Sealing Sword

As soon as Sekong spoke, Chu Xiwei took a step back knowingly.

To behave in the world requires some winking, as the saying goes, "It is difficult for an honest official to break up housework". Although this saying is not very appropriate between Se Kong and Zhao Bing'e, there is indeed no room for outsiders to intervene.After Chu Xiwei figured this out, she got out of it neatly and stood in a position not too far or close to press the formation, not only not to miss their every move, but also to ensure that Zhao Bing'e would not take the opportunity to retreat from the range of her control.

Although the roof was covered with tight tiles, it was slightly slippery at the bottom, but the blind old monk standing on it was as steady as a rock, clasped his palms to Zhao Bing'e and said, "Amitabha, benefactor Zhao, this is the end of the matter, it's time to stop. "

"Old bald donkey, don't tell me these nonsense about 'Amitabha Buddha' anymore. I, Zhao Bing'e, have nothing to do with Buddha. No matter how much you talk about Buddha's gatha, it will only give me a headache." Zhao Bing'e sneered , turned around, and in the next moment pressed himself in front of Sekong, taking the opportunity to bully him and asked softly, "Is Helian Yu dead?"

While speaking, the scimitar slashed straight at the side of the neck against the wind, his eyes were blind but his ears were clear, his right arm was pierced with a big acupoint to stop the poisonous blood, so he raised his left hand to push her knife away, his fingers seemed to be empty but still real, "sticky "Staying in the direction of the fierce blade, at the same time, he made a wrong step and turned sideways, throwing Zhao Bing'e away.

The moment they passed each other, the old monk's lips moved, and the sound came to his ears: "You are not dead, escape."

Zhao Bingye's gaze immediately turned cold.

As the saying goes, "If you kill a snake, you will suffer from it." Zhao Bing'e made up her mind to deal with He Lianyu, so she naturally decided to cut the grass and root out the roots to avoid future troubles.

"Trash!" With a cold snort, Zhao Bingmo's anger rose from her heart, and she forced Shi Kong away with a knife, and was about to blow the whistle with her fingers, but the old monk's punch had already chased her, forcing her to change her palm to receive the punch.

Fists and palms collided, firmness and softness locked in a stalemate, Sekong said in a low voice: "He Lianyu is still alive, there must be someone behind him, instead of staying here and causing casualties, you should retreat quickly to avoid losing both ends. "

"You're right." Zhao Bing'e sneered, "But I've always...run through the south wall without looking back, and didn't cry when I saw a coffin."

The two of them were back and forth on the roof, and Chu Xiwei was at the back, quiet as a chicken, while quickly scanning the battle situation below.

The fighting situation in the martial arts arena inside the wall has basically been brought under control. More than half of the white Taoists inside were killed or injured, and most of those who could still breathe were captured.

In contrast, it is much more lively outside.The flames of war extended from the gate of the temple all the way to the outside of the martial arts arena. Chu Xiwei stood tall and looked far away. As far as he could see, the entire Wuxiang Temple was in chaos. The former soldiers meet each other.Although the incident happened suddenly this time, fortunately, the means deployed before were also pulled out. Although Bai Dao suffered casualties, he did not touch the root cause.

At this moment, Sekong flew up suddenly, and hit Zhao Bingmo Tianling with a punch like Mount Tai.

Zhao Bingye fought against Sekong, naturally he didn't dare to be scornful at all, but he was not flustered at this time, the scimitar cut across a strange scar, blocked Sekong's punch from bottom to top, groaned, and the surrounding tiles The fragments were broken into countless pieces, and while stepping back again and again, she attached her inner strength to her feet and swept, and the flying broken tiles smashed towards Sekong. She also seized this opportunity to gather Qi in her throat, and shouted loudly: "Who dares to act rashly again, I will kill them all so that no one will be left alive in the martial arts arena!"

Her sound contained internal strength, and as soon as she hit her ear like an ice pick, her head suddenly tingled with pain, and those who were close and weak in skill vomited blood on the spot, and for a while there was silence inside and outside the martial arts arena. When you come down, no matter whether you are obedient or angry, you first restrain your actions.

Although Chu Xiwei and Se Kong are close, both of them are people with profound skills. The sound of the devil's voice pierced their ears and did not shake their ears. He took a deep breath and said, "Benefactor Zhao, how are you doing?"

Zhao Bingmo's dark eyes fell on him: "You cut off your own arm, and then tell them to back off and let me lead people to evacuate."

Chu Xi frowned slightly. With his current experience, he could naturally tell that Zhao Bing'e's words were not joking, and there was even unspeakable resentment in them.

Shikong didn't know if he had cultivated into a temperless clay bodhisattva, but he wasn't angry at the moment, he just said: "To Buddhist disciples, the body and skin are just stinky skin. If Master Zhao wants it, he can take it, but This matter of retreat is not something that the old monk alone can decide on."

"Are you saying it doesn't count, or are you unwilling to take the responsibility?" With a sneer, Zhao Bing'e turned his gaze to the crowd outside the arena, "Wait, how do you decide?"

What she said just now was also exerting internal force, people who were closer outside the field could hear it clearly, and it spread from word to mouth within a moment, most of the people who should know have heard it.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in Baidao scolded "the temptress is rampant", wishing to copy the knife immediately and let her be executed on the spot. However, as soon as the blade was revealed, someone was faster than them-a freshly severed arm came out of the courtyard. It was thrown from behind the wall, and hit a person's head unexpectedly.

"I'm threatening you, not doing business with you." Zhao Bing'e raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes fell on the people under control in the martial arts arena, and he spoke sarcastically, "What should I do? Those so-called senior comrades of yours, You regard the face of the struggle between good and evil as more important than your lives, do you hate it or not?"

An older man opened his mouth and scolded: "You don't need to talk too much, temptress! A cruel and vicious woman like you, I only regret that I didn't kill you early in the past, which caused today's disaster! Finally, God has eyes, and now I will teach you to break the law." Zi Jue..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked hard on the back. The man was trampled on his face and pressed to the ground, unable to move, but his eyes just happened to see his terrified son.

Beside them, apart from the scattered corpses, they were the left-behind personnel of Baidao who were detained like prisoners waiting to be slaughtered in the execution ground.Facing the tense situation now, some people are full of resentment and would rather die than submit, while others have earnest eyes full of the intention to survive.

His son has not reached the weak crown this year, and he followed him to the martial arts conference to gain experience, but he did not expect to encounter a catastrophe, and now he has no master. Seeing his father, he finally couldn't help crying: "Father! Don't die! I, I miss home! I miss my mother!"

This cry was like a hammer smashing open the cracked shell of a walnut, exposing the white or black flesh inside. For a while, the stadium became noisy, and there were endless crying and cursing.

"Everyone, don't worry about us! Eliminating demons and defending Dao is our mission, don't let these demons leave!"

"Don't do it! I don't want to die!"

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles! Don't hesitate, everyone, do it!"

"No! Please, help!"

"..."

One sound was louder than the other, in addition to crying and shouting, it was also mixed with mutual reprimand and scolding, such a chaotic voice made people even more in a dilemma.

Chivalry, morality, which is more important?

The overall situation, personal relationship, which is right and which is wrong?

Zhao Bing'e laughed, the gloom on her face seemed to be shaken away by the shouts, she looked down at the struggling man, and said: "I remember you, Feng Ruogu of the Wushuang faction, back then I was pregnant Pregnant in ninety cold days, I begged you to save me when I saw you passing by, but unfortunately, you stuck to righteousness and evil, not only did you not save me, but you even beat me to death on the spot to make a name for yourself... You failed to kill me at that time, but Have you ever imagined that today will happen?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was in an uproar. People in the White Way relied on justice and always valued reputation more than life. At this time, Feng Ruogu was exposed by Zhao Bing'e, and he was ashamed and angry for a while, and he shouted out of breath: "Demon Women talking nonsense!"

"Whether it's nonsense or the truth, I'm not justifying myself and begging for your sympathy, but..." After a pause, Zhao Bing'e sneered, "Just now you said that I deserve to die, but have you ever thought that your own son will die?" But today?"

Before the words were finished, a killer got the order to slash at the frightened boy with a knife.Seeing that his head was about to be cut off, Chu Xi frowned slightly, and picked up a piece of broken tile under his feet to chop off the wind. The moment the blade cut his skin, it had already hit the assailant's head. , only cut a bloody skin.

"The crime is worse than the innocent, and the disaster is worse than the women and children." Chu Xiwei looked at Zhao Bing'e coldly, and said coldly, "Senior Zhao, don't go too far."

Zhao Bing'e didn't expect him to try to stop him, so he immediately smiled: "Okay."

Before he finished speaking, the assassin who stepped on Feng Ruogu raised his foot and stomped heavily, this time on the neck, only heard a "click", the neck bone broke, and he died on the spot.

The young man was still in shock and saw his father die tragically. For a while, he burst into tears and tears.

Qu Jin spoke on behalf of everyone outside the arena: "Stop! Zhao Bing'e, what you said just now, can you really do it?"

"Sekong has one arm, you give way, I will let these people go, I will do what I say!" Zhao Bing'e held a knife and said coldly, "I don't have much patience, so don't try to procrastinate. Make a decision quickly."

There was a lot of discussion outside for a while, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some were looking forward to the latter. It was so noisy that Chu Xiwei and the three stood on the roof, as if they were listening to a farce that was ridiculous.

Zhao Bing'e looked at Sekong, and said in a sarcasm: "Old bald donkey, I only regret that your eyes were blinded too early, otherwise you can see these mortal beings with your own eyes, and you don't know how good it would be!"

Chu Xiwei was startled, Zen Master Xifo Sekong had retreated for many years, and the matter of blindness is only now known, and now it sounds that there are articles in it.

However, Sekong was brought up with old wounds, he stroked his eye sockets with one hand, and said: "Seeing or not seeing, yes or no, the heart is open and clear, all are normal."

Chu Xiwei frowned, raised her breath and gathered her internal energy into a thread, and said via voice transmission: "Senior Zhao, no matter what personal enmity you have with Zen Master, now is not the time to resolve these. He Lianyu is not dead, and you have been transferred away again." Demon Scorpion, now these people may escape your control at any time, beware of being hurt by the double-edged sword."

Zhao Bing'e smiled lightly, but did not answer.Fortunately, the crowd outside the arena finally made up their minds, suppressed the voices of disagreement, and Qu Jin said: "Okay! We can let you and others leave the temple, but I will never agree to the Zen master's arm, and you don't need to mention it again! "

"That means we can't reach an agreement?" Zhao Bing'e refused to give in at all, she looked straight at Sekong, "Old bald donkey, the Buddha is willing to sacrifice his life to feed an eagle, are you willing to give up an arm to save these comrades today? If you If you are willing, I will recognize that your name of 'Xifu' is valid; if you are not willing, you might as well return to vulgarity immediately to avoid pretending to be merciful, and at least lose your true nature!"

This time, she didn't use her internal strength, she spoke lightly, and was torn apart by the wind as soon as she made a sound. If it wasn't for Chu Xiwei's exceptional hearing, she could hardly hear what she said.

Shi Kong naturally heard it clearly.

Zhao Bingye's eyes fell on him, and he didn't move away for a moment. The time seemed to be extremely long at this moment, even though it was only three short breaths.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

With the sound of the Buddha's name, the old monk rubbed his left hand together to form a knife, and without hesitation lowered it towards his right elbow.Zhao Bingye's unchanging sneering expression finally broke, her face suddenly changed, her fluttering lips turned pale, and at this moment, all blood color was lost.

Chu Xiwei was very close, and Sekong felt something was wrong when he got up from the Buddha's name. He immediately raised his hand and pointed the scabbard saber at Sekong's left hand. The knife is about to cut the joint!

In the blink of an eye, a voice suddenly sounded: "Slow down!"