Death Sutra

The King of the Holy Day was deeply influenced by the disciples of the singer, and he was wary of other "Mages" around the old Khan. The Taoist priests were favored when they first arrived, and they were the target of his attention.

"Do you compare with the Dragon King? You still lose both."

"Exactly." Taoist humbly lowered his head.

"Then I will give you a chance to play to defeat the Dragon King."

"Hey, the poor road is suffering from internal injuries..."

"The Dragon King is also wounded. Killing people is like cutting vegetables. How can you not?"

"This... This door is mainly based on health care, unlike the Dragon King, the internal power is damaged, but the knife is not affected."

Taoist thoughts are fooling the layman. The internal and external powers are different from each other. The influence is not small. Gu Shen is able to force the death of the dead by the knife method because the endurance is far more than ordinary people, and the speed of the knife has slowed down.

The King of the Holy Day couldn’t hear the flaws, but he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of pushing the three resistances and resisting playing. He frowned. "Let your younger brother play."

The face of Dao Nian’s face suddenly became red. He blew himself a little, and when he talked about the work with the Dragon King, he did not mention other younger brothers, but the result was left behind. The Yuqing Wu Lao was physically innocent, and the single person also Not the opponent of the Dragon King, not to mention the cold in the body?

The Taoist eloquent, the younger brother said, "God, please let me go!"

"You can?"

"Yuqing faction is known for its internal strengths. Kungfu is not on the swords and swords, but the Dragon King is so mad. He wants to challenge the North Court masters with his own strength. I really can't stand it. I will die if I die. I just want to remember the brothers and sisters. loyalty."

These words are tragic and generous, and the Holy King listens but is not right. "Hey, knowing what to beat, what do I send you to play? Who else volunteers?"

Although the Taoist did not win the favor of the prince, he finally avoided the embarrassment that the brothers’ lies were debunked. The Taoist thoughts cast a grateful gaze on him. He did not expect the most reckless younger brother in his life. The key moment was more useful than others.

It was also the officer who degraded the master of the Central Plains and said: "Wang Ye, or send them to the North Court, their own warriors will win the game, and let these three-disciplinary disciples open their eyes."

The King of the Holy Day is a fake, and in the end he will certainly send the most secure master, but it is a great pleasure to appreciate the people he doesn’t like. He doesn’t want to end so soon. In fact, he hopes that the Dragon King’s first few games are Can win, but the blame of the Central Plains master is really vulnerable, did not create a fierce scene.

"Please ask the prince to give him a chance."

The warrior is an old man in his forties. His skin is black and his brows are tight. He is like a well-thought-out wise man and a poor man who works day and night.

"Do you have a few more moves?" The expectations of the King of the Suns for the Central Plains have been greatly reduced.

"Don't dare to say a few tricks, you still have confidence in defeating the Dragon King."

"Haha, let's say that the Central Plains Nine Great Schools are the best in your party?"

"Every faction has a school, and it will happen to be a knife. It may be able to restrain the Dragon King."

The Holy King looked at the short knife under his waist. "Then you will try it on the court, but you have to give me some assurance."

"I will never live to lose to the Dragon King."

"Nothing is boring, this is no different from the first two. Well, is there any other person in the sect?"

Two middle-aged men came out and saluted the Holy Day, "Wang Ye, under..."

"Stop, I can't remember the names of so many people in the Central Plains. You two are his guarantees, win, the sects are the top warriors in the North Court, the prosperity of the rich is just around the corner, lose, the Dragon King kills one on the field, I am killing behind Two."

The three people were shocked and looked at each other. The old man said, "It’s like the wish of the prince." Then he walked to the court.

"Put the Emperor in the lower jaw and ask the Dragon King to ask for a knife."

The Central Plains master is not willing to reveal his real name in the North Court. The Shen Jiu is an exception. Gu Shenwei did not hear the name, but behind him, hundreds of encircled people made a slight horror, obviously this The savvy knife is not a small name in the Central Plains.

The second one of the Dragon King was Shangguanfei. The confidence of the old man increased a lot. The drummer was more energetic. He sent him to the North Court. He knew a little about it. He just didn’t recognize this use and saw the other side. Under the short knife, suddenly think of something, "Hey, surname Shen, butcher dog old fairy you know?"

"The dog's predecessor is the uncle who is under."

"Hah, that's simple. Dragon King, it's not too long to kill this sinking. It's like a slaughter dog. It's all sharp swords. It looks different. In fact, Kung Fu is not on the knife. Staring at his feet, steady victory."

Even the Central Plains martial arts have never heard of "snake dog old fairy". At first, they thought that the old man was deliberately humiliated. When Shen Yongjiu admitted that "the dog is a teacher," he believed that the sect had such an expert. It’s so strange.

Shen used nine to pull out his short knife, which really is a sharp knife for picking meat, but the length and width have increased by a factor of two, less than two feet, which is still a lot shorter than the normal knife. The butcher's uncle has lost in the hands of the lord. For more than a decade, he has never forgotten it. He has studied hard and has already made up a lot of knives. Sooner or later, I would like to ask the old man to advise."

Dabianguan is one of the borders of the Central Plains. There are very few people who know about the duel. The old man remembers, but he was shocked. "The dog is still alive?"

"I am lucky not to die."

"He is also called 'Old Fairy'?"

"The dog slaughter is willing to gamble and lose, and the word "old fairy" has been removed."

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "It is enough to get rid of the word 'old'. The ‘仙’ can still be preserved. It’s a good name.”

The person who listened then realized that the original battle was because the names of the two had an "old" character.

The King of the Holy Day was impatiently obedient, and the officer under his command shouted: "Come faster, less nonsense."

"That's good, let's not talk nonsense." There isn't much left in the old man's martial arts. The only fun is to make a profit. I don't miss the opportunity. "I wish the old Khan Wang is a hundred years old. No, he is going to be a hundred years old. I am a long-lived, long-lived, loyal to the old Khan, shouting with me, I feel that this is nonsense, please keep silent."

He changed it to the North Court and said it again. There was a North Court cavalry. Once someone started, others followed, and the voice became louder and louder. Even the Holy King moved his lips. The officer is very embarrassed, but he can never say that this is nonsense.

Among the people surrounded by martial arts, there are also "Chitose, Ten Thousand Years Old" who are sparsely cheering. I hope that this small expression can play some role.

The old man refused to accept the loss, but his eyes kept staring at the Dragon King. He was afraid that his sorrow would make the savior unhappy. He found that the Dragon King did not have any angry reaction, and even stepped back two steps to give him a space to talk. He finally understood that the Dragon King hoped to delay. time.

Gu Shenwei does need a little time to calm down the acupressure points. He needs more time for the old Khan to change his mind or wait for a miracle to arrive.

The voice gradually stopped, and the old man had a bottom in his heart. He pointed to Shen Yongji and said: "Why didn't you wish the old Khan to be thousands of years old? Don't think that you can sneak up and sneak up on the holy king, and have a head and a god. You can't hide it."

Shen used nine to know that he is not an opponent, simply do not interface, put out the posture, watching the Dragon King.

"Hey." Wood old man is not so easy to withdraw from the battle. When he was rehabilitated and rehabilitated, he could talk for himself for a long time, not to mention thousands of listeners. He said with a scorpion: "This is really a miracle. The Dragon King sincerely seeks refuge in the old Khan. The son of the old Khan has sent a very suspicious traitor to compare it. This is for fear of having an ally in the North Court. The old fool was cheated?"

Because of the big day king's thing, the words "old confused" became a taboo in Long Ting. The Holy King especially did not like to listen. He snorted and his face became iron blue, but he was self-proclaimed and could not start from the old wood. Counterattack, so severely swayed the left and right officers and two deaf disciples.

The disciple's life was tied to this contest, and he was afraid that he would start too early, and he was afraid that the prince would be unhappy, so he had to slap the scalp.

"The old man of the woods is restless, and the holy king of the king is the most powerful right arm of the old king. Whoever is loyal to the ghost, can see clearly and clearly, and does not need to play with his mouth..."

"Haha." Wood old man immediately caught the loophole. "The North Court ten kings are all wise and martial arts. It is difficult for the old king to choose himself. You are going to swear by the shackles and designate the heirs. In front of everyone, you can understand that you are with the Holy King. What kind of conspiracy are you doing?"

The heir to the king of Khan is a more sensitive topic than the "old confused". The disciples did not intend to mention it, but they were brought in by the old man. When they entered the language, they would only say, "I don't mean this."

King of the Holy Day gnawed his teeth and ordered: "Shut up." It is obvious that he surrounded the dragon king with a cavalry with absolute advantage, and it seems that it falls like a downwind.

The officer immediately shouted: "The contest begins."

The old man is still jealous, accusing the sects of the sect and the sacred king, but there is no way to attract attention.

Shen used nine shots, although the physical strength is no longer at the peak, the meat sharp knife in his hand is also shorter than others, he is more confident than the youth, more stable than the prime.

The old man said that his knife was focused on his feet. It was true that the whole person became a gray shadow, like a flexible giant insect, retreating around the Dragon King.

Shen Yongji claimed that Tudor Shushu has improved the knife method, and there is nothing wrong with it. The short-pointed knife is like a poisonous snake's teeth.

In an instant, the two have already played more than ten strokes, one is faster than the other, and the audience’s heart has mentioned the blind eyes, and almost never put it down.

The King of the Holy Day patted the thigh. "This is decent. The sect has two hands."

Gu Shen rarely smashed so many knives with his opponents, and his heart suddenly rushed to defeat the enemy. No matter how difficult the infuriating operation, each knife is faster than the previous one.

The two men smashed each other and passed by. Shen said with a very low voice: "Wei Daren said hello to the Dragon King."

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