Chapter 16: I Want to Become a Demon and Slay the Heavens (1)
Is it because he became a demon that he killed someone, or because he killed someone, did he become a demon? This is a philosophical question, and even Bai Xueyan himself has no answer.
Bai Xueyan's steps were a little heavy, and with every step he took, a soldier fell. Perhaps, these soldiers are innocent. But on the battlefield, there is no black and white reason, some are just the weak and the strong, you will die. Before Bai Xueyan rescued Qin Lan, no matter whether it was a human or a demon or a demon, whoever stood in front of him would fall before him.
Ma Zongbing's face was blue, and his face was not good: "He County Order, how can this little beast be the master of the heart-destroying palm and iron wood gong? Didn't you say that this little beast is not to be afraid?"
He Xian Ling cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "Chief Soldier Ma, ten days ago, this little beast was still a powerless erector with no power to restrain the chicken, how could it become so powerful in just a few days." Xia Guan suspected that either this little beast was pretending to be stupid before, or that this little beast had some adventures. ”
Mr. Ma narrowed his eyes and was silent. But he secretly thought in his heart: "A nine-year-old doll, even if she starts practicing from her mother's womb, it is impossible to practice the Heart-Destroying Palm and Ironwood Gong to this level. Moreover, the Heart-Destroying Palm and Tiemugong are both Xiong Tianba's unique skills, and it is impossible to pass them on to an outsider. Could it be that this little beast has some rare monster that can absorb other people's martial arts for his own use?"
Hidden in the court, Ma Zongbing had many adventures when he was young, and by coincidence, he inherited the inheritance of the ancient demon Dao Tianwu Sect, and he was a person with great opportunities. He knew very well in his heart that immortals and demons existed. Since he can use his identity to cultivate magic skills. That Bai Xueyan can also use monsters and absorb other people's martial arts for his own use.
"Listen to Lao Tzu, this little beast has an iron-wood power to protect his body, and ordinary swords can't kill him. Change the rope for Lao Tzu to lasso him, Lao Tzu wants to catch him alive. ”
The rope man is not a stunt, but it is also not something that ordinary cavalrymen can master. However, the group of cavalry under Ma Zongbing's command are mostly natives from Fanwai, who grew up on horseback since childhood, and are extremely proficient in rope lassoes.
Hundreds of ropes were put on Bai Xueyan's body, and Bai Xueyan sneered disdainfully: "Just a few ropes want to trap me, you guys are too underestimate me." ”
Bai Xueyan grabbed the rope with both hands and pulled it suddenly, and the cavalrymen suddenly turned over on their backs and fell over. He has the power of thousands of people fused in his body, and he is not afraid of simply testing his strength, even if there are many people.
"The surname Ma wanted to spare your life. It's your own death, no wonder I'm going to die. Bai Xueyan's eyes gradually lost the breath of a living person and became extremely cold. He wanted to control his killing intent, and he didn't want to become a monster who only knew how to kill, but he was in the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't help himself. He does not kill, but men will kill him.
He used the cloud ladder and rushed towards the general soldier like an eagle. Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. As long as the general soldier of Ma is killed, the rest of the people are not afraid.
"The erector is not small. Mr. Ma sneered again and again, lightly touched his toes on the saddle, and flew out in the air, facing Bai Xueyan, and the head was a knife.
"Give me death. Bai Xueyan roared angrily, did not dodge or dodge, turned his head to the side, dodged the blade, and carried the knife with his left shoulder, and kicked Ma Zongbing in the chest.
His strength has reached an unimaginable level, and every punch and kick contains the terrifying power of opening mountains and cracking rocks. Ma Zongbing let out a miserable howl, flew upside down, and fell heavily to the ground.
The extreme anger made Ma Zongbing's face a little distorted. He wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, and his cape rose from the ground, his black hair dancing without wind, like a demon crawling out of hell.
"Bai family child, at your age, it is impossible to have such terrible power, what treasure do you have, hand it over obediently, and the deity will spare you from dying. ”
"Baby?" He Xianling's eyes suddenly lit up, although he didn't know martial arts, he was not an idiot. A boy who can make a powerless chicken become a peerless master in a few days must be extraordinary.
"Mr. Ma, we have agreed to divide it into three or seven, and you want to share my share of this baby. ”
"Shut up. Ma Zongbing was furious, appeared in front of He Xianling like a ghost, and made a palm print on He Xianling's chest.
The terrible screams pierced the sky, and He Xianling struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the palm of General Ma's hand. His body shrank instantly, and his black hair became dull and white, but in just a few breaths, his skin was wrinkled and shaped like a withered corpse, and he became a dry corpse alive, and he was dying.
The four officials were so frightened that their legs and feet trembled, and they didn't dare to squeak when they saw He Xianling being murdered. They bully the common people on weekdays, but where do they dare to provoke a murderer like Ma Zongbing. Poor He County Order, because the amount of alcohol was too poor in Yihong Mansion, he was worried that he would not be able to drink alcohol, so in order to make Qin Lan popular with enough energy, he replaced wine with tea, and escaped his life by luck, but he died in the hands of his own people. It can be said that Skynet is magnificent but not leaky.
"He County Ling died in the line of duty and died at the hands of the Bai family's children, can you see it with your own eyes?"
The four officials were busy eating rice with the chickens and nodded as if they were nodding and said, "I see, I see, the Bai family's children are heinous and use magic skills to brutally kill the county magistrate." ”
"Yes, there is a future..."Mr. Ma laughed wildly, and Bai Xueyan snorted coldly: "A manly man, he dares to do it, he doesn't even dare to admit to killing someone, it's really a man's face." ”
"Bai family children, Hugh is talking nonsense. Hand over the treasure immediately, otherwise the deity guarantees that your fate will be ten thousand times worse than He Xianling. ”
"The baby can be given to you, but in exchange for your life. ”
The greater the risk, the higher the reward. Mr. Ma wanted the monster on Bai Xueyan's body, but he didn't know that Bai Xueyan also wanted Mr. Ma's martial arts. The two fought together in an instant, and the fight was inseparable.
"Bai family child, you are very lucky, you are the first person to see the peerless magic skill of the deity, the Three Yin Corpse Hand. ”
The smell of corpses was pervasive, and there was a faint smell of rancid smell wafting through the air. Ma Zongbing's palms flew up and down around Bai Xueyan like butterflies, and he slapped seventy-two times in a row, and his palm slapped Bai Xueyan's left chest.
The Three Yin Corpse Hand, one of the three major town sects of the Heavenly Witch Sect, is extremely yin and poisonous, and it needs to absorb the yin energy of the dead to be practiced. Because this skill hurts the heavens and harmony, it is listed as a forbidden technique by the immortals and demons at the same time. But for a person who is not right-minded and delusional about being invincible in the world, there is no such thing as forbidden art in the world. In pursuit of stronger power, nothing matters.
After slapping seventy-two palms in a row, Mr. Ma smiled and shouted: "Break it for the deity." ”
Bai Xueyan's left chest burst in response, blood gushed like a spring, and the cold qi that accumulated on his left chest instantly broke through his cover qi, invaded his blood, and quickly surged to his whole body. He felt that his body instantly fell into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.
"Little brute, take your life. Ma Zongbing made a palm print on Bai Xueyan's chest, and a steady stream of vitality instantly poured out of Bai Xueyan's body.
The Heavenly Witch Sect has three major evil skills, namely the Three Yin Corpse Hand, the Demon Dragon Phaseless Technique, and the Soul Twist of the Reverse Heaven, each of which can be said to be a loss of conscience and is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Ma Zongbing absorbs the vitality of the living, precisely in order to cultivate the Demon Dragon Phaseless Technique.
"I can't lose, I don't want to die yet. "It's scary, it's depressing, it's going to drive people crazy. For the first time in Bai Xueyan's life, he felt so close to death. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from Ma Zongbing's palm.
Wrinkles began to creep up his cheeks, and he felt his eyelids grow heavier. At the last moment, the nine-story demon tower in his body suddenly bloomed with blood-colored light, spinning wildly.
A steady stream of vitality drained from Ma Zongbing's body, and he screamed in horror: "What is there in your body, let me go." ”
Ma Zongbing struggled desperately, trying to withdraw his hand, but it was useless. With a roar of rage, he suddenly pulled out his waist knife and cut off his hand that was pressing on Bai Xueyan's chest.
The pain in his heart made his facial features twist together, unspeakably terrifying. His sideburns were already white, and there was not much left of his decades of skill, and almost all of them were sucked away by Bai Xueyan.
"Bai family child, I'm going to kill you. "Mr. Ma knew that he was going to die today. But he was unwilling, he was a person with a great opportunity, why would he die in the hands of a doll. He frantically rushed towards Bai Xueyan, without moves, without martial arts, and rushed to Bai Xueyan knowing that he would die.
Pinching, biting, picking, he used all the ways he could hurt his opponent. His desperate determination made the corners of his eyes and lips bleed. In this moment, he was a beast. But in troubled times, whether it is a man or a beast, it is just a speck of dust.
"Your mind is disturbed, so stop here. Bai Xueyan jumped up in the air, and made thirteen kicks in a row, each kicking Ma Zongbing in the chest.
A large amount of blood spurted out of Ma Zongbing's mouth, he half-knelt on the ground, and laughed hysterically: "The deity finally understands, it turns out that the fate of the deity is to pass on the merit to you, take it." Death God, the deity is not convinced..."
Mr. Ma took out a blood-red jade pendant from his arms, threw it to Bai Xueyan, and fell to the ground.