Previously, at the bridgehead, when the Pu knife in Ning Que's hand met the iron rod in the hands of the two ascetic monks, there was a heavy impact sound, and then the opponent's iron staff was shaken away, and he immediately slashed the other party to death with two knives.

At this time, when the simple knife in his hand met the iron rod that roared through the air, it made a slight soft sound, which sounded like a brush being burned by the flame of an oil lamp.

The reason why this is so is because the cultivation of the staff bearer is far better than that of the ascetic monk at the bridgehead, and the iron rod is carrying the vitality of heaven and earth, both the speed and the stability are very powerful, and correspondingly, Ning Que's sword is also more powerful, so when the two meet, the iron rod is not knocked away but breaks directly from it!

The upper end of the iron rod flew over Ning Que's shoulder, smashing a big hole in the eaves of the nunnery painted with oil paintings, and the lower half that was somewhat sharp by Pu Dao was held in the hand by the man and continued to stab Ning Que's lower abdomen, accompanied by a terrible and resentful shout, the man slapped Ning Que's face!

Ning Que clearly felt the deep Buddhist aura on the other party's left hand, and he had already sensed that the iron rod that had smashed through the eaves in the half section was flying back at high speed. At this time, his lower abdomen was a sharp iron rod in front of him, and there was an iron rod that was about to attack his back, coupled with that withered palm, it was actually three enemies, which was very dangerous.

But he didn't panic. Master Yan Se once relayed to him a passage of Sword Saint Liu Bai's words: The sword is thousands of miles long, less than a foot in front of him, and he who has started to practice in the middle of the way, just like Ye Hongyu, knows very well how to defeat these seemingly powerful cultivators. What is a real battle?

At this time, the momentum of Pu Dao's upward teasing was not endless, and he couldn't return to his front in a hurry, the two iron rods were attacked back and forth, and the dry hands had arrived, Ning Que did not hesitate to let go of the handle of his right hand, and his left hand reached out like lightning, and slapped away the half of the iron rod that pierced the lower abdomen with one palm. Then he ravaged forward and slammed a punch into the man's face with precision.

There were two crisp sounds, and Ning Que turned back. With his right hand wrapped in the air, he re-grasped the Pu knife that had not yet had time to fall, followed by two snapping sounds. The two iron rods smashed to the ground one after another, and the man screamed sadly, covered his face and stepped back again and again, and slapped Ning Que's left hand back long ago.

No matter how wonderful the cultivation method is, after all, it needs to be controlled by people, and as long as you knock down your people, how can you let those cultivation methods continue to be useful?

However, the battle is not over.

The thick gauze outside the window of the nunnery suddenly floated up, and then the pieces broke and cracked into countless plain pale flowers, because the gauze curtain was extremely thick. So those braids also seem a little fat, but they have a suffocating meaning, giving people a strong feeling that if you let these gauze flowers cover your cheeks, you will no longer be able to breathe any air.

The Pu Dao held in Ning Que's right hand trembled at high speed in the air around him. Like countless bolts of lightning, he easily picked off those yarn flowers and shattered them, and then he swept lightly into the depths of the nunnery.

There is a statue of Buddha in the depths of the temple, and there is an incense burner and a bell in front of the Buddha statue. There are also two futons, one of which has a young girl sitting on the futon, carrying the door of the nunnery, and on the other futon sits an old woman who is vomiting blood, who was the one who was first attacked by Ning Que with an iron rod, but was knocked down by Ning Que with a punch.

The blade broke through the air, and then fell lightly and skillfully on the girl's neck, Ning Que looked at the girl's back, there was no emotion on her face, and said, "Two, long time no see." ”

The old woman propped up the ground, got up with difficulty, sat on the futon, stared at Ning Que resentfully, and said, "If you want to meet, why not in the underworld?"

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, the expression on her face was naturally mean, although her eyes were resentful, but in the depths of her eyes, she could faintly see the despair of dead silence, it was Aunt Qu Nimadi.

The girl on the futon turned around, her pale cheeks were still as charming as flowers, but her expression was very lonely and numb, and the green silk was tied in her hat, looking like a nun who was concentrating on cultivating her heart, it was the Lu Chenjia.

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In the late autumn of the sixteenth year of the Apocalypse, there was a big battle in the Rotten Ke Temple, and the first treasure tree master of the Hanging Temple Discipline Institute died on the spot. Qu Nima Di was sad, thinking of the death of Dao Shi, she was even more disheartened, after returning to China, she went to the Yuelun Country Master to retreat in this nunnery in the White Pagoda Temple, and gradually became a tree.

The Lu Chenjia has experienced many changes, and he has also despaired, and the roots of his love have gradually broken and withered, so he hid in this nunnery with his aunt, and ate fasting and chanting in front of the Buddha statue all day long.

In this regard, the two most famous and highest-ranking women in the Yuelun Country cut off the red dust, did not ask about the world, only sought peace in the nunnery, and passed a year peacefully, without any contact with the outside world.

They didn't know that Ning Que and Sang Sang were still alive, and they didn't know that these two people had come to Chaoyang City, even the bell that rang throughout the city before, and they didn't make the two people who were like ashes have any reaction, until Ning Que came to the White Pagoda Temple, walked on the narrow bridge, and killed the two ascetic monks, they didn't react.

"I really didn't expect that if you were still alive, you would come to the moon wheel. ”

Qu Ni Ma Di wiped the blood from her lips, stared at Ning Que's face with resentment, suddenly understood the truth, and laughed maniacally: "It seems that you and the daughter of the Hades King have been chased very badly, this is really a happy thing." ”

This aunt of the very high rank of the Buddhist sect, this year's heart has indeed been like water, and even like death, but hatred is really the most powerful force in the world, at this time, seeing Ning Que, who she hated the most, appeared in front of her, her expression suddenly became vivid, giving birth to endless hatred.

Lu Chenjia didn't expect that Ning Que and Sang Sangran were still alive, looking at Sang Sang on Ning Que's back, like the indifferent expression of the petals in the ice, the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated, and he looked very confused.

Ning Que looked at the two and didn't speak, because there was no need to speak at this time.

The extremely powerful and terrifying aura outside the gate of the West City forced him to turn back, and the people in Chaoyang City and the cultivators of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism chased him and there was really no way to escape, so he came to the nunnery to rest temporarily, and waited for the change he had been waiting for, Qu Ni Ma Di and Lu Chenjia were just his hostages.

In winter, when he came to Baita Temple to study Buddhism and read the scriptures, he secretly investigated the environment in the temple. He noticed that there was something wrong with the island in the middle of the lake, and although he couldn't get close, he saw an ascetic monk with an iron rod often entering and leaving the island. He had seen the ascetic monk in the wasteland back then, and knew that it was Qu Ni Ma Di and Lu Chenjia's guard, and then he observed it several times, and he basically determined that Qu Ni Ma Di and Lu Chen Jia should be hidden in this nunnery.

Outside the hermitage, the crow of a crow sounded. Ning Que took out a rope made of hard cowhide nitrate and tied Qu Ni Ma Di and Lu Chenjia to death. Then he walked to the curtains, looked through the petal-shaped holes, and saw the black crows circling and flying in the air.

Late autumn last year. When Ning Que took Sang Sang to live in that small courtyard, a black crow flew in and perched on the branch. For more than ten days, a black crow flew every day, which was strange and uneasy to him, but after that, the two sides were safe, and he gradually stopped caring about it.

Who would have thought that today these black crows have become the biggest enemies of him and Sangsang, in Chaoyang City before, if it weren't for these black crows, he might have hidden with Sangsang a long time ago, and he might even have fled.

Ning Que didn't understand why these black crows appeared in the small courtyard. Why do you always follow yourself today, the biggest possibility is naturally the breath of Hades on Sang Sang's body, but if the black crow represents bad luck, shouldn't it help Sang Sang? Why do you use this way to expose Sang Sang's position?

Whatever the reason. He had to kill these black crows, otherwise no matter how great his ability was, even if the change he was waiting for finally came, he and Sangsang would eventually end up in a dead end, and he wanted to kill these crows in the process of fleeing before. It's just that I haven't had time, and I can't spare my hands.

His right hand landed on the window tower, and with a slight force, he pinched off a piece of window wood, and then crushed it into a dozen pieces of gravel, and threw it at the black crow in the air diagonally above.

The very light window wood fragments, containing the majestic qi, suddenly turned into a hard stone, sneering through the air and flying, the momentum is like a terrifying crossbow, those black crows did not have time to react, they were hit hard, only to listen to a few screams, the black feathers fell one after another, and the crows fell to the ground.

Ning Que felt a little relieved, but what shocked him was that a moment later, the ugly cries of crows sounded around the nunnery again, and the figures of those black crows appeared again in the air under the clouds!

Can't these black crows be killed?

There are more and more people in the White Pagoda Temple, especially on the shore of the Housi Lake, there is a dense crowd, and even some people are squeezed into the lake, and there are countless archers around the narrow bridge, and more than 100 Buddhist disciples and more than 10 divine guards are vigilantly looking at the nunnery on the island in the middle of the lake.

Looking at the shore from the window of the nunnery, he could see hundreds of people pressed by the black pressure at a glance, Ning Que knew that the crowd was far more than these numbers, and there were thousands or even tens of thousands of people behind them, and those people were eager to rush into the nunnery, bite off the flesh and blood on themselves and Sang Sang's bodies one by one, and then burn them to death at the stake, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I really can't understand why you're so stupid as to hide in this dead place. Qu Ni Ma Di looked at his back, with a mean and mocking look on her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you think that by taking the two of us hostage, you can let people let the daughter of the Hades King go? You are so naïve." ”

Ning Que didn't look back, and said: "Your voice is very ugly, just like those crows in the sky, if you want to see how Sang Sang and I are torn to pieces, I will advise you to shut up at this time." ”

Qu Ni Ma Di laughed, looking very happy, she really wanted to see how Ning Que and Sang Sang died, so she chose to keep her mouth shut for the time being.

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In the imperial palace not far from the White Pagoda Temple.

The Lord of the Moon Wheel looked at the bloodied man on the stretcher in front of him, waved his arms and said sharply: "Lord Commander, don't you understand what your decision means?

Luo Kedi, the leader of the Xiling Temple's divine guards, was lying weakly on a stretcher, his throat was wrapped in thick gauze, and he couldn't speak at all, but his eyes were still so awe-inspiring and strong.

Master Qimei stood beside the stretcher, titheed with one hand to the lord of the country, and said: "Your Majesty, please understand the current situation, what are the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism for, at such a great price. Since Ning Que brought the daughter of the Hades King to death at this time, we should seize this opportunity. ”

Luo Kedi was still speechless, and could only snort coldly with his nose.

Qi Mo said again in a slow voice: "In order to save the people in the world, I don't think anyone is unwilling to sacrifice their lives, the people in Chaoyang City are so brave, how can Aunt Qu and Princess Chenjia be cowardly and greedy?"

The face of the Lord of the Moon Wheel Country became extremely gloomy, his fists were clenched, but his eyes began to flicker and he was extremely struggling and hesitant - the Moon Wheel Country is a Buddha Country, and it is deeply influenced by the Buddha Sect and can even be said to be directly accused, and the Xiling Temple is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence in the world, at this time, both the Buddha and the Dao sect have expressed their attitudes, no matter how tough he is, he has no power to prevent this terrible thing from happening.

The Lord of the Moon Wheel took a deep breath and said slowly, "Since that's the case......"

"Why not wait any longer. ”

In the quiet palace, someone suddenly said something.

Suddenly speaking, the person who stopped the Lord of the Moon Wheel from making a decision immediately was a person who no one could have imagined. is not the prime minister of the Moon Wheel Kingdom, nor is it the queen who feels sorry for her daughter, but an old red-clothed priest, who is one of the three red-clothed priests who walked out of the palace before, but I don't know when he returned to the palace.

The red-clothed priest said calmly: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, Ning Que and ...... Since the daughter of Hades has already entered the place of death, why rush for a while?"

Hearing this, Luo Kedi, who was lying on the stretcher, was furious, pointing at the red-clothed priest with his finger, trembling with anger, but he was speechless.

The other two Xiling red-clothed priests stepped forward, completely ignoring Luo Kedi's shocked and suspicious gaze, looked at everyone expressionlessly and said, "We also have the same opinion, God has the virtue of a good life. ”

Qimei's expression changed suddenly, he didn't understand at all, why these priests from the Xiling Divine Temple would say such a thing, Heaven has the virtue of a good life, when did the Dao Sect become so gentle and compassionate?

These red-clothed priests of the Xiling Temple only rushed to Taoshan a few days ago, holding the instructions of the master of the sect and the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne in their hands, so no one doubted that these three red-clothed priests were all proficient in divine arts, and the Xiling Temple was worried about the heavy casualties of the people of Chaoyang City, so they specially sent them over.

Luo Kedi's pupils suddenly shrank, thinking of a possibility, and almost at the same time, Qimei also thought of it, frowned slightly, looked at the three red-clothed priests, and asked, "Which temple are you from?"

The old red-clothed priest at the head said calmly, "Temple of Light." ”

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