Buddhist monks in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1152 Beating
The cold wind whistled in my ears, it was cold and froze my ears.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted Chaos Armor.

His speed began to slow down.

Zhao Chuanxin covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed, the rest of his body was all black.

There were people on the city walls and also under the city walls.

Even so, Xingyue seized the opportunity and took Zhao Chuanxin into the city gate tower when these people looked up at the sky.

There were guards at the city gate. Zhao Chuanxin did not dare to delay. He drew out his cavalry sword and turned around to cut the enemy's neck.

Chi Chi.

Both men collapsed.

He sheathed his sword in an instant and rushed to the metal hinge of the gate.

First down and then up, Zhao Chuanxin touched them one by one.

Xingyue uses the solid rune to change the shape of the fold.

There were torches in the city gate, and someone noticed some shadows in it, so he thought something was wrong and came to check it out.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had already removed the hinges of the second door.

"What are you doing?" an Undead Mage rushed into the city gate and asked.

Zhao Chuanxin still needed some time, so he took out the Ares M1907 and fired backwards.

Chug tug tug tug…

The three necromancers were beaten into sieves.

They had never seen such a sharp firearm in their lives.

The gunshots completely exposed Zhao Chuanxin. As the saying goes, a skilled person is daring. What thrilling things has Zhao Chuanxin not done?

He heard someone outside shouting, "Quick, open the city gate."

Zhao Chuanxin had to remind him from inside: "Step back and open it immediately."

After removing all the hinges, he used one-third of the energy in each hand to return to its original state.

boom……

Boom boom.

When Zhao Chuanxin released the Three-Point Return to Origin Qi, he was shaken back eight meters by the heavy city gate.

The two city gates collapsed outwards with a loud bang, hitting the ground with a loud noise.

The pastors in the distance saw this and cheered, “Good!”

Before the city gate was broken open, she felt uneasy and had a sense of tragic heroism, as if she was risking everything on one throw.

If the city is not taken before the arrival of winter, if the army is withdrawn, it is unknown whether the String of Order can be obtained.

The Pilgrims need motivation, the Holy City of Order needs inspiration, and all believers of the Mother of Order need this enthusiasm.

Otherwise, if you just rely on love to generate power, you won’t be able to last long.

"For order!"

"For order!"

The pilgrims shouted slogans and rushed into the city.

The necromancer on the city wall was dumbfounded.

They thought they were foolproof, but unexpectedly they were caught in a ditch.

At this time, poisonous fog was quickly sent down.

Zhao Chuanxin was shooting with a gun.

Chug tug tug…

Many necromancers have developed absolute domains, where bullets are easily deflected and even concentrated fire is unable to break it.

This also shows that the shepherd has failed, she is unable to seal the necromancer's magic.

Soon Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue both discovered the problem.

Xingyue suddenly said: "I understand!"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I understand too."

An absolute territory, isolated from the world.

When the absolute domain is opened, the air stops circulating with the outside world and external substances cannot enter.

Gas, heat, etc. cannot be exchanged within the absolute domain.

The low-level absolute realm is like a plastic film tightly wrapped around the human skin.

It's impossible to breathe in it.

The heat you emit can suffocate you to death.

But it's basically invincible.

Xingyue said: "It is difficult for ordinary people to endure even half a minute in the absolute domain. Therefore, the necromancer uses secret medicine to lower the heart rate, reduce breathing, and even lower the body temperature so that they can stay a little longer."

The higher the level of cultivation, the wider the absolute domain will extend around the body.

The absolute area of ​​​​the bone-chilling wound, estimated by Xingyue, is less than 1mm away from the bone-chilling wound's skin.

Even farting will increase the air pressure in the absolute area.

At this time, poisonous fog descended from above his head. Zhao Chuanxin used the method of stealing the secrets of heaven to condense the golden bell cover, which exploded.

The poisonous fog rolled upwards, buying time for the soldiers to enter the city.

The soldiers entering the city cast awe-inspiring glances at Zhao Chuanxin, then rushed into the city shouting "For order".

For the sake of order, this sentence shouted out in the language of Middle-earth sounds very powerful.

Next, Zhao Chuanxin saw the details of the battle between the soldiers and the necromancer.

No matter how hard you try, you can't break through the absolute domain by chopping with a knife, hacking with an axe, or stabbing with a sword.

But after a while of being cut, the Necromancer can't bear it anymore and will take the initiative to open the absolute domain.

chi chi chi...

Once the absolute domain is opened, these necromancers will be badly chopped down.

Zhao Chuanxin saw the necromancer holding a bone staff and raising the staff. He could clearly not see any means of attack, but the bodies of the pilgrims' soldiers would immediately be pierced with spiral wounds.

This method of attack is very strange.

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue are observing its patterns.

Under the pretext of "clearing a space" for the soldiers entering the city, he did not rush forward.

More and more people rushed into the city.

After a while, Xingyue understood: "It turns out that the bone staff can help them transform the undead force field of the absolute domain into an attack method. When the absolute domain is condensed, the undead force field will not be consumed. But it will dissipate during the attack. Look, the necromancer over there can no longer condense the absolute domain."

After mastering the rules of the Necromancer, Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the top of the city wall, changed the magazine and fired indiscriminately.

Chug tug tug…

"Two o'clock."

chug.

Xingyue found a necromancer for him whose absolute domain had dissipated or who simply had no absolute domain to attack.

Zhao Chuanxin killed thirty-six necromancers in a row. The poisonous fog could no longer last and quickly dissipated.

More pilgrims rushed into Chengzhong.

Suddenly, shouts of killing were heard everywhere.

A spiral undead force field attacked Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin dodged in advance.

A spiral hole was drilled in the wall behind him, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.

A brick hit the golden bell and bounced off.

The Necromancer on the opposite side was also stunned.

He didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to react so quickly, and Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have a defensive method, which was also colorless, invisible and intangible.

The necromancer wanted to open the absolute domain, but Zhao Chuanxin's attack speed was faster than his casting speed.

chug.

The man fell headfirst.

After Zhao Chuanxin cleared an area, he hung the Ares M1907 around his neck and took out the King of Rolls lever rifle to shoot.

boom.

fall.

boom.

fall.

With his support, the pilgrim soldiers quickly occupied the wall.

Zhao Chuanxin looked down, and the shepherd who wanted to follow the army into the city also looked up.

The two looked at each other and then turned their heads away.

Xingyue said, "Before you helped Tiedan and the others escape, she had already begun to doubt that she failed to seal you. Now it is confirmed. This woman is not as rigid as she appears."

Zhao Chuanxin saw Tiedan climb up the city wall.

Tiedan said excitedly: "Zhao Chuanxin, you have definitely made a great contribution!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "You stay here and I'll go down to help."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran towards the far end of the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

Ramadan wondered, "Why do I feel like his feet aren't even touching the ground?"

"It's dark and you're dazzled." Tiedan said cheerfully.

After Zhao Chuanxin left everyone's sight, he leaped into the sky. The stars and the moon carried him at a high speed and they arrived above the Demon God Temple.

The shepherd has led his troops to the Demon Temple and is confronting a group of necromancers, among whom is Ci Gu, whose bone staff was stolen.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his lever-action rifle, aimed downward, and waited.

The pastor said: "Everyone, we just want to take back the holy relics of our Holy City of Order. The String of Order does not belong here."

Ci Gu said, "Don't waste your time. The String of Order can amplify all spells. The Demon God's Palace is shrouded by the absolute domain amplified by the city lord. You can't get in."

The shepherd smiled and said, "Then you should also know that a shepherd's understanding of the chord of order far exceeds yours."

Hearing this, Ci Gu finally lost his composure: "Stop her!"

The shepherd made a strange hand seal and muttered something.

Xingyue told Zhao Chuanxin: "She is using the String of Order to expand the sealing power. The absolute domain of these necromancers is dissipating, and the absolute domain covering the Demon God Temple is crumbling."

Zhao Chuanxin condensed Three Points of Returning to Origin Qi and found that he was not affected.

He ejected a piece of light blade, which was also unaffected, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now he could finally be sure that he would never be affected by the Shepherd's Seal!
Because he does not belong to this world.

"Kill!" the shepherd shouted, without any sense of ethereality or holiness in his voice, but filled with murderous intent instead.

Countless pilgrims rushed into the hall.

A group of poisonous queens jumped up, some were cut into two pieces by the soldiers' swords, and some successfully bit people and injected venom.

Zhao Chuanxin started to shoot from behind.

boom.

boom.

boom.

He shot a hole in the top of his head with one shot.

Ci Gu didn't expect someone to attack him from above, and he fell down without any preparation.

After the bullets were emptied, Zhao Chuanxin fell to the ground and quickly came behind the shepherd: "Don't panic, I'll protect you."

But he was thinking in his heart: I don’t know what dangers are ahead, so it would be safer to follow this woman.

Pastor: “…”

The Mahatma was filled with hatred when he saw this.

Zhao Chuanxin and the shepherd walked side by side into the hall. The air was filled with poisonous fog. This was not a spell, but just poison gas.

Zhao Chuanxin steals the secret of heaven and condenses three parts of Qi to return to its original state.

burst!
The poisonous gas spread in all directions.

Shengxiong thought he had finally caught Zhao Chuanxin's handle and roared: "Shepherd, what kind of magic did he practice..."

Zhao Chuanxin threw a backhand shot with his big arm.

Snapped!
The Mahatma was hit and flew backwards, a tooth was spit out, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. The Mahatma's men were shocked, but they did not dare to move rashly.

They looked at the shepherd, who just frowned and said nothing.

The Mahatma's slap was in vain.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "You bastard, you can't see the situation clearly at all!"

The pastor was tired: "You should say less and don't make some things clear."

Zhao Chuanxin made up a lie: "I am a Qigong practitioner. This is the Qigong method passed down from our family. It has nothing to do with magic. It comes from the flesh."

"Oh?" The shepherd smiled. "I have also read a lot of books. I know there is a brilliant oasis in the distant cursed desert..."

She left her words half-finished.

Zhao Chuanxin insisted: "I am a Qigong practitioner. This is called refining essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, and refining spirit into emptiness. You don't understand the mystery of the human body."

The shepherd didn't waste time talking to him and walked inside first.

In the center of the Demon Temple stood a bald man with skin that was so pale it looked blue.

The man's skin and flesh were sagging, his back was hunched, and he was surrounded by an aura of death.

He was wearing a black robe and standing next to a two-meter-high disc-symmetrical spiral object.

He had a bone staff at his waist.

He is the lord of Ghost City.

Xingyue said: "That is the string of order."

Zhao Chuanxin said nothing.

The city lord spoke in a hoarse voice: "Mother of Order, Holy City of Order, restore order to the world... Haha, you are seeking fame and reputation, pretending to be righteous, what is the difference between you and our Undead Cult? Aren't you just robbing by trickery?"

Everyone was silent.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly shouted, "Nonsense. What do you know? The strong never complain about the environment."

Everyone was confused.

The shepherd was surprised.

No one expected that Zhao Chuanxin would be the first to speak.

The city lord was stunned: "So, you are a strong man?"

Zhao Chuanxin stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "I am a weak person. I not only complain about the environment, I also complain about the strong. The environment is destroyed by strong people like you."

"..."

The scene fell into deathly silence.

The Mahatma's face was swollen.

He was nearly two meters tall, but he couldn't withstand Zhao Chuanxin's casual attack, which made him angry and embarrassed.

He said angrily: "Zhao Chuanxin, you still dare to talk nonsense, you can wait to be punished by military law!"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned around and kicked from behind.

bang...

The Mahatma flew backwards, knocking over two soldiers.

Zhao Chuanxin cursed: "You spicy neighbor, I'm giving you some face. Do you have the right to interrupt when the adults are talking?"

He thought that kick would kill the Mahatma, but the guy stumbled up again.

The pastor shouted, “Shut up.”

"And you, what time is it, and you are still talking nonsense."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care, he took out his pipe and lit it.

The city lord suddenly laughed, and his laugh was very sinister.

"Hey hey hey..."

He said, "Shepherd, do you think you can get the String of Order by sealing the Undead Force Field? We in the Undead Cult have always practiced dual cultivation!"

After saying that, he twisted his neck, making a crackling sound like popping beans.

His body suddenly straightened up, his back was no longer hunched, his height grew to about two meters and two hundred centimeters, and his muscles expanded rapidly.

The pastor took two steps back.

Although Shengxiong hated Zhao Chuanxin, the Lord of Ghost City was the real threat at this time.

He immediately ordered: "Kill him."

A group of soldiers charged.

Swords and axes were raised and they all shouted at the city lord.

However, the weapon hit his body like beating leather. The city lord's skin was dented and bounced back, but it would not be cut.

He was agile and kicked one soldier away with one foot, and then punched another one away with his backhand.

He picked up the sword and chopped down Mount Huashan with all his might.

A soldier tried to resist with his sword, but was crushed to his knees by the force of a mountain.

puff……

He raised his sword and cut off the soldier's arm at an angle.

"hiss……"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Chuanxin watched while puffing on his cigarette.

Suddenly, he pulled out a lever-action rifle and shot the city lord in the eyes.

boom.

The city lord closed his eyes, and his thick eyelids actually blocked the bullet.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, put away the lever rifle, and continued to watch the battle.

The pastor came up to him and asked, "You just watch like this?"

"I have a piece of advice for you - listen more, watch more, learn more, and talk less. A gentleman is cautious when he is alone and does not deceive others in secret. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. A gentleman..."

Pastor: “…”

She was confused: What the hell are you talking about?
Zhao Chuanxin looked at it for a while and realized that this was the secret medicine practice, to cultivate one's own flesh and blood.

The city lord was not only incredibly fast, thick-skinned and strong, but also had great power and stamina. He fought for quite some time without even getting out of breath.

Suddenly, the city lord threw the big sword in his hand towards the shepherd.

The greatsword spun and came whistling in the wind.

The shepherd's pupils shrank.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin rushed her to the ground and pressed her under him, thus avoiding the attack.

"Get down!" the shepherd shouted, blushing again. "I feel something in my chest."

When Zhao Chuanxin helped the shepherd stand up, he pressed his hands twice dishonestly: "Uncomfortable? No way, it's quite comfortable."

The shepherd's nose was almost crooked.

The saint ran over to show his courtesy, pushed Zhao Chuanxin away, and then pulled the shepherd up from the ground.

His eyes were blazing with fire and he almost wanted to fight to the death with Zhao Chuanxin.

The pipe in Zhao Chuanxin's mouth didn't even fall out.

He came to the String of Order, tapped his pipe on it, knocked off the ash, put away his pipe and said, "Okay, let the Qi Refiner meet the City Lord."

He stretched his shoulders, twisted his hips, and rushed towards the city lord.

He suddenly grabbed the city lord's head and pressed hard.

How could other soldiers have the strength of Zhao Chuanxin?

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the city lord’s head down and rammed it with his knee.

In his first two knees, Zhao Chuanxin clearly felt that he did not hit through, as if he had hit a ball.

He increased his force, and the next few blows seemed to hit something hard, indicating that the force reached the skull directly.

The city lord let out a scream at this time.

He was tall and had long arms, and his arms could exert force at incredible angles. He pushed Zhao Chuanxin hard to create distance.

He punched Zhao Chuanxin with great force.

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his waist and abdomen, lowered his upper body slightly, tilted his head and stepped forward, holding the peach in one hand.

The city lord's punch missed, and Zhao Chuanxin pushed the city lord's head back violently.

For an ordinary person, this move can even allow Zhao Chuanxin to infer the spine.

The city lord shook his head and said nothing happened.

He rushed forward and punched.

Zhao Chuanxin bent his abdomen into a bow, dodged and at the same time hooked his ears and raised his elbows.

thump.

The city lord was knocked back by him and two of his teeth were knocked out.

The city lord was furious and threw punch after punch. Zhao Chuanxin took one blow head-on, blocked it with his elbow, and seized the opportunity to use his iron-clad stance.

The city lord was knocked away.

He was a little stunned.

A group of purple-robed men, military officers and pastors were dumbfounded.

Originally, it was thought that the fierce and invincible city lord would be killed by wasting human lives, but unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin came on the field and defeated the incredibly powerful city lord.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his body and beckoned to the city lord: "Come here."

The city lord rushed up and started punching randomly.

Zhao Chuanxin made a V-shaped dive and suddenly delivered an elbow to the center of the head.

The city lord was knocked back three steps, his face distorted due to the pain.

Although his body was swollen, Zhao Chuanxin was well aware of the secrets of the human body. No matter how swollen it was, there were still weak spots, and Zhao Chuanxin specifically targeted the weak spots.

The city lord was very quick to understand and immediately learned Zhao Chuanxin's move. He rushed forward and used his elbow to hit the opponent.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and turned his elbow, pushed the elbow away, hooked the abdomen, and jumped up with a Superman punch to hit the ear-hanging hammer.

There is a big height difference, I can’t reach it without jumping!
Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself: No matter how awesome you are, I don’t believe that your ears will be covered by muscles.

The city lord's head and ears were buzzing and his head was shaking from the beating.

Zhao Chuanxin's attack made the city lord stiff, and he jumped up with his two peaks piercing his ears.

The city lord had only a trace of consciousness left, which allowed him to cover his uninjured ear, but the other ear was completely deafened by a palm strike from Zhao Chuanxin.

The city lord retreated repeatedly, and Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of the situation to pursue him, hitting him with a flat hook to the abdomen and liver, stabbing his throat with a finger, elbowing him in the heart, and kicking him in the crotch...

There was a lot of beating and kicking.

Zhao Chuanxin is 1.86 meters tall and the city lord is 2.2 meters tall.

A 1.86-meter tall man used a 2.2-meter tall man as a sandbag, which made everyone dumbfounded.

The city lord was caught off guard and suddenly used a self-sacrificing tactic, hugging Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was prepared. He bent his elbows and propped up his arms, and supported the city lord's chest with his knees. He kicked hard, flew backwards, and did a backflip on the ground.

He took a running start, Xingyue gave him a push, he suddenly jumped up and kicked the city lord in the face.

Boom!
The back of the city lord's head hit the wall.

His cheeks were deformed and his nose was collapsed.

Zhao Chuanxin held the city lord's head and slammed the back of his head against the wall like a madman.

At this moment, everyone felt a chill down their spine.

Could this man be crazy?
Maybe Zhao Chuanxin has gone crazy for a long time and he just concealed it during this period.

Once, twice, three times...

After the fifteenth collision, the city lord stammered, "Wait!"

"I'll give you what's in my pocket in exchange for my life."

Zhao Chuanxin paused, then reached into his pocket and took out a spiritual tablet.

I didn't expect that the city lord also had a tablet of spiritual consciousness.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, held the tablet of spiritual consciousness in his hand, turned around and told the pastor: "He is no longer a threat."

After saying this, he retreated expressionlessly and secretly put the Spiritual Consciousness into the Pocket Technology in his pocket.

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin went, all the soldiers retreated, even Shengxiong.

(End of this chapter)