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Chapter 209 Who is the praying mantis and who is the sparrow
Under the same round of moonlight, someone stood up and opened the window, the bright moon shone hazy in the courtyard, he looked up at this bright moon, speechless for a long time.

A man in black stood quietly behind him, motionless.

"The situation in the court is becoming more and more tense, and I have been kicked out of the capital again." He frowned, and his heart was full of regret, "The momentum of nine thousand years may not be able to be overcome again."

At this point, the Six Gentlemen's resistance is obviously at a disadvantage. A person like him naturally has insight.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, the current emperor really prefers those nine thousand years old, after all, they are foreign ministers, and the latter is a domestic slave.But this family slave is evil, and the Tiantai has been resenting for a long time. As the head of the family, the Holy Majesty is so partial, which will make the people of the world chill.

Watching his side being kicked out of the court one by one, watching Jiu Qiansui gradually covering the sky with his hands, he really felt uncomfortable.

"Since the will of God cannot be disobeyed, sir, you can do it with all your heart." The black figure behind him shook his head and said.

"Never mind." He shook his head, trying to cheer up his face, "It's no longer there, no matter what you think in your heart, it's useless, it's better to focus on your eyes."

"That's right."

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the Buddhist temple, and a monk responded, and then stepped forward to check. There may be many tourists who lost their way in the mountains and forests, so they often stay in the Buddhist temple to rest. thing.

Tonight, for some reason, the old abbot was still feeling uneasy, so he kept burning incense and praising Buddha, beating the wooden fish in his hands.

Suddenly he could no longer enter concentration, and his heart was like a tangled mess. Although he was chanting the "Jingxin Sutra" in his mouth, his old face was already covered with beads of sweat, which must be true.

The gust of wind and showers also invaded under the cover of night, a thunder sounded in the distant mountains and forests, and the sound of a thunderbolt made the old host tremble with fright.

After the thunder, there was a rapid shower, like soybeans and Yuzhu, and the eaves and courtyards clattered.

Accompanied by the sound of rain and thunder, there seemed to be a short and hasty cry, but it was fleeting, and it was really difficult for ordinary people to respond to it for a while.

The torrential rain was pouring, washing between the heaven and the earth, and the bloody smell that was gradually rising in the temple was suppressed by the torrential rain.

The old host finally managed to stabilize his heart, and immediately settled into it, but not for a moment, suddenly there was a series of hurried footsteps.

Walking in a hurry, stepping on pits and splashing water, with the door creaking for a long time, a young monk in a panic rushed into the meditation room, his breathing was still short, and he just yelled: "Master, hurry up and go!"

"Shua" a knife was stabbed forward from the back, the young monk's mouth was full of blood, looking at the sharp knife protruding from his chest, he felt disbelief and nostalgia.

"Pfft." After the long knife was drawn out, the monk's body became as soft as a puddle of mud, and he lay on the ground. Sugiura Onisama grinned, waved the long knife, and pointed at the old abbot, "Old monk, we are not here yet." Think about it."

"Sword bandits?"

Sugiura Onimori stepped forward excitedly, and slashed the head of the old abbot Yuanliu Liu with the blade of the knife first, until the old monk's head buzzed, and he fell to the ground with nosebleeds profusely.

"I came here specially to pay my respects." Sugiura Oni put on a show, "I heard that there is a nobleman from your temple, may I ask where he is now?"

The old monk sat up tremblingly, clasped his hands together, the surprise on his face quickly dissipated, and became as calm as water.

"I don't know."

"It doesn't matter." Sugiura Onimori didn't expect that if he asked casually, the old monk would obediently pour out one, one, two, two.

"Anyway, I don't really care about it." While closing the blade in a leisurely manner, Sugiura Onimori sat down on the futon opposite the old host, took a sip of burning incense, and his face was somewhat intoxicated, "I also have it in Yingzhou Buddhist Monks"

"In the past, I still fought against you in court."

The old host just smiled and didn't answer. This person is indeed insignificant and ignorant, and there are more than 01:30 mistakes in this statement.

Yingzhou Buddhism, in fact, was passed down from the Central Plains Buddhism across the sea, so how can there be such a saying that the courts should resist each other.It's just that this group of Yingzhou sword bandits Yelang are arrogant and talking to themselves.

"Three of us are gathered here. Old monk, you don't need to think too much." Sugiura Oni Shou flicked his long sword with a sarcastic look on his face, "The entire Chong'an Temple is already surrounded."

"Maybe so." The old host smiled.

In the rainstorm, a sharp whistle sounded suddenly, and at the same time, many arrows and crossbows were shot from both sides of the temple, and at the same time, countless heroes of the world came out.

The Yingzhou sword bandits are all desperate, if they didn't have some real kung fu, they would have died long ago.Therefore, their overall quality is absolutely extremely high. Faced with a sudden change, how could they not know that this compartment has already been ambushed?

Even so, the bandits were still not flustered.They each drew out their weapons to block the incoming crossbow arrows.

Under the leadership of Yuan Fang, the team built on the basis of the disciples of the two peaks and the righteous arrest of the six sects, did the act of dividing and strangling.And this is also the reason why it is necessary to wait for them all to enter the urn before they can do anything. The bandits are like Buddhist temples, hunting and killing everywhere, they must be scattered everywhere.As a result, the power of the knife bandits was divided, and different courtyards stood on their own, relying on the world-famous crazy "pig rush" method of charging, and nine out of ten of them were cut off.

There were shouts of killing from all directions, and the gangsters were like mice in a bellows, and it was even more difficult to move forward and backward.

One of the sword bandits couldn't avoid it, and fell into the formation of birds and mandarin ducks. He couldn't kill him again and again, and he was already suffering six or seven sword wounds in an instant.

He cried out in pain, but wherever his companion rushed to rescue him, he was still in panic all day long, fleeing like a fly, unable to do four or five steps, but was hacked to death by Zhongyi's chasing knife.

Liu Shengdou really yelled anxiously: "Rush out with me!"

All the knife bandits obeyed the order and broke through to the west with him, but one of them waited calmly.

The man leaned against the mulberry tree. This tree is quite old. It has witnessed all kinds of things in the world and listened to the sound of the Buddha's bell.

Now, it is time to listen to the cries of people dying.

"kill!"

The people blocking the way are very powerful, but they are trapped in a tight siege, and the only way for them to do so is to fight their way out.

Therefore, no need to say anything else, Liu Shengdouzhen and the other seven bandits raised their swords together.

His face was stiff and cold, and he came here without saying a word, holding a knife in his arms.

A fallen leaf fell, and he folded it in his hands. Seeing that the gangsters were already approaching him, his figure suddenly moved, and the blade was drawn out. It was as bright as lightning, and there was a chill in an instant. Air filled the entire courtyard.

Fallen leaves fluttered and fell from his hand. In this instant, the man stepped out, and the light of the saber in his hand turned immediately. It seemed that the world was resting on this saber.

There was a rustling sound of rain, and the blade cut through the raindrops and passed through the air.

The gangsters only felt that there was a flash of lightning flashing in front of their eyes, and when they realized it, there was already a "chi chi" sound in their throats, which was the sound of a cut trachea.

Blood spattered and was washed by the rainstorm. When the fallen leaves fell on the stagnant water, there were already two people in the courtyard.

Yagyu Touma's throat was tight, his whole body was wet, and his head was already buzzing.

Very fast very fast knife.

Among the new generation of Yingzhou Liusheng Jianliu, only those three have such fast knives.
Can I stop it, and how can I stop it?

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In the Chong'an Buddhist Temple, there were swords and swords clashing everywhere, and the scuffle formed a mess.

Cheng Shengji yelled loudly: "Brothers, kill them! Kill all the knife bandits and those wicked bastards!"

His face was flushed, and he was excited to kill. He waved the weapon in his hand and slashed towards the place where the sword bandits gathered.

Although the leader of the Yongkang City Council Zhan and him have different surnames, they are of the same heart. The latter died on the way, and he has always been worried about how he can let these sword bandits go.Not to mention the outrageous things these gangsters committed in Ningzhou Prefecture.

The offensive there was very fast, and the sword bandits were surrounded by heavy siege, so they were all anxious.

Tsukahara Yuer flew forward, cut off half of a righteous bandit with a single knife, and then shouted at his subordinates: "Everyone, get out of me!"

All the bandits rushed to kill one after another, and Cheng Shengji did not show any weakness, and immediately fought with all the righteous arresters and knife bandits.

All of a sudden, the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of swords and rain became continuous.

The noble man was in the backyard of the temple. He was looking out the window at the heavy rain. Although the raindrops splashed and some splashed into the house and wet his clothes, he had no intention of moving.

"Then Nine Thousand Years, is it really going to be chased and killed like this?" He felt a little sad and resentful, and instinctively thought that Nine Thousand Years sent people to hunt him down.

The person behind him didn't answer, nor did he want to help. He just stood in the shadow with his sword in hand, saying nothing.

Suddenly, the latter moved his footsteps, and there was light in his eyes, "Master, someone is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped and jumped out of the window like a civet cat. His toes touched the ground in four or five places, and his figure flew to the gate of the courtyard.

Chu Sheng knocked on the door, but seeing no one responded, he opened the courtyard door carefully.

"Shh!"

There was a cold light on the sword, and it hit Chu Sheng's throat in an instant, and the cold light made Chu Sheng feel goose bumps all over his body.

Swords don't have eyes, so Chu Sheng immediately reported his family name to show that he has no malicious intentions.

After the swordsman heard the name of his gentleman's sword, his eyes flickered slightly. After all, he put the sword back into its sheath, led Chu Sheng to the courtyard, and stopped in front of the door to knock.

"This head of Chu is a righteous man. I have heard of the name of the gentleman's sword in the capital. Let him come in."

An old voice came from inside, the swordsman slightly opened the door and led Chu Sheng into the period.

The house is simple, needless to say; the people in it are handsome and have their own bearing.

After Chu Sheng saluted, he immediately said: "Yingzhou knife bandits have been disturbing our Ningzhou prefecture for some time, that's why we and everyone are here in Chong'an Temple to snipe and kill bandits. I don't know if you are in the temple. Please don't blame me."

After a pause, Chu Sheng said again: "I will lead the people around the house to protect you, so you don't have to worry about it."

"It doesn't matter." The sound of swords and swords could be faintly heard in the rainstorm, but the man's face was calm and unmoving, he just asked in a kind tone: "In the name of the head of Chu, I can trust it, so please explain carefully about this knife bandit incident. "

The horror in Sugiura Onimori's heart is indescribable. They sneaked all the way, how could they be waited for by someone?

In the team, who leaked the news?

But everyone eats and lives together, and no one has changed.
Mr. Tomita all the way.
Thinking of this, Sugiura Onimori shook his head grimly, this is impossible.

The Chong'an Temple was set as the target, and the order was given when all the swordsmen gathered together. Mr. Futian broke all the way early, and they had no way of knowing.

Even if Sugiura Onimori wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure it out, but he also knew one thing, if he didn't use some tricks, people like himself might end up in this small mountain temple.

Turning his eyes around, his eyes suddenly fell on the old host
Carrying the old host outside, there were righteous arresters or disciples running towards him, but Sugiura Onimori hijacked the old host in front, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little bit tied up, no one dared to be the first to make a decision and charge forward.On the surface, this may just be the life and death of an old monk, but no matter how old the monk is, he is also a member of the Buddhist sect. Once the Buddhist sect investigates it, no one can resist it.

Therefore, it was true that Sugiura Guishou captured the pulse gate, and all the way out, he gathered dozens of surviving sword bandits.

Passing by a side courtyard, Sugiura Ghost Shou could see some people moving and rushing to kill him, but he was surrounded by people, so he couldn't go up or down, or left or right.

"kill!"

There were shouts of killing in the courtyard, and Sugiura Guishou slowly moved into the courtyard under the protection of all the sword bandits, and he was surprised to see that this man was already at a dead end.

"Stop!" He yelled loudly in Daxia Mandarin, "Otherwise I'll chop up this old bastard!"

Everyone in the courtyard looked angry, but seeing the long knife resting on the neck of the old abbot, with blood oozing out, they couldn't help turning their eyes to the people outside the courtyard.The latter group was led by Chun Bohou and Zhang Chenyi, who were surrounding the bandits.

"Tsukahara! Hurry up, I've been hit by the ambush, go first!" Sugiura Guishou yelled in Japanese, Yuji Tsukahara laughed loudly, and rushed straight to the protection of the bandits.

Some people were resentful, so they didn't want to give in, and they couldn't help shouting: "Don't let him go, he just killed Pavilion Master Cheng!"

Most of these people were led by Cheng Shengji, so they were full of resentment.But for Chun and Zhang outside, death is worthless, and they naturally would not offend the Buddhist sect for this, in order to drive everyone away.

"How can we let the old host go?" Zhang Chenyi shouted.

Sugiura Guishou looked disdainful, "If we hadn't been tricked, how could we be in such a mess?"

"If you want me to let people go, you have to let me go down the mountain safely!"

Both of them are incapable of doing this.

But Sugiura Onimou couldn't wait for long, and suddenly shouted: "Where is Liu Sheng? I want to see him."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and there was a chaotic fight, who knew who was Liu Shengdouzhen.

Seeing that the Japanese knife was about to cut off the head of the old host, everyone was anxious, but at this moment, suddenly something was thrown towards the Sugiura ghost guard from a distance, and at the same time, a voice sounded like a bell: "This is the It's Toma Yagyu!"

Sugiura Oneshou instinctively went to pick it up, and when he took a closer look, it was Yagyu Toma's head, his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

His heart felt cold for a moment, and he looked up instinctively, but at this moment, there was a person cutting through the air with a knife.

Can't stop. Escape.
Sugiura Onimori sadly discovered that even if he ran away, there was nowhere to escape.

But when he was about to die, another accident happened suddenly, it was like a black shadow suddenly appeared, only the sound of "dang" and golden iron resounded for a long time.

Sugiura Guishouzhi felt as if he was in a dream, but he was lucky enough to withdraw his feet from the gate of hell.

The person who was slashing towards him was clutching his belly and flew out backwards, not to mention being relaxed.

And just as he landed, there was already another cry of killing, resounding through the forest.

How to say something?

That is the praying mantis catching the cicada, and the oriole is behind!

(End of this chapter)