Dreaming back to the cold moon shining on a lonely person.
Tonight, Jiafu Temple is filled with murderous intent.
Faced with the ruthless ridicule of the jade-faced master, the eight Daoan masters laughed together. In between breaths, they punched one, two, three, four, five... Each Daoan master He quickly threw out eight punches, and eighty-eight sixty-four punches flashed in the air. The jade-faced master's surrounding circle was filled with fist shadows.
The golden shadow of the fist filled the bright starry sky, immediately astonishing everyone.
The jade-faced young man disguised as a man must be a deep-minded person. When Master Daoan's phantom distraction hit her for the first time, she clearly felt an overwhelming surge of energy, but she was unharmed. This time, Faced with Master Dao'an's overwhelming fists, she still chose to deal with it carefully for the sake of safety.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh: There is a saying in the world of rivers and lakes: 'How can your shoes not get wet if you often walk by the river?' However, there is another saying, 'Be careful when sailing a boat that lasts for ten thousand years!
After sighing, I looked back at the field, and saw the jade-faced young master concentrating his energy, turning his hands into blades, and calmly swung the air blade again to face the two fists closest to her.
However, two fists are no match for four hands. Just after she blocked several fist shadows from the east, south and west, the three seated statues of Dao An from the north were already coming with their fists. The jade-faced master turned around slowly, and once again he was unable to guard against it. He was helpless. Under this situation, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and resist, preparing to gamble again.
It seems that the Jade-faced Young Master is in good luck today. Three seemingly strong fists hit the Jade-faced Young Master, but he was still not injured at all, and even his hair was not messed up by the wind of the fists.
I can't help but wonder if Master Dao'an's move was just a trick that didn't work.
One hit missed, and another hit was empty. Through the crack in the window, I could really see the smug smile on the face of the jade-faced master, which seemed to be mocking the battle surrounded by the eight statues of Master Dao'an. The thunder was loud and the rain was small. , it is better not to use it.
But the jade-faced young man’s raised sarcastic lips didn’t last long.
After the three Dao An sitting statues in the north punched each other, the second punch followed. This time, the jade-faced master relaxed his vigilance and ignored them, allowing the three punches to come at him without any defense.
ah! puff!
As the punch sounded, the jade-faced young man screamed, with a ferocious look on his face, his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of thick blood spat out from his mouth. The punch was very strong, and it hit the vital part of the abdomen, which made me feel sick just looking at it. pain.
As a bystander, I saw some clues from Master Dao'an's attack.
In the array of fists wielded by Master Dao'an, there is reality within the emptiness, and there is emptiness within the reality. The defenders do not know which is real and which is fake, so they have to defend in groups, with only two or three punches missing. , is enough to be fatal.
I took a deep breath. Master Dao'an's move was not only a physical and ability test, but also a mental torture!
A hundred punches could not be fired, and when the jade-faced young man vomited blood, the divine monk appeared and intimidated everyone.
Master Dao'an's fists came from all directions and hit Master Jade Face overwhelmingly. Some of them were blocked by Master Jade Face, some of them hit Master Jade Face but nothing happened, and some of them hit Master Jade Face but nothing happened.
After a while, the jade-faced young master, who was surrounded by eight Buddha statues, became extremely angry. She gradually lost her control over her moves, and became confused when she was distracted. As her rationality gradually disappeared, the frequency of beatings became even higher! ap.
After a while, there was already a pool of blood under her body.
When the thieves she led saw this scene, they all began to show fear on their faces. Under the angry glares of a group of people, they only dared to look and did not dare to move!
Master Dao'an's words, "One person is enough to deal with a group of junior monks," is true!
In the field, the eight statues of Dao'an sitting there smiled gently, but there was a hint of persuasion in their words, and they said in a friendly manner, "Donor, not every immortal is called Changsheng, and not every monk is called Dao'an!" It’s still too late to turn around now!”
The jade-faced young man straightened his back, sighed, and cursed, "You old bald donkey, if you have the ability to fight with real swords and guns, I will make you fall into pieces."
At this
In such a solemn scene, Master Dao'an joked, "The donor is joking. I do have a real sword and a real spear. However, the Buddhist precepts are clear, so I won't fight with the donor! The donor should go down the mountain and hire someone else." Bar!"
The whole place was silent for a moment, and then everyone, friend or foe, howled and laughed. Even I, who was hiding in the house, forced myself to run to the couch, buried my head under the quilt, and laughed hard.
The jade-faced young master, who was already covered in blood, realized later that after she understood the meaning of Master Dao'an's language, two rosy clouds appeared on her face. She was ashamed and annoyed, and she saw that all the enemies and enemies around her were hiding their faces and laughing. He became more and more angry, gritted his teeth and rushed towards a master Dao'an.
Master Daoan shook his head and smiled, then did not give Young Master Jade Face any chance to refute, and continued to punch faster and faster. Young Master Jade Face originally had the power to fight back, but in the end, he only had the power to parry.
After receiving twenty-eighty-nine punches on the abdomen, calves, shoulders, and facade, the jade-faced young man roared unwillingly, gathered all his strength, turned around, and killed the Dao'an statue to the east.
Faced with the desperate fight of the jade-faced young master in front of them, I saw that the Daoan masters were unhurried and still repaid Yuan Shouzhen, punching one after another, like running water. Every time the jade-faced young master took a step forward, Master Daoan had to hit Master Daoan several times on his back and sides, and the ground was covered with blood, making it difficult to walk.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh: It seems that this jade-faced young man is also a perseverant person!
Blood spattered the palace, and people fell into the depths of winter. About a quarter of an hour later, the jade-faced young master's vision suddenly turned black, and blood spurted out like a fountain. He could no longer stand still, fell down, and fainted on the ground.
At this time, her front was red, her breath was weak, she opened her mouth but no words came out, her eyes were empty, and her original sternness and arrogance were completely gone.
The reincarnation of heaven only happens in a blink of an eye!
The jade-faced young master fell to the ground, and Master Dao'an's loud voice reached his ears from all directions, "My Buddha is merciful. Today, I, this monk, will cut off your martial arts to avoid harming the common people!"
The eight Buddhas reunited and their true form appeared. Master Daoan rode on the remaining golden light and descended from the sky. He punched out like a meteorite falling from the world, directly hitting the face of the Jade-faced Master.
I almost screamed.
Be good! If it were smashed down at once, the pretty boy would definitely die without being able to find his ancestral grave.
"Doan! Don't you want your Jiafuji Temple? Since it's a sparring match, how can there be any reason to kill someone?"
A vigorous and deep voice came from outside the cave. When the thieves and soldiers who came with the jade-faced scholar heard it, they felt as if they had been given blood. Even the jade-faced scholar, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, couldn't help but move his fingers.
"City Lord, it's City Lord Jiang who's here!" "Brothers, here's your chance to make a contribution!"
From the words, it is not difficult for me to guess that Jiang Feng is here!
Hum! This Jiangzhou Mu, Jiang City Lord, and Jiang Clan Chief are the real masters behind the Liu family in Lingyuan. Where there are evil dogs, there are evil masters. From the Liu family’s actions in causing trouble to Lingyuan City and tonight, I feel sorry for Jiang Feng who is about to show up. No good feelings at all.
"If you go, you must eventually go. Feelings, thoughts, actions, and consciousness will be the same again, and life will be the same!"
Master Daoan looked bewildered, refusing to listen or believe Jiang Feng's serious warning. His fist speed remained unchanged and his punch power did not decrease. The golden fist as big as the moon still fell down in its own way.
"Junior brother, you have already promised that the past will be over when the monument was broken at the mountain gate today. Why are you still unwilling to put down the butcher knife?"
The powerful voice was filled with murderous intent, getting closer and closer, and the thieves were ready to move and prepare to fight again.
The moment the golden fist struck down mercilessly, a brown-haired man with heavy eyes came calling, but he was a step too late.
boom!
The fist hit the open space half a foot away from the Jade-faced Young Master, causing the ground to crack and the rocks to break apart. The powerful force that could destroy the monument and pull the moon directly caused the Jade-faced Young Master's body to swing up. With the strength of the Gang Qi's ejection, Dao An delivered With an ordinary punch, bang-dang-dang, bang-dang-dang, the jade-faced young man's body collapsed like a broken drum, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
When the dust and smoke cleared, looking back suddenly, Master Dao'an was still sitting cross-legged on the floor, speaking warmly, "Brother, this time, it has really passed!"
Jiang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, standing three meters away from Master Daoan proudly.
Zhangzhidao asked coldly, "Jiang Xu, are you dead?"
The jade-faced young man named Jiang Xu magically moved his fingers again.
Jiang Feng saw this, thought for a while, and then changed his hands from fingers to fists. The momentum in his chest and abdomen increased, and he was about to kill.
Master Daoan said expressionlessly, "Whether this benefactor Jiang Xu dies today or not, you will destroy Jiafu Temple, right?"
Jiang Feng didn't reply, just nodded.
Just when the battle was about to break out, a captain outside the door quickly entered the room and reported, "City Lord, Jiang Xingze, the head of the Jiang family, is here!"
We don’t know who Jiang Xingze is, but after hearing these words, Jiang Feng’s anger disappeared immediately, he pulled away and left. Before he came, he snorted coldly, “Junior brother, today for the sake of my brother who I haven’t seen for a long time. Go up, Honshu Mu will not care anymore. From now on, if you and your disciples dare to step out of the gate of Jiafu Temple, I will lead my troops to fill up your Jiafu Mountain."
"What are you going out for?" Daoan looked calm, "Do you think you are poisoning a state and causing harm to the world?"
Jiang Feng laughed loudly, turned around and left, "If it weren't for me, how many people in Quzhou would be granted marquis status and how many people would tear apart the earth! How pitiful are the idiots in the world? How pitiful are the idiots in the world! Hahaha!"
Jiang Feng carried away the corpses of the remaining soldiers, leaving Jiafu Temple in a mess.
"I won't go down the mountain from today on!"
Daoan finished speaking quietly and turned around to go back to the house.
I am not afraid of Jiang Feng's thunderous wrath, but I am afraid that my mentor's legacy will be destroyed.
I have sincere heart, and a bowl of porridge will last me forever.
After Jiang Feng led his people away, the lights in the house were lit again.
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, calmed down my nearly collapsed emotions, forced a smile, and said, "Master, Jiangzhou Mu is still very talkative! At least there were no casualties in Jiafu Temple today."
Master Dao'an brewed tea leisurely, as if nothing had happened just now, "When did you hear that the murderous Lord Jiang City had a good time to talk? He just wanted to accumulate some virtue for his brother, or maybe , Jiang Feng is not here on this trip."
"He also has brothers?" I was a little disdainful.
"Zhao Gao, the female eunuch of the Qin Dynasty back then, had eight hundred loyal dead men. How could he not have any brothers?" Dao An said with a gentle smile.
"Being his brother is quite tiring, right?" I looked at the clear moon outside the window, and my thoughts slipped back to Lingyuan.
"Little donor, the six roots of Buddhism are pure and do not talk about brotherhood. However, I believe that after becoming brothers, there is no need to be tired or not tired! Shouldn't we do it whether we do it or not?"
Master Daoan drank a cup of tea, and his pale face improved slightly when he entered the room.
I hesitated to speak, but when I saw Master Daoan looking at me sincerely, I confessed everything that was on my mind.
