Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Li Mochou turned around, turned her back to Lu Nianchou and said, "Leave, leave this place to me."

"If you still have some responsibilities as a father, then live well and one day..."

"Kill Wang Chongyang!"

Her tone was cold and firm, and she walked forward as she spoke.

Before she took two steps, Lu Nianchou grabbed her hand, and their eyes intertwined through the translucent gauze.

"I said, I will avenge our son and you!" Lu Nianchou looked at the looming eyes behind the gauze, "You just need to look at it today."

Li Mochou wanted to say something else, but at this time, a large number of Mongolian soldiers surrounded him from all directions. At the same time, a lama in red, surrounded by many soldiers, rushed towards this place.

"Li Mochou, are you still unwilling to give up?" An old lama scolded angrily: "You have killed so many people, your hands are covered with blood and sin, and you are still obsessed with it."

"If Basiba hadn't been merciful to you last time, you would have died here."

"But look what you did, you actually came to the temple to kill people again."

"People like you should be dead long ago."

Li Mochou did not open her mouth to argue, because before the old lama could finish his words, a cold light suddenly flashed through his head, his head shot up into the sky, and his blood spread all over the ground.

"Kill her!"

"Kill them!"

Accompanied by hysterical roars, Mongolian soldiers wearing iron armor and holding spears and scimitars surrounded them from all directions.

There are many secret cult masters among them. They cooperate with these Mongolian soldiers and wait for the opportunity.

puff!puff!puff!

Lu Nianchou pulled Li Mochou forward slowly. No matter whether it was a spear, a scimitar, or a rain of arrows falling from the sky, it was impossible to get even half a step in front of him.

Firelight that ordinary people couldn't see hovered outside their bodies, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.

And those enemies who dared to stand in front of them, whether they were armor made of refined iron or hard shields, were all shattered under the Qinglong Fairy Sword.

Every time the sword light flashes, a large amount of blood rains down.

Whether they stood in front of them, or attacked from both sides or from behind, their throats were cut directly by the terrifying edge.

The sword light was as sharp as a meteor and as fast as a meteor. No one or anything could resist it.

Lu Nianchou pulled Li Mochou, and as if they were taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, they slaughtered all the way and walked towards the depths of the temple.

All those who can be sent to guard the temple are elite soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles. Their weapons and armors are carefully forged. Those high-ranking secret sect monks who came here have decades of martial arts practice.

But at this moment, neither those elite soldiers nor the eminent monks of the secret sect could withstand the sharp edge of the fairy sword.

Wherever Lu Nianchou went, there was only death and corpses.

From beginning to end, he never said a word to these people. The moment he entered the Three Pagodas Temple, he locked onto his enemies.

The protector of Mongolia, Pasiba, who will go down in history in the future, is also the murderer of his son.

Li Mochou was worried about Lu Nianchou at first, but as corpses fell to the ground one after another around him, he saw with his own eyes that their enemies died in pain and wailing.

She suddenly gradually calmed down, turned her face slightly, and looked at her man through the hazy veil.

They haven't seen each other for twelve years, but this man is still so young, as if time has not left any trace on him.

And he became even more mysterious and powerful. His incredible body-protecting skills and his unparalleled sword-wielding skills all showed how terrifying this man was.

"Wang Chongyang will definitely come to find you if you kill so unscrupulously, he will."

Li Mochou said in a mocking tone: "He is extremely stubborn and abides by the so-called heavenly rules of the Taoist sect, and will never allow the powerful in the heaven and human realm to massacre ordinary people."

"Even when I personally tortured more than a dozen Quanzhen disciples to death in Zhongnan Mountain in front of him, he didn't show up."

"I've killed countless people over the years, and I can't even remember the people who died in my hands. But because I didn't break through to heaven, he never did anything to me."

"You feel happy killing these people now, but how will you face him then? Face the so-called Taoist heavenly rules?"

Lu Nianchou just tightened her hand, "Master, you will know."

"No matter who the enemy is, no matter how powerful they are, everyone will die, no one will be exempted."

"No matter how high the price is, I will make sure they die without a burial place."

hum!hum!hum!

The dull bells rang throughout the Three Pagodas Temple. Lu Nianchou's unscrupulous killing made the Mongolian soldiers and Tantric monks feel extremely frightened.

They had never seen such a method before, and they didn't even know what it was that caused their companions to lose their lives.

I only saw a cold light flashing in the sky. Wherever it passed, weapons broke, armor shattered, heads were severed one after another, and blood and corpses covered the ground.

Cruel, bloody, cold, and ruthless!

Although Li Mochou had strong martial arts skills, ruthless attacks, and terrifying poisonous skills, countless people had died at her hands over the years.

But her martial arts skills are still traceable, and her poisons have antidotes that can be broken. She can also be injured and run away.

What she did was more of a sneak attack and assassination, rather than slaughtering all the living people in front of her naked like a pig or a dog.

Such a scene makes everyone feel scared and scared.

"Stop, the person you are looking for is me and has nothing to do with them." A somewhat sad voice sounded not far ahead.

Lu Nianchou slowly looked up and saw a young lama wearing a red monk's robe and walking naked.

His figure is strong and slender, his skin is like ivory, and his whole person has a calm and convincing demeanor.

Just by appearing and speaking, all the Mongolian soldiers and Tantric monks present fell silent.

His eyes were full of grief and pity. Looking at the broken limbs and arms on the ground and the blood all over the ground, there was even a glimmer of water in his eyes.

He slowly squatted down and closed the dead eyes of a head, the expression on his face was full of compassion.

"The person you are looking for is me and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Ba Siba stood up and walked slowly towards Lu Nianchou and Li Mochou.

"No, they will kill you."

"Don't go there..."

"do not want!"

"As long as I am alive, I will never allow this female devil to hurt a hair on your head."

Seeing that Ba Siba was about to walk towards Lu Nianchou and Li Mochou, the expressions of all the Tantric monks surrounding him changed.

Basiba raised his hand, causing the surrounding area to gradually quiet down, "Enough people have died in these years."

"For the sake of grudges and revenge, we killed each other and plotted against each other. I watched countless people die tragically just to save me."

"Every night I feel guilty. I have confessed to the Buddha countless times and prayed for them countless times. I hope they can live a happy life in the next life." "Enough people have died. I don't want to continue. I don't want to see them. You will lose your life because of me."

"But..." the Tantra elder next to Pasiba said anxiously, "You are the reincarnation of the ancient Buddha and our faith and leader. Because of your existence, we can see the way forward clearly. To be able to escape ignorance and see true wisdom and joy.”

"Your existence is an arrangement of fate and the will of the Buddha. You are here to save the world."

"You can make the whole world a better place while you are alive, and you can save the fate of countless living beings."

"I believe that everyone here is willing to die for you, and everyone here is willing to give their lives to protect you."

As he spoke, he stood in front of Pasiba very firmly, "You are a living Buddha. I will never allow anyone to hurt you or want to hurt you unless they step on my body first."

"Then go to hell!" Before anyone could react, the cold light cut his throat directly.

The Tantric monk practiced the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing Technique. His external skills were extremely exquisite, but at this moment, he was covering his throat with extremely painful hands, as if he wanted to stop the gushing blood.

With a thud, the body fell to the ground.

"I don't have time to watch you perform these painful scenes in front of me." Lu Nianchou said in an extremely indifferent tone, "Are you Ba Siba?"

Basiba stretched out his hands to stop the others beside him, and then slowly walked forward.

"it's me."

"I wonder what the donor is called? What is his relationship with this donor Li?"

Lu Nianchou looked at the other person, "I am Lu Nianchou, Li Mochou's disciple, her husband, and the father of the child you killed."

"If you hadn't provoked me, you would have had a bright future. You might have reached a mysterious realm that ordinary people can't imagine, and followed the path of ancient immortals and Buddhas."

"Pity……"

hum!

Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's sword, the Qinglong Fairy Sword flashed a cold light in the sky and slashed towards the enemy's throat mercilessly.

"Wait a minute..." Ba Siba seemed to want to say something more, but the next moment all his words turned into blood and spewed out of his throat.

"I'm not in the habit of talking nonsense to my enemies."

Bang!

The Azure Dragon Sword returned to its sheath and landed on his waist.

Lu Nianchou pulled Li Mochou and said softly: "It's time for us to leave. There is another enemy waiting for us."

"Want to leave? Kill him!"

"He killed the Living Buddha."

"Pasiba is dead?"

"How can this be?"

"Come together and kill him!"

The surrounding Tantric monks were completely stunned. Everything happened too fast. They didn't even have time to react. They saw the reincarnation of the Living Buddha and fell to the ground with a plop, and blood could not stop filling the air.

Lu Nianchou ignored them. Everyone who blocked the way turned into corpses, and then led Li Mochou out of the door step by step.

The moment they walked out of the door, their figures flickered and disappeared into the street.

What happened in the Three Pagodas Temple quickly spread throughout the capital. The Mongolian high-level officials were furious and immediately ordered all city gates to be sealed.

All the forces in the entire city took action, not only the Mongolian soldiers and the Nine Triangles, but also the Han martial arts sects, bodyguards, and taverns were all searching.

"Anyone who finds the person who killed Pasipa Living Buddha will be rewarded with ten thousand gold. If he can kill the murderer, he will be granted the title of a marquis."

With the release of the reward order, I don’t know how many people have become interested.

Even if you can't kill the murderer, as long as you can find his whereabouts and report it, you can get a reward of ten thousand gold, which is a huge wealth.

However, the entire metropolis was sealed off for seven days, and searches were conducted door to door in the streets and every corner, but no trace of Lu Nianchou and Li Mochou was found.

At this time, they had already left Dadu and headed towards Lin'an Mansion.

On the seventh day after they left Dadu, Lu Nianchou was driving a carriage on the official road when the back of a Taoist suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lu Nianchou slowly stopped the carriage.

The man turned around and looked at Lu Nianchou from head to toe, "I didn't expect you to be alive. I saw with my own eyes that you were dead."

"Yes, I died under your whip." Lu Nianchou said calmly. No one could understand the pain and despair he felt when he was beaten to death.

Even though he was reborn under the influence of the system and magical powers, he was really dead and killed alive.

He never wanted to experience that kind of pain and despair again in his life.

"What happened to all this? Did you use your magical power to deceive me?" Wang Chongyang asked, staring into his eyes.

"Master Dao Sect, is there anything you don't know that you need to ask me?" After Lu Nianchou said this, he pulled the reins hard and urged the carriage to continue walking forward.

Seeing that the carriage was about to hit Wang Chongyang, he frowned and dodged to avoid it.

"Pasiba from Dadu is dead, was it you who killed him?" Wang Chongyang asked from behind the carriage.

"I killed him." Lu Nianchou's voice was calm.

Wang Chongyang took a deep breath, "I don't know how you escaped the disaster in the first place, but you should know very well that the laws of heaven are strict and the power of heaven is majestic and must not be blasphemed."

"Powerful men and gods must not interfere in worldly affairs, otherwise they will be punished by God."

"I was able to beat you to death once, and I can beat you to death the second time."

"I won't give you another chance this time!"

"Oh?" Lu Nianchou said without looking back while driving the carriage, "Then why don't you do it?"

He sneered with unknown meaning and drove the carriage away behind his ears, leaving only the dust raised by the rolling wheels.

Wang Chongyang stared at the shadow of the carriage, but did not follow it.

"What on earth is going on? Why don't Tiangui and Divine Whip react?"

"He didn't violate the rules of heaven? Or did he use some method to avoid the rules of heaven?"

Thinking of the second possibility, Wang Chongyang's heart was filled with depression and panic. "There must be no loopholes in the heavenly rules, let alone be destroyed, otherwise everything will be over."

"Lu Nianchou, no matter what secrets you have, from now on, I will keep a close eye on you and will never allow you to violate the laws of heaven again."

The look in his eyes was extremely heavy, and after standing there for a moment, his figure gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)