Qu Yang was silent.

What should he say?

Didn't he kill it?

Wen Hong sneered again and again: "Liu Zhengfeng is going to die today, Qu Yang, you are also going to die."

Really, when I don't dare to kill? ”

Boom!

He held the heads of the two people on the left and right, and bumped into each other, like two big watermelons colliding together, and suddenly broke open, his brain flew wildly, blood flowed sideways, and his skull was lifted.

Songshan Thirteen Taibao, after Ding Mian, lost three more people.

Now, it is about to change its name, called Songshan Ten Taibao, and Zuo Lengchan himself must be counted.

The entire Liu Mansion has stopped speaking now, no one dares to squeak, and the timid ones are almost closed in breathing, for fear that they will disturb Wen Hong and make them unhappy.

In these eyes now, he is a peerless murderer.

Killing people at every turn, and the means are cool and explosive, seeing blood, cutting off hands and feet are all idle.

Everyone is a person with one life, and they are not cats with nine lives, who is not afraid of such characters?

That's comparable to the Demon Cult's fierce reputation!

However, the name of the murderer belongs to the name of the murderer, Wen Hong has killed bandits, stepped on Tian Boguang, and even angrily reprimanded Qu Yang, slapped Liu Zhengfeng, and the righteous characters had to cheer.

How can such a pillar of righteousness, who can't rub a grain of sand in his eyes, not admire?

Could it be that you want to admire Songshan who practices demonic deeds?

Joke!

The Taibao has been killed, if you still want to be the leader of the righteous path, go and kill this killer star first, and then say, I will definitely obey you.

That's what everyone thinks.

Including the head of the Tianmen Dao, Dingyi Shitai, also thinks so.

But is there really a person in this world who can kill this killing star?

The Defeated Sect Master of Blackwood Cliff? The abbot of Shaolin Temple? The one in charge of Wudang Mountain?

Not so sure.

The three were too far away, and the killer was too close.

Shaolin's magic skills are all legends, but they have seen the ferocity of killing stars.

"Is it possible, the government needs to transfer more than a dozen cannons to solve this person?"

Someone is whimsical.

The most terrifying thing is that he actually takes his whimsy for granted.

It seems that this killing star is really not human, but some kind of gods and demons, and it must need a cannon that can cover several miles to have the possibility of killing.

Qu Yang stood in place, his complexion changed drastically, looking at the shadow of the rakshasa that seemed to have come out of hell, and finally sighed.

"Is it really so indistinguishable from the devil?"

Wen Hong sneered: "At this moment, it is not a battle between good and evil, but a battle of blood feud, don't confuse the public and make others misunderstand." The Demon Sect is known as a bright and upright person, but it is a time when they have gone to the wrong door, and they will eventually embark on the right path.

It's a pity that this kind of person is definitely not you! ”

yes, it's a pity.

Wen Hong's last words, but Qu Yang couldn't hear them.

After Qu Yang's sigh, he cut off his heart and committed suicide in front of Liu Zhengfeng.

and his best friend, died together.

Seeing this, Wen Hong didn't speak, but glanced around, the people in the rivers and lakes.

"I know that there are still people from Songshan among you. But it's good that you didn't jump out at this inopportune time.

Otherwise, jump one, I kill one, jump a group, I kill a group.

And if you all? ”

He bared a mouthful of white fangs, like a giant shark: "I will kill you all." ”

"You ......"

Bang!

Some people are not angry and stand up for the theory of wanting to be with Wen Hong.

But as soon as a word came out, Wen Hong impatiently flew out and fell to the ground, his chest collapsed.

You can't die if you die, but if you lie down for a year and a half, you can't cultivate the law and even fall into the root of the disease, that's certain.

"Huh?" Wen Hong snorted lightly, "Do you want to reason with me?" Deputy Gang Leader Zhang, what about you? ”

He looked at the deputy leader of the beggar gang, Zhang Jinao.

Zhang Jinao hurriedly waved his hand, even took half a step back, and said with a smile: "Hearing the demon slayer in the prison courtyard, how can I have an opinion?" Relax, we are not Songshan's helper, and it won't get in your way. ”

Wen Hong nodded, and didn't care about the smiling and proud Jianghu song that was spread in the original book, turned around, and gave an order.

"Go back to the mountain inn, and when Qingyuan comes back, you will return to the mountain."

"Yes!"

……

In the inn, Wen Hong meditated for a long time.

The internal force is endless, the true form of kung fu is urged to the extreme, the water valley is subtle, and the three treasures are refined.

Cohesion is fine, popularity is qi, and magic is god.

He only felt that his dantian internal force was empty in an instant, and his view of the law went further, and he actually broke through!

And it's a big breakthrough.

Martial arts: Xiyue True Form [Ascending to the Peak], Zhongyue True Form [Pure Fire]

After giving up the internal strength gained by several years of pure internal cultivation, Wen Hong only felt that his god had increased greatly, and a vast illusory world had opened up in his mind, as if he was a god's dwelling.

A statue of the Great Emperor of Xiyue is not standing in it.

And just before this form god, there was a portal blocking him, blocking him from moving forward and transforming into a high-level path.

"What is this?"

Wen Hong's heart suddenly had a little realization.

"The son wants to immortalize and cultivate the gate of heaven, this is the gate of heaven, the shackles of God's transformation?"

His mind turned, and in his mind, the Xiyue-shaped god raised his arm and smashed it out with a punch.

This punch is the essence of all kinds of fist palm martial arts, and has the power to open the stele and crack the stone, divide the gold and break the jade, and in the illusory world of the purple mansion in the body, it is even more turbulent.

In the spiritual world of the Purple Mansion, this punch was as if he was going to recreate the world.

"Poof!"

Wen Hong only felt as if someone was holding a sledgehammer and smashed it on his head before he practiced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Pale and languishing.

The condensed Xiyue Shape God in his mind suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless spiritual currents, flowing wantonly in the Purple Mansion.

And the Heavenly Gate, firmly in the center of the Purple Mansion, the ancient portal did not move at all, not even a scratch.

"What a strong shackle!"

Wen Hong thought in his heart, and had some enlightenment.

"In the secret realm of the flesh, I am now the eighth level of divine courage, the next one is psychic, and the last one is divine transformation.

These three realms, in fact, are already involved in the mysterious, mysterious and mysterious spirit. ”

Once you become brave, you have infinite courage from the bottom of your heart, and it is also inside the skin, growing a skin membrane, the body is tough, has great strength, and can resist the slashing of ordinary swords.

As the saying goes, if a man is bold, he will act in a wild way.

As soon as Wen Hong stepped into the realm of divine bravery, he acted quite rampantly, which can be described as lawless, and there seemed to be nothing to fear, which was the effect of cultivation on the spirit.

Cultivation is never a pure increase in strength, but a sublimation in all aspects.

The path of cultivation is sometimes like thousands of horses crossing a single-plank bridge, a single cliff, if there is no courage, they will cower and dare not move forward, and stop there.

If you are not rampant and do not have the courage to swing your sword at those who block the way, you must be knocked off the bridge by others.

Therefore, Wen Hong does not reject his own changes, which is good for him.