Chapter 19 Killing
"Magic! Demon! Demon!"
Where does the sound come from, like a war drum, like thunder!
Oh, my God, that kind of howling clearly spreads with the Master as the center, that is his blood restless!
The restless energy rushes along the meridians!
The unbearable body carries unparalleled fury!
Exorbiting, eye-catching and enchanting!
When the husband opened his eyes again, it seemed that even the world was covered with a layer of scarlet, and the sea of blood was surging!
The blood moon has dropped endless red!
In this bloody night, the momentary time is like still!
Kela!
What is breaking?
It's like the collapse of porcelain!
The space around the master, there are endless cracks in an instant, dense, like a cobweb!
His figure suddenly faded away, and Hao Ran instantly surpassed the time and space, and could avoid the silver sword light and tsunami mountain!
Silently, a long white figure appeared at the same time, right behind the gloomy Taoist!
Woe! The unspeakable picture scroll unfolds slowly!
Two Masters! Two identical and illusory husbands coexist in the same time and space!
True or false, false true or false, true and false when true or false, true and false when false is true! This method, unheard of, is not limited to the mortal world!
The gloomy Taoist's face is still full of enthusiasm and greed, which is twisted, shocking and disgusting.
A bright and long sword suddenly reached the neck of the Taoist, and the Taoist was about to die, but he didn't know it!
At this time--
"Amitabha!"
A loud Buddha's name cut through the blood curtain.
Blood moon, blood light, bloody world.
All this disappeared with the remaining foggy figure of the husband!
Puff, sw!
Two blood springs burst out at the same time!
Under the sky, next to the gloomy Taoist, the husband's virtual shadow suddenly condensed, and suddenly spit blood, as if he was seriously injured!
The half-step congenital Taoist was even more miserable. The first moment was full of confidence. The next second, he only felt the morning clock in his ears, and it was too late to wake up.
He dodged in a panic and even tried to build an air wall, but he didn't want to have a pain in his neck. When he escaped, half of his neck was almost pulled down!
The doctor staggered and stood in the air, and finally never took off the head of the Baode Taoist.
Baode Taoist almost survived, was shocked, and threw all his ambitions out of the sky.
There is only half of his life left. Under the lingering breath, he didn't dare to have any evil thoughts, and his face was thrown aside.
I saw him bring up a blood line and screamed in horror at the speed that the doctor could not see his figure clearly.
Feihong Jidian, this strong left man, doesn't know where he is going in an instant!
In this way, Baode is worthless.
The strong enemy flicks away, although others are frightened, and even more have not yet responded, but it is of little help to the situation.
The master stood still and had no intention of adjusting his interest. He did not wait for the second wave of offensive at all. He directly took himself as the center, circled with his sword, and drew an arc.
The translucent circular arc cuts straight like water waves, and the distance is close, but Ji Xing uses a fan as a shield, and the sound of "bang" is slightly blocked, and immediately spits blood and throws out.
Other people who cut off the arc light, 80% of the people who were close to the distance were just in a hurry to take action, all of them stopped their waists and broke their lives, and died tragically.
Even if the distance is slightly far away, as long as it is still on the arc horizontal line, if you can't react, your arm will be broken immediately!
"Ah!!!"
"The devil is vicious!!!"
One after another screaming, abuse, and blood rain in the sky, accompanied by many filths and broken internal organs.
For a while, the former warm village, the college of students and Depei's side, was like a slaughterhouse!
This strong attack with another injury has a wonderful effect and makes the enemy more afraid.
At this moment, the Master's face became paler and paler, and he was not shaken by the tragic situation in front of him.
He stared coldly at an old monk who was not very eye-catching among the people. The monk lowered his eyebrows and proclaimed the Buddha's name.
Boom!
It was not until this moment that the previous gloomy Taoist sent out a sword rainbow waterfall, rubbing the power of the mountains and rivers, and all kinds of energy suddenly fell ten miles away, and flattened a raised mountain!
The huge waves of dust rolled up the sky, but it was not clear in the dark.
The survivors around retreated one after another, and many even fell directly to the ground. They no longer dared to show their bodies, not to mention the old devil Liu who was close to the murderous.
At this time, the long-browed old monk who stayed in the original place was directly highlighted.
Looking at the old man, he clearly gives people unparalleled pressure!
Thick! Shen Yun! Compassion!
...
"Connate!"
Since the beginning of the battle, the Master spoke for the first time, but his voice was very different from the past, hoarse and harsh.
The monk's face was full of sadness, and regardless of many injured and even fallen companions, he only silently locked the husband.
He read the rebirth curse at a very fast speed, and then raised his head with white eyebrows fluttering.
"Lord Liu Shi, I was very sorry that I couldn't keep you at that time."
"These days, Lao Nang always thinks about the orphans and widows who died tragically that day, and always feels guilty."
"In fact, there are many doubts about the words you shirked in those years. I hate that the old brother is so compassionate that he is willing to guarantee for you and such demons!"
"Sure enough, since then, there has been no more of your legend in the world, let's not to find out the truth in person."
"See you today. Although the benefactor was able to step into the innate world, he completely stepped on the devil's path. The devil broke his feelings, which was sad and lamentable. Think about it, you have no intention to refute those things again. Evil deeds, evil deeds have evil retribution, heavenly principles, and Taoist demons are intolerant!"
The old monk stared coldly at the husband, and his turbid eyes seemed to have already seen through the filth under the gorgeous skin.
On his face, the color of sadness gradually turned into murderous intent, and his eyes were awe-sighted.
Some people even spit on demons and gods for what they do, and Buddha also wants to be angry!
"Hey!"
The master sneered, and his expression seemed to be a little loose. Looking around, he saw dozens of masters surrounded him in the sky and on the ground. Some people are indeed full of hatred, but more are naked greed!
"Stop research monk, I didn't expect that even you would be greedy for the heavenly treasure."
The old monk was stunned, and his murderous spirit was stagnant, and he couldn't help making a low noise. Greed is one of the greatest original sins of Buddhism. Even if he is a famous monk, he can't help introspection!
At the moment when Zhiyan lowered his head, the Master had disappeared from his place and turned into a streamer towards the old monk who seemed to be stunned.
The plunderers exclaimed, but they did not see the compassionate old monk's trick and blood splashed on the spot.
with a "bang".
A golden bowl that I don't know where it came from directly scattered a magnificent beam of light, covering the rotten silver blade!
"Amitabha!"
The old monk suddenly raised his head, and his turbid eyes were very clear, and he could not be shaken at all!
...
"Fuck!"
Bum!
The white rainbow passed by, the blood splashed everywhere, and an iron wolf who returned for food late was split into two.
Liu Yi shuttled through the dense forest with a very fast body, with only a slight rustling sound. It seemed that even the current wind was excellent to control, so as not to make too much noise.
I have to say that although he lacks talent in martial arts, he is absolutely bypassed in other aspects.
No matter how satisfied he was with his usual practice, he couldn't help but be irritable and swear.
Calm, cold-blooded and cold-hearted, these things instilled in him by the little doctor seem to have lost their former role at this moment.
The rise and fall of an instant, leaving too much in an instant is not only subjectively acceptable, but also objectively will not cause any obstruction.
Liu Yi is extremely fast, no less than tigers, leopards and beasts, but in the end, he is only a martial artist in the foundation period. Except for the true cultivation of a little solution, there is no other internal power or anything.
At best, he is just a third-rate master now, even if he is much better than ordinary scattered people, and even the third-rate has surpassed mortals.
After all, the third stream is only the third stream. Even if he runs hard and has a cup of tea, he can still hear a shocking roar behind him!
Sweat gradually came out of his forehead, and Liu Yi, with a pale face, only felt extremely tired.
He doesn't even know how many enemies he has and the strength of the enemy.
Originally, the blind confidence in the husband also faded with the passage of time and rational judgment, and with the collision that seemed to be evenly matched.
Over the years, his feelings for the husband have been far more than his own recognition. Of course, the teacher is more like a strict teacher than a kind father after all, so in his heart, he does not necessarily have a similar impulse to sacrifice his life for the other party.
Maybe the doctor intends to cultivate him like this, maybe the nightmare has never been waved, or something deeper is preventing him from opening his heart. It doesn't matter. These don't matter at all. The important thing is that he is at a loss.
At a loss, that's the most terrible, more terrible than the impulse and madness that can be expected.
Liu Yi ran and gradually stopped and gasped gently.
Looking up at the foggy moon, Liu Yi turned back and rushed back to the village!
Of course, he will not be so arrogant that he wants to save his master. With his cultivation, how to shed blood and be impulsive and brave can only be a burden.
At this time, only a fat face that had left not long ago was reflected in his mind, and a picture of a warm scholar holding a bamboo roll to teach and solve puzzles!
These pictures were deliberately forgotten by him as soon as they came into view.
The way is different and they don't conspire with each other.
But this should not be a weak excuse!
If you despise hypocrisy on the one hand, but wander for beauty on the other hand, then don't abandon evil.
Of course, good people will not be rewarded. This day, they have been blind for a long time.
The master said so, the old man in Changjia Village said so, and so did the inexplicable voice in his mind.
Liu Yi never felt how great he was, and even occasionally mocked himself for being despicable. He turned around, unlike Chang Pan, who held the idea of saving people and adhered to good intentions.
He turned around and just wanted to stand far away to see who drove him away like a homeless dog.
He turned around just to prove that he was not worse than Chang Pan, and he also had considerable faith and courage!
Good thoughts and evil thoughts are all beliefs!
In other words, if the comeer can't resist even the master, and the target is exactly him. No matter how fast he runs, what's the use?
If the person's intention is not for him, but he just happens.
So, he is confident that he will not be found hiding anywhere!
The eyes of the eagle, the cunning of the fox, the ferocity of the wolf, and the familiarity with the terrain, these are all invisible capital!
Maybe he is even more reluctant to do something different from Changpan, something that may be called luck.
Maybe, add a little bit of impulsive emotions that he doesn't even want to admit.
If reason and feelings can coexist--
Liu Yi flies, his hair ends dance with the wind, and sporadic purple arcs appear at the end.
He never found that his speed grew out of thin air.
He didn't find that the night was getting darker and darker, and the thicker he was getting heavier and heavier!
(PS: Happy birthday to the evil friends.)