The river fish body is in the air, suddenly heard a wind behind him, towards his back heart rushed to come, at this moment the river fish rose the power has been exhausted, and avoid the unavoidable, frightened, not to think much, turn around and split a palm, feel the palm force and a hard object intersect, the thing flew back upside down, the river fish body obliquely flew out, far away.

Another thunderbolt sounded overhead, and by the light of lightning, the river fish saw that it was a golden bowl.

Then look at the golden bowl national teacher flew up, reached out to catch the golden bowl, flipped his wrist, and took out a golden bowl from his arms, holding a golden bowl in each hand, raised it high, smiling and hitting each other with both hands, the two golden bowls collided together, making a piercing and deafening sound.

Jiang Yu's heart was shocked and he took a step back.

The golden bowl national master kept hitting each other with both hands, and the deafening sound was one after another, sending out strong sound waves that entered the ears of the river fish.

Jiang Yu's heart shook violently, his mind was uncertain, and he took a few steps back.

As soon as the golden bowl national master raised his hand, the two golden bowls flew out of his hands and slashed towards the river fish.

Seeing that the two golden bowls were edged with sharp gears, they made a whining sound in the air, and one left and one right slashed towards the river fish at the same time.

The river fish let out a loud shout, and both palms slashed out at the same time, and the two golden bowls turned halfway and flew towards the oblique thorns.

Suddenly, a wind sounded sharply, flew quickly, and smashed firmly on the chest of the river fish.

However, it was the golden bowl national master who threw out the third golden bowl, and when the river fish came out with both palms and the middle door was wide open, he suddenly shot out and hit it with one blow.

This is the golden bowl national teacher's killer move, the famous stunt. He had a total of three golden bowls on his body, the two bowls hit each other, confusing people's minds, hiding people's ears and eyes, and then the two bowls flew at the same time, taking advantage of the people's full strength to resist, taking the opportunity to use the third golden bowl, taking people's lives.

The golden bowl smashed firmly on the chest of the river fish, and the sharp serrated edges rotated and pierced into the body of the river fish, and the river fish screamed, and its own protective true qi was stimulated, and the golden bowl flew away, but the body flew far away, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The national teacher of the golden bowl was overjoyed, jumped up, caught the golden bowl in mid-air, and pounced towards the river fish.

The river fish was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to resist at all, and was about to die on the spot.

At this moment, a thunder sounded overhead, lightning lit up, Jiangyu's heart was shocked, and in a hurry, he suddenly blessed his heart, reached into his arms, touched out a thing, and raised his hand to meet it.

A red light flashed, there was a loud bang, the golden bowl shattered, and a sharp force pierced into the chest of the golden bowl national teacher, the golden bowl national teacher screamed, his body flew backwards, and a big hole was broken in his chest, blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground.

Another lightning bolt struck, and I saw Jiang Yu holding a golden short sword in his hand, the whole body was translucent and dazzling.

Hero Summoner!

Jiang Yu jumped up from the ground, pounced with his sword, and stabbed towards the Golden Bowl National Master.

The Golden Bowl National Master's whole body was weak, he couldn't move, and he only had one breath left, and he was about to die under the sword.

At this moment, a figure rushed in, blocking in front of the Golden Bowl National Teacher, holding a long knife, meeting the short sword in Jiang Yu's hand.

There was a crisp crack, and the long knife in the man's hand broke into pieces, and with a muffled scream, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and he fell to the ground.

The light of the hero summoner flashed, and Jiang Yu saw clearly through the light, it turned out that the person was a young monk, and he couldn't help but be stunned and stopped.

The man struggled to get up from the ground, rushed over and hugged the golden bowl national teacher, protected him tightly, turned his head and shouted at Jiang Yu, "Don't kill my master!

Jiang Yu stared at the young monk, unable to make up his mind for a while.

The Golden Bowl National Master struggled and shouted, "Who asked you to come, go quickly, leave me alone!"

The young monk cried loudly: "Master, the apprentice doesn't want you to die, the apprentice dies for you!"

The Golden Bowl National Master shouted angrily: "Traitor, nonsense! Do you want us to destroy the Tibetan Tantra Sect here? Hurry up!"

The young monk cried and shouted: "No, master, if the apprentice doesn't leave, the apprentice will die for the master!"

Suddenly, a voice said coldly: "You all go, I won't kill you!"

The master and apprentice of the Golden Bowl were both surprised and delighted, and looked at the river fish together.

Jiang Yu stood with a sword, the golden sword in his hand was shining, as if a god had descended to earth, and said coldly: "I will let you master and apprentice go today, but I want you to swear that you will immediately go back to Tubo in the Western Regions, and you will never be allowed to step into the Central Plains for the rest of your life, and you will not be allowed to kill a Han person in your lifetime!"

The master and apprentice of the golden bowl glanced at each other, and a trace of anger flashed on the golden bowl's face, and his mouth was tightly closed. He is a generation of grandmasters, how can he be willing to be forced to make such a vow, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

The young monk knew the master's intentions, took the first step, and said loudly: "Okay, I swear on behalf of my master, our master and apprentice will go back to Tibet immediately, and in the year of eternal life, we will never step into the Central Plains half a step, let alone hurt the life of a Han person, if I violate this oath, let my master and apprentice die in the fire, and the body will turn into ashes, and we will never be able to transcend!"

Jiang Yu knew that the self-respecting identity of the Golden Bowl National Teacher, if he was forced to swear, then he would rather die than not, since this is the case, then he might as well let him go, this person is a monk, his martial arts are high, he has never seen it in his life, if he didn't have the treasure of the hero summoner in his body, he would have died under his hands at this moment.

I have no intention of killing him at the moment, listening to the young monk's poisonous oath, it seems that he is sincere, so he might as well let them go for the time being.

As soon as Jiang Yu thought of this, he said coldly: "You guys go, if you dare to break your oath, I will never let you go!"

The young monk struggled to get up, respectfully kowtowed to Jiangyu, folded his hands, and said loudly: "Thank you! I will escort the master out of the Central Plains, and I will never step into the Central Plains again in this life!"

Jiang Yu witnessed the departure of the master and apprentice of the golden bowl, stared down at the short sword in his hand, recalled the danger of surviving just now, and felt that the pain in his body was unbearable, and his true qi was scattered, almost unable to condense, try his luck, and he could only condense one or two successes on weekdays, and he knew that he was seriously injured, so he took the hero summoner into his arms, gritted his teeth, flew up to a nearby roof, and ran towards the direction of the post house.

The pouring rain is still falling.

Jiang Yu didn't know that he had a thought of benevolence tonight and let go of the golden bowl master and apprentice, but he inadvertently created a martial arts master.

The young monk did not dare to break his oath, so he left Zhongdu with his master that night and turned back to Tibet.

After returning to Tubo in the Western Regions, he knew that he could never recover his former strength in this life, and then put all his efforts on cultivating his apprentice, and he himself soon died of depression, and when he was dying, he left only two words: revenge.