Infinite Script Killing

Lu Zhi couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and then burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Not only Lu Zhi was laughing, but Ashina and others were also laughing.

Even the envoys from India, Rome, Tibet, etc. were laughing.

Everyone could see that Lu Zhi's strength was not comparable to that of ordinary people. What's more, everyone was discerning, and it was obvious that Mu Tiantong was completely biased.

Maybe in the next second, Lu Zhi would take action and take Xu Tong's life. How could he survive Lu Zhi.

"That's not necessarily the case!"

While everyone was laughing, someone suddenly interrupted their laughter.

I saw Luo Hu walking out of the bright hall with a group of divine guards, standing not far away, standing there quietly, with no intention of stepping forward or leaving.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

With the crisp sound of chains clashing behind Luo Hu, everyone's eyes were instantly attracted to a strange box.

"Sage, you are so partial!"

Mu Tiantong tilted his head and glanced sideways, shaking his head secretly.

A dark wooden box, covered with dense talismans, was carried to Luo Hu's side amid the laborious footsteps of four divine guards.

Luo Hu stretched out his remaining left hand and twisted the mechanism on the box. With the sound of gears turning "click, click, click..." coming from the box, the box slowly opened, and an ancient bronze sword appeared in front of everyone.

National Sword Tianque.

Zhao Peng looked at the sword, his heart agitated.

When he was in Yuyang, Luo Hu relied on this sword to open the sky with one sword, giving his master Gu Pei Yuan the opportunity to make a prophecy.

It's a pity that Zhao Peng was far away at the time and did not see the true form of the sword. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, it is inevitable that he will be shocked.

Sure enough, even Lu Zhi's expression became serious when he saw the sword, but he still asked Luo Hu pretending to be relaxed.

"Luo Hu, last time Yu Yang, you used your sword to open the sky, but you lost your right hand. Could it be that you still want to lose your left hand!"

The national sword Tianque was forged by the master Zhang Yajiu when the saint was casting the Jiuding. He used the corners of the Jiuding to forge it.

The most important weapon of the country, a magical weapon that no mortal can grasp.

Luo Hu's last sword strike turned his entire arm into charcoal and shattered into charcoal slag at the slightest touch. You can imagine how domineering this sword is.

With Luo Hu's strength, if he swung one more time, he might not only lose his other arm, but he might also have to lie in bed for the rest of his life.

Faced with Lu Zhi's teasing, Luo Hu stroked his thick beard with one hand: "A person's whole life and a spring of grass are nothing more than to make him happy. After having fun, I am lying in bed with a beautiful woman in my arms. I don’t have to worry about food and drink, and I can retire and return to my hometown. What a great job!"

Luo Hu’s words inevitably gave Buddhism hope.

There was a flash of confusion in Lu Zhi's eyes, and it was not Luo Hu and the artifact Tianque that was entangled.

Although Tianque is a divine weapon, it is not an ordinary soldier after all. Luo Hu can only use one sword to kill him, otherwise Luo Hu should have used this sword to kill him in Yuyang City.

But although this sword cannot kill him, it does not mean that there is no threat. After all, it is a magic weapon. If he and Li Zheng are competing for luck, and Luo Hu suddenly draws his sword, it will be enough to cut off his luck.

In the midst of the struggle, Xu Tong suddenly coughed uncontrollably and blood flowed out of his nose. Seeing this, Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, looked at the time, and simply sat down: "Okay, if the prince is willing to bet, I will bet with you." Let’s take a gamble and see how long you can last!”

Xu Tong wiped away the nosebleed and took a deep breath: "I also want to see how long I can last!"

The two of them were silent for a while. When several old monks saw this, they immediately led their disciples into meditation, recited Buddhist scriptures, and started the Xuantan ceremony.

The sound of chanting sutras and the knocking of wooden fish bells combine to form the unique sound of Zen singing in Buddhism.

Zen singing aroused the power of Buddhist belief, and the sound of Zen singing gradually ignited in mid-air.

"Whirring whirring……"

Under the sound of rough breathing, I saw a person on the street running away in embarrassment with his head lowered.

Occasionally, a pedestrian stood in front of him, but he pushed him away, causing constant cursing throughout the street.

As the man ran, he looked back from time to time.

He was holding a package tightly in his arms, and he didn't know what was inside, which made him so nervous.

Just as the man rushed forward in a panic, a figure stood in front of him and blocked him. He instinctively wanted to push the man away, but as a result, he pushed forward, as if he had hit a city wall. , the other party didn't even move his heels, but he was knocked to the ground.

"Yuan Shoushi, Gelao has been waiting for you for a long time, come with us!"

Before Yuan Shoushi could get up from the ground, his vision went dark, and a cloth bag was put over his head. Then a big hand lifted it up like a chicken, put it on his shoulder, and left.

Seeing this, the people around them chose to ignore it.

This is Jinxiufang. Who doesn't know the name of Gelao? Even if he doesn't know it, looking at those burly men, he knows that he is not someone he can afford to offend.

It is better to do less than to do more. No one dares to ask for trouble.

Not long after, with the sound of the piano, Yuan Shoushi was thrown to the ground and had a cordial contact with the wet soil.

"Gelao, people are here!"

Yuan Shoushi heard someone reporting in his ears, and the cloth bag on his head was opened. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a black coffin placed in front of him.

【Dian】

Seeing the coffin, Yuan Shoushi was stunned for a moment, but soon realized the origin of the coffin. He looked around and saw six or seven strong men staring at him eagerly in the dim room.

"Yuan Shoushi, your leader said that from now on, I will be the leader of the Moduo Sect. But I sent people to find you, but you want to quit the religion."

In the shadow, a dark face was gradually exposed to the faint light.

Under the dim light of his thin face, his facial features could not be clearly seen, but his teeth, which looked like a row of human bones, were impressive.

Gelao let go of the woman playing the piano in his arms and stared at Yuan Shoushi with cold eyes!

"Gelao, the leader and I have made an agreement a long time ago. I will help him this time and withdraw from the Moduo Cult. He has promised me a long time ago!"

Yuan Shoushi wanted to stand up, but the man beside him pinned him down in the mud again.

The man on the side reached out and snatched the package from his arms.

"No, that's mine..."

Seeing the things being taken away, Yuan Shoushi immediately started struggling desperately.

As a result, he was kicked to the ground and curled up into a ball, clutching his chest.

The package was placed in Gelao's hand. Gelao stretched out his slender fingernails and gently opened the package. After looking at the banknotes and a piece of wood inside, he raised his head and walked to Yuan Shoushi with his hands behind his back.

"That's what Lu Zhi promised you, not me. The girls under my command all have a rule. If they want to redeem themselves, they can, but they must leave behind their livelihood, for example..."

Gelao looked at Yuan Shoushi's hands with a ferocious expression on his face: "These are wonderful hands!"

When Yuan Shoushi heard that he was about to lose his hand, he immediately panicked.

Let’s ask if that craftsman doesn’t cherish his hands. Without his hands, he, the great master, would be completely disabled.

Seeing Yuan Shoushi's panicked expression, Gelao was very happy.

At this time, the man standing aside said: "But I can also give you a chance to open this coffin. As long as you open the coffin, this matter will be forgotten, but you will still stay in the Moduo Cult from now on and work for the Moduo Cult." The Tuo Sect carves statues of gods. If you live as a person of the Modu Sect, you will die as a ghost of the Modo Sect!"

"coffin??"

Yuan Shoushi was stunned for a moment, looked up at the coffin, got up from the ground, walked to the coffin, tried to push it gently, and found that the coffin was not moving at all.

"Gelao!"

At this time, someone walked in from outside the door. When he saw Yuan Shoushi, he couldn't help but was stunned for a moment. After a flash of surprise in his eyes, he quickly covered it up and walked to Gelao's side: "Gelao, a few people are coming outside. , saying that the disciples of the Moduo Sect came here to seek refuge with the Gelao."

When Gelao heard Gao Zhuo's words, although he concealed them well, his eyes still showed a bit of pride.

If Lu Zhi can succeed, he will inherit the luck that Moda taught from Buddhism, and his descendants will become epoch-making powerful men.

These are what Gelao wants to see.

After all, even the King of Darkness who lives in the mud would not want his descendants to be trapped in this dirty and rotten garbage dump forever.

Moreover, by absorbing the Moda Cult, one's own power will be further strengthened to make up for the manpower lost last night.

So he nodded to Gao Zhuo calmly.

Not long after, Gao Zhuo came in with a group of people.

Gao Zhuo didn't need to say anything, these people quickly knelt down and paid homage to the Gelao who was sitting on the chair in front of them: "Modo Sect's Twenty-Eight Constellations, Tail Fire Tiger, Ji Water Leopard, pay homage to the leader!"

I saw the first two people, one fat and the other thin. When the two signed up for their numbers, everyone could not help but raise their eyebrows. One man was surprised and said: "So you are the fat and thin heads in the world!"

"It's my two brothers!"

The fat man raised his head and said boldly: "My name is Zhang Kai, and this is my brother Ping Shou. Fat and Slender Toutuo are just names in the world. Don't worry about it. After joining the religion, everyone is a brother. From now on, we will only abide by the leader's laws." !”

"very good!"

When Gelao saw that the two fat and thin Toutuo in front of him were so sensible, he felt much more at ease.

I was originally worried that these martial arts masters would not obey the discipline and would inevitably force me to use some means. But now it seems that I am completely overthinking it.

It seems that when it comes to controlling people's hearts, Modha's methods are more effective and more loyal. I still have to study hard in the future.

Well... there are some exceptions.

Thinking of this, Gelao looked at Yuan Shoushi and saw Yuan Shoushi standing there blankly. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his face suddenly became unhappy.

As if aware of the unkind look Gelao was looking at him, Yuan Shoushi instinctively wanted to speak: "Gelao..."

"Why, isn't it easy for Gelao to talk? I asked you to open a coffin, but why haven't you opened it yet? I think you want to never get out of here in this life."

Gao Zhuo suddenly walked up to Yuan Shoushi and asked sternly.

Yuan Shoushi was startled, but his mind changed quickly. After thinking for a moment, he confessed to Gelao: "I saw my brothers, and I was lost in thought. This coffin has no mechanism. I just want to open it, and it will take a while." Use some strength and tolerate those few tools."

As Yuan Shoushi spoke, he took out the mallet and pendant from the satchel around his waist.

Gao Zhuo saw this from the side, put his palm on the coffin, and said seriously: "You must be careful not to hurt the treasure in the coffin. This coffin is also a rare treasure in the world, a thousand-year-old dark wood!!"

Gao Zhuo slapped the coffin twice in front of everyone, indicating that the coffin was valuable and as hard as iron.

Yuan Shoushi swallowed, pretended to knock the coffin a few times with a mallet, and then tried to push it out.

"Click!!"

The coffin was quietly opened. Everyone was overjoyed when they saw this and hurried forward to help. Gao Zhuo glanced sideways at Gelao on the side and the woman playing the piano beside Gelao. Seeing that both of their eyes were attracted to the coffin, he slowly Slowly take a half step back.

"One, two, three, push!!"

A few men pushed hard and saw that the coffin lid was pushed open hard. Everyone immediately poked their heads out to take a look inside the coffin. The joy on everyone's face instantly froze, and they even looked like they had seen a ghost.

There was a man lying quietly in the coffin. The man was shirtless and had messy hair. He was none other than the dead bad handsome Cao Huasheng. Cao Huasheng was seen facing the horrified expressions of everyone, and the corners of his chapped lips slightly raised: " kill!!"