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Chapter 633 Dead but not down, a warrior on the battlefield
"Golden Wheel Fawang, fight again!"

Xiao Qiushui stood in front of Jinlun Fawang, holding a Fangtian painted halberd in his right hand and the ancient Changge sword in his left hand.

After these days of experience, Xiao Qiushui not only became stronger in martial arts, but also added a bit of iron and blood, his eyes were like lightning, and he was as awe-inspiring as a god.

He has already taken the most important step towards the great achievement of martial arts, but at this time he doesn't care about the improvement of martial arts, but wants to stop Jinlun Fawang.

Xiao Qiushui must use his own method to contribute his strength to the victory of this battle.

He is a master of martial arts, good at fighting in martial arts.

Charging into battle is not Xiao Qiushui's forte, and Xiao Qiushui doesn't intend to lead troops to charge, what he wants to do is to block all the masters of Meng Yuan's side.

"Congratulations Xiao benefactor, your martial arts have improved a lot compared to before, I'm really gratified!"

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

"Benefactor Xiao is still very young, is he willing to fight the old monk to the death and die on the battlefield?"

"Being loyal to the country, why not be afraid of death, besides, in today's battle, it is not certain who will win and who will lose!"

"Do you fight here?"

"right here!"

Xiao Qiushui Fang Tian's painted halberd swept across violently, forcing the surrounding soldiers back, and the ancient Changge sword, like a frightened bird, flew down from mid-air and shot at Jinlun Fawang's eyes.

Jinlun Fawang knew that Xiao Qiushui's swordsmanship was excellent, and he was best at adapting to changes, so he must not fight with him.

In the last battle, when he had an absolute advantage, Xiao Qiushui's epiphany brought the situation back. Although he attacked repeatedly, he didn't gain half of the advantage.

Jinlun Fawang snorted coldly, and took out five roulettes of gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead from his sleeves. This is Jinlun Fawang's best weapon and his most exquisite martial arts.

Five rounds!

In the previous tentative duel, Jinlun Fawang used this to fight against Duan Tianya, breaking Duan Tianya's ninjutsu. Xiao Qiushui was very impressed by this, and thought of seven or eight tactics.

Unexpectedly, the moment the wheels flew out, they were broken in mid-air at the same time, shattering into hundreds of hidden weapons.

Before Xiao Qiushui could react, Jinlun Fawang's right palm slammed into Xiao Qiushui's chest with the strength of the dragon and elephant.

Jinlun Fawang knew that the fighting moves were definitely not Xiao Qiushui's opponent, they would only put him in a desperate situation, so he directly shattered the weapon and used it as a hidden weapon to shoot.

It can not only interfere with Xiao Qiushui's sword power, but also shock Xiao Qiushui, and take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

It has to be said that Jinlun Fawang's tactics are very subtle, and it can even be said to be "almost" successful.

"Almost" success, is failure!

There is no room for "almost" on the battlefield!
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qiushui blesses his soul, and uses the coup of the unknown swordsmanship - the hidden weapon style!
There are quite similarities between Wuming Sword Art and Dugu Nine Swords. The most important similarity is that they both have techniques for dealing with hidden weapons. However, the straightforward name of breaking hidden weapons does not fit Zhang Danfeng's style.

It should be known that Zhang Danfeng is a Confucian chivalrous man, talented, unrestrained, unrestrained, mad and chivalrous.

The swordsmanship created in his later years was based on his lifelong experience in martial arts. Other moves are quite elegant, but this "Breaking Hidden Weapon Style" is too straightforward.

Relatively speaking, Dugu Qiubai's broken arrow pose is much better than this Lao Shizi's broken weapon pose.

Although the name is not good enough, it is very powerful. The sword swayed hundreds of sword lights in an instant, knocking down all the broken roulettes.

Pinnacle is green!

Looking at the turquoise sword energy in front of him, and the extremely tough touch, Jinlun Fawang only felt that after swallowing three catties of Coptis chinensis, bitter water began to flow out of his throat!

The Dharma King of King Kong Temple, a highly respected Tantric monk, couldn't help but want to yell at him at this moment.

What kind of ghost sword technique is this?

Why can't you change your trick?

Do you think I can't break this ghost sword technique?
Uh... Jinlun Fawang wronged a good person!

Xiao Qiushui had absolutely no intention of humiliating, he just performed this trick in a hasty way.

According to Xiao Qiushui's temperament, if it was really a martial arts competition on the ring, he might not be able to use the same moves, and this move would probably not continue to be used.

"clang!"

Xiao Qiushui was knocked back a few steps by a palm, but when his feet landed on the ground, they had already taken root, and the sword that had been deflected fell down like a waterfall.

The silver light and snow waves, the dust and the wind, are so beautiful.

Jinlun Dharma King Wuxin admired the beauty of swordsmanship. He swung his palm in a Vajra Mahamudra, followed by making a mudra with both hands, using the Tantra mantra to strengthen the palm of the dragon and elephant.

attack!
A desperate onslaught!

Jinlun Fawang is powerful, powerful, and extremely strong in defense. His shortcomings are also obvious, that is, his attack power seems to be strong, but he can't make a final decision. His attack speed is not so fast, and his response is not so flexible.

To deal with those whose martial arts are not as good as his, even if the martial arts are far inferior to him, such as Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, it still takes a dozen or even twenty or thirty moves to win.

Against those whose martial arts are similar to his, even if it is besieged by two or three people, they can still rely on defense.

To put it bluntly:
——When you are weak, you are not strong, when you are strong, you are not weak!

This kind of stable master is very good for charging into battle, but he is an eminent monk of Tantric Buddhism, so he can be enshrined, so how can he charge into battle in person?

Used in Jianghu martial arts, against opponents like Xiao Qiushui and Linghu Chong who have excellent understanding and are strong when they are strong, they will be regarded as experience bags and cash machines.

Does Jinlun Fawang know his own shortcomings?

Of course he knew.

He has consulted countless masters, even such masters of war as Boyan, but nothing has been gained.

Jinlun Fawang remembered that Tubo Living Buddha once gave him a revelation when he opened the divine power collection for him to help him break through the Dragon and Elephant Wisdom Skill.

Shaolin Prajna Palm is very helpful to him, when he can practice Prajna Palm to the limit, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu will break through to the twelfth level.

For this reason, King Jinlun went to the Vajra Gate and exchanged it for the Prajna Palm, but it didn't work.

If it wasn't for the living Buddha's realm far beyond imagination, and the subtle words and dharma are never flawed, I'm afraid that the living Buddha's practice of Buddhism is foolish. What is the connection between Tantric Buddhism and Shaolin?

Shouldn't heretics be enemies?

Jinlun Fawang didn't know that the full name of Prajna Palm of Vajra Sect was Prajna Vajra Palm, which was a foreign kung fu learned by Huogong Tutuo from Shaolin, and the essence was "King Kong".

Shaolin's first divine palm, the Prajna Palm, has the essence of being empty but not empty, and it needs to be fully realized to be empty.

Prajna Buddhism pays attention to emptiness, so that when the last move is "one emptiness to the end", it is neither empty nor non-empty. The power of the palm is invisible, there is no form, no perception, thinking, and consciousness. The touch method is also all empty, the palm force is empty, and the empty is the palm force.

The same is true for the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, the Dragon Elephant's strength is nothing more than the supernatural powers of protecting the Dharma. If you want to comprehend the highest state, you need the Buddhist epiphany and comprehend the Prajna Buddha Dharma.

Jinlun Fawang comprehended the wrong meaning, and practiced the secret books wrongly. Naturally, it became more and more wrong. Although the road of martial arts has gone astray, isn't the wrong way the way?

The Dharma protector has supernatural powers, the golden body is not broken, and the dragon and elephant are strong.

Isn't this a good thing?

Since you have taken the wrong path, why not make the same mistakes again and again?
On Jinlun Fawang's skinny face, there were earthworm-like blue and black veins and veins bursting out, obviously showing signs of madness, but he didn't care.

At the beginning, there was an eminent monk in Jingang Temple, who also couldn't meditate when he broke through. As a result, his mind was chaotic, and he went mad for seven days and seven nights, before he ran out of fuel and died.

At this time, he was on the battlefield. If he could really go crazy for seven days and seven nights, it would be a good thing.

Jinlun Fawang spat out a mouthful of blood, his palms were like a pair of sledgehammers, and he slammed down on Xiao Qiushui, the roar of dragons and elephants was endless, and the force of his palms was as thick as a waterfall in a radius of tens of feet, making people breathless.

The martial arts masters in the Central Plains, of course, would not just watch Xiao Qiushui resist Jinlun Fawang. Now it is not a competition in the arena, but a competition in the battlefield.

Duan Tianya shot first, followed by Linghu Chong, and then Wang Xiaoshi.

With so many masters besieging him, Jinlun Fawang didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. He ignored everything to squeeze his potential and allowed his true energy to break through his meridians.

Jinlun Fawang's body was thin and thin at first, but after becoming obsessed, it became gnarled with muscles, and his blood vessels were like dense magic lines, which made people feel creepy.

No matter who is in front of him, he is attacking with all his strength, his consciousness has been lost, he only wants to knock down the opponent, and nothing else exists.

Abandoning God and Buddha, deviant scriptures and apostasy.

Jinlun Dharma King has put aside everything, regardless of the teachings and admonitions of the living Buddha, and he doesn't care about the position of the national teacher of the Mongolian Yuan army, he only wants to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him.

Originally, his disciple Daerba brought dozens of Vajra Monastery guardians to assist in the battle, but the fierce battle was less than ten moves, so he had to retreat, otherwise, if he got closer, he might be torn to pieces by Jinlun Dharma King.

Li Jinyu didn't even look at the battle between King Jinlun Fawang and others. He only cared about tearing up the Mengyuan formation, and charged towards Boyan and Ashu wholeheartedly.

The sound of killing was endless, Li Jinyu's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and Boyan's voice was already hoarse.

Although the soldiers of Meng Yuan were brave and tough, they still felt deep-seated fear in the face of such a fierce fight and the evil ghosts of the underworld who wantonly harvested their lives.

Boyan was able to hold on reluctantly, he had sacrificed everything for himself, but Ah Shu couldn't hold on anymore.

Boyan was facing only Li Jinyu. No matter how invincible Li Jinyu was, he only had five hundred Jinwu guards under his command, so he could only tear apart the formation with courage.

A Shu faced Di Qing and Wang Xiaojie.

Di Qing's talent as a famous general, although he has not yet grown to the peak state, has quite a lot of experience.

Wang Xiaojie's reputation is not as good as Di Qing's, but he is also a general in the martial arts temple, especially good at leading troops to attack.

Under the attack of the two, no matter how A Shu commanded the troops, he still couldn't stop the decline.

Win in one go!
A catastrophic defeat!
A Shu desperately blew the horn to retreat, and Boyan led the remnant soldiers to flee to the north. He did not run away, but led the troops to delay the time.

This is the last thing he can do for Meng Yuan, and this is also his last pride as a warrior on the battlefield.

"Da da da!"

The four war horses slowly approached Ashu.

He is dead!
The sword with the rolling blade was poked on the ground, and he stared at the Yanqi Capital Protectorate with his eyes. Although he was dead in battle, the evil spirit on his body could still make people tremble with fear.

Wang Xiaojie sighed: "What a hero!"

Di Qing said: "Shall we pursue?"

Li Jinyu said: "Don't chase after poor bandits, they are all riding horses, and they are very fast. When we chase them up, Si Hanfei's reinforcements should arrive."

Wang Xiaojie said: "As long as the prince can block Si Hanfei, the last general will really not be afraid of Meng Yuan cavalry."

Li Jinyu said: "General Wang is not afraid, but Si Hanfei is afraid. Si Hanfei has no intention of attacking Yanqi Capital Protector's Mansion at all, and his eyes are always on the west."

Di Qing said: "Are you afraid of consumption?"

Li Jinyu said: "That's right, if we lose one hundred thousand troops, we will be able to complete the conscription soon, it is certainly an injury, but it is by no means a bone-shaking injury.

If Mongolian Yuan loses [-] cavalry, guess what will happen?Manchu, Liao, which one is not a wolf that eats meat?Adding insult to injury is an inevitable event.

Furthermore, there are also various large tribes within the Mongolian Yuan. Don't they have any thoughts on the position of Khan?Are they really loyal?

If too many soldiers are lost, we don't even need to take action, internal chaos can solve them.

Si Hanfei is Marshal Meng, one of the best field generals in the world, but he dare not bet, a bet that cannot be lost, so don't bet.

Don't bet to win! "

Wang Xiaojie said: "My lord's thoughts are already on the level of military and political affairs, and so is Si Hanfei. It's a pity that this person is too loyal to use estrangement."

Someone asked here, would a rough and upright man like Wang Xiaojie use divisive tactics?Shouldn't he despise it?Why would he want to use the distance meter?

Because he took advantage of it!

At that time, Wang Xiaojie led the army to fight fiercely with Tubo, and was wiped out by the entire army of Lunqinling, and he was also captured alive.

Then, because of his special appearance, he was exactly the same as Zanpu, the predecessor of Tubo. The young Zanpu felt that his father had been resurrected, so he put Wang Xiaojie back.

Since Lun Qinling was so capable of fighting, even Xue Rengui was wiped out by his entire army. Obviously, he couldn't defeat him in a frontal battle, so he could only use intrigue.

Wu Zetian personally planned to spread that Lunqinling wanted to rebel and get rid of Lunqinling by means of alienation.

After Lun Qinling was eliminated, Wang Xiaojie led the attack again and made great contributions enough to enter the Wu Temple.

Li Jinyu said: "Divorce, this kind of strategy can be one or two. Besides, if we can use it, why can't Meng Yuan not use it? Even if Meng Yuan doesn't use it, that bastard Wu Sansi has already used it six or seven hundred times! "

Di Qing smiled when he heard the words, and said to himself that your old man has been proclaimed as the Li clan since childhood, Wu Sansi must have done this, but you must have contributed to the flames.

Wang Xiaojie said: "That old bastard, don't come to the Western Regions, otherwise I can't help but chop him up!"

"That's the emperor's nephew!"

"The emperor's nephew, I'll let the knife-axe sharpen the knife sharper, and give him a good time!"

The battlefield has already been contested, and the battle between Jinlun Fawang and others has also come to an end.

Jinlun Fawang relied on his obsession, squeezed his potential like self-mutilation, and exchanged his life for strength, but this could not last long, and his body had reached its limit.

His life is not long!

　It stands to reason that I should write a few hundred more words to finish this battle, but I can't catch up with the update time, the weather is too hot, I can't sleep at night, I can't wake up in the morning -_-||
　　
　
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