Chapter 62: Prajna Empty Sect

Mao Zheng had interrogated prisoners of war that day, and Liang Yibury had also seen them, but at that time, Liang Yibury was captured, and his mind was lost, except for being full of fear and despair, he couldn't think about it at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info So when I saw Mao Zheng at first glance, I didn't recognize him.

"When did we meet? When was that, I can't really remember. Liang Yibury said.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anyway. Mao Zheng smiled, he had already pinched out the magic trick in his hand, and he was about to use his strength to kill Liang Yi in one fell swoop.

But at this time, Liang Duoxun suddenly ran over and threw himself into Liang Yi's arms. Because Liang Duo was looking for it, Mao Zheng took back the force he was about to send.

"Daddy, he was the one who saved me. He has been good to me, and you must reward him well. He is still a jinshi, just like his brother-in-law. Liang Duoxun said.

"Are you a Jinshi? No wonder you are so familiar, but what year are you a Jinshi?" Liang Yibury became alert when he heard this, he was the minister of Western Xia, and all Jinshi wanted to pass his eyes, and he really couldn't remember this character in front of him.

"Yuanfeng's four-year jinshi, has Liang Xiangguo forgotten all about grinding the umbilicus?" Mao Zheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he didn't hesitate any longer, jumped while speaking, grabbed the short knife in his hand, and stabbed Liang Yi.

"Ahh Liang Yi's heart jumped, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly retreated, but Mao Zheng's short knife came very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached Liang Yi's neck.

But at this time, a cold light flashed, and a steel knife was inserted, and the blade just blocked Mao Zheng's short knife.

"Boy, I've long seen that something is wrong with you, you are really tired. The Prime Minister is about to leave here, and he handed it over to me. Liang Yongneng said and slashed at Mao Zheng.

"Liang Yongneng, your subordinate is defeated, he failed to kill you in Wudinghe, and it is not too late to kill you today. Mao Zheng's reason was running out, and when he was blocked by Liang Yongneng, all the anger in his heart was stimulated, so he rushed towards Liang Yongneng desperately.

Liang Yongneng is a general of Western Xia, and his martial arts are not bad, seeing Mao Zheng pounced directly, he retreated backwards, and the steel knife pulled a circle, latticing Mao Zheng's short knife, and then stabbed the tip of the knife straight into Mao Zheng's chest.

Unexpectedly, Mao Zheng didn't dodge, let the tip of the knife stab over, and reached out to grab Liang Yongneng's arm.

"It turns out that you know how to demons. The knife that Liang Yongneng stabbed seemed to be sucked in, and he couldn't stab an inch forward, seeing Mao Zheng's hand grabbing it, Liang Yongneng hurriedly threw the knife and retreated.

Mao Zheng grabbed the air with one hand, immediately clenched his fist, struck forward, and punched Liang Yongneng in the chest, knocking him to the ground in one fell swoop.

"Liang Yong can suffer death. Mao Zheng slid in front of Liang Yongneng with his legs, and his right hand was raised high, and he was about to punch down.

"You don't want to hurt Liang Dashuai!" Just when Mao Zheng came to Liang Yongneng's side, a person holding a gold-plated iron rod jumped up and hit Mao Zheng's back.

Mao Zheng stopped the movement behind him in his ears, just gritted his teeth, his feet sank, and the fist he struck still beckoned to Liang Yongneng's body.

The iron rod hit Mao Zheng's back hard, but Mao Zheng's figure didn't move at all. Mao Zheng had Tiangang's protective body, so how could he be afraid of this kind of attack? But just as the iron rod was struck, a heart-piercing pain ran down Mao Zheng's spine and went directly to the Heavenly Gate, causing all the strength he had gathered to dissipate for a while.

"This is the Demon Suppression Pestle! It is a practice for people in Buddhism. Mao Zheng couldn't help but say.

"Count you into the goods!Boy, eat me again. As he spoke, the man struck him with another blow.

Mao Zheng didn't dare to resist this time, and jumped to dodge. The other soldiers took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly dragged Liang Yongneng towards the city.

After a moment's delay, the surrounding armored guards all gathered around. Liang Yibury and Liang Yongneng also hid in the city under the protection of everyone.

Mao Zheng was unwilling and wanted to chase after him. But the man with the iron rod was in front of Mao Zheng.

Mao Zheng took a closer look, and saw that this person was wearing a short coat and trousers, a cloth around his waist, his arms, legs and stomach were wrapped with solid strips of cloth, and only an inch of long hair was left on his head, and six ring scars were lined very conspicuously between the short hair. This is clearly the image of a Buddhist monk.

"I didn't want to have a grudge with the people in Buddhism, but if you're in my way, it's no wonder that I'm in the way. Mao Zheng said.

"Boy, you have bad intentions and want to assassinate Liang Dashuai, so you can stay here today. After the warrior monk finished speaking, the iron rod in his hand came to Mao Zheng with a whirring sound.

I saw Mao Zheng pinch his hands, and then leaned forward, and he was about to take the warrior monk's stick. The warrior monk didn't show any mercy, and he used his strength like Mao Zheng to hit him.

"No, this is an illusion!" After the warrior monk called, he only felt that there was no place under the stick, and Mao Zheng in front of him turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"You know too late. Mao Zheng's voice didn't know where it came from.

The warrior monk only felt that someone had been slammed in the abdomen, and his body flew out involuntarily. The warrior monk's kung fu was also good, and one of them turned over in mid-air, and actually stood on the ground again, with a flick of his foot, and immediately hit Mao Zheng with another stick.

Mao Zheng didn't dodge this time, he clamped the iron rod under his armpit as soon as his arm was clamped, and with a pestle on his right elbow, the iron rod bent down like mud. Mao Zheng didn't give the warrior monk a chance to fight back again, and punched your warrior monk several times with both hands. The warrior monk spat blood from his mouth and collapsed to the ground.

After defeating the warrior monk, Mao Zheng looked in the direction of Liang Yibury, only to see that Liang Yibury was not far from the city gate. But Mao Zheng had dozens of armored guards in front of him blocking his way.

"Do you think you can stop me? I'm going to die once, and I'm going to kill you both. Mao Zheng recklessly started to manipulate the technique, he only felt a tingling pain coming out of his body and spirit, and couldn't help but yell.

I saw a strange black mist appear around Mao Zheng, and under Mao Zheng's finger, the black mist was used forward. Where the black mist shrouded, there seemed to be countless sword soldiers, and those armored guards were just touched by the black mist, and countless scars were cut around their bodies and bleeding non-stop. It's just that in the blink of an eye, there are very few people standing between Mao Zheng and Liang Yi.

"Sacrificial knife technique!" Mao Zheng lifted his feet, lifted a steel knife on the ground into his hand, and pushed it forward, and the steel knife stabbed over with ten thousand momentum.

"Extinction in the short space!" I heard a voice like a lion's roar, a golden light flashed, and the steel knife that Mao Zheng threw over was broken into pieces.

"It's Master Chengguan who is here. There was a shout from among the Tanguts, and a monk in a robe stepped out of the crowd.

Mao Zheng was unwilling, and used all his mana to bury the last black mist in Liang Yi.

"Break the law!" Another deafening voice came, and Mao Zheng's manipulation technique was also broken.

Mao Zheng's exercises were broken, his divine sense was damaged, and he looked at the Western Xia soldiers who surrounded him, and said in despair: "Could it be that I haven't done anything, and I'm going to die here today?"