Following Xiao Tang's order, Hua Rong and Pang Wanchun, who had already prepared their bows and arrows, suddenly pulled their bows and fired arrows with Yan Yun Qishe beside them. Sharp arrow clusters whizzed and shot towards them.
He flew away quickly, following the thieves in front of him.
Suddenly, the Hedong thieves near the monks in Wenshuyuan Temple waved their weapons to kill the unarmed monks on the spot. However, they became the key targets for Hua Rong and others to kill first. In a moment, five or six
The ten thieves fell to the ground one after another. They had no time to kill in vain at the end of their lives, and they were already shot to death by arrows.
The other brothers around Xiao Tang led their followers Yong Jian to rush forward, and they were already fighting hand to hand with the other thieves. Shi Jin and Shi Xiu took the lead bravely. They advanced quickly with their swords drawn from the left and the right, and they were close to the thieves.
In the body, the two long knives in their hands were firing fiercely, and they saw flesh, blood and severed limbs flying everywhere. Shi Jin and Shi Xiu both charged and slashed in the chaotic formation like tigers and sheep. At this time, their
Their eyes seemed to be red with blood. Although forty or fifty corpses of bandits were already lying behind them, they still wanted to rush forward bravely and join up with the unarmed Xiao Tang in front as soon as possible.
Xiao Tang, who used the power of the flying rocks to be fierce and domineering, but slightly lacking in accuracy, suddenly used the "finger-flicking magical power" to seriously injure Ru Tingqi who was about to attack Wenshu Monastery, and killed Zhi Zhi who was wielding a sword.
Although the little leader of the thieves of the True Elder was bare-handed, his fists were like powerful and heavy whips, and his legs were like iron and heavy sticks. Although the thieves around him were swarming to kill, Xiao
Tang shook his head and used his lifelong knowledge to advance forward without retreating. With his fists and kicks, he actually killed the thieves within a few feet around him and pushed them back again and again!
A leader of thieves bore the brunt of the attack. When the three prongs of the fork in his hand were about to pierce Xiao Tang's right arm, he was quickly slapped with a palm and the fork was violently shaken. Before the leader of thieves could recover, Xiao Tang
The left iron fist has roared towards him, and with a fierce and unrivaled power, it hit his head hard!
The move that Xiao Tang used was exactly what he had found in the boxing scripture that he had hidden in the secret room of Xiaojiaji Mansion a few years ago. Now, although his skills in boxing and kicking may not be enough to match those of Yan who originally instigated the southern courtyard of the Liao Dynasty.
Yun Shibaqi is comparable to the great hero surnamed Xiao who has been fierce and domineering in martial arts throughout his life. However, Xiao Tang has also been taught by many unparalleled martial arts masters and has been trained for several years. Even though he is not as good as his ancestors, the gap is still small.
It wasn't too big. In the clear cracking sound, the head of the thief leader shattered, and blood and anger flew out, but the force was not as powerful as the powerful flying stone he hit just now!
Xiao Tang's fierce iron fist was not exhausted, and his legs suddenly flew up again. Instead of using agile and light techniques, he only used all his strength to step hard on the chests of the two thieves. The two thieves
In an instant, their eyes bulged and their chests sunken. The two of them flew out without even a single groan, rolling and knocking several of their accomplices to the ground!
Tian Ding had a look of disbelief on his face. He backed away repeatedly, watching helplessly as Xiao Tang led the capable men and generals under his command to massacre. Most of the other thieves were frightened when they saw Xiao Tang's majesty and domineering spirit.
Although there were two little thieves beside Tian Ding, one of them was waving the steel knife in his hand crazily and yelling at the top of his lungs to supervise the battle, while the other picked up his spear and went straight towards Elder Zhizhen who was lying on the ground and stabbed him with his spear. Suddenly,
Two more icy-cold wolf-fang arrows suddenly shot out. One pierced the throat of the little leader supervising the battle, and the hysterical roar stopped. The other sharp arrow shot into the other person who was about to harm Elder Zhizhen.
The little thief’s head was shot right through his temple!
The troops who rushed into Wenshu Monastery were strong and brave, and they were unable to stop them. They kept eating away at the panicked thieves. Many monks in the temple had now been rescued by the army, but these monks who chanted sutras and chanted Buddha all day long saw a scene in front of them.
The scene of brutal fighting was like being in a Shura path filled with bloody killings. The faces of these monks became paler and their bodies trembled more violently. Except for a few of them, they also knew how to chant the name of the Buddha and recite scriptures silently to force themselves to maintain their souls.
There was a glimmer of clarity in Taichung, but the other monks seemed to be scared to death by such a cruel scene they had never witnessed before.
Seeing that his defeat was certain, Tian Ding smiled miserably and slowly took out the sword from his waist. However, Tian Ding did not rush forward to engage in a final vigorous fight with the officers and soldiers who were about to attack. Instead, he raised his sword.
, and slowly placed it across his neck. Tian Ding's eyes were slightly closed, and his palms were tightly holding the hilt of the sword. Everything was over now. It was better to simply commit suicide for the rest of his life, than to be captured and humiliated by the army.
He still has to be tortured by Ling Chi and suffer all kinds of hardships before he can die.
However, the figure of Youdao rushed towards him, and Tian Ding was shocked. He subconsciously swung his sword to slash at the big man who was in front of him. But in just a blink of an eye, the long sword flew out of his hand, and there were two more clicks.
There was a clear sound, and Tian Ding's left and right shoulder blades were removed with skillful force. He received another heavy blow on the chest and was kicked to the ground.
Xiao Tang was condescending. He looked at the depressed Tian Ding with an indifferent expression and said in a serious voice: "Now is not the time for you to seek death. There are still some things that I want to ask you clearly!"
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When Elder Zhizhen stood up tremblingly, he took in the bloody and horrific scene in front of him. Everywhere he looked, blood and mutilated limbs were everywhere. It was a heart-wrenching tragedy. There were people lying down everywhere in Wenshu Monastery.
There were corpses scattered around, and the frozen expressions on many of the corpses' faces were distorted by ferociousness, fear, and pain. These dead corpses seemed to be glaring at the people who looked at them, as if countless painful souls were imprisoned.
Wrapped in his own body, he will never be reincarnated.
Elder Zhizhen suddenly showed an expression of pain and sadness on his face, lamenting the current world and pitying others. He closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name, silently reciting the Buddha's rebirth mantra to save the souls of the dead, no matter whether it was for the monks who died tragically in Wenshu Monastery or those who died under Xiao Tang's command.
Yong Jian, even these brutal thieves who just wanted to massacre his entire temple.
After a long time, Elder Zhizhen opened his eyes slightly, and then he saw Xiao Tang standing aside with his head bowed. Xiao Tang saluted Elder Zhizhen and said: "The matter is urgent, and I will save the people in the temple."
The monks had no choice but to kill the thieves in the Precious Treasure Temple. They disturbed the elders and the masters in their cultivation, and caused the Buddhist pure land to be polluted by bad karma. I hope the elders will forgive me."
Elder Zhizhen shook his head slightly, clasped his hands, returned the salute to Xiao Tang and said: "Why did Master Xiao say this? If the layman had not led the heavenly army to arrive in time, everyone in Wenshu Monastery would have been poisoned. Although killing is a bad karma, all living beings are vain.
I am fascinated by the fact that although people in my Buddhist sect meditate in temples, since they are practicing in the mundane world, how can they avoid the disputes in the world?"
After Elder Zhizhen spoke leisurely, he immediately sighed again and said: "If there are good men and good women who hear this sutra, accept it and uphold it, and hear the names of all Buddhas, then all these good men and good women will be the descendants of all Buddhas."
Thoughts of protection...Although I have compassion on the good people and do not kill them and practice the ten good deeds, the demonic mind of the world's people will not be eliminated. Therefore, there is a wrathful vajra sword to subdue the demonic pestle to eliminate all troubles and demonic obstacles. Practitioner Xiao and my Zhizhen disciple
We are also old friends, and we know very well what kind of character he has. In the past, the monks such as the leader of the temple, the waiter, the supervisor of the temple, the capital of the temple, the Zhike, Zen Hezi, etc. all disliked him. However, a thief broke into my mountain gate and committed evil deeds. If Lu Zhishen is still here at this time
How could the monks in the temple be massacred by thieves in vain if they were cultivating in the temple?"