I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 418 Chapter 422
Nanyang County City.

Guo Mansion.

In a courtyard, in a unique room, there is a full-length mirror, the light and shadow reflected in the mirror, sitting in the head of the family, an old man holds his chest, and blood seeps from his fingers.

The old man was still wearing a luxurious purple robe, and all the accessories on his body were expensive, and he held a broken sword in his hand.

Standing in front of the old man was a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a long sword, and the aura in his body was constantly changing, as if he was letting go or sad.

Blood dripped from the tip of his sword.

Tick, tick.

"Hahaha."

A heartbroken laugh came out of his mouth, showing his sharpness, and the sword soared into the sky.

call.

The wind blows.

The county town, which was originally very quiet, seemed to have a sudden change in the situation at this time, and the waves of white air were like swords. They seemed invisible, but in fact they diffused a terrifying pressure.

Bursts of coercion are like water waves, accompanied by the man's laughter, moving towards the four directions.

Powerful auras erupted in the county town, affecting the surroundings, and struggling against the aura coming from the mansion in the city.

"This sword power, someone called it holy?"

The few people in the county felt the brutal aura spreading unconsciously, and they all looked solemn at the moment, without saying a word, trying their best to resist the terrifying aura.

Three flowers on top and one harvest.

The man in a plain robe turned around silently, with his left hand behind his back, and walked out of the house.

da ta.

The sound of footsteps came, and the young man ran over with the guard at home. He was like a nobleman. When he saw the man in the plain robe and saw the blood in the sword, his eyes turned red immediately, and he stretched out his finger.

"Stop him."

Nuyuan raised his knife and went up, and the long knife struck.

to suffer.

The nursing home was startled, seeing a pair of sharp pupils staring straight at him, eyes seemed to be black, and with a 'click', the person had lost consciousness.

The speed is so fast that it is just afterimages in the eyes of everyone.

Jian Guang was unhappy but seemed unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye he stood up to your son.

But in the end, he still didn't make a move.

"Patriarch."

A few figures flew over, all of them were the elders of the family, and when they saw the situation in the house, they shouted in horror.

When they saw the face of the plain robed man, they were shocked.

"Cutting off the water, you're still alive, it's you."

Soon, another person rushed over, she was a graceful lady, her charm was still there, holding a violent kite sword, the blade exuded a cold, ferocious aura, her eyes fell on the person in front of her.

Her eyes widened.

"Big Brother?"

Your son was taken aback, "Master?"

He is confused.

No wonder the name Duan Shui Liu is familiar. It turned out to be the uncle that my mother often talked about, but why did this dead person appear here.

"Tu LaoGou, want to run, run there."

The figure of Duan Shui Liu fled, and then disappeared in front of your son, turning into a stream of light, the speed was so fast that it was outrageous and frightening.

"what!"

With a scream, the figure died.

"Bang bang."

Everyone's heart was beating violently.

Standing in the air, as if stepping on a sword glow, he looked back at the broken water, turned into a sword light and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

field.

Beside the river, Ran Deng was washing his palms by the river, but just halfway through the wash, he felt a terrifying edge coming from a distance, accompanied by a sense of immortality. Looking east, it was not far away.

"It's a sword force, and another Tao breakthrough is successful. It's not my Buddhist disciple, but a swordsman."

After standing still for a while, he watched quietly.

In the distance, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and a group of warriors rode by on the side of the road, a little embarrassed, followed by an order.

"Fire arrows."

Shhhhhh.

The arrows that pierced through the air were filled with true energy, and their power should not be underestimated. They came layer upon layer.

"Be careful."

One person left the horse, jumped high, and the figures staggered, leaving behind phantoms, sword lights danced, and the sword lights gathered into a wall of air, blocking behind him.

Bang bang.

The sword energy swept across all directions, and it was unstoppable.

Huhu.

The figures chasing after shot towards the front, shouting and embracing.

Several sword lights came over.

Everyone fell off the horse lightly, or fell, or died and fell off the horse.

"Jingming, you."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a huge and high-pitched roar, like the roar of a beast, like the sound of an extraordinary world, bursts of air waves formed, sweeping in all directions like overwhelming mountains and seas.

The sound is in the shape of a dragon, a little illusory.

The strong wind scattered, and the rocks pierced through the sky.

The monk who jumped forward was fat and big-eared, but he didn't have the kindness that a monk should have.

"Shh!"

The sword light protruded, accompanied by a fierce aura, no matter how violent the strong wind was, the sword aura could not be shaken by half.

The thunderous sword light, in the hands of a swordsman, has the ability to turn and change, making people feel inevitable.

"Tianlong Yin, what a Buddhist gate, what a Daming Temple, and now, the Buddhist temple has become a place for you gangsters to hide their filth, I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, the pain between Ran Deng's eyebrows became more intense.

Ferry people!

Crossing people is difficult!

"Hey! Goodness!"

The words of the burning lamp fell to everyone's ears like thunder from the sky, shaking everyone's bodies trembling and their muscles and bones numb.

Huge, heavy coercion enveloped everyone.

"Jing Zi, who has been in the field for decades, why does he still have such a heavy murderous aura."

He stretched out his hands and squeezed the seal, and the golden light of Buddha Dharma bloomed, and the Buddhist verses and scriptures were chanted, washing away the violent energy of the crowd and making people relax.

Jing Ming's face was twitching, as if he had suffered some kind of pain. Compared with the others, his behavior was even less like a Buddhist disciple.

"what!!!

Stop reading, stop reading. "

He rolled and splashed on the ground, screaming again and again.

The others quickly woke up to the sound of the lamp-burning scriptures, and the murderous thoughts in their hearts had dissipated for a while, and they were all taken aback when they saw Jingming's situation.

"Relax, pure thoughts, don't resist."

Ran Deng said something.

But Jingming pretended not to hear, his eyes gradually turned red, he stood up with difficulty, and raised his hand to kill.

One step, two steps, three steps. Before the person arrived, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the internal organs ruptured and died.

Leaping forward, he was already on the road in the blink of an eye, Ran Deng looked at Jingming, and shook his head in disappointment.

In fact, he gave Jingming a chance, aiming to make him stop having evil thoughts.

As long as he puts down his evil thoughts for a while, his chanting of scriptures will not be so powerful. Unfortunately, people are obsessed with obsession.

Others are fleeing.

Ran Deng just took a look, and from the robes of those people, he recognized them as lay monks and soldiers.

"Why are you being hunted down by Daming Temple?"

Everyone looked at each other, looking at the monk's robe on Ran Deng.

"Without him, I am not a Buddhist, and I am in a county next to Daming Temple. I, Tie Le Village, is in a county, and I have a bit of thin face and appeal. I am born to the bald thief who once offended Daming Temple.

I'm not talking about masters, I'm just talking about those who use the name of monks but become meat eaters of that side, false monks, and Buddhism is no longer pure.

In a word, the couch that lies on the bed allows others to sleep soundly. "

"Yes."

"It was already full of contradictions."

"Nowadays, in addition to the false imperial court still collecting tithes, the Daming Temple also wants me to wait for the martial arts forces to give Buddhists a tithe ratio of sesame oil tax. I will not wait, and this will not eradicate dissidents."

Each person said a word, full of anger.

Ran Deng's attitude was very kind, asking questions as he walked.

From these words of resentment, he found that perhaps Tathagata, who had been at the border for a long time, didn't know that the current Tang Dynasty was like a powder keg that would explode at any time.

To sum it up simply, people in Tang Jing have been suffering Buddhas for a long time.

A dark shadow came to the sky.

(End of this chapter)