Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

Knowing that things couldn't be done today, the Buddha took a deep breath, a layer of brilliance appeared on his fist, and he fought with the long sword, then gave Zhao Ji a cold look, and turned to leave.

However, Ling Bingyu and Yu Lingxian had already arrived at this time. Naturally, the two of them would not stand idly by. Yu Lingxian gently slapped the palm of his hand, and the force of the palm was erratic and elusive, and immediately let the Buddha know that this is also a strong enemy.

However, the Buddha still has a group of white robes who are fighting, and he is not alone. It's just that the guys who take the medicine are mentally abnormal, they can't distinguish the seriousness, and they don't know how to rescue Lord Buddha. Fortunately, there are Fan Ming and others, they rushed over and gathered with the Buddha, each of them was covered in blood, looking murderous.

"Buddha, let's withdraw quickly, so that the green hills will not worry about no firewood!

"Yes, Lord Buddha, we will cover you!"

At this time, the Buddha also saw clearly that the person who had just shot him was the Emperor of Song Dynasty. He did not expect that the Emperor of Song Dynasty would actually cultivate such a tyrannical kung fu. It is impossible to kill the emperor of Song Dynasty, not to mention the opponent's sword immortal means, the golden eagle on the top of the head can guarantee the opponent *......

His subordinates suffered heavy casualties, and those who had gathered were scattered in a hurry, and if they continued to fight, the entire army would be wiped out!

The Buddha is definitely someone who can take it and let it go. He has experienced failures and is determined, and shouted, "Go!"

A team of 100 people rushed to the outside together. These people guarded the Buddha in the middle, and they just wanted to break through. In fact, most of the Song Army troops were besieging the city, and they broke out in the opposite direction of the city, where there was no Song Army.

Zhao Ji and Ling Bingyu attacked together, killing and injuring many people immediately, and Song Jun also started to chase after them.

However, Zhao Ji and the others did not keep up. He is the emperor and is not worth fighting for a defeated general. Besides, the Buddha's martial arts are strong, and there are many masters under him. It is not easy for Zhao Ji to keep the opponent, so why fight for both? How can gold and jade be compared with stone?

In the final analysis, Zhao Ji still feels that he is not worth the risk because he is rich. However, Zhao Ji thought about it and suddenly had an idea.

Immediately, a lot of cups were brought over, and then the golden eagle was summoned. Zhao Ji sat on the back of the golden eagle with the cup, and he was going to throw bombs!

The golden eagle was so fast that it only took a few breaths to catch up with the group of people in front of them who fled in a hurry. Zhao Ji turned his head and saw Ling Bingyu and Yu Lingxian coming over in a snow sculpture, and there were a lot of fire pots piled up in front of them.

"Haha, you are here too"?"

"Hmph, how is it possible that you want to leave us?" Yu Lingxian snorted coldly, "For such a fun thing, I naturally want to come!"

Zhao Ji laughed twice, "Okay, let's see which of us has a better shot. If anyone kills the Buddha, he can ask the other party to do one thing. What do you think, do you dare to gamble?"

Ling Bingyu smiled, she had nothing to dare, she agreed immediately. Yu Lingxian felt that there was nothing more, and of course agreed.

"Okay, I'll count one, two, three, and we'll start!" Zhao Ji said, 66—..."

Then he shot the golden eagle, and the golden eagle swooped down immediately, and Zhao Ji threw down a cup as soon as he raised his hand.

At this time, the people on the ground who fled in a hurry also discovered the golden eagle on the top of their heads. Some people opened their bows to shoot arrows, but they couldn't shoot at all. The golden eagles were too fast to say, and the height was too high!

When the golden eagle swooped, it finally hit it, but the arrow flew on the golden eagle, and the golden eagle's feathers were stronger than the armor.

At this time, Zhao Ji's cupping came down.

Someone shot an arrow and hit the cup. Immediately, the cup was shattered, but the sky immediately burst into flames, falling like a rain of fire, with a wide range.

Many people were hit by fire and rain, and they immediately burst into flames and could not be extinguished at all. Some people had a big rain of fire falling on their heads, and they were burning fiercely. He hurriedly patted them with his hands, and then his hands started to burn...

Because it fell from the sky, so many people are wearing flames at one end, running around everywhere, like torches that can run!

"You're shameful!" Ling Bingyu shouted, hurriedly urging Xiaobai to go down, and the two of them also started throwing fire pots.

But after that, seeing the tragic situation below, Ling Bingyu's face turned pale, "This, let's forget it! 39

Yu Lingxian snorted coldly, "Haven't you heard of the Maitreya Sect, their teaching is that brothers can kill each other. To be an elder in the sect, you must kill the whole family... Why, do you still pity them?'

".`Ah, there is still such a thing?" Ling Bingyu is incomprehensible, and does not know what kind of person can do such a thing.

She knows vendettas, and she also understands wars between countries, but how can she understand killing her own relatives?

Gritting his teeth, Ling Bingyu threw the cup in his hand.

The lethality of these cups was more powerful than that of thousands of soldiers, and immediately let the people of the Buddha rush to the west, and they did not dare to gather together again, and many people ran away quietly. Throwing away the robe on his body, who would know that he is a Maitreya sect?

Those who escaped didn't care, Zhao Ji and the others chased the Buddha and threw them away. The one Buddha who was born of the Buddha's zeal was born and the two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but they were powerless against the blows in the air, so they could only grit their teeth and bury their heads to perform light work.

At this time, the Buddha didn't care about his subordinates, so let's save his life first.

(Qian Hao Zhao)

Not only is the Buddha's martial arts strong, but his Qinggong is also extremely powerful. Although he can't run away from the golden eagle, it is too hard to hit him when he is on the ground.

Zhao Ji also found out about this situation, so he just smashed and played, and now there are only two cups in his hand, and Ling Bingyu and the others are already empty. Zhao Ji thought about it for a while, and when he had an idea, he threw the cup down, and the Buddha looked at the landing point and made a dodging action.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light beside Zhao Ji, the long sword had already flown over, smashed the cup in an instant, and changed the direction of the cup. The cup was shattered, the fire burst into flames, and the fire rained down!

It was too late for the Buddha to try to escape, but although he did not panic, he took a deep breath and hit the sky with a palm. Under the influence of the Buddha's deep inner strength, those fire rains immediately rolled back, and although they were not extinguished, they would not fall on the Buddha's body.