Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1003 Negotiations Broke Down
Long Rudai opened her mouth to laugh, and blood flowed out of her mouth.After laughing, she suddenly grabbed Long Ziyin's arm, and said weakly, "Ziyin, uncle, take a step first, you and Yun'er should take care."

Long Ziyin stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood stains on her mouth, with tears in his eyes, he tremblingly said: "Uncle Shi, you are not alone, Ziyin will go down to serve your old man in a while."

Long Rudai said: "Zi Yin, you don't need to..."

Long Ziyin said: "Uncle Master, is it up to us to choose now? There are only two roads before us, one is to submit to the Persian religion, and the other is to fight to the death. With today's Cihangxuan, and How could it be the opponent of the Persian religion? Uncle, don't worry, even if we die, we will not tarnish the name of Cihang Shengxuan."

A flashing smile flashed across Long Rudai's face, and said: "Okay, I am indeed a disciple of Cihang Shengxuan, and I can go with peace of mind." After saying this, he closed his eyes gently, No more breathing.Walking so peacefully, it was like falling asleep.

Long Ziyin and Long Biyun did not cry bitterly. Long Ziyin picked up Long Rudai, walked to the side, put her down, kowtowed three times to her body, then drew out his sword and walked to Fang Jianming.

Seeing that she was about to fight to the end, Fang Jianming hurriedly said: "Aunt Long, you step back for now, the matter has not reached the point of no return."

Long Ziyin smiled sadly, and said: "Jianming, do you think they will still give us a way out?"

Fang Jianming said: "Aunt Long, the Persian Cult has a large number of people, and the disciples of Cihangxuan can only die in vain if they go up. If you ask me to negotiate with them, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Long Ziyin said: "Jianming, I know you have good intentions, so I only give you a stick of time. If they leave Wuyi Mountain right away, that's all. If they stay here, I, Cihangxuan , Even if you die in battle, you must fight to the end."

Fang Jianming said: "Aunt Long, I can't guarantee that they will leave here, but I will do my best to protect the interests of Cihangxuan."

Long Ziyin let out a "hmm" and stepped back.Long Biyun was about to ask her something, but she whispered: "Yun'er, let Jianming negotiate with them first, if it really doesn't work, I will give an order, and everyone will rush over there together. You have to find a way to escape , don’t be impulsive.”

Long Biyun said: "No, Master, I won't leave if you don't leave, at worst I will fight them to the end."

Long Ziyin said: "Stupid, can you beat them? Even if we have twice as many people, we can't beat them."

Long Biyun said: "Master, since you also know how powerful they are, how can I escape? Anyway, I can't escape, so I might as well fight them head-on, maybe there is still a chance of survival, but... just suffering Xuanzhong's sister."

Long Ziyin sighed, and said: "The sky is going to kill me, Cihangxuan, even if there are heavenly soldiers and generals today, it will be difficult to recover from the disadvantage." He grabbed Long Biyun's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Yun'er, Cihangxuan There is no escape from catastrophe today, if you can escape, you must live well in the future. The jungle has always been dominated by the weak, and no sect can last long. It is rare for Benxuan to stand for so many years."

At this moment, Fang Jianming took a few steps forward, clasped his fist at Bachman, and said, "Envoy Ba, is there any room for discussion?"

Bachman said: "Yes, that is you and Cihangxuan, both of whom belong to this religion."

Fang Jianming's expression darkened, and he said, "Emissary Ba, don't force people too much. You must know that if you kill [-] enemies, you will lose [-]. If you really want to fight, even if it is the Pope of your Persian religion, I may not lose to him. There are corpses everywhere, I can guarantee that half of them belong to your Persian sect."

Bachman sneered and said, "Don't scare the emissary. Except for you, the rest of you are vulnerable. How many of you can you keep? Let's submit obediently."

Fang Jianming said: "Messenger Ba, there is a saying in our Central Plains that it is better to have broken jade than to be whole. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Bachman said: "This envoy has also heard about it, but the situation today is that I am strong and you are weak. If you want to survive, you have to surrender." After a pause, he suddenly laughed: "This envoy remembered one thing. , I want to ask you something."

Fang Jianming said, "What do you want to ask?"

Bachman took a deep look at him, and said: "From your current appearance, you are over 30 years old, but if you shave off your beard, it should be between 21 two and 25 six. According to the messenger As far as we know, there seems to be only one such young master in the Central Plains."

Fang Jianming said, "Who?"

Bachman said, "Fang Jianming!"

After hearing this, Fang Jianming burst out laughing and said, "Messenger Ba, if I say that I am Fang Jianming, do you believe it or not?"

Bachman said: "This messenger's letter. Because according to Mo Kedo's description, you and Fang Jianming have too many similarities."

Fang Jianming said: "Your religion came to the west this time, why didn't you see Mo Keduo and others?"

Bachman said coldly: "They are ineffective and have insulted the holy body of the religion. They have already been locked up."

Fang Jianming said: "No wonder, no wonder." After a pause, he said: "Since you have already guessed who I am, you should know what kind of person I am. I have always been kind to others, and I will never do things for no reason. To provoke someone, but if someone pushes me too far, in order to save my life, I will never be lenient."

Bachman said with a smile: "People don't kill themselves, and what you said in the Central Plains is absolutely correct. This envoy asks you, is the bottle of eternal life for mother and child in your hands?"

Fang Jianming said: "Since Mo Kedo has already returned to Persia, isn't it unnecessary for you to ask?"

Bachman stared coldly, and said, "If you hand over the mother and child longevity bottle, you may be able to recover a life."

Fang Jianming said: "You mean that even if I hand over the mother-child longevity bottle to you, you will not let Cihangxuan go, right?"

A murderous look surged up on Bachman's face, and he said, "No matter who it is, whoever kills the Holy Cult will have no choice but to surrender or die."

Fang Jianming said: "Is there really no other way to choose?"

Bachmann said: "No!"

Fang Jianming thought for a while, and said: "It is said that your sect has extensive and profound martial arts knowledge, but I don't know if it is true or not?"

Bachman said, "Don't you want to try?"

Fang Jianming raised his eyes to look at the soft sedan chair, and said, "Messenger Ba, I wonder if you are in charge now, or the people on the sedan chair are in charge?"

Bachman said: "For the time being, this emissary will be the master."

Fang Jianming said: "The person sitting on the sedan chair is the Pope of your religion?"

Bachmann said, "You don't need to know."

Fang Jianming smiled faintly and said, "Is the envoy Ba interested in making gestures with Fang?"

Bachmann frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Fang Jianming said: "What Fang means is that if Fang loses, Fang will not only submit to your Persian religion in the future, but will also donate the longevity bottle of mother and son."

Bachman said with a gloomy smile, "If this envoy is defeated, my Persian Holy Cult will have to leave here, right?"

Fang Jianming said fiercely: "Could it be that the Ba envoy doesn't have the guts?"

Bachman laughed loudly, and said: "Fang Jianming, our sect has the chance to win, so why should our emissary make gestures with you? You don't need to waste your efforts." After speaking, he slowly raised his palms, and the palms burst into dazzling light, saying : "Fang Jianming, this emissary is giving you one last chance, will you hand over the longevity bottle?"

Fang Jianming's face darkened, and he took out the wooden ring from his pocket. After putting it on, his eyes flashed with a horrifying evil spirit, and he said coldly: "Today, Fang Jianming wants to see how powerful your Persian religion is!"

Bachman shouted: "Fang, since you don't know how to praise, then don't blame the holy religion for killing you all. Kill!" As soon as the words fell, the first one rushed up, Both palms print towards Fang Jianming.

The moment he rushed out, the other four ambassadors jumped up from their horses and shot out.Long Ziyin was about to give the order to attack, but Fang Jianming shook his shoulders, stretched his arms, and a huge gust of wind was generated out of thin air, forcing the group of people several feet away behind them to retreat several feet.

Fang Jianming said coldly: "Whoever dares to touch a hair of the servants of Cihangxuan, Fang will be killed without mercy!" He jumped up into the air, flipped his palms, and faced Bachman.

There was a loud "boom", and the energy swept all over, and the situation changed.Bachman suddenly felt his arms sore from the shock, his throat felt sweet, a mouthful of blood was almost spat out from his mouth, and he hurriedly retreated.

Fang Jianming let out a long roar, and instantly sent out four forces, hitting the other four ambassadors.The four ambassadors swung their wrists and slapped out their palms, each with a powerful chop.

After four sounds of "bang bang bang bang", all four of them were shocked to the ground, their faces were full of horror, they never believed that Fang Jianming would have such skill.

(End of this chapter)