The sword's power was broken and the head flew away. The headless monk still continued to move forward and rushed towards Xiao Hei!
This is inertia, like a rolling boulder that Xiao Hei cannot avoid!
Because not far behind him were two terrified sisters.
Xiao Hei had no choice but to make a fist with his left hand, gather all the strength in his body like the power of a giant dragon, and burst out with powerful power in an instant, punching out!
"Bang!" sounded.
The seven monks' screams and the two sisters' screams all mixed together to form a violent wave that hit the monk's chest.
The monk who lost his arms and head was immediately punched away by Xiao Hei, and flew backwards towards his companions.
The mountain-shattering Buddhist sword was broken, his arm was cut off, and the monk who lost his head flew back like a giant piece of queen, so that no one of the remaining seven monks dared to reach out to catch it!
A headless corpse hit the mountain with an invincible momentum, making a big hole in the Lili grassland.
With just one sword and one punch, Xiao Hei proved to his enemies that he was powerful enough to fight against them!
Although his left hand was numb from the shock and his body had to step back three feet, this was to prove to the seven monks that it was not easy for Xiao Hei to take this move.
There are really not many situations where he can use the sword-drawing technique and still be knocked back.
Xiao Hei narrowed his eyes and looked forward.
He said coldly: "Either fight or get out!"
After Qingqing and Yan'er screamed for a while, they gradually stopped shouting when they saw the evil monk being kicked out by their brother.
The two of them stared blankly at their brother in front of them. They had nothing to worry about. Qingqing even wondered if her scream would call her grandfather over.
In fact, the moment Xiao Hei took action, the old shopkeeper's consciousness locked onto the group of monks running towards him.
Even he didn't expect that after countless years, he would meet the monks from Baiyu Temple again before Xiao Hei buried the mother of the two little ones in the cave.
This is really not like enemies not meeting each other!
After settling the two coachmen, the old shopkeeper slowly approached Xiao Hei and the others, and hid himself in the bushes less than a hundred feet away from the three of them.
This distance allowed him to save the two girls instantly.
As for Xiao Hei, he didn't need to worry about it at all.
From the moment Xiao Hei returned to nirvana, the old shopkeeper didn't worry about Xiao Hei's safety, or in other words, he only worried about the safety of the two little girls from then on.
He firmly believed that Xiao Hei would definitely be alive. As long as Xiao Hei was alive, no matter what or who, nothing could put him to death.
When death came, even Qingqing and Yan'er became quiet, as if they were waiting for their grandfather to come and take them away, and they seemed to be waiting for their brother to retreat from the enemy again.
"Whoosh!" There was a sound, and a firework flew into the sky.
The remaining seven monks did not take action against Xiao Hei immediately. Instead, they lit the fireworks in their hands and called for help from their nearby companions.
The confrontation continued, and the seven monks' moods were completely disturbed.
The surroundings seemed to be getting quieter and quieter, and a strange murderous intention shrouded the wasteland, because seven monks had taken out their Buddhist knives and surrounded Xiao Hei.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Hei shouted not far away: "Shopkeeper, come here and take my sister away."
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the old shopkeeper had no choice but to take one step at a time. Under the gaze of the seven monks, he reached out and picked up the two little girls who had calmed down.
I said to Xiao Hei: "Is it necessary to be like this?"
Xiao Hei pointed to the sealed cave and said, "Ask her if she wants to be disturbed by these disgusting guys?"
Yan'er nodded and said to Xiao Hei: "Anyone who dares to disturb mother's sleep will be bitten to death by Yan'er."
Qingqing glared at her and said nothing.
The old shopkeeper shook his head and said quietly: "I've already cooked. Let's finish this mess quickly and come over to eat." After that, he took the two little girls and left step by step.
He came slowly and walked slowly.
The seven monks looked silently at the old man in front of them, who was no different from a mortal, but no one dared to take action.
It's not that they are afraid of the old shopkeeper, but they are afraid of Xiao Hei getting angry and hurting others.
Seeing the old shopkeeper leaving with the two girls, the monks did not go to attack him, they came to surround Xiaohei!
One is that one of his companions died, and the other is that they want to blow up the sealed cave in front of them.
Just seeing the most powerful senior brother die under Xiao Hei's sword, the remaining seven monks did not dare to take action easily for a while. They were waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.
The consciousness released by Xiao Hei had already locked onto the few people who were coming quickly from the official road in front of the mountain, and he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.
Perhaps Yan'er's mother should have been buried underground instead of sealed in a cave.
Because of a cave that was inaccessible and because of my brother's two talismans, these greedy guys thought there was some treasure inside, but they got into trouble.
Fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the speed of arrival was beyond Xiao Hei's expectation.
Without saying much, Xiao Hei stood silently in the wind, quietly waiting for the person who was about to come.
Just in the blink of an eye, three powerful figures flew past, and their momentum in the wind had already reached Xiao Hei, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Four more monks.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The four people flew towards them with the sound of wind, and the four people gradually approached. The four people standing in front of Xiao Hei had fluttering Buddha robes and were extremely holy.
But it was four middle-aged monks with bamboo hats on their heads. The four of them were not angry and were talking to the seven monks in a low voice.
"Are you also from Baiyu Temple outside Liangzhou City?"
Xiao Hei held a long sword, glanced at the four Buddhist masters, and asked quietly.
One of the middle-aged monks gently took off the bamboo hat on his head and placed it on a piece of bluestone behind him. He looked at Xiao Hei and quietly replied: "No."
"We from Shinshu Kinsho Temple are just one family of monks in the world. Don't you know this truth?"
Looking at the headless corpse not far away, the middle-aged monk said coldly: "So, you killed our fellow disciple?"
Xiao Hei looked at the four people who had just arrived in front of him coldly. Two of them were already above the level of distraction. When did the Great Zhou have such powerful monks?
The two distracted monks were the most powerful monks he had seen since arriving in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Just standing there gave people an unshakable pressure.
In comparison, the person in front of him already seemed a bit ordinary, so restrained that it gave people the illusion that he had no aura of a warrior.
But Xiao Hei knew this was impossible, just like himself.
He also knew that this was just a misleading illusion. The monks walking in the world had proven their power to the world countless times.
Only by being strong can one take plunder by force and break through obstacles again and again.
Steal other people's opportunities and destroy your own cultivation.
Xiao Hei stood in front of the monk of Shinshu Kinsho Temple, with the long sword in his hand, and he didn't hesitate at all.
He said coldly: "Remember, if you attack me, you must be prepared to die!" Xiao Hei did not show a trace of cowardice because of the mysterious cultivation of the other party.
The middle-aged monk roared angrily: "Evil heretics, if you kill my fellow Buddhists, even the Buddha will not tolerate you!"
The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. Suddenly, golden light shone all over his body, wanting to kill the demons in the world and the demons in his heart.
Xiao Hei replied coldly: "There is no Buddha in this world anymore. What's the difference between you and the demons in this world if you kill people without asking any questions?"
Before he finished speaking, the long sword in Xiao Hei's hand was unsheathed with a clang, and he pointed directly at the middle-aged monk approaching step by step and said: "Remember, taking action means life and death in the blink of an eye!"
With a flash of sword light, a group of monks felt that their breath was instantly blocked in front of them, making it difficult to breathe smoothly.
"That's it, I'll make it happen for you!"
The middle-aged monk sighed softly and took a step forward, murderous intent appearing in his eyes.
Just like Xiao Hei, there was also a clang sound, and the middle-aged monk quietly unsheathed the long sword in his hand. It seemed that this was also a monk from Jinxiang Temple.
Even when he goes out, he always carries weapons with him.
Xiao Hei took a step back, looked into the void and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Hei is going to kill again!" With an apology on his face, Xiao Hei seemed to be nagging someone.
"Young man with a yellow mouth, you can go and die!" The middle-aged monk holding a long sword took another step forward, transformed into an angry-eyed Vajra, waved his hand and slashed with his sword.
"Dang!" sounded, and the silver sword light struck Xiao Hei's sword. Xiao Hei took another two steps back, with a cold expression that showed no sadness or joy.
With one move, the middle-aged monk's feet slowed down, but the power between the moves became much stronger.
He wants to use the supreme power of Buddhism to absolutely suppress Xiao Hei.
The old shopkeeper from afar sent a message: "Don't think too much, this monk has transcended the state of distraction. You have to fight quickly. Besides, we don't need you to worry."
Afraid that Xiao Hei could not clearly see the situation in front of him, the old shopkeeper had to send a message to Xiao Hei to remind him.
"???????????????Understood!" Xiao Hei replied solemnly.
The middle-aged monk raised his eyes slightly and said to Xiao Hei with a bird's eye view: "Hey! I'm going to kill you!"
Using the power of Buddhist mantras, the middle-aged monk's voice was like a bell. Even a simple sentence could completely crush Xiao Hei's momentum.
"You want my head?" Xiao Hei asked with a sneer.
Even though he was in an extremely dangerous situation, Xiao Hei had no intention of panicking.
In addition to being confident, it also serves as a warning to the enemy in front of you that as long as you dare to strike with one more sword, you will be dead.
"I want a lot of things, and there are some things that I can't get even if I want them. And I don't want your head, but you shouldn't kill me, a Buddhist..."
The middle-aged monk glanced at the sword in his hand and said, "So, you are already dead!"
Xiao Hei retracted his gaze towards the void and said quietly: "Let's do it and see who can survive from the sword."
The middle-aged monk sneered, as if the Buddha's words came to him: "It's so difficult to catch even one of my swords, how can your head escape from my hand? Can a person like you take three of my swords?"
Xiao Hei silently felt an invisible flame flowing around his body and took a deep breath.
He looked at him and said, "As long as I'm still standing here, it's okay."
The middle-aged monk sneered unceremoniously and said, "You think too highly of yourself."
Xiao Hei sighed, took half a step back, and lowered the long sword in his hand, giving people the feeling of being overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum and wanting to retreat.
He wanted to retreat, he wanted to succeed with one blow, but the middle-aged monk was getting closer and closer, making him feel that such a distance was not the best time to draw his sword.
The middle-aged monk was surrounded by monk robes, and his long sword had locked onto Xiao Hei who was retreating.
It feels like he is always watching you. No matter whether Xiao Hei is moving forward or backward, no matter what kind of movements he makes, he can't escape his eyes.
Xiao Hei has been retreating, which can be seen by a person.
The middle-aged monk also made a judgment in an instant, knowing that the two little girls not far away were very important to Xiao Hei, and this would be Xiao Hei's fatal weakness.
In his opinion, if he could not take down Xiao Hei, he would not hesitate to tear off his Buddhist dignity and let his men find trouble for the old man with two girls.
Xiao Hei and the middle-aged monk are just two pieces of firewood that have met Mars. With just one move, a life and death battle will begin.
Suddenly, the middle-aged monk said: "I only use three swords!"
