One against seven.

Hanging Moon took off the Buddha beads from his neck, twisted them in his right hand and slowly plucked them, closed his eyes and whispered: "The old monk holds the body and bows to Zen Jiazi Nian, and asks himself to get rid of the sea of suffering. However, in the past, I was so indulged in self-cultivation that I did not benefit sentient beings, and I received the great wisdom of my Buddha but failed to benefit others, sin! "His face was calm and solemn, with a little regret, but he did not see the slightest fear. The world only knows that his martial arts attainments are rare in the world, but they do not know that his Buddhist cultivation is even more profound, and he has reached the great wisdom realm of "emptiness is color, color is emptiness, and color is emptiness".

"The name of the master is spread all over the world. Today's battle is not what I wanted. I don't want to get the blood of high virtue, I hope to ask the master to achieve nirvana on his own. The younger generation is grateful!" Bodhicitta took two steps, took off the black cloak on his head, removed the ghost hand in his palm, bowed slightly, and put his hands together in a bow, and said with a straight face. Although he is not a Buddhist, and he has no mercy, he sincerely admires martial arts masters such as Hanging Yue, and persuades him to make a decision on his own.

Hanging Yue replied with a salute and chuckled: "There is no extinction from life, there is no life without extinction; If there is no self-nature in birth and death, then nirvana is nothing more than being born towards death. The donors want the monk to attain nirvana, but how can the monk not attain nirvana?"

Bodhicitta was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought to himself: it must be that the old monk knew that there was no way to live, and he did not want to die to create and kill again, so he really wanted to die with his hands tied. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately bowed and said: "In this case, please also ask the master to fulfill it!"

After listening to Hanging Yue's words, the seven people including Resentful Changsheng and Demon Slayer all showed joy on their faces, and they all thought: "This old monk is so powerful in martial arts, if he really wants to fight to the death, he can take his life, but I am afraid that I and the other seven people will also be killed and injured." Now that he is willing to make a decision on his own, it is really no better. The seven of them secretly looked at each other, and said in unison: "Respectfully invite Master Nirvana, I am grateful!"

"Amitabha!" Hanging Moon whispered a Buddha name, and said: "Although the monk has to get rid of the sea of suffering, he still has obsession. I also invited a few donors to knot my heart!"

Hearing that the old monk actually asked for something, Bodhicitta couldn't help but sink his face, frowned, and replied: "Master, please command, but the teaching is something that the younger generation can do, and I will do my best to do it thoroughly." ”

Hanging Moon smiled and thanked him: "Amitabha! The benefactor's kindness today will be rewarded for him in the future! The people in the courtyard here are gentle and kind, and they have helped countless people, so please let the donors go down the mountain by him!"

Quiet!

Angry! The faces of the seven people showed anger abruptly, and they all clasped the evil soldiers in their palms, and their hands were secretly accumulating.

"Forgive me!" said bodhichitta coldly.

"If I go to the sword mountain, the knife mountain will destroy itself. If I go to hell, hell will dry up itself. May I pass through all the beings quickly!Amitabha!" Hanging Yue's face was flat, and she clasped her prayer beads with her hands together and chanted softly. As soon as the word "Buddha" fell, the rosary in his hand suddenly dispersed, and flew towards the three people of Han Farewell Suffering, Qu Bu Wai Wai and Break Sorrow, and the castration was urgent and fierce.

Although he hadn't handed it over yet, Hanging Moon had already seen these three people as weak among the seven people who were discerning by breathing, so he attacked them as soon as he made a move. He had already seen through life and death, and he was so entangled just to protect Xia Muren who was hospitalized.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

At this time, how dare Hanging Moon have reservations? Shi Cai launched the prayer beads, and he had already used ten percent of the power of the Purifying Pulp Sutra. Withholding bitterness, yielding without screaming, and breaking off worries are ranked among the masters of the Nine Palaces, and their martial arts are naturally not weak, but they are still far from the hanging moon. Although the three of them had secretly accumulated strength, they did not expect that the old monk would suddenly make a move. When he came back to his senses, the rosary was already in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it, so he had to watch them hit him. How profound the power of the hanging moon is, not to mention that his blow is bound to win, and the rosary contains his more than fifty years of marrow washing skills. All three spurted blood almost simultaneously and fell to the ground.

"Quartet Soul Lock!" Bodhicitta saw that he had injured the three of his own as soon as he made a move, and his face tightened, and he hurriedly called out loudly.

Hearing Bodhicitta words, the three of Resentful Immortals, Demon Slayers, and Long Ruthlessness quickly pressed the bottom of the longest of the three claw hooks in the Nether's hand in their palms and removed it. It turns out that there is an organic bracket on it, and once pressed, the claw hook can break away from the ghost hand and be implicated by an extremely thin silk thread.

"Whew!" the four of them threw their claw hooks towards the hanging moon, one by the neck, by the waist, by the ribs, and by the legs.

... ...

More than 3,000 light horsemen galloped on the rugged mountain roads in the southeast of Pazhou, and many horses fell down and fell behind along the way, but no one cared about them.

They were going to save someone, someone they had to save. No matter the cost, no matter the cost, just ask for help.

"Father, you must be safe and sound! You must be safe and sound! If you have any three long and two short, there will be many people to bury you with you!" Xia Chengcan silently recited in his heart a thousand times. Yes, once something happens to Xia Muyang, the white-clothed army will slaughter King Yun's Mansion if he stabs the sky upside down!

Xia Chengcan's mind was so quick, at this time, he had already concluded that the person who set up this poisonous plan to murder his father was King Yun, his own uncle, and his father's younger brother!

"Drive, drive, drive!"...

... ...

"General, the matter has been done, why don't you like it?" Mu Danqing said with a puzzled look on his face. Their trip was ordered to kill Xia Muyang, and now that the matter has been completed, they should be relieved and happy.

"Duanmuchi, as a soldier, it doesn't matter if you die on the battlefield, what I'm most afraid of is to imagine that Xia Muyang will die in conspiracy and trickery. There are few people I Mu Danqing admire in my life, and Xia Muyang is one of them. I didn't have time to fight him on the battlefield, but now I died at my hands like this, alas, it is really a great regret in my life!" Mu Danqing frowned tightly and said hatefully.

The king's fate is hard to disobey. Duanmulan personally gave him a holy decree, and as a courtier, he had to do it.

State affairs come first. Xia Muyang's wisdom and courage are not under him, once the two countries fight, I don't know how many Turkic generals will die at his hands. Killing him is equivalent to living thousands of lives.

Dahua knew that Xia Muyang was dead, and he would do whatever it took to chase him. I won't stop tonight, hurry as soon as possible, and lead you to the territory of the Turkic country safely, this matter will be done!" Mu Danqing took a long breath and said with a straight face.

... ...

"Kick... Step on... Kick..."Xia Chengcan felt that his consciousness suddenly became a little blurred...

In front of me was a narrow path of hundreds of feet, and the narrow path was full of corpses. Blood stained their outfits red, but the white clothes behind the red could be faintly seen.

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, and Xia Chengcan couldn't hold on anymore and fell off the horse.

"Ah~~~Ah~~~~" For a while, there were bursts of heart-rending roars in the valley...