Dart Master

Chapter 200 Bloody Battle at Nianhua Temple

"Sir, you are really ruthless. Now there are Lu Chenfeng's troops outside the city, don't you worry about Xue'er's safety? How would Xue'er dare to go out of the city without the protection of Mr.?" Murong Xue twitched her small mouth, tears slipped down.

I pretended to be soft in my heart, a little embarrassed: "Go out, but I am a person who has no money and does not move, the young lady knows it."

I said this to cover up my false identity, and let Murong Xue feel that I was still kept in the dark by her, only treated as a blood-clothed guard by her.

Murong Xue wiped away her tears and smiled sweetly, "You man, I don't want you even if I bow down to you, it's so boring just to make money."

After finishing speaking, he took out a heavy small bag and put it in my hand, "As long as you can protect Xue'er, I can give you even gold and silver."

I put away my purse and said with a smile, "Let's go."

The carriage drove all the way, and soon arrived outside the Nianhua Temple. Lu Chenfeng and Murong Xue are enemies. If Murong Xue really entered the Nianhua Temple with me, he would definitely die. I would like to see what excuses she can find to shirk .

"Squeak!"

The carriage stopped, and Murong Xue was about to get out of the carriage when she stopped with her head halfway out, looking at me in embarrassment.

"Miss, what's the matter?" I asked.

Murong Xue covered her stomach, frowned, pointed to the white skirt, and said with a shy face: "Oops, if you don't come sooner or later, it's really embarrassing for you to be biased against the Buddha."

I saw a large amount of blood on her skirt, and asked in confusion, "Miss, is she injured?"

Murong Xue looked at me dumbfounded, "Sir, I don't know anything, Xue'er just had her period, how can I say such a taboo thing."

As she said that, she pretended to be extremely embarrassed, "menstrual affairs are filthy things, and going to see the Buddha here is not a big taboo. Mr. is a Taoist, and he must be familiar with this truth."

I secretly sighed in my heart, this woman is really impeccable in her work.

Immediately, he hurriedly exclaimed: "This is the case, so what should I do?"

Murong Xue sighed helplessly, "I'm sure I won't be able to see the Buddha like this, and everything can only be done by Mr. Lao."

After speaking, she took out a basket containing incense sticks and ingots from the carriage and handed it to me.

"Okay! Miss is waiting for me here. I'll come back after I burn the incense. This is Lu Chenfeng's territory. Don't run around." I pretended to be helpless and took the basket, smiled, and walked to the temple.

Nianhua Temple is huge, with many temples and ancient bell and Zen towers, which makes people feel peaceful.

When I walked into the temple, I felt a cold murderous aura lurking all around. It seemed that Lu Chenfeng was really a villain, and for a moment of anger, he was actually used by Liu Wensheng as a gunman.

If you come here, you will be at ease, I smiled awe-inspiringly, and walked into the monastery proudly.

When we arrived at the Zen courtyard, the monks in the courtyard were sweeping the fallen leaves. Although these monks were wearing monk robes and shaved bare, they all looked terrified, and there was no mercy at all.

When I stepped into the meditation hall, an old monk was standing solemnly in the hall, and the monks behind him were all murderous.

"The poor monk Wuxiang is the abbot of this temple, and he has met the benefactor." The old monk Wuxiang clasped his hands together and bowed.

I saw that Wuxiang had a peaceful face and a benevolent aura, obviously he was a compassionate person, so I put my palms together and said: "I was entrusted by a friend to come here to pay homage to the Buddha."

After I finished speaking, I took out the incense sticks and paid homage to the Buddha. I worshiped Shakyamuni Buddha, but because I had a blood lotus mara on my body, I was the incarnation of the Buddha's inner demon, so I also had the illusion of worshiping myself.

"The donor pays homage to the Buddha. You should know that my Buddha only saves people with predestined relationship. Poor monks think that the donor is not a predestined person. I am afraid that it will be difficult. I hope that I will keep my Buddha in my heart, understand the meaning of the Buddha carefully, and form good karma before I can be saved." The old monk looked at it. Looking at me, he chanted the Buddha's name.

I knew that the old monk was warning me and implying that he could do nothing to help me.

At that moment, he cupped his hands gratefully and said: "If the Buddha does not save, I will save myself. Thank you for your kind words."

The old monk saw that I was arrogant, put his hands together, and said: "The benefactor is really a hero among people, Amitabha, I will send the benefactor to you."

I smiled lightly and walked out of the Zen courtyard slowly, followed closely by the Buddhist hall and the monks sweeping the floor outside.

When he reached the entrance of the monastery, the old monk put his palms together and bowed: "Almsgiver, take care, my Buddha is merciful, Amitabha Buddha."

I walked to the open space in front of the Buddhist monastery, and suddenly shouted to the killers who couldn't bear it anymore: "You dirty people, who disturb the pure place of Buddhism, deserve to be punished."

All the fierce monks glanced at each other, took out their weapons one after another, and surrounded me.

These people, all with long swords, everyone's swords are radiant and cold, exuding a strong murderous aura, slowly spreading the cloth, the breath is well-proportioned, and the footwork is steady and orderly. They are obviously well-trained elite killers.

"kill!"

The old monk with a solemn face in the lead shouted coldly.

Immediately, all the killers stabbed at me, I laughed out loud, and my body spun into the air.

But seeing the killer's swords intertwined and bursting suddenly, it shows that these guys are all first-class masters.

I flew upside down in the air and stood upside down, bang bang, two Burning Heaven Fiery Palm Mantras condensed in my hand, condescending and blasting towards me.

"Defend!"

The leader of the killers shouted, and all the killers slammed their left palms at me in mid-air at the same time. If these killers were single-on-one, no one would be my opponent.

But they cooperated seamlessly, and the skills they practiced were all in harmony. All the palm strength gathered together, turned into a gray wave of air, and met my blood fire.

boom!
The powerful condensed palm force knocked me into the air. I spun more than a dozen times in the air, and only then did I lose most of my palm force.

The killer obviously didn't expect my cultivation to be so high, and the two killers facing me were immediately burned to ashes by the palm of the fire.

"Spiritual Snake Sword Array!" The killer leader was shocked!His eyes turned cold, and he shouted loudly.

Immediately, the long swords of the killers turned into spirit snakes at the same time, throwing them at me!
Flying swordsmanship!
I sneered, the blood in my body condensed to the extreme, and the river of blood wrapped around my figure and screamed endlessly.

"Bagua Yin-Yang Curse!"

My hands melted into circles, my palms twitched violently, forming a stream of blood and gossip, which continued to walk in front of me.This is one of the very few magical techniques passed down to me by Uncle Qi. I rarely use it, but it just comes in handy in the face of the Snake Sword Curse, which combines hardness and softness.

Dozens of Spirit Snake Swords mixed with the murderous intent of death attacked me from all directions.

My heart is like a bright mirror, and I walk with Tiangang Beidou steps under my feet, and my hands are continuously separated and wandering in circles. As my hand speed and footwork become faster, countless blood-colored phantoms are formed under Xuehe's movement.

After the phantoms merged into one, a huge gossip vortex of blood energy was formed, and the spirit swords in all directions were absorbed by the gossip vortex, losing their original rhythm.

"Change the formation, the spirit snake is one!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leading killer suddenly shouted.

Immediately, the killer changed into a long snake, connecting back and forth, and all the killers passed the evil spirit from the tail to the leader of the killer who was in charge of the formation.

"Haha, so it's the rats from the Killer Guild!"

I have seen this kind of battle before on the ship of the underworld, but the current killer is more evil, far stronger than the ghost swordsman on the ship of the underworld.

The killer leader's face darkened, he stomped on the ground, and everyone shouted in unison.

All of a sudden, the leader was full of evil spirits!

Grabbing the sword formula in my hand, I swung it abruptly, and the spirit sword that was about to be sucked into my gossip suddenly changed suddenly, turning like a spirit snake, winding together, forming a huge gray spirit snake.

The sword of the Spirit Snake shone brightly, and it was five feet long. The snake's head was extremely ferocious, and its fangs shone coldly. It neighed and slammed into the whirlpool.

Although I have become a master now, I am not yet confident that one person can defeat the fatal blow of dozens of elite killers gathered together at the same time.

It was too late to withdraw my hands and escape, so I forced my blood energy to push the vortex to the extreme, forming a huge vortex blood hole, facing the giant snake.

boom!
The giant snake slammed into the vortex blood hole fiercely, with a huge impact, it almost wanted to penetrate the vortex blood hole.

The huge impact raged on my meridians. Fortunately, I absorbed the vitality of many masters. Ren Du's two meridians have already been opened up, and the meridians are stronger than before, otherwise this blow would just kill me.

I still underestimate these guys from the Assassin's Guild. They are a tight organization that cooperates seamlessly.

The strength of the joint strike is enough to make anyone who despises them pay the price in blood. No wonder people in the Taoist sect fear the Killer Guild, even the gods of the underworld dare not offend them.

Just imagine if dozens of masters with my level of cultivation can cooperate so tacitly, how many people can stop them?

(End of this chapter)