Chapter 11 The devil is the devil, and the heavens are self-evident
Everyone in the audience gasped, even the Blood Bodhisattva made a defensive posture, she recalled that this person had climbed the city wall with Tiyunzong, but this Tiyunzong was a unique light skill in Wudang, and it was absolutely impossible for Song Yi to learn!
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An elder stared at Song Yi, covered in cold sweat, swallowed and foamed, and then asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask: "City Lord...... You demon...... What does it mean......"
Even March stared at Song Yi vigilantly, and everyone present stared intently at the smiling man. If the demon is not someone's name or nickname, then this creature, which only exists in the legendary world of fairies and demons, will bring a nightmare to all of them.
"That's it...... You know......"
Even March was scared at this moment, although he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but after all, he was just a mortal. The former seven-star sword master was already so terrifying before he became an immortal, if the other party was a real demon, it was an existence on the same level as an immortal.
Seeing that the man was surrounded and still smiled so calmly, the more calm he was, the more afraid everyone became. In addition, the evil pen in his hand, where does it look like a weapon? It is clear that the pen is the heart of a demon! Otherwise, how could even Sai Tangyi be damaged? Otherwise, why would it still beat?
At this moment, hearing Lian Yue's answer, everyone gasped. Even March's martial arts may not be top-notch, but he has a lot of experience, otherwise he wouldn't even know the secret treasures of the Mo family.
"You're a human or a ghost!"
The Blood Bodhisattva didn't let the eyebrows go, and this group of big men were terrified. She was also a little scared, and this is the cascading effect. A woman was already afraid of these evil things, but she still mustered up the courage to shout out loud.
Song Yi's demon pen swiped lightly in the air, leaving behind lines of blood.
"Who is the devil, ask the heavens for self-understanding. ā
The more Song Yi was so calm, the more everyone was afraid of him, staring at his every move, for fear that his pen would suddenly penetrate someone. If you die under such a monster, I'm afraid that your soul will be eaten clean, and you won't be able to reincarnate.
Lian Yue quickly calmed down, just now he was shaken by the demon pen and the blood on the man's eyebrows. Now that he gradually stabilized, he remembered Lian Tian who was injured under this person's hands, if this person was a demon, wouldn't Lian Tian be more auspicious? When he thought that his son was going to die, even if the other party was a demon, even if he couldn't defeat him, he would fight to the death to avenge his son!
"Ahem......"
Just when Lian March decided to make a move, just when everyone was nervous, a cough broke the silence. Everyone's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.
"Oh my God!"
Lian Yue looked at the voice and found that it was Lian Tian who was coughing, it turned out that he was really not dead! With a burst of joy in his heart, Lian Yue hurriedly went over to check on Lian Tian.
"Come on!" Although Lian Tian was not dead, he was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he had slipped around the ghost gate, and Lian Yue hurriedly called people to come, and the scene suddenly became a little chaotic.
"Even in March, I will spare your dog a dog's life, you have to take care of it, don't let him do anything wrong outside. ā
Song Yi's demon pen pointed at Liantian, and the iron scroll slowly retreated in front of the Blood Bodhisattva.
The guards wanted to chase but didn't dare, looking at each other and waiting for the city lord's order.
"Hmph, you pretend to be a ghost, you dare to tease the old man......"
Lian March's intuition suddenly cleared his heart. Song Yi's face changed, and he shouted in his heart, this old thief had already asked for the influence of his heavenly purpose, and hurriedly grabbed the Blood Bodhisattva.
"Let's go!"
"Take it for me!"
Lian March yelled, and the guards hesitated a little and hurriedly swarmed up.
The Blood Bodhisattva was unwilling to see that Lian Tian did not die, and with a flick of the cold light in his hand, a small flying sword flew towards Lian Tian, but the Blood Bodhisattva did not enter the stream except for the Qin Sword in his hand, fists and feet, hidden weapons, etc., but under this flight, he still snorted and stabbed a guard in the shoulder.
The Blood Bodhisattva's reverse struggle suddenly slowed down, and Song Yi was anxious, but he heard Lian Yue's grief-stricken scream.
"No!"
An arrow burst through the air, and the speed of the arrow hit the dying Lian Tian at such a fast speed that Lian Yue didn't have time to react!
All that left in the inner city was a hearty laugh.
"Hahaha, the wanderer's bow sounds, and the tiger and wolf can't escape!"
Then several arrows whizzed through the air, hitting several guards, one of which also flew towards Lian Yue's throat, Lian Yue hurriedly blocked with his cross arm, and the arrow shattered instantly when it hit Sai Tangyi.
This disturbance made the escort team panic suddenly, after all, they are not the regular army of the royal family, and they usually look similar, and this incident immediately saw the difference.
Song Yi grabbed it and wanted to rush back to kill Lian Tian's Blood Bodhisattva, pulled her out and stopped suddenly. At some point, a yellow paper talisman was marked with a strange symbol in the air, and then the yellow talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.
"Wind thaumaturgy, up!"
The sound of wind and thunder faintly sounded in the inner city, and suddenly sand and stones flew up.
Then a strange scene appeared, eight Song Yi pulled the blood bodhisattva, and ran in different directions with their feet on the wind and thunder! It turned out to be a Taoist illusion!
It wasn't until the two of them rushed out of a distance that the phantom disappeared, but they could only watch each other escape.
Lian Yue looked at Song Yi who was far away, his face was cloudy, and his chest was undulating. Holding the Glaive Knife tightly in his hand, the joints crackled.
"Enough to resist the wind and thunder, a thousand miles in an instant. Good, good!"
Touch!
Lian Yue danced the big knife, shouted, and slashed a stone lion next to him, looking at the direction of the cold arrow just now.
"Okay, you bow and open the autumn moon and the autumn moon is clear!"
Another roar shook the city.
"I've written it down for three months!
The inner city and the outer city all heard Lian Yue's roar, and the thief Xingjun, who hid aside and witnessed everything passing by, smiled, blended into the dark shadows and quickly walked away.
A mile outside the city, the Wang family has already fled, this matter started because of them, if they still stay in the Wind and Fire City, there will be more than one luck. At this moment, Wang Yuanwai vaguely heard this earth-shattering roar, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly all over his body, and his bones were a little softer.
Lian Yue looked at his son's already cold corpse, and before a stick of incense, this son was still kneeling for himself, but at this moment, he was ......
Thinking of this, Lian Yue's face was full of tears. The love of parents is greater than anything in the world!
But he was crying and crying, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled! Perhaps this is the so-called joy of sorrow.
Even March only has such a son, and his beloved wife has been sick early, and this son has become all his sustenance. Every time he thinks of his wife, even March feels sad, and only when he sees his son does he seem to see his wife.
Wind and Fire City is located in a remote area, merchants are reluctant to come, and the economy is becoming more and more difficult, in order not to destroy the foundation of the ancestors, Lian March was forced to let his son marry the Kang family, a salt merchant of Zhao Guoda. Kang's daughter was arrogant and unreasonable, and his son was depressed after marriage, which he felt quite indebted. Therefore, he was as upright as he acquiesced to his son taking a concubine. But I don't want to be killed because of this!
Even for three months, he looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the stars in the sky, and he repeatedly recited Song Yi's words in his mouth.
"Who is the devil, ask the heavens to know themselves!"
Suddenly, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind, also reading the same words...... Lian Yue frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly realized!
He lowered his head to stare at his son's corpse, gritting his teeth and whispering.
"Hmph, the Wang family is really capable, and they can invite the Blood Bodhisattva, Qingfeng Village, and the Mo family because of a small marriage!"