little puzzled, after all, he only hunted such a person in the rivers and lakes with hundreds of soldiers, and what kind of siege was missing, which was to make it clear that he would scare people away.
But seeing now, he didn't feel extremely admired for Mr. Zhao's arrangement.
You must know that people who practice martial arts have cultivated to a high and profound realm, and for ordinary people, they are hardly a dimensional creature, and it can be said that they will be killed in an instant, and it is already difficult to achieve the level of quantitative change causing qualitative change.
And some long-range weapons such as bows and crossbows have almost become a magic weapon for ordinary people to win against those who practice martial arts.
After all, no matter how fast your sword is, how can you beat the arrow from the string?
Even if you can be faster than an arrow and dodge one arrow, what about three arrows, four arrows, and a hundred arrows and a thousand arrows?
After all, no matter how high the cultivation of a martial artist is, he is also flesh and blood, and there is no way to ascend to immortality by day, as long as he greets him with a bow and arrow, there is no martial artist who can't be beaten.
However, in front of Zhou Dunru, he saw with his own eyes that this black bodyless body was carrying dozens of sharp arrows, and it was like raindrops falling on his body, and nothing happened.
It's terrifying, like a Shura ghost.
"For those who practice martial arts, refining the body is the easiest and the most difficult." Mr. Zhao Da said quietly: "And the highest practice of refining the body is none other than the King Kong of Buddhism is not bad, and the Black Heaven Demon Skill of the Demon Gate Luo Sect. ”
"And this black nothing, what he cultivates is the Black Heaven Demon Skill, steel and iron bones, and infinite power, just like the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, how can ordinary people do anything to him?"
"We make it clear that it's best if he's willing to appreciate it."
"If you don't want to."
Mr. Zhao Da sighed: "I'm afraid you and I may not be able to get out of here alive." ”
Zhou Dunru listened awe-inspiringly: "Is there no one who can cure him?" ”
"Absolutely." Mr. Zhao Da looked at the prefect of Los Angeles under the firelight: "The biggest nemesis of the Black Sky Demon Skill is the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill of the Buddha Gate. ”
"It's just that the difference between the two is a quick success, if the Black Heaven Demon Skill is fast, it will be able to practice to the extreme in ten years, and it will be close to being invincible in the world, just like the Black Devil in front of you."
"And the Vajra is not bad magic skill is a water grinding work, practitioners from the age of eleven or twelve from the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt such as the entry martial arts practice, until the age of thirty can touch the threshold of King Kong is not bad, often at the age of fifty can be completed, and after the completion of the Dacheng, it is the biggest nemesis of the Black Sky Demon Skill."
"Just like the Buddhist Empty Enlightenment monk I mentioned before, he is the inheritor of the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill."
Zhou Dunru looked at Mr. Zhao Da: "But didn't you say that Hei Wu was on the list of rivers and lakes after killing the Kongwu monk?" ”
"That's because the Empty Monk is too old." Mr. Zhao Da sighed: "The empty monk is nearly eighty years old, his qi and blood have declined, the original Buddhism is self-cultivation, coupled with deep internal strength, it is not surprising to live to be 100 years old, but if he really fights with Hei Wuwu for a long time, even if he can win, he will inevitably be injured and die in advance." ”
"The Kongwu monk is ranked nineteenth in the Jianghu list, if it is really Hei Wuwu's own strength to defeat and kill, then his ranking in the Jianghu list will at least replace the position of the Kongwu monk."
"But now it's only ranked forty-first, which shows that there is another hidden meaning in this kill record."
Zhou Dunru could hear it, and couldn't help but sigh.
"What can we do, then you say, what should we do now?"
Mr. Zhao Da shook his head: "It is our task to startle the grass and snakes, as long as we let Hei Wufu live in Los Angeles with peace of mind and force him out of Los Angeles, it has nothing to do with us." ”
"If it weren't for the lack of one in the three circles, if we really wanted to make a fuss with Hei Wu, with these soldiers under our command, we really couldn't help this Black Sky Demon God, but would have suffered heavy casualties."
"Then why did Kuro run away?" Zhou Dunru couldn't help but ask.
"Black Heaven Demon Skill It is said that after cultivation, a cultivator's mind will be greatly damaged, no matter where he goes, someone needs to follow and control, I bet that the woman next to him is his controller." Mr. Zhao explained: "Black is invulnerable, but it doesn't mean that the people around him are also invulnerable. ”
"Second, there is no life-and-death contradiction between us, if he really kills the Quartet, using us officers and soldiers as the object of anger, and alarming the court at that time, he is equivalent to rebellion, and there will be ******* to arrest him."
"At that time, he couldn't eat and walked around."