Chapter 52: The Sword Kills!
To get to Baling, according to the current situation, it will take a day's journey to arrive.
On the way, also pay attention to the guys that may pop up everywhere.
He doesn't have anything personally, but for the safety of these things, he can only escort them safely, like a dart guard.
The car was rolling forward, unexpectedly, the road was very deserted, and only the footsteps of his group and the sound of the car could be heard, and it seemed that even the sound of birds was missing.
Because of this, it seems extremely abnormal.
Wang Yue thought that the kung fu along the way would never be peaceful.
"Brother Wang, it's a little too quiet on the way. Song Zhi rode forward from behind, obviously sensing that the surrounding environment was wrong, so he said to Wang Yue.
He has a lot of seniority, and he can easily detect this kind of thing.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!
"So, we have to be careful. Wang Yue looked at the six roads, listened to the eight directions, and said softly.
He personally escorted it, just to see what people and forces who were not long-sighted and dared to attack these Yang Gong treasures.
He is in the middle of the team, in order to take care of the comprehensive, Ssangyong is in the front row, Song Zhi is in the back, there are masters watching, this is the most comprehensive way.
After walking for seven or eight miles, I came to a fork in the road where there were forests on both sides.
However, at this point, the group slowly stopped.
Wang Yue stopped at Lerma, looked at the group of people blocking the way in front of him, and estimated that there were thousands of people.
The clothes of these people are dressed, Wang Yue has seen before, and the guards who protect Li Shimin's kid at the pro-monarch meeting are dressed like this.
It seems that these guys are all Li Valve's people.
Only then did I notice that some people came up from behind, and Wang Yue's eyes were cold. It's all 'old acquaintances'.
Fan Qinghui, Likong, Li Shimin.
It's unfortunate that you can meet these people anywhere.
The temptation of Yang Gong's treasure can make the representatives of Buddhism and Taoism unable to hold their breath, and they are really on Li Shimin's side, and the purpose is self-evident.
Wang Yue stepped forward and looked at these people. Said leisurely: "Good dog is not in the way, get out of the way, let us pass." ”
Although the tone between the words was calm, he seemed arrogant and disdainful, and he didn't take these people seriously at all.
"Your Excellency, is the winner of Yang Gong's treasure?" Fan Qinghui, the nun, took a few steps, ignored Wang Yue's words, and said to him.
"Cihang Jingzhai's old nun, I think you're going to say something I don't like next. Until then, I'll tell you to get out of here early, lest I make a move, and there will be a river of blood here, and you will regret it. Wang Yue smiled, but his smile was a little cold.
"Amitabha! don't be angry, please let us finish our words......" At this time, the monk came out. Put your hands together and bow softly.
Wang Yue glanced at him. He had just finished speaking before he interrupted him.
"Don't tell me some big truths, just people like you are worthy?" Wang Yue raised his eyebrows and said angrily.
"I'm giving you one last chance, and now disappear from me. Otherwise, I'll make you disappear myself!"
Wang Yue's patience has a limit.
But there are some people who have to die, pulling the tiger skin as a banner.
"I hope for the donor. Listen carefully to what I said, Yang Gong's treasure is a virtuous person...... "Fan Qinghui and the two of them are empty, and some are endless.
This time, Wang Yue decisively sentenced them to death.
"Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, you look at good things!" Wang Yue said coldly.
When Shuanglong heard Wang Yue's tone, he knew that he was really angry, and these guys were obviously going to be unlucky.
"Since you don't want to leave, let's let you die!"
Wang Yue immediately rose into the air, jumping more than three or four feet, and his voice resounded throughout the audience, mixed with a monstrous murderous aura. Suddenly, a brilliant sword qi slashed down in the air.
If you don't do it, it's enough, and when you do it, it's neat and neat, and it doesn't drag the mud and water at all.
As soon as this sword qi came out, Fan Qinghui and Kongjun were shocked, such martial arts, they have a deep memory!
However, the offensive was coming, so the two of them didn't have time to think about it, and the terrifying power emanating from it made the two of them look solemn and busy with all their might.
With a clear roar, Fan Qinghui's color empty sword came out of its sheath, and quickly swung a sword to meet it, and the sword qi as clear as water resisted. The emptiness was split out with a palm, and it suddenly differentiated into dense palm shadows, all of which were transformed by true qi and contained great power.
The top masters of the two grandmasters acted at the same time, but they suddenly and hastily attacked, but they couldn't completely block this sword.
The energy was discharged, like a cloud and a wind, the wind was agitated, blowing dusty, and the vision felt a little blurred, and with a thunderous sound appeared in the ears, some people with low skills suddenly felt that their ears were buzzing, dizzy, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding a trace of blood, and they were hurt by the aftermath.
After blocking this sword, both of them couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the injury was not light, Wang Yue's sword qi was obviously not so easy to catch.
Quietly landing, Wang Yue swept over the two of them and sneered: "The two of you have seen my martial arts, and they must have guessed my identity." ”
Fan Qinghui secretly used his true qi to breathe, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "You are the ghost-faced person at the pro-monarch conference!"
In fact, when Wang Yue made a move, they had already guessed it, and now when Wang Yue asked this, he confirmed his identity.
"Killing Ning Daoqi and Emperor Heart Venerable, is it also your doing?" Fan Qinghui asked again.
"It's me. Wang Yue confessed.
There is no need to deny this matter, it was indeed killed by him, and he will not deny it, not to mention that these two people have already entered his death list.
"Amitabha! The person who destroyed the Pure Mind Monastery that day was also the benefactor. I don't know, why can't the donor get along with us?" said Kong.
"Because your presence will hinder my path, I must get rid of you. Besides, I've been upsetting you for a long time!"
Wang Yue snorted coldly, and without warning, he suddenly made a move, and instantly approached these two people.
This action made the two of them shocked, and just about to react, they were already a step too late.
"Don't struggle, I'll kill you as easily as possible. ”
Wang Yue's words were like a curse from hell, lingering in the ears of the two of them, and they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs and their hairs standing on end!
Fan Qinghui's color sword had just come out of the sheath, and it had been pressed back by Wang Yue, and he snatched it away, only to hear a clear sword roar, and a beautiful light flashed in front of him, and Fan Qinghui's head flew high.
Wang Yue waved his sleeves, and a strong force blew it into the forest on the left, and when he saw the empty monk rushing towards him, his face was angry, and he couldn't help but sneer a few times.
The sword in his hand, instantly out of the sheath into the sheath, faintly a touch of cold light reflected in the eyes, and then look at the emptiness, it was already standing still, but from the top of the head to the jaw, from the middle there was a faint bloody wound, after a while, the empty monk fell straight to the ground.
In the middle of a crowd of people, Li Shimin looked at this scene in astonishment, and saw Wang Yue's gaze turn to him.
At this moment, the cold penetrated to the bones, like falling into an ice cave. (To be continued.) )