The monk hidden among the many monks is the second master of Nanren Temple, a white-faced monk who is good at bowing and arrows to control the enemy.

Yu Xiu stared at this person and did not make a move immediately, he looked around the field, but did not find the figure of the monk with a cheek.

The two monks really fled separately. Yu Xiu said secretly in his heart.

He pinched the long sword in his hand, his whole body was tense, condensing the strength in his body, and he made up his mind to take advantage of the white-faced monk's unpreparedness to directly slash and kill the other party.

"Get on your knees!"

Although the white-faced monk shrank his head and tried his best to hide his figure, the catch in the field was not easy to get along with, and he still stared at him.

Two knife-wielding catchers flashed out and immediately approached the white-faced monk.

When Yu Xiu saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, but he was not anxious.

Now that the white-faced monk has been exposed and alert, it is just time for the others to go on the field first, consume the monk's strength, and when it is almost over, he will make a move and kill the other party in one fell swoop.

And Yu Xiu still needs an advantage in his hand, that is, the white-faced monk doesn't know him at all.

He took a few deep breaths, relaxed his body, and at the same time lowered the long sword in his hand, and the whole person stood at the side of the county order, green and green, quite a kind of crepe feeling, like the nephew of the county order.

Seeing that the white-faced monk was still running around, the two catchers were furious on their faces, and they drank in their mouths: "Thief bald donkey, you didn't hear Lao Tzu's words!"

They held the waist knife in their hands and stabbed the white-faced monk directly, apparently wanting to kill the white-faced monk directly here.

But a cold snort sounded, and I saw the white-faced monk's figure flash, and suddenly avoided the long knife, grabbed the five fingers like eagle claws, and landed on the arm of a fast knife, tearing it fiercely!

"Ahh

"Kill the thief!" the other catcher saw it, his liver and gallbladder were cold, but he still burst into exclamation, and he slashed at the white-faced monk with a long knife.

"Rubbish!"

A sneer flashed on the white-faced monk's face, he leaned in, stuck to the trapper, shook his arms and shoulders violently, and directly knocked the catcher out a foot away and landed on the stake.

The chest and abdomen of the catcher were instantly pierced by sharp wood, and all the blood in the intestines gushed out together.

In the blink of an eye, the white-faced monk tore and killed the two with his bare hands, which was shocking.

But at this time, the others had already reacted, and the archers and catchers who stayed beside the county commander immediately turned their eyes and stared at the white-faced monk.

"Shoot!" someone shouted.

In the blink of an eye, five or six arrows stabbed at the white-faced monk, but he dodged them one by one. More than a dozen soldiers and catchers stepped forward again, wanting to kill the white-faced monk.

When the white-faced monk saw the scene in front of him, his eyes wandered, and there was no fear on his face. He shouted loudly, but he didn't dodge, and crashed directly into the formation of the fast soldiers.

This person's speed was extremely fast, and the formation of the fast capture side was directly disrupted.

The monk is like a tiger below, one palm is a life, and the fingers are torn, and the blood vessels in the human throat can be directly grabbed out.

"Ahh

Yu Xiu stared at the scene in the field, his eyes condensed slightly, "More than ten catchers are on the same page, but they can't help this person!"

"The martial arts fighting technique is really useful!" he looked at the kung fu in the hands of the white-faced monk, and his eyes were hot for a while.

Although the white-faced monk was rampant, there were not only a dozen people at the scene, but a hundred!

"Whoever kills this fang, a reward of ten thousand dollars!"

The county commander looked at the bloody scene in the field, and he was not afraid, but stood up excitedly and shouted at the soldiers present.

Yu Xiu was shocked by his words, looked up at this person in surprise, and then silently took a few steps back and landed behind him.

"Kill!" "Kill the thief and take the money!!"

With the promise of the county order, the villagers present were on fire one after another, and almost all of them went to the white-faced monk to kill. This greatly reduced the pressure on the other monks who came down the mountain, and a few escaped.

At this time, the white-faced monk opened and closed, and eight or nine people's lives had already been lost, and he was dressed in gray monk's robes, which had long been dyed blood red.

When he saw nearly 100 people surrounding him together, this person did not have the slightest fear on his face, but showed a cruel smile: "A bunch of waste! There is not even a single samurai, and they dare to stop me!"

The monk roared, his body flashed, not like a thief who was surrounded and killed, but like a predatory beast, rushing into the crowd.

Yu Xiu's eyes flickered when he saw this scene.

According to the Book of Martial Arts, the Nine Rank Warriors possess the power of three wolves, and they can die together with up to ten armed people.

This second half of the sentence is actually not about the fact that the Nine Rank Martial Artists did their best to kill ten people with weapons.

Rather, it is said that ten strong men with weapons, with the intention of fighting to the death, will not retreat, in order to kill a nine-rank martial artist.

Often this kind of strong man is a first-class dead soldier and old soldier, even if he has no armor or horse, he is also a villain who can run rampant in a certain place, and it is not an ordinary catch fast and Xiangyong can be compared.

The scene in front of us is proof of this.

Nearly 100 soldiers with spears and knives stepped forward together, but they were found by the white-faced monk and beat them miserably.

After ten breaths of effort, the monk's face and head were covered with blood, and the blood was evaporated by the heat on his body, turning into a stream of white gas.

"Kill!" the monk shouted, full of murderous intent.

Nearly 100 soldiers who had never seen the world were taken by it, and they were all frightened and stunned for a while.

"Don't retreat, cut off!" the county magistrate of Beiguo County saw it, and his face was furious.

"Kill!" Stimulated by the county order, nearly 100 people rushed forward again, and the guns were tightly packed, leaving no gaps for the monk.

At this time, the white-faced monk suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on one person, and the corners of his mouth smirked.

"Dog officer, the Buddha is here to take your dog's life!" he shouted vigorously and jumped towards the county order.

When the county magistrate, who was originally quite angry, heard this, his face changed suddenly.

"Protect the prefectural order!" "Protect your lordship!"

One by one, they quickly raised their knives, trying to stop the monk, but it was too late, the white-faced monk ran like a tiger, and instantly came to the boulder where the county order was located, raised his head upward, and rushed towards the unarmed county order.

"Thief!" the county commander's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The tiger's roar sounded, and he seemed to see a big tiger with blood in its mouth pounce on him.

"Die!"

Yu Xiu, who was behind the county commander, watched this scene quietly, his eyes narrowing slightly. The bearded monk has not died in his hands, and the county order cannot die yet.

Yu Xiu stepped forward and kicked the county order down with a direct kick.

"Ahh

The white-faced monk ran to the boulder and suddenly found that the county order was gone, and his face was stunned. However, he also took advantage of this to break out of the encirclement, and was able to save his life, and his eyes showed joy.

Just as he was about to leave, he found a black-haired boy in front of him.

The young man held the sword in his right hand and his left hand behind his back, looking weak.

At this time, the situation was quite urgent, and the white-faced monk didn't have time to observe more, he just guessed in his heart: "Xu is the henchman of that dog official, or even his son!" A cruel smile appeared on his face, and he rushed over.

"Boy, beg for mercy! Hahaha! It's useless to beg for mercy. ”

The monk had a murderous intent in his heart, and even wanted to take Yu Xiu away and kill him after a good humiliation.

Yu Xiu opened his eyes and looked at this person, his eyes calm, as if he was stunned.

"Die!" the monk roared.

Yu Xiu chuckled at the corner of his mouth.

Bang! I saw him flick his sleeve lightly, and a pill of stones wrapped around something, suddenly hit the white-faced monk.

When the white-faced monk saw the stone, disdain flashed in his eyes, and his body trembled, and he wanted to dodge.

But the stone exploded in the air, and wisps of gray and black aura rushed out, frantically rushing towards the white-faced monk.

"Daoist ......" The white-faced monk's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body suddenly stiffened in an instant.

Zheng! An ordinary sword light slashed over.

After the sword light, there was silence.

Yu Xiu stood behind the white-faced monk with his sword crossed in both hands, standing still. The mountain wind blew the hems of his clothes and the tips of his hair into the air.

A bare head fell.

The head landed on the boulder, and a dazzling trail of blood rolled out, and it continued to roll under the boulder.

The catchers and soldiers under the stone raised their heads and looked at Yu Xiu standing on the boulder in a daze.

Because of the angle of view and height, when Yu Xiu used the talisman to paralyze the enemy, his movements were completely blocked by the body of the white-faced monk. The people under the boulder just saw Yu Xiu raise the long sword in his hand, step forward, and pass the monk.

Then the monk's head froze in place, silently still, and then a bare, bloody head fell first.

The county magistrate was supported by someone, his face was frightened, he straightened up with a disgraced face, and looked at the head of the person who had rolled to his feet, his eyes were angry and afraid.

"He, the monk is dead!" suddenly someone shouted.

"It's dead!!"

Everyone reacted, and their faces were immediately ecstatic. They looked at the corpses of more than a dozen colleagues in the field, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness in their hearts.

Most people looked at Yu Xiu, who was standing on top of the boulder, and there was obvious fear in their eyes.

The white-faced monk who was invincible just now was beheaded by Yu Xiu in the blink of an eye, so they couldn't be afraid.

Yu Xiu glanced at the people under the stone, and his face was expressionless. At this time, he faced the fire on the mountain, and his face was red from the firelight, as if bathed in blood.

Not caring at all about everyone's expressions and movements, Yu Xiu put away his long sword, turned around and walked to the headless corpse of the white-faced monk, kicked a few times, and then took out a sandalwood box from the package.

Seeing this sandalwood box, Yu Xiu's eyes lit up slightly. The white-faced monk had the Red Blood Pill on his body, which was really unexpected by him.

Yu Xiu picked up the box and stuffed it directly into his bag, without the slightest intention of handing it in.

The county magistrate of Beiguo County endured the severe pain on his body, looked up at Yu Xiu on the boulder, his face was pale, and he didn't know if it was because he had just gone through a dangerous situation, or because of other reasons.

"My lord?" the official beside him saw that he was silent for a long time, and spoke cautiously.

The county commander's face changed several times, and his teeth squeezed out: "The monks of Nanren Temple, killing people and perverting the law, the crime is extremely evil, and not killing is not enough for the people to complain." ”

He raised his head, looked at the officials and officials with cold eyes, and then looked coldly at the monks who were kneeling around him.

"Remember to keep the head and bring it back to the county to remember the merits...... Also、Base into the view of Beijing。 ”

Most of the officials in this world are ruthless and ruthless. When the officials heard the county order say the word "Jingguan", they were not too surprised, and their attention was all focused on the word "remembering merit".

"Yes! Ming Mansion!" and a group of officials responded.

Give a good order, take a few breaths, and put away your emotions. He barely squeezed out a smile and waved at Yu Xiu, wanting to talk to Yu Xiu.

"Strong ......" But before he said a word, Yu Xiu had already run into the dense forest without looking back, not caring about him at all.

When the county commander saw this scene, he was slightly stunned, his face changed a few times, and then he snorted coldly, and turned to look at the monks who kept begging for mercy.

"Don't! The official spares his life, I am innocent!"

"No! don't!" ...... The frightened screams kept ringing out, and the monks who were caught couldn't stop begging for mercy, and their heads and faces were covered with blood.

But the screams kept ringing out, and the slashing sound was loud, and the scene was like a slaughterhouse.

The heads were left behind, the things were looted, and the worthless corpses of the monks were thrown into the dense forest by the officials, waiting to be led down to the mountain fire and burned together.

"You, you...... Take a few people down the mountain to ask for the enemy, and all bald heads will be tortured back to the yamen for interrogation. If there is resistance, kill on the spot. ”

The county commander stood in place for a moment before raising his head, looking at the direction in which Yu Xiu had disappeared, and suddenly remembered that there was a road on the other side of the mountain, which was guarded by soldiers led by a county lieutenant.

After Yu Xiu finished searching the body of the white-faced monk, he anxiously rushed to the other side of the mountain, wanting to kill the bearded monk and snatch the things on the other party's body together.

I didn't ride a horse, but I ran between the mountains and forests, but the speed of Yu Xiu was faster than that of ordinary horses.

After a hundred breaths, he rushed to the west side of the hill.

Before he reached the intersection, Yu Xiu looked at it from afar, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he arrived at the scene, he found that the field was miserable, and many catchers and soldiers were lying on the ground, and their deaths were extremely terrifying.

Especially a few catches, the skulls were flattened, and the blood and brain slurry were squeezed out together.

"Kill!" "Run!"

The monk who came down the mountain was not stopped, but attacked the government side, and the two looked like they were evenly matched.

Yu Xiu scanned the field and saw the county lieutenant holding a long knife and standing outside the field gasping for breath.

The tiger's mouth on the palm of this person's right hand exploded, and blood flowed out, and the blood fell on the narrow blade, mixed with the original lines of the blade, which looked quite strange.

Although the long knife in the county lieutenant's hand was a little special, it could not completely attract Yu Xiu's attention, and he looked around again, but still did not find the figure and corpse of the monk

"What about the big boss of Nanren Temple?" Yu Xiu frowned and walked to the county lieutenant's side.

The county lieutenant's body tensed, and only after finding out that it was Yu Xiu, did his muscles relax. When this person heard the voice, his face was quite embarrassed, he glanced at Yu Xiu a few times, and remembered that Yu Xiu was also a martial artist, so he said firmly: "Ran away." ”

When Yu Xiu heard this, he squinted at the county lieutenant, and the emotion in his eyes was inexplicable.

The county lieutenant was looked at by Yu Xiu, the hairs on his body stood up for a while, and he tightly clenched the Yidong knife in his hand, and there was a trace of fear in his heart. When Yu Xiu looked away, the fear in his heart disappeared.

The county lieutenant carefully observed Yu Xiu, and suddenly found that although the temples on Yu Xiu's forehead were bulging, they were uneven, which meant that Yu Xiu was not even an eight-rank martial artist.

"This kid ......" The county lieutenant was furious in his heart, and immediately wanted to teach Yu Xiu a lesson. But at the thought that the energy in his body was still exhausted, he had to suppress his anger.

Yu Xiu took in all his movements, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

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"Dao Ziyan: The hairless, not killing is not enough for the common people to complain...... The county is in the middle of the Beijing view, and the Taoist is also praised. —— "On the Continuation of the Path: Study Tour"