The desolate moonlight shines on Dongchen under the broken statue. The one holding him down is a woman bending a bow and shooting arrows. The reason why I say this is because of half of her towering chest. As for the head, I'm sorry, it is missing.
Dongchen coughed up blood and felt a terrible pain in his back. Fortunately, it was a blunt injury, not a scratch.
Although there is no need to worry about infection, Dongchen has to fight for the things in front of him.
Master Bujie, who had just stood up, stood aside. He did not help Dongchen, but was on full alert. Dongchen gasped in pain, quietly clenched the hilt of the sword, and at the same time put aside the steering wheel that he had just protected with all his life. What happened next?
If you hold it in your hands during a fight, it will most likely be damaged.
The roar that pierced the air still sounded from time to time.
The enemy is very fast.
Can fly.
If it were a terrestrial creature, Dongchen couldn't think of anything that could be so fast and could hide so well.
Minutes and seconds passed, and the monster never appeared.
Dongchen felt his body gradually become numb.
When the statue is pressed against the body for too long, symptoms of poor blood flow begin to appear.
I tried to move, but I just felt numb and weak.
Giving up struggling, Dongchen didn't call for power, he wanted to trick the missing monster once.
Only by enduring the intolerance of ordinary people can we obtain rewards that are superior to those of ordinary people.
His breathing became slower and slower, and half of his body gradually lost consciousness. Dongchen gritted his teeth, firmly believing that the monster would definitely appear.
The long wait was not in vain. Just when Dongchen was about to fall into coma, Master Bujie moved. With a roar, ripples visible to the naked eye pierced into the air.
A monster wearing full knight armor and gray flesh wings appeared.
"Go to hell!" I have been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The headless statue collapsed and flew, and a fang-like trace of light pierced the sky.
This was a sword that had been suppressed for a long time, a life-threatening sword. However, this sword was empty.
The monster's speed was beyond imagination, dragging its residual image and sliding far away without even damaging a hair. What made people even more desperate was its slowly disappearing body.
It can become invisible!
"Come out, poor monk!" At the critical moment, the blind monk broke out again.
Bind him! Zana!
The cracked ground and the knee-jet shot straight into the sky. The monk appeared beside the monster as if he was weightless, beating violently like a storm, with a clanking metal roar. The monster's body couldn't help shaking and trembling, without any trace of it.
As he fought back, Dongchen's eyes opened wider and wider as he watched.
"This cheap master is really extraordinary!"
Knee strikes, elbow strikes, punches, and leg chops, Bujie Monk's blows in mid-air became smoother and more violent.
Hum!
Oolong tail.
It ended with a volley hanging upside down and a slash with all his strength. Monk Bujie reversed and retreated to Dong Chen's side amidst the roar.
"Dead or not?"
"have no idea."
While using energy to wash away the pain in my back, I looked at the deep pit filled with rocks and dust.
Dong Chen held the sword cautiously and did not step forward. He had just tricked someone once, and Dong Chen did not want to be tricked by others. An intuition told Dong Chen that things would not end so easily.
"Sinner, the glory of knights cannot be blasphemed. Dedicate everything to the Lord, and the Lord will give you everything. Sinner, repent before the Lord's believers!"
Sand and dust rolled and the marble floor was splashed everywhere.
Dongchen and Monk Bujie quickly retreated from left to right.
The storm passed.
A figure stepped out from the dust in the sky, it was the knight from before.
"Lord, grant me glory and destroy all evil in the world."
The sword with no edge and two hands dragged on the ground, making a low friction sound. Dongchen felt some unnatural chills in his body. This sword was originally a decoration on a statue. There are many such weapons in this square. But
, how did this sword become the glory of the Lord? Moreover, the guy in front of me who was obviously infected did not look like a kind person.
God is blind.
Without any respect for the gods, Dongchen clenched the sharp blade in his hand, slowly moved his left foot back, and lowered his body.
"The Lord has given me power, and I will fight against sinners without reservation."
Puncture of the Holy Cross!
The knight with fleshy wings shaking violently, holding a sword in both hands, and opening his mouth to speak of his master, rushed towards Dongchen with a strong wind.
Tap your feet and step sideways.
The wind blade cuts into the face, causing a tearing pain.
Dongchen dodged at the critical moment, but before he could draw his sword, he was kicked out by the knight, smashing through three statues before he stopped. The monk Bujie who arrived after him only caught an afterimage.
The knight flew high into the sky, with his arms spread wide, as if he could embrace the whole world: "Praise my Lord, my Lord is almighty. Under the light of the Lord, I will face the powerful enemy bravely."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned upside down and swooped down. The knight who had suffered a big loss immediately ran away, leaving Dongchen master and apprentice without any temper at all.
"Master, think of a way. He is too fast!" Dongchen was knocked away by the knight again, and Dongchen roared while getting up.
Monk Bujie, who was not very fast and could only burst into anger, nodded, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and quickly formed seals.
Nan Mo, Sanmanduo attacks Luo Nan, how powerful!
The whole body is blue, holding a sword in his right hand, and a lock in his left hand. His eyes move up and down, surrounded by flames, and a frowning Buddha statue rises from behind. The Fudo Myoyo Dharmakaya, which is much more illusory than before, raises his left hand and throws it at the knight.
The gold steel lock came out.
Faced with the sudden attack, the knight flapped his fleshy wings wildly, and his figure kept flashing between the statues, sometimes flying high, sometimes falling low. The illusory chains were flying and chasing after him, turning over with the blind monk's handprints, piercing the chest like sharp arrows.
And passed.
"Kill him!"
Just three words, and the corners of my mouth are already bleeding.
Knowing that the opportunity was rare, Dongchen loudly sang the mantra:
Nawu, Sanmanduo, Fazheluo, Nan, Han!
As soon as he entered the madness, his strength surged. He leaned over and sheathed his sword, sinking it to his waist. Energy flows visible to the naked eye swarmed in.
The knight struggled, he felt danger.
Talaka!
A mouthful of blood and incantations spurted out, and the seal of the monk Bujie, whose face was as golden as paper, changed again, and the illusory chain actually had a tendency to develop into reality.
The knight glanced at his chest lightly, and resolutely raised his sword with both hands: "In the face of powerful enemies, be fearless! Brave and loyal, worthy of God! Cowards are not worthy of the glorious title of knight. I will declare war on evil without fear."
"
After the declaration, the knight who showed his fearless spirit ignored Dongchen's threat, flapped his flesh wings and launched a desperate charge towards the monk.
"Infidels, accept the punishment of the followers of the Lord."
Facing the monster that was on the verge of death, Monk Bujie remained indifferent and calmly sang the mantra again:
Mosafu Tao is the evil emperor's medicine!
Facing life and death, the face is like a still lake, without any ripples.
Everything in the world has the fear of death. It is extremely difficult for any living thing to maintain normalcy and maintain a normal mind in the face of life and death. Why do monks who are not precepted behave like this? Why can they reach this point? Is it Buddhism or something else?
That calmness and leisureliness deeply shocked Dongchen.
Others may not understand, but Dongchen understands! Monk Bujie left the hope of living to him, to him, a disciple who had just entered Buddhism, a disciple who only called him master.
Worth it? Not worth it?
A teardrop slipped down, and Dongchen drew his sword.