beg for chivalry

With a flick of a finger, several black shadows jumped down from the beam.

The golden dragon fish Buddha light curtain was lifted suddenly, the lamps and candles on the altar were overturned, and the celadon vase with golden chrysanthemum and inverted lotus in it was crushed by a few thick cloth boots inlaid with iron.Several monks who were sitting on their knees suddenly took out hideous ghost masks from their bosoms and put them on their faces, then lifted the sea green on their bodies, and tore out a black military uniform with narrow sleeves.They held sharp knives and sharp swords in their hands, or held a few small darts and poisonous sand sacs, and cut off the heart of the reed candle in an instant, causing the hall to be plunged into darkness in an instant.

"Houtianlou Assassin!" Someone shouted, and the voice quickly dispersed in the dim palace with the sound of swords and irons piercing into flesh.It was clearly still a drizzle in the morning, but black clouds suddenly arrived in the sky of Panlong Mountain, and a few bolts of lightning flashed down.Amidst the roar of thunder, the downpour of rain slammed into the censer of the treasure tripod and the green glazed tiles of the treasure hall, like a dragon man's bellows bulging and howling, roaring and roaring.

The lightning illuminated Zuo Sanniang's pale face.She looked at Yan Xin, Yan Xin grabbed her wrist, and looked at the wishful pattern on the side of the wrist that represented Hou Tian Lou.

"So... the girl is also... Houtianlou...!"

He articulated very slowly, and his cheek muscles bulged.At the same time, the gold chain in his palm was slowly pulled out, and the bergamot knife was unfolded with a clatter. The broken monk seemed to be holding a bunch of lush branches and leaves, each branch was a curved knife, and each leaf was a round bergamot.

It was this knife chain that strangled the three assassins in an instant.Sanniang knew how dangerous this knife was, and also knew that Jiang Hu's tenth attack would definitely kill her, but she had two legs and couldn't take a step away from her heart.

"Miss San stay out of the way." Suddenly a voice shouted.An old nun protruded from the side, it was Shui Shiliu who had carefully disguised herself.

I saw her thin hands reaching for the scripture shelf on her back, and took out a bamboo tablet.That is not a letter engraved with scriptures in ink, but a bamboo tube with a long whip hidden.Shui Shiliu flicked the long whip, the bamboo split into pieces, and the whip hit the gold chain in the hands of the broken monk.One black and one gold, intertwined and intertwined instantly like a swimming snake.

Yan Xin frowned but did not move, his eyes were still staring at Zuo Sanniang. "Someone is willing to sacrifice their lives for you, the girl is really blessed."

Sanniang was afraid of him, her usual sneering air disappeared.She said in a trembling voice: "What a blessing! Shui Shiliu, kill this ugly boy quickly, or I will catch you back to test the medicine!" on the ground.If there are turbulent waves in the treasure hall at this time, she will swim into it like a dexterous little fish and disappear.

Shui Shiliu's face was covered with cold sweat, and after fighting with Yan Xin, her tiger's mouth was split open at this time, and the copper gauntlet of the whip was stained with blood.This strange monk has the power to move mountains and break rocks, she really can't resist it as a weak woman.Yan Xin clasped her hands together violently, a gust of wind blew out from her chest, forced her back, and slammed her against the lacquered nanmu door.

At this time, there was chaos in the palace.Hands and feet rubbed, ears and noses collided.The smell of blood, sweat, rain-wet soil, and broken sticks all mixed together, making the mouth and nose crooked.Every time the lightning flashes, there will always be a cold light of swords and irons flashing in the darkness, and immediately there will be the screams of the monks who are dying.A little monk broke open the door and stepped into the wind and rain in despair. The first few steps were the needle-like leaves of the earth fir, and then he stepped into a pool of his own blood.

The monk who broke the precepts, Yan Xin, was not moved at all.He neither barked nor moved, and was as quiet as a piece of clay Buddha.

But his eyes are shining, like two swaying fire beans in the darkness.He stared closely at the noisy crowd, and finally slowly pulled out the knife chain on his wrist.

He drew a knife, this knife was short, but it seemed to be able to cut through the sky.What he wanted to kill was Zuo Sanniang in the crowd, and when the blade appeared, he wanted to take her life.

Sanniang only felt a golden light flash in the corner of her eyes, and that frightening gold chain came galloping suddenly!At this time, someone suddenly pushed her, and drew back to come in front of her.Sanniang fell into the crowd, only to see the khaki arhat shoes stepping in front of her, and the hem of the ancestral clothes brushed past her nose.

Mu Shishi hid the poison-enhancing short dagger in his sleeve, and took the knife for her.It was she who pulled Sanniang away in an instant, and at this moment she shouted: "Protect Miss San!" Then several black shadows flashed out, it was the Houtianlou Assassin lurking in the sea of ​​people.

Seeing the assassins swarming up, the monk who broke the precepts smiled and said: "It's my luck that so many people miss this head."

He suddenly clasped his palms together, and the golden chain he shot earlier suddenly tightened, binding the black shadows from all directions together.At the same time, he shook his head to Zuo Sanniang who was hiding in the crowd. "Miss, do you know how many people you will kill when you go out? The poor monk originally only wanted to kill the girl, but now he is about to kill."

Sanniang hid behind the densely intertwined figures, she didn't dare to speak out, she just thought in her heart: You can kill if you like, so what does it matter to me who you want to kill?Thinking this way in my heart, my hands and feet were cold and sweaty, and I was extremely nervous.

But seeing the knife chain shake off, it actually smashed the skin and flesh of several assassins blocking her, causing a bloody storm.Mu Shiyi let out a muffled snort, threw the dagger and held on to the flesh-piercing gold chain, and shouted at the same time, "Miss San, hurry up!"

Yan Xin smiled and said, "Let's go? No one can go today." After saying that, he tightened the knife chain in his hand a little bit.

In an instant, bursts of heart-piercing wailing burst out from the black shadows.Someone's body was divided into two parts by a shining golden knife chain, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The warm blood splashed on Sanniang's face, she knelt on the stone bricks in a daze, and suddenly realized something: She always thought that as long as Zuo Buzheng and Houtianlou assassins were around, no one could do anything to her .When I met Yan Xin today, she just discovered that the martial arts world is huge, and there are many masters gathered; the world is unpredictable, and murderous intentions are everywhere.

At this time, the four directions of the hall suddenly lit up with lights. It turned out that Wutai monks found the flax oil offered by the pilgrims, and finally lit a fire to illuminate the hall.Abbot Langsi shouted: "Put the 'five magic circle'!"

As a result, the monks in five temples dispersed, and the monks from the five temples of Fazang Temple, Shaolin Temple, Guangde Temple, Qinggou Temple and Yunzhao Temple held magic instruments and chanted scriptures in their mouths, forming a mysterious array.This array contains the five principles of affairs: mentality, mental factors, materiality, non-correspondence and inaction, which can solve all military formations and break away disasters.All of a sudden, the Tianlou Assassins were surrounded by the five magic circles, and the true energy in the circles swirled, making it difficult for the group of men in black to move forward.

In a blink of an eye, the situation was reversed, and the assassins were either besieged by the five magic circles of the monks, or strangled to death by the monk Yanxin who broke the precepts.With the blessing of the magic circle, the monks punched long and vigorously, with the momentum of breaking rocks and turbulent waves, and their movements became more agile. They easily avoided the assassins' weapons and subdued them to the ground.

Abbot Langsi laughed loudly: "'Yasha' Zuobuzheng domesticated wild dogs are nothing more than that!"

The abbot of Shaolin Temple finished explaining the Fa and said: "Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed against righteousness, and one cannot defeat the crowd. The five magic circles not only have the principles of affairs and five methods, but also have the meaning of one fist and five fingers. Five fingers belong to one fist, and the five monks unite as one. It is a perfect one, and Houtianlou is like a pan of loose sand, how can it be defeated?" There was a hint of pride in the words.

The precept-breaking monk walked slowly to Zuo Sanniang.Without the protection of the assassins, the girl was kneeling on the ground and shivering.

"Amitabha." He raised the gold chain in his hand, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face, "It's time for the girl to learn the stupid tricks."

Sanniang stammered, "You...you can't kill me."

"Why?"

The girl looked around and shouted anxiously. "Water Sixteen, Wood Eleven, come and help me!"

It's a pity that both of these two assassins were defeated by Yan Xin Chu Shi Knife, and they were falling unconscious in the wind and rain outside the hall covered in blood.The rest of the assassins were either killed or injured, or were trapped in the five magic circles and couldn't escape, none of them could help her.

"If you kill me..." Sanniang said in horror. "...You, you will die badly, the sky will be struck by lightning!"

Play your heart. "Those who wander the rivers and lakes should have realized that they will die without a place to die."

"Sister... Zuo Buzheng will never let you go..."

Facing Sanniang's weak threat, the monk who broke the precepts grinned slowly, showing a creepy smile. "Left is not upright, but a crooked way, just in line with the meaning of foolishness."

At this moment, he didn't intend to say much anymore, the golden chain flew out in an instant, and three hundred bergamot knives came through the air, each knife glowing with a deadly cold light.Zuo Sanniang curled up her body tightly in shock, but in her heart she was already planning to be gouged out by thousands of knives and die of pain.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a black figure rushed out from the five magic circles, and raised his hand with a Yanyue knife to block the Buddha's hand knife.

The man was beaten with bruises all over his body by the true energy of the monks, blood dripped down every step he took, and the moon-covering Asura's ghost face was crooked on his face, and he lost his momentum.As soon as Sanniang saw him, she shouted gratefully: "Jin Shiba!"

If one blow fails, the gesture of the bergamot changes.Jin Shiba hastily shot to resist, and hurriedly said. "Third Miss, run away quickly, this old bald donkey is very powerful. I think if I can walk through Baihe under his hands today, I will be famous in history. Third Miss, feel free to say a few words to the landlord and give me some extra monthly money .”

After all, he is a member of the "Golden" Department who has been slaughtered for a long time, and he is much more familiar with the confrontation of swords and swords than the two female guards.It's a pity that Yanxin really deserves the title of the tenth broken precept monk in the Jianghu. Seeing that the ordinary chain is not effective, he holds the gold chain in one hand, and peels off the food knife from the chain with the other. For those who are forbidden to be beaten, Xiayu's "three hundred knives for food" will finally have a place to display."

It turned out that the monk who broke the precepts had never performed the sword-eating technique before, and only used a golden chain to kill people.The Houtianlou assassins couldn't help but shudder when they heard this: Just now this bloated monster can kill people in one move, so what will happen when he uses the rumored "eating knife technique"?

Jin Shiba looked as usual, but his heart was beating rapidly.He felt that the hand holding the Yanyue knife was wet and greasy, and the palm was wet with cold sweat.Assassins have always been good at killing people secretly, but at this time the hall is brightly lit, and he is about to face the tenth in the world - the broken monk Yanxin.

Yan Xin said: "The first knife!" Then the red nanmu door burst in an instant, and the storm rushed into the hall.Jin Shiba used the Yanyue knife to catch the short but heavy bergamot knife, but felt that his wrist bones were about to be broken, and his hands were in severe pain.

Yan Xin yelled again: "Second knife!" This knife is like lightning, faster than lightning, it can reach thousands of miles in an instant.Jin Shiba reluctantly took it, but this time he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arms, as if his flesh and bones were shattered.

"The third knife!" The wind and rain swirled, and a field of pines and cypresses flew up all over the sky.At the same time, the futons in the hall were overturned in all directions, and the golden Buddha light curtains fell on the pillars.Jin Shiba's knees had softened, but he still gritted his teeth to support the knife, blood and sweat spilled on the stone bricks.

He couldn't hold it anymore, just receiving three sabers almost knocked out his sanity, which shows the profundity of monk breaking the precepts.It's a pity that he couldn't leave, because if he walked, the knife would fall on Zuo Sanniang's head, so Jin Shiba had to hold on.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Yan Xin shook his head and sighed: "The fourth knife, can you catch it?"

Jin Shiba was gasping for breath, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground: "I was going to say 'no', but people always have to be a hero. I usually do some killings and arson for a living, but today I want to try it." Let's see how many tricks you can go through under Jianghu's tenth subordinate."

The precept-breaking monk said plainly: "You only need to say one word."

So Jin Shiba really only answered one word.

"can!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the fourth knife came out.Thousands of thunders are rushing in the sky, dense clouds are showering, and the waves are disturbing.This saber is also very powerful, like thunder and thunder, cloud and rain.The black-clothed assassin's knees were shattered, and he knelt down on the ground. The cracks of the Yanyue knife were all visible, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore.

Desperately, Yan Xin calmly said at this time: "There are still 290 six knives."

There are 290 six knives!

Jin Shiba felt that the sky was dark.Four knives have already made him take half a step at the gate of death. Who else in the world can really survive the 290 six knives?He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't bear the severe pain in his legs anymore, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood in his chest under the shaking of his body.

There is no wind or wave in the eyes of the monk who broke the precepts, he said. "Except for Zuo Buzheng, is it true that there is no one in Houtianlou who can defeat Xiayu? The evil people who have harmed the world are so vulnerable. Amitabha, I really disappoint Xiayu."

With the fifth knife, he slashed away the two assassins who had escaped from the five magic circles, and the sixth - it was bound to take the lives of Zuo Sanniang and Jin Shiba.

Seeing the imminent death, Sanniang's eyes were filled with tears, she mourned. "Jin Shiba, I am the one who harmed you." Birds sing and cry when they are about to die, and people speak kindly when they are about to die.At this time, she actually developed a little human-like sympathy and compassion.

Jin Shiba shook his head with difficulty. "Going through fire and water for the third lady...it's worth it." He gasped and looked at the broken monk who was about to strike with a knife. His eyes seemed to be looking at the strange man with a big head and ugly face, but at the same time he seemed to be looking at the dim golden man behind him. Arhat statue.

"It's just that the monk who broke the precepts said one thing wrong." He said suddenly.

"What is it?" Sanniang burst into tears, no longer in the mood to listen.

The black-clothed assassin wiped the blood off his face and muttered. "Houtianlou... There are indeed people who can defeat him."

Just in an instant.

The Buddha statue behind the monk broke the precepts moved.

It was a statue of Vajra Son.On weekdays, the Arhat statue, which was the statue of Venerable Rufuduo bending his hands behind his back and smiling at the lion beside him, looked a little different today.It may be that the monks were busy dealing with the raiding assassins, but no one noticed that the Laughing Lion Arhat was boldly sitting on the lion, holding a bowl with some dried plums in it.

And when the monk who broke the precepts drew a knife to kill Jin Shiba and Zuo Sanniang, the arhat blinked his eyes, flipped his left hand, and stuffed a bowl of bean skins into his mouth; Epee.

As soon as Yan Xinchu came out of the knife, he was suddenly caught by the sword and could no longer move an inch.

After spending [-] knives, his aura will increase by one point for each knives. By the sixth knives, he was already crushed, but somehow he was subtly dispelled by the Laughing Lion Arhat statue.The monk who broke the precepts was shocked for a moment, and finally showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. His two small bean-like eyes suddenly opened, and he asked, "Who is here?"

I saw the Buddha statue smeared its face indiscriminately and rubbed a handful of gold powder, revealing a hideous ghostly face.It turned out that this person was covered in gold lacquer, pretending to be a statue and sneaking into the palace, and he waited for this moment with all his heart.

The man stood on the Buddhist altar, the gold dust hadn't been removed, but he was already wearing a pitch-black military uniform.The shadow of the candle was dim, reflecting his graceful figure.If it weren't for the rakshasa ghost mask covering his face, he would be really young and energetic and heroic.

Raksha Jin Wu in black holds a long sword, and his eyes are shining.he shouted loudly. "—the one who killed you!"