Chapter 637: There are a lot of means
When Zhao Hai heard this, he immediately laughed.
He laughed straight into the sky, as if the whole person was about to turn over, this gesture once made Huiyong on the side a little confused, not knowing what Zhao Hai was laughing at.
Huiyong squinted slightly, and the faces of many senior monks behind him all changed.
"It seems that you still don't know much about me."
"Are you saying that you won't threaten the interests of the imperial court?"
Suddenly, Zhao Hai's eyes were as bright as torches, and he glared at each other angrily, "Do you know what I want?" β
"What I want is the peace of the country and the people, the smooth wind and rain, the unification of Great Qin, and the unity of the whole world at home and abroad, without the slightest opposition."
"At this point, I will never have any intersection with your Tianxin Temple."
"If I let you go, a demon monk full of evil, then how can I explain to those dead souls?"
"What kind of face do I have to be this emperor?"
"Old bald donkey, what are you bargaining with me now?"
Zhao Hai's roar echoed around him like thunder, which made many monks startled, and then there were turbulent waves in their hearts.
They didn't expect that in Zhao Hai's mind, they would look at Tianxin Temple like this.
Anyone in this world, when facing the emperor's roar, will instinctively have a sense of fear in their hearts, and for these many monks in the Tianxin Temple, it is naturally no exception.
The brocade guards were like frost at the moment, a strong murderous aura flashed in their eyes, and the bright blades in their hands were also aimed at the group of monks in front of them, as if as long as Zhao Hai gave the order to make a move, they would chop these people into meat sauce as soon as possible.
Huiyong's face changed, as if it was a little difficult to accept Zhao Hai's attitude, "Your Majesty, are you really going to kill us like this?" β
"The poor monk can't guarantee anything else, but if the poor monk does it with all his might, I'm afraid that there will be such a small problem in His Majesty's rule, and it should still be possible."
"You ......"
As he spoke, he found a snow-bright long sword, which was rapidly approaching him, it was the long sword of Ying Wuji beside Zhao Hai.
This is Zhao Hai's response, and this is Zhao Hai's final attitude towards him Huiyong.
Swords face each other, you live or die.
Hui Yong just turned sideways slightly, and dodged Ying Wuji's deadly sword, and the pillar behind him was also cut out of a large gap.
At this moment, for Huiyong, his unilateral negotiations, the peace talks he tried unilaterally, can already be said to have failed.
Then there is only one thing left, and that is to kill.
Zhao Hai stretched out the index finger of his right hand, pointed at Huiyong in front of him and said, "Take this demon monk for me!" β
"Kill this Tianxin Temple, and leave no piece of armor behind!"
"For the people of Great Qin, for those innocent dead souls, avenge the hatred!"
The long knives in the hands of the brocade guards were unsheathed one after another.
The battle was about to break out, and in an instant, the brocade guards and the monks in the hall stood together, and the sound of metal collision was endless.
At this time, the warrior monks in the Tianxin Temple did not plan to continue to hide anymore, they tore off the clothes on their bodies, and they were all bronze skin, full of strong muscles.
The monks in this hall are all warrior monks, and none of them are at ease to eat fasting and recite Buddha.
"Bang!" A bang.
Youjin Yiwei slashed at the monk in front of him with a sword, but there was a sound of gold and stone colliding.
It is a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt.
Zhao Hai's face was a little surprised, he didn't expect that in this world, when he was in Daqin, people would have been able to practice such martial arts.
When Hui Yong heard this, he smiled mysteriously, "How can the heavenly merit brought back from outside the territory be something you can figure out?" β
"The flesh is mortal, but after all, it is just an ant."
In the shadow of the sword and sword, Zhao Hai looked at Huiyong in front of him indifferently, "You have been hiding for so many years, and you are really tired of it." β
"Now that you have completely exposed your true colors and shown them to everyone, it can be regarded as a merit."
"However, your confession is too late, so you must pay the price for your previous sins!"
Hui Yong's face showed a wild and arrogant evil expression, looking at Zhao Hai, "Your Majesty, you are inevitably too naΓ―ve, from now on, it is not yet known who will kill the deer." β
"Originally, I didn't have a chance to move the king of the world."
"It's a pity that you yourself are too reckless, but you gave me this opportunity."
"If you don't come in person, I really can't do anything about you."
"All the sect members, grab the dog emperor in front of you, after the matter is completed, I will make you the Marquis of Wanhu! Reward the land and gold, livestock, cattle and horses, and countless slaves, if you work hard, you will have everything in this life! β
When he roared like this, it was as if he had given the monks in the hall a shot in the arm.
Everyone picked up the sword in their hands like crazy and slashed at Zhao Hai, wishing that they were the first person to make meritorious contributions.
"Bastard thing, you dare to rebel? Even you chickens and dogs dare to speak out in front of me! β
"Han Ying, do it, immediately arrest this old bald donkey of Huiyong, I really want to break his hands and feet!"
The monks in the Tianxin Temple showed disdain, they looked at the brocade guards under Zhao Hai, and slashed at them desperately.
And the brocade guards couldn't help them for a while.
The martial arts of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirts on their bodies are really a little tricky and strange.
If it weren't for the special training of the Jinyi guards, who had a wide range of means, I am afraid that they would have to be counterattacked and broken through by the many warrior monks of this Tianxin Temple.
Jueming, as well as the abbot of Ganghu and others, all showed a look of arrogance, holding swords in their hands, and slashed wildly at the Jinyi Guards and others in front of them.
"Zhao Hai, you emperor child, you come! Come and kill your monk grandpa! β
"We can't bear you for a long time, and you are still embarrassing our abbot Huiyong in this place, it is bearable, which is unbearable."
"The so-called Jinyi Wei is nothing more than that."
"If there's a seed, come and kill your grandfather!"
Ganghu rushed forward with people, and he also yelled arrogantly, "The dog emperor with a fart mouth, slandering our Tianxin Temple and forcing us to this part, you are really hateful!" β
"Poor monk, I stand still in this place, you can't help me!"
"Poof!" A sound, at the moment when the tiger roared.
A bright sword slashed through his neck, and then, a round head fell from Ganghu's shoulder.
This bloody scene immediately stunned everyone.
This...... How could it happen?
The monks were extremely confident in the martial arts taught to them by Abbot Huiyong, and they believed that as long as they practiced this martial arts, they could be invulnerable.
This has indeed been the case from the past.
But the scene in front of them was really unacceptable to them.