Chapter 3 The Law of Murder vs. the Law of Cultivation
"What a big breath, I never thought that extraterritorial cultivators were also so virtuous. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" Feng Yin sneered, although the current disparity between the two sides was huge, he did not panic.
Although he is not very old, he has indeed experienced too much life and death, and the scene in front of him did not shock him, everything seemed to be bleak.
"The little fart dares to judge us for right and wrong, arrogant, and looking for death!" the man laughed angrily, and at this time moved to kill.
This person pointed at Feng Yin and said, "Remember, when I saw Lord Yama, I wanted to say that I would kill you, Zhao Rushi."
With that, he walked forward frivolously, as casually as if he was about to pinch one to death. His sword was already stowed away and he was not ready to use his weapon. Running forward, a pair of fists clenched, and struck at Feng Yin.
Seeing this, Feng Yin hurriedly dodged, his body staggered, his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell.
"Haha, I thought you had some skills, but it turned out to be a soft-footed shrimp. Somehow pulled up the banner of Nanming Mountain, I will clean up the portal for Nanming Mountain, and die!" Zhao Rushi saw that Feng Yin's footsteps were unsteady, and it turned out that the momentum just now was just an illusion, and he shot more quickly, and was no longer cautious.
On the other side, Feng Yin kept retreating to the wall, still unable to parry Zhao Rushi's fist, after all, Zhao Rushi is a cultivator, and his physical strength is much stronger than that of mortals, and it is stronger than the iron of the earth.
Zhao Rushi's repeated attacks were ineffective, and he was even more annoyed, seeing that Feng Yin had no way to retreat at this time, he laughed cruelly, and hit Feng Yin's head with a hard blow, if it hit, his brain would burst out.
Seeing this scene, the other two cultivators wanted to stop it, but they thought of Zhao Rushi's identity, but in the end they held back.
"Die!" Seeing Feng Yin's frightened expression at this time, Zhao Rushi was even happier and shouted in a low voice.
At this moment, the frightened expression on Feng Yin's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes were extremely cold. With a very fast vexing of his head, he dodged the powerful blow, and his fist hit the metal wall, making a huge concave mark, and Zhao Rushi couldn't help but froze when he saw that the confident blow missed.
Now is the time!
Feng Yin moved, took out an inch-long steel nail out of nowhere and held it in his hand, inserted it into Zhao Rushi's eyes at a very fast speed, and two-thirds of it was submerged.
It was stolen from elsewhere during his last escape, and he didn't expect to see a miracle effect at this time.
"Ahh
Suddenly, Zhao Rushi's eyes were bleeding, and he no longer attacked Feng Yin, took two steps back, covered his eyes with both hands, and his face was covered with blood.
"Senior brother!" called the steady man, he didn't expect a mortal to hurt a monk with just a steel nail.
"Immortal figure, have you ever thought that today, you were blinded by an ant!" Feng Yin kicked him down with a cold kick.
"Uhh......hh Damn it!" Zhao Rushi cried out bitterly, his face covered with a clear big footprint, he suffered a big loss in front of Feng Yin, and almost lost face.
Feng Yin's face was cold, he had already pulled it out in an instant just now, and now he threw it towards one of the monks.
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The steel nail was inserted into the eyeball again, this time even more ruthless than the last time, the steel nail directly submerged into the eyeball, shot into the brain, the man's body convulsed, and he fell to the ground directly, bleeding all over the ground.
"Bastard!!" the steady man's eyes were about to split, and he was furious at this time, he didn't expect that against a small mortal, his own side would be killed and injured. Straight out of the sword, urging the mana, a ball of fire surging towards Feng Yin.
Feng Yin's face did not change, he calmly turned around and grabbed Zhao Rushi, and threw it towards the fire at an extremely fast speed.
"Cunning ant!" the steady man was also angry, and couldn't help but scold.
He hurriedly withdrew his mana, this move was extremely powerful, and Zhao Rushi, who was defenseless at this time, would definitely burn him, he didn't want to die another junior brother, and he couldn't go back.
The firelight disappeared in the air, and the face of the man who sent this blow flushed, and it was very uncomfortable for him to forcibly withdraw his mana in such a short time, and it was difficult to mobilize his mana in a short time.
But at this time, Zhao Rushi was still flying towards him, and he couldn't help but reach out to catch him. Seeing the appearance of the junior brother at this time, he was even more angry. looked up at Feng Yin.
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It was a cold light, cold and bloody, and it was the last time he saw it in his life. Then the head fell to the ground, and the body fell limply, blood staining the floor.
It turned out that Feng Yin left the sword in his hand when he threw out Zhao Rushi just now, and Zhao Rushi flew towards the man, and he also attacked him from the other direction, killing him while he caught Zhao Rushi.
Feng Yin gasped at this time, and walked towards Zhao Rushi with a sword in his hand, he was still covering his wounds, but he had already reacted. In an instant, two of the three monks were dead, and he was seriously injured at this time, and the sword was still in the opponent's hand.
"No... No... Other....... My father is Zhao Gongqi, he can give you whatever you want, don't... Don't kill ....." He saw Feng Yin walking towards him with an indifferent face, he was so frightened that he couldn't stand up, and crawled over his senior brother's body with one hand into the distance.
He has been cultivating for more than ten years, just for the sake of cultivating, while Feng Yin has studied for several years to kill people. He was so frightened that he kept retreating backwards, and soon retreated into the corner. As everyone knows, just now he was smiling and forcing Feng Yin into a corner, and the scene at this time has been completely reversed.
"You say, you want to kill me?" Feng Yin asked with a cold face, fiddling with the sword in his hand.
Zhao Rushi was even more flustered, almost collapsing to the ground, beads of sweat on his forehead, he never imagined that things would take such a turn.
"Remember, the one who killed you is Feng Yin, so as not to report to Lord Yama and not know who will take him away. After Feng Yin spit out these words, he waved his hand and cut off Zhao Rushi's head, and the blood rushed out to the ceiling, and the latter convulsed a few times and died.
So far, the three brothers of the same family have all died.
After swinging the sword, Feng Yin sat on the ground with his buttocks, although it was only a moment just now, but it was a great loss of his hard work, and he urgently needed to rest at this time.
After a moment, Feng Yin stood up and walked towards the three corpses, he was ready to search for anything valuable. But the three bodies had nothing but clothing.
Feng Yin remembered that Huo Qiu, a cultivator of Nanming Mountain, had told him that after opening the dantian, he could store treasures and nourish them with the dantian, and also taught him some simple methods for collecting and taking out things.
In these three months, Feng Yin did not use the methods that Huo Qiu had taught him to cultivate. Because there was no aura for him to cultivate here at that time, and he knew that there must be a lot of cameras in this room, he was afraid that after cultivating, it would arouse more suspicion.
But now, this place can already be cultivated, and no one is observing him anymore. Thinking of this, Feng Yin sat cross-legged, and he wanted to open the door to cultivation as the first step.
Feng Yin wants to become a cultivator!