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Chapter 141: A shocking throw, sending a bell to the emperor, inside the Wan'an Temple, the Vajra Demon Circle (please vote for me)
On this day, gongs rang loudly in Dadu, and the people in the capital shouted in unison: "Come on, come on!"

Everyone stretched their necks and looked around, only to see endless teams of people and horses. There were thousands of people in various drum and gong bands alone.

After these, two more red satin flags came holding high.One flag says "Anbang protects the country" and the other flag says "Suppress evil and subjugate demons", with many shining golden Sanskrit words beside it.

There are two hundred elite Mongolian soldiers guarding the front and rear of the banner. They have long swords that can beat the snow, iron spears like clouds, and 400 people riding on white horses.When all the people saw this majesty, they all cheered loudly.

After the elite Mongolian soldiers, there was another burst of music, and the teams that came over were all acrobats swallowing knives and spitting fire, and all kinds of secret skills from the Western Regions, which only made the people cheer. Then there were teams of puppet shows and tricks. The acrobatic show of playing with discs in a vat, and finally a float pulled by a horse.

These floats interpret various opera stories, and are decorated with silk flags with the words "I am paying tribute to such-and-such, the left prime minister of Huguang Province", "I am paying tribute to so-and-so, the right prime minister of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province", etc.

As time went by, the officials and titles of the tributes became larger and larger, the floats became more gorgeous, the men and women who dressed up in dramas became more and more jewel-like, and the hairpins and necklaces were all made of extremely precious emeralds.

These were presented by the princes and ministers of the Yuan Dynasty. Firstly, to please the emperor, and secondly, to show off their wealth. They were all decorated tribute floats without any expense.

After the floats passed, only Sanskrit singing could be heard, and groups of Buddhist monks wearing bright red cassocks came forward.After the monks passed by, the armor clanged, and two thousand armored guards, each holding a spear, passed by in formation, followed by three thousand archers.

Incense smoke filled the air, and there were statues of gods sitting in sedan chairs, being carried by servants in brocade robes. There were gods, city gods, spiritual officials, and Vedas everywhere in the sky. The people were murmuring chants of Buddha. Then he knelt down and worshiped.

After the statues passed by, an honor guard armed with golden melons and hammers, feather fans and umbrellas passed by one by one, and then bursts of cheers were heard.

"The Emperor is here, the Emperor is here."

Xu Xin stood on a high place and saw a large yellow silk sedan in the distance, carried by 32 guards in brocade.The Mongolian Emperor Timur looked haggard and depressed, and it was obvious at a glance that he was in a state of debauchery.

The Crown Prince was accompanying him on horseback, and he looked quite heroic. He carried a long bow inlaid with gold and jade, and looked a bit like a Mongolian athlete.

After the emperor and the crown prince, there were three thousand armored guardsmen, followed by thousands of people watching the excitement.

Outside the Jade Hall, seven colorful buildings with heavy ridges stood towering. Outside the buildings, the imperial guards held rattan sticks and drove away the idlers watching the excitement.

On the tallest colorful building in the middle, the emperor sits in the middle. The two queens next to him are both middle-aged fat women. Their whole bodies are wrapped in pearls and gems. They are indescribably brilliant. The high crowns they wear on their heads look very special. Weird and weird.

The Crown Prince is sitting at the lower left corner, and sitting at the lower right corner is a woman in her twenties, wearing a brocade robe, she must be a princess.

Xu Xin saw a familiar figure in the second colorful building on the left. That was not his good nephew Wang Baobao. He was strolling back and forth upstairs at the moment, watching the tiger as a hawk, and he seemed somewhat heroic.

A group of monks rehearsed the "Heavenly Demon Formation" in front of the colorful building. 500 people struck the magical instruments, circled left and right, moved up and down, and the formations changed ingeniously.The people all cheered and praised greatly.

"The foolish king Timur, I am in Dadu today, and I specially give you a bell!!!"

Suddenly, a clear sound resounded through the street. Xu Xin used special means to spread it throughout the most lively Imperial City Street. In an instant, all kinds of noisy and noisy sounds were silenced, and then the military guards quickly moved into action. .

"Escort! Escort! That madman Xu Qingfeng is not a human being..."

On the second colorful building, Wang Baobao, who was attending in place of King Ruyang, yelled wildly and jumped from the colorful building where he was to the one where the emperor was, and at the same time called for elite soldiers to escort him.

Elite Mongolian soldiers poured out from all directions, each holding a sword and rushing towards the crowd to search for the troublemaker. The people who were watching the excitement retreated one after another, causing a commotion for a while.

However, everyone waited for a long time and could not find anything unusual. Just when some people relaxed their vigilance and thought that this was just Xu Xin's intimidation, a howling wind came from a distance.

There are many Buddhist temples in most of the temples, and there are also many copper bells in the temples. I saw a bell tower suddenly exploded, and a large copper bell weighing several hundred kilograms broke through the air and hit the bell tower.

On the bell tower in the distance, Xu Xin used his body skills and quickly walked away to the west of the city. He said he was sending the bell, and he was sending the bell. A real man never looks back to see the explosion.

If the bronze bell thrown by his dragon-elephant hand really hit the target, Emperor Tamerlane would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Even if it didn't hit, a single accidental hit on the passenger car would still make the emperor a frightened bird. The soldiers and guards will definitely be mobilized.Xu Xin wants everyone to be in chaos. This shocking throw, delivering the bell to the emperor, is just the beginning, and there will be more exciting performances to come.

The Wan'an Temple in Xicheng, the ancient temple built by Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, once again welcomed the arrival of Xu Xin on this day.

The disciples of the Beggar Clan had already inquired about the situation. The people captured by the six sects were imprisoned in the relic stupa of Wan'an Temple.

After Xu Xin learned the news, he did not come over immediately because he was not sure of Basiba's whereabouts. If the old monk discovered him first, it would be very difficult to do anything.

So he chose to take action on the day when Emperor Yuan was "touring the imperial city". He would first assassinate the king, thinking that he could mobilize the tiger to leave the mountain and take away Basiba. Even if he couldn't get away with Basiba, the elite Mongolian soldiers guarding Wan'an Temple would definitely do it. A group was transferred away.

In fact, as he expected, when he rushed to the west of the city from the "Imperial City" Street, the heavily guarded Wan'an Temple was also in a mess. Most of the elite soldiers patrolling around were transferred away. Fans who were drinking and eating meat in the temple were The monks were called out to guard the pagoda.

"who!"

Xu Xin jumped over the wall and fell into the Buddhist temple without concealing his whereabouts. The group of red-clothed monks guarding Wan'an Temple soon discovered him. A group of people swarmed in and blocked the road in front of him.

"Good dogs don't block the road! Get out of here!"

Xu Xin strode forward, holding a dragon-slaying knife in his hand. He didn't talk nonsense to these monks at all. Anyone who dared to block the way would naturally be cut in two.

"what……"

"what……"

Two screams rang out in succession, and the two closest monks were beheaded by Xu Xin. This frightened the remaining ones, and they all retreated to clear the way.

"Ami, Ami, coax, Ami, Ami, coax!"

At this time, the monk who had spoken earlier began to instruct all the monks to stand still. Each monk stood in a line and pressed his right palm against the heart of the person in front of him and behind him.

This is the method of joint martial arts in Tianzhu martial arts. It gathers the power of everyone to fight with others. If someone who doesn't know why fights with them, he will have to compete with dozens of people by himself. If he is not careful, he may be Beaten to death.

Xu Xin didn't even look at the monks who were forming an array. He just walked from the side, and a rolling knife broke into their array, slashing and killing them wildly.

Xu Xin's martial arts skills were much higher than those of these monks. He could kill anyone with a single move in a single fight, not to mention having a dragon-slaying knife in his hand. He killed nearly half of them in a short time, leaving the rest crying. My mother ran away for her life, and Xu Xin was too lazy to chase her.

He shook off the blood on the dragon-slaying knife and continued walking towards the relic stupa. Just when he was about to enter the entrance of the stupa, he suddenly felt a slight abnormality in the airflow around him. It was difficult to detect the signs of this attack. But Xu Xin was still in the middle of reacting, and he raised his dragon-slaying knife to block.

"Boom boom..."

I felt two extremely long black ropes coming across, no more than half a foot apart from each other. They were moving extremely quickly, but there was no strong wind. Xu Xin's dragon-slaying knife struck on the two black ropes, and with a strike Zi slashed them away, and Xu Xin quickly locked the location of the intruder.

He saw three old monks, all of whom had sunken cheeks and were so thin that they had no muscles at all.One's face was as dark as pig iron, one's face was as withered and yellow as a wood, and the other's face was as pale as paper.The yellow-faced monk even glanced at him.Such characteristics allowed Xu Xin to confirm their identities.

"Vajra Subduing the Demon Circle!"

Xu Xin explained the martial arts formations used by the three of them in one breath, and raised his voice again: "Three members of the Shaolin sect, Du Zi generation, I am Xu Qingfeng of the beggar sect, came to rescue the heroes of the six major sects who were arrested by the court, please also ask you Get out of the way.”

As he spoke, he walked forward again. At this moment, he saw the three old monks taking action at the same time, and the three black ropes rolled towards Xu Xin's position.

(End of this chapter)