Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 450 It’s just knives
"How is it?" Bian Lun had been worried about the outcome of this battle when he knew that the person who planned all this was a Confucian sage.

One Saint Lord can influence the direction of a war, let alone two Saint Lords together.

Ninety-six sage kings constitute the deterrent of Confucianism to the entire world.

If they join forces, it will be easy to pacify a big country. At present, none of the five countries can build a complete line of defense, and only Xiongguan and the royal palace can pay attention to it.

The holy kings don't have to worry about their food and grass lines being cut off when they fight. They only need to bypass Xiongguan, and the big powers have nothing to do with them.

Although it was not good to think like this, Bian Lun couldn't help but think - "The two saints just caused such a big trouble, why don't we just forget about it?"

Their use of their own methods to kill people is much more serious than this fuss.

If they are angered and Buddhism does not send Arhats and Bodhisattvas down the mountain, all lives will be ruined!
"One ran away. I don't know if you saw it, but the other one is probably not dead... My fire can still feel his soul."

Those who are bitten by Jueming Yan are equivalent to being marked by Chu Jun and will not stop until death.

Sure enough, not long after Chu Jun finished his reply, a man rushed out from the ruins of the mountain. Half of the Wen Palace above him had been lost, and not much of his human form could be seen.

The Dantian is half-impaired. Even if he escapes, he will no longer be able to hold the position of Holy King.

He failed too much in this battle...

The first thing is that the grandson of Xiaojun who reported the time stabbed him in the back!
"Jiu Guo Ji Ji" says: "Winds and rains are not at the right time, causing damage and disaster. Five stars lose their shape, and the state suffers."

The combination of the Holy Lord of Plague and the Lord of Time is the best combination for chaos and subjugation of a country. Outside of the five countries, any country that does not obey the enlightenment will basically be over as long as they leave.

There is no substitute for its usefulness, so even if the Plague Saint King is not welcomed in Confucianism, he will never receive less treatment than he deserves.

The two have been "vanguard generals" for so long, and Xiaojun's ruthlessness is not inferior to his. Who would have thought that this guy would run away as soon as the fight started.

The second failure was that the Plague Saint tried to use plague energy to attack a person who could not catch the disease.

The third failure is that the terrain is not good and the space in the cave is limited.

The fourth failure was that the opponent had a magic weapon in his hand, but he didn't know anything about this magic weapon, so he took a move rashly and almost lost his life.

The fifth failure... He didn't want to run away.

When a knife loses its value, it will only rot and stink.

"Hahahahaha!" The Plague Holy Lord laughed, and the scars and sarcoma on his face fell off one by one, revealing the stark white bones.

The Demon Lord Disaster Soldier, Buddhism can tolerate such a person, and even let him learn Dharmakaya.

Confucianism can tolerate such a person in the face of disasters and epidemics, and still makes him carry great responsibilities.

The Holy Monarch of Plague saw his own shadow in the monk.

"Walker, you will end up like me one day. People like us will always be nothing more than swords. This time I just wanted to take the opportunity to gain some benefits for myself, but I ended up dead." "

"You think you defeated me? No! It's just that my knife has its own ideas. For the person holding the knife, such a knife can be thrown away."

"You...are not an exception."

The entire body of the Plague Holy Monarch suddenly exploded, and green plague energy spread out overwhelmingly.

The trees will wither, the grass will turn yellow, the flowers will bloom, and the people will die!

"drive!"

As soon as Chu Jun replied, the moon chariot turned into a moonlight and left here.

No matter how fast the epidemic spreads, it is not as fast as the moon carriage. There is no need to worry about the safety of everyone on the carriage... However, if there is no way, it will be difficult for others to say.

The plague has no intention of stopping after swallowing up an entire mountain. It is still expanding outward. At this speed, it does not take a stick of incense to threaten the nearby people. Chu Jun stepped back to the ruins, turned around and walked back.

He wanted to use his dream to seal the mountain together with the plague...

As soon as they reached the place covered by the plague, an evil spirit three feet high and five feet wide rushed out.

Chu Jun glanced back and focused his gaze, then picked up the Yinghuo Star Treasure and smashed it up again... This thing has a simple and unpretentious beauty, and 99% of the people in the world can't stop it by gravity alone.

The plague ghost was knocked away by the Yinghuo Star Treasure again, but it quickly gathered its body and killed it again.

"Are you still so crazy without Wen Gong?"

"scold!"

When he was at Blue Star, Zhou Lang once used the thunderous sound of heavenly drums to scare away hundreds of ghosts. Chu Jun learned what he had learned and used it on plague ghosts.

It's like hearing a drum from the sky, like hearing the sound of thunder.

The Plague Saint has high hopes that as long as he finds a host, he can pass on his incurable disease to the plague ghost and evaporate.

Obviously, it only needs to be touched to lodge in Chu Junhui's body, but with the "earthly dream" around, it will never be able to touch it.

This was the case when the Plague Saint King was alive, and the result was the same after his death.

"start--"

Chu Junhui used "Peng Bian" to ensure that his internal energy could support him to complete the next project. The next moment, an illusion enveloped the entire mountain.

All the epidemic energy was sealed by this illusion.

As long as no one finds the support of this illusion, no one can break the illusion and release the epidemic.

The so-called possession is just a sycamore leaf fabricated by Chu Junhui out of a dream. Anyone who wants to pick this leaf must survive another dream.

A dream within a dream, double insurance, save the brainless man who insists on dreaming.

……

The next day, Chu Jun went back to say goodbye to Bian Lun.

He didn't take the initiative to mention it, but Bian Lun still gave him a few medical books, which were inherited by medical families... The previous generation of Guiguzi did not have the word "physician" on his resume. He hoped that the resume of this generation of Guiguzi would count "physician" Go in.

By then, doctors will be able to have more than one saint, right?
After getting rid of the Holy King of Plague, the rate of infection of the disease has dropped for some reason. Only those who have been infected can be cured to resolve this crisis.

Bian Lun has found a cure.

Just let them eat the extracted essence and drink some medicinal soup that nourishes the stomach and regulates the kidneys.

Under Bian Lun's call, all the medical disciples chose to pay for the medicine at their own expense and took out loans to save people.

After Chu Junhui learned about this situation, he sighed with emotion.

"God will not give out the awe-inspiring energy or merit to such a group of people. Is the awe-inspiring aura really awe-inspiring, and the merit really true merit?"

"You did send it to me. Am I still a Confucian sword? Haha~"

Chu Junhui didn't believe what the Holy Lord of the Epidemic said before his death... He was completely different from this person. After he learned that "the name is not worthy of the name", it stands to reason that he has jumped out of the chessboard of the saint.

"No one can use me as a knife anymore."

What's printed on his seal is not the "mang" given by Cang Sheng, but the "Walker" he walked out on his own.

(End of this chapter)