All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 445 Baizhang's compassion, every step of the way grows a lotus

The wind blows in the river.

The sun is shining brightly.

"I'm going to die here?"

Looking at the floating figure in black clothes three feet away, Zhao Kai's heart fell into the abyss.His whole body was cold, and he couldn't help but have an idea that he had never thought of before.

This operation made two big mistakes.

The first one is that he never expected the strength of the black-clothed youth in front of him to be so terrifying, killing masters like chickens and dogs.

If the guess is correct, the master and the two land gods are probably in trouble.Even if he didn't lose his life, he was still trapped and couldn't help him temporarily.

The second is the water route. The masters and elite soldiers he brought were placed on different large ships and could not provide assistance in time.Even if you want to escape, it becomes extremely troublesome.

However, he is far from dead end.

He also has a second master.

There are also 210 six-life elite retinue dead soldiers on board.

Zhao Kai clenched his fists and took a deep breath.What's more, he is the prince, and he has great luck, so others may not dare to kill him.

Just when the two sides were confronting each other, the 210 six servants who were originally guarding the surrounding area and located in every corner of the big ship appeared and stood guard in front of Zhao Kai.

Different from the masters who were recruited with fame, wealth and wealth before, these retinues are all well-trained dead soldiers, fearless of death, and loyal.

At this moment, Zhao Kai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old monk in black sighed softly, as if he felt Yu Liancheng's fierce killing intent, and he didn't pretend to hide it.He used his great Buddhist supernatural powers to keep whispering secret words to the young man in black who stood with his hands behind his back and surrounded by two swords.

"Anyone can die, the old monk can die, Han Shengxuanhe dies, these 210 six followers can die, but His Highness cannot die."

"He can't die? Others can die. What is the equality of all living beings?" Yu Liancheng said with a playful smile: "It's only natural for him to kill me, but I can't kill him. It's all nonsense. I don't think you should Now that you've recited the Buddha's name, it's more suitable for you to mess around."

The monk in black clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "If the almsgiver insists on killing Zhao Kai today to bear the emperor's life, and he has great luck, how will he know what will happen?"

"Then do you know what will happen if you offend me?"

With his hands behind his back, Yu Liancheng took another step forward. With a seemingly calm sentence, the world was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

When this sentence was finished, the originally clear blue sky and white clouds gradually darkened, and large swaths of dark clouds spread, and black clouds rolled in, covering the sky.

Exactly, when people send out murderous intentions, the world is turned upside down.

"kill!"

"kill him!!"

Under the shadow, the three followers of 210 became more and more depressed.

After receiving Zhao Kai's order, the sound of swords being drawn out of their sheaths became one, and the guards rushed out, but they were not scattered like the previous masters.Instead, they formed an organizational system, with five people as a team, ten people as a team, keeping a distance and cooperating with each other.

Amidst the screams of killing, he approached Yulian City step by step.

Yu Liancheng looked indifferent, instead of retreating, he walked towards Zhao Kai step by step.

Two sword lights surrounded his body, and the sword lights intertwined, forming an impenetrable net.

Brush brush! !

The sword radiated everywhere, and the battle formation was instantly torn apart.

Anyone who gets close to him will be cut off one by one like leeks.

His posture is relaxed and casual, indifferent and calm, as if the sky is falling and the earth is falling in front of him, which is not enough to move him.

In fact, it is not difficult for Yu Liancheng to kill Zhao Kai, as long as he activates the "Red Fu" to carry out the assassination, even the old monk in black can't stop him.

However, only this kind of frontal breakthrough can appear shocking.

There were also many masters on the other ships, but seeing the bloody slaughter, they couldn't help but stop, unwilling to participate in it.

"This person's flying swordsmanship is already comparable to Deng Tai'a, it's not like we can deal with it. In today's battle, Li knew that he was invincible, so he took a step first..."

On the other boat, a master Zhao Kai raised his arms and flew towards the shore, unwilling to get involved in the next thing.

As soon as he left, many masters who were promised by Zhao Kai also fled one after another.

After all, his own life is more important.

On the other side, there were fewer and fewer people in front of Yu Liancheng. After harvesting one crop after another of his subordinates, the remaining soldiers, even the dead, finally collapsed and fled in all directions.

Now, there is only one person left in front of Zhao Kai.

——Yang Taisui, a monk in black.

There are also masters who have not yet left shaking their heads secretly, this Zhao Kai is also, pretending to be a hero.If he had escaped while Murong Tonghuang was dealing with his retinue and guards, there might not have been a way out.

But they didn't know that Zhao Kai also had this kind of thought, but every time he wanted to escape, there would be a cold murderous intent to catch him.

As if he took a step, he would immediately be pierced by the opponent's flying sword.

The old monk in black looked indifferent, clasped his hands together, but unfortunately his appearance was a bit more ferocious, without mercy, like a vicious tiger in the world.

Facing the two small swords flying towards him, the old monk in black said two words: "Guizong."

But he saw that he stood upright with one hand on his chest, and his sleeve rolled up like a cloud hanging from the sky. The wind was light and calm, but it was full of indescribable Zen mystery, and he rolled Li Jing and Hong Fu into his sleeve in an instant.

The sword energy surged, and the entire sleeve suddenly bulged.

After a while, there was a "chi" sound, and a long slit appeared in the wide cuff, and the sword energy poured out.

The expression of the old monk in black changed slightly, and then the entire sleeve was torn apart, the sleeves were broken like butterflies, two sword lights escaped, turned around in the air, and stabbed at Zhao Kai again.

The old monk in black flipped his palms, as if turning the universe upside down, and then grabbed forward.The palm turned into a cage, and the two flying swords were trapped within two feet of the palm. Even though the sword energy was like a rainbow, he still couldn't escape.

However, Yang Taisui is not feeling well.

The flying speed of the Hong Fujian was too fast, as swift as electricity.If you don't pay attention, it may jump out of the palm, and the black-clothed monk needs to spend a lot of effort to trap it.

Although the speed of the other sword was a little slower, it was extremely sharp, and if he was not careful, it might drip blood from his palm, and even cut off five fingers at the same root.

At this time, the black-clothed monk seemed to be understating, leisurely and comfortable.But in reality, there is a murderous intent in the palm of your hand, like holding a string of thunderbolts, which will explode at an unknown time.

"I'm afraid it's dangerous today."

The old monk in black had a magnificent life, but today he is more dangerous than ever before.

But he refused to let go of any first-line crisis, and said calmly while controlling the two small swords.

"Emperor Murong Tong, you are young and talented in martial arts. In the future, you will definitely inherit Wang Xianzhi's position and become the new Martial Emperor. You will be the first in the world. But now you have gone astray, striving for strength and killing. Your Highness has a lot of spirit." Luck, there are very few people in the world who can compare with it. If you hurt His Highness, you will be backlashed by luck. If you don't restrain your anger, if things go on like this, let alone land gods, there is no hope of ascension. Even if you enter the celestial realm, you must The sky is struck by lightning, and I will die badly. I still don’t know how to repent, and I don’t want to look back?!”

At the end, Yang Taisui yelled out the word "turn back" again with a Buddhist lion's roar.The sound of thunder is rolling, and the center is powerful, enough to make the devil put down his butcher knife, and the prodigal son turn around and wake up...

The sound waves turned into turbulent air waves, and the hurricane blew violently, blowing Yu Liancheng's black hair flowing, and his clothes rattling.

But he just plucked his ears and scolded with a smile: "It's like a dog barking. Everyone has his own way. Whoever offends me, he should not think about it. This is my way. It's just a celestial phenomenon. I can enter it as I want." .”

The two swords of Hong Fu and Li Jing shuttled back and forth in Yang Taisui's palms, and the cage turned into a palm was already crumbling, and Yang Taisui's palms were cut with seven or eight small cuts, dripping with blood.

Yu Liancheng didn't push Feijian any further, instead he said with interest: "You want to convince me, but I also have something to say to you."

"All ears." Yang Taisui said.

He is not afraid of wasting time, on the contrary, in this inevitable defeat situation, the more time is wasted, the more likely there will be a turning point.The nonsense villains in the picture books of novels are often defeated in this way.

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "If I remember correctly, you are a descendant of the Yang family, the top clan in Dongyue. , but you are still a legalist in your bones, and you practice vertical and horizontal techniques. Some people say that your Buddhism is exquisite and you can be the leader of Buddhism today."

Yang Taisui said: "The world's false praise can't be true."

"It's true that it can't be true." Yu Liancheng said lightly: "To me, you are the two ends of a snake and a mouse. A Buddha cannot become a Buddha, and the Dharma cannot become a Dharma. Even if you are a Buddha, you don't see how to save all living beings and spread compassion widely. If you are a Dharma , and there is no intention of making a decision, painting the ground as a prison, trapping others and trapping oneself. The so-called shame of being number one in the world is just a joke. Because of this, Fang fell into the sky, seeking to ascend but failed."

Yang Taisui was startled, and then smiled: "In this way, it is impossible for Yang to accomplish anything. Fortunately, he can still stop you."

After saying that, he will raise his hand to throw Zhao Kai away, and then give up his life to stop Yu Liancheng for a while.

"It's a pity you couldn't stop it."

hum!hum!
Following Yu Liancheng's thought, blood spattered amidst the trembling sound of the flying sword.

Two fingers of the old monk in black were cut off, and he could no longer control the two flying swords, so they flew away together.

The latter drew two bright silver marks in the air, and stabbed directly at Tai Sui in black with an indomitable aura.

The intact left hand of the old monk in black flicked his fingers again and again, like a lotus flower blooming, hitting the blades of the two small swords continuously, and there was another jingling sound. When this round of offensive was blocked, his left hand was also covered with blood dripping.

Seeing the flying sword swiping in the air, and about to stab again, Yang Taisui sneered, vaguely revealing the ferocity of his youth: "Murong, you are too deceitful, are you really a monk and I am a vegetarian?"

The old monk in black stomped his foot on the board of the boat, his beard and hair all stretched out, and he shouted, "Baizhang is merciful!"

The black cassock that was draped over his body was untied, and with a twist of his fingers, he greeted the two flying swords like a black cloud.

The cassock grows in the wind.

Like a canopy rising from the ground.

The ancient book Zeng Yun Zhong Nanshan has precious trees planted by immortals, towering into the clouds, without branches and leaves.

Yang Taisui, as the master of the emperors of the two dynasties, even though his realm was pouring down like a river, how could he not have the wrist to suppress the bottom of the box.And this cassock named "Baizhang Mercy" is one of the treasures in the box.

The cassock fluttered in the wind, and it was several feet long in an instant, but it was surrounded by hundreds of feet of billowing black clouds, completely covering the two flying swords.

"Good baby, it's mine now." Yu Liancheng's eyes lit up.

Yang Taisui let out a cold snort, closed his eyes, and a mighty and magnificent spirit suddenly emerged from his whole body.

Deng Deng staring...

Then, he walked towards Yu Liancheng step by step.Every time you take a step, the whole body of the boat shakes for a while, and the board of the boat is imprinted with the imprint of a Buddha lotus flower.

Every time he took a step, Yang Taisui's aura also disappeared.

It is the supreme supernatural power of Buddhism that produces lotus in seven steps.

When the sixth step is taken, there are not only six lotus imprints on the board, but also countless golden lotuses gushing out of thin air, like a goddess scattering flowers, and it seems to be blessed by five hundred arhats.

Full of sacred breath.

The old monk in black was full of pity, looked at the young man in black who was at arm's length, and finally took the seventh step.

Also the last step.

The seventh lotus quietly blooms.

Suddenly, the situation changed.Yang Taisui's expression was exhausted to the extreme, but there was a sacred golden color all over his body, carrying a sense of majesty and grandeur, as if he had attained the Buddhahood.The brilliant golden light illuminates the entire river and waterfall, turning this killing field into a holy place for Buddha.

"Amitabha."

Amidst the sound of the Buddha's horn, Yang Taisui sent a palm far away towards Yulian City.

"Did you forget? I'm not only famous for my swordsmanship."

Yu Liancheng stood calmly, raised his brows, and his original calm aura suddenly changed, giving the impression that there was a wild beast hidden in his body, violent and tyrannical.

Qi and blood soared to the sky, billowing like blood-red smoke.The scorching high temperature almost burned the air, turning it into an oven with a radius of several tens of feet, and the water surface was steamed with mist, creating a smoky haze.

A slender hand was slowly taken out from the sleeve of the robe, five fingers were clenched into a fist, and the fist moved like a meteorite, hitting Yang Taisui's palm heavily.

boom! !

A dull sound rang out.

Everyone's heartbeat seemed to miss half a beat.

But after this blow, apart from the muffled sound, nothing unusual seemed to happen.

It was because the strength exerted by these two people had been completely contained in the punch and palm just now, and there was absolutely no leakage of it.

Soldiers and masters from several large ships cast their gazes over

After a while, Yu Liancheng slowly withdrew his hand and looked at the black-clothed monk indifferently.

Yang Taisui clasped his palms together, and was completely silent.

Yu Liancheng shook his head, stretched out his palm, and the cassock named "Baizhang Mercy" fell into his palm, and then he put it in the storage space with a thought.

"I said, you can't stop me."

He glanced at Yang Taisui in front of him again, and blew lightly, as if the opposite side had been weathered for thousands of years, it fell into countless powders and scattered in the river water.

"However, you did have the decision to give up everything, but I was mistaken."

(End of this chapter)