Born in Luoyang, died in Beibei.

Zhu Ju died like a wild dog.

Before he was imprisoned by King Yi, this county king can be said to have the power of life and death, the life of all the people, and the supreme and noble descendant of the heavenly family.

What rape and murder of people's daughters and then murder of the whole family are all unscrupulous.

Mo Kui looked at the body of the little county king, and said to a few monks: "The poor monk is here to deal with it, don't ask too much, and pretend to be okay when you go back?" ”

"Senior Brother Duyi!"

The more fierce Mo Kui's tone and attitude became, the more certain the monks and soldiers were that he was carrying out the orders of the upper echelons.

They even thought that this fierce and vicious warrior monk must be a capable disciple of a certain elder in the lower courtyard of Dharma.

The sect leader still thought in his heart that since he followed this senior brother to kill the king of Yongning County, he should keep his mouth shut.

As long as the mouth is tight, if the elders want to use a person who is safe in the future, isn't that me!

People are sophisticated, and if you do things successfully, you will have favors.

A few monks bowed with their hands very eye-catching and said goodbye to Mo Kui.

Mo Tiexiong also made a Buddhist ritual, and when a few monks and soldiers left, he found a flat place, shoveled away the snow and mud with a cane, made a dirt pit a few times, and put Zhu Ju in it.

The respect of the king, no coffin, no coffin, no straw mat, no soil and no trees. It was hastily buried.

Mo Kui, who was born as a salt lord, recited Amitabha Buddha very casually. touched the bald head that was blown a little cold by the wind, and turned straight away.

Not far from the place where the king of Xiaojun was buried, horses were killed, and some cavalrymen wearing mandarin duck jackets were torn off their horses, rolled down to the dust, and were beaten to death by eating iron rods.

Torches fell to the ground, and snow burned.

The guards who hurriedly stepped forward to reinforce were united with the remaining dozens of cavalry and fought to the death with the mad tiger-like Shaolin monks.

General Wu took the lead, leading sixteen hussars to sweep over from the flanks like a tornado, and these family members lifted a dozen three-eyed fire guns, almost to the distance of hand-to-hand combat, and fired at the faces of those monks and soldiers one by one! Bang! Bang!

Thunder and fire accompanied the thunderbolt, and the iron sand shot violently.

A fire bolt greeted, and in the miserable shout, he knocked down six or seven monks on the spot, and there were also agile monks and soldiers, who dodged in advance, but Wu Chang's family Ding Iron Cavalry picked up the three-eyed gun that shot into the air as an iron bone with a handle, and the whirlwind flew, knocked down the dodging monks, and urged the horses to step over!

Open a gap instantly!

Wu Changren was on the horse, his body was very low, the sword in his hand turned, and a yaksha probed the sea, and directly pushed away the big stick smashed by a monk, and flew up a sword directly on the throat of the enemy!

A little red mark spread, and the man was killed by the sword.

Wu Chang turned his horse, and when the horse galloped, he started to chase the wind with a sword, which was swift and incoherent, and pierced into the back of a monk's neck, and the tip of the sword pierced out of his mouth.

The men and horses were staggered, General Wu flew up and kicked the right leg on the stirrup, and at the same time as the monk's corpse fell, Wu Chang's wrist flipped the long sword upside down, and quickly put half of Su Qin's back sword behind him, separating the stick that jumped up behind him and swept towards the hip of the horse!

Wu Chang's legs clamped the horse's belly, and the mount ran three zhang away, and when he turned around, he saw that the leader of the monk who attacked his horse was a monk and a leader, but the head of the sect was the junior brother of the team who was killed by him with a sword, and he flew up a stick to hurt the horse.

General Wu's face was cold, the long sword swung, a white rainbow through the void, the sword edge slightly towards the neck of the sect leader, the monk shouted, struggled to erect the iron rod, almost blocked in front of him, the sword touched the stick lightly, and the neck narrowly brushed.

The head monk did not wait to rejoice, at least eight riding spears from three directions, quickly poked in, eight family members followed the general, spears from the eye sockets, neck, chest and abdomen, belly, many places are poked through.

General Wu didn't look at it, and continued to urge his mount, wielding his sword, poking, stabbing, picking, and cutting! In the midst of the war horse's circle, the white snake has been spit out three times in a row!

The white snake spits out the letter, and the sword light is dazzling! Immediately, three monks and soldiers covered their eyes and retreated, stabbing three monks blind in an instant.

The horse neighed, and the sword light chased north.

Sixteen hussars danced their spears one after another, galloping horses in a roundabout way, stepping on snow and splitting spears, unstoppable.

On a winter night, the horse breaks the siege, chasing the wind and electricity!

The morale of the Luoyang army was greatly boosted, and a group of light horsemen rose from the depression, brandishing their waist knives and urging their horses wildly, cooperating with Wu Chang's assault from the other side.

The soldiers under the foot followed closely with the Ma army, running in the direction of General Wu and waving their spears, swearing to fight back!

Wu Xun generals, Wu Chang, the commander of King Yi's guards, led a battlefield by himself.

The offensive and defensive forces on the battlefield have changed for the time being.

In the middle of the battle, I saw two family members in the distance running over on horseback, but the spears were lost, just pulling the riding bow in their hands, shooting with arrows from a distance, and the two heavy horsemen shot more than ten arrows, breaking through the obstacles of the monks and soldiers, and the two people who were beaten away by Mo Kui's spear ran to Wu Chang.

"The King of Yongning County was taken away by a monk!"

Not to mention the loss of the two family members, Zhu Ju also let the monk take it away? In this battle, the total destruction of the Shaolin Dharma Lower House is a goal, and it is more important to exchange Zhiwu for the small county king.

That's the son of Prince Yi, not to mention that his title still has a lot of cards to play in the Yongning fiefdom.

Wu Chang felt that it must be too late to dump Meng Yishan, so he could only try to destroy all the Shaolin monks and soldiers.

Lao Mengren was in the battle array, and was surrounded by the five-person stick formation of the Shaolin monks, he messed with the stick and did not mess up, the butterfly dance seven spins of the light skill made a full ten, the body is vertical and horizontal, dodge like electricity, and successively avoided the five iron rods lined up in the mountains and seas, and the killing moves that hit like a storm.

The shadow of the stick flies, like a dragon in the sea.

Shrimp and crabs in the sea, how to fight Longwei.

Meng Yishan's figure was shaky, and he counterattacked with a knife, and under this ferocious offensive, he launched the Fubo knife technique, the sword light was Huo Huo, and the light was split, and the five Shaolin sticks were intercepted for a while.

The stick beat was urgent, and the five monks came out of the stick in a row, and they hit it fiercely!

Captain Meng held a treasure knife in his hand, or dodged, or waved a knife to provoke, occasionally hiding behind the knife, and counterattacking fiercely! Among the straight stick monks, the one with the most sluggish body movement.

Several monks and soldiers changed their moves quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they switched directions, and when Lao Meng Chong came over, a row of stick shadows immediately smashed their heads and faces.

Meng Yishan withdrew and dodged, and he had spare strength.

In fact, he also took care of the surrounding battlefields, and when he saw that only two of the four rangers sent by Wu Chang came back, Mo Kui was probably successful.

Since the head arrest in Luoyang, the cause and effect of Liu Qiaomei's father and daughter murder case have been retribution to today.

Meng Yishan is out of the knife, the knife is out and there is no return, the panwang divine knife!

The monks had never seen such a fast and dangerous knife. I can't see the path of the knife at all.

Four knives in a row, each knife is a burst of energy, invincible.

The stick is broken, the person is dead, under the divine knife of the Miao Jiang sword demon in the past, the four monks are all dead, and the remaining monk with an iron rod is broken and flies back wildly, and a vertical blood line has been cut out of the brain, and the line is almost killed on the spot.

The monk couldn't help but feel fear, the devil in the knife!

The monk who lived under the knife for the rest of his life was stunned for a while, not daring to attack, not daring to flee, but was frightened by a knife.