The butler's eyes were wide-eyed, and before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground and died. Everyone was stunned.
"Who is it? Get out of here!"
The death of the housekeeper deeply irritated Xu Manqing, who shouted angrily. At the same time, several servants in the hall picked up their weapons and rushed outside, trying to find the murderer.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly struck them, knocking them all to the ground. Blood flowed all over the ground. Xu Man's green eyes filled with anger, he stepped forward, and his body suddenly swept outside the hall, and at the same time, his waist
The long sword was unsheathed, and a sword light shot into the sky.
Ding!
A crisp sound rang out from above everyone's heads, and the sword light immediately shattered. Tianquan also chased him outside the hall, and when he looked up, he saw a monk wearing a bright red cassock falling through the air.
"Amitabha."
The monk stepped several steps in the air, and finally landed three feet away from the two of them. He was wearing a red cassock, barefoot and using his fists. On his slightly dark face, his eyes were half-downcast, and a pair of eyes contained a sense of compassion. If he hadn't been like this
He was so capable of killing people that he really looked like an eminent monk from another world.
This person has some essential differences from the two monks Tianquan met before, such as his appearance——
"This monk doesn't seem to be from the Central Plains, Master Xu, you have to be careful," Tian Quan warned in a low voice.
When Xu Manqing heard Tianquan's whisper, he immediately thought of what the other party said when he first arrived at Xujiazhuang. He immediately became convinced. He stared at the monk, raising the long sword in his hand slightly, and his murderous intention was already on it.
At this moment, Xu Manqing had no intention of talking nonsense with the other party. Judging from the fact that the other party showed up and killed the housekeeper, this was the person behind the plan to kill Tianquan.
In addition, this person has reached out to his Zhuangzi, whether it is public or private, Xu Manqing will not let him go.
The monk glanced at Xu Manqing calmly, and then slowly moved his gaze to Tianquan, who immediately felt the urge to be targeted by the ferocious beast.
Although the monk was a foreign monk, he spoke in the language of the Central Plains. He said slowly: "I didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. I wanted to lead you to the wilderness to kill them. The 'Thousand Cup Swordsman' is not an ordinary person. In the future, I will
Buddhism may be useful, but now it is a last resort."
Tian Quan's face darkened, and Xu Manqing sneered loudly: "You thief monk, you have such a big tone, do you think the sword in Xu's hand is scrap metal? Look at the sword!"
Xu Manqing got up in anger, and the speed displayed by his fat body was so fast that people couldn't see the movement of his sword.
Tian Quan held his breath and concentrated, and could only see the light of Xu Manqing's sword falling into place. Its momentum was like the Yangtze River, stretching endlessly. The sword body was as thin as a cicada's wing, but when it was thrust out, it was wrong.
The power.
The monk's expression remained unchanged, and when he waved his palms up and down, several afterimages were left behind. At first glance, it seemed as if this man had seven or eight arms.
The monk stepped forward, retreated more than ten feet, and then clasped his hands together. Tianquan was shocked to find that Xu Manqing's sword was caught in those palms, preventing him from moving forward.
The move of catching a white blade with bare hands has been around since ancient times, but it cannot be used by those who have great internal strength. Moreover, Xu Manqing's swordsmanship is very good. If someone else were here, he would probably have his head in a different place before even seeing the sword being drawn.
This monk was actually able to take Xu Manqing's sword with his bare hands. This was not only amazing, it was simply terrifying.
Tian Quan immediately stopped hesitating and pulled out his sword as well, shouting: "Master Xu, I'm here to help you!"
Although he was still injured, under the astonishing curative effect of Huang Quan's life-sustaining pill, he was now able to fight. Tian Quan stabbed out with three points of sword energy, and the shot was his best Zuiyue Third Move.
But the monk did not dodge, locking Xu Manqing's long sword with his clasped hands, and several streams of light suddenly appeared around him, scattering into the sea of stars, clouds, and gathering into purple-gold halo.
"It's this move again!" Tian Quan gritted his teeth, and three sword lights came out, but like mud cows entering the sea, they were all turned invisible by the light wheel.
"Damn it!" Tianquan said unwillingly.
"Taoist Priest Tianquan, get out of the way." At this time, Tianquan heard Xu Manqing suddenly shouting to him, so he stopped staying and immediately backed away.
Just as he was moving away, the opponent's sword made a long roar, like a crane crowing in the sky, the sword energy was like a rainbow, sweeping around several feet, an invisible storm surged up, and all the floor tiles, flowers and plants were swept up to the sky.
The monk's face was expressionless, but his clasped hands were loosened at this moment. He also stepped back a few steps away. Tianquan noticed that the other party's palms were dripping blood at this moment. When the strong wind suddenly rose, the other party should not have been able to make it in time.
Get out of the way.
"Monk, you killed my Xujiazhuang disciple for no reason. You will definitely die today."
Xu Manqing snorted coldly and pointed the sword in his hand at the sky. Immediately, several rays of sword light flew out again. In an instant, the walls on both sides of the courtyard collapsed like a volcanic eruption.
In Tianquan's eyes, Xu Manqing was the strongest sword. When the sword energy danced wildly, the air waves set off forced Tianquan to retreat repeatedly. He reluctantly opened his eyes and only saw the sword light flying in all directions, like thunder.
Flowers burst.
The monk chanted foreign Sanskrit, and the aura around his body once again bloomed with purple-gold light. The true energy condensed on it and spread outwards, turning into a shield like a water curtain.
The sword energy collided with it, causing countless ripples. Xu Manqing laughed wildly and fetched a pot of wine from nowhere. After he raised his head and drank it, the sword energy in his hand became three points stronger.
I saw that the pale sword energy was gradually dyed with red ferocity, and the nine sword lights splashed out from the sword's edge, like the blazing sun in the sky, like a ferocious beast escaping from the cage, galloping with teeth and claws, and a
The purple water curtain is torn apart bit by bit.
Xu Manqing drank a pot of wine, threw the pot to the ground, and then stepped on the ground under his feet. The nine sword lights were like guards surrounding him, lifting him in front of the water curtain.
The monk's eyes were still calm, but he quickly struck out several palm strikes with his hands. Xu Manqing laughed ferociously, and thrust forward with his sword. The nine swords merged into one, and the water curtain exploded. After a huge explosion, hot wind was like waves.
, sweeping all around.
The thick, choking dust and smoke spread in all directions on the strong wind, and the terrifying air waves knocked down the walls around the courtyard. The door of the hall behind Tianquan was even shaken to pieces, and the eaves and roofs were shaken.
Tianquan used his true energy to protect his body and barely managed to avoid being thrown away. When the wind calmed down, he stared at it. The smoke and dust dispersed, and two figures stood among them. Xu Manqing was holding a long sword, and the blade had penetrated the monk's chest by more than an inch.
But that's all.
"puff!"
Xu Manqing vomited a mouthful of black blood in disbelief. The monk pointed his finger like a flower, and without changing his expression, he slapped the opponent's chest with his palm, causing him to fly backwards and slide a path of blood on the ground.
Xu Manqing rolled over and fell to the ground. He stared and said in a trembling voice: "Poison? What, when poof-!"
"Xu Daxia!" Tian Quan saw Xu Manqing vomiting blood and quickly stepped forward to help him up. He checked his pulse and his heart immediately sank to the bottom.
Xu Manqing coughed and looked back at the housekeeper who was buried in the ruins in the hall behind him. There seemed to be some understanding in his eyes. He laughed miserably twice, then his head tilted and he stopped breathing.