The murderer of the puppy, except for the one who is called the monk at the Northeast Gate, who else can there be? can lie dormant at the East Gate for so long, and the methods are so cruel, how murderous is this?!

Tianjiu buried the puppy in a secluded place on the outskirts of the East Gate, and in front of the grave, Tianjiu crushed a bottle of wine, and the fragments blurred the flesh and blood of his hand. Although Tianjiu didn't say it, Zong Yang could understand the pain in his heart, just a Spring Breeze Hall Master, how could he face a ground emperor, even if he fought hard with the sword and the bull-killing knife in his hand with a bloody heart, it was estimated that if he didn't cut Yan Naluo, he would have to die at the northeast gate.

What if you don't endure for a while?

The end of a life will not cause a ripple in the backwater of the city of innocence, and with the puppy in the ground, the hall master followed the emperor of the East Gate to do a big thing, and Chunfeng Street had a superficial calm. Yuan Ben no longer has the habit of sleeping lazily in the morning, and he wishes to be by Zong Yang's side all the time, how can Zong Yang not know his thoughts.

A few days later, in a green building at the northeast gate.

The layout of this green building imitates the culture of the Sakura Empire, with cherry blossom trees and cherry blossom patterns, and the doors of each room in the main building are painted shoji doors that are pushed open left and right, and low tables are laid out inside for guests to sit on the floor. Behind the main building, a courtyard is paved with rain flower stones, a deer stone bowl and water feature, the attic is overhead, and a warm curtain is hung at the door. In the attic of one of the annexes, a tall monk sits on the main seat, while the other two sit on the left and right.

Yan Naluo tore off his shirt, revealing the sharp and strong muscles, the strong shoulder muscles and neck muscles made his head look small, reached out and touched the swastika on his chest, and smiled fiercely at the wine.

The black-clothed man on the left hand side looked rough, smiling and squinting, and said, "Second Emperor, there is no movement at the east gate, I think the Spring Breeze Hall Master has no time to play." ”

The man in Tsing Yi on the right hand side had a sick face, and echoed: "A dog who dares to be fierce at the door, Second Emperor, or do you want to go down and do him?" ”

Yan Naluo took a deep breath, and the figure of cutting off his sword on Chunfeng Street came to mind, opened his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't use it first, wait until I kill someone with my own hands." ”

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and pondered, not knowing who he was going to kill.

The rugged man was drunk, kept shaking his head, and suddenly quipped: "Second emperor, has the emperor not wanted to see you recently because of the things at the north gate, you are a little depressed, so you are so happy?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi raised his head in surprise, his eyes swept to the rugged man opposite, and secretly scolded this guy for talking nonsense after drinking, and committing a big taboo!

Who in the entire Northeast Gate doesn't know the relationship between Yan Naluo and Nangong Weiniang, but who dares to say it?!

Yan Naluo lowered his face, and with a wave of his right hand, a swastika knife intent flew out, cutting off the neck of the rugged man, and the maid behind him was also cut in two, and blood splattered in an instant, and the maids screamed in horror and fled in panic.

Yan Naluo got up and walked out of the attic, only the man in green clothes was still sitting, his face was splashed with blood, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was blank.

Since abusing and killing the children at the East Gate, it has been raining for the past few days, Yan Naluo touched his bald head in the rain, and the ghost face on his head was fierce and hated the rain falling from the night sky, and he walked alone on the dimly lit street.

A wild cat huddled in the street, and a canopy of rain fell into its hiding place, so it had to run across the street, hiding in the dark alley, its eyes wandering in the darkness, staring at the passing Yannara.

In the silence, the knife came out of its sheath, Yannara sneered at the knife, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, the deep alley was illuminated by flashes, and the wild cat had fallen in a pool of blood and broken in two.

On the other side of the street, a slender figure held an oil-paper umbrella, and a flame-headed boy stood underneath him.

Yan Naluo stared at these two figures like a fierce leopard, and without slowing down, the rain flowed down his face, and it was another lightning bolt, and his eyes reflected the flash of lightning, which was particularly terrifying.

Zong Yang was a little surprised, because the two people around Yan Naluo were not there.

Yesterday, Zong Yang and Yuan Ben arrived at the northeast gate, and after some inquiry, they learned that the bedroom of the emperor Nangong Weiniang was on the Aoki Cliff. Aoki Cliff is not outside the city, but in the city, it is a lonely peak of a stone mountain that rises from the ground, and the bedroom of Nangong Weiniang is on the top of Aoki Cliff, like a heavenly palace, called Ziyang Palace. It was night, in order not to startle the snake, the two climbed the cliff, standing on the top of the Aoki cliff and looking into the moonlight, but the Yin Yang Palace was not allowed to see the slightest bit. It should have been like this, and a certain head of the Yin and Yang clan thought that Aoki Cliff was high and cut off a piece with a sword, otherwise Ziyang Palace would have nowhere to build. After lurking into the Ziyang Palace, Zong Yang opened his divine sense to snoop, and Yuan Ben sensed the cultivation realm of the people in the Ziyang Palace together, but unexpectedly, his deeds were revealed, and a sword with six blades turned into seven purple lights and flew through the night sky, and the two fell down the Qingmu Cliff.

A few miles away from the Aoki Cliff, Zong Yang stopped and asked Yuan Ben if the other party was strong, and Yuan Ben nodded with palpitations.

Since they are not Nangong Weiyang's opponents, they can't kill people in other people's territory openly, so the two brothers had to retreat and wait to kill the monks at the foot of the Aoki Cliff.

Yuan Ben took out something wrapped in a black cloth from his arms, and when he opened it, a puppy's spirit card appeared.

"Puppy, uncle knows that you don't want to close your eyes, so I brought you here, watch it carefully, and see how he dies." Zong Yang threw away the umbrella as he spoke, but the heavy rain added to his body but he walked forward calmly, all the killing intent was restrained.

Yuan Ben squatted down with the spirit card, carefully placed the spirit seat on the ground, and used his body to shield it from the wind and rain, and then pressed his hands on the ground, and at the same time, the blood-red vitality protected the body and then spread from both hands to the front of a zhang and then turned into a wall of vitality, and the vitality wall touched the side of the street and then spread forward along both sides, and at the same time, the top side also spread forward, and after covering a few zhang behind Yan Naluo, a space imprisoned by Yuan Ben's vitality appeared, and the wind and rain did not enter.

Zong Yang is still twenty zhang away from Yannaro.

Yan Na Luo never thought that an inconspicuous young man would be the Ten Directions Daojun!

Facing two tricky enemies, he immediately took out a black and white elixir sealed in amber, and with a force of his two fingers, the amber layer was split into two, he threw the elixir into his mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt.

It didn't take long for Yan Naluo to be covered in red, the attached rain was scalded into water vapor, and the blood veins under the skin were twice as thick, like a winding dragon, his eyes turned into a strange black and a white, he scorched with a burning breath, stared at Zong Yang and said with a cruel smile: "Amitabha." ”

"Aren't you known as invincible under the Ten Directions? Don't die too soon. Zong Yang didn't sacrifice the anger behind him, but reached out to pull it out, he wanted to make the anger completely feel his murderous intent, and the will to kill him when the sword came out of the sheath.

At the moment when the second sword came out, Zong Yang's whole body burst out with murderous aura, and this murderous aura was transmitted to Yuan Ben through the Yuan Qi cover, and Yuan Ben was infected and roared angrily, and the raindrops in the sky shook into mist.

Yan Naluo was very excited, in his opinion, this vitality cover was Zong Yang's coffin, the black and white pupils frantically witnessed Zong Yang stepping on the ground step by step, and his whole body suddenly burst out with eighteen swastika sword intent, slashing the ground, slashing through the vitality cover, and slashing towards Zong Yang.

At this moment, Zong Yang has completely released the arrogant self in his body, and released the resentment that does not destroy the world and destroys the earth, and he only has one thought left, that is, I would rather become a demon and defeat the demon, and kill all the demons in the world with a sword!

Since you dare to claim that the Ten Directions Dao Monarch is invincible, I will defeat your swastika sword intent with pure sword intent, so that you will be completely defeated and you will never recover!

In a few breaths, the battle word sword intent and the swastika sword intent filled the vitality hood, and Yuan Ben was dazzled, whether it was the battle word sword intent or the swastika sword intent, it had a big impact on his vitality cover.

When Yannara was forced to draw the sword, he was doomed to defeat.

The knife was only half unsheathed, but the arm that drew the knife was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and the splattered blood had not yet landed, and the other arm was also separated from the body.

Before Yan Naluo died, he made the last swastika sword intent, but he was easily dismissed without anger.

The long hair danced, Zong Yang held his hand coldly, there were more than a dozen wounds on his body, his right leg and the left rib were extremely heavy, and a large area of bone and blood stained could be seen in the depths, but there was no need to say a word of nonsense, not disgusted Yan Naluo's black and white eyes cut off his head under the desperate gaze, and the last sword broke his legs.

Give you back a big chunk!

Without being dissatisfied, Zong Yang took out a handful of Dao talismans from his arms and sprinkled them at Yannaro, who was divided into six. Daofu yellow paper Zhu characters, each one is the same, on the book: "Into the eighteenth floor of the underworld, you will not be able to live forever." ”

Yuan Ben retracted his vitality, but saw Zong Yang sit down on the ground.

In the heavy rain, a yang came out from behind Zong Yang, and a small golden crow containing the word of war flew out from his chest, and they kept colliding together one by one, and a sword intent began to take shape.

When Yuan Ben walked to Zong Yang's side, a domineering sword intent hung in front of Zong Yang, and the rain touched it and turned into water vapor.

Zong Yang smiled slightly, withdrew Yiyang, and the sword intent disappeared out of thin air.