Planar martial arts myth

() Ling Muyun endured the injury and staggered a little and walked to Wu Lanfeng, only to see that Wu Lanfeng's eyes were wide open at this time, and his body was twitching slightly, but he was not dead yet.Seeing Ling Muyun, Wu Lanfeng's already somewhat lax eyes suddenly gathered again, revealing a look of resentment, and at the same time opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he obviously didn't have the strength to speak, Even though he tried desperately to speak, he only uttered two moans of "ho ho".

"Ahem, old eunuch, haven't you died yet? I'll set you free, don't thank me."

Ling Muyun coughed, showing a sneer, and stretched out his hand to grab the sword stuck on Wu Lanfeng's body, which belonged to him.Twist violently.

The sharp sword blade stirred in Ulanfeng's body immediately with his twist, and Ulanfeng's already pierced heart was twisted into a mass of rotten flesh, and not only he His heart, even the wound, was also twisted into rotten flesh. The wound that was originally only a gap suddenly turned into a rotten blood hole.Blood flowed out like a stream, air swarmed in along the irregular wound, and poured into Ulanfeng's chest cavity, Ulanfeng's face twitched twice in pain, and then his eyes became dull and dim, and the last bit of vitality disappeared. Then it passed away, but a pair of eyes were still staring at Ling Muyun, not looking back!

Ling Muyun pulled the sword out of Wu Lanfeng's body, and was about to put the sword back into its sheath, when he suddenly heard a desperate roar like a tiger's roar from the monk's room, followed by a clearer scream, Ling Muyun knew that this was Lu Gaoxuan It's been done.

Sure enough, Lu Gaoxuan stepped out of the still dilapidated monk's room, holding a scripture book inlaid with yellow silk in his hand.When he came to Ling Muyun, he handed the scriptures to Ling Muyun, and said, "Master, the problem has been settled, and the things are here, please have a look."

Ling Muyun reached out to take it and saw that it was 42 chapters, and nodded: "Okay, let's go back."

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from outside the courtyard, and then a group of monks holding sticks poured in from the courtyard gate. The number of entries was extremely large, it seemed that if there were not a hundred, there could be eighty.Judging from their attire, these monks should all be monks in Qingliang Temple, but judging from the behavior of these monks, it seems that these monks have not practiced martial arts.

In the small courtyard here, there were clashes of weapons and screams, the whole Qingliang Temple was alarmed, not only the presiding abbot Cheng Guangyi entered.It's just that Cheng Guang possessed excellent martial arts, so he rushed over immediately when the incident happened.Most of the other monks don't know martial arts, so they didn't rush over immediately after being alarmed, but rushed over after gathering a large group of people.

"Why did so many people die?" "The abbot is also dead!" "Abbot!" "Master!"... After these monks rushed in and saw Cheng Guang who died on the spot, they immediately screamed and cried.Immediately, some people turned their attention to Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan, especially after seeing Ling Muyun holding the bloody long sword in his hand, they showed surprise and anger on their faces.

No, please trouble!

Ling Muyun secretly groaned in his heart.It's not that he is afraid of these monks' martial strength, after all, most of these monks have never practiced martial arts, although there are many monks, they are too weak for him and Lu Gaoxuan, killing them is like killing chickens.

It's just that Ling Muyun didn't want to, after all, these people had nothing to do with this matter, they were just ordinary monks in the temple, and the only connection was that they practiced in Qingliang Temple, and Shunzhi happened to choose to practice here.Therefore, if possible, he really didn't want to make more killings.Given the current situation, if he doesn't enter, it may be very difficult for him to leave this place safely.

If he could use his lightness kungfu to fly away before he was injured, forgive these monks who don't know martial arts, they can only watch and have no choice.But now that he has just been seriously injured, even though his life is safe, he must not act rashly for a while, otherwise the injury will aggravate and it will be troublesome to recuperate.But without true energy as a motivating force, most of his lightness kung fu was useless, and it was impossible to get rid of these monks easily.

But things just developed in the direction that Ling Muyun didn't want to see, and I don't know which monk shouted: "The abbot and the others must have been killed by the two of them, we can't let them run away, go to o, kill this Two demons!"

"Yes, kill them!"

A group of monks were incited by these words, and suddenly the crowd became excited. They waved their sticks and rushed towards Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan. I smashed it over.

I would have my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun couldn't help sighing, even if he didn't want to make more killings, he probably wouldn't be able to do it now.That being the case, then kill!He casually put the 42 chapters of the Sutra into his arms, dragged his wounded body and walked forward. With a shake of the blood-stained long sword in his hand, he pulled out a few sword flowers. The monk who was beating with a stick in front of him fell down clutching his throat.

Since he was seriously injured, Ling Muyun did not use his true energy to avoid aggravating the injury.But to deal with these ordinary monks who have no martial arts, only swordsmanship is more than enough.

At the same time as Ling Muyun made his move, Lu Gaoxuan also rushed forward with a pair of palms.The power of the intact Lu Gaoxuan is much greater than that of Ling Muyun. He danced his palms, and with a series of muffled "bang bang bang", several monks spurted blood and fell out, falling on the ground. The ground is full of air and no air, and it seems that it is dead.

"Two demons have entered again, kill them!"

However, these monks were obviously controlled by their anger. They killed several companions in a row. Not only did they not scare them off, but they made them even more furious. They danced with sticks in their hands and beat Ling and Lu Errui facelessly. Come on, although he doesn't know martial arts, but he swung it with all his strength, but he was shocked by the wind and thunder.

Stubborn!Since you are looking for death yourself, no wonder we are being hot-handed.

Ling Muyun's eyes were getting colder, and he walked forward unhurriedly for a day, while slightly shaking and dodging in a small range, while the sword light in his hand was constantly hesitating, he turned over the monks who blocked his way and tried to attack him one by one On the ground, although the forward speed is not fast, it is the same as a normal walk, but the pace is not slow at all, let alone stop for a step, always advancing at a stable speed, and killing at a stable speed.When a sword is thrust out, there must be a monk who screams and falls to the ground spattered with blood, and the sword never misses... Lu Gaoxuan killed even more fiercely, punching and kicking, and any monk who approached him was beaten to the point of blood. Spraying down and falling out, it is also possible to survive with no entry, but the corpses are flying around, but it looks more shocking than Ling Muyun's fighting style, and in terms of killing efficiency alone, he also surpasses Ling Muyun by a fraction.

As the killing continued, listening to the desperate screams on the verge of death, the minds of the monks in Qingliang Temple, controlled by anger, gradually came to their senses. Only then did they realize in horror that Their income has been unknowingly reduced by half, the original nearly one hundred income, at least thirty or forty income has fallen under Ling Muyun's sharp sword and Lu Gaoxuan's fist!

Only now did these monks realize the huge gap between them and Ling and Lu. This was not a battle, it was simply a one-sided massacre!

Faced with the threat of death, it is impossible for anyone to ignore it, even veterans of hundreds of battles, let alone a group of monks who only know how to eat fast and chant Buddha?Although at the very beginning, they forgot their fear under the control of anger, but when Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan used naked killings to reawaken the fear in their hearts, panic began to spread rapidly in their hearts like a plague. spread spread.

The people behind stopped rushing forward, and the people in front also hesitated and stopped. After all, their companions had already verified a fact with their lives before, and rushing forward was tantamount to death.No one is willing to die, even these monks who eat fast and recite the Buddha's devotion are the same. Those who have a firm belief are only a few. They say that the Buddha is merciful and saves all living beings. After death, these Buddhist disciples will go to bliss. Who knows if it's true or false?No one is willing to use their own lives to verify this question.

The monks of Qingliang Temple flinched, but Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan did not stop their pace, and even accelerated their pace. To the monks blocking the road, they still said one word, kill!In a short while, several Qingliang Temple monks who could not flinch were killed by the swords of the two.

"They are devils, run away!"

The brutal killing finally broke down the monks of Qingliang Temple. A monk suddenly dropped his stick and turned around and ran away.With the first one taking the lead, the other monks followed suit one after another, throwing down their weapons, shouting in panic, and scurrying like birds and beasts.

Why do you always turn your head only when you bump into the south wall, and cry only when you see the coffin?

Seeing the panic-stricken Qingliang Temple monks enter, and glanced at the dead bodies lying on the ground, Ling Muyun sighed leisurely, shook the sharp sword in his hand, shaking off the blood stains on the blade, and then put the sword back into its sheath, Turning his head to Lu Gaoxuan beside him, he said, "Old Lu, let's go."

"Master, can I help you?"

Ling Muyun shook his head: "No, although I've been injured a little bit, I'm not so weak, let's go quickly."