Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 128 Beheading the Future King Zhou

"Great Shang Guoshi, how dare you!"

The three Taoists from Dongyi drank it arrogantly and domineeringly, the corners of Qingyun's mouth twitched even more, and the three people on the opposite side thought he was afraid, so they laughed wildly.

"Come here, Xian let Dashang's national teacher see my Dongyi Dafa."

I saw the fierce Taoist priest with a hulking back and a waist directly shouted arrogantly, and suddenly a general holding a ghost-headed sword walked out of the Dongyi army.

"Look at it, cut towards Pindao, use all your strength, let Da Shang's national teacher take a good look."

The Taoist priest with a thick back and a waist has already tightened his neckline, revealing his hairy neck, which is a bit black with hair, and Qingyun on the opposite side is even more chilly.

The soldiers of the two armies stared wide-eyed, and saw that the sturdy Taoist priest from Dongyi came directly to the front of the two armies, as if he was showing his abilities in front of the big merchants, the two armies, and even the national teacher.

"cut!"

Under the ferocious and angry roar, the blushing neck seemed to be filled with deep hatred, and the soldiers of the merchant army were all surprised and astonished. This Taoist must have enmity with himself.

"Daozhang! This general will be chopped off!"

"cut!"

With an angry roar, Dongyi's general gritted his teeth and raised the big knife in his palm with both hands in resentment. Suddenly, a cold light flashed and there was a click, and a rolling head rolled on the ground.

The blood splattered in all directions, but it stopped in just an instant. Under the worried eyes of the two younger brothers behind, I saw their eldest brother stretched out his neck half-kneeling, eh!No brains anymore.

After seeing this scene, countless people were shocked and shocked. Even Zishou and Huang Feihu couldn't help being a little shocked, and they don't blame them. Let alone ordinary people, even ordinary monks dare not do this. The fact that he bet off his head with Shen Gongbao showed that ordinary monks who cut off their heads and survived would also be terrified.

"Haha~ Great Shang Guoshi, how dare you behead him!"

At this moment, the hulking-backed and headless body stood up slowly, and even went forward and grabbed the severed head that fell to the ground. The head opened its eyes and laughed wildly.

At this moment, the merchant army was in an uproar, and they were all shocked, and the morale of the Dongyi army was even higher.

But at this moment, the Taoist didn't give up, and proudly threw his head in his palm. Suddenly, the rough-faced head rose into the air, and went directly towards the big merchant army, and there were bursts of gasps and shocking voices. The sound kept ringing, and the morale of Dashang was even lowered in one fell swoop.

Following the wild clamor of the other party's monsters, the eyes of the great merchants turned to their national teacher, even Huang Feihu and Zishou looked at their national teacher expectantly, hoping that the national teacher could inspire the three armies.

However, Qingyun looked sideways at the two behind him after seeing the other party's arrogance, and finally showed a malicious smile when he saw Zishou.

"The art of decapitation, immortality, and flying heads is just Xiaodaoer, how can I use this deity to do it, hum! Waiting for this deity to pray to the red cloud sage with a yellow talisman, it will make my big businessman like this."

When he said this, Qingyun pointed directly at the young general behind him and shouted loudly: "I will use the young general behind me to cut off the head and break your path."

Swish!
At this moment, Shou's face turned green, and the malicious look from the national teacher just now made him feel bad, sure enough!

"Feihu is willing to show the technique of decapitating immortality and flying heads for the national teacher."

Huang Feihu on the side changed his face when he saw that the national teacher was about to accept the performance of this terrible Taoism, and hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists to replace his highness, but Qingyun squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, you have to queue up if you want to die, right?" ."

"Flying Tiger!"

Seeing what Huang Feihu was about to say, Zishou stretched out his hand to stop his brother. He took a deep breath and looked at the national teacher firmly.

"The last general who is in charge of food is subject to the order of the national teacher!"

This sentence conveyed a message to Huang Feihu, that is, his current identity is not His Royal Highness of the Great Shang Dynasty, but an insignificant grain guard on the Dongyi battlefield.

"Your Highness! Cutting off the head is no joke."

Huang Feihu was a little anxious, and there was a fierce look in his eyes as he stared at the national teacher. At this time, the word "monster way" had already risen in his heart.

But Zishou snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Huang Feihu! What should be done to those who disobey the military order!"

After drinking a big sentence, Huang Feihu's aggrieved eyes turned red and bloodshot, and finally he gritted his teeth in aggrieved words: "The violator! Cut off!"

Looking at Huang Feihu who was holding back his anger, Zishou patted this good brother on the shoulder with a smile on his face. A friend in adversity sees the truth. Now at this moment, his good brother is willing to die in his place, and his heart is even stronger. A faint warmth could not help rising.

Zishou, who strode up to the front of the formation, clasped his fists and shouted respectfully: "The official Zishou, who is in charge of food from the great merchant, pays homage to the national teacher!"

Looking at Zi Shou with firm eyes, but his face was still a little pale, Qingyun couldn't help laughing, pointing at Huang Feihu behind him and laughingly said: "Huang Feihu, the grain escort officer, is in charge of beheading!"

In a word, Zishou's face changed and then returned to normal, but Huang Feihu's face turned red, and he clenched the long sword at his waist angrily, gnashing his teeth and said: "National teacher! Do you know that once your skills are a little bit How will it end if you are not careful!"

"Come on, Feihu." Huang Feihu still didn't give up on the last threat of lowering his voice, but Zishou laughed out loud, and directly opened the neckline of the armor's placket with both hands.

The angry Huang Feihu strode forward in dissatisfaction, looking as if he was about to draw his sword to strike, Qingyun couldn't help but sneered and said: "If you really want to kill Zishou, just strike directly."

Under the playful eyes, the angry Huang Feihu was suddenly a little stunned and embarrassed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Zishou beside him, not only lowered his voice but said urgently: "Please ask the national teacher to cast the spell quickly."

It was at this moment that Huang Feihu came to his senses, his face was red and his ears were red, as if he was so angry that he forgot that his national teacher hadn't cast a spell yet, if he did this, he would die unjustly, and he couldn't help but look at him with some complaining eyes for a while This brother of mine is so pitiful that he almost died.

In front of the formation of the two armies, the Dongyi army's morale was boosted one by one, and the soldiers of the two armies looked at it, and saw that Da Shang's national teacher was waving his hand to take the saber from the waist of the grain guard young general.

Then the sword finger suddenly clamped a yellow talisman, and the bronze-colored domineering long knife was turned out of its sheath in the palm of his hand, and then Qingyun shouted directly in front of the soldiers of the two armies: "The sage Hongyun is in a hurry like a law!"

In an instant, the yellow talisman ignited spontaneously, and the burning yellow talisman was sandwiched between the sword fingers and landed directly on the gleaming bronze long knife, and a burst of flames burst out of the blade.

Immediately afterwards, the flames on the saber faded again, and after finishing all this, Qingyun threw the long saber to Huang Feihu casually, and said with a confident smile in front of the hundreds of thousands of troops of the two armies: "Use this saber to cut the grain The official young general will receive the head, and this deity guarantees that the son will not die after being beheaded, and he can also perform the technique of flying the head."

Looking at the long knife in his hand, Huang Feihu was half-believing and a little suspicious, while Zishou exaggerated and exposed his neck, and laughed boldly: "The big merchant has no worries, Feihu, what are you waiting for?"

Huang Feihu was a little worried, but seeing the confident smile of the national teacher, and the commander Wen Zhong in the rear army was not at all moved, he suddenly felt a little confident, and the last trace of worry in his heart was just a fear that something might happen, he The Huang family is over.

"Flying Tiger."

Zishou yelled again, Huang Feihu gritted his teeth, walked straight to the opponent, holding the long knife in both hands, raised his teeth and said: "Your Highness! If you have any problems, Feihu will be in front of the two armies." Kill yourself and apologize before the battle."

Under the gazes of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the two armies, Huang Feihu, a young general in the Great Merchant Army, raised the long knife in his palm and swung it with a click.

Under the shocked eyes of the generals of the Wanjun, Huang Feihu opened his eyes tremblingly after swinging the knife, only to see that there was a headless body under the knife, and there was no trace of blood on the blade, and it was even cut off. The neck can only be seen or that bloody.

Standing on the chariot, Qingyun smiled even more after seeing this scene, and directly pinched his sword fingers and shouted: "Get up!"

In an instant, the bloodless leader who rolled onto the ground and closed his eyes suddenly opened them, and his eyes were full of shock. At this time, Zishou clearly saw Huang Feihu and his own body. Headless body.

"Haha, I'm fine, I'm fine."

Under Zi Shou's wild laughter, his head flew up strangely, as if he could still control his body, but the headless body stood up slowly, and his hands were still groping.

After seeing this scene, Huang Feihu shouted excitedly with tears in his eyes: "The national teacher is mighty!"

"Hoho~ The national teacher is mighty."

In an instant, the morale of the three armies of the Great Merchants was boosted, and they all cheered excitedly. Zishou's levitating head also imitated the opponent's provocative appearance, and floated directly in front of the Dongyi army on the opposite side, laughing brazenly. The head and body are running in front of the formation.

For a moment, Dongyi's three armies were silent, each and every one of them watched Flying Head laughingly passing in front of them in horror.

"Marshal, the national teacher's spells are high, but why didn't he know that before?"

All the generals in the Shang army were shocked. It is really amazing to be able to cut off the head of a mortal with a wave of his hand, but the three eyes on the forehead of Wen Zhong, who is the commander of the three armies, can see clearly, and the corners of his mouth can't help but hook slowly. smiled.

Under the divine light of his three eyes, what he saw clearly was that the body running around without a head was obviously complete, the head was still there, and the scabbard was nothing but the scabbard flying wildly in the sky.

Blindfolding!
On Dongyi's side, the other two Taoist priests became a little nervous. Looking at the blood that continued to flow from their elder brother's neck, the two of them broke out in a nervous sweat on their foreheads.

"Damn Dashang's national teacher is really a master, hurry up and call big brother back, otherwise if you lose too much energy, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to your position."

"Brother, return quickly!"

This is the skinny Dongyi Taoist priest shouting at the head flying in the sky. Their big brother's crazy head is now like gold paper, slipping down in cold sweat, hearing his brother's call Finally, he couldn't help laughing wildly in front of the big merchant army with bluff: "Haha~ I'm returning to my position as a poor man."

With a loud shout, the head returned anxiously in the air, while Qing Yun on the chariot in the distance showed a playful smile after seeing this scene.

On the side, Huang Feihu breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been fished out of the water, wiping his cold sweat profusely, but suddenly saw the teacher's teasing smile and then secretly moved his sword.

Huang Feihu, who swallowed nervously, turned his head with difficulty, and looked in the direction of Dongyi, only to see the suspended head go back and shouted loudly.

"Head! Come back!"

Click!After a crisp voice sounded, Dong Yi, the hulking Taoist priest, suddenly laughed wildly. It would have been better if he didn't have that pale face and the sweat on his face.

"Haha, how about Pindao's decapitation and flying head technique!"

However, at this moment, the arrogant voice stopped abruptly, and the two juniors behind him lowered their voices and said anxiously: "It's reversed, reversed! Senior brother reversed, his head is reversed."

Only at this moment did he realize that something was wrong, the hulking body was a little abnormal, it seemed uncoordinated, when he lowered his head, he stared at his eyes as big as copper bells, and was shocked to find that he actually saw his big protruding buttocks!And the back and heels.

"Why didn't you remind me just now!"

The boss who lowered his voice couldn't help speaking to the two juniors behind him angrily, and the two juniors even said with mournful faces: "Brother, when you were anxious to put your head back in place, we two brothers were also worried about what happened to you, big brother." , We only discovered it after the head was returned to its place."

Inverted!His head was turned upside down when he went back. At this moment, his body was extremely uncoordinated, his hands were scratching wildly, and his legs were so uncoordinated that he almost fell down. If his two juniors hadn't stepped forward to support him, he might have been embarrassed.

Seeing that he was about to be embarrassed, the hulking Dongyi Taoist was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and lowered his head and said in a low voice: "One of you supports me, don't make me make a fool of myself, and turn my head upside down when my mana recovers when I go back. "

"Brother, are you okay this time? I saw you left a lot of blood."

Facing the worries of the two juniors, he wanted to cry but had no tears, is it all right?It's all right, let's try it. Today, in order to win the opponent's technique, he also went all out. In the past, he came back quickly after cutting his head with this skill. It's almost enough to rest for two or three days.

But today the head has been flying for such a long time, the blood in the body is rushing out, this blood is the essence, the longer the head is outside, the more essence will be lost, today is too much.

"Dare to ask this tiger-headed Daoist Dongyi, how is the first victory?"

This is Qingyun standing on the chariot looking at the three top players and laughing amusedly, and even pointing at Zishou who is still laughing excitedly and showing off his power in front of the battle without anything.

Now that Di Xin's face is rosy, he doesn't seem to be hurting at all, and the body behind him keeps running around with his head. He looks extremely excited, and it seems that playing for a few more hours will not be a problem.

At this moment, the three Taoist priests in Dongyi looked at each other in dismay, and finally the Taoist priest with big shoulders and round waist turned pale, snorted coldly and shouted loudly: "National Teacher of the Great Merchants, it's okay for the head of the poor Taoist to come back, and your methods are not bad. This first match is not bad. Do you have the guts to compete with us in the second round?"

When he said this, a Taoist from Dongyi, who was as tall as a bamboo pole, walked out proudly, with flesh and blood like firewood, his wide Taoist robes fluttered in the wind, and Qingyun shook his head while watching Qingyun. Sure enough, there are no strange people in this world. Ah, these three are simply the best.

"Great Shang Guoshi, you dare to compete with me to open the belly, dig out the heart and lungs for the soldiers of the three armies to watch, and then fill the abdominal cavity to restore it to the original."

In front of the formation of the soldiers of the two armies, the Dongyi Taoist priest with a bamboo pole who was speaking fiercely took off half of the wide Taoist robe that seemed to be warming directly, revealing the fleshy upper body and the thin palms. Patting his own bony chest, the people watching were even more worried, for fear that they would kill themselves.

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