From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 255: Red
It was already early morning, but the sky was still gray, as if it had been castrated.

Meng Yuan held a knife in his hand and a long sword on his back, and had seen the situation here: the third young lady was controlled by others, Master Nie still had the strength to fight, Jian Zhu and others must have been imprisoned in some way, and all of them sat on the ground like snowmen.

Thinking of the Third Miss's calmness and laziness in the past, Meng Yuan would not underestimate her in the slightest. But since the situation was still caused by others, these two visitors were probably not simple.

If you want to break the situation, you have to fight for your life. This method is not to save people, but just to delay for a while.

At first, Meng Yuan didn't know whether it was the monk who trapped the Third Miss, or the woman in red who trapped the Third Miss.

But somehow, after just exchanging a glance with Ying Ru, without any conversation, Meng Yuan knew that he had to deal with Elder Zhu first.

Activating the Burning Heart Divine Ability, Meng Yuan stepped forward one step at a time, and then released his divine power like a prison, a wisp of energy firmly restrained Elder Zhu.

"Young donor, you are not very old, why are you so murderous?" Elder Zhu did not move, but put his hands together, shook his head slightly and said: "The way of a warrior is to prove the truth in desperate situations, but if the murderous aura is too strong, it will hurt others and yourself."

As soon as he finished saying this, Meng Yuan realized that the other party's practice was different. Not only did his divine might as a prison fail to imprison the other party, but he himself was harmed by it. It was like a ray of fire coming along his own qi and burning himself.

For a moment, Meng Yuan felt like he was trapped in a fire pit.

If Meng Yuan had not spent a long time to burn his heart and refine his mind, he would have lost on the spot.

After calming down a little, Meng Yuan frowned and looked at Elder Zhu.

"Oh?" Elder Zhu saw Meng Yuan's face turn red for a moment, and then returned to normal. He praised: "This young donor has an extraordinary skill and a firm mind."

Elder Zhu nodded slightly to Ying Rushi in the pavilion and said, "Fellow Daoist Ying has trained you well."

At this moment, Meng Yuan turned into a flying rainbow and rushed forward.

But by the time he reached him, Elder Zhu's aura had been lost, Meng Yuan swung out with a shadowy knife, and Elder Zhu turned into a ray of fire.

When the sword light dispersed the flames, another flame appeared in the distance, and then the flame turned into Elder Zhu.

Meng Yuan knew that he had met a master, and he was definitely not someone like Jie Kaiping who was not good at fighting, or someone like Kurong Dashi who was only slightly skilled in fighting.

This great monk might be at the fifth level of Buddhism.

"I never thought that the young donor is actually the root of Qingyang Palace." Elder Zhu's ruddy face was reflected by the white snow, and he really looked like a senior monk.

Meng Yuan saw that the other person was wearing black clothes and straw sandals, his cassock was torn, and his expression seemed calm and indifferent, but he vaguely resembled an old acquaintance: Master Ku Rong.

At this time, the woman in red walked towards Meng Yuan with graceful steps, giggling and said, "Little guy, the old bald donkey is a follower of the Buddha of Freedom. He came for the Ying family. Your opponent is me."

At this point, the red-dressed lady smiled and said, "By the way, my humble name is Lian Nu. May I ask your name, sir?"

The woman was beautiful, and her every frown and smile was full of charm, all natural and without any affectation.

Meng Yuan had seen women in love before, some as charming and attractive as Nie Qingqing, but compared to the person in front of him, Nie Qingqing was like a child.

Especially under the white snow, she looks even more strange in her red dress.

Meng Yuan knew very well that the other party was definitely not a good person, so he pushed his Burning Heart ability to the extreme, just to find the weakness of this woman.

Seeing Meng Yuan remained silent, the red-dressed woman Lian Nu laughed even more happily and said, "Why don't you talk to me? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

She stared at Meng Yuan, examined him for a moment, and said with a smile: "You are Meng Feiyuan, right? I heard Kong Que talk about you."

What kind of mouth does Jie Kaiping have? He always brings me up whenever he meets someone? Meng Yuan just thinks Jie Kaiping is abominable.

"Did you kill the thin-waisted slave?" Lian Nu asked.

"That's right." Meng Yuan finally answered.

"The thin-waisted slave stinks, she can't save anyone." Lian Nu's eyes seemed to reflect the snow in the sky, "The slave is the most considerate, and the cold weather can warm people the most." "Amitabha." The elder Zhu said, "This little donor has a way to calm his mind, don't waste your time."

Lian Nu smiled and said, "The so-called climbing to the other side together is not for the beauty of the other side, but for the fun of climbing together. Old bald donkey, you will never understand romance until you die, how can you know the joy of flirting?"

"Amitabha." Elder Zhu didn't care about these words, and just said: "I'm not afraid of delaying Qing Guangzi's business."

After saying this, the smile on the red-clothed Lian Nu's face did not diminish, and she just looked at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan took a step forward, continuing to activate his Burning Heart while trying the Wind Shadow stealth method.

"This is a method from the Demon Country." Lian Nu saw that Meng Yuan disappeared for no reason and was hidden in the wind and snow. She felt a little restrained, and every gust of wind around her seemed to hide murderous intent.

"It's just a blind spot." Lian Nu's face became happier and happier. "In fact, this method is much worse than Dugu's Hidden Dragon in the Abyss."

Lian Nu looked at Ying Rushi calmly and said with a smile, "Friend Ying, your guard is so loyal. How about I ask him to come to see you honestly?"

"Such a handsome young man, even if he is hiding without a trace, is as dazzling as a torch in my eyes." Lian Nu in red clothes was excited, and her originally fair and beautiful face suddenly became a little more mature. She said: "Forget the method of burning your body, forget the heart of fighting to the death, come and kneel down in front of me."

As she spoke, the red-clothed Lian Nu pointed forward.

Meng Yuan appeared five steps away and pointed forward.

Lian Nu saw that Meng Yuan had no panic on his face, and there was a faint golden light all over his body. The golden light was subtle, but lingering, and if you felt it carefully, it seemed that there was great power hidden in it.

"The gods have descended to earth!" Lian Nu no longer smiled, but frowned in response.

Even though he was a fifth-rank Buddhist, warriors were so unreasonable. The Tianji method was mysterious, and the gods who came down to earth were not afraid of all kinds of magic. The Buddhist method of confusing the mind with thoughts was really ineffective at this moment.

As the fingers got closer, Lian Nu felt more and more different.

This finger seemed to be released casually, like picking a flower, and it seemed to have condensed supreme power, as if it could turn the heaven and earth around, making the wind and snow retreat back to the sky, and all things disappear without the sun and the moon.

"Bodhi Extermination Dao?" Lian Nu finally recognized it. She quickly formed seals with her hands, and Buddha's light surged around her, like thousands of lotus flowers blooming.

Miedao pointed his finger and countless lotuses disappeared one by one like dream bubbles. Liannu appeared ten steps away, her red dress was torn, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

But beneath the skin, there is not a fair, taut, graceful body, but wrinkles all over.

Meng Yuan saw clearly that although the old woman was in a mess, she was not hurt.

The fifth level of Buddhism, the Dharmakāya seems to be related to the lotus, but Meng Yuan attacked with all his might, and this Bodhi Destroying Dao was even more powerful than the Floating Light Cave Heaven, and he did not allow the opponent to show his true ability and true Dharmakāya.

Meng Yuan did not dare to pause for a moment. He suppressed the confused mind that had been triggered by the Bodhi Extinction Movement, and endured the discomfort of his body. The flames on the knife in his hand were raging. He planned to take advantage of the time when the gods came down to earth to support him and at least seriously injure him.

"Meng Lang is so heartless!" Lian Nu's red dress could hardly cover her body, but she didn't care. The teasing expression on her face was gone, and she became serious instead.

Lian Nu saw that the other party's knife was on fire, and it seemed to burn all the snow in the sky. She was not panicked at all, and just said: "Okay, okay, no wonder Kong Que was willing to let you sleep with her mother!"

As she spoke, Lian Nu formed seals with her hands, and the Buddha's light on her body became brighter, as if she was in a lotus.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Elder Zhu suddenly shouted, and his body turned into flames, immediately covering Lian Nu.

The flames soon died down, and Elder Zhu's face turned pale. Lian Nu's red dress disappeared, and she was covered in blood.

A man stood in the pavilion, standing next to Ying Rushi.

The man was not tall, and wore a bamboo hat, so his true face could not be seen. He was covered with a red cloak, and a small white hand held a sword outside the cloak.

(End of this chapter)