Xia do not stay

Chapter 429

Hearing the words of the Liuyu monk, the old monk moved his eyes, but sneered, and said: "The weight of death is enough!"

He spoke mercilessly, and said: "Gu Yang came out of the rivers and lakes again and slaughtered the three great masters of Meng Yuan. Can the six of us beat one of them? If I were with you, that would be called Meat buns are beating dogs!"

Liu Yu was not angry, and said with a smile: "That's not bad, but if Gu Yang is busy conquering the magic soldiers now, why don't he have time for him?"

The old monk was taken aback.

"It seems that your news has fallen behind. Gu Yang has returned to Shaolin and is starting to subdue Thunder Knife. For this news, even Brother Situ fell."

The old monk was silent, his expression was struggling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Such an opportunity is once in a thousand years. Now Gu Yang has overwhelmed us like bereaved dogs, and we can't breathe. If we wait a few more years and he steps into the land of immortals, hehe, there will be no place for us in the sky and on the earth!"

The old monk was obviously moved, but he still hesitated.

"What if it fails?"

A flash of madness flashed in Liuyu's eyes, and he said: "Then we will never return, don't forget, the six of us are people who have half a foot in the loess, even if we all confess to being there, we can give the world a demon door, Fight for a glimmer of hope!"

"Don't forget, he still has to fight West Kunlun. Even if we can't kill him, as long as we hurt him, we can use West Kunlun's sword to kill him!"

Although in this way, the Central Plains will definitely fall into the hands of Meng Yuan, but most people in the Demon Sect don't care about this, and even now many people in the Demon Sect have turned to Meng Yuan for protection.

The old monk hesitated for a moment, unable to make up his mind.

Monk Liuyu didn't speak anymore, but shook his head and smiled, then turned and left.

Just as he took the seventh step, a voice sounded.

"I did it!"

Monk Liuyu showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a gust of wind blowing around him.

I saw the old monk inhaling vigorously, like a long whale sucking water, and the surrounding animals who respected him trembled, as if they sensed some kind of danger, and wanted to flee in all directions, but they were held up by the hurricane, making it difficult to move.

Within a moment, the animals listening to his sermon turned into mummified corpses.

As for the old monk, he changed from his old and exhausted appearance, and became ruddy and energetic, as if he was ten years younger all of a sudden.

"Haha, happy, you are really old man's scriptures, is it for nothing?"

The old monk got up and crushed the white bones on the ground, with a soaring evil spirit rippling from his body, like a fierce tiger showing its minions.

……

In the secret room of Shaolin Temple.

Gu Yang didn't know that six old monsters from the Demon Sect were about to team up to deal with him, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

All his thoughts are now on that stalwart figure, the Overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Yu!
"The eighth sword, thunder from the sky and the real dragon!"

With Xiang Yu's roar, mountains and rivers were shattered. With him as the center, countless huge thunderballs appeared in the sky, surrounded by dazzling electric light, faintly gathered into the shape of a dragon sword!
The Son of Heaven, the real dragon, was originally blessed with the luck of the heavens and the earth, and was favored by the sun and the moon, but now he will be struck by lightning, beheaded and skinned, which shows the hegemony of this knife!
Zilei sword technique originally only had seven swords, but Xiang Yu is worthy of being a generation of outstanding people. He once realized the eighth sword in a desperate situation.

Gu Yang's sleeves were broken, his body was covered with electricity, his hair was dry, and he was no longer as relaxed as before.

He has used ten successes, received seven blows from the purple thunder, the outcome depends on the last strike!
Ang roar!

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms waved, and a golden dragon flew out, thousands of feet long, swallowing clouds and blowing out fog, chasing wind and electricity, calling wind and rain, swaying and turning in the thunder pool, looking at all directions.

Gu Yang had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Xiang Yu in terms of saber skills, and his own magic sword was still inferior to Zi Lei's saber skills.

It's just that although he lost in sword skills, what Gu Yang is good at has never been just swords.

"Haha, look at your eighth knife, it can kill my true intention of subduing the dragon!"

Gu Yang looked up to the sky and screamed, fearlessly, with a flying dragon in the sky, he took the lead in attacking.

……

The Imperial Palace, the Golden Temple, and the Grand Court Meeting.

Qin Rushuang was sitting on the dragon chair. She was wearing a crown of the Twelve Emperors. She used multicolored reeled silk as thread and strings of white jade as beads to partially cover her cold and peerless face. She was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with nine dragons and five claws painted on it. , which symbolizes the meaning of ninety-five supreme.

She looked indifferent and majestic, sitting upright in the Golden Luan Hall, all the officials were trembling, bowing their heads and obeying orders.

But there are always a few hard bones.

"Your Majesty, how can you send troops to crusade against the Tantric Sect just because of King Zhenwu's joke? This is... too ridiculous!"

"That's right, since Erriti, the patriarch of the Tantric Sect, has died at the hands of Zhenwu King, he has learned the lesson he deserves. Why should we kill them all?"

"The Esoteric School has a close relationship with Meng Yuan. If we send troops, Meng Yuan will definitely intervene. Then it will be another big battle!"

……

A few senior ministers, you have a word, I have a word, and I firmly disagree with Qin Rushuang's action of sending troops to crusade against Tantric Buddhism.

Qin Rushuang didn't speak, but just glanced lightly.

Then the Minister of the Ministry of War stood up and retorted: "This statement is wrong. King Zhenwu is the pillar of our Great Qin's kingdom, but the Tantra keeps provoking him again and again, and he is merciless. It is really hateful!"

"And your Majesty's move is not just to vent personal anger. The Tantric sect is closer to Mengyuan. After sending troops to capture it, it can be used as a stronghold to garrison it. When King Wu of the town kills West Kunlun on August [-]th, Your Majesty will be able to fight swiftly and take advantage of the situation to catch Meng Yuan by surprise!"

These words were well-founded and made those stubborn veterans speechless, but some people still spoke stiffly and muttered: "What if King Zhenwu loses?"

Qin Rushuang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she looked at the old official like a knife, and saw him knelt down and kowtowed, pleading guilty in a panic.

"Slap yourself."

The old minister was taken aback.

"Or...do you want me to come in person?"

The old minister trembled, and in the crowd, he had no choice but to abandon his face and slap his mouth in person, each slap was forceful, and Qin Rushuang signaled him to stop only after his skin was torn apart.

"The battle between King Zhenwu and West Kunlun is related to the foundation of the country. I will never allow anyone to slander me. If there are any offenders, I will definitely kill them!"

The officials knelt down and shouted: "Obey!"

It's just that many people are still muttering in their hearts, what if Gu Yang really loses?After all, not everyone has as much confidence in him as the empress.

At this moment, a figure flew over from outside, who dared to fly in the palace, it was extremely arrogant.

However, his lightness kung fu is proficient, stepping on the heads of those big inner guards and imperial guards, dodging and moving, coming and going freely among thousands of troops, treating guns and arrows like rain.

(End of this chapter)