Turbulent Times Chapter 830: The fierce blood mane horse

When Wang Junlin saw this, he let out a cold snort, and Chunqiu Nu flew down from his horse and sent Li Dongyang flying seven feet away with one palm. Li Dongyang was shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood. Yiwei held his neck with a knife, unable to move. Li Dongyang was horrified in his heart. Although he was nothing among the masters of the breaking kung fu stage, he was injured by the opponent's palm, which really made him unbelievable.

The four blue-clothed guards used knives to force Li Dongyang to Wang Junlin's horse, and was about to question him, but Li Dongyang seemed to have accepted his fate, but suddenly he yelled, and the three blue-clothed guards around him fell and flew out. Suddenly, a sharp blade appeared in his hand and stabbed at Wang Junlin.

It's just that he flew up just now, and following a horse neigh, two blood-red iron horses stepped on his chest like lightning, and with a bang, a monstrous force directly trampled him under the horse, and his entire chest His ribs were broken into several pieces, and blood gushed out of his mouth. He was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, looking at a pair of blood gem-like horses with a face full of ghosts. His eyes were mockingly looking at him, yes, he never The horse's eyes saw ridicule and disdain, as well as violent killing intent.

Wang Junlin sat on the horse, leaned over, stared into Li Dongyang's eyes, and asked coldly: "You dare to assassinate me, so I have to chop off your head first?"

Zhang Tianqiao was taken aback by the series of changes just now, his face turned pale, especially when he looked at the blood-maned horse under Wang Junlin's crotch, his eyes were full of fear, and he instinctively took a few steps to the side, but his heart was full of fear. He thought to himself: It is said that Wang Junlin is domineering, but it is really not ordinary domineering. I feel a little regretful that I led Wang Junlin the way, so I should quickly find a way to leave this place.

But Zhang Tianqiao knew very well that this Jingyang Temple had a good relationship with several bigwigs in the imperial court, so he couldn't help persuading him: "Grandpa, Gongye, take a breather, be safe and don't be impatient, Master Li Dongyang and I are also the same. I am an old acquaintance, and Master Li Dongyang is not unreasonable. If the Lan Yiwei wants to worship Buddha, even if he enters with a weapon, it should be the right thing..." While talking, he gave Li Dongyang a wink, asking him to agree first. Don't disobey Qin Angong, who is in full swing.

"Qin Angong insists on trampling on the quiet place of my Buddhist gate, and Lao Na has nothing to say. The quiet place of the mountain gate cannot tolerate the hostility of fierce soldiers!" The Yiwei Mansion entered Jingyang Temple in a big way, and now they only hope that Li Zongfeng in the temple can complete his deployment plan after getting the news, and then escape from the back mountain smoothly?

"Of course you are not afraid that I will kill you!" Wang Junlin pulled out the Dragon Sparrow Saber, lightly clamped the horse's belly and drove the horse forward two steps, holding the tip of the knife against Li Dongyang's throat. Li Dongyang wanted to say a few tough words, but he felt a pain in his neck. With Wang Junlin's hand, he stabbed the point of the knife into his neck. Before he died, he never thought that Wang Junlin would kill as soon as he said it. Don't you want to think about it? Can't find my wife, do you want to ask me later?

The tip of the knife pierced the trachea and cut the artery, blood gushed out like a spring, Li Dongyang was trampled under the horse by the **** mane horse, even a master in the breaking stage, he couldn't struggle when he died.

Zhang Tianqiao was horrified, he did not expect Wang Junlin to be so murderous, he would kill a well-known eminent monk in the capital as soon as he said it, and wanted to reprimand Wang Junlin for his atrocities, but he was afraid of provoking him and ruined his life life. I couldn't help thinking: "This one is indeed a famous and peerless murderer in the world!"

The monks sitting in a group in front of the mountain gate and the onlookers saw that the abbot monk was knifed to death by Wang Junlin in the blink of an eye. They were shocked for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Wang Junlin took a look at Zhang Tianqiao and said with a smile, "It's just killing one person. Mr. Zhang works in the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Could it be that he has never seen a murder?" Sitting on horseback, Jun Lin announced in a murderous voice: "It has been verified that the monks in Jingyang Temple secretly communicated with the remnants of the Chen Dynasty. Those who bury their heads on the ground, and those who dare to raise their heads will be treated as resistance, and they will be killed without mercy!"

Zhang Tianqiao was confused, and asked subconsciously: "This monk in Jingyang Temple is really in collusion with the remnants of the Chen Dynasty. Do you have evidence?"

"If you go in, you will naturally find evidence!" Wang Junlin smiled at Zhang Tianqiao.

Hearing Wang Junlin's words, Zhang Tianqiao almost fainted from anger. Seeing the more than fifty blue-clothed guards in front of the mountain gate draw out their weapons together and really kill the unarmed monk in front of the mountain gate, he regretted it even more Following Wang Junlin in and spreading out, wouldn't it make people think that the Lanyiwei Mansion and the Ministry of Punishment joined forces to suppress the bandits.

When Li Dongyang was dying, he didn't think that Wang Junlin would kill as soon as he said it. His lifeless body collapsed in a pool of blood, and the Buddhist cassock was also stained red with blood.

At first, the spectators gathered around and made a fuss, motivating the monks to stop the Lanyiwei Mansion from forcibly breaking into the mountain gate. What's more, they even picked up bricks and threw them at Wang Junlin, and killed Wang Junlin if he disagreed with him. After Li Dongyang, an eminent Buddhist monk, these believers were shocked. When the blue-clothed guards in front of the mountain gate drew out their weapons, they dispersed in a rush, not daring to get together to make a fuss, for fear of causing trouble to their upper body.

The monks in the monastery thought that no matter how rampant and violent the Lanyiwei Mansion was, they would not dare to draw their swords and kill the monks in full view, so dozens of people sat cross-legged in front of the mountain gate, trying to stop the Lanyiwei with flesh and blood The government forcefully broke into the mountain gate. How could he have imagined that the abbot was stabbed to death by Wang Junlin in the blink of an eye, and nearly fifty blue-clothed guards in front of the mountain gate drew their swords and made a gesture to storm the mountain gate.

The monks in front of the mountain gate were caught off guard and were at a loss as to what to do. Some monks bowed their heads and arrested them when they heard the sound. Seeing the blue-clothed guard's mansion showing a poor dagger and killing monks indiscriminately, he got up and fled to the mountain gate in a panic. Wang Junlin asked Shan Xiongxin and other six sword servants to lead the blue-clothed guard to follow closely go in.

Before, the Blue Yiwei suddenly appeared, and Li Dongyang quickly encouraged the believers and monks to make a noise together to prevent the Blue Yiwei Mansion from forcibly breaking into the mountain gate. control.

The fifty monks and soldiers hiding in the mountain gate never expected that the abbot Li Dongyang would stab Wang Junlin to death within a few words. This change was so sudden and without warning, they didn't think of rushing out to resist until Shan Xiongxin led more than fifty blue-clothed guards to break into the mountain gate.

Li Dongyang did not expect Wang Junlin's attitude to be so tough. Although he hid the monks and soldiers behind the mountain gate just in case, he was afraid that his feet would be difficult to deal with, so he only asked the monks and soldiers to carry the saber and Buddha stick with them. Not to mention wearing armor, they don't even have heavy weapons. Although these fifty monks and soldiers are hidden elites, their armor is not good, how can they be the opponents of the blue-clothed guards like wolves and tigers? What's more, there are six sword servants including Shan Xiongxin leading them.