Chapter 570
"Lingxu! You sanctimonious bastard! If you have the ability, come out and have a fight with me!"

Downstairs of the blood-stained Fox Immortal, the crazy monk Lingcheng was wielding his knife tirelessly, but in the past, Tianquan and the white monk were the only ones who could stand and breathe.

After the blood wave swept across, the stumped limbs and arms all over the ground made others think that this was the scene of the [-]th floor of hell. At this moment, besides the deep anger, Tianquan also had deep self-blame.

He blamed himself for his helplessness, and could only watch these knight-errants being innocently killed by Monk Lingcheng. He didn't even have the ability to save the other's body.

On the opposite side of the white monk, the unchanging smile on his face has been replaced by sorrow at this moment, and Amu, whose body is blood-stained and whose life is unknown, is lying at his feet. Add one more person.

"Lingxu——Lingxu!"

Monk Lingcheng yelled this name wildly, and swung the bloody saber at the two standing people again, Tianquan dodged in embarrassment, the saber light flashed from the side of his right arm, almost leaving an arm behind.

Looking at this terrifying scene in the distance, Zhao Zijun and Zhao Ziyi were already vomiting, not to mention going to help now, whether they could walk back by themselves was a problem.

And Lu Hanjiang and Huangfu Xiaoyuanshang were able to keep their faces unchanged, not because they were cold-blooded and ruthless, but because they had already seen a similar situation seven years ago.

Both of them had personally experienced the battle of Wandaomen, and such a scene could no longer move them. Compared with this scene like a picture scroll of hell, the name that the crazy monk yelled made them quite concerned.

Monk Lingcheng was in a state of unconsciousness. When he saw someone trying to grab the knife, he immediately slashed it back. The black-faced headhunter was taken aback. He had some martial arts skills, so he immediately swung the knife in his hand to block it.

Before employing a person, Lu Hanjiang still asked Jin Yiwei to do the basic background investigation. Although he has a vicious nickname, he has never had any bad reputation.

Having said that, it is estimated that the Baijing monk wanted to find Fang Huayu, the county magistrate, to help with the aftermath. If it were Lu Hanjiang, he would probably do the same.

"Presumptuous! You dare to use swords in front of the county magistrate! Could it be that you want to assassinate the imperial court official?!"

It's just that they probably didn't expect that the big change of Monk Lingcheng is over now, and they don't need to think about the crime. It's just that whether such a big criminal can be taken down has become a new problem.

Monk Lingcheng, on the other hand, turned his gaze and stared at the black-faced headhunter, the blood knife in his hand seemed to be about to move.

"Personally, I really want to see how many knives Master Lingcheng can make as a joke. Brother Zhao, don't worry, let me tell you, the rescue is coming soon, and they will be fine." Lu Hanjiang smiled. road.

"Probably not," Lu Hanjiang thought for a while, and said, "'Badao King Kong' became famous earlier than Li Guishou. If he had learned the blood demon sword technique a long time ago, it would not be Li Guishou's turn to master this martial art." Famous all over the world."

And judging from the expression on the face of the white monk at the moment, it was obvious that the madness of the monk Lingcheng was beyond his expectation.

No one obeyed the order, making the black-faced arrester very annoyed, he strode forward, and reached out to snatch the monk Lingcheng's saber, Tianquan was somewhat conscientious, and shouted "be careful" in advance.

This is an honest sentence. Monk Lingcheng does not distinguish between himself and the enemy. The Tianquan and Baijing monks on the field are his targets. If one is not good, if the long road breaks and the demon monk runs away, it will be a lot of fun. .

When Tianquan saw the officials from the county government arriving, instead of heaving a sigh of relief, he felt very worried. After all, according to Zhao Ziyi, the county magistrate Fang would not be on their side.

However, the Lingguan monk who was affected just panicked suddenly and was defeated. How come it was Lingcheng monk's turn to go crazy and kill indiscriminately.

"Brother Yue, Miss Yue, we don't care how the great monk learned his martial arts, we must first find a way to rescue the Taoist priest." On the other side, Zhao Ziyi finally took a breath, holding back The churning of the stomach bag continued, and he spoke.

Ba Dao refers to the weapon he is good at, and the word King Kong describes his fierceness. If Lingcheng kills bloody seas every time, he has long been criticized for being a monk for being too murderous.

"If I remember correctly, Lingxu is the dharma name of the abbot of Northern Shaolin, right?" Lu Hanjiang asked while rubbing his chin.

He cursed angrily, "You—you bastard! How dare you attack court officials!"

In a hurry, he was cut back more than ten steps by the knife, and his feet drew two deep marks on the ground. The black-faced head catcher was surprised that his entire arm was injured by the knife. It's numb, and now I can't even pull out the knife.

Seeing the mad monk Lingcheng constantly cursing Lingxu, Huangfu Xiaoyuan wondered: "Is there a conflict between this Lotus Temple and Northern Shaolin?"

Lu Hanjiang pursed his lips in disdain and said, "That old Taoist priest in Wudang can still kill people with a sword, and this old monk Lingxu, I reckon he will have no problem staying on for another ten years."

"Who knows, it's common for Buddhist sects to communicate with each other, and they are disciples of the same generation, so it's not uncommon for them to end up grudges."

This is not just nonsense, as early as when Tianquan led people to kill the fox downstairs, a guy dressed as a servant sneaked out in the building. Looking at the direction, he should be going to the county. As for why Lu Hanjiang didn't stop him when he saw it. What does this have to do with him, heh.

Although he was very reluctant to mention the topic of Li Guishou, since Lu Hanjiang asked about it, Huangfu Xiaoyuan took advantage of the situation and said: "The Demon Dao Saber King has only become famous as the master of the Wandao Sect in the past ten years, but he started in It was more than ten years ago that he broke through the rivers and lakes, maybe it was a friend he made?"

Having said that, Lu Hanjiang was very eloquent today, and just after he opened his mouth, Fang Huayu's people actually arrived.

It is not uncommon to have such a guess. For example, Yan Fengyun, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, and Gu Zijing, the owner of Xuehua Palace, are all friends that Li Guishou made before he became famous. , no one would have thought that such unrelated three people would travel the rivers and lakes together.

"Yes," Huangfu Xiaoyuan nodded and said, "Abbot Lingxu of Northern Shaolin hasn't shown his face in Jianghu for many years. It is rumored that he is old and he seems to be planning to retire."

Lu Hanjiang paused, and then said: "What I'm curious about is why the Lingcheng monk of the Lotus Temple can use the blood demon sword technique. No matter how blind Li Guishou is, it's impossible for him to pass on this magic skill to an outsider, right? This man is still an upright monk."

What's more, from the current point of view, this Lingcheng monk not only has problems with martial arts, but also has a certain degree of mental instability. Lu Hanjiang has long been keenly aware that the bells played by the Baijing monk are the same twice.

"Stop everything! The county magistrate is here! Put away all the swords and swords!" A black-faced arrester arrived and surrounded the Fox Immortal Tower with his people.

At this moment, the scene was at a stalemate, the black-faced arrester's voice fell, but none of the three standing people obeyed. Tianquan and Baijing monk were worried that Lingcheng monk would suddenly get violent, and dared not stop easily.

At this time, Monk Lingcheng couldn't listen to these words, he missed a single blow, raised the knife and slashed again, the guards around were overwhelmed by the terrifying bloody light on his knife, and stopped one after another, not daring to go forward.

"This kind of nonsense can also deceive those idlers in the teahouse."

Seeing that the black-faced policeman was about to die in Huangquan, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the distance: "Niety! Don't stop!"

Surprisingly, Monk Lingcheng, who was already red-eyed, really stopped the movement of his hands under this sound. Lu Hanjiang frowned slightly, threw away the stone in his hand, and looked back at the source of the sound: " Lion's Roar?"

Not far behind the crowd, the abbot of the Lotus Temple hurried over with a few monks in gray robes.

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