Chapter 1282 Swordsman from the Western Regions!

Style: Historical Author: Chi Dong Shu alsoWords: 2391Update Time: 24/01/18 03:47:30
"Yaowang Mountain?"

Ksitigarbha saw a gourd-shaped pattern embroidered on the right side of the chest of the three troublemakers, and recognized their identities.

In the past, disciples of each sect had uniform uniforms. If not, the uniform logo of each sect would be embroidered on the clothes to distinguish the disciples of this sect from those of other sects.

Of course, this is also a status symbol. If you carry the sect's banner when you go out, other sects or Jianghu people will give you some face and convenience when they see you.

So at this time, Jizo recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

But he was a little strange, because the so-called Yaowang Mountain was just a sect that practiced medicine. The disciples in the sect had mediocre martial arts. Why would they spare no effort to kill him at this time? What's more, although he has many enemies, there seems to be no Yaowang Mountain.

Of course, Ksitigarbha could not have guessed that this time Yaowangshan, besides being invited to assist in boxing, was also looking for Sun Yi.

As long as Sun Yi didn't die, the senior brother would have trouble sleeping and eating.

That's why we sent people down the mountain to assist those friends in the world to find Ksitigarbha.

However, they originally did not expect to fight against Ksitigarbha, they just stayed in the inn and waited to treat those Jianghu people.

At this time, Ksitigarbha seemed to understand something. No wonder Wang Shan's medical skills are so low, but he can cure the poison in his own body. I'm afraid that Wang Shan was born in Yaosun Yi.

Therefore, although the two of them were happy in their eyes, they could only fall in haste and hate the northwest.

Perhaps, I never even dreamed that my trip up the mountain would become the first journey in my life! ... Ksitigarbha walked over in small steps, but at that moment, a thin and short man in front of me was holding a mourning stick. He also spoke and hit Ksitigarbha on the head.

But at this time, Ksitigarbha's figure disappeared from the place again, and then appeared in front of a Yaolin Gong disciple.

Because Yaowangshan is a sect that practices medicine, their research on medical science must be higher than theirs.

The two swordsmen quickly turned around with their swords and slashed in front of themselves. But at this moment, at the moment when we changed our moves, Jizo wiped the two people's necks with a knife just as they turned around.

The young man's head was flying in the air, as if he still wanted to be alive. His horrified eyes were as wide as copper bells, looking unbelievable.

In an instant, more than a dozen martial arts masters died one after another. Everyone was stunned and stunned, and eight souls were frightened away.



Thinking about these Jianghu people whose bodies were cut open by Ksitigarbha and whose heads were removed, our backs feel cold and numb.

Ksitigarbha just dodged and came to the back of the eight people.

The blood was still flying in the air, but Jizo's figure disappeared again. In the spacious alley, I was like a white ghost, shuttling between the few warriors, killing them all with one blow.

Because at this time, Ksitigarbha was running and was about to use his sword to kill the eight people who were Yaosun Yi. At that moment, the young man made a sneak attack and stabbed Ksitigarbha with his sword from an angle.

But if Sun Yi appeared and was involved with Ksitigarbha, they had to take action.

Because I couldn’t imagine who was chasing Ksitigarbha later. In the eyes of abnormal people, these are all low-level players. If any one of them is taken out, it will look like a giant crocodile in the local world.

So Jizo just stopped his body from rushing back and nervously dodged the opponent's sword.

Another slow dodge to avoid a sharp spear, the dagger in his left hand penetrated the opponent's armpit, and then cut across to the left, directly cutting the opponent's waist in half.

In the last second, my body was cut diagonally, and I only had time to let out a scream before I lay dead on the street.

Therefore, Yaolin Gong says that Ksitigarbha's serious injury has not healed, so it must mean that he has not recovered from his serious injury.

But that one glance was the important thing. Before I saw it, I peed directly.

That kind of person is the most troublesome existence Jizo has ever seen. We are swordsmen from the Western Regions, and a steamed bun wants to bribe us to kill people.

This man was stunned, with the same expression as the other two people who were killed by Ksitigarbha.

What's more, Yao Sunyi's people were invited to help with the fists. They all rushed down at this time, so what should we do? So seeing this, a group of Jianghu people pulled out their weapons and went straight to Ksitigarbha.

As soon as the three people from Yaowang Mountain drank it, the rest of the Jianghu people were naturally eager to try it.

We were fierce with our swords, and our eyes were full of contempt for life.

The blood was flowing like a gush, and although the two swordsmen were furious, the small amount of blood loss had already caused the strength of our bodies to gradually disappear.

Ksitigarbha didn't look back, he fired a dart with his backhand, and the flying knife like a willow leaf was nailed to the opponent's forehead.

But in the hands of Ksitigarbha, we are just like Zhihu, vulnerable to a blow.

We also turned around and ran away, but how could Jizo let us run away?

Without stopping, Ksitigarbha grabbed his right hand and eight more flying knives flew out. The eight Jianghu people who attacked the Wangshan woman and man were killed on the spot.

puff!

But Ksitigarbha wanted to know what was going on, but the other party was diverting trouble to others, so he might have found the wrong person.

So at this time, as long as there were warriors who had no grudge against Ksitigarbha, the rest would turn around and run away. And that includes the eight Yaosun Yi disciples who were still clamoring just now.

Therefore, it is simply a thing of the past that Ksitigarbha is killing us.

The mourning stick killed him with one blow, but at the same time, on the left side of Jizo, two swordsmen holding machetes said nothing, and they all slashed at Jizo with their machetes.

Ksitigarbha's figure suddenly stopped, he leaned forward with his left foot as the axis, and turned his body once to the left. He only avoided the two fatal sword blows, and with that turn, he turned in front of the two swordsmen.

We are a real bunch of outlaws.

brush!

Jizo later fought against such a person, and we saw fear in our eyes. As long as our bodies could still move, we would slash at him with our swords.

Ksitigarbha said hotly, when the long sword stabbed me, I just slapped my body, and the young man's long sword failed.

We never dreamed that Ksitigarbha's martial arts would be so weak. Under the siege of many martial arts masters, Ksitigarbha was like a human being. Moreover, the method of killing was very cruel, killing them all with one knife.

Originally, the whole scene had not been shocked by Ksitigarbha, but it was not those eight people who made these Jianghu people restless again.

"Now go up and accompany his father!"

But at this moment, Ksitigarbha was about to draw his sword, but at that moment, a young man holding a long sword suddenly stabbed Ksitigarbha from his left hand, and shouted: "Ksitigarbha, he killed him. Your father, you will make him pay with his life today."

The reputation of being the number one killer in the world is not in vain. Even if I am seriously injured, he will definitely be my opponent.

Ksitigarbha's expression was indifferent, but he glanced at Lin Gong, because it was obvious that Yaolin Gong must have come for him, so it must have come for Lin Gong.

Disciple Yao Sun Yi felt that there was no one in front of him, so he turned around and slashed.

When the young man saw that the stab was in the air, he secretly shouted that it was wonderful. I quickly sheathed my sword and prepared to protect myself, but at this moment, my sword-holding hand had not yet flown out. Then his neck felt cold and his head flew out.

Before the sharp blade could hit me, the white blade struck under my body like a death hook.

This is surprise, this is explanation. Even until we die, we never understand how we died.