People who practice martial arts, spiritual sense, and physical reactions are stronger than ordinary people, and when they practice to a certain level, they have a keen sense of danger that is far stronger than that of ordinary people, and those who are said to have reached the level of martial arts, even to the point of knowing in advance, as long as there is an event that endangers his life, he can know in advance, so as to avoid it in advance.

The cultivator is more sensitive to the dangerous spiritual sense than the martial artist, Sheng Qingyun is now a real monk, for him now, the spiritual sense is already the spiritual sense, this is the prototype of the divine power after the birth of the divine soul of the Mud Pill Palace, and when the Mud Pill Palace is chaotic and the heaven and the earth are transformed into reality, then the divine soul can perceive all things in the heaven and earth through the divine soul, and the spiritual consciousness can be transformed into divine consciousness, until the three souls and seven spirits converge in the Mud Pill Palace and the divine soul to become one, and achieve the original god......

Of course, there is still a long way to go, but Sheng Qingyun is now much luckier than many monks, rushing through the Mud Pill Palace, as long as he insists on walking step by step, he will come to that step one day, unlike the vast majority of monks who can't find a way to break through the Mud Pill Palace now, they are struggling to explore, wandering outside the door and not entering.

Because of this, as long as someone has malicious intentions towards him, he will also feel something, which is not the same as when he followed Dongfang Ruolan to arrest drug dealers, at that time, he could feel the guns and bullets that were dangerous to him in advance and avoid them in advance. If it were now, those two drug dealers would not have a chance to shoot at all.

Now Sheng Qingyun sensed the danger, to be exact, the divine soul felt the approaching killing intent.

Sheng Qingyun's spirit warned him, and when he felt that there was danger, or that there was murderous intent, the figure was still a few hundred meters away from the medical hall.

After perceiving the danger, Sheng Qingyun was first glad, glad that Ouyang Xiaomei's transmission method could no longer be guided by his own intentions, and he would withdraw by himself, Ouyang Xiaomei would not be in any danger, as long as Ouyang Xiaomei woke up, the exercises that were running now would stop, the only thing was that when Ouyang Xiaomei woke up, she couldn't take advantage of the fact that the exercises were still running and Sheng Qingyun would guide the operation, so that Ouyang Xiaomei would be familiar with the exercises, and she would be able to practice independently in the future, of course, this is not a big deal, the only thing is that the next time Sheng Qingyun guides the exercises, she will let Sheng Qingyun see the light, who called Sheng Qingyun is now guiding the true qi of the exercise through clothes、How much vitality is there?

Gently withdraw your hand, get out of bed, leave the practice room, close the door, the sound insulation of the practice room is very good, as long as the door is closed, even if there is a jazz band singing outside, it will not affect the people in the practice room.

Casually sat in the hall on the third floor, leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and casually waiting for the killing intent to come.

It didn't take long for the glass door of the balcony to be gently pushed open, and a figure entered the hall, Sheng Qingyun ignored it and let him walk in. When the figure was not far from the sofa, Sheng Qingyun pressed the remote control in his hand, and the lights in the hall suddenly turned on.

The figure was light and agile at his feet, careful not to touch anything at every step, but when he turned the sofa by the window, the light suddenly turned on, and he was shocked, and he didn't know if this was a coincidence or if he was really discovered by the owner of the house.

Before he could be sure, he heard a cold voice sounding in front of him: "Come to me in the middle of the night, won't you have some emergency to see a doctor like me!" Although the voice was cold, it contained a bit of banter.

Under the light, the figure showed a plain and unremarkable appearance, the kind that was forgotten in an instant when thrown on the street, without any characteristics, wearing a hat on his head, the brim was very low, covering a pair of slightly fierce eyes, a gray-black coat, and a pair of gloves, facing the light suddenly turned on, he didn't show any surprise on his face, after hearing Sheng Qingyun's joking voice, he slowly turned around, squinted slightly at Sheng Qingyun, who was sitting on the sofa and wearing a white practice uniform, and his eyes shrank imperceptibly.

Sheng Qingyun was still leaning on the sofa, his eyelids raised: "Say, what are you going to do?" The first thing Sheng Qingyun thought of in his heart was sent by Qin Shichang, maybe he came to kill himself, because this person had a killing intent against him. Subconsciously turned on the Qi Look, and this look, I saw a piece of blood, revealing a rich fishy smell, and the black anger and resentment were entangled.

Facing Sheng Qingyun's questioning, the man did not speak, but kicked his feet, his body had jumped up, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, without the slightest reflection under the light, and instantly pounced in front of Sheng Qingyun, and the black dagger went towards Sheng Qingyun's throat.

Sheng Qingyun did not have the slightest panic on his face, the man's pounce was lightning fast in the eyes of ordinary people, and he was pierced through the throat by a dagger before he could react, but in Sheng Qingyun's eyes, this rushing figure, the dagger that pierced directly, was like a slow-motion shot, without the slightest threat.

When the dagger was still an inch away from Sheng Qingyun's throat, the man's hand holding the dagger had been held by Sheng Qingyun's wrist, and that one inch of distance became a moat, and it would never reach Sheng Qingyun's throat.

The man's wrist was grabbed, his expression was not panicked, and when he pounced, the knee of one foot was already aimed at Sheng Qingyun's abdomen, and the dagger in his hand was just a move to hide people's ears, and the real ruthlessness was the rapid and powerful knee, as long as Sheng Qingyun suffered this knee, it would at least go to half a life.

Sheng Qingyun showed a sneer on his face, holding the man's wrist in his hand, his foot was slightly raised, and he also bent his knees to meet the man's fierce knee.

The man was held by Sheng Qingyun's wrist, and he felt that his fierce knee was about to hit, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but before his face could show joy, his slammed knee touched another knee......

"Click!" was the sound of a knees cracking.

"Click!" Broken wrist.

"Click!" all the way to the elbow joint.

"Click!" "Click!", "Click!", "Click!", ......

The man's jawbone was removed before he had time to scream, and he barely let out a painful 'hum ......' sound, and he couldn't even scream, and fell to the ground and collapsed.

Sheng Qingyun sat on the sofa, looking at the man who was paralyzed on the ground, his brows furrowed, this man didn't know who it was, but with that bloody light cluster, tangled and entangled anger and resentment, this guy was by no means a good person, and he didn't know how many people had become his unjust souls.

Since it fell into his own hands, Sheng Qingyun would never let him go, but it was still a little difficult to deal with it.

It is said that the best way is to hand it over to the police, but Sheng Qingyun doesn't know what the result will be if he hands it over to the police, the police need evidence to handle the case, with the situation that this guy appeared under the Wangqi technique, there are many murders, is it possible to find evidence?

Zhang Jian said that day, 'Eliminate the evil, if you let go of such a wicked person in your hands, and the wicked person does evil and harms the person again, is it considered that he has harmed others?' Sheng Qingyun agreed with this statement in his heart.

Looking down, seeing that the man was wet with sweat, he reached out and closed his jawbone, and asked coldly, "Say, who sent you here?"

The man was obviously tortured and scared by Sheng Qingyun's methods, and his body paralyzed on the ground was still convulsing unconsciously, at this moment, he felt longer than a century, and when he heard Sheng Qingyun ask, he quickly said: "Someone asked me to kill you for 500,000 yuan, I just took the task, and I don't know who the person who paid for it is!"

Sheng Qingyun, who was staring at the man, judged that the man's words were not false, they were the truth, and he removed the man's jawbone again, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, thinking about what to do......