Chapter Seventy-Four: The sword intent floats for a hundred miles, and Chang Gong breaks through the predicament

Standing in front of him with his palm, he saw that the monk smiled slightly, and because of the slightest fluctuation in the little child's surprised expression, he said indifferently:

"Food, sex, and minced meat, but Erer. Passing, forgetting, the precepts, the shackles are troublesome. The little monk traveled thousands of miles, but in a moment, his neck fell on the pillow, his eyes were closed, and it was a thousand years.

The monk's remarks came out casually, although the little two heard it clearly, and he didn't know the essentials, but he also felt that it was quite reasonable, his head was frequent, and he quickly took out three meat bags from the cage drawer, packed them in paper bags, and handed them to the monk, and the tone became much more respectful:

"Monk, blame me for being too talkative, take this meat bun well, keep it fresh and delicious. ”

After a salute, the monk slowly stretched out his right hand and leaned out towards the bag of meat, just as the fingertips just touched the paper bag, a breeze blew on his face, blowing the monk's long eyebrows and whiskers with the wind, and the Zen staff in his hand also shook violently, and the nine rings collided with each other crazily, making a piercing and rapid sound.

The outstretched right hand was stunned, the monk's eyes flashed with a solemn look, his left hand grasped the scepter tightly, and then struck it lightly towards the ground, the Zen staff immediately stopped trembling, and the nine rings also quieted down, as if everything that had happened before was like an illusion.

This magical scene stunned the little two who bought the buns, and saw that the monk was like seeing a living Buddha, taking the paper bag in the small second-hand, and the original dignified look of Heshan was gone, and he bowed to the little two, then clubbed the scepter, turned away, and gradually disappeared into the noisy crowd.

On the broken passenger ship, Brother Yang was holding the rope in his hand, flying towards the hole at a high speed, seeing that the hole was no more than an inch away from him, a mighty sword intent wrapped himself, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, this figure couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that the man with two swords was about to approach the entrance of the cave, Xiao Yueming had to release his sword intent to suppress the other party, originally according to Xiao Yueming's plan, he was preparing to take out the sword intent to interfere when the energy and internal strength of the three were about to be exhausted, and he might be able to kill one person, but now he had to show his hole cards in advance.

Although it is not the best time to release the sword intent at this time, Xiao Yueming will not waste this opportunity, seeing that the man with two swords looked frightened, and the speed of his progress suddenly decreased, Xiao Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the internal force was poured into the long sword in his hand, and the strong internal force shook the sleeve robe of the right hand holding the sword, and with a low shout, the withered leaf sword move reappeared, and the dense snow-bright sword light broke away from the blade, forming a sword net that exuded terrifying fluctuations in mid-air, and saw that the sword net was like a fishing net, throwing towards Brother Yang, a swimming fish。

Just this moment of pause, the originally good situation was instantly reversed, as if it had become a naked killing situation! Brother Yang couldn't care about the target at this time, at this moment of life and death, Brother Yang forcibly twisted his body in the air, his face was extremely distorted, and he had to protect his chest with his double swords, and firmly protect his vital parts.

It's not that Brother Yang doesn't resist, but at this time, Brother Yang is already in the air, and he can't borrow his strength at all, and the opponent's moves are attacking from top to bottom, and the right time and place are all occupied, Brother Yang has to try his best to defend, if he attacks rashly, he will definitely die.

The narrow eyes flashed with determination, Brother Yang clenched his back molars tightly, the dazzling sword net in his eyes carried a terrifying power getting closer and closer, and a thick death aura came towards him, making Brother Yang have a strong sense of suffocation.

"Ah~"

A hoarse roar, Brother Yang was like a wounded beast, the dazzling sword net instantly enveloped it, only to see Brother Yang in the sword net protect the double knife in front of him, the dense sword slashed on the double knife, and burst out layer of fire one after another, and there were no other parts of the double knife to resist, it was very miserable, the cold sword light cut through the flesh and blood without hindrance, and the blood flowers immediately splashed in the air, except for the chest and head, Brother Yang's body was already blurred at the moment of contact with the sword net.

After the sword net, Brother Yang's clothes were broken, he was covered in blood, and he staggered and landed on the deck.

"Poof"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Brother Yang's figure was already shaky, and he inserted the knife into the deck, holding the handle of the knife, so that he could stand firmly.

A move of withered leaves did not kill the opponent, Xiao Yueming was not disappointed, although it was easy to defeat, but if you want to cut the second-rate martial artist under the sword, it is even more difficult, just like a battle with the Guanzhu, Xiao Yueming also paid a great price to behead him, although the strength of this Brother Yang is not as good as the Huangsha Guanzhu, but he is also a real second-rate master, how can it be so easy to die.

The general took the opportunity to slash out a sword, Song Yu and the two of them quickly came, turned around suddenly, Xiao Yueming Qingyuan crossed his chest, blocking Song Yu's iron arm and Huang Fei's silver knife, and a strong force came immediately, Xiao Yueming did not take it hard, his body slowly retreated, and his feet stepped on the deck to unload the force.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~"

Xiao Yueming took a few steps back, leaving deep footprints on the deck with each step, stabilizing his body, Qing Yuan flicked it, a round of sword light flashed, the sound of the sword sounded one after another, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, Xiao Yueming's eyes calmly looked at the three people in front of him.

After repelling Xiao Yueming, Song Yu and the two hurriedly came to Brother Yang's side and supported him, Brother Yang's face was full of haze, quite ugly, and he shook off Song Yu's hands that were supporting him, and looked at the black-clothed sword-wielding man standing not far away with fierce eyes.

Secretly inhaled, the internal force slowly flowed through the dense sword wounds on his body, the stinging pain was unbearable, Brother Yang held two knives in his hand, played a knife flower, and wanted to rush towards Xiao Yueming, but at this moment, a dull horn sound came from a distance.

Brother Yang's figure that was about to attack stopped instantly, and looked in the direction from which the horn came, only to see a fleet of ships appear on the sea in the distance, and seven warships with military flags formed a triangular queue, sailing violently from afar, and after the horn sounded, the moving war drums also sounded.

The low sound of war drums spread to every corner of the passenger ship, and Brother Yang glared at the man in black fiercely, he had to admit that it was this person who completely destroyed all their plans of action.

Brother Yang saw that the warship had come, and if he didn't leave at this time, he was afraid that he would really die here, and then said in an unwilling tone:

"Let's go!"

With Brother Yang speaking, Song Yu and Huang Fei did not hesitate, the three of them turned around and rushed towards the edge of the deck, jumped into the vast sea.

Quan Anwu, who was fighting on the ruins, also heard the sound of the horn and the war drums, and then after the chord elder fought a palm, he also laughed and flew up, his head full of withered hair dancing in the air with the wind, and the thin figure also fell into the sea, stirring up a splash on the surface of the sea.