nyslfriends Chapter 173 Which Senior Master Made A Secret Move?
Chapter 173 Which Senior Master Made A Secret Move?
"Amitabha!"
The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "We have agreed on three tricks! The poor monk stands here and does not move, and you can attack three times! After three times, if the poor monk is safe and sound, then the poor monk has won! Otherwise, you have won!"
There was an uproar!
"Standing still, let Old Swordsman make a move?"
"Does this old monk want to die? The sword old man is holding the divine sword, and his strength is catching up with the master! Even the Emperor Daxue didn't dare to face his divine sword. How dare this old monk?"
"That's right! Although the Grandmaster is powerful, he can't hold the Excalibur!"
"This old monk is too big!"
Jiansou narrowed his eyes, he felt that things were not that simple.
"What about winning, what about losing?"
The old monk said: "If you win, the poor monk will immediately get out of the way, and you can do whatever you want, and the poor monk will not care anymore! But if the poor monk wins by chance, you can go back! At the same time, Lord Jiansou converted to my Buddha, and went back with the poor monk to eat fast and chant Buddha!"
"This is what you mean by good fate?" General Rengong shouted: "If you win, you will give us what should belong to us. If you lose, not only will you get nothing, but you will also have Senior Jiansou accompany you back to become a monk. How can you do that?" Shameless then?"
"It's really a great good fate!" The old monk said with compassion on his face, "It's okay for the sword old benefactor to win. If he loses, he still has the opportunity to listen to the Dharma at a close distance. Isn't it kind?"
"Hey! You old bald donkey!" General Rengong rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.
General Tiangong and Digong held him back: "Third brother, calm down, you can't beat him, be careful that he catches you back and becomes a monk!"
After hearing this, the general Rengong calmed down instantly.
However, he glared at this shameless monk together with other big summer masters.
Jiansou did not respond, and said in a calm tone: "Master, you really think highly of me!"
"Of course I can afford it! Under the Grandmaster, you are number one!" said the old monk.
"What if the old man doesn't agree?" Jiansou asked.
"If you don't agree, you'd better lead your troops and leave! Otherwise, the poor monk will not let you continue to harm the people of Dafeng, Amitabha!" The old monk said with compassion.
Everyone in Da Xia looked at each other in blank dismay, they finally got here, if they just leave here, how could they be reconciled?
But let's bet, it's okay if you win, but if you lose, Jiansou won't be able to come back!
Jiansou is the most powerful man in Great Xia, he can fight against the master with a divine sword, and his power shakes the kingdoms!
If he can't come back, Daxia will lose a super strong man!
Can Hui bear this loss?
Thinking about it carefully, the monk dared to raise this condition, not to mention that he was absolutely sure, at least he was more than 80% sure.
So, everyone made a very sensible choice...
"Senior Jiansou, I can't agree!"
"We can't take this risk!"
"It's a big deal to go back home, His Majesty will not blame us!"
Jiansou also felt that he couldn't gamble.
These Buddhist people have always been insidious and cunning, who knows what tricks they are playing secretly?
In the past, he was a loner, and he didn't have a few years to live, so it didn't matter whether he gambled or not.
But now, he is already a member of Daxia, and his master is still the emperor of Daxia, so he is very heavy on him.
And his strength is also crucial to the development of Great Xia.
So, never take any chances!
It is better to earn less than to lose money!
Just as he was about to refuse, the old monk said again: "Benefactor, in fact, you still have a choice!"
"What choice?" Sword Old Man asked.
"Before, because of Master Three Idiots, our Buddhist sect owed you a favor! If you lose, you can use this favor to offset, and the swordsman don't have to follow the poor monk back to become a monk. Wouldn't everyone be happy? Amitabha!"
Jiansou narrowed his eyes slightly, he felt that this was the real purpose of the old monk.
Buddhism owes his master a favor, which is nothing at all.
But now that the two sides are fighting against each other, this favor is like a stick in the throat for Buddhism, which is especially uncomfortable.
Therefore, they wanted to take this opportunity to take this favor back.
In this way, regardless of winning or losing, there is no loss for Daxia.
Among the Great Xia camp, the voice of opposition was obviously much smaller.
Jiansou said without hesitation: "Okay! We will make three moves! You stand still and let me make three moves. If you are safe and sound, then our Great Xia loses! We will return home immediately, and at the same time, Buddhism owes us a favor." It's also written off! If you lose, immediately give way, and don't stop my Great Xia soldiers!"
The old monk smiled: "Good~~!"
So, the bet is over!
The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "The sword old man benefactor, the poor monk is ready, you can make a move!"
"Okay!" Jiansou didn't dare to be careless, holding the Xuanxiao Divine Sword with both hands, and then condensed the true energy of his whole body, and slashed out with force.
"clang"
The sword energy was sharp, it spanned hundreds of feet in an instant, and chopped it down in front of the old monk!
This sword is so terrifying that it might even cut off the city wall!
Someone couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"
However, the old monk remained calm and did not move a step, just shouted a Buddha's name.
"Amitabha!"
The sword finally came down!
The sound was like thunder, and the dust flew up, blocking the eyes of many people.
After a while, when the dust dissipated, everyone saw a crack three feet wide and one hundred feet long on the ground.
It stretches from Jiansou's feet to the gate of Jincheng City.
However, when it came to the old monk, it was broken.
The old monk looked safe and sound, his feet didn't move a step, and his clothes weren't even stained with dust.
Everyone couldn't help but gasped.
"So strong!!!"
"With this sword, even a small mountain can be smashed down, but the opponent is safe and sound?"
"Could it be that his body is made of iron?"
"It's not good to make it with iron. Is there any piece of iron that is harder than his body?"
"Where is this old monk so sacred and so terrifying?"
Daxia's face changed dramatically, while Gale's side celebrated.
"Your Majesty, what is the strength of Master Jiehan?" An old minister asked with a smile.
Emperor Gale couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Master Jiehan is really too strong! Such a terrifying move can be blocked by a mortal body! We, Dafeng [Worry-free!"
"Your Majesty, is this worth?"
Emperor Gale remembered the price he had paid, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
In order to invite the Buddhist masters to block Daxia's iron hoof, he promised Buddhism to set Buddhism as the state religion and fully supported the development of Buddhism here.
And also added 5 million taels of sesame oil money to invite the master.
It seems expensive now, but worth it.
Below the gate tower, the old monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha! Sword old man benefactor, there are two more tricks!"
"The old man knows!" Jiansou's expression was very serious.
Just now, he used 90% of his strength and delivered a terrifying blow!
The power of this blow definitely reached the level of a grandmaster, even the Emperor Daxue didn't dare to take it back then, he could only dodge it.
But the old monk in front of him took it abruptly and was still safe.
This old monk is much stronger than Emperor Daxue.
"Master, your defense is so strong, but what you practice is the golden bell cover magic skill of Buddhism?" Jiansou asked.
The old monk said a little proudly: "The sword old man is very knowledgeable, and the poor monk is practicing the golden bell cover magic skill of Buddhism! He has already practiced to the 11th level, which is considered a small achievement
Jiansou's expression changed: "Have you reached level 11?"
Don't look at the three words "golden bell cover" which are already rotten on the street, but it is actually one of the most proud horizontal exercises of Buddhism.
This technique is easy to learn but difficult to master. It is easy at the beginning, but becomes more difficult as you go on.
There are 12 levels in total, and every time you break through a level, your body will become stronger, harder, and have fewer weaknesses.
Since the creation of the Golden Bell Shade, only master Bodhidharma and other wizards have fully practiced this supreme magic skill, the shield door has completely disappeared, and they have achieved the indestructible body of a vajra, whose body is harder than a magic weapon.
There is no need to use force at all, you can cut him however you want, no matter whether it is fire, flood, or even poison, he will not be able to kill him.
This old monk has already practiced to level 11, no wonder he is so strong.
"Sword old man benefactor, you can't hurt the poor monk, so let's admit defeat!"
"Stop talking nonsense, and take the old man's sword again!"
Jiansou once again held the sword with both hands, but he didn't draw the sword. Instead, he concentrated and concentrated his attention and adjusted his state to the peak, and then drew the sword again!
The old monk did not urge him, but waited quietly.
Everyone didn't rush, and quietly waited for Jianbian's second strike.
The breeze blew slowly, and a few fallen leaves were blown, and then blown away.
After about a stick of incense, Jiansou finally finished his adjustments and made a second sword strike.
"Swords open mountains and rivers!"
This sword is three points sharper than before!
Moreover, the sword intent is condensed and does not disperse, and its lethality is even more powerful!
Everyone's face changed dramatically.
"What a strong sword!"
"Even if you stand a hundred feet away, you will still be stabbed by this sword intent!"
"The old monk can still stop it?"
The old monk also praised: "Good swordsmanship!"
But he still stood there, calmly.
"clang"
This sword is over!
"boom"
Another huge sword mark appeared on the ground!
After the smoke cleared away, everyone looked over intently and found that the old monk was still standing there, but his clothes were a little torn.
The exposed skin looks like diamond, indestructible.
Everyone gasped.
"This old monk is stronger!"
"It can't hurt him like this, it's ridiculously strong!"
"Simply not human, you monster!"
The morale of Daxia's side was low, and Yinfeng cheered on the other side.
Emperor Dafeng laughed loudly: "Master Jiechen is too powerful, it seems that we will win this battle! Immediately order the Imperial Dining Room to make a dinner, and I want to celebrate it!"
Below the city wall, the old monk said: "Amitabha! Sword old benefactor, there is another move!"
Jiansou felt very powerless.
The sword just now was already the strongest sword he could use!
But it still can't hurt the opponent!
Just make his clothes a little tattered!
This old monk is really scary!
Among the Buddhist sects, I am afraid that he is also a top-ranked master!
Sure enough, no Grandmaster is easy to deal with!
Although Jiansou no longer has any hope, he still has to make a third sword, and do things from the beginning to the end!
"Okay! Take the old man's sword again!"
Jiansou once again held the sword in both hands, and then gathered the energy of the whole body to cut out the third sword.
"clang"
At this time, in the distant Daxia capital.
Lin Beifan picked up a branch on the ground, and stabbed it out with a hey sound.
At this time, Concubine Xiang came slowly and looked at Lin Beifan chopping branches, very puzzled: "Your Majesty, you
What is this doing?"
"It's nothing! I just want to teach a certain old thing a lesson, let him not meddle in his own business, and spoil my good business!" Lin Beifan threw the branch away, then put his arms around Xiangfei's willow waist, smiling
Said: "It's okay, let's take a stroll around the Royal Garden!"
Concubine Xiang didn't understand the meaning of Lin Beifan's words, but she accompanied her very well.
At this time, under the city wall of Dafeng City, seeing the sword approaching in front of him, the old monk Jie'an's face suddenly changed.
The hairs all over the body stand on end, the thorns are on the back, and I suddenly feel a great feeling of terror in my heart!
This feeling of danger is unprecedented!
"Drink! The indestructible power of the golden bell cover!"
He fully activated the magic power in his body, and his body glowed with golden light, like a golden Buddha.
But I still feel insecure, because the fear has not dissipated!
The old monk gritted his teeth, looked at the oncoming sword intent, and escaped!
But what surprised him was that the sword intent followed his body like a shadow, and hit his body in an instant.
With a bang, the golden bell cover on his body was broken!
"Ah!" The old monk let out a scream.
The sound is shrill, like a cuckoo crying blood!
Everyone was shocked.
"This is the voice of the old monk!"
"Screaming so badly, could it be that he was injured?"
"He was injured by Sword Old Man?"
Only Jiansou was extremely puzzled.
Although his sword is powerful, it is not bad compared to the one just now. How could he hurt the old monk?
What's the matter?
Did something happen that I don't know about?
When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone looked over and found that the old monk still had the image of a master?
I saw him lying on the ground miserably, his clothes were all torn, his body was covered with wounds, his body was stained red with blood, his face was as white as paper, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
This image confirmed everyone's guess.
"Old monk, I was really injured by the sword old man!"
"And it's still seriously injured!"
"The sword old man's strength is terrifying!"
The Emperor Gale on the tower was about to burst into tears: "Master Jiechen, how are you doing?"
The other Gale officials also shouted anxiously.
"Master, are you okay now?"
"Do you need to call a doctor over here for you?"
"Thank you all benefactors for your concern, and the poor monk is fine!" The old monk stood up tremblingly, and bowed to the very puzzled swordsman: "Amitabha! The swordsman donated the sword technique
Great, monk Yin admits defeat!"
Then with a whoosh, he jumped back to the top of the city tower, expressing that he would no longer care about the affairs of the two countries.
Dafeng Emperor Wan (Li's) was very anxious: "Master, how can you admit defeat? As soon as you admit defeat, we Dafeng will be finished! The worst thing is to tear up the treaty. With your master cultivation
, what can they think of us?"
The old monk smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, if only it were that simple! Do you know why the poor monk was injured?"
"Didn't he be injured by the sword old man?"
The old monk said: "Although he is powerful, he doesn't have the ability! The poor monk was actually wounded by someone!"
Emperor Gale turned pale with shock: "What, you were injured by the Grandmaster? There is a second Grandmaster here? Could it be that he was sent by Daxia?"
"There is indeed a master hidden here. As for whether it has anything to do with Da Xia, the poor monk doesn't know! Just now, he gave a helping hand in secret, and severely injured the poor monk. You
Are you saying he is strong?"
"This..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Although, they don't know how big the difference is between the grandmasters.
However, if he didn't show up, and only helped secretly, Jie could be seriously injured.
Needless to say, the strength of the other party must be stronger than that of Master Jiechen.
The old monk smiled wryly: "That Grandmaster is very strong, at least he can be ranked in the top 20 in the world! Daxia should not have this ability, please invite such a strong man! He should happen to pass by
Seeing that we were unhappy, we took action to teach us a lesson! If we are stubborn, we will only hate that strong senior, and the consequences will be unpredictable! Amitabha!"
Everyone's faces were heavy, what Master Jiechen said was right.
Those who are strong, it is better not to provoke them.
Emperor Dafeng anxiously said: "But Master Jiehan, you have to control us! Daxia is cruel, and he will definitely not let us go! I have given you many benefits from Buddhism. If I die,
You have nothing!"
The old monk thought about it, so he opened his mouth and said to the sword old man: "You have already won, and the poor monk is willing to gamble and admit defeat! But God has the virtue of good life, please stop killing and save their lives!"
"Since Master, you are willing to bet and admit defeat, we are not ignorant people!" On behalf of Da Xia, Jiansou said, "As long as they don't try to stop them, we don't bother to kill people!"
"Amitabha, good and good!" The old monk nodded. .