People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

"Master is compassionate, why do you want to burn this young master to death? I think this young master looks like a talented person, not a bad guy."

Shangguan Haitang glanced at Duan Yu and said to Jiumozhi.

"It turns out that the two benefactors also came here for Mr. Duan. To be honest, the young monk once promised old benefactor Murong something. Now that he has passed away, only Mr. Duan can help the young monk complete this matter. But this is Mr. Duan is a bit pedantic, so the young monk can only send him to see old benefactor Murong."

Jiumozhi said slowly.

"Master, are you planning to kill?"

Shangguan Haitang said bluntly.

"Killing is life-saving. I don't know how many disasters Mr. Duan will experience in the future if he is alive. If he is lucky enough to survive today, he may regret that he did not die in the hands of the monk today."

Jiumozhi said sophistry.

"Master, who can say for sure what will happen from now on? Maybe this young master will enjoy endless happiness in the future."

Shangguan Haitang smiled slightly and said.

"You two gentlemen, please save me. This is an evil monk who does all kinds of evil. He held me hostage and now he wants to burn me to death."

Duan Yu saw two young men appearing, and they seemed to have very strong martial arts skills, so he immediately called for help.

Shangguan Haitang has always been a woman disguised as a man, so Duan Yu didn't notice it.

"Don't worry, young master, we will definitely rescue you."

Shangguan Haitang said to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu is the only son of Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun. He is the only one directly related to the Dali royal family, and he will definitely inherit the throne of Dali in the future.

Although Dali is only a small country, it is still a country after all, and its geographical location is close to the Song Dynasty, so it is destined to be a very important strategic location.

If Duan Yu can be saved, the relationship between Dali and Daming can be brought closer.

Jiumozhi looked at Shangguan Haitang and Gui Hai with a sword, chuckled, and said: "Two donors, do you want to steal someone from the young monk?"

"Master, Buddhists say, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Shangguan Haitang's face straightened: "Now that we have met him, we will naturally not watch this young master perished in the sea of ​​fire."

Jiumozhi heard this and said Amitabha, and then said: "The two donors are really kind-hearted people, but it is a pity that the young monk cannot fulfill your agreement with the old donor Murong."

"Humph!"

Gui Hai Yi Dao snorted coldly and said in a rough voice: "Since you won't let me go, I'll beat you until I let you go."

Swish!

The bloody sword in Gui Hai's hand was unsheathed, and a ray of light lit up.

A twenty-meter-long sword struck towards Jiumozhi.

"Good work, donor!"

Jiumozhi smiled slightly and praised.

After all, Jiumozhi is a half-step grand master, and he is only one step away from the grand master. According to the original plot, he broke through to the Grand Master realm only after he obtained the Small Wuxiang Kung Fu.

He could see through Gui Hai Yida's strength at a glance.

"It's just a pity that I met the little monk!"

Jiumozhi shook his head slightly, then took a step forward with his right foot, and then swung out his right palm.

A golden palm print flew out, defeating the powerful and heavy sword of Gui Hai.

The golden palm print did not stop, and then flew towards Guihai with a knife.

Gui Hai blocked the sweat-blooded sword in front of him with a sword strike. With a bang, he was knocked back dozens of steps.

"what?"

Gui Hai Yi Dao's expression changed drastically. Jiumozhi's martial arts was actually so high. Not only was his attack easily neutralized, but he was repelled and suffered internal injuries.

"Vajra Palm!"

Shangguan Haitang narrowed his eyes and recognized the origin of Jiumozhi's technique.

But she felt strange in her heart. This powerful Vajra Palm was a technique from the Shaolin Temple, and Jiumozhi was a Tubo monk. Where did he learn it from?

Moreover, she saw that Jiumozhi was very skilled in using it, and it seemed that he had at least several years of skill.

"Master has great martial arts skills. Let me learn your master's tricks today!"

Gui Hai Yi Dao's eyes were focused, and regardless of the internal injuries he suffered, his whole body's energy surged, preparing to attack again.

It's rare to meet a half-step great master, it's hard to find.

brush!

The sword flashes!

With his sword, Gui Hai rushed towards Jiumozhi like a tiger. With a flick of his wrist, the blade cut through the air with incomparable sharpness.

Guihai Yida made his move this time with all his strength.

He knew very well that Jiumozhi's strength was far above him. If he didn't try his best, he would have no chance at all.

"Amitabha!"

Jiumozhi put his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

As soon as the voice fell, Jiumozhi's eyes were focused, and he waved out his right palm, the same powerful Vajra Palm, to meet the blade of Guihai's sword.

boom!

The two forces collided in the air and made a loud noise.

Humhhhhhh! ! !

Gui Hai Yi Dao was thrown away, and he stabilized his figure in the air. After landing, he still took more than ten steps back, and a trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Looking back, Jiumozhi just took a slight step back and made a judgment.

"Master is really good at it!"

Shangguan Haitang was not surprised when he saw Gui Hai's defeat. After all, he knew that even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be Jiumozhi's opponent.

Jiumozhi was about to leave the two of them behind, but at this moment, Shangguan Haitang fired a hidden weapon at him.

Jiumozhi didn't force it, and he didn't dare to bet on whether the hidden weapon was poisonous. When he dodged, Shangguan Haitang and Gui Haiyidao had a tacit agreement to lift the other, and flew down to the boat. They held up the bamboo poles and quickly of leaving.

When Jiumozhi saw this scene, his face suddenly darkened.

However, he had no other ships here, so he could only watch them leave.

On the boat, Abi went to Shangguan Haitang and Guihai to thank them for saving their lives.

"Duan Yu, from Dali, would like to thank you both for your life-saving grace."

Duan Yu said with cupped fists.

"You're welcome, Mr. Duan."

Shangguan Haitang said with a smile.

"Sister Abi, where are we going now? That evil monk will definitely not give up. If we go back, I'm afraid he will find us soon."

Duan Yu looked at Abi and said to Abi.

Abi frowned and said helplessly: "It seems that we can only go to my uncle's wife to hide for a few days."

"Who is my uncle?"

Duan Yu asked curiously.

"She is my young master's aunt."

Abi explained: "It's just that my uncle has a bad temper and won't let outsiders enter her village. Even when we entered, we sneaked in secretly."

Duan Yu immediately said: "Then let's go quickly."

Compared with Jiumozhi, in his eyes, no one is worse than him.

Shangguan Haitang and Gui Hai looked at each other. They didn't expect that the famous Murong family in the world would be so weak.

They didn't see many disciples of the Murong family when they came in this time, and even the guards they encountered were very few. Such strength was not even as good as that of ordinary merchant families.

This situation is so abnormal. They don't believe that the Murong family can be so weak. There must be something they don't know about.