The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Xiahou ran madly, hating his parents for only giving him two legs.

Wang Gang's strength completely frightened the General Zhenbei. He just wanted to return to the Zhenbei Army as soon as possible. He might feel a little safer by hiding in the army.

After running for more than 300 miles, Xiahou finally stopped and leaned against a big tree to rest.

As a practitioner of the Demon Sect, Xiahou's body is as hard as diamond, faster than a galloping horse, and his physical strength is unmatched by ordinary people.

After running at full speed for 300 miles, Xiahou felt a little exhausted and had to take a breath.

But Xiahou didn't dare to stay too long, as he always felt that Wang Gang would catch up with him at any time.

Xiahou was also very worried about one thing. If the ambush on Wang Gang failed this time, once Wang Gang returned to the Tang Kingdom, he would definitely be held accountable by Li Zhongyi.

Xiahou didn't care about fame, wealth, military power or official position. The only thing he cared about was his sister, Xia Tian, ​​who was implicated by him.

Xiahou has made up his mind that he must keep his sister's position as queen, even if it means giving up the military power of the Zhenbei Army.

After calming down, Xiahou prepared to rush back to Zhenbei Army immediately. Only then did he realize the strange silence around him.

Xiahou's heart tightened and he subconsciously tensed all his muscles, alert to his surroundings. It was this caution that saved his life.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from the middle of a big tree, and the knife light brushed past Xiahou's scalp, cutting off a few strands of hair.

If Xiahou hadn't retracted his neck in time, his head would have been chopped off.

The person who attacked had mastered the essence of swordsmanship, and his strikes were fast and fierce, and he fought with an attitude that did not care about his life.

Xiahou avoided the attack from the man and recognized his identity.

"Don."

The man holding the knife was a dark-skinned burly man with strong muscles that possessed infinite power. His wild attire also revealed his identity.

"Traitor, today I will clean up the mess for Emperor Mingzong."

The barbarian is called "Tang", and he is the contemporary demon sect's wandering leader. This time, the barbarian went south to defeat the Golden Horde, which was also Tang's work.

Xiahou and Tang are old rivals. Tang had sneaked into the Zhenbei Army several times to assassinate Xiahou. Although each attempt ended in failure, he was able to escape from the military camp safely every time, as if he was in an empty space among thousands of troops.

The reason why Tang wanted to kill Xiahou was very simple. Back then, the Demon Sect's mountain gate was breached by Ke Haoran alone with a sword, and many of the Demon Sect's disciples fled to the wilderness.

As a member of the Demon Sect and the General Zhenbei of the Tang Kingdom, Xiahou not only did not help his fellow sect members, but instead defected to the Demon Sect's old rival, the Xiling Temple, and in turn killed many of the Demon Sect's disciples.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Tang could not tolerate traitors, so he vowed to kill Xiahou.

Unfortunately, Xiahou himself is a great practitioner in the realm of knowing destiny, and his martial arts skills are not weak. Although Tang is very powerful, it is not easy to kill Xiahou.

This time, Xiling Temple and Zhishou Temple sneaked into the wilderness, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Wang Gang. Such a big move naturally could not be hidden from Tang.

Tang chose to stand by and watch, not helping either side, and even wanted to reap the benefits by hiding by the Daming Lake.

He also saw the scene where Wang Gang was killing people everywhere and making Xiling and Zhishouguan flee in panic.

Tang was shocked by Wang Gang's strength, but he also saw a chance to assassinate Xiahou.

"Xiahou, today is the day you die." Tang roared, and swung his sword with great force, slashing towards Xiahou's chest.

Under normal circumstances, Xiahou would not be afraid of Tang's sword, but he had just been defeated by Wang Gang, his old wounds had not healed, and he had been running for three hundred miles in a row. Neither his cultivation nor his physical strength was at its peak!

puff.

The long knife slashed across, leaving a deep scar on Xiahou's chest that was visible to the bone. The strong physical strength locked the blood, and Xiahou did not completely lose his fighting ability.

He just stretched out the five fingers of his right hand, grabbed his chest tightly, forcibly closed the knife edge, and then kicked Tang.

Tang groaned, and took a kick from Xiahou. Instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed at Xiahou's neck. This was a style of fighting that was completely exchanging injury for life! Xiahou naturally didn't want to die, and with the force of the kick on Tang, he quickly retreated. He had already decided to retreat and wanted to escape.

At this moment, a stick wind came from behind Xiahou. He subconsciously tilted his head, and then an iron stick hit his left shoulder.

boom.

Xiahou rolled on the ground in a panic, barely avoiding the attacks of a knife and a stick.

The person holding the stick is a young girl, also a disciple of the Demon Sect, Tang’s younger sister, Tang Xiaotang.

Just now she had been hiding in the dark and not making a move, just to make a winning blow. Unfortunately, her cultivation was too shallow, only at the Dongxuan realm, so even if she hit Xiahou, she could not cause any substantial damage.

Tang and his sister Tang Xiaotang did not take advantage of the victory to beat the fallen dog, not because they didn't want to, but the appearance of a person forced them to stop.

Liansheng Sanshier walked slowly towards them from a distance, and with every step he took, his aura grew stronger.

Tang felt the power that surpassed the five realms of Lian Sheng Sanshier, and directly grabbed Tang Xiaotang who was still eager to try.

"Brother, let me beat him to death." Tang Xiaotang was a young and inexperienced man, and had no idea how powerful Lian Sheng Sanshier was.

At this time, Xiahou also saw Liansheng Sanshier and knelt down and shouted: "Master, you are not dead after all."

Liansheng Sanshier sneered: "Have you been looking forward to your master's death?"

Xiahou shook his head and said, "The High Priest Tianyu of Xiling Temple said that you are not dead, and I don't believe that Ke Haoran can kill you."

Lian Sheng Sanshier looked a little ugly. He had been trapped by Ke Haoran for twenty years, and was beaten up by Wang Gang just after escaping from the Demon Sect's mountain gate. No one would be in a good mood.

"You are the world's walkers and saints of Mingzong's generation."

Liansheng Sanshier shrank like a grandson in front of Wang Gang, but in the eyes of others he was a top-notch master in the world.

Tang now understood that Xiahou had escaped again today.

"Liansheng Sanshier, you are the senior of Mingzong, do you also want to protect that traitor?" Tang said gloomily.

"I remember you. You seem to be Lin Wu's apprentice! According to seniority, you should call me Grandmaster Uncle."

Tang snorted coldly, "Liansheng 32, don't try to get close to me. Xiahou betrayed Emperor Mingzong and harmed many of his brothers over the years. If you protect him, you are also betraying Emperor Mingzong."

"Haha!" Liansheng Sanshier laughed wildly, "I am Liansheng Sanshier. If I want to be a demon, I can be a demon. If I want to be a Buddha, I can be a Buddha. Why should I care about Mingzong?"

Tang's face became even uglier, and he pulled his sister Tang Xiaotang away.

Liansheng Sanshier did not stop Tang from leaving. Instead, he waited until he was far away and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiahou was startled and asked with concern: "Master, are you injured?"

Liansheng Sanshier smiled and said, "I am seriously injured now, this is the best time for you to kill me."

Xiahou was stunned for a moment, then said righteously: "Once a teacher, always a father. How dare I, a disciple, do something like killing my teacher?"

Liansheng Sanshier said: "I need you to escort me back to the Hanging Temple now, are you willing?"

Xiahou said in embarrassment: "It's not that I don't want to go, but I have something important to go back to Chang'an."

Liansheng Sanshier smiled and said, "Don't worry! After I kill the chief lecturer and take over the power of the Hanging Temple, you can return to Chang'an anytime you want."

Xiahou was shocked. He didn't expect that his master would want to cause trouble as soon as he was freed. The abbot of the Hanging Temple has an extraordinary status and is like a master in the Tang Dynasty in the Buddhist country.

Look at what Liansheng Sanshier means, can he kill if he wants?! (End of this chapter)