Chapter Seventy-Five: Swing a dagger and take away a human head
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Ordinary mortals, who can't see the turmoil of the will of heaven and earth, and don't know such a thing, actually shocked the gods.
However, they saw a few scumbags, who were shattered to slag by the divine thunder of heaven and earth.
"God has eyes!"
"Five thunders hit the top, you can't die well!"
The ordinary people nearby, facing the divine power of heaven and earth, knelt down with a brush.
For fear that God would look at him unpleasantly, and then a divine thunder would click on him and shatter it to slag.
It's horrible.
A bolt of lightning struck, leaving a living person with no bones left.
However, Yang Chen knew better.
These people are not only dead and bones, but also scattered souls, never beyond life.
Too cloudy, there is no way for good and evil, but people call themselves, good and evil are rewarded, and they follow you like a shadow.
Those officials just called for trouble and caused a killing.
If there is no retribution in heaven and earth, there will be selfishness.
Qiankun was selfless, so he sent down divine thunder, and five thunders thundered to the top, shattering several scum.
It's just that this kind of punishment is too serious in Yang Chen's opinion.
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, he didn't quite understand why his few words would cause such a big reaction from heaven and earth.
But in an instant.
In his heart, a special feeling inexplicably emerged, as if he could see some of the cause and effect in the world.
Such a feeling, hazy, he can't grasp it.
There seems to be nothing, there seems to be nothing.
"Everyone disperse, do more good deeds and less evil in the future, don't take the good as a small thing, don't take the evil as a small thing, remember, remember. ”
Yang Chen turned around and left.
He also wants to go to Mafu to be a gentleman.
It's almost late.
He didn't want to make a bad impression on his boss for the first time in his first job.
Silently urging the internal qi, between the steps, he exerted the supreme light body kung fu of Tiyun Zong, and seemed to go slowly and quickly towards the horse house.
When I was about to walk to the horse house.
Yang Chen stopped abruptly.
The sigil divine text circulating in his mind spontaneously flowed, and a statue of an innate god appeared, and a spiritual warning of great crisis came from the idol.
It was as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast that would strike a fatal blow at him at any moment.
Such a sense of crisis made Yang Chen feel creepy.
An icy chill pervaded.
This killing intent is terrifying.
Not only is it intense, but it is also very hidden.
If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the Heavenly Dao and attained the true body scriptures, and the Origin God Statue formed was immeasurably powerful, he might not be able to discover this almost infinite killing intent.
"He's a master!"
"If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move like thunder. ”
After Yang Chen stopped, he silently observed the surrounding environment.
This place, there are very few people.
There are houses all around.
Perfect for hiding the shape of your enemies.
"I don't know who is going to kill me?"
In Yang Chen's heart, the first thing that came to mind was Li Gang's shadow.
Only Li Gang had murderous intent towards himself.
"Is it really him?"
"Did you just show favor to me, wash away the stain on your name, and then send someone to assassinate me?"
"It's worthy of being a son-in-law from a big family, one set in front of people, one set in the back, and turning his face faster than turning a book. ”
Knock knock knock......
A bell rang for Qingyue.
The sound of this bell is like a stone falling into the water, causing layers of ripples, spreading in all directions.
"This is the bell to be sent!" Master Chen of Yunqi Academy, the color on his face changed suddenly.
"This group of killers is too rampant!"
As soon as his mind moved, a huge literary aura broke out of his body, and above the literary qi, there was a spiritual light seven or eight feet high, and the spiritual light shone in the air, exuding a majestic pressure like a mountain and a mountain, as if it was a million majestic mountains in the sky, crushing it.
"Is the first floor of the world going to kill people in Weicheng? I really don't take my Confucianism in my eyes!" Mr. Lu of Sanwei Academy opened his mouth and spit out, and a literary aura also rushed to the sky, turning into surging water waves in the air, as if the sea was angry, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
"The first floor of the world has moved, this time, Yang Chen will definitely die. In Li Fuzhong, Li Gang also heard the bell, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"Yang Chen, he won't have an accident, right?" In the Lin Mansion, Lin Wenhua's heart flashed a throbbing inexplicably, as if there was something precious about to leave him.
As everyone knows, the first floor in the world is the Killer Alliance.
But the killers in the building are very arrogant.
Basically disdain assassination.
Every time before killing, there is a bell ringing in Qingyue.
Blatantly kill you.
When the bell rings, it means that the first floor of the world has taken over this business and is going to really start killing.
To kill someone is to send a bell.
However, Yang Chen didn't know about this.
He only knew that as this bell rang, the nearby killing intent suddenly burst out unabashedly, and a burst of qi blatantly locked onto him.
"I came quietly, went quietly, waved a dagger, and took away a human head. ”
Before the voice landed, a young man suddenly appeared in front of Yang Chen, holding a dagger in his hand, as fast as lightning, piercing Yang Chen's neck.
"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light!"
Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, Yang Chen didn't move, his expression was cold, and he just gently read a prepared poem.
This poem sounded like thunder.
Then the nearby Wen Qi surged towards the surroundings of Yang Chen's body with a lightning speed, and this huge Wen Qi faintly condensed into an invisible mountain, and suppressed the young man's murder.
The mountain is overwhelming, and it is difficult to move an inch!
Just when the young man's dagger was about to touch Yang Chen's neck, he couldn't move half an inch anymore.
"Shinto scholars?"
"The information is wrong, doesn't it mean that he is just an ordinary scholar?"
The young man's face remained unchanged, and he was very indifferent.
After suppressing the youth killers.
Yang Chen took a step back.
Recite the prepared verse with your mouth open.
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried!"
A Wen Qi Divine Sword condensed by Wen Qi came out of thin air, and a sword flew away, just like the sword control technique in Immortal Dao Martial Arts, Yang Chen used the Divine Dao Seed to control the Wen Qi Divine Sword, and slashed it with a sword, the young killer's head floated in the air, and bright red blood shot out from his neck, like a bright fountain.
After killing the youth killer.
Yang Chen's face was also pale for a while, and he used Confucianism twice in a row, exhausting the literary qi accumulated in the recent past.
"What an idiot killer, what kind of poems do you read when you kill people, what do you pretend to be? ”
If this person completely concealed his aura and killing intent and unleashed a thunderous blow, with Yang Chen's current strength, it would really be difficult to hide from such an assassination in the past.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen's back couldn't help but form a layer of cold sweat.
But.
Yang Chen was not very flustered.
In addition to Confucianism, Yang Chen also has immortal martial arts.
"I hope there is only this wave, otherwise, with my current half-baked martial arts, I may not be able to avoid the next wave of killings. ”