Death Sutra

The Ming and the Dark can often decide the outcome. The bright side will always exaggerate the enemy's strength. The dark side will have more confidence because it can enter and retreat. Therefore, the Zhongyuan factions who are dominant in the Central Plains are not only defeated by the poisonous fog, they are from one. At first I felt that I was surrounded, thinking that the ten sects who appeared were only a very small number of people.

There is no such worry in the Emperor's wounds. The best victory is to hide in the dark. This is the guarantee of safety. Although the head of the refined Bodhisattva is cut off, it is only an accident. The Dragon King cannot succeed twice, so his confidence is not How much is weakened, and the number of tricks that can be used are used.

The fish is nearly two feet long, the fish money is longer, and the scope of the attack is extremely far. In the face of such a strange weapon, the south screen does not retreat and prepare to attack the enemy.

The emperor’s injury is the same as this trick. The ten-party teaching is not known to the martial arts except for other people. The hidden weapon and poison are the inexhaustible tricks.

Emperor Huang injured his right hand and moved, manipulating the air hook to reverse the direction, and continuing to chase the back of the south screen, throwing his left hand forward, sprinkling a piece of powder, and screaming in his mouth.

The sound of "holding" was called too early. The target of the attack on the first screen was not him. It was a step, and he passed a few steps from him and went straight to the higher Nangong.

Nangong broke his right hand and flew a long piece of paper in the wide sleeve. It was full of words and protected a large space in front. The enemy could not attack unless it passed through the paper. The ink on the screen contained the drama. poison.

However, his judgment was also wrong. The south screen changed direction in the middle, and no one attacked. Standing on the side of the road, there was a steep **** behind him.

The smoke from the emperor's wounds quickly dissipated, and his right hand was still holding a fishing rod, but his posture was very strange, as if he had been acupuncture points. The whole person is freezing.

The heart of Nangong and other four people is tight. This time, I am really scared, or step back, or go forward, and get together. Back to back, defending the Quartet.

Huang Fu injured is still not dead, he just feels a little cold on the neck, this coolness is expanding to the whole body, but he did not dare to look down, so he slowly turned. Asked for help from the other four Bodhisattvas, especially Nangong. The two were friends before joining the Shifang.

Several people could see clearly that the hook of the imperial concubine was nailed to his neck, and the angle was slightly biased. He did not kill him immediately.

This scene is too strange. The fishing rod was still in his hand, and the fish line was vaguely floating in the moonlight, and even the horrible ten-party Bodhisattva was so shocked that he could not speak, and almost forgot to defend the enemy.

The darkness finally showed its great influence, even if it was a good teacher, it could not be dispelled.

Emperor Huang’s injury tried to ask for help, and one word could not be said. His mind was confused, and he couldn't understand or dare to think about it, so he walked to Nangong and went to him as the only savior.

"Don't move." Nangong screamed that he was an experienced person and would never allow an injured companion to approach himself.

Huang Fu was afraid to stand alone alone. He still didn't dare to look down. The ominous feeling was getting stronger and stronger, prompting him to move forward and make all his strength to say: "Save me..."

These two words bring a big mouthful of blood. The emperor’s wound finally fell, and the right hand still held the fishing rod.

Nangong was relieved, and he didn't have to die for his friends.

Chu Nan screen stood on the side of the road, seeing everything in his eyes, he was not afraid. But I don't like it. I look down at the body of the Emperor's wounded. There is a feeling that I don't know what the road is. I feel like I am back in the old city of Saitama. At that time, he enthusiastically pursued a stronger sword. The misery that happened was turned a blind eye.

Nangong bad now does not feel that the planting plan is perfect, but the teacher did not order, no one dared to escape.

"Dragon King, you are a hero in the Central Plains, how can you still play this trick? Have the ability to have the ability to come out, we are in a good manner."

Nangong’s bad words are trembled, and even he himself feels that there is no imposing manner. Moreover, the ten-party teachings that the Tulong Association has just taken is to count the “tricks”. He is really not qualified to ask others to be fair.

Chu Nanping took a deep breath and looked away from the body of Huangfu’s wounded. He couldn’t easily get rid of the entanglement of the ruthless swordsmanship, and would not let himself repeat the same mistakes. “The Dragon King is competing with you’s righteousness, and everyone can show their talents. There is no limit. I suggest that you don't get together. It should be spread out. With the cover of mountains and vegetation, such a contest will be fairer."

Nangong bad four bodhisattvas certainly understand this truth, can teach the Lord did not speak, can not be tampering, and in the face of more powerful enemies, gathering is an instinct, they would rather stand back to back, do not want to compete with the Dragon King alone in the dark.

The mountain road was once again restored to silence, and for a long time no one spoke, and then several things happened at the same time.

Nangong badly wants to say something. The forest in the mountains suddenly flew up a group of predators, and it was dissipated in the darkness, and the noise was noisy, causing a lot of movement.

Waiting for Nangong and others to figure out what happened in the forest. Several people on the mountain road climbed up at the same time. Although they just woke up, the reaction was quite fast. If they didn’t say anything, they rolled down from the hillside and went to the foot of the mountain to perform their work. When you pull your legs, you will run away. In a moment, you will disappear into the night.

Nangong did not hesitate and said "withdrawal". The four men went to the woods in the mountains. No matter how many people saw that they didn't see the first screen, their tasks were completed.

The first south screen was moved a little earlier than them, and jumped up, just falling among the four people, and even four swords, giving each person a trick.

The four people had no intention of fighting, each throwing out smoke and scattered to escape.

The first south screen moves very fast, the smoke has not yet spread, he has already rushed to the front of one person, blocking the way, and a sword stabbed.

Nangong was shocked and hurriedly stopped. He threw two books from both sleeves at the same time, hoping to block it so that he could escape to the mountain.

The south screen leaped again, and two books flew over the soles of his feet. His sword still pointed at the enemy's head.

Nangong’s bad infuriating did not turn over. He squatted back and felt only a pain in his waist. As a starting point, hemp sensation spread quickly throughout the body. He could no longer stand, plopped to the ground, and rolled his hands. , while still laughing at the mouth.

"Is he opening a bookstore? There are a lot of things on his body." Tie Ling said. She has been lurking for a long time, just waiting for this trick, looking up and rushing to the south screen, a smile, "the cooperation is very good, the Dragon King did not have to say."

Chu Nan screen also smiles. The two looked at the mountains, the other three Bodhisattvas had disappeared, the flying birds had also dispersed, and the forests had returned to calm.

A strange voice sounded: "The Dragon King is good, he has a fate, you and I can once again join hands to the enemy. Haha." The laughter faded away, and there was no ending.

"Oops, he wants to commit suicide." Chu Nan screen pointed to the Nangong on the ground. He was still tickling and he calmed down after hearing the voice.

Tie Ling’s face changed, and he raised his handle to knock on his mouth. I saw his mouth foaming, his feet trembled, and his eyes were not alive.

Gu Shenwei jumped out of the bushes. He fought two tricks with the ten-party teaching masters. He did not win or lose. He was the best to win but chose to retreat. He did not chase. Instead, come back and check the status of the mountain road.

He immediately squatted, slamming the bad mouth of Nangong, stuffing in a few medicinal herbs, and then helping him swallow it.

Nangong is no longer shaking, lying with his mouth open, like dead, and seems to be asleep.

"Is he still alive?" asked Tie Ling.

"Look at his creation, I will know it later." Gu Shen stood up and looked at the man lying on the mountain road. "Check it out. Maybe there are still people who are alive."

"They are very happy with you, and they are all dead." Tie Ling squatted, still with the first Nanping, and tempted to breathe.

The two have checked more than a dozen, and they have all died. The ten-party teaching does not require too many witnesses, so only a few people are allowed to survive, and they have ran down the mountain.

Only one was still lying in the same place. He woke up a little late. He still thought it was in the middle of the battle. He jumped up and saw a beautiful and strange woman looking at himself. In the moonlight, the eyes were filled with green light. With the legendary banshee in the mountains, the current screams and punches.

Tie Ling's green eyes gave her a lot of strange eyes, but no one has ever reacted so fiercely, and her heart could not help but anger, and she did not take the knife. She used her **** to make a move with him.

I did not expect that the martial arts of that person was not weak, and the strength in the desperate situation doubled, and the fists and the tigers were born, and Tie Linglong had to step back and retreat.

The first Nanping Pingjian helped, the man’s brain was awake, and he saw all the bodies around him. He finally understood that the big things were not good. He took a few palms and turned and jumped to the slope. This position is most suitable for sliding down the mountain. So, regardless of the order, the people who wake up are not selected here.

But his luck was not good, but there was one more person on the roadside.

The two palms collided, and the man stepped back and forth again. After stopping his footsteps, his face changed dramatically. "Dragon King? It is you! It really is you, you teach with the ten parties..."

"Shut up." Gu Shenwei shouted, then gestured to the beginning, and the two men continued to check the lives and deaths of others. "Do you know who you are?"

"I? I am the Qingcheng School Deng Chun, the ancestors of the previous generation Liu Qingying."

"Why are you standing here?"

"Ah? I...we...you killed so many people, do you still have to play with me?"

"Well, you are still awake, I saved you. These people are poisoned by the ten parties. They have nothing to do with me. I have not colluded with them."

Deng Chun was puzzled. Everything in front of him was like a nightmare, but he couldn’t wake up. "You lied to me, the ten-party teaches..."

"If I collude with the Ten-party teaching, why should I blame them?"

Deng Chun was even more confused. He suddenly heard a snoring sound in the vicinity. He turned his head and looked at it. It turned out that the Nangong, who was reading in the middle of the night, was bad, and he was angry and rushed to kill him.

Gu Shenwei once again stopped in front of him and said in the tone of the order: "Take him a point and take the mountain to interrogate."

This request is reasonable. Deng Chun can not refute, nor can he not follow it. He walked over to the Nangong Bad Point, and his anger was hard to break. He slapped his face.

Tie Linglong and Chu Nanping came back, one shook his head, and everyone else died. The Dragon Slayer will have 45 young disciples, only seven survived, and six escaped. Only Deng Chun left, no one saw it. Dragon King and the ten-party teaching.