Chapter 47: Statue of the Martial Dao God

"Who are you who dare to break into my shop at night, tired of living?"

Straight back.

Before Zhao Wude could speak, the Great Martial Master was already roaring angrily.

"Do you kid know, who is this master?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know, leave 10,000 taels, get out!"

Xiao Yang didn't give any face, and said coldly.

As soon as this sentence came out.

Zhao Wude was even more angry.

"Hahaha! No one has dared to talk to me like that for many years. ”

"It seems that some people have forgotten about me after not being active for too long. ”

Xiao Yang looked at the old man who suddenly broke in, and he also guessed a little.

Most of the other party is from the Zhao family.

I beat Zhao Youde during the day, I'm afraid I'm here to seek revenge.

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense, lose money!"

Xiao Yang has confidence in his heart, and he is also tough when he speaks.

The great martial artists are stupid.

But in my heart I was praying frantically.

"Big brother, don't say it, you've lived enough, I haven't lived enough. ”

For fear that Zhao Wude would run away and kill himself.

"Hahaha!"

"It's the first time I, Zhao Wude, have met me, and I dare to open my mouth to ask me for money. ”

The terrifying killing intent spread throughout the Jucai Building.

The four fighting cocks were directly frightened to the point of foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Da-da-da-da!

There was a sound of footsteps.

Zhou Yan ran down in a panic.

The little face that used to be ruddy has also become pale.

But he still held on and came to Xiao Yang's side.

"Senior, my father is Zhou Jingpeng, if there is anything offended, please also ask the seniors to look at my father's face and spare us this time. ”

It was directly in front of Xiao Yang.

Zhou Yan obviously knew Zhao Wude's identity, this was a veteran martial artist, with unfathomable strength.

After hearing the name Zhou Jingpeng, a trace of jealousy flashed on Zhao Wude's face.

"Hmph! Even if he comes, I'll take care of today's affairs. ”

said so, but the killing intent that made it difficult to breathe suddenly dissipated.

Suddenly, several people felt that the stone that was pressing on their hearts was gone.

And Xiao Yang's looked at Zhao Wude with an unkind face.

"Count it as fast as you get. ”

I almost couldn't hold back just now, so I used my hole cards.

If he hadn't seen that Zhou Yan was very worried about himself, he would have used the hole cards in his hand for everything.

Teach this old man to be a man.

"Take 100,000 taels as my grandson's treatment fee, I won't pursue this matter. ”

Zhao Wude suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yang exploded.

Depend on!

smashed my shop, I haven't asked for money yet, you open your mouth first.

"Seniors, can you be a little less. ”

Zhou Yan showed an embarrassed expression.

One hundred thousand taels is an astronomical amount for her.

The cultivation resources of Spirit Sword Peak for a year are fifty thousand taels.

Of course, the 50,000 taels were given to Zhou Yan, and Zhou Jingpeng, who has an elder, doesn't talk to the money.

"Not a single point is missing. ”

Zhao Wude's attitude was extremely firm.

Even so, the great martial artist was stunned in place.

You must know that Zhao Wude became a Taoist by killing, and condensed the statue of killing.

Has a natural obsession with killing.

For his own family, if he is a little uncomfortable, it is all a word killing.

And the people who did with him, as early as fifty years ago, when they broke through Wuhou, they were slaughtered on the day they condensed the martial statue.

Six families.

Nearly 2,000 people, not one left, all of them were killed.

It was also that night that he became famous.

For fifty years, no one dared to mess with that.

Zhou Yan asked with some embarrassment.

"Can the seniors give a few days? ”

Hearing this, Zhao Wude nodded.

He obviously didn't want to make a big deal about it, if he really annoyed Zhou Jingpeng.

His Zhao family will not feel good.

He still understands the truth of leaving a line in doing things and seeing each other well in the future.

"Within three days, the money will be delivered to my house. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yan showed a trace of joy on her face, and was about to bend down to perform the junior salute.

but was stopped.

Xiao Yang really can't stand it.

An old horseman, cultivating to reach Wuhou, feels that he is invincible in the world?

"Yan'er, you're wrong. ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment.

I heard Xiao Yang say lightly.

"It's not us who loses money, it's him. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Zhao Wude.

Moment.

The entire Jucai Building fell into an eerie silence.

"You smashed my shop and want to blackmail me? ”

Xiao Yang said coldly.

At the moment, he was holding his breath.

I can't help it for a long time, and I have to find someone to vent.

And this head of the Zhao family is an ideal candidate.

"Hahaha! Do you really think Zhou Jingpeng can protect you?"

Zhao Wude was also angry.

He regressed one after another, but he was regarded as a soft persimmon.

Xiao Yang said word by word.

"Hehe, it's not Uncle Ben who blows, you don't need my master to come, Uncle will still beat you and scream. ”

"Good, good!"

"It seems that the old man really hasn't done it for too long. ”

Zhao Wude gritted his teeth and said.

For many years, he has not been insulted, but today he was scolded by a junior pointing his nose.

How could he endure this?

Even if this person is very big, Zhao Wude can't control so much at this moment.

A trace of red internal qi gathered.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

And behind Zhao Wude, a hazy figure appeared.

"Martial Arts Statue?"

Xiao Yang was slightly surprised!

The statue of the martial arts god is a martial marquis, with spiritual guidance and qi and blood as a line, outlining the prospects of his own martial arts.

A martial marquis can often use the statue of a martial arts god to judge whether the person is strong or not.

Almost instantly.

Xiao Yang felt very uncomfortable.

The killing intent that made people's scalp tingle pressed him, and he couldn't breathe well.

"Old man, that's all you can do?"

said it, but his eyes were staring at the other party's martial arts statue.

I want to see what type of martial arts god this is.

A vague idea of what it was like was a humanoid creature with six arms.

In each hand, there is a fierce soldier.

"System, can you scan the opponent's martial arts statue?"

Suddenly thinking of the scanning function of the system, he opened his mouth and asked.

"Ding! Do you scan the other party's martial arts statue? ”

"Yes!"

There was a look of joy on his face.

Almost at the same time, there was an extra virtual panel in front of me.

Name: Six-armed Shura idol

Race: Shura

Trait: King of Killing: Every time you kill, you will absorb a part of the power of the deceased and use it for your own use.

Synopsis: A kind of murderous demon in the demon world

Potential: High

"The Shura clan!"

Xiao Yang has heard that this is the most common evil creature in the novels of his previous life.

"In that case, that's going to be easy. ”

The thought moved.

There is an extra card in your hand.

This is Xiao Yang's hole card.

A Wuhou realm experience card!

"Boy, hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy, the head of the family will definitely spare you. ”

Looking at Zhao Wude, who was surrounded by red evil qi, the great martial artist roared in horror.

Each time, enter this state.

Zhao Wude will kill once.

Last time, it was enough to slaughter hundreds of people before they were stopped by the city lord.

If it were to run wild now, at least hundreds of people would be killed on this street.

Moreover, the Great Martial Master knew it in his heart.

If someone suffers first, the first one is Xiao Yang, followed by Zhou Yan and him.

"You shit, get down on your knees and beg for mercy. ”

"Noise!"

A hoarse voice rang out.

There was a hint of fear on the Great Martial Master's face.

Turn around and run.

It's just that a blood-colored palm print is faster than him.

Boom!

The Great Martial Master didn't even have time to let out a scream before it exploded in place.

Blood splattered.