Chapter 421: mutilation

Chapter 421 Broken limbs

Want to escape?

Luoyang Haotian Taoist Temple leader Xiong Tuohai with a solemn expression, followed Gongsun Changyi and jumped out of the ground.

At this time, the muscles on Gongsun Changyi's body twitched, and his vigorous qi and blood forcibly enhanced by the forbidden drugs were fighting desperately against the shadow demon in his body.

Under entanglement with each other, the Shadow Demon couldn't fully control his body. During the run, his left leg stopped, and he fell forward.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the shadow demon controlled Gongsun Changyi to stretch out his left arm, and ran on the ground like a wild beast, rushing towards the courtyard wall of Xingzhou Prison.

"The thunderbolt controls the qi of the heaven and the earth, governs the affairs of the heaven and the earth, comprehensively punishes misfortunes and fortunes, and assists the heavenly hub."

When the Shadow Demon was about to escape with Gongsun Changyi, Xiong Tuohai dangerously finished reciting the spell, and immediately a dozen thunder pythons and lightning snakes with the thickness of arms stretched out from the ground below the prison wall.

It is impossible to make no preparations for the ambush. Xiong Tuohai buried many black iron **** that can attract thunder under the courtyard wall in advance, just for this moment.

The winding Thunder Python and Electric Snake emitted a dazzling white light, blocking all of Gongsun Changyi's paths,

The next moment, Jianquan Monk also jumped out of the ground, roaring out a resonant Buddhist voice.

Perhaps because it was inconvenient to use it underground just now, the sound of the Buddha is louder this time,

Gongsun Changyi, who was crawling on the ground, was flying like sand and stones, and his beard and hair danced wildly, causing water-like ripples on his skin.

"Roar-"

Shadow Demon let out a sharp scream, and was shaken alive by the Buddha's voice from Gongsun Changyi's body,

Gongsun Changyi rolled back, Xiong Tuohai hurriedly changed the shape of the thunder circle, let Gongsun Changyi avoid the thunder circle, and at the same time let the thunder and lightning restrain the shadow demon in the circle.

The three of Li Ang and the people in the Zhenfu Division have also escaped from trouble.

Xing Peng took great strides towards Gongsun Changyi and helped the officer up from the ground.

"Fighting geese all day long, and finally being pecked by geese."

Gongsun Changyi, who had a broken arm, looked pale. He held back the pain with willpower, and grinned: "This shadow demon has lived for at least thirty years."

After all, he is a congenital martial artist who can control every part of his body. With a little force on his shoulders, he clamps the broken blood vessel with his muscles to stop the bleeding.

After Xing Pengyue asked someone to bring a clean bandage and wrap it tightly around the broken arm, Gongsun Changyi was able to stand up from the ground by himself, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

"Doctor Li!"

Xing Pengyue walked over with Gongsun Changyi supported, and his men also found the severed arm from the dungeon.

‘The body of a congenital warrior is amazing. '

Li Ang smacked his lips silently, and ran over, "Do you want my help?"

"Can you replant severed limbs for Commander Gongsun?"

Xing Pengyue's voice was eager, and he vaguely guessed the latter's identity through the attitude of Gongsun Changyi and others towards Li Ang during the day.

Li Ang used thread-mind surgery some time ago to replant a finger for a patient with a broken finger, and also published a paper based on it,

It caused an uproar in the field of Neo-Confucianism and physicians in Yu State.

This is the effect of replanting a severed limb that can be achieved with telekinetics alone, without any dangerous or enchanted alienated objects.

If it can be popularized, it will be good news for the army, people, practitioners, and people in the Jianghu of Yu State.

"Yes, the severed arm needs to be placed in a clean box and refrigerated, otherwise the arm will undergo irreversible denaturation after more than three hours."

Li Ang quickly said: "Are you sure you want to replant the amputated limb now? There are surgical tools and anesthetics in my luggage."

"I can still hold on, let's deal with the situation at hand first."

He took another painkiller pill provided by the Zhenfu Department, pushed Xing Pengyue away, and strode towards Xiong Tuohai.

Zila Zila—

The power grid is still shrinking in an orderly manner, and the space for the Shadow Demon to move around is getting smaller and smaller, sometimes turning into a human shape, sometimes turning into a beast shape, roaring at Xiong Takumi and Jianquan monk.

"It can be regarded as caught."

Xiong Tuohai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Gongsun Changyi approaching, and said, "The Shadow Demon and the host are in one body, and if one is injured, it will be passed on to the other.

As long as he keeps torturing the Shadow Demon, even if Shi Xingseng's magic power is as high as the sky, he will continue to be injured, become weak, and finally catch him without a fight. "

After finishing speaking, Xiong Tuohai tightened the lightning net suddenly, binding the Shadow Demon.

The crackling sound of the strong current breaking through the air is dense and sharp,

The Shadow Demon roared and screamed, and black smoke continuously emitted from his body, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

"I have asked someone to investigate."

Gongsun Changyi nodded and said: "Shi Xingseng must not be far from Xingzhou, let the soldiers and government servants carry lanterns and search from house to house.

Whoever has no shadow under the light is Shi Xingseng”

The word "monk" involuntarily prolongs the tone,

Gongsun Changyi's eyes were wide open, and he looked at the feet of Jianquan monk in disbelief.

The Zhenfu soldiers who escaped from the dungeon have set up countless torches on the prison wall, and there are several thin shadows under everyone's feet.

There is only Jianquan, and there is nothing under his feet.

poof—

The feeling of a foreign object piercing through the chest is so sudden,

Gongsun Changyi stared blankly at the chests of himself and Xiong Tuohai, both of whom were pierced by Jianquan monk's arms,

The body that I am proud of, is as weak as a piece of paper in front of Jianquan's skinny arms.

Jianquan still had that kind and gentle smile on his face. He looked at the two old friends, and with a snap, he squeezed the beating hearts of the two with his bare hands.

The vision quickly turned black, and before Gongsun Changyi and Xiong Tuohai could react in time, they lost all their strength, and their bodies fell backwards involuntarily, falling heavily on the ground, turning into two corpses.

“.”

The scene was completely silent. The soldiers of the Zhenfu Division, who thought they had captured the Shadow Demon and had a chance to win, stared dumbfounded at the bizarre scene in front of them.

what happened.

Even Li Ang was in a daze, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Master Jianquan is the leader of the Zen sect in Yu State, a close friend of Lu Qingya, the dean of Luli Academy, and an eminent monk who was treated with various courtesy by two generations of Yu State emperors.

When he was young, he traveled around the world, hunting down demons and eliminating demons in various places to settle injustice.

When he was middle-aged, he practiced Zen and enlightened Taoism, preached Mahayana teachings, and persuaded people to be good.

When I was old, I visited famous mountains, and left behind a series of legends about helping the poor and helping the poor, eliminating violence and keeping the good, showing good and punishing evil.

Even Xuanxiao, the head of the palace mountain who seldom commented on others, once praised him as a model of monks in the world for being kind and gentle, caring for the people.

Paji.

Jianquan dropped the two crushed hearts casually, turned around, and the gold thread on the blood-stained cassock was even more dazzling under the light of the flickering torch.

"Namo Amitabha."

Jianquan, with blood splattered on his face, folded his palms together, smiled gently at everyone, and dripping blood dripped to the ground along his fingers.

(end of this chapter)

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