Chapter 153: Killing Intent from the East

"The king of the pestle of the underworld, come to invite Lord Yunxun to die. ”

The woman said with a smile.

But this sentence is like a yin wind.

Swing under the moon.

The Ten Halls of the Underworld, the Pestle King ranked fourth, and the three great cultivators in the top three almost never showed up.

Among the Hades who are still walking the world, traveling through the four realms, and being ordered to carry out the task of conferring the head, the strongest is the Pestle King.

The second-ranked King of Chu Jiang once made a move in the Battle of Tianhailou, and killed the enemy with Shushan Qianshou, one of the three star monarchs of the Great Sui, against the extreme demon monarch of the demon clan.

It can be seen that the "underworld" has a profound heritage.

As one of the strongest hole cards in the prince's hand, the Ten Palaces of Yama, who served the royal family with his life, the file file of his personal identity was deeply hidden in Hanoi, and it was difficult for even the Intelligence Department to obtain it.

Yun Xun had heard of the reputation of the pestle official king in the rivers and lakes before, this fourth hall of the underworld, killing people excessively, cruel methods, cramping and peeling skin at every turn, and his whereabouts are mysterious, the murderous reputation is far and wide, the ten halls of the underworld have their own characteristics, and most of them disdain to snipe and kill cultivators who are weaker than themselves...... However, the king of the pestle is an exception, it is said that "he" does things according to his temperament, and there is no difference between high and low realms in his eyes.

But I never expected it.

The king of the pestle was a woman.

And this face looks so immature, taking off this old official robe, it is no different from the teenagers in the ordinary market, as long as she doesn't open her mouth to show that murderous appearance, anyone who looks at it is a milky little girl.

The big official robe on the pestle official king's body was really big, and when she stood up, the two big sleeves were almost stacked and dragged to the ground, and the thin and narrow black gauze official hat swayed in the wind, she spoke softly, and said, "Lord Yunxun, there is nothing you want to ask before you die?"

There was silence in the carriage.

The man's laughter rang out.

"Yes, a lot of questions. But when I asked, would you answer?"

The pestle king smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Yun Xun asked as if talking to himself.

"I have completed the negotiation with Lingshan for Tiandu, why does the prince still want to kill me? There can be no spies in this mission, and the route back to the capital is randomly drawn up by me, how did you find my traces? and then ...... It's why do you want to make a move, as long as the prince doesn't give me the antidote, then I will be no different from a dead man...... The prince doesn't want to see me return to Tiandu?"

He did not expect the pestle king to answer his questions.

But in the dust, there was a sigh.

"It is precisely because you have completed the negotiations for Tiandu that I am here to kill you. ”

The pestle official Wang smiled and said, "I am not the prince's person. ”

Yun Xun, who was sitting in the carriage, had his pupils constricted.

Someone who is not a prince...... The king of the pestle is not the prince's person?!

This old official robe has not changed with the crown prince formulating the rules of the new temple, and the woman's clothing seems to have revealed the answer before.

"It's not just the prince who is loyal to the underworld...... Yun Xun suddenly figured this question, he muttered in his heart, and said, "The allegiance of the underworld is to the Great Sui Imperial Power. ”

Doubts will clear up when the facts are known.

After the woman spoke, she stepped out, two fingers like flowers, big sleeves like water dragons, sand and dust flying, she was like a piano musician, flying between the sand and stones, the invisible killing thought condensed into a long piano in the void, and the strings were plucked by the fingers!

There was a buzz, and the sound kill was passed like a continuous rain curtain.

The improvised formation of the Intelligence Division shattered in an instant.

The falcon crossed the carriage and fired an arrow, the arrow blossomed, splitting from the middle, and the sound of the sound killed in front of her, a gentle force grabbed the woman's girdle and pulled her away.

The carriage where Yun Xun was located exploded in an instant, turning into broken sawdust in the sky.

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed.

Nothing...... The head of the intelligence department, who was supposed to sit in the carriage, was no longer among them, and in the dust in the distance, the snow falcon was gently supported by her waist and landed on the ground, she turned her head to look at the feminine man behind her, and heard a soft but majestic order, "Live...... Without my order, you are not allowed to die, take the mission to the west, after stepping into the Great Wall of the east, change your name and surname, try to walk from the north, you can go around a little farther, you are not allowed to go Daze, let alone pass through the sphere of influence of Liuli Mountain. ”

You are not allowed to go to Daze.

The snow falcon was in a trance for a moment and understood what the chief priest meant.

This killing intent...... From the East.

She said anxiously, "What about you, the chief priest?"

"Since you have made up your mind to kill me, then there is more than this ambush. Yun Xun said indifferently: "The matter has come to this, it is impossible for the whole mission to swagger back to the capital, if the opponent is the underworld, it is a burden to take you with me, you go north, I will hide my traces...... After returning to Tiandu, don't rush back to the prince, wait for me in the 'old place'. ”

Snow Falcon shook his head, looked at the official-robed woman in the dust in the distance, and said murderously: "It's just a killer of the underworld, why should the chief of the chief be afraid of her......?

Yun Xun smiled, put his palm on the snow falcon's head, gently rubbed the woman's hair, and said lightly: "If only it were so simple...... Li Baijing is thoughtful, never makes mistakes, and has made up his mind to kill someone, how can he be so careless?"

The falcon was about to say something, and stopped.

"Live, it's an order. ”

Yun Xun's smile suddenly disappeared, and the woman's "pat" staggered ten feet away with one palm.

A wisp of wind blade, piercing the direction where the snow falcon was before, was like a sharp roaring arrow in the wind and sand, and was held by Yun Xun with one hand, and a trace of blood flew out of his palm.

"Your target is me...... Don't waste your energy. ”

Yun Xun clasped his five fingers together, "annihilated" the wisp of wind to the ground, and naturally walked to the front of the mission, and said lightly: "Second Highness must be very curious to know, what kind of consensus Tiandu and Lingshan have reached, right?"

The Pestle King smiled, "Yes, His Royal Highness the Second Highness instructed me that it would be best if I could not kill him." ”

Yun Xun narrowed his eyes.

The woman shook her head and said, "It's a pity that I'm the pestle king." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yun Xun's face changed suddenly, and with a bang, the sand and dust in all directions exploded, and the execution team of the Intelligence Division, which had been assembled and was preparing to evacuate the scene, was shocked backwards and loose under this unforeseen impact, and the snow falcon fell to the ground, looking at one burly figure after another, and slowly stood up under the moon.

Huge official robes one after another, in the cold wind, covered the cold moonlight.

"Trick ......"

Yun Xun said with a gloomy face: "No wonder it is said that the Pestle King alone is an army, with so many refined Yin corpses, and only Liuli Mountain can accommodate you." ”

The woman giggled, leaned forward and leaned back, "Lord Yunxun, in order to kill you, you can't be too hasty...... Kill you today, and my identity will be revealed,

Since then, although the world is big, it can only live in the east. ”

Speaking of the back, the pestle official king was a little regretful, and said gloomily: "It's a pity that Lord Han Yue sent me to the underworld, and spent a lot of effort to kill you today, you should feel honored." ”

Yun Xun sneered, the two were twenty zhang apart, suddenly a gust of wind swept by, the yellow sand in front of her eyes, the woman disappeared in an instant, and the next moment appeared, it was already a posture of raising her elbow and pressing down on Mount Tai, like a meteor falling, aiming at Yun Xun and chiseling down.

The two collided together.

Yun Xun's practice is the method of cultivating qi in the Lotus Pavilion, he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, what he has learned is mixed, divination and deduction are the mainstay, and the heart attack is supplemented, even if he is promoted to the star monarch, the killing power is not considered to be the strongest among the star monarchs, it can only be said to be an average level.

Coupled with the scorching tide of the heavenly capital, several battles, Yun Xun was injured a lot, and his cultivation has not been able to recover to his peak so far.

And the pestle king is different.

She has been cultivated by Han Yue since she was a child, stealing beams and changing pillars, stuffing into the underworld, killing all the way, and hiding the secret of her cultivation of the Demon Dao...... The physique casting method of ghost cultivation is comparable to only Buddhism in the Great Sui world, which is a thorough practical combat school.

If she was pulled within three feet, except for a sword dao embryo like Xu Zang who killed people in close quarters, ordinary starlight cultivators would not have the strength to fight at all.

Yun Xun's body was like a soft feather, like a boneless bent waist, sideways to avoid the fierce attack of the pestle official king, an elbow chiseled into the air, this looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl and then stepped down!

"Boom" The sand exploded.

Flying sand and rocks.

Yun Xun's feet retreated, there was always a line between the toes and the sand, never completely separated, the whole person was extremely unreasonable backwards, as if someone was holding his shoulders, the talisman thrown out of the two big sleeves was like a waterfall pouring, hundreds of old yellowed talisman paper flew under the moonlight, and the butterflies danced wildly, the girl pestle official Wang roared fiercely, and the sound wave shattered the talisman in the sky, emptying a straight and long trajectory, directly hitting Yun Xun's chest, and finally leaving Yun Xun's feet off the ground.

The head of the intelligence department looked pained, and after his feet left the ground, he raised his hands, separated and closed them very quickly, and the air was faintly agitated.

Pinch the seal.

The pestle official king frowned, she looked around, and found that the talismans that had been "roared" by herself did not turn directly into ashes, but sticky flutters, falling around her one after another, some on her shoulders, some on her hair.

And the man who was directly hit by his own sound roar, although embarrassed, still landed "unscathed", stood firm after stumbling on his feet, and the moire black robe on his chest that had been refined by the secret method was chiseled by this blow, but revealed a silver shiny heart guard, faintly revealing a dull and scorching red brilliance.

With murderous intent, the hot crimson glow lit up rhythmically like breathing around her.

One talisman after another.

The Lotus Pavilion has inherited thousands of years of painstaking efforts, and even in the Nirvana realm, it is still a "left path" technique that can still be useful......

With the end of Yun Xun's landing and pinching the handprint, these talismans burst out with blazing brilliance, and in the sky above the desert, above the moonlit night, they attracted a brilliant and unavoidable thunder.

"Boom!"

The hoarse voice, drowned out by the roar of thunder.

A thunderbolt with the thickness of three or four people hugging each other directly hit the girl Pestle King standing in the desert.

The sea of thunder.

Raging surging.