As Xiao Yuanwang's words came out, a phantom appeared behind each of the three thousand armored soldiers who rushed to kill him.
Looking up, the figures behind these people were all veterans who had died on the battlefield.
The armor some people wore was even ancient battle armor from the Qin and Han Dynasties. Their armor was broken and their spears were broken. You can imagine what kind of hard battles they had gone through.
With Xiao Yuanwang's bonus, these soldiers, who were originally city soldiers but lacked training, seemed to have changed their appearance.
Each of them felt that they had inexhaustible power, and all kinds of enemy-killing skills on the battlefield were ready to use, just like elite soldiers who had fought hundreds of battles on the yellow sand.
boom!!
In just one collision, the white lotus sect's painstakingly trained soldiers were scattered by this group of veteran soldiers who guarded the city gate all day long.
The White Lotus general who directed the battle looked at it and felt that he was facing a strong force of strong Qin men. The quality gap between the two sides was obvious.
"Haha, you are worthy of being the Minister of War. I admire you, I admire you."
When Fang Qiong and Ma Junru met, they clasped their hands and smiled, then looked at each other and said, "Let's take action too, otherwise the three monks won't be able to last long."
"Okay, I'll go first"
Ma Junru laughed heartily and said: "A rat has skin, but a human has no manners. If a human has no manners, what's the use of immortality?"
Rats have teeth, but humans have no rest, and humans have no rest. If they don't die, why wait?
The Rat has a body, but humans are rude, and humans are rude, so why not die quickly?
Why not die quickly, die quickly, die”
"The Book of Songs·Yongfeng Chapter·Xiang Mouse"
Wang Xu, who was standing on the marching boat, looked at Ma Junru who was reciting poems with bright eyes.
"Xiang Mouse" is a famous chapter in the Book of Songs. Anyone who is familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics knows it by heart.
The meaning of this article is very simple, interesting, and even a little funny: the mouse has skin, but someone has no dignity.
But when I see someone without authority, why are they still alive?
The mouse has teeth, but someone is shameless.
But I see some people are shameless, how long will it take for them to live and die?
See that the mouse has limbs, but I see someone who is not polite.
But if you see someone who doesn’t understand etiquette, why not die as soon as possible!
This poem included in the Book of Songs is very interesting, especially the translation, which can even make people laugh.
However, there was one person who did not smile, and that was Lord Mara.
The Demon Lord who is fighting was originally a master of evil ways. He has killed countless people and done many bad things to this day.
As soon as I heard Ma Junru's poems, my heart was in a trance, and I suddenly felt pain in my heart.
If you don't practice etiquette, you will only be brave and aggressive. What you are practicing in this way is undoubtedly like an animal.
If I practice like this, I might as well just die. If I gain such a bad reputation outside, how can I see my elders in my hometown again?
After thinking about it, the master of the Demon Compass suddenly felt regretful and looked up to the sky and screamed: "I have never practiced good deeds in my life. I only love killing people and setting fires. Suddenly I opened the golden rope and tore off the jade lock here!"
boom!!
After singing, the Lord of the Magic Compass collected his magic power, locked his throat with the golden hook in his hand, and made a puff sound.
The Kapok Sutra Master next to him was splashed with hot blood before he could react. When he looked up, he saw that the Demon Luo Sutra Master had actually committed suicide.
"Are you crazy?"
The Kapok Sutra Master was shocked and looked at the Demon Luo Sutra Master's spirit that emerged from the corpse after committing suicide with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How did I die? Who killed me?"
After the death of the body, the soul of the Lord of the Demon Compass flew out and turned into a half-inch-tall little man. He stood on the corpse and jumped out of breath, not knowing what happened.
"Destroy"
Ma Junru laughed loudly and said the word "exterminate".
In an instant, a gust of evil wind blew by. His soul had already been polished to be invulnerable to water and fire. The Demon Lord, who traveled thirty thousand miles a day, screamed in pain when his soul encountered this gust of wind, just like cutting flesh with a sharp knife.
"Your body has been destroyed, retreat immediately!"
When the other people saw this scene, they secretly hated the master of the Demon Compass for his weak heart, and at the same time they separated two people to protect him from the evil wind.
The master of the Demon Compass was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He knew that the physical body would die when it died. He could still use his soul to seize the body, and he would be able to start over again in a few years.
If the soul is destroyed, it will truly be dead. Even if you want to be reincarnated, you will not be able to come back again. The only end result is that your soul will be scattered.
"What a rotten scholar, I will bear this grudge."
The soul of the Lord of the Demon Compass turned into escaping light and went straight into the distance.
"Destroy!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Ma Junru's origin took advantage of the victory to pursue him, but the two scripture masters who were guarding the Demon Compass Master did not give him this chance at all, and blasted Ma Junru's "Destroy Character" away from a long distance.
Seriously speaking, Da Ru is only at the fifth level. It is not that easy to kill a master of the same level.
The Master of the Demonic Compass Sutra only became a monk halfway. He was an evil cultivator who did not cultivate his mind and his will was not strong, so he was drunk and committed suicide.
If it were other sutra masters who adhered to their true intentions, Ma Junru could do nothing for a while. If he had to cut the grass and root out the root, he would have to do it himself.
"What a pity!"
Ma Junru looked disappointed and looked up at the others. The three Taoist monarchs from the Shenxiao sect were still casting spells, the three Arhats from Mount Wutai were protecting the dharma, and the other two great scholars were also restrained. No one could create opportunities for him.
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Could it be that, with such a good opportunity, we have to watch the Demon Compass Master slip away?
"Wine will come in"
When there was nothing to do, chanting came from the sky.
Looking up, I saw Wang Xu standing on the bow of the boat, with a bright sun behind him, singing loudly: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will never return to the sea."
Boom!!
In an instant, accompanied by the sound of chanting, a celestial river fell from the sky and swept towards the Lord of the Demon Compass who escaped with only his soul.
"What's this?"
The soul of the Lord of the Demon Compass was swept away by the water of the Yellow River, and the escaping light on his body was immediately forced and trapped in the water of the Yellow River.
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."
Wang Xu stood proudly and spoke the second paragraph of the poem.
Each poem does not dissipate the moment it is blurted out, but turns into golden letters and remains in the sky.
Under the golden light, green smoke ignited on the soul of the Demon Compass Master. The soul, which was no different from a real person, visibly shriveled down, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a little old man.
"Ah, my body, my life!"
The master of the Demon Compass was so frightened that he dashed left and right in the Yellow River in an attempt to escape.
After several failed attempts to break through, the Master of the Demon Compass did not dare to delay any longer. He gritted his teeth and self-destructed part of his soul. With the power of the soul's self-destruction, he blasted open the water of the Yellow River and flew out half-dead.
"Hurry up, he's trying to escape!"
"Haha, you can't leave."
Wang Xu smiled and continued to sing, regardless of Wu Shan's urging: "If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold has been spent."
Boom!!
You can come back even if you have spent all your money, let alone the Lord of the Demon Compass, or the water of the Yellow River.
The next second, with the power of the poem, the Lord of the Demonic Compass returned, and at the same time, the water of the Yellow River came back, trapping him inside again, exactly the same as before.
"Explode! Explode! Explode!"
The Master of the Demon Compass is also a ruthless character. He knows Wang Xu’s murderous intention towards him and also knows the consequences of staying behind.
For a moment, he was so evil that he didn't care about his weak soul at all, because he couldn't escape at this time, even if he said a thousand words or ten thousand, he would die.
There is no telling, even if the soul is destroyed, there will still be a glimmer of hope.
"I told you, you can't leave."
Wang Xu held the gold book in his hand and sang again: "It is a pleasure to cook sheep and slaughter cattle. I will drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink wine. Don't stop drinking. I will sing a song with you. Please do it for me."
I listen"
When he sang this, Wang Xu also had a drunken look on his face: "Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time."
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights of wine and banter.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you."
Together with you, I will sell you eternal sorrow, eternal sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
When the Lord of the Magic Compass heard this, he said, "Dukang is the only one who can relieve his worries. The wine has never failed me, so how can I carry the fine wine in the cup?"
I won’t leave, I won’t leave. Just like looking at the Yellow River, the wine from Jiutian will rest after I get drunk today.
Gululu
A bubble appeared, and the Lord of the Demon Compass rose and fell instantly, never to come up again.
The Lord of the White Lotus Sect and the Demonic Luo Sutra died.