Chapter 36

Yinglong, who had no malice at all, suddenly turned his hand into a dragon claw and took it out to Xie Junhao's heart!

Although Xie Junhao had been on guard for a long time, he was still patted and spat blood at such a close distance!

The old man raised his hand and took a picture of Yinglong, and said coldly, "wanton!"

"A bunch of reptiles, also want to take" nine hills "from my hand?" Ying Long said indifferently, holding a golden book in his hand, while the book in the old man's hand turned into ashes.

The old man shook hands and gave a cool smile: "there are some means."

He raised his hand, and the flying dragon chopping sword fell into his hands, but he didn't put out his sword. Instead, he said softly, "go and find your master."

Xie Junhao came out of the sea with three bloodstains on his chest. He arranged his clothes and looked at Yinglong indifferently. Youyou said, "Yinglong, born the day after tomorrow, is not easy to practice."

"Come and die!"

Ying Long said coldly.

The old man took Ling Yun back to the city, found he Zhang, and said, "you are in charge of the people's escape. I remember that Confucianism has a strategy to deal with the friars' War and the common people."

"Good!"

He Zhang also noticed the changes outside, and immediately ordered people to go down to prepare. Ling Yun stood beside him and looked at the old man: "are there many such things?"

"A lot, but not much." Many, not many. Most of the monks, whether they are gods or immortals, attach great importance to cause and effect, and will not kill people.

Ling Yun frowned, "that Yinglong..."

"The extinction of the dragon people, including Jiaolong, is mainly due to the wanton efforts of various forces." The old man sighed, this is a muddle headed account.

Ling Yun nodded, "it shouldn't be too late. I'll help Mr. He evacuate the people first."

The old man nodded. He stepped out and was already on the sea. Watching Xie Junhao fight Yinglong alone, he had to be on guard against sneak attacks and the safety of the people in the city. It can be said that even if he was fighting, he was tied up. He could only resist, but did not dare to attack.

Mr. Meng frowned. It's not convenient for him to appear now, not only because of Ling Yun, but also for other reasons. If he gets involved in this fight, it's equivalent to the participation of Confucianism. It's not good for the rules. A Book of nine hills can't get these things.

But since the old man is here, I'm afraid these things are in his expectation. How many backhand he has laid down depends on the mentality of these people.

Thinking of this, Mr. Meng wants to see his disciple. He is relieved that he has told Mr. Meng what Ling Yun has done. Mr. Meng feels very happy that Ling Yun can control his killing heart. This is very good. After teaching him for so long, he has only cultivated a great spirit, but he is very dissatisfied.

However, it doesn't matter. When he has the chance to go to Jixia Academy, he will be examined for his knowledge.

Jackdaw's eyes are cold. He is not the one who attacks secretly. The battle of sword repair can't break his heart.

Xie Junhao didn't say a word, but he kept on making his sword. His sword became more fierce and he kept going forward. The dragon family belonged to the water, and the sea was his main battlefield. But he couldn't help it for a short time. The first great monk in the state of tranquility suddenly hit Xie Junhao's vest with a fist. Xie Junhao didn't have to hide and accepted the fist, A sword runs through his head. Yinglong seizes the opportunity to chop off the dragon's claw and clap Xie Junhao to the bottom of the sea. It's freezing!

The great friar was cut in half by Xie Junhao and was taken off by Ying Long!

As the sea changed color, more great friars came, and one of them, a young man in an ordinary gown, fell into the crowd.

Ghost Valley vertical and horizontal sword!

There is only one swordsman in Kyushu!

This is the only one who is qualified to be the founder of Kendo in the future!

As soon as he got to his stop, he had a boundless sword spirit sweeping all over the place, and no one dared to attack him!

The ice on the bottom of the sea gradually broke, "click!"

The ice broke, Xie Junhao broke the ice and came out. He looked at the cold young man with blood on his mouth. His tone was more intimate and relaxed, "elder martial brother."

Ordinary people participate in horizontal maneuvers, in fact, that is, the ghost Valley vertical and horizontal, vertical and horizontal, combined vertical and horizontal, so that everyone in the world is scared!

The black haired young man's sword pointed at Xie Junhao and nodded at the same time!

In the world of Kyushu, Jianzhou Fengqi is the most straightforward and forthright. There is a saying that you can choose Jiansheng or Xie Junhao alone. But if you want them to join hands, you should kneel down and cry for your ancestors. If you can live, no one will laugh at you.

Although the words are vulgar, they prove the strength of both of them!

For thousands of years, there has been a pair of people who are the best at Kendo in Guigu, and they are also very strong. There are people in the world who want to join the gate of Guigu. In recent years, there has been only one, and they have died for no reason.

Ying Long's face changes. The old man is better than wandering in the air. This mysterious ancestor of ghost Valley, who has been running for thousands of years, finally shows his original face this time. He smiles calmly, "who else, please show up if you want to win the nine hills!"

"Old man, no matter who you are! Don't take jiuqiu away from here today A rambling young man sneered that he was standing awkwardly, not upright. He was wearing a red robe and applying rouge and lipstick. He was cold but not masculine.

The old man just turned his hand in the same place, and the world where the young man lived turned upside down. He was pinched in his hand by the old man, and said faintly: "even your elder martial brother, when I see the old man, I have to call him respectfully."

The young man in his hand looks frightened. He is not even their master, but Mr. Guigu, who can make his elder martial brother in awe!

"Before... Before... Ah!"

His body was stripped and his soul was suppressed at the bottom of the sea. But the old man seemed to have done a trivial thing. He clapped his hands and gave a faint smile. His left hand pointed to the sky and his right hand pointed to the ground. His hands stretched out horizontally and rotated in a circle. There were Sanskrit chants and cranes taking off.

In the west, there is a golden Buddha head with hands together. The lotus under the seat is golden and peaceful!

In the East, there are feather robes, embroidered Kyushu mountains and rivers, green lotus at the foot, beyond the world!

In the south, there is a middle-aged man in armour, with a horse in his crotch. He looks up to the sky and roars. He seems to want a horse to step on the world and fight in all directions!

In the north, there is a scholar named Lang Lang, who has made great efforts to build a harmonious society. His family and the world are magnificent, and his righteousness will last forever!

With Liangcheng as the center, the law of heaven and earth is like a prison, gradually stable!

Western Buddha hands together, "Amitabha!"

The sage of Taoism in the East holds the dust and smiles!

In the south, the middle-aged and restless steed in armour, thank you!

The northern scholar, with one hand on his back, said with a smile: "great goodness!"

Mr. Guigu turned his head and looked at Yinglong. The two disciples gathered together and said indifferently: "so, please walk in the world!"

The skill of vertical and horizontal attack lies not only in strategy, but also in swordsmanship. It is not the combination of yin and Yang, but the combination of strength and strength!

Heaven and earth are full of sword Qi, and the sword will soar to the sky, like the meeting of two dragons and the meeting of the sun!

The waters of the four seas are standing, and the clouds of the nine days are drooping!

……

Ling Yun suddenly turns his head and looks up at the sky. It seems that he feels something in his heart. The old man seems to have noticed Ling Yun's eyes and says softly, "child, I'm sorry."

"Set up heaven and earth!" The old man said softly.

The rules of this place are perfect. The great friars who enter into it suddenly fall into the situation. The old man presses Yinglong with one hand, and the four sages join hands to seal Yinglong, break its scales, take its flesh and blood, cut its claws, and break its wings!

"You dare!"

Yinglong shouts, his face is ferocious!

But the small world has been formed, just in the blink of an eye, she wants to resist, it is too late! Ling Yun was in Liangcheng and settled the people. The old man fell beside him. The sword of ghost valley also came down. Later, the sword sage looked at Ling Yun and said, "it's good."

"I'll take you out for a walk?" Asked the old man.

Ling Yun thought about it, shook his head and said, "no, the rules of heaven and earth have changed here. It has become a small world. Should it have other uses?"

"Exchange."

The old man is outspoken and has no intention of concealing Ling Yun.

"For what?" Ling Yun asked.

"The future of life!"

The old man's hands are full of pride. Once the small world becomes a success, he can't leave this world. He may sit here for thousands of years!

The earth suddenly vibrated, Lingyun instantly thought of a lot, "so Zhao song is also a vested interest?"

"Yes

"If something happened to Zhao song, would it have an impact here?"

"Once broken!"

"What's your relationship with my father?"

"Master and apprentice!"

"You're blocking my revenge?"

Ling Yun's eyes are deep, and his heart is full of anger. Standing in front of him, he is his own master. Zhao and Song Dynasties exchange the land of a city for eternal hegemony!

Xie Junhao and Jiansheng want to say nothing but stop talking. The teacher abandoned his personal relationship and considered the overall situation. In fact, how could he be happy in his heart and plan for the well-being of the world? Is the teacher really not tired?

Who doesn't know that the teacher likes the younger martial brother best? Didn't he really think about revenge for the younger martial brother in those years? Then why did he go to heaven and ask Daozu, to discuss Buddhism with Buddha, to discuss Taoism with the most holy teacher, and why did he connive at them in those years and wash the mountain gate at the end of several words.

Everyone in the world can bear the ghost Valley, but everyone in the world can't bear my ghost Valley!

"If you have the ability to break this world, I will not stop you." The old man smiles and wants to pat Ling Yun on the shoulder, but Ling Yun steps back.

The donkey rider came slowly, rubbed Ling Yun's head, and said gently, "son, come with me to the school."

"There are many great powers in Kyushu. This is Nanye Prefecture. It's also a struggle between many countries. Since the emperor of Zhao and song was afraid of great achievements, I would watch him lose his reputation. Zhao and song are still here, but it's in my hands!" His left eye is deep, and poisonous snakes spit out letters; Right eye desolate, hungry tiger plate feed, to eat blood and bone!

Ling Yun raised his hand and opened Mr. Meng's, "can I take some people away?"

"There's a price to pay." Mr. Meng said instead of Mr. Guigu.

Ling Yun suddenly turned his head, "good!"

He didn't ask what the price was, and he didn't want to ask. He felt very aggrieved. He was very clever. How could he not guess the identity of Mr. Meng, but so what?

I think the closest husband will not help me; His father's husband, his teacher, will not help him. What's the overall situation of the world, what's the welfare of the people? Under such a situation, can't he bear the slightest hatred of Lingyun?

Since he can't destroy Zhao song, he can hold Zhao song in his hand and overhead the imperial power!

……

"It's cruel to him."

Mr. Meng said anxiously that Ling Yun's killing heart was the heaviest he had ever seen. Years of teaching only made him learn to hide, but he didn't eliminate any of it.

Mr. Guigu was silent and said lightly, "let's go back to you."

He went to the old house in the east city and sat in the yard. The river of time appeared before his eyes. It was all the experiences of Ling Yun when he was a child. In fact, all the hatred had been buried in the heart of this precocious child for a long time. His father died miserably, and his adoptive father's family was destroyed, which became the torch to ignite the flame of hatred.

"How can I hate it if I don't see it with my own eyes?"

Mr. Guigu said quietly, and hummed softly, "Zhao song, it's time to change the emperor."