Five hundred and eighty-fourth Zhao Tuo shot (seeking monthly ticket)
The monk, who was called Zhende by the tall and thin monk, received his instructions and subconsciously took out a cylinder from his arms, inspired it with his true energy, and threw it into the air.
I saw the cylinder jetting sharply into the sky and suddenly exploding, followed by a huge "roar" sound and dazzling white light. It was very much like the fireworks Lin Ze had seen in his previous life.
Can hear and see.
The tall and thin monk looked at the Zhende monk with a look of shock on his face. He pointed at him and said, trembling all over: "Who asked you to send the signal here? Didn't you deliberately lure the strong man here?"
The village tower where several monks and the Nanzhao goddess are located is just one of thousands of inconspicuous village towers on Hongyan Mountain, and there is nothing special about it.
The purpose was to prevent the Qin Grand Master (Lin Ze) from using his supreme cultivation to assassinate the Nanzhao Goddess. If Zhende did this, Lin Ze would not be able to see it unless he was blind.
Looking at Lin Ze who was floating in mid-air and casting his gaze over, the tall and thin monk wanted to slap Zhende to death with one palm.
At the beginning, most of Lin Ze's attention was focused on the fight between the two armies. Seeing that the Qin army had the absolute upper hand, he gave up all thoughts of taking action.
After all, Lin Ze is not a nanny. If he needs to take action in everything, then why does he lead so many troops? Isn't it tiring?
Moreover, true elites must be poured with blood before they can be forged. A battle of this level can be said to be a joy to see.
Zhende's distress signal instantly attracted Lin Ze's attention. When he saw several monks and the Nanzhao goddess standing upstairs, a sneer appeared on his face, and he swooped down like a big bird.
Lin Ze's movements were instantly noticed by the tall and thin monk.
Faced with the imminent danger, the tall and thin monk's pupils sharpened, and he no longer cared about being rude. He threw himself forward, hugged the Nanzhao goddess, broke through the wooden village building, and ran away, shouting sternly: "Cover."
The goddess evacuates."
A flash of perseverance flashed in the eyes of several other monks. They stood in front of the large hole that the tall and thin monk had opened, trying to rely on their own lives to cover the escape of their senior brothers and the goddess.
As early as the day they were ordered to go out to protect the goddess of Nanzhao, the elders of the sect warned them that even if they died, they must not let the goddess get hurt, otherwise the Buddhist sect's plan would be hindered.
For those who have been practicing Buddhism since childhood, dedicating themselves to Buddhism has almost become instinctive.
The goddess of Nanzhao was hugged by the tall and thin monk. She was in a state of confusion. She forgot to resist for a moment and allowed him to hold her and run away.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ze just shook his head and said: "It's so courageous, but so stupid."
On the way here, Lin Ze also thought about whether the other side had deliberately sent a signal to lure him over, intending to ambush him with a master's secret treasure or something belonging to a saint.
Lin Ze, who was always cautious, clutched the Book of Songs with his left hand, intending to use it to protect himself at any time.
Until he got close to the village building, Lin Ze didn't feel the slightest danger, and then he thought of the possibility that the other party was simply sending a signal to ask for help.
The several monks standing in front of Lin Ze were all solemn and solemn, with their hands tied in Buddhist secret seals. Waves of mellow true energy spurted out from their bodies, causing a burst of air to make the monks' robes rustle.
Lin Ze just glanced at it indifferently and waved the Tianwen Sword lightly in his hand, causing several monks to shatter like tofu.
After doing this, Lin Ze didn't stop for a moment and chased after the tall and thin monk and the Nanzhao goddess. For these two people, Lin Ze was not in a hurry to kill them, and planned to catch them and get some information.
At the beginning, Lin Ze was anxious to kill King Kong Venerable because he was at the Grand Master level and he might have some back-ups, so he had to kill him early to avoid future troubles.
The tall and thin monk and the Nanzhao Goddess are only at the peak of the sixth level of martial arts, so they are not a big threat. Especially the Nanzhao Goddess has an unusual identity, so they can definitely get some information.
When he was thirty meters closer to the two of them, Lin Ze's master's power escaped from his body and transformed into a big hand, grabbing the two of them.
Just when his big hand was about to catch the two of them, a strange aura suddenly filled the air. Lin Ze felt something was wrong, and immediately launched a free swim, leaning forward and trying to catch the two of them.
I saw an oil lamp swaying between Lin Ze and the tall and thin monk.
Buddhist sacred weapon? Four words came to Lin Ze's mind, and he struck it with a sword without hesitation.
The oil lamp seemed to have spirituality. Feeling that Lin Ze's sword contained danger, he quickly retreated, emitting a dull yellow light, wrapping around the tall and thin monk and the Nanzhao goddess, and quickly left.
"Want to run away? Have you asked me about the sword in my hand?" Lin Ze snorted coldly and chased after him.
After chasing for a few steps, Lin Ze suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, concentrating on alert. The boiling aura in the distance told him that a powerful master at the master level had arrived.
Lin Ze was a little puzzled. As Shouzheng said, apart from the group of unborn old immortals, there are only three masters in Buddhism.
One was killed by Emperor Qin earlier, and another was killed by himself some time ago. How big of a heart does Buddhism have to send the only remaining grandmaster?
Isn't he afraid that without a strong master in the master realm to protect the way, the inheritance will be cut off?
At the first sight of the visitor, Lin Ze's questions were immediately answered, and only two words popped out of his mouth: "Zhao Tuo."
The person who came was not a Buddhist master, but Zhao Tuo, the Marquis of Longchuan, who had disappeared for several years and suddenly appeared again.
Lin Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Tuo, his body full of murderous intent. If he hadn't deliberately allowed Nanzhao to go north and captured Nanyun Province and half of Shu, the situation in Qin would not be so corrupt.
There is no need for him to rush back to Chang'an to stabilize people's hearts and miss the opportunity to kill Liu Ji.
From a certain point of view, Zhao Tuo is the culprit of all these changes. How to prevent Lin Ze from murdering him?
Moreover, Lin Zeke still remembered that he was bullied by Zhao Tuo and was slightly injured.
Although Xu Fu later found a way for himself and beat Zhao Tuo until he vomited blood in public, how could he be as happy as taking revenge by taking advantage of others?
Lin Ze could no longer care about the Nanzhao goddess's escape. He picked up the Tianwen Sword and killed Zhao Tuo.
When Zhao Tuo saw Lin Ze, a look of astonishment flashed across his face: "I thought it was someone with the same name, but I didn't expect it was really you?"
Facing Lin Ze's fierce offensive, Zhao Tuo quickly retreated, grabbed the oil lamp, and said loudly: "The champion, do you dare to fight with me in the sky?"
Lin Ze smiled coldly: "I am afraid that you will fail, Marquis Longchuan, I have been waiting to beat you to death for too long. I hope you will not disappoint me."
Zhao Tuo sneered and said: "We still don't know who will win, so come up."
After saying that, the two of them went up to the sky one after another.
Elsewhere, the goddess of Nanzhao, who was in a safe situation, knocked back the tall and thin monk with one palm, jumped out of his arms, and asked: "Zhao Tuo has been here a long time ago, right?"