Vol 2 Chapter 184: Battle of life and death

The battle between the dead leaves and the laughter and the evil had a temporary passage with the defeat of the laughter.

Both the evil and the smiling tigers are lying on the ground, with blood on their mouths, and their weapons are scattered on one side. The two men were panting at this moment, and they were embarrassed and no longer had the domineering look.

They still underestimated the strength of the dead leaves, and found out that even if they add a person, they may not be the opponents of the dead leaves. What the real world of the old monk can't see.

Seeing that the laughter and the evil are defeated, Jin Yang and others are naturally ecstatic. Originally, they just took three people to fight and can take their and leave, but Jinyang refused to live and die.

Jin Yang remembers that his father Jin Muyun once told him that the dead leaves were the ones. Jin Muyun saved the dead leaves, and the dead leaves gave him a special bead for his birthday when he was a child, and promised to see the beads in the future. I, no matter what the dead leaves will help each other, I have been carrying this bead since childhood, just in case I need help one day, I can help the dead leaves in time.

Legend has it that the dead leaves have once entered the real ancient Wu world to achieve the master of the virtual world. The virtual world is not in the pseudo-guwu world, but in the semi-ancient world, it has become a top-ranking master.

In the semi-ancient world, the number of people who can reach the virtual world is not the number of slaps, so with the help of dead leaves, Jinyang does not have to fear the laughter in the district, so there is no need to go, he even thinks Let the dead leaves kill these two hateful guys to avenge the Jinwumen disciples who died under the two men, and at the same time, they can go back and rescue Shi Bingying.

For Shi Bingying, it is the only girl in Jinyang who has made him care.

"Amitabha. Sin, sin." The dead leaves clasped together, and they screamed at the Buddha in a smile. "The two donors are offended, let's go."

"What, let them go? Master, can't let them go, help me kill them." Jin Yang first jumped out and rushed to the big channel.

The dead leaves looked at Jinyang and saw the Buddha beads hanging on the neck of Jinyang. They immediately said: "I must be the donor of Jin Shao."

"Yeah, yeah, Master Ye, I am Jin Yang, the son of Jin Muyun. I often listen to my father and talk about you. I have always admired you. I didn't expect to see the master honor today. I am so happy." Excited, "Master, can't let them go, they kill a lot of us, they must pay for their blood."

The remaining three Jinwumen people listened to their young masters and talked to the dead leaves. They were immediately pleasantly surprised. It turned out to be an old man. It’s no wonder that the young master refused to go. There is such a master of cattle P, still afraid. What a bird's smile is a must.

"Yes master, kill them, and avenge the people of Jinwumen." The three men immediately rushed over, echoed Jinyang persuasion, and cast a hateful and grudged look at the laughter on the floor.

"Amitabha, the family is compassionate, the old man decided to let them go, but also forget the gold donors." The dead leaves insisted on the belief of "Buddha" and insisted on laughing and laughing.

Jin Yang and others were anxious and helpless. The old monk was too stubborn. They smashed their mouths, so they couldn’t let the dead leaves change their minds. They were so angry that they almost didn’t vomit blood.

"Old monk, you spared our life, thank you." The evil first stood up, and after finding his own weapon, he only gave a hard and a thankful message.

"The donor, I hope that you will not kill in the future, otherwise, there will be more than one day of unrighteousness." The dead leaves are very kindly reminded.

The evil day is in my heart, and your old vulture head is caught by the door. Less killing? Hey, Laozi’s brain is not caught by the door.

"Amitabha." The smiling face tiger stood up with trepidation. He learned the monk's appearance. He sang a Buddha's voice with one hand, and his voice was a little trembling. Looking at him like that, the injury seemed to be heavier than the evil. "The master is not afraid. I am sorghum, compassionate, and the sacred world of sorrow and grievances makes me and other vulgar people unattainable. The master’s grace today is always eternal and great. The master’s teaching today, I also keep in mind, and then set the time. Remind yourself with the words of the master, create less and kill, and benefit the world."

"Amitabha, great good. The donor is a man of great wisdom and great wisdom, and he is grateful." The dead leaf Buddha responded, and his face was very gratified for the lost face of the smiling tiger. He also made a point for my Buddha, and his merits were infinite.

The evil day is sneer in the back, this old vulture is estimated to be in the temple for more than ten years, and the chanting like a nerd all day long, Nima chanting is stupid, even the human heart is unclear. It is. Can you believe if you smile?

"Master, I have no reward for your forgiveness and teachings. Please accept me as a laity." Speaking, the face of the smiling face is awe-inspiring, and with a sincere heartfelt "plop", he fell to the ground. At the same time, his hands are high, and as the upper body bows low, his hand is on the ground, and his nose is almost attached to the dust on the ground. This is really a big gift.

"Amitabha, sinned, the lord is so lavish, the old man is smashed, please pick up." The dead leaves hurried forward, and both hands stretched out and grabbed the smiling tiger's arms to lift him up.

"There is a master of labor." The smiling face of the tiger's mouth showed a strange smile. The hand suddenly turned over and grabbed the hand of the dead leaf. The sleeve suddenly moved, and a red shadow came out.

"Master is careful!" Jin Yang and others who have been paying attention to this side are screaming loudly, but it is too late.

"Ah!" The hand of the dead leaf was bitten by something. The pain was like an electric shock, which immediately twitched every painful nerve in his body, causing him to scream. He hasn't reacted to what's going on, the fierce winds on his head swept over, and the sinful days seemed to have this moment, so his well-prepared palms came to the head of the dead leaves.

The evils are fierce, the speed is as fast as lightning, and the hands of dead leaves are still caught by the smiling face. In a critical moment, he can only work hard to open the smiling face tiger, and in the time when he laughs and slaps the face, the fierce one is already close. In front of you.

Dead leaves can no longer be evaded, only to meet.

"boom."

The two palms were on the bang, and the sinister days were bombarded, but the dead leaves rushed to meet, making the empty doors below open.

"Oh.", the smiling face tiger that had been prepared from the palm of the dead leaf from the bottom, flew out the dead leaves.

"Master." The sudden change made Jin Yang and other people change their faces and yelled at the dead leaves in horror.

"Hey, a few of you can go to die." The evil screams out of the angry roar that was stunned by the dead leaves, and the flute in his hand flew out and hit Jinyang and others.

"Oh." When the flute was about to bombard the head of Jinyang, a string of beads flew over to deflect the flute and flew in the other direction.

"Ah-." A scream rang, and a person next to Jinyang fell into a pool of blood, and the flute that flew directly blew the man's head out of a blood hole.

Seeing that the deceased died on his side, Jin Yang was shocked by a cold sweat and his back was straight and numb. At this moment, he finally realized the terrible between the life and death, and also felt the terrible laughter. They want to kill these few people, it is simply too simple.

"Amitabha, sinned." The dead leaves looked at the dead, the grief and sorrow of the face, although this person was not killed by him, but indirectly he killed him. If he did not beat the flute, the person would not die. Only Jin Yang must die.

More than a decade ago, when he closed the Buddha, he made an oath in front of the Buddha. From then on, he no longer murdered.

"Hehehe, Master, it seems that today is doomed to die, you see, even the Lord Buddha has let you kill. Hehehe." Smiley tiger is the look of that smile.

"You, you!" Now, the dead leaves see the smiling face of the face, the seemingly kind face is too angry, he did not expect this guy to use such a means to conceal him. Perhaps it was anxious to attack, his throat was tight, and a "squeaky" sound, a blood spurted out, the blood actually with some black.

"Master, don't you worry?" Jin Yang is worried. He doesn't care much about the dead leaves. He is worried that if the dead leaves are not working, they will be finished, and only die in the hands of laughter and evil.

"Golden less donors, old man, old man may not work, you are going, I block them." The dead leaves know better than anyone else, he is poisoned, and it is still a unique poison in the semi-ancient martial art school. Poison can see the blood seal throat, three seconds will fall. But the dead leaves are deep, and they will still be able to speak for a while. But if you don't detoxify in time, it will be a matter of time.

"There is a master of labor, and the Lord is leaving us." Jin Yang has not spoken yet, and the remaining two men immediately rushed up and dragged Jinyang to sneak into the darkness behind him.

"Want to go, it's not that easy." The sinful screams screamed and flew up. They had to catch up. Just in midair, a string of beads flew toward him, forcing him to stop chasing and falling from the sky. Open the attack of the beads.

"Old evil, we teamed up to kill the old vultures and then chase them." The smiling face tiger rushed to the side of the evil.

"Okay, go!" The two yelled at the same time and rushed to the dead leaves.

"Amitabha, good and good, since you are obsessed with two sorrows, Hugh blame the old man to recreate and murder. Prajna meditation!" At this moment, the bitter leaves are not reserved, and the prajna, the first palm of the Buddha’s first palm, is displayed. The fighting is together.

It is a pity that it is too late to wake up the dead leaves. He is now injured and poisoned. Prajna’s Zen palm can’t play the power of one tenth of it, but it’s just like playing with a smile. .

And with the passage of time, with the development of toxicity, the reaction of dead leaves is becoming more and more dull, the palm is getting slower and slower, and the speed is gradually falling behind the laughter.

Seeing that this side gradually occupied the upper hand, the sinister day "hit" hit the palm of the game and attacked, the palm of the shadows and the shadows intertwined, recruiting fierce and fierce. ,

"Ha ha ha, old vulture, this is the end of your nosy, now your Buddha can not save you."

The dead leaves also know that this will not continue. He can't afford it. He must reverse the situation as soon as possible. At least he and the two will lose both sides, so that they can't afford to chase Jinyang and others, so that he can be seen at the last moment of seeing the Buddha. Reported the life-saving grace of Jin Muyun, the master of Jinwumen.

I can't think of the first battle that came out this time, but it became his life and death battle.

"Big - sorrow - palm!" The dead leaves violently burst into flames, as if burning the last power, a palm with an earth-shattering momentum, with compassionate feelings of the world, screaming toward the face.

"Not good, old evil will help me." The face of the smiling face changed greatly. The speed of this palm is inevitable. The power is not that he can hardly pick it up, but he has no way to do it. It is death, so he must pick it up with a hard scalp.

"Boom."

The two palms are facing each other, not the sound of "squeaky", but the roar of the shells, which is the roar of the bombardment.

The dead leaves thought that this palm smiley face tiger couldn’t catch it anyway, but he caught it. It turned out that the back of the evil day was very tacitly matched with the smiling face tiger. At this time, the three people looked like the palm of the smiling face and the dead leaves. The two sides of the back are pressed against the smiling face of the tiger, and the internal force is continuously sent out to help the smiling face tiger.

Under this circumstance, the three people have changed from the tactics of the recent moves to the competition of internal forces. The internal strengths that have been emanate from them have made the wind whistling and fleeing.

"Hey, old vulture, I see how long you can hold on." The bitter teeth screamed and smiled, although his face gradually became pale and his sweat fell on his forehead, but he firmly believed that the winner would belong to them, because at this time the leaves of the dead leaves In the nostrils, including black blood in the eyes, the poison on the dead leaves has invaded his body deeper and deeper.

"Old evil, don't talk, he can't hold on for a long time, use hard." The smiling face tiger is also pale, sweat drops, but still bite his teeth, and constantly bombard the internal forces.

At this time, it depends on who can stick to the end.

"Oh, oh yeah..." The three men competed in the critical moment, and in the darkness of the distance came a rush of footsteps. Soon, a sly figure limped from the darkness. Come over. Obviously, he has been injured.

When the man rushed here, he saw the wind in front of him, flying sand and stone, and immediately stopped his footsteps. He looked at it here, his face was a glimpse first, then he laughed happily.

"Hahaha, laughing at the two dogs, you two don't think that Laozi is still dead. Today, Laozi will send you to the West and avenge my Jinwumen."

This person is a Jinwumen person. He used to fight in a battle with laughter and evil. Who knows that his life is big, he just passed out. After a while, he woke up, and this was awkward. Escaped to this side, what he did not expect was that the laughter and the evil were intercepted by an old monk, and the two sides were competing for internal strength. He is a warrior, and he knows very well that if there is an external force that interferes with one party when competing for internal forces, then the party that is disturbed is quite dangerous.

What's more, looking at the situation on both sides, it seems that they have reached the most critical moment. At this time, he has to insert a hand, and the laughter and the evil will definitely die. Killing the famous laughter and evil spirits, he is not only a great achievement, but also a great reputation.

Thinking of this, he urged all the remaining internal strength in the body, screaming wildly and screaming at the laughter.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion.

"Oh wow--." Then there was a fierce scream. This man did not even touch the clothes of laughter and sorrow. ~EbookFREE.me~The air waves formed by the internal strength of the two sides flew out of the air one meter away. His body fluttered like a sky. The fallen leaves were blown up by the wind in the black night sky, and then the sound of "砰" landed.

"Do not be self-sufficient. Look for death!" The evil heart is cold and disdainful.

However, what is surprising is that although the man's blood is pouring out of his mouth, his body is still twitching. His life is really small enough, still not dead.

Struggling on the ground for a while, he actually crawled a few meters forward, dragging a wet road behind him.

"Hey."

Just then, the steady and rhythmic footsteps in front of him sounded. Under the dim light, a long figure first appeared on the ground, then the shadow continued to shorten, and the man walked under the light.

A pretty military uniform, a young face, a cold face.

The British is aggressive and powerful. Perhaps only these eight words can describe the spirit of this young man.