The seven masters fell down in an instant, and it was obvious that the crossbow arrows were powerful. The crossbow arrows continued to fire arrows and wanted to kill them all. Although some people went to help the soldiers, they could not relieve their near thirst, and the situation was very critical. Xiao Yi shouted in a hurry,

"Master, if this prince is killed, I am afraid that Dali will be even more chaotic. I will help him now."

Ye Feng grabbed him and said,

"Xiao Yi, it's not the time yet, and it's not that easy to kill him. Wait and see."

He held Xiao Yi down, Xiao Yi was unable to get up, so he had to give up. He looked at the war in the distance, his heart was ups and downs, and he felt very painful. Bai Qingtong Lu clenched his arm, and he felt a little warmth, which calmed down a little.

Lin Fan killed the swordsman and was proud of himself and wanted to slip away in the chaos. When he turned around, he saw the monk Hongwu standing behind him with a stick. He felt a chill in his heart. He knew how much he had. In terms of martial arts, he was slightly inferior to the monk. He had consumed too much energy before, but the monk was in full swing for a long time and was in full anger. If he fought, he would definitely lose. He quickly put away the smile on his face, clasped his fists and said,

"Master Hongwu is unparalleled in martial arts. How dare you fight with you? It's better not to fight."

After saying that, he put the knife across his chest and slowly retreated. Monk Hongwu stepped forward to block Lin Fan's way, and in an instant he fought with one knife and one stick. Lin Fan was extremely tired, but his life was at stake, and he was also fighting for his life. The two of them were vague, and the rest of them could not get in front of him at all.

Looking at the other side, the four masters were killed and injured in front of them. The four men also had their lives. Although they did not take any life, they also affected their speed of attack.

Xiao Yi looked at Ye Feng earnestly, Ye Feng seemed to be able to feel it. He sighed, patted his hand, and smiled,

"If you want to go, go, but don't show off. Be careful and save your life. My team will depend on you to continue."

Bai Qingtong Lu said in unison,

"Brother Xiao Yi, be careful!"

Xiao Yi nodded, jumped down, touched a lot of gravel on the ground, and slowly dived over. The gravel broke through the air and kept hitting the crossbow archer's hand. The crossbow archer's formation slowly became chaotic, not as sharp as before. The monks' formation also had a breather and rushed towards the formation one after another. Once they could get close, the power of the formation was greatly reduced. Many of them put down their crossbows and walked forward with their swords to fight with the monk.

Lin Fan was forced back by Baimei Hongwu, and gritted his teeth with hatred. He was angry and kicked the two of them away and rushed into the monk. With the monk's body, he actually avoided Hongwu's long stick. He was overjoyed for a moment and fled. Occasionally, he used two swords and chasing the monk's team. The wailing sound continued, but more of it was a muffled groan and he was dead.

Xiao Yi wandered around, constantly throwing flying stones. The formation was broken, and several sides were fighting in close combat. The sound of swords, sticks and sticks colliding was extremely harsh and shocking. The masters beside the prince had fallen down again. It was the one who used fists and fan. The two of them had excellent martial arts. However, their weapons could not exert their power in such wars. They just resisted them blindly, and that would inevitably be a dead end.

The remaining two masters were entangled and could not take the prince out. There were chaos soldiers around him. Seeing that the prince was cutting down several big knives at the same time, the two were powerless. The prince knew that his death date had come, so he closed his eyes and waited for death. At this moment, a figure jumped in front of him, held the big knives up, and he bounced up hard, and forced the few people holding the knife to take a step back. The person coming was Xiao Yi, who waved the black stick and used the gun flower, and no one could approach him. The prince didn't know who this was, but he knew that he was not a rioter, so he asked tremblingly.

"Thank you for saving your life. I don't know the name of the hero Gao, so I will definitely be the prince..."

"Shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Xiao Yi. Several crossbow arrows flew over and were bounced away by Xiao Yi. The prince hid behind Xiao Yi and saw that the boy was dancing with a black stick, which was very beautiful. Several people were fighting in front of him, but he skillfully resolved it and repelled. Everyone was also very convinced by Xiao Yi's martial arts. Xiao Yi fought for a while before he knew why the master was worried. If he was in the rain of arrows, he would inevitably suffer some damage. The master said that before the time came, he should try his best to lose the opponent's arrows. Only when the short-term battle was met could he highlight the advantages of this long stick.

After a short time of war, many sword-bearing warriors rushed into the temple. At a glance, they knew that the prince’s reinforcements had arrived. The situation took a sharp turn and the situation of the rebellion was not as good as before. They were slowly eroded by good men from several parties. Seeing that the situation was over, they swung their swords and committed suicide, leaving the last blood and blood on the back mountain of Chongsheng Temple.

The rebellion was soon quelled, Lin Fan's big sword was taken off by Hongwu, and the monks blocked him. He was anxious and shouted loudly,

"Your Highness, I don't know anything about this! You must believe me!"

The prince slowly moved out from behind Xiao Yi and roared to Lin Fan.

"Don't talk nonsense, capture this person quickly, I'll interrogate it carefully!"

Lin Fan had consumed more than half of his energy. How could he be able to fight against the monks? He was raised by the monks and pressed on the ground. The prince walked up and stepped on his face with one foot, and then stepped hard. After a while, he slowly said,

"Say, who is the commander? You don't have the courage to do so!"

Lin Fan replied in a grievance,

"Your Highness, you are all following you, no, you are all making up your mind to get these people from the world to annihilate them in one fell swoop! But I never expected that the chaos army was arranged in my camp. I really don't know this! You must believe me, and you must be proud of your efforts when we are shopping in brothels together!"

His Highness the Crown Prince snorted coldly and said with a smile,

"Hmph, whoever went shopping with you in the brothel is thinking who he is? The person comes and chopped off this person!"

Lin Fan said that he was rude. Everyone present knew the whole story, and everyone was not angry. Lin Fan never expected that he was originally doing things for the prince, but in the end he had no affection and wanted to kill him. He was angry, thinking that if he was more careful, he would not have fallen into the field of the present. Several armored warriors came forward and tied his hands and feet together with ropes. One person picked up Lin Fan's big sword and wanted to use this knife to end the life of the evil man. His Highness the Prince sneered, and said,

"Kill me, this man has done so many evil things, and he should have ended up like this long ago!"

Lin Fan was extremely angry and kept rolling on the ground, but was tied up by ropes and could not escape. The warrior held a big knife and looked at Lin Fan and smiled. This was what many people wanted to do. Now this benefit fell on his own hands, so why didn't it surprise me! He raised the long sword high and slashed it hard. Seeing that there was no chance of life again, Lin Fan had to close his eyes and die. As soon as he saw that he was on the slash, the "human demon" Lin Fan was about to leave the prime minister, but a feather arrow rushed over and passed through the chest of the sword-holder. The blade fell backwards with the warrior, on Lin Fan's neck

The tribe left a two-inch blood mark. Seeing that he was not dead, Lin Fan was also very moved. He was guessing who did it, and another feather arrow had flew over and tied the rope behind Lin Fan. Lin Fan untied his bondage, was overjoyed, rolled around the ground, and rolled the long sword into his hand. He knew that if he fought again, he would never be able to break out of the siege. With a change of thought, he rushed towards His Highness the Prince two feet away, thinking that if he could capture the prince and use it as a bargaining chip, he would definitely be able to save his life. If he didn't do it, killing him would not be in vain for his life.

His Highness the Crown Prince was not far from the execution office. Seeing the movement here, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. When the warrior fell backwards, Lin Fan had already killed him. The sword stabbed straight into his chest. The prince had no ability to resist. If no one protected him, he would be dead. The master with a gun beside the prince was very alert and quickly raised the gun to block it. His figure moved to the front of the prince. Although he was seriously injured, he was not afraid at all. Lin Fan's long sword was bounced up by the gun body. Lin Fan's hands were numb, but he still did not give up. He drew a circle in the air and slashed from the lower direction. The man who used the gun just stepped a gear, and the wound on his body cracked and he had no strength to take this move. He used his last strength to insert the long spear into the soil, hoping to reduce the momentum of the long sword. But the force of the knife

How could he resist it? Suddenly, a person appeared beside him and pushed him away with force. Xiao Yi could see clearly that it was the person holding the sword. This man had white hair and a little bright red on his white hair. When he looked at his makeup and demeanor, he knew that it was the leader of the seven masters. This sword pulled his chest and abdomen from the bottom up. This push was his last mission. Seeing that the eldest brother could not survive anymore, the gunman used his last strength to hold his body, and the body collapsed on him without a trace of breath. Everyone was frightened. He didn't expect that the master was so vulnerable, but after looking closely, he found that he had already been caught in dozens of arrows, and the arrows were slashed into his body, and the rest was cut by him with his sword, looking like he was wearing a torn dress full of holes.

Xiao Yi thought everything was over, so he said goodbye to the prince and walked towards Ye Feng. However, it was the familiar feather arrow that changed everything. He quickly turned around, but it was too late. Xiao Yi rushed towards Lin Fan quickly and raised his stick to beat him. Lin Fan knew that he was strong and his martial arts were also great, so he was unwilling to get involved with him, and was about to escape from the place of right and wrong. The Hongwu monk rushed in front of him again. He could not move forward and retreat, and was extremely angry, so he had to rush towards the prince. Xiao Yi rushed over and protected the prince behind him with the warriors. His Highness was temporarily in danger of his life. Lin Fan slashed at Xiao Yi with a sword. Xiao Yi stood up and wanted to block it. Unexpectedly, Lin Fan made a false move. He pulled the knife back, but his body slid behind Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi couldn't stop him.

Lin Fan had already slashed the prince's guard with a knife. Several people took the prince out and the prince stood up. Lin Fan was right in front of him. Lin Fan was about to make a move, but suddenly his wrist hurt, and the long sword almost fell to the ground. Looking back, he was hit by Xiao Yi's long stick. Monk Hongwu had already rushed to the front and blocked Lin Fan's way. Seeing this, the guards took the opportunity to bring the knife to the front and surrounded him. Lin Fan knew something was wrong, but he was afraid that he would not escape again this time. He kept waving the long sword, but the situation had not changed. What he hoped in his heart was that the archery master came to change the world with another arrow, but he was unable to wait for the arrow. His heart was ashamed and his thoughts had disappeared. At this moment, a scream made Lin Fan wake up instantly.

"Master, why are you? Master, you have something to say, and you have something to say..."

Everyone looked back and saw that the prince was actually captured by Monk Hongwu. With Master Hongwu's strength, he could end him on the spot with a little force. This happened so unexpectedly that Xiao Yi and the guards stood on the spot, forgot that Lin Fan was still waiting for death. Lin Fan was overjoyed, knowing that God treated him well, and that this situation would allow him to escape from the sky. He looked around, selected the best route, cut and slashed and opened a bloody road, ran out of the encirclement, hid into the darkness, and never saw him again.

The guards kept staring at the prince and the monk Hongwu. They knew that if something happened to the prince, the whole family would have to be buried with them together. However, the monk's martial arts skills were too high and there was a hostage to the prince. Of course, no one dared to move forward rashly, and everyone was in a dilemma. Monk Hongwu laughed,

"You prince is arrogant and domineering, killing so many innocent people. If you become emperor, will the people have a good life in the future? Just like your father back then, you didn't even blink. Today I will eliminate the harm for the people, and it will end up being a person in troubled times. I am not willing to die for the monk. Even if I am torn to pieces, I am willing to do it."

After saying that, his prince wailed, and the guards felt a sank. Suddenly, a loud shout sounded.

"When he dies, who can be this emperor!"

The person who asked was Xiao Yi. He held a black stick in his hand and kept trembling.

Monk Hongwu relaxed a little, and laughed out loud.

"Whoever does it is better than him!"

Xiao Yi asked,

"If you don't have prestige and have bad reputations, how can you become an emperor? Then will the world be even more chaotic?"

Monk Hongwu laughed again and replied slowly,

"The throne of the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren was originally robbed. If the orthodox man was still in the world, could he have such prestige?"

Everyone present changed their colors. It was forty years ago that the Emperor of Wenjing was deposed as a monk. Now that he was brought up by this monk Hongwu, his heart was pounding. What's more, when the descendants said it, everyone was shocked. His Royal Highness's two lines of tears rolled down and kept begging. Monk Hongwu's voice was astonishing as thunder, and he said,

"Now the orthodox is still alive, and his descendants are also merciful. Isn't it more for the sake of the people of the world? Think about it carefully. If the prince dies here, will you and your family be spared? If that orthodox, I can guarantee that I will never involve you and your family."

All the guards were silent. Anyway, they were powerless now, so they had to rely on the will of heaven. Monk Hongwu laughed loudly. At this moment, an old voice came quietly.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this!"

Everyone looked up the mountain and saw a wood door gently opened not far away. An old monk slowly moved out, leaned in front of the door, and looked at this side. Monk Hongwu's tears rolled down,

"Senior brother, do you know that your hard Zen for the past forty years has been given by this ancestor. Now that you have such a good opportunity, why not..."

The old monk shook his head and asked,

"Junior brother, how many years have you been in the temple?"

Monk Hongwu was stunned and replied slowly,

"I have been in the temple for forty years."

The old voice came out again,

"It's been so many years, hey, why can't you see through it?"

Hongwu replied,

"I had no intention of interfering in this temple, but the father and son were really against humanity and were killed by nature, so I was afraid it would be of no use to the people."

The old monk's voice came again,

"Junior brother, today's massacre is also caused by you. Look at the dead body forming a mountain, it's really a great sin. It's a sin, a sin! You are a mellow nature, but why is your intention so sinister today? I really can't understand it."

Monk Hongwu replied,

"An old friend mentioned this incident of descendants, and I was shocked at the time. I wonder if my senior brother remembers that he has a young son, who has left incense for your lineage."

The old monk's body trembled slightly, his lips opened and closed several times, and he sighed lightly after a while and replied,

"I didn't want to mention the old things again, but this...oh, okay. Junior brother, do you know why senior brother has no complaints?"

"Senior brother, please speak."

"I didn't like fighting, and I took power very seriously. I had been in power for two years but did nothing and had no benefit to the people's livelihood. I knew I was not the emperor's talent, so I didn't resist. As the emperor, I was actually happy from the bottom of my heart. Later, I became a monk and was forced, and the other half was still what I wanted, which was also considered a good home for myself. After becoming a monk, these three emperors did not treat me badly. Although there were also monks at first, they were also monitored by monks, but later they were no restraints, allowing me to spend the rest of my life, which was considered a thought."

Monk Hongwu breathed a little rapid.

"Senior brother, they thought you had no children, but God had eyes, so it was because of the fact that Ming Concubine left your bones and blood!"

The old monk trembled a little and said for a while,

"Junior brother, let it go, everything is like the clouds of the past, don't be obsessed anymore."

Hongwu hesitated a little, but heard someone shouting,

"Monkey Hongwu, do you still remember the year when the emperor ascended the throne, the traitors in the south were rebelled, the innocent died, and the family wives were separated! That team of crossbowmen were these miserable children! Seeing that he had no time to live, the emperor cleaned up his doors and paved the way for his son to succeed to the throne, which would add so many unjust souls! The prince was cold-hearted, hey, it was hard to say whether it was a blessing or a disaster!"

The person who spoke was Ye Feng. Xiao Yi was too familiar with his voice. When he heard it, his scalp was numb. Monk Hongwu was also extremely angry and was excited by him and he wanted to kill him. The old monk couldn't help coughing. Hongwu was afraid that he had something to do, so he took the prince's palace down to the front. The old monk was as if he had withered hands, holding the prince's hand with the other hand with Hongwu, and said softly,

"Child, can you agree to my uncle?"

The Prince's Palace was flowing with tears and snot. He kept nodding and heard the old monk continue to say,

"Children, you must take the world as your responsibility in the future. After today, I hope you will reform and be a good emperor. Even if you see the Buddha, you will pray for you every day."

He looked at Monk Hongwu and said,

"Junior brother, no one is perfect, no one is perfect. This Emperor Yingdao has been in power for more than ten years, but it has not been a big deal. I think his son will see the world clearly after this battle. In the future, he will seek welfare for the people and will not die in vain."

After saying that, the old monk looked at the roof and said loudly,

"Donor, I guess it's your fault."
To be continued...