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Chapter 223 Attack on the White Horse Temple (5)

"promise!"

Tang Jun's invincibility in the world relies on iron discipline, but after hearing Lin Chengbin's order, the soldiers of the guards who were fighting with the rushing monks all agreed loudly. Beside Lin Chengbin, everyone stood in a tight formation in an instant - the saber formation was not a regular formation of the Tang army, but an assault formation improved by Li Xian from "The Art of War of the Duke of Wei", which can be large or small, The big ones can be used in battles, and the small ones can be used to fight in the rivers and lakes. In today's world, only the current guards have practiced this formation. At this time, a row will come out, but seeing hundreds of swords standing horizontally, they have a strict bearing Incomparably, several of the monks who were madly attacking and killing them were cut down at the first sight. The rest were terrified and did not dare to rush forward again, and retreated behind the two master monks in disorder.

"Advance, kill!"

Seeing that the formation was completed, Lin Chengbin dared not neglect it. With a loud roar, he led his troops forward, but saw more than a hundred steel knives turning like wheels, and the entire formation was rolling forward like a harvester. Those who dared to block would be crushed to pieces. In just a split second, dozens of monks who rushed forward to try to block them turned into broken corpses all over the ground, and their death conditions were extremely terrifying.

"Don't retreat, go up, go up!"

It was Master Mojia's three disciples Desheng and four disciples Depu who attacked Lin Chengbin secretly with swords. Now, seeing that his side is almost defeated by the threat of the Tang army's saber array, he couldn't help being anxious and screaming again and again They drove the remaining [-] or so monks desperately forward, trying to stop the advance of Tang Jun, but all the monks had been killed by Tang Jun's brutality, no matter how intimidating these two monks, no one dared to stop Tang Jun Before the battle, they retreated towards the gate of the temple chaotically.

"kill!"

"die!"

Both Desheng and Depu were horse thieves, fierce by nature, even though they were ordained as monks, they still did not change their nature. Seeing the unstoppable impact of the Tang army, they all became anxious, thinking to themselves that they are very skilled in martial arts, but instead of retreating, they went forward and shouted Raising the knife, he rushed towards Lin Chengbin who was at the tip of the knife formation, trying to disrupt the Tang army's formation by killing Lin Chengbin.

The attack of the two monks is not insane, and the sword is not insane. Rao Lin Chengbin is very skilled in martial arts. If he meets alone, he can barely protect himself at most. Lin Chengbin was alone, but the extremely sharp knife array, the result is beyond doubt - death, there is no chance at all - the two monks just threw themselves in front of Lin Chengbin, and the seven horizontal knives have swung like a wheel At the same time, the other three knives split into several pieces under the joint attack, and the two monks were cut into several pieces. The poor two monks were pretentious, but He died tragically on the spot without even being able to face each other. Seeing this, the rest of the monks didn't even have the slightest courage to resist. With a single cry, they all scattered in all directions.

"Break the door and rush in!"

Lin Chengbin was worried about Li Xian's safety, so he didn't care about the scattered and fleeing monks. With a loud roar, he directed all his subordinates to rush towards the closed temple gate with all their strength. Hundreds of people collided with each other, and the huge The momentum instantly knocked down the temple gate that had not had time to attach the latch.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief!"

As soon as the gate of the temple was opened, more than a hundred guards swarmed into the temple, wielding knives randomly, beheaded and killed more than a dozen monks who were trying to use their arms as chariots.

Well done, finally arrived!On the small square in front of the Daxiong Palace, Li Xian was holding Princess Mingyue in his arms, and was stretching his body with all his strength, wandering erratically to avoid the pursuit of Master Mojia and Master Zhixin. Then he landed on the ground, let out a long laugh, and within a few moments of ups and downs, he escaped the pursuit of the two monks and returned to his own formation.

"Protect the princess!"

With a light shake of Li Xian's hand, he put Princess Mingyue in his arms on the ground, and then he took a horizontal knife from a guard. Wipe away the dried blood, and then looked at the two monks Mo and Zhi standing not far away with ashes on their faces with a smile on their faces, and said unhurriedly: "The two masters have tried their best, so let's arrest them with nothing." .”

"Amitabha, good, good."

Master Zhixin smiled wryly and shook his head, put his hands together on his chest, saluted Li Xian, and then sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed tightly. Without further words, a relieved smile appeared on his ashen face. Going to the past, it looks like a Taoist.

"Your Highness is wise, the old monk was not wronged in his defeat, since he must die now, please His Highness fight the old monk fairly."

Master Mojia ignored Master Zhixin's actions, but stared at Li Xian, and challenged him to a duel.

"Yes, but there is only one condition."

Li Xian smiled confidently, not paying any attention to Master Mojia's sharp eyes, and replied with ease.

"please say."

Master Mojia's death wish was early, and his wish at this time was just to hold Li Xian back before his death, but he didn't care much about Li Xian's conditions.

"I know that Grandmaster must have been entrusted by Gar Qinling to come here. I'm just curious as to why an outsider like Master wants to participate in worldly affairs." Li Xian nodded without further ado. , asked bluntly.

"inherited."

As soon as Li Xian mentioned this matter, Master Mojia's already dark face immediately darkened a little bit. After a long silence, he replied two words like gold.

"Inheritance? Well, I understand, the master is from the Jokhang Temple?" Li Xian was taken aback when he heard this answer, and then immediately realized that he knew what Master Mojia meant, and it was nothing more than Gar Qinling Using the temptation to vigorously promote Buddhism, he instigated Master Mojia to assassinate himself. As for guessing whether it came from the Jokhang Temple, it is easy to understand, probably because there were only two temples in Tubo at that time—the Jokhang Temple and the Ramoche Temple. The latter was built by Princess Wencheng, who believes in the teachings of the Central Plains, and has very few believers, while the former was built by Princess Chizun of Nepal, with many believers, and the teachings she believes in do not prohibit killing. A person who is ruthless is obviously not a kind person, so he can only be a monk from the Jokhang Temple.

"good."

As soon as Li Xian explained his background, Master Mojia's pupils shrank obviously, but he didn't deny it, but admitted it.

Tsk tsk, religion is really a spiritual opium, it really ruins people!Li Xian himself doesn't believe in religion, and he doesn't have much liking for religion, probably because later generations have seen too much blind obedience and mania of religious fanatics at that time. Pai was even too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and his intention to use this person faded away, he just waved his hand indifferently and said: "Master, please!"

"Please!"

Master Mojia clasped his palms together in a calm manner, and with a flash of his figure, he had already thrown himself in front of Li Xian. He swung his palms together and unceremoniously divided Li Xian's chest and lower abdomen. The strong whistling sound was as shocking as big waves hitting the shore, which clearly shows how powerful the power contained in the palm is.

"Want to die with loneliness? You don't deserve it!"

Master Mojia's palm technique is indeed ruthless, and his movement technique is astonishingly fast, but in Li Xian's point of view, it's just mediocre. Seeing that Master Mojia was only attacking but not defending, Li Xian laughed, With a stretch of figure, he easily avoided the range covered by Master Mojia's palm.

"Death!"

Master Mojia hit the empty space with both palms, but he was not discouraged at all. He roared and launched a strong attack again, waving his palms and desperately pursued Li Xian, but his light-handedness was not as good as Li Xian's boss When Li Xian hugged Princess Mingyue before, he was helpless against Li Xian, and now he couldn't even touch the corner of Li Xian's clothes. of.

"kill!"

Seeing that Master Mojia was at the end of his rope, he didn't bother to play around with him anymore, so he gave a shout, swiped out the knife in his hand, and attacked and killed Master Mojia with a move of "Bajue Tianxia".

"what……"

Seeing that Li Xian's saber was extremely fierce, Master Mojia was shocked, and wanted to get away, but his body skills were not as good as Li Xian's, and now he was in a hurry, how could he avoid Li Xian's killing However, with the flash of the saber, Master Mojia had already been split in two. The poor generation of eminent monks only had time to howl before they died.

"Master!"

Monk Deming, who was entangled with Luo Tong, saw that Master Mojia had died under Li Xian's knife, his eyes turned red immediately, he roared, and wanted to rush up to fight Li Xian, but he forgot that there was still a man beside him. With Luo Tong as an opponent, under this distraction, Luo Tong would not be polite to him. With a single swing of the knife, Monk Deming's big head flew into the air, and the burly body shook a few times. It was then that he fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.

Seeing that his master and his brothers were dead, the monk Decheng, who was fighting with Liu Ziming, panicked immediately. He didn't have the courage to stay any longer. , jumped off the corridor, ran into the wilderness without looking back, ran wildly on the snow and fled to the distance. Looking for his trace, Liu Ziming wanted to pursue him, but his physical skills were far inferior to the opponent's, so he could only watch helplessly as he escaped from the sky.

"Your Highness, the last general is incompetent and told the thief to run away."

Unable to take down Monk Decheng, Liu Ziming felt that he couldn't hold back his face, jumped off the corridor, strode up to Li Xian, blushing, and begged himself for his guilt.

"Your Highness, the Zhixin old thief is bald!"

Before Li Xian had time to make a statement, a personal guard who was going to arrest Master Zhixin had already interjected.

"Back to the city!"

Li Xian felt a little impatient for such a big commotion after a good pilgrimage. He felt a little more disgusted with religion, so he didn't go to check Master Zhixin's body. After drinking sullenly, Turning around, he took Princess Mingyue's hand and walked out of the temple gate. As for the aftermath, Li Xian was too lazy to pay attention to it, but he was thinking about how to use this matter to squeeze more out of Gar Qinling. A few taels of oil...

(End of this chapter)