"Chapter 112: I Want to Become an Immortal and Kill the Heroes"
The clouds have been dispersed, and the sun is shining brightly on the earth!
"Ahhh......h
In front of the huge stone monument, the hands were waving, the sword light was raging, the tattered clothes and blood were splashing, and the terrible screams were endless, resounding through the sky, like ghosts roaring, like thousand-year-old ghosts wailing, extremely harsh!
The cheeks that had already been unrecognizable opened a tattered mouth and shouted, bearing the pain that was heart-wrenching, struggling to open their eyes, but they could only see their own flesh and blood splashing, which was terrifying!
The fierce force slashed at him, and his extremely sharp black dragon sword came with a howling wind, slashing at him, cutting through his skin, slashing into the flesh, and chopping all the bones into pieces!
"Ah......h
Intense pain struck, making him scream in pain.
He has been a genius in the clan since he was a child, he is talented, and his cultivation is successful, and everyone in the same period has to retreat, and the hearts of his parents, the geniuses in the clan, and the elders have taken care of him in every way!
He is not stupid, he is even very smart, if it weren't for this, the ancestor of the clan would not have entrusted him with this task to complete, and he had high hopes for him, hoping that he could grow up! He naturally knew that Ji Mingyuan was provoking him, but he was not afraid, whether it was resources, talent, cultivation, or background, he thought that he was thousands of times better than Ji Mingyuan's.
This world is very big, there are countless geniuses, he knew that he would lose one day, but he didn't expect to lose to the wild boy in front of him, and he would lose to this waste who was killed by their clan and fled?
Ji Mingyuan's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, his sword light was shining, and the flesh and blood in front of him were flying, sprinkling blood on his face, but he didn't care, the speed of wielding the sword became more and more violent, faster and faster, and the afterimages continued!
"Whew!!"
Black sword thrown!
"Qiang !!"
The black sword was stuck in the stone tablet, and at the same time, a bloody, dripping head was inserted! The long sword pierced through his mouth! It was firmly inserted into the stone wall, hanging high!
"Young master!" the old man shouted in surprise, stopping his attack, and the whole person was stunned.
Dozens of other men in black were stunned.
The young master is dead?
If the protector is not careful, then they will not escape death, it's over, it's all over!
"Hoo ......"
The tornado dissipated, and it was swept into it, and what flew high fell to the ground.
"Bang Bang Bang !!"
Messy things fell down, and some things smashed into the already dilapidated houses, kicking up clouds of dust.
No one was in the mood to pay attention to this, and everyone's eyes converged on the stone monument that hung high above the stone tablet.
The bright red blood was dripping and dripping, sliding down from the stele, dyeing the entire stele bright red and dazzling, making the ancient ancient characters stained with blood, which was very terrifying.
There were piles of meat scattered on the ground, piled up on top of each other, and it was impossible to tell which ones were hands and which were feet, and they might not even be able to be put together, and some of them were blown away by the tornado.
There are no dead corpses, thousands of knives, and there is no more hatred than that!
"The head is hung on the ancient stone tablet, I want to become an immortal and kill the heroes!" Ji Mingyuan said with a smile, looking at the old man in black, smiling, elegant and easy-going.
Gu Jianchen held a folding fan in his hand, dressed in green clothes, walked to Ji Mingyuan's side in a chic and calm manner, looked at the pile of messy corpses and sighed, "Tut-tut~ I died so miserably, I didn't even have a whole corpse!"
Then look at the head stuck high in the stone wall and sneered, "It stinks, I can't see my eyes, my nose is like a pig, and my mouth is crooked...... Crooked melon and cracked dates, if it were me, just find a piece of tofu and smash yourself to death!"
"Bastard, you know, who you killed?" The old man roared angrily, roaring like a tiger, and with one step, the earth shook suddenly, and in an instant it cracked, and his strength sank.
Ji Mingyuan and Gu Jianchen shrugged their shoulders, waved their hands, and said in unison, "I don't know!
The black-clothed young man before held his identity, and felt that a nobody like Ji Mingyuan was not worthy of knowing his name, but now that he was killed by Ji Mingyuan, he had become an unknown revenant under the sword.
"His name is Murong Chengkong, and he is the top genius of our Murong clan, you actually killed him? I don't know whether he is alive or dead, I want you to taste the pain of a thousand ants, so that your life is worse than death!" the old man roared, his voice roaring, almost mad.
"Murong Chengkong?" Ji Mingyuan was shocked, and then smiled and said, "I haven't heard of it!"
Gu Jianchen appeared and shook his whole body, as if he was very scared, so frightened that he couldn't hold the fan steadily, he was thrown high, and finally held it in his hand, holding the fierce with both hands, with a look of fear that the girl was about to be indecent, and said with a crying face, "Murong clan? is that Murong Immortal clan? It is rumored that there is still a true immortal alive?"
A man with a big horse and three thick men walked over, shirtless, showing strong and thick muscles, with a proud face, and sneered fiercely: "That's right! Wait for death! If you obediently kowtow and admit your mistakes now, I can still think about it, and don't let you die so ugly!"
"Wow......" Gu Jianchen exclaimed, holding his chest and looking scared, "The pain of a thousand ants devouring my heart, I'm so scared, don't, people are still a big girl with yellow flowers, be gentle!"
After speaking, Gu Jianchen smiled and threw a wink at the man!
Ji Mingyuan was helpless, Gu Jianchen's bad taste disgusted him, he was very helpless, this teammate was really not something ordinary people could bear, if it wasn't for the situation, he would definitely turn around and leave, it would be too embarrassing.
"Bastard boy, dare to fool me?" The man was furious and realized that something was wrong.
"Oh, you've found out?" Gu Jianchen said with a shocked look.
"I'll fuck your uncle!" the man was furious, and the bruises on his forehead burst out, and he smashed it with a punch.
Ji Mingyuan turned around and went up with a punch!
"Bang !!"
The two of them shot domineeringly, fist to fist, setting off bursts of fist wind, and within a zhang of the feet of the two, the earth collapsed, and the cracked stones were turned over.
"Good boy, I see how many punches you can withstand me? See if I don't beat you into meat sauce!" The man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, he didn't expect Ji Mingyuan to be able to fight him and be fine!
"Let's go!" Ji Mingyuan said in a low voice, pulled out the sword beside him and turned around and ran, extremely fast, without a trace of hesitation, Gu Jianchen was even faster, running in front of him.
"Don't let them run!" the old man shouted angrily, and a palm burst out of the air, and the green skull palm flew in.
Ji Mingyuan is a dusty one, and a sensitive volley rolls to dodge!
"Kill !!"
More than a dozen men in black killed, menacing, and the spiritual power all over his body bloomed, and the spiritual patterns shone brightly, blooming with powerful power.
Murong Cheng is dead, they may be able to catch these two culprits and have a chance to escape, so that they now regard death as home, and their momentum is becoming more and more turbulent.
The blue light of the Gu Jianchen fan was faint, and the breeze was circulating on the fan, so he fanned it indifferently and said with a light smile, "The wind and the waves!"
"Hoo ......"
In an instant, the sky was covered with yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun, making people unable to open their eyes, and more than a dozen men in black were stunned by the wind, blocking the wind and sand with their hands!
But how could they be ordinary people? They were guards trained by the Murong clan, and they were extremely powerful, and they had never seen any scenes.
"Crooked ways!"
"The carving insect skill will also be interesting to take out and show off?"
"Look for death!"
......
Several people sneered, and under their arms, they squinted at Ji Mingyuan and Gu Jianchen, who thought they could squint at close range by squinting at their eyes by the wind and sand, and sneered, several extremely sharp weapons stabbed at them, and a few murderous shots!
"Step on ...... Immortal...... Absolutely!"
"Bang !!"
The earth shook, and within a radius of a hundred miles and five zhang, it directly sank, except for Ji Mingyuan and Gu Jianchen, all of them trembled, bearing a heavy weight, and the offensive collapsed!
"Poof......
The figures of Ji Mingyuan and Gu Jianchen were like immortals, shuttling through the crowd, and the sword light was shining!
"Ahh......hh
The screams kept ringing out, and blood was flying!
Everywhere Ji Mingyuan went, the sword light shone, and the blood on his neck splashed away, blooming like a blood flower, screaming one after another, and he fell to the ground one by one holding his neck.
"Bang !!"
Ji Mingyuan punched a man in the face, and Gu Jianchen kicked on a man! The two men flew out ten zhang away together! Then the two of them strode past the meteor, and then stepped on the stomachs of the two who were wailing down, blood spurted out of their mouths like a spring, and the two of them went away, leaving two weak snorts, and then turned into two corpses.
"Chasing !!" The old man was shocked and lost his voice, he didn't expect the two of them to have such a terrifying move, even he was caught off guard, and hurriedly waved his hand to let them chase and kill!
The rest of the people were stunned for a moment, and then hurried after them.
"Fools, if they run away, don't even think about living!" the old man shouted angrily, angry!
The sturdy man glanced at Murong Chengkong, who was still dripping blood on the stone tablet, and he had already been unrecognizable, and he looked at the lifeless head, and rushed out in steps, chasing and killing the two.
Looking at the sturdy man jumping on the house and rampage on the road, the old man turned his head back to look at the shocking head, and the old man said with a gloomy face, "Stinky boy, useless things, you can't even beat a waste, and you dare to say that you are a genius in the clan?"
The old man was so angry that his beard floated up, he was really angry! He had long been prevented from letting him fight Ji Mingyuan, but this guy didn't listen to him alive or dead, and he couldn't be arrogant, so he was beaten down by Ji Mingyuan's inexplicable punch and directly divided the body!
I thought that his strength at the ninefold peak of the Taichu Realm was more than enough to beat Ji Mingyuan, and even if he was defeated, he would not lose so ugly, but he didn't expect him to be so unbearable and tortured and killed by Ji Mingyuan!
Now that he is dead, if the middle and high leaders of the clan blame him, although he will not die, it will not be comfortable, and he will have to pay a lot of price. After all, this guy is a young junior in the clan who is very optimistic about the old immortal, and he has also given him a lot of natural treasures to nourish his body.
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I gave so many good things to refine my body, but I still lost to Ji Mingyuan in the physical battle.
"Phew!" the old man spat on the young man's corpse, and said with a gloomy face, "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, not to mention that you are also to blame!"
If he listened to his opinion and attacked him in groups! It wasn't that he insisted on going his own way to one-on-one with Ji Mingyuan, and he wouldn't end up like this, dying without a whole corpse and dying in shame.