beg for chivalry

The seventh knife was swung out.

This knife is like a howling wind, flying around the Buddha table lamps, candles, incense burner, and water supply, like a whale and a crocodile wave, engulfing the four sides of the treasure hall.Seeing this, Raksha in black swung the long sword in his hand, and instantly met the knife with the momentum of a blue dragon coming out of the water, with familiar techniques and steady.

As soon as the weapons met, the monk who broke the precepts was very surprised: he saw that the assassin who suddenly appeared had a small frame, so he must be just a young boy who had just entered the rivers and lakes. The courage that has been mixed up over the years: the body is not inferior, and the face of danger is not afraid.

The eighth, ninth, and ten knives are coming one after another!Its momentum was almost collapsed, but Jin Wu still took over without any confusion.Whatever kind of sword is thrown out of his heart, he can respond with the same move in an instant.

The rain of knives fell suddenly, the shadows of swords flew, and thirty minutes later, even though the two of them hadn't come to terms with each other, Yanxin was already frowning, but Rakshasa in black was calm and composed.

"It's really powerful." The monk who broke the precepts suddenly shook back the gold chain in his hand, and clasped his hands together. "It's been a long time since I've been a fool—I've never seen such a difficult person." He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted loudly, "It's a pity that although your kung fu is higher than ordinary people, you are still a despicable person!"

Seeing the two of them fighting back and forth with swords, Sanniang was dumbfounded, and finally came back to her senses with a sigh of relief.So she tugged on Jin Shiba's sleeve and asked, "Why... you say he is a 'scumbag'?"

Jin Shiba was out of breath, and said back to her: "Do you know what kind of weapon the young host is using?"

Sanniang glanced at the long sword in the black-clothed Raksha's hand, and said, "Isn't that the black iron epee?"

"No."

She recalled that when she went to Jinwuliao's room at night, the young man threatened her with the Seven Star Goose Wing Knife, so she replied: "It's the Goose Wing Knife."

Jin Shiba shook his head: "No."

"What is that?" Sanniang asked curiously.At this time, Jin Wu and the Jianghu are dealing with each other for the tenth time, undoubtedly taking huge risks.Even when his life was at stake, he still refused to use his own weapon. I really don't know how to judge the boy who couldn't be treated with common sense.

"It's the enemy." Jin Shiba said. "Young landlord's weapon is the 'enemy'."

He pointed at the black-clothed Rakshasa who was wrestling with the broken monk, and said. "Third Miss, let's see, is the move he uses the same move as the monk who broke the precepts?"

Sanniang looked closely, and it was true.Every time Yanxin, the monk who broke the precepts, made a slash, Jin Wu followed the same pattern and followed the same move.It seems simple to say, but anyone who has a little experience in martial arts knows the difficulty: imitate the opponent's sword technique in an instant without seeing the moves, and counterattack back with equal skills.

It is not appropriate to use the word "remembering" to describe it, because Jin Wu has deduced the whole picture of this sword technique even before the monk's sword is fully used, and it is getting heavier and heavier with the speed of lightning. The knife hit!

The confrontation with Jianghu Tenth is naturally extremely dangerous, and if there is a slight difference, his life will be ruined, but the black-clothed Luo Sha is extremely accurate and excellent, and he never misses with one sword combined with one sword.

Really amazing talent.

This idea popped up in Sanniang's mind for no reason.

She has heard of people who are well-versed in scriptures, and has heard of people with skillful hands, but she has never seen someone who has such a deep understanding of martial arts.It takes years and years for ordinary warriors to learn "form" to understand the "meaning" in martial arts.

But Jin Wu is effortless, such skills can be understood through just a glance, and can be integrated and changed in appearance.If those masters who have practiced hard for decades saw him stealing the secrets of various sects so easily, they might not be able to sleep well in the ground.

"Master Yimu has the meaning of the sword, and all kinds of weapons can be used at his fingertips!" Zuo Sanniang murmured, finally comprehending the meaning.Looking at the nimble young figure again, she couldn't help but feel her heart tremble.

Jin Wu was staring at the food knife in the hand of the monk who broke the precepts.He has always been strong when he encounters the strong, if the opponent is the tenth in the world, he can use the strength of the tenth in the world; if the opponent is the number one in the world, he can also fight evenly.What Jin Shiba said was right, he didn't have any weapons he was used to.Knife, sword, spear, fist, axe, stick, any one can be handy.

But that doesn't mean he's invincible.

At this time, he felt short of breath, his muscles tensed, and his hair stood on end.It takes only a moment for Yanxin to strike, and he also needs to see through the opponent's moves, intentions and thoughts in an instant, and sometimes he can't see through it in time, so he has to use his feeling to complete the whole picture of the saber technique.Just like painting, Jin Wu needs to put rouge water on the pattern of flowers and birds before the monk who broke the precepts picks up his pen.

"...Know your mind with your hands, see Liu Siyuan."

Jin Wu said silently in his heart, and at the same time, there seemed to be shock in his eyes.The black-clothed Raksha galloped fast with his sword in hand, one thought counted for an instant, but he wanted to move twenty thoughts in one instant!So Jishou, Kurong, Kaihe, Hanzhuo, and Xushi all received one sword. If Yanxin was struck horizontally, he would have twenty ways to deal with it.

But seeing black shadows flying fast, the figure of the boy wearing a ghost mask fluttered like a dancing swallow, dodging back and forth in the light of the knife.The big-headed monster monk's eyes were burning, and he danced the food knife in all directions, and the wind and the pine waves roared angrily.The wooden pillars of the Erqing Palace were broken, and the lamp-burning Buddha statue was destroyed by the violent wind, and mud was splashed everywhere.

Yan Xin suddenly looked up and laughed loudly: "You are laughing."

The boy he was fighting with was wearing a ghost mask, but this strange monk was sure that he was laughing, not surprising.Hearing this, Rakshasa in black paused in his footsteps, but he was still keenly aware of all directions, and he held his sword to kill the monk who broke the precepts.

Yan Xin asked him suddenly. "Xia Yu is the tenth 'broken monk' in Jianghu. Have you ever been afraid of fighting Xia Yu?"

The black-clothed Rakshasa said calmly: "Tenth in the Jianghu, naturally he is afraid." Even so, his steps were not chaotic at all, and there was no sign of panic.

"That's right." Yan Xin said with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. "You say 'fear' with your mouth, but your body and hands are not timid, but eager to try. The stronger the opponent, the happier you will be."

The monk who broke the precepts couldn't help but praised: "Intelligence and courage are all there. It would not be an exaggeration to say that you are a natural warrior. You have golden knives hidden in your eyes, and autumn stars are dripping in your blood. You are only a fool." I've seen someone who can match you."

Rakshasa in black said: "...I guess that person is no longer alive."

Yan Xin laughed: "Not bad. And you will soon be like her!"

Before the words were finished, the golden chain knife flew out suddenly, surrounding the black-clothed Rakshasa like a ghostly shadow.Jin Wu can move twenty thoughts in an instant, and the monk who broke the precepts wants to use these hundreds of knives to make him overwhelmed.

At the same time, the abbot of Fazang Temple also shouted: "Yanxin, I will wait for the Wutai monks to help you!" So the monks followed the five magic circles, and the peaks and Fala lined up again. In a blink of an eye, the Great Sage was surrounded The Fudo King Formation traps the black-clothed Rakshasa in it.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Shi Fawan, occupies the immovable honorable position, and is the "face" of King Ming. His two palms are flying like Kaliura's flames.The head of the hall holds a vajra, the head holds a treasure stick, the back hall holds a losso, and the west hall holds a golden wheel, representing the "four arms" of King Ming, and the true meaning is stirring.As soon as Jin Wu entered the battle, he felt a tingling pain all over his body, he couldn't help gritted his teeth and let out a muffled grunt, his steps were chaotic.

It turns out that Fudo Ming Wang's wrathful power can get rid of demon barriers, and his Dharma can subdue evil spirits.If at this time Wutai Seng is the king of Ming who bears the fierce fire, then Jin Wu is the Raksha ghost who is forced by the Buddha.Coupled with the blessings of thousands of monks outside King Ming's formation, Jin Wu is not only fighting against one monk who broke the precepts, but also confronting thousands of monks!

After explaining the Dharma, the abbot saw that he was besieged, and said with a smile: "After all the bad karma, you will get retribution. It is about you waiting for heaven."

The rest of the monks thought of the tragic death of the solid lamp and the firm abbot, and they couldn't help but show the anger of an unmoving messenger, and shouted: "This man is also the same party as the evil ghost who killed the two masters, and killed many good men and believers. , Go against the law and go against your will, and deserve evil rewards!" "Take him first, and don't let him succeed easily!" For a while, there was a lot of noise in the treasure hall.

Trapped in shackles, Rakshasa in black remained calm.He said coldly: "...Whether you can catch me or not depends on your abilities."

Said it was too late and then soon, he suddenly grabbed the victory banner embroidered with flying sky in front of the Buddha, cut off the silk cloth with a sword, and twisted it into a long rope.But seeing the young man reached out his hand and put the silk rope on the beam, before the monks could react, he jumped up lightly and flew onto the beam.

Jin Wu Lingkong took a cursory glance and took a rough note of the formation of the monks.As soon as he stepped on the pillar, he quickly fell into the group of monks again.Seeing the evil ghost with a long knife attacking, the monks couldn't help being terrified, and hurriedly turned around and raised their palms to deal with it.For a moment, fists and feet were confused, magic weapons were intertwined, and angry shouts were in chaos.I also saw the black-clothed boy with Rakshasa ghost face dexterously stepping on the shoulders and head of the monks in the sea of ​​people, just like a frightened bird fleeing a rabbit. The monks stretched out their hands to grab him, but they couldn't touch the corner of his clothes.

"Stop, black-clothed Rakshasa!" Qinggou Temple Youliu shouted angrily.The Houtianlou Assassin had just killed his junior brother Youkong, and he felt angry from his heart, determined to catch the black-clothed boy.

"I stopped." Jin Wu stepped on the abbot's bald ladle, and replied coldly.

You Liu was already furious, and he stepped forward to slap his palm, but at this moment, the toe of the black-clothed Rakshasa flickered to avoid it, and then turned and stepped on another person's shoulder.So this palm hit the head of the abbot of the monastery, causing the old abbot to become dizzy and furious, shouting: "You Liu! Are your eyes even more dizzy than the old man!"

In a blink of an eye, the hall was in chaos.But what is even more terrible is that after Jin Wu's teasing, King Ming's formation has quietly changed.I could only hear screams from all around: "The monks of Guangde Temple, take good care of the disciples of this temple! Don't let the palm wind accidentally hurt the other four..." "Brother Huagu, why did you attack me with your true intentions?"" Everyone, please stop and close the formation, this formation is wrong...!"

Jin Wu fell on the Buddhist altar, and everyone panicked and panicked, but he took some prunes from the treasure jar that he had hidden before and chewed them boredly, a pair of blue eyes like deep pools were calm behind the ghost's face.

It turned out that he had intended to attract the attention of the monks, and secretly led them to change their positions, breaking Fudo Mingwang's method, and laying out the killing formation in "Tiangang Chess".

People can only kill each other in the killing array.If it was said that the Naming King formation just now was "Buddha kills ghosts", at this time the Tiangang chess formation is "ghosts kill Buddha".In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed, the thousand monks were going to subdue the black-clothed Rakshasa, but at this time they were used instead, and their brothers and sisters began to kill each other.

The five magic circles were in chaos, and the Houtianlou assassins who had been trapped before escaped one after another.They picked up the weapons they had used earlier, and they all responded, "Help the young master to kill the precepted monks!" Then several black shadows jumped out and attacked the monks with knives.

Seeing the disciples in the temple being wounded bloody by the true meaning and the sword, the long eyebrows and canthus were split open: "Black-clothed Rakshasa, you villain! How dare you plot against us!"

Jin Wu nodded with a plum in his mouth: "That's right, I'm the most evil villain in the world."

After saying this, the young man hurriedly threw away the treasure pot in his hand, and leaned back, narrowly avoiding the sudden sharp blade.Seeing the person attacking with a knife, even he who seemed calm before could not help but see a little cold sweat from his forehead.

Yan Xin, a monk who broke the precepts, held a gold chain in one hand and a thin short knife in the other.His khaki robe was stained with blood, and he stood gloomy in front of the dilapidated Buddha statue.He sneered coldly and said: "To deal with a villain like you, you still need a villain like Xiayu who has broken precepts."

After saying that, he used the eating knife to destroy the dead, and the sharp edge appeared, and the knife cut straight at the black-clothed Rakshasa!

"31, 32, 33 knives!" Yan Xin yelled violently, as if a string collapsed and the mountains were divided, and the wind and rain were pouring violently and breaking the dawn.Three knives came out at the same time, and Jin Wu had no choice but to draw his sword to counteract it.His mind was fast, and he memorized the three sword moves in a blink of an eye, and sent out the same sword move before Yanxin's blade arrived.

Yan Xin smiled grimly.

Rakshasa in black was startled.In an instant, he suddenly felt a sharp shock in his wrist, and a burst of heartbreaking pain surged from his whole body!Jin Wu's eyelashes trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and drew out the knife.

"You should know." Yan Xin said to him calmly, "Even if you can imitate a knife with your mind, your body can't. It took Xia Yu 40 years to swing three hundred knives, no matter how clever you are, There is absolutely no way to learn the principle of eating a knife in a moment." The monk who broke the precepts glanced at him and asked suddenly. "How old are you?"

Jin Wu frowned, remained silent for a moment, but still replied, "Fourteen."

"You are 14 years old, but you have reached a level that ordinary people can't reach at the age of 70. You are indeed a young talent." Yan Xin sighed. "But it's a pity that you are still too young, and your sharpness is revealed too early. Muxiu will be destroyed by the wind in the forest. If you are strong, you will be broken, and if you are wise, you will be easily injured. No matter which way you go, you can't go too far, and you can't live too long."

Jin Wu fumbled a handful of rice into the incense burner, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, then leaned the epee forcefully in front of his body, and said with usual expression: "Whether I go far or not, long life or short life is none of your business? What I care about is whether I can kill you today."

Yan Xin smiled and said, "Of course I can't kill him."

He stretched out his hands and shot the golden chain towards the four pillars in the hall to bind it.The golden chain seemed to be endless, and it wrapped around the pillar several times in a blink of an eye.At the same time, the big-headed monster monk looked up to the sky and shouted: "Masters, the monk who broke the precepts is going to kill this scourge in the world today, it is impolite!"

After explaining the Dharma, the abbot of Shaolin Temple suddenly realized what this strange monk was going to do, and hurriedly called all the disciples: "Disciples from all temples, retreat from the hall!" "Let's go! Hurry up and go! If you're half a minute late, go to the bardo!"

The monks rushed in disorderly steps and filed out towards the gate of the temple.Raksha in black's eyes froze, and suddenly understood what the monk who broke the precepts was going to do.He stared and saw Jin Shiba and Zuo Sanniang were still kneeling on the ground, he suddenly shuddered, kicked up the tip of the knife and held it in his hand, and flew towards them.

The monk who broke the precepts laughed and clasped his five fingers quickly.

In an instant, the wooden pillar cracked, and a deafening sound rang from the ears.The golden chain broke the pillars supporting the main hall, the beams and wooden painted ceiling crashed down, and sawdust and dust poured down.The dark golden Buddha statue was cracked, the magic snail umbrella, copper, wood, porcelain jade, and lamp posts were all overturned and rolled, and the magnificent hall was turned into ruins in a blink of an eye.

The black-clothed Rakshasa kicked up the wooden incense table at that moment, barely blocking the falling roof tiles, wood and stones.

He supported the incense table with the epee in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the disheveled Jin Shiba and Zuo Sanniang looking at him with teary eyes.

Jin Shiba patted the dust off his mask, panted and said, "Young master, you are too weak. It takes so much effort to be the tenth in the world."

The black-clothed Raksha stared at him through the face of the ghost, and cursed: "You can go!"

In fact, Jin Shiba didn't really laugh at Jin Wu.Jin Shiba had received the food knife before, and only four knives could make him feel terrified. He was almost out of his wits, but Jin Wu stubbornly took thirty knives, and he was still dealing with the formations laid down by Qianseng, which was extremely difficult. .

At this time, the smoke and dust were flying, and the scene in the hall could not be seen clearly.There was dead silence everywhere, and it was not known if all the monks and assassins had escaped from the temple.Jin Wu let go of his sword, stood up with difficulty, and glared at Zuo Sanniang again: "Why is she here?"

Hearing his cold voice, Sanniang couldn't help trembling all over, and said in a soft voice: "I... I'm curious, so I want to come and see how you usually kill people."

Jin Wu smiled instead of anger, but he was not smiling, and his words were full of sarcasm: "Then take your time and look at it, I don't care if you see it in the underworld."

Although she didn't show her face, Sanniang felt that the ferocious Rakshasa mask was also mocking her coldly.

Seeing that he was still indifferent to her, Sanniang couldn't help but feel sour and angry, and said: "What's the use of you? It's enough to have Jin Shiba protecting me, and you will only add to the chaos when you come out."

The black-clothed Raksha stared at her out of trouble, and said coldly. "Who is causing the trouble?" Turning to Jin Shiba again, "Mynah, let me borrow your Crescent Moon Saber."

Jin Shiba held Yanyue Dao in his arms and looked up at him. "Young master, this is my treasure..."

Jin Wu shouted: "Do you want to eat or die!" He stretched out his hand to grab his knife.

At this time, the sword in his hand was used to support the incense case, and he had no weapons to fight with. If he didn't pick up the sword again, all three of them might die here.

The assassin reluctantly handed the knife to him, but he still couldn't help saying: "Food, God. If you don't give me food, I don't want my life."

Just as he was talking nonsense, Jin Shiba suddenly noticed that the black-clothed Raksha was shocked, and the hand holding the knife froze immediately.

Jin Shiba called out puzzledly: "Young master?"

Jin Wu remained motionless, panting more and more quickly.Jin Shiba went to touch him, but his hands were scarlet and bloody.Only then did he and Zuo Sanniang realize that there was something pierced on Jin Wu's chest, the cold light shone brightly, it was clearly a blade!

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a shadowy figure stood among the rotten tiles of the dilapidated house.I saw that this person was holding a chain in one hand and a knife in the other. He was the monk who had broken the precepts.

In Yan Xin's hand, he held a long and slender food knife with a very long handle and a very short blade.And this knife——at this moment, it was deeply piercing into Jin Wu's chest.

Just now the smoke and dust filled the air, and no one noticed that the ugly monk had come quietly.Jin Wu was also focused on talking to them, but he was negligent for a while, and he was stabbed in the back.

Sanniang was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she called out, "Jin Wu!"

Yan Xin let go of the knife, and Luo Sha in black immediately collapsed.Jin Shiba hurried to help him, but felt that his clothes were wet and slippery. It turned out that the monk who broke the precepts had not only cut one knife, but three or five knifes in one place, so the wound was extremely deep, and the blood flowed continuously.Seeing this injury, even Jin Shiba, who was used to seeing casualties, felt a chill in his heart.

The precept-breaking monk Yanxin nodded and said: "Amitabha, Xiayu has already said..."

He opened Ming Ning's small eyes, and said sincerely to the fallen black-clothed Rakshasa: "...you can't live too long."