"Spiritual Void! You sanctimonious bastard! Have the ability to come out and fight with me in a dignified manner! ”

Downstairs under the fox fairy who was dyed blood, the crazy Lingcheng monk was tirelessly wielding his knife, but looking at the past, the only ones who could stand and pant were Tianquan and the white pure monk.

After the blood wave swept away, the stumps and broken arms all over the ground made others think that this was the scene of the eighteenth layer of hell, and at this moment, Tianquan had deep self-blame in addition to thick anger.

He blamed himself for his powerlessness, and could only watch these chivalrous warriors being innocently killed by Lingcheng monks, and he didn't even have the ability to save the entire corpse for the other party.

The white monk opposite, the unchanged smile on his face at this moment has been replaced by sorrow, and at his feet lies a blood-stained half of his body Amu, who does not know his life and death, if it weren't for this bearded man who blocked a key knife for him, I am afraid that there will be one more person lying on the ground at this moment.

"Spiritual Void - Spiritual Void!"

Monk Lingcheng shouted wildly, and once again swung the bloody knife at the two people who were standing, Tianquan dodged in embarrassment, and the sword light flashed from the side of his right arm, almost leaving one arm.

In the distance, looking at this terrifying scene, Zhao Zijun and Zhao Ziyi were already vomiting, not to mention going to help, whether they could walk back on their own was a question.

And Lu Hanjiang and Huangfu Xiaoyuan are still able to keep their faces unchanged, not because they are cold-blooded and ruthless, but because they have seen a similar situation seven years ago.

Both of them have experienced the battle of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and such a scene has long been unable to move them, compared to this hellish scroll-like scene, the name shouted by the crazy monk makes them quite concerned.

"If I remember correctly, Lingxu is the name of the abbot of Northern Shaolin, right?" Lu Hanjiang touched his chin and asked.

"Yes," Huangfu Xiaoyuan said, "The abbot of Northern Shaolin Lingxu has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is rumored that he is old, and it seems that he is planning to retire." ”

"This kind of nonsense also deceives the idlers in the teahouse."

Lu Hanjiang pouted disdainfully and said: "That old Taoist priest in Wudang can still lift a sword to kill, Lingxu, this old monk, I estimate that there is absolutely no problem for him to hold out for another ten years." ”

Seeing that the crazy Lingcheng monk kept cursing Lingxu, Huangfu Xiaoyuan said curiously: "This lotus temple, could it be that there is a contradiction with Northern Shaolin?" ”

"Who knows, it is common for Buddhist sects to communicate with each other, and they are disciples of the same generation, so it is not unusual for them to have a grudge at once."

Lu Hanjiang paused, and then said: "What I'm curious about is why the Lingcheng monk of this Lotus Temple can use the Blood Demon Sword Technique, no matter how blind Ghost Li is, it is impossible to pass on this magic skill to an outsider, right?" And this man is also a monk on the right path. ”

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Although he was very reluctant to mention the topic of Li Ghost Hand, since Lu Hanjiang asked, Huangfu Xiaoyuan also took the opportunity to say: "The Demon Dao Sword King has only become famous as the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the past ten years, but it was more than ten years ago that he started to wander the rivers and lakes, perhaps, it was the friends he once made?" ”

It is not uncommon to have such speculations, such as Yan Fengyun, the deputy leader of the beggar gang, and Zijing, the head of the Xuehua Palace, these are all friends made by Li Ghost before he became famous, if it wasn't for Lu Hanjiang to get the news by accident, no one would have thought that such an unrelated three people would actually travel through the rivers and lakes together.

"Probably not," Lu Hanjiang thought for a while and said, "'Tyrant Sword King Kong' became famous earlier than Li Ghost Hand, if he had already learned the Blood Demon Sword Technique, it would not be Ghost Li's turn to make this martial art famous." ”

Before employing people, the basic background check Lu Hanjiang will still let Jinyiwei do it, the monk King Kong Lingcheng, although the nickname is fierce, but this person has not had any bad reputation.

The sword refers to the blade he is good at, and the word King Kong describes his rigidity, if Lingcheng kills every time he kills a sea of blood, he has long been criticized for being too murderous in the monks.

What's more, from the current point of view, this Lingcheng monk not only has a problem with his martial arts, but also this person's spirit is unstable to a certain extent, Lu Hanjiang has long been keenly aware that the bell released by the Baijing monk twice before and after is the same.

But the affected Lingguan monk just suddenly panicked and was defeated, how could it be the turn of the Lingcheng monk to go crazy and kill indiscriminately.

And judging from the expression of the white pure monk who was difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, it was obvious that the madness of the Lingcheng monk was also unexpected by him.

"Brother Yue, Miss Yue, we don't care how the great monk's martial arts were learned, we must first think of how to rescue the Taoist leader." On that side, Zhao Ziyi, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly endured the churning of the stomach pouch and spoke.

This is an honest saying, now the Lingcheng monk does not distinguish between the enemy and me, the Tianquan and Baijing monks on the field are his targets, one is not good, in case the long break and the demon monk runs away, then the fun will be great.

"Personally, I really want to see how many more swords Master Lingcheng can make...... Joke, Brother Zhao doesn't need to worry, if you want me to say, this rescue is also coming soon, they will be fine. Lu Hanjiang said with a smile.

This is not his casual nonsense, as early as when Tianquan led people to kill the fox fairy downstairs, there was a guy dressed as a guy in the building who went out secretly, looking at the direction, it should be going to the county, as for why Lu Hanjiang saw it but didn't stop it...... What does this have to do with him, hey.

Having said that, it is estimated that the Baijing monk wants to find the county commander Fang Huayu to help deal with the aftermath, this is indeed a good move, after all, Tianquan has come again and again, and it is annoying and annoying, and the business of Fox Immortal Building is not done, if it is Lu Hanjiang, it is estimated that he will do the same.

It's just that they probably didn't expect that the big variable of Lingcheng Monk is okay now, and they don't need to think about the crime, but whether such a big criminal can be won has become a new problem.

Having said that, Lu Hanjiang's mouth is quite clever today, and he just opened his mouth to talk like this, Fang Huayu's people have really arrived.

"Stop! The magistrate is here! Don't hurry up and put away all your swords! A black-faced catcher arrived and led people to surround the Fox Fairy Tower.

Tianquan saw that the county government's errand arrived, instead of breathing a sigh of relief, he was worried, after all, according to Zhao Ziyi, this county magistrate would not be on their side.

At this time, there was a stalemate in the field, the words of the black-faced head catcher fell, but none of the three people standing obeyed the order, Tianquan and the Baijing monk were worried that the Lingcheng monk would suddenly burst out, and they didn't dare to stop easily.

Monk Lingcheng, on the other hand, turned his gaze and stared at the black-faced headhunter, and the bloody knife in his hand seemed to be ready to move.

"Presumptuous! In front of the magistrate, he dared to use swords! Could it be that you want to assassinate the officials of the imperial court?! ”

No one obeyed the order to make the black-faced catcher embarrassed, he strode forward, stretched out his hand to snatch the ring knife of the Lingcheng monk, Tianquan was a little conscientious, and shouted "Be careful" in advance.

Lingcheng monk was not in a conscious state, and when he saw that someone was about to grab the knife, he immediately slashed it back, and the black-faced head catcher was taken aback, he had some martial arts, and immediately crossed the knife in his hand to resist.

In a hurry, he was cut back more than ten steps by this knife, and his feet made two deep marks on the ground.

He scolded angrily, "You—you bald ass! Dare to attack the officials of the imperial court! ”

At this time, Monk Lingcheng couldn't listen to these words, he missed the knife, raised the knife and slashed again, and the surrounding servants were robbed of momentum by the terrifying blood light on his knife, and they all stopped, not daring to step forward.

Seeing that this black-faced catcher was about to die in Huangquan, an angry shout suddenly sounded in the distance: "Evil obstacle! Don't stop yet! ”

Surprisingly, the Lingcheng monk, who had already killed the red-eyed monk, really stopped the movement in his hand under this sound, Lu Hanjiang frowned slightly, threw away the stone in his hand, and looked back at the source of the voice: "Lion roar gong?" ”

Not far behind everyone, the abbot of the Lotus Temple hurried in with a few gray-robed monks.