The cold light came suddenly, the knife light flashed, and the light and shadow were staggered, accompanied by the fox's roar. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

An inch is short, an inch is fast.

The suddenness of the anonymous stabbing thought that he would get it.

How did he know that the two fingers of Su Musha's left hand suddenly stood up, and he actually clamped the dagger steadily.

The sword light did not stop, and when the green fox knife was about to slash at the throat of the anonymous name, the wind behind him suddenly rose, and it hit Su Musha's back with the momentum of super dust and electricity.

In an instant of life and death, the light of the knife flickered back, and a knife slashed at the attacking tiles, raising a cloud of dust.

Anonymous, who had recovered a life, took the opportunity to abandon his dagger and retreated three steps away.

The dust fell, and Su Mu looked at it with a knife, and on the ridge in the distance stood a person wearing a white monk's robe and cloak.

Behind him, the wind surged, the wind swept the dark clouds, a moment of dogs, half a moment of mulberry fields.

The monk's cloak covered him tightly, and he even wore a scarf of the same color around his neck, fluttering in the wind behind him.

Under the cloak, the cold lines outline his chin, and the red lips and white teeth carve out his elegance.

A strand of white hair came out, and it was particularly dazzling under the dark clouds.

He walked along the roof and walked towards Su Musha step by step, "Sitting and Zen, walking and Zen, one flower and one world, one inch is the same." ”

The monk's robe and cloak gradually became clear, and the white silk was embroidered with a four-inch golden Buddha statue.

The four-inch Buddha, the master of the shadow hall, is difficult to stay.

Su Musha narrowed his eyes, his body jumped back instantly, and he slashed towards the anonymous person.

The cloak of Cananliu was raised, and the tiles beside the ridge under his feet were rolled up one after another as if swept by a strong wind, and struck at the curtain.

Anonymous didn't expect that after the hall master made a move, Su Musha also targeted him, so he was a little slow to dodge, and Su Musha was easily put on his neck with a knife.

When he thought that his neck was going to hurt, how did he know that Su Musha pushed the back of the knife, turned around, and blocked him in front of him.

The wind swept in, the tiles crackled and hit Anonymous's body, and Su Musha hid behind him to be safe and sound.

When the dust fell, Su Musha pushed away the anonymous name and saw that he was like a hedgehog in front of him, bleeding all over his body.

Su Mu put away the knife and jokingly said: "The Buddha is so ruthless, and his loyal subordinates can be killed without blinking." ”

The four-inch Buddha who was being played frowned, and the ring knife hanging from his waist had bounced into his hand.

But as soon as Cananliu took a step forward, he stopped.

"Amitabha. A monk in green clothes stood behind Su Musha, folded his hands, and said: "Futu Pagoda, a disciple of the Zen master of the line, Xu, I have seen my uncle." ”

The sword was unsheathed, and Cananliu stood silent.

"Three thousand worlds, birth, old age, sickness and death, reincarnation, everything is empty. Xuan walked past Su Musha and stood in front of him, "Why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." ”

Gananliu sneered, "Don't lie to yourself, you and I both understand, the Tao, can only be proved by killing." ”

"It is better to kill one evil person than to save thousands of ants, and to kill one evil person is better than to create a first-class floating slaughter." ”

Gananliu sneered, "You told me these words, have you forgotten them?"

Shaking his head, "Don't forget, never forget." ”

"And why are you holding me back?" asked Kananliu. He lowered his head, only the corners of his lips were exposed, and spoke softly.

"To save the common people and stabilize the world, there is only one way to kill. "Void Path," but killing is not a Buddha, never will be. ”

"Who's to say it's not? I, Kananliu, am a Buddha of Killing. Gananliu shouted.

took a step forward, "Uncle Shi is so obsessed, don't blame my nephew for being polite." ”

Kanan stayed behind and retreated, and he chuckled: "Left and right, it's just that you dry wood Zen passed on by the Buddha to suppress me." ”

He leaped on the ridge of the roof and went backwards into the distance.

"The great cause has not been accomplished, and avoid your edge, we will do a decisive battle in the future. When the voice came, the figure of Cananliu had disappeared into the distance, as if blending into the dark clouds.

When Lu Dao was attacked and reported to Su Mucheng, Mrs. Bai was having dinner with him.

"How are the three adults?" asked Su Mucheng.

Su Pingqian replied: "The three adults are fine, but they were a little surprised, and now the king of Shuobei has gone after the assassin." ”

Su Mucheng nodded, "Go and appease the three adults on my behalf." ”

Su Pingqian agreed, turned around and walked out of the palace. He descended the steps and was about to enter the corridor when he suddenly stopped.

"Your Excellency. When the attendants behind him were puzzled, Su Ping turned around and jumped towards the gate of the palace.

The attendant looked back and saw that almost instantly, a red figure flashed under the eaves, and was stopped by Su Pingqian when he jumped into the palace.

The assassin's clothes fluttered, like a red cloud, and was gently flicked by Su Pingqian's "cloud dialing hand", and immediately rolled to the side.

As the red-clothed figure fell, a bewitching red fox mask also appeared in front of him, and the frightened attendant shouted: "Someone, there are assassins, there are assassin......s, there are assassins, there are assassins."

Before the attendant could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a wind behind him, kicked him in the back, and kicked him into the middle of the courtyard.

When he closed his eyes, the attendant saw a man with a few legs standing in front of him.

Mu Shangzao stopped in the courtyard, and his body immediately jumped towards Su Pingqian. Mrs. Zhu shot at the same time, attacking the old servant from left to right.

Mrs. Zhu arrived in an "instant", and slapped Su Ping's Tianling Gai with one palm.

Behind Su Pingqian is the king. He couldn't hide, he could only greet him, and at the moment he backhanded a "Lift the clouds and see the sun" to Mrs. Zhu.

The two palms touched, and they immediately stuck together, and a cold force was sent to Su Pingxuan.

Su Pingqian, who was caught off guard, snorted, and his entire palm quickly lost sensation.

However, he accompanied the Su family to travel north and south, experienced countless experiences, and reacted quickly, and when he felt that something was wrong, he immediately withdrew his palm.

But at this moment, the wooden staff on the wooden seat also hit, hitting Su Pingqian's chest, who couldn't dodge, knocking him back three or five steps, and then falling to the ground.

It was a good opportunity, Mrs. Bamboo's light skills were superb, and the "instant" light skills were transported to the extreme, and she swept past Su Pingqian and snatched it to the palace.

The light of the knife flashed, and when Madame Bamboo was about to step into the palace, a scalpel forced Madame Bamboo back again.

Feng Qiwu stood in front of them, the scalpel in his hand turning, very dazzling.

Unable to allow them to be verbose, Mrs. Zhu and Mu Shangzao glanced at each other, and rushed towards Feng Qiwu together.

It was still Mrs. Bamboo who arrived first.

Feng Qiwu's palm flipped down, and the scalpel turned like a windmill against the palm of his hand, and slashed towards Mrs. Bamboo.

Mrs. Zhu naturally didn't dare to take a pair of fleshy palms, and hurriedly retreated sideways, preparing to stagger and step into the palace.

Feng Qiwu didn't give her a chance, the blade came instantly, swept Mrs. Zhu's arm, cut a hole, and the frightened Mrs. Zhu was shocked and took a step back.

The wooden staff has just arrived.

Feng Qiwu turned around and avoided the wooden staff, but Mu Shangza did not dare to step into the palace with the empty door wide open, because the scalpel turned behind him, leaving three wounds in an instant.

The wooden seat rolled to the side, and the wooden staff was thrown to the ground, so as to avoid the vital point.

"Feng Qiwu. Mrs. Zhu covered the wound on her arm, looked at Feng Qiwu, and saw Su Pingqian standing beside him.

She helped the wooden seat, "The tiger has failed to divert the tiger from the mountain, the other party has been prepared, and if it doesn't work, let's withdraw quickly." ”

For some reason, she felt that this sentence was familiar.

Although the wooden staff was lost, the light work was not bad, and he turned around and jumped up and flew towards the tile roof, and Mrs. Zhu followed closely behind.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the ridge of the roof, and as it jumped on the wooden seat, the figure floated downward.

A fox roared, the knife flashed, and as soon as the wooden seat took off, it fell to the ground like a kite that had just broken the string, and its head separated.

As for Mrs. Bamboo, there is a "moment", if she wants to escape, it is difficult for ordinary people to stop her, even if she is empty.