Shi Ziling hadn't reacted from Dongfang Yao's gamble, Nangong Ming on the other side seemed to be pandering, and the Qingmang sword was like threading a needle, always bringing the two monks' weapons to collide with each other, after all, compared to the righteous law of the grandmaster realm, the two of them had just just glimpsed a side.

Nangong swordsmanship is extremely elegant, pointing to the east and fighting the west and being good at borrowing strength, often the opponent can only let him lead the nose even if he tries his best, and it is precisely because of this that the Nangong family, which was originally just a family, is also a very important storage in the martial arts.

This time to the north, the two people who originally mastered the Veda Palm, the Dry Bora Finger, and the Power Pestle to Subdue the Demon Skill were bound to win, and it was reported that the other party was only Nangong Ming who had just reached the realm of the grandmaster......

"Senior brother!" Zhenglun glanced at the corpse of Zhenglu who had already been silent, and immediately like five thunderbolts, they had been studying together since childhood, and then they carried out various matters assigned by the master together, and between several life-and-death struggles, he had already regarded him as his brother.

But I don't want to, this inevitable task actually changed, and in the morning he also said to Zhenglu that the corner of his right eye kept jumping, and he was reprimanded as cranky, but in the end, he really responded to the statement that his right eye jumped from the disaster.

"Ahh

"Sister, retreat!" Shi Tianhao gasped roughly, his arms holding the axe were already trembling unconsciously, he only felt that his body was as heavy as a thousand catties, and every point of approach to the positive wheel made him fear in his heart.

"Big brother, my foot is broken, you, you retreat!" Shi Zixiu's long whip had already fallen aside, and in the face of the strong and heavy attack of the positive wheel just now, even if she took the road of flexibility, she was still killed by Qike, and every time she resisted, her chest was suffocated.

At this moment, Shi Ziling's whole body was in pain, and her body had already trembled because of the constant impact, which was a sign that her body was close to the limit, and she had no way to retreat.

"Second sister!" Just as Shi Tianhao and Shi Ziling rushed towards their sisters, intending to protect them with their bodies, the crazy Zhenglun suddenly stopped his body, and while twisting his body, the internal force of his whole body immediately condensed in his chest, followed by a loud roar.

Boom! The lion roared at the Buddha Gate, with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth with the internal force of the Buddha Gate, which was completely different from the true qi, and shouted back to attack the enemy, the light one had the eardrum first, and the heavy one died of brain congestion.

A puff of black smoke and a deafening roar rose at the same time, and Gao Yan and Shi Tianhao, brothers and sisters a few feet away, covered their ears and flew out, and blood even flowed from Shi Zixiu's right ear.

"Hmm...... What is the secret weapon of the donor, and it can actually break the Buddha Gate at such a distance without damaging the vajra body?" Zhenglun coughed, and a handful of blood came out of his mouth.

"Hehe, hehe, this, this is called a torch, it's not a hidden weapon, it doesn't matter if your Taoist innate qi is not bad, it's okay to encounter it. Gao Yan struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a wicked smile.

The so-called Buddhism does not break the vajra body and the Taoist body protection Shengang, in fact, they all combine their own true qi internal force and musculoskeletal force to the maximum extent instantly, so as to resist the enemy's attack.

As for Murong Bai's horizontal practice of kung fu, it is actually derived from the immortal vajra body, but the horizontal practice of divine skills relies on extremely strong ** and tyrannical blood, which is more refined and stronger than the previous one.

It's just that whether it's Gang Qi or what, it needs to consume a lot of True Qi to promote, rather than self-destructing the True Yuan to resist, it is better to rely on subtle steps or cracked moves to deal with it, which is the same as the point of kung fu, and there are indeed not many people who have learned the martial arts.

Taoism emphasizes chaos, Buddhism pays attention to the fate of Jue, Pangu God opens the world, in fact, many exercises and martial arts are the earliest fate of a Tu, with the vicissitudes of personnel changes, there is such a flower-like hundred schools of thought today. But if you go back to the source, the exercises and martial arts of each sect can find the similarities, Tao, Buddha, blood, and killing, in fact, all follow the mysterious theorems stipulated by heaven and earth......

As for the fire cylinder that hit the wound on the chest of the main wheel, it was currently in the hands of Gao Yan with a wicked smile on his face, the cylindrical barrel body, and a fire twist sticking out, the same black smoke was emitting from the mouth of the black hole. This kind of import from overseas is similar to the dragon cannon used in the siege, except that one hits iron balls and the other iron sand.

Just when Zhenglun's limbs began to be a little numb, Nangong Ming's battle with the other two monks slowly came to an end.

Nangong Ming pushed hurriedly, and the cyan cyclone under his feet suddenly increased his speed, the two monks were anxious in their hearts, and the senior brother actually died on the spot, so they used twelve points of strength in a hurry, and they were completely desperate to play, and Nangong Ming could only retreat again and again.

Compared to Nangong Ming of the Shicheng family, the two master-level monks may be able to deal with it reluctantly, but if Nangong Ming has a strong killing move......

"Thirteen Swords of the Wind Death!" In the twilight, the wind roared, and the cyan cold light flashed, and time seemed to stop at that moment. The two monks only felt that the green light in front of them was bright, their eyes were pierced by the strong light, and their bodies seemed to be held up by something.

A sword roar sounded, the monk only felt an itch in his eyelids, a drop of something like a liquid slipped off his face, and the bad news of the death of the senior brother seemed to be infinitely magnified in his heart, and the demon slaying pestle they swung out with all their strength no longer had the hegemony of subduing demons and eliminating demons, and their arms were no longer as powerful as just now.

The wind stops, the sand falls...... Nangong Ming's elegant figure appeared behind them, stepped forward to collect his sword, and Nangong Ming flicked the dust on his body......

"Do you hear the breeze coming......?"

The two monks stood in place, and as the weapons in their hands fell, wounds broke out one after another, thirteen, thirteen......

"Senior brother, you guys, damn it!" Zhenglun covered his chest that was still bleeding with one hand, he knew that they were going to be wiped out, but he couldn't die, he had the responsibility of being a master and should have died in battle, but if he also died here, then there would be no one to deliver the letter.

"If you attack the officials of the court, you shall be put to death. Dongfang Yao was still sitting on the ground, but at this moment, he heard a voice gradually sounding in the distance, and he knew that this time, the other party's assassination had completely failed.

As if responding to Dongfang Yao's words, just as Zhenglun threw the pestle in his hand at Nangong Ming, who was the only one who could fight, and wanted to escape, dozens of arrows came from the roof of the house next to him.

Zhenglun's eyes were wide open, his chest was stuffy, his limbs were even more cold and insensitive, he wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he could no longer make a sound, he remembered the trust of the prince of Ming Zheng before leaving, and he remembered the admonition of Zhenglu to him when he went north, but the qiē in front of him finally disappeared with the closure of his eyelids......

"Who is it?" Nangong Ming and Dongfang Yao looked at the roof at the same time, and a row of people in black quickly disappeared after confirming that the other party was dead.

"Well, the three-edged arrows, with bloodletting grooves on both sides, these are the arrows of the official family! Those black-clothed men just now were sergeants? Yin Zekai, Gao Shun, could it be the factory guards?" Nangong Ming pulled out one of the arrows on the corpse of the main wheel, and seemed to have a trace of understanding in his heart......

"My lord, my subordinates come to play, and they deserve death. Gao Shun came with a team of soldiers, since he learned that Lord Qincha had been attacked, it was so frightened that a Buddha ascended to heaven and the Buddha was born, and he didn't care about tidying up his clothes, so he hurriedly transferred out a hundred and ten soldiers who had strengthened the embankment, completely ignoring the supervision sent by Situ Hui, and rushed over non-stop.

"I said, uncle, if you come a little later, your nephew will be in a different place. Gao Yan was helped up by a soldier and came over with three shakes.

"My lord, are you in good health?" Gao Shun didn't pay attention to his nephew at all, and immediately knelt down in front of Nangong Ming and asked. He didn't dare not kneel, the governor was attacked in his own jurisdiction, it was a great crime to lose his head.

"I'm fine, thanks to Takahiko's magical secret weapon, oh no, the torch. Also, Ah Yao, you just pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger is really similar, since everyone is fine, it is better than anything else. Nangong Ming smiled, he already had a clear idea in his heart about this attack and all kinds of things in Fang Cai.

"Who said I'm fine, why don't you come and help Ben-sama back? Dongfang Yao tore open the pants on his right leg, and a hideous wound deep into the bone appeared.

"Ah Yao!" Nangong Ming saw Dongfang Yao's wound that was beaten out by Zhenglu, and immediately understood that Dongfang Yao just now was indeed on the line of life and death.

"You guys, don't go quickly!" Just as everyone carried the injured Dongfang Yao onto the sedan chair, not far from the crowd, an old man pulled the Shi Tianhao brothers and sisters, who were also injured, and a group of people prepared to leave quietly.

"Wait! Grab me. As Dongfang Yao spoke, Shi Tianhao and the others were immediately surrounded by heavily armed soldiers.

"You person, we will help you resist foreign enemies, you will actually take revenge!" Shi Tianhao scolded angrily, but obviously he was a little lacking in energy.

"Help, I see you're here to set up the seedlings!" Dongfang Yao glared at him, and with a wave of his right arm, the soldiers surrounding them immediately rushed up.

"My lord, my lord, I am from the Qinjiang Gang, and the leader of the Shi Lao Gang has a friendship with Yin Fu Yin, you don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, besides, Tianhao They did help the adult. Shi Tianhao and the others wanted to resist, but they were stopped by the old man who spoke, and obediently let the soldiers tie up.

"Hehe, Qinjiang Gang? Of course I know that you are the majestic Qinjiang Gang, and you shouldn't have mentioned anything Yin Fu Yin just now, he, did he take care of me? Someone, escort me back to the mansion, and wait for the fate!" Dongfang Yao snorted, and escorted back to the yamen of the Xiangcheng prefect with the old man who spoke......