12. When I draw my sword, it will be your time of death.

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Hundreds of corpses had fallen around Yan Chaoyang's body, and hundreds of masters of the Adjudication Division besieged him, but they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, which had to be said to be a kind of irony;

He is a cultivator who has risen from the sea of corpses and blood, and killing people is as simple as breathing for him, and what weaknesses in the human body are, which position is fatal, which position can make people lose their mobility, which position is the weakest protection, and which position can prevent the condensation of vitality, are all engraved in his mind like a secret book that is ripe.

As mentioned earlier, his real name is awakened in the midst of murder, and man's true name is more or less related to his temperament, which belongs to a kind of vision that "comes from the heart", which is subtle and can only be experienced by himself.

Yan Chaoyang's awakened true name allowed him to treat killing people as an instinct, without a single grade of cultivation, let alone touching him, there was no place to stand within half a zhang, so don't want to get close at all.

"Stand down. Li Yong's opening made a group of judges feel like they had been amnestied.

"Mr. Two has a strong heart, even if his master has suffered misfortune, he can be calm. ”

Li Yong smiled coldly, "Oh, forgive this seat for being presumptuous, it seems that the Yanshan thieves can't get rid of Shen Ke, who is fighting for power and power; you must know that this is the beginning of destruction, and those who have escaped their fate, isn't it also disgusted by the sky? Sooner or later, there will always be a thunderbolt that strikes, and it is natural that the soul will be annihilated." ”

Yan Chaoyang's eyes were as cold as water, and the ancient well had no waves, completely unmoved.

The so-called heart attack technique must catch the other party's sore feet, if not, it will be treated as a clown who jumps and screams.

What is the weakness of such a man? What is his inverse scale, and what will happen when he touches it?

That's what people are: you can never empathize with the pain of others, let alone know the thoughts of a stranger unless you have all your heart and soul in contact with them.

It is not excluded that a person who is naturally keen, good at grasping people's weaknesses and attacking them, this is a middle master, and Master Calamus, the author of "The Feast of Ghosts and Gods", is one.

However, Li Yong's careful thinking is a little more, but his cultivation is not ambiguous at all, and he also has a strong heart.

"Behold, what a perfect man, who ought not to be a robber, and whose heart was beating slowly, and whose breath seemed to be nothing, what a beautiful music that the seat had heard, and the souls of the dead had let go of their voices, and the spirit of the seat was ready to move. ”

Little by little, transparent white light poured out of Li Yong's body like a mountain torrent bursting a levee, like an unbridled elf, holding a grand banquet, the temperature within a radius of several miles plummeted, as if falling deep into a cave, the kind of coldness that pierced the soul, as if possessed by a dead soul, made people both disgusted and frightened.

How dare the men show disgust? they had to spread the fear of the other half of their faces as if they were about to distort it, and they kept retreating to the periphery, looking at them from afar, and the half of the false fear was extremely comical.

Of course, this is not a stage, and there is no stage drama of "emperors and generals". It's just a contest between practitioners and practitioners, and it's a heavy and solemn one, but it's not solemn.

The sword is high.

If there were tens of thousands of qi machines emanating from the Qu Snake Sword, that kind of yin cooling and tyrannical gas state was really amazing.

Then, countless qi machines converged into an invisible shadow in front of Li Yong like condensation, as if the giant snake was spitting out a letter with its head held high, and with the snake sword stabbing forward, the giant snake pounced and bit out, and there was a "hiss" spitting sound, it felt like a giant snake, but it seemed to have countless giant snakes, just like a moving snake fortress.

Yan Chaoyang's body surged with dark blue electric fire, like the birth of a thunder god, and the surrounding airspace was propped up into a circular aura by the surging vitality; the wave-like air flow was pushed outward layer by layer, like ripples in the void; the night was like water, turning over the river and the sea.

Countless Yuan Qi swirled rapidly on the aura, and rubbed out an arc of "Clang".

This trick he had used when dealing with Su Yu, called "Ten Directions Heavenly Heavy Thunder Prison", it was a stunt in the "Leaving the Mountain Divine Technique", which could not only resist the opponent's attack, but also spontaneously counterattack.

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and the giant snake phantom crashed into it.

The collision of fire and water is like a boiling oil pot exploding.

At that moment, the earth seemed to be shaken by an inexplicable force, and the circular aura was agitated like a heartbeat, and the thunder and fire were as wild as a dragon, and a phantom of a humanoid monster wearing armor appeared in it.

"Whew!"

The phantom raised its head and roared, its aura suddenly expanded, and the shadow of the giant snake was like snow in the sun, completely destroyed.

The aftermath did not stop, and it turned into a tidal wave of energy and returned. Li Yong's face changed, and he only blocked the Qu Snake Sword forward, snorted, and involuntarily moved back a few feet, his face was slightly pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Er's mastery is really surprising, and it is unseen and unheard of. Li Yong's eyes were sharp, looking for Yan Chaoyang's flaws.

Yan Chaoyang didn't say a word, he suddenly threw out the Dragon Soul Spear, his body turned into light and shadow with the Dragon Soul Spear, and rushed towards the direction of Yanping Gate quickly and violently. No one dares to stop it, no one dares to stop it, and no one can stop it.

Li Yong looked at his back thoughtfully, and after a while, he sneered and chased after him again.

......

Lan Yu, the commander of the Adjudication Division, is the fourth grade, and the second rank is a martial artist.

The simple information of the person in front of me flashed through his mind, and there was no possibility of victory under normal conditions.

At this time of mental disorder, if you release the power of resentment, it is tantamount to looking for death, but it is better to seek death than to wait for death, he is never a person waiting for death, even if it is only a finger-sized firework, it must be completely bloomed before it can be extinguished.

Slowly adjusting his breathing, he was engrossed, the noise of the pursuers in his ears suddenly stopped, the sound of the night wind became clear, as if telling something, the roof tiles under his feet and the dark green moss on the roof tiles seemed to have life, and the countless "rustling" sounds flowed into his mind like a torrent of thousands of things.

All things have a voice, live because of the heart, and it is the heart of the sword.

Kenshin is a realm of mystery, elusiveness.

No one knows what will happen when you sink into that realm.

In the chaotic world, the Qinglian Washing Heart appeared without functioning, revolving around the sword heart.

However, at this moment, a night eagle's cry exploded in his ears like thunder, and the great sword formed by the sword heart suddenly collapsed, Qinglian and Xixin disappeared together, and the chaotic world returned to chaos again, the noise of the pursuers penetrated into the ears again, and the light sigh of the night wind became inaudible.

In the realm of all things with sounds, the most taboo is to break the gong, and the power of the backlash spreads all over the body, only to feel that every nerve in the body has been crushed, and the severe pain almost forced him to scream, but he was forced to hold back, and the seven orifices oozed blood, which was extremely tragic.

The beast from nowhere actually screamed at a critical moment, which is really annoying.

Lan Yu smiled, stretched out his elbow, and saw a black shadow fall like lightning, and when it fell low, it circled twice and landed steadily on his elbow;

"I picked it up in my early years, followed me for more than ten years, and was the most sensitive to the crisis; you must be going to do something powerful, it is rumored that you killed the first heir of Xiaomen in Kunyuan Mountain, I still don't believe it, but now it seems that I have to believe it; what secrets should you hide, I don't know if you can share it with me, if you are satisfied, maybe you can turn a blind eye and let you go." ”

Lan Yu's eyes had gradually become greedy.

Yan Li smiled slightly, and said: "Swallowing a secret, making oneself swell, constantly and continuously, so tall, I think the masters on the Shura list must have done this, otherwise how can they be so 'tall'? And this eagle, which has nothing to disturb people and is pure in the middle of the night, is really not a good bird." The secret is not important, the important thing is to be happy and happy, if Lord Lan breaks the neck of this beast, I will tell you the secret. ”

Sometimes he compromises, gives up his dignity, and prostrates on the ground when the situation dictates it, and sometimes he doesn't, and his harsh words are used as weapons to pierce people in the heart.

The vultures seemed to be psychic, and when they heard this, their eyes became more fierce and restless.

"It seems that you are indifferent to the sincerity of this official. Lan Yu gently stroked the vulture's wings, "Maybe I can find something from your corpse, and then my child will eat you all." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the vulture turned into a gray lightning bolt and pounced on Yan Li.

Its sharp and sharp beak is a holy sword forged by lightning, and anything hard will be torn apart by it.

Unable to catch it with the naked eye, Yan Li simply closed his eyes and melted himself into the darkness, as if he was in an endless field, but there was not a single grass or tree, and the movement of lightning was judged by the flowing wind.

A straight trajectory came to mind. Yan Li raised his left hand without thinking, and the hilt of the cliff pierced the void, and with a muffled "bang", it hit the beak of the vulture with precision.

The vultures let out a cry of pain, and turned a corner, spread its big wings, swayed upward, the red light in its eyes was faint, and when it reached a certain height, it coiled in a circle, falling straight down, and the big wings swung halfway, and the angle was magically tilted, and it was aimed at Yan Li's head again.

This time, its speed is truly lightning fast.

"It's just a brute after all. ”

Yan Li sneered, choked on his sword, and slashed through the trajectory that had been calculated earlier.

The vultures were cut in two, and their gray feathers fluttered like withered petals, symbolizing death.

"You deserve to die for your sin!"

The sound of blue jade's gnashing teeth sounded behind him, only to feel a heavy blow slamming on his back, and his body involuntarily fell forward, falling on the gray-black roof tiles, and rolling down.

Tumbling into the alleyway between the houses, he couldn't help but vomit several mouthfuls of blood halfway through.

The five organs were burning, and he barely stood up from the cliff, facing the blue jade who jumped down with him, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I didn't know that this annoying big bird was born by you, otherwise how would I be so ruthless." It's just that you gave birth to something different, so why don't you teach me how to evaluate it? Will it be that you will talk to people in the future and say that I killed a big bird of life?"

"If you don't crush your bones and scatter ashes, it's not enough to calm the anger of the official. Lan Yu gritted his teeth, he couldn't have imagined that Yan Li would rather risk being killed by him than kill the vultures first. He was about to make a move, but suddenly paused, because a man in black stood in front of Yan Li at some point.

"Do you know that you're like a broken doll now, and the parts on your body are like clowns who are patching together. ”

The man in black turned his back to Yan Li, not knowing whether to ridicule or sarcastic, "Which time is this not the case, which time is it reassuring, when can you love yourself? Do you have a masochistic habit that keeps bruising yourself all over your body? Let me say first, I'm sorry if you're just trying to get cheap sympathy, I don't have that much pity. ”

Yan Li smiled slightly and said, "I didn't call you here." ”

"Who are you?Yan Li's comrade?Is that Yan Shan's thief?" Lan Yu was shocked that this person appeared silently, and regained his composure slightly.

The man in black wore a mask, which was pure black, and only had three white slits drawn on the eyes and mouth, which looked like a ghost.

Of course he is not a ghost, he also has a sword at his waist, and the name of the sword is fatal.

The sword of desperation, the color of which is bright and green, as long as it is held in the hands of the person who should hold it, will shine brighter than the sun in the dark night.

The man in black glanced at Lan Yu and said lightly, "When I draw my sword, it will be your death." ”