A group of cavalry outside the building seemed to be aroused by the roar when they heard the roar. With a low roar, thousands of cavalry moved upon hearing the sound, sweeping the sky with a surge of murderous intent.
Ye Cheng looked at Fu Qian's people who had already rushed out of the restaurant. Knowing that the time had come, he shouted: "Let's go!"
The ferocious little rabbit followed and flew into the air. The two men were slanting in the air. The powerful bows and arrows in their hands had already been shot out. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, they plunged into the formation of the cavalry in the back row. At this moment, anyone could
All other archery skills are no longer useful. As long as it can kill the enemy to the greatest extent, it is the best archery method.
The sky was filled with arrows in front of them. Even with the strength of Fu Qian and others, they could only pause their bodies for a moment, call out the palm shadows in the sky and knock away the arrows that were attacking them. It was only with this pause that they could fight back.
It was enough for the cavalry in the back row to surround him.
Of course, that was the ending under normal circumstances, but with the support of Ye Cheng and the fierce little rabbit, sharp arrows hit the cavalry's horse in the crotch, and more than a dozen arrows flew out in a round, immediately killing the running cavalry.
After being shot down, the cavalry in the rear row had a chain reaction. They were tripped by the fallen men and horses in the front row and turned into gourds rolling on the ground. The formation was in chaos.
Ye Cheng and the ferocious Little Rabbit retreated while shooting the cavalry and horses with sharp arrows. The effect was extremely good. They actually restrained the cavalry thirty feet away, playing an extremely incredible role.
Fu Qian and others who were constantly advancing in the front row looked sideways. They didn't expect that the two people who were originally intended to be used as shields were so good at archery. One was agile and subtle, the other was fierce and powerful. When the two of them worked together, they complemented each other.
, complete an incredible task.
As if he was aroused with heroic spirit, Fu Qian let out a long roar, and ran at an extremely fast speed again. He opened his arms like an eagle soaring in the sky, and regardless of several sharp arrows taking away a piece of flesh and blood from his body, he forced his way into the bow and arrow.
In the camp of the hand, like a tiger pounced on the flock of sheep.
When Ye Cheng saw Fu Qian finally breaking into the front line, he immediately shouted in a low voice: "Don't worry about the cavalry and rush into the formation. After a while, we rushed directly to the right. There is a forest there. As long as we can escape into the forest, no one can escape."
Stop trying to catch us!"
The ferocious little rabbit immediately stopped shooting. This short period of rapid shooting had already made her arms tremble slightly, which consumed a lot of internal energy. After all, she was not as strong as Ye Cheng's internal energy. She immediately followed his figure, and after a few ups and downs, she
He plunged into the archer camp, and without the restraints of the cavalry in the back row, he immediately showed terrifying speed and caught up with them just as they rushed into the front line.
Ye Cheng put away his bow and arrows halfway and took out his blood-drinking spear. In this melee, long weapons still had the advantage. The flying spear tore a hole in the airtight human wall and began to move towards the right.
He struck out from the side, completely ignoring Fu Qian and others who were attacking from the other side.
"My lord, those two guys really betrayed their trust and raided the other side!"
Xing Mo, whose clothes were stained with blood, had murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was angry because of Ye Cheng's escape from the battle.
Fu Qian had grabbed a long knife in his hand at some point, and the five of them broke through the encirclement in a cone shape. They glanced sideways at Ye Cheng and sneered: "At last, I still have some brains. I'm not holding back in the rear. Let's go ahead."
Let them be proud for a while, and I guarantee that they won’t even have time to cry!”
The fact was just as Ye Cheng expected, the cavalry in the rear formation did not dedicate many people to surround them. This allowed him and the fierce little rabbit to easily break through to the edge of the battlefield, and could already see the people a hundred feet away through the gaps in the crowd.
In the dense forest, escape is just around the corner.
After all, Fu Qian is a strong man. How can these archers who are not good at close combat resist them? At this moment, a man in the rear formation rose into the air, "Roar——"
A long roar resounded through the sky, and even Ye Cheng, who had broken out of the formation, couldn't help but feel dizzy. Then he looked sideways and saw a monk in cloth clothes and sandals. He looked like an Arhat under his dignity, and that
The face is even more elegant, and there is a faint flow of precious light, like bright jewels and jade, shining naturally.
Ye Cheng was secretly stunned. If this person had taken action just now, let alone holding back the cavalry team, he might have lost his life. He frowned and thought about what Fu Qian had done to offend such a powerful enemy. I'm afraid it was because of his level.
He is even worse than this monk.
After the monk roared loudly, he quickly jumped on top of Fu Qian, and his hands suddenly erupted into a ball of dazzling fire. In time, Ye Cheng, who was dozens of feet away, seemed to be able to feel the heat in the flames.
Temperature, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh, this kind of ** is really appalling.
Although Fu Qian has broken through the siege, he has faced the biggest crisis in history. Although he is already an innate master, the people above him are putting great pressure on him. If he is not careful, he will definitely die.
"I have always heard that Master Jiumozhi, the master of the Nyingma sect of the Tibetan secret sect, has extraordinary skills. When I see him today, it is really miraculous. I must ask him for some advice!"
Fu Qian crossed his arms around his chest, and an invisible force enveloped his whole body. There seemed to be faint black threads flickering in it. His black hair rose up from his head and danced wantonly in the air. His eyes were blood red, which was extremely terrifying.
, but the power is also extremely amazing.
"Haha——" Jiumozhi looked at the person in front of him in mid-air and sneered: "He is indeed the prince of Tuyuhun. Today, I came to Tubo. The poor monk should take good care of the prince. Why did he leave so eagerly!"
Poor monk, please ask the prince to comment on this flaming knife!"
The fireball shone like the sun in the nine heavens, and was so rich that it was impossible to look directly at it. It blasted straight down with boundless pressure, without any hint of guidance.
But at this moment, Ye Cheng was more concerned about Fu Qian, not about his life or death, but about his condition. That heartbreaking bloodthirsty feeling was so kind to him, and that black energy was even more important.
It made him feel frightened, and it was exactly the same as the aura in his own demon Buddha's ancient arms.
Fu Qian has also raised his momentum to the extreme. The rich black energy is not like that of Ye Cheng. There is a faint spirituality in this black energy. It seems to be alive under Fu Qian's control. Fu Qian, who is fighting back with all his strength, suddenly swoops across
It is even more breathtaking in this dark night.
"boom--"
The red and black colors collided fiercely, and the loud noise completely woke up the sleeping town. Countless players and people from all walks of life jumped to high places to look at the battlefield.
The energy flying around was like sharp arrows, killing all the archers in the nearest circle.
After Fu Qian's blow, his burly figure floated back like catkins in the wind. Although he did not vomit blood, his expression showed that his condition at this moment was definitely no better than vomiting three liters of blood.
On the other hand, monk Jiumozhi stood with one hand on his chest, a smile on his face, and fell straight to the ground. His calm and elegant demeanor was heart-wrenching. The bright red monk's robe and the monk's hat on his head,
It was like a fire burning in the dark night.
Jiumozhi said softly: "Prince Fuqian, is the poor monk's flame knife skill still acceptable? After all, the poor monk has just reached the realm of great success in practicing this skill, so it may be a little less powerful!"
Fu Qian endured the burning smell in his body and said in an extremely uncomfortable manner: "The master is indeed extremely powerful and has reached the realm of creation. Since this is the case, why do you still come to rob me of Tuyuhun's Tripitaka? Could it be because the master
The pulse is defective, so the talent covets the scriptures!"
Only then did Ye Cheng understand why they were besieged, and why such a master appeared. He secretly praised Fu Qian's words for being so wonderful. He not only mocked Jiumozhi for bullying the small, but also scolded him for raising weapons.
It is robbing other people's scriptures. How is this different from a robber who robs and kills?
We must know that everything is orthodox only if the teacher has a famous name, and only in this way can the momentum be considered the strongest. To say this is to put Jiumozhi into the position of an unjust teacher.
Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and sighed: "The prince is really blinded by Sharana. No wonder Tuyuhun's power is getting weaker and weaker. The black demon monk Sharana teaches the law and heretics. Not only do they not preach the principles of our Buddha, they even
Inciting people to do evil is the biggest evil. When he fought with the poor monk, he was repelled by the poor monk and fled into the desert. Only then did he survive. The poor monk wanted to eradicate the other sinful people, but he didn't expect the prince to secretly hide the Tripitaka.
, It really disappoints the world, and even more so the poor monk!"
Jiumozhi was already dignified in appearance and stern in Dharma. However, such sonorous and powerful words now pushed Fu Qian into a category of evil demons and heretics, where it was difficult to get out of the situation. It also showed that the mighty momentum of his Dharma was as if he had gained
Like an eminent Taoist monk.
Fu Qian sneered and said: "The Imperial Preceptor is indeed very eloquent. No wonder the King of Tubo appointed you as the Imperial Preceptor. Not only are you superb in martial arts, you can eliminate dissidents and expand territory for him, but you can also confuse people's hearts and fool the people. If you were replaced by this king,
, and I am really willing to let you take the position of national master!"
"Amitabha!" Jiumozhi Chang proclaimed the Buddha's name, lowered his eyes, looked at his nose and heart, and said in a deep voice: "My king will sweep away the barbarians, spread the truth of my Buddha, and enlighten the people's spiritual life.
Wisdom is actually the lifelong wish of this poor monk. Please don’t talk about this matter so eagerly for quick success and quick gain, which will disgrace the purpose of my Buddha!"
Fu Qian rambled for a while, and then took the opportunity to recover from his injuries. He glanced around casually, looking for a direction to break through, and then said: "The Imperial Master is indeed very eloquent. This Tripitaka is indeed
On me, but if you want to get it, it’s impossible!”
Jiumozhi's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice: "Prince, this poor monk just wants to bring the Tripitaka back to our teaching and preserve it in our teaching. This will prevent the scriptures from falling out and causing harm to the world. You will hand the scriptures over to me."
Poor monk, of course we won’t embarrass you, even if it’s my king, I can give you a few nice words!”
Fu Qian raised his head and let out a long sigh, and suddenly said: "Master, you will not get this Tripitaka from me. Even after I die, I will not be ashamed of all the popes!"
A will to die suddenly came from Fu Qian's body, making people deeply feel the cry of despair.
Jiumozhi was shocked. Fu Qian's will to die was not false. Of course he could understand the truth of his words. He immediately had a suspicion about his news and secretly thought that the Tripitaka was really not with him.
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Originally, it would have been fine if Fu Qian had said this, but after he finished speaking, he glanced in the direction of Ye Cheng and nodded secretly, as if he was entrusting him before his death.
With Jiumozhi's level of intelligence, how could he not notice this subtle change.
Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knew something was going to happen, so he hurriedly pulled the fierce little rabbit and ran towards the dense forest.
