Chapter 149: Confrontation

As soon as Sekong opened his mouth, Chu Xiwei took a step back in a fun way.
It takes a bit of glance to live in the world, as the saying goes, "It's hard to break the housework", although it is not very appropriate between Sekong and Zhao Bingmo, there is indeed no room for outsiders to intervene. Chu Xiwei figured this out, and then he simply escaped from it, standing in a position not far away, not only missed their every move, but also ensured that Zhao Bing Moth would not take the opportunity to withdraw from his control.
Although the roof was covered with tight tiles, the was slightly slippery, and the blind old monk stood on it as steady as a rock. He said to Zhao Bingmo: "Amitabha. Lord Zhao, it's time to stop. "
"Old bald donkey, these" Amitabha "ghost words would never be told to me again. I was so obsessed with Zhao Bingmo that I was not aware of the Buddha. No matter how many Buddhas you talked about, it was just a headache for me." , The figure turned, and in the next moment forced to the front of Sekong, taking advantage of the opportunity to ask softly, "Hellian is dead?"
During the talk, the machete chopped against the side of the neck against the wind. Although Sekong's eyes were not visible but his ears were spirited, his right arm was marked with a big hole to stop the poisonous blood, and he raised his left hand to pull her knife away. "Ling Lili's blade took advantage of the situation, and at the same time, he turned sideways in the wrong foot, throwing Zhao Bingmo away.
The moment passed by, the old monk's lips twitched and the ear heard: "Not dead, escape."
Zhao Bingmo's eyes suddenly froze.
As the saying goes, "Snake is not dead, but victimized." Zhao Bingmo made up his mind to clean up Helian Yu. Naturally, she decided to cut the grass and eliminate the roots, but she did not expect that she had done so many deployments, or she was a trick.
"Waste!" With a cold snort, Zhao Bing Mo got angry from the heart, and was forced to blow his whistle, but the old monk's fist had been chased, forcing her to change her palm to take the punch.
The palms of the hands are against each other, the rigidity and the inner strength are deadlocked, and the color space whispers: "Helian Yu is not dead, there must be a back hand. Rather than staying here and rejuvenating the casualties, you should quickly withdraw and retreat to avoid losing both ends. "
"You're right." Zhao Bingmo sneered. "But I've always been ... I don't look back when I hit the south wall. I can't cry when I see the coffin."
The two of you are coming and going on the roof, Chuxi slightly pressed in the back, quiet as a chicken, and quickly glanced across the battle below.
The battle conditions of the martial arts field inside the wall have basically been brought under control. More than half of the Baekdo people were killed and injured. Most of the people who could still catch their breath were won. The remaining few are still fighting, but it will not be long.
In contrast, there will be more tigers out there. The flames of war extended all the way from the temple gate to the Yanwuchang field. Chu Xiwei stood high and looked far away. As far as his eyes were concerned, the entire Wuxiang Temple was chaotically cooked into a pot of porridge. Many courtyards ignited the fire, and the black and white were under the wall. The former soldiers met. Although something happened suddenly this time, fortunately, the methods deployed before were also pulled out. Although Bai Dao had casualties but did not touch the root, at this time the power was crushed and anxious.
At this moment, the color flew up suddenly, hitting Zhao Bing Mo Tian Tian like a Taishan pressure.
Zhao Bingmo, fighting with Sekong, naturally did not dare to be slow at all. At this time, he did not panic. The scimitar crossed a treacherous mark, blocking the punch of Sekong from the bottom, snorting, and surrounding tiles The film shattered, and she stepped back and forth while attaching her inner strength to her feet. She shattered her tiles and shoved her head towards Sekong. She also seized this opportunity to gather her breath in her throat and shouted, "Who dares to act lightly, I killed all of them so that I could not stay alive in Yanwuchang! "
Her voice contained internal force, and when she bumped into her ear, it was like an ice cone stuck in. She suddenly tingled in her brain, and the few who were close and shallow vomited blood on the spot. When he came down, whether he was obedient or angry, he pressed the action first.
Although Chu Xiwei was close to Sekong, both of them were of great skill. This magic sound pierced their ears and did not shake them. Sekong's ear heard the pretence of calmness from the noisy fighting to the mixed whispers, sigh After a breath, he said, "Master Zhao, how are you going?"
Zhao Bingmo's eyes fell upon him: "You break your arm, and then tell them to retreat a way, let me take someone to evacuate."
Chu Xi frowned slightly, and with his current experience, he could naturally hear that Zhao Bingmo was not kidding, and even contained unspeakable annoyance.
Sekong did n’t know if he had become a muddy bodhisattva who was not angry at the moment, but just said: "The skin of the body, as far as Buddhist disciples are concerned, is just a stinky skin. Zhao Shizhu wanted it, he could naturally take it, just This retreat is not something that Lao Qun can do alone. "
"Is it what you said, or are you reluctant to take this responsibility?" With a sneer, Zhao Bingmo turned his attention to everyone outside the court, "Well, how do you decide?"
The words of her appropriateness are also exerted on the internal force. People who are closer to the outside of the field can really hear them. From word to word, most of the people who should know have already heard.
As soon as this remark came out, the Baekdo people scolded
the temptress rampantly
, hoping to copy the knife to let her lie on the spot immediately, but the blade just came out, but someone was faster than them-a newly cut arm from the courtyard Throwing it out behind the wall, it hit a man's head in a sudden.
"I'm threatening you, not doing business with you." Zhao Bingmo raised his mouth and looked at the people who were controlled in the Yanwuchang, with a sarcasm, "What should I do? Those of you so-called seniors, The face of right and evil is more important than your life, hate it or not? "
When an older man opened his mouth, he scolded: "Witches don't have to say anything! Like you, a cruel poisonous woman, I just hate the fact that you didn't kill you early and created today's scourge! Finally, God has eyes, and now teaches you to break Zi Ju ... "
Before he finished speaking, he was heavily kicked behind his back. The man was stepped on his face and pressed on the ground, but his eyes just saw his horrified son.
Beside them, in addition to the corpses, the baidao left-behind personnel were detained like prisoners on the execution ground. In the face of tension now, some people are full of resentment and unyielding, while others are eager to survive.
His son did not reach the weak championship this year. He followed him to the Wulin General Assembly for a long time, but he did not expect to be robbed. The gods have no gods now. Seeing his father, he finally could n’t help crying:
Father! I Don't die! I, I miss home! I miss my mother! "
The cry was like a hammer breaking open a cracked walnut shell, revealing the inside or white or black flesh. The room was noisy for a while, and the crying and scolding were endless.
"You don't have to control us! It's my mission to eliminate Demon Guard Road, don't let these demon demon leave!"
"Don't do it! I don't want to die!"
"Let the tiger return to the mountain, endless troubles! Don't hesitate, let's do it!"
"No! Please, help!"
"..."
A louder voice than a cry, besides crying and shouting, was mixed with mutual rebuke and scolding. Such a messy voice made people more difficult to choose.
Chivalry, morality, which is more important?
The overall picture, personal feelings, which one is right?
Zhao Bingmo laughed, and the haze on her face seemed to be dissipated by this cry, looked down at the struggling man, and said: "I remember you, Wushuang sent Feng Ruogu Feng Fengxia, I was pregnant I was pregnant for nine cold days. Seeing you passing by, I begged you for help. Unfortunately, you are not only not saving me, but also killing me on the spot ... You were not able to kill me at that time, but Ever thought there would be today? "
When the words came out, everyone was in an uproar. The people in the Bai Dao believed in justice and never regarded their reputation as more important than their lives. At this time, Feng Ruogu was exposed by Zhao Bing Mo. Waffle! "
"Hu Yan or the truth, I'm not justifying you for your sympathy, it's just ..." Suddenly, Zhao Bingmo sneered, "It's only you that I deserve to be a son of a son, but I thought about your own son But today? "
Before the words fell, a killer got the order and waved the knife to the frightened boy. When I saw it, I would cut my head with a knife, Chu Xi's brow wrinkled, lifted a broken tile under his foot and split the wind, and at the moment when the blade was cutting the skin, it had hit the murderer's head. , Only cut a blood skin.
"Sin is not as good as innocent, but as bad as women and children." Chu Xiwei looked at Zhao Bingmo coldly and said coldly, "Senior Zhao, don't go too far."
Zhao Bingmo didn't expect that he would try to block, and immediately smiled: "Okay."
Before he could speak, the killer who stepped on Feng Ruogu lifted his foot and stepped on it. This time, he stepped on the neck. He only heard a "click", and his neck bone broke, and the person died on the spot.
The teenager was shocked and saw the death of his father. He cried and cried for a time, and Sisi was flowing. The venue was quiet, and the people outside were panic-stricken.
Qu Jin spoke on behalf of the crowd outside the venue: "Stop it! Zhao Bingmo, what you just said, can you really do it?"
"Empty an arm, you make a way, I let these people go, and said to do it!" Zhao Bing Mo held a knife flower, said coldly, "I don't have much patience, don't you think about procrastinating, Make a decision quickly. "
There was a lot of discussion outside for a while. Some of them were filled with righteous indignation and looked forward to the latter. They were so noisy that Chu Xiwei stood on the rooftop, as if listening to a farce that was nothing but a laugh.
Zhao Bingmo looked at Sekong with a sneered tone: "Old bald donkey, I just hate your eyes too early to be blind, otherwise you will see these mortal beings with your own eyes and don't know how good it should be!"
Chu Xiwei was shocked. Master Sekong Sekong retired for many years, and blindness is now well known. There are still articles in it.
However, Sekong was referred to an old injury, and he used only one hand to caress his eyes, saying: "Seeing and not seeing, yes or no, open-minded, everything is average."
Chu Xiwei frowned, raising his energy to gather the internal force into a line, and said: "Senior Zhao, no matter what private enmity you have with the Zen master, this is not the time to resolve these. Helian Yu is not dead, you have moved away again. Scorpio, now these people may be out of your control at any time, beware of being hurt by the double-edged sword. "
Zhao Bingmo smiled lightly, but did not answer. Fortunately, the crowd finally made up their minds, and reluctantly suppressed the disagreement. Qu Jin said: "Okay! We can leave the temple free, but I will never agree with the arm of the Zen Master. You don't need to mention it! "
"Then it's impossible to talk?" Zhao Bingmo refused to give in. She looked straight at Sekong. "Old bald donkey, Buddha is willing to feed the eagle. Would you like to give an arm today to save these fellows? Ken, I recognized your name as "West Buddha"; if you refused, you might as well stand still and avoid pretending to be compassionate, so that you have a true disposition! "
This time she didn't use her internal force, spoke lightly, and was shattered by the wind as soon as she made a sound. If it weren't for Chu Wei's strength, she could hardly hear what she said.
Sekong naturally also heard clearly.
Zhao Bingmo's eyes fell on him, and he didn't move away for a moment. Time seemed extremely long at this moment, although it was only a short breath.
"Amitabha, Shanzai Shanzai!"
At the sound of the Buddha, the old monk rubbed his palm with his left hand to form a knife, and he did not hesitate toward the tribe of his right elbow. Zhao Bingmo's constant sneering expression finally burst, she suddenly changed color, her lips were pale and she lost all her blood at this moment.
Chu Xiwei was close, and the Sekong Buddha was not good when he first started. Immediately when he lifted his hand, even the long sword of the sheath was pointed towards Sekong ’s left hand. However, the old monk had prevented him from blocking it. The knife eyes will cut the joints!
Between the electric light and the flint, a voice suddenly sounded: "Slow!"