Jiumozhi in The Eight Parts of Demi-Gods is not a good person, which can be seen from his behavior style.
But if you say that he is a pure bad guy, his badness is not too obvious. Looking at the entire Tianlong plot, he seems to be either being beaten or on the way to being beaten. He really didn't kill anyone.
Most of the people present hated Yan Shisan, and they didn't really like Jiumozhi that much, but after all, someone came forward. Between Yan Shisan and Jiumozhi, some people chose to support Jiumozhi.
Although Yan Shisan is not a member of the Demon Sect, his behavior is more ruthless than the Demon Sect. There is no need for a reason to kill people. No one wants to be associated with such a person.
In contrast, it is easier to get along with Jiumozhi, who has a good reputation.
After Jiumozhi, the first person to stand up was Murong Fu.
As the only man in the entire Tianlong plot who is serious about his career, Murong Fu will naturally not miss any opportunity to improve his status in the world.
But seeing him stand out from the crowd, he said loudly in the eyes of the heroes: "Yan Shisan, for your own selfishness, you have caused a bloody storm in the world, and I don't know how many celebrities in the world have died under your sword.
Do you ever feel a little guilty in your heart for acting like this?
Since you are here today, why don't you stay and give me an explanation? Otherwise, others can spare you, but my Gusu Murong clan's sword cannot spare you! "
Murong Fu's voice was rich and powerful. Although he was afraid of Yan Shisan, he was not afraid of him. Since his debut in the world, he had encountered countless masters, and there were only a few who dared to say that he could definitely beat him.
"Okay! Master Murong said it well!"
"Yan Shisan, you are a demon that everyone wants to kill, you must give me an explanation today!!"
In the valley, hundreds of people were shouting together, and during this period, a wave of grandmaster-level pressure spread, causing the sky above the valley to surge, which was quite a bit majestic.
Wang Yuyan looked at her cousin Murong Fu with blurred eyes. At this moment, the image of her cousin was infinitely magnified in her heart. The nymphomaniac look in Duan Yu's eyes made Duan Yu feel sad and a little sour in his heart.
"If Miss Wang's eyes could fall on me for just a moment, even if she died immediately, I would be satisfied!"
At this time, Yan Shisan, who was surrounded by heroes, had calm eyes and did not feel any pressure at all. Instead, he sneered disdainfully.
"Explanation, what explanation do you want?"
"Once you enter the Jianghu, life and death are determined by fate. Don't you understand this truth?"
"Since you have embarked on the road of martial arts, you will either become a stepping stone for others, or you will step on other people's corpses to the end of the martial arts. If you are not even mentally prepared for this, I can only say that this world is not suitable for you!"
"Amitabha!"
Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "Donor Yan, don't make excuses for your evil methods. The poor monk only wants to ask you, if that stepping stone is you, and you are stepped on by others to achieve martial arts, you What do you feel in your heart?"
Yan Shisan laughed and said: "Now that I have entered the world, I will never regret it whether I live or die.
If I, Yan Shisan, cannot achieve enlightenment, then why not help others achieve enlightenment?
At least, I was involved in the other party’s journey to greatness in martial arts, wasn’t it? "
Jiumozhi was speechless and frowned.
He feels that he is already a martial arts idiot, but compared with Yan Shisan, he is still inferior. The other person is no longer an idiot, but a lunatic. For the sake of martial arts, he no longer cares about life and death, and his way of thinking is somewhat different from that of a normal person. It’s different.
"No! No!" Seeing Murong Fu and Jiumozhi quarreling with Yan Shisan, Murong Fu's general Bao BuTong shook his head and said: "Sir, why should such rats bother talking to him? We and other heroes There is no need to talk to him about moral principles here, just swarm him and cut him into pieces!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Murong Fu's expression changed, and he subconsciously pulled Bao BuTong behind him.
This guy really can't tell the difference between a big king and a big king, and he can't see the situation clearly. How can he speak in such an occasion?
Who is Yan Shisan? He is a powerful and powerful top master. He is said to be nearly invincible among masters. How can he be insulted by anyone at will?
Jiumozhi dared to confront the opponent because he was the number one master in Tubo and was also a very famous master among the masters.
He, Murong Fu, dared to speak out because he had the strength to rely on. The name of Bei Qiao Feng Nan Murong was not blown out, but the reputation he, Murong Fu, gained with every move he had made in the world for more than ten years.
Both of them are prestigious master-level masters in the world. Yan Shisan was not annoyed at all when he stopped Yan Shisan to question them, because in terms of status, the two sides were equal.
But what is your identity if you are different?
He is just a general of the Murong family, or to put it worse, a domestic slave. How dare an ordinary innate martial artist dare to call a master like Yan Shisan, who has been famous for many years, a rat to his face?
Sure enough, when Murong Fu reached out to pull Bao BuTong back, Yan Shisan's eyes turned.
One glance!
With just one glance, Bao BuTong felt like his brain was exploding.
At this moment, he couldn't speak, couldn't see, couldn't move, and his breathing was stagnant.
In his last vision, there seemed to be endless waves rolling in. The huge waves smashed his body into pieces. At this point, his consciousness fell into absolute darkness.
Plop!
Bao BuTong fell to the sky, his pupils were dilated and a look of fear and despair remained, and there was blood flowing in his eyes. Many people understood this situation. Bao BuTong was mentally defeated and scared to death.
Song Qian, who was eating melon and watching a show in the distance, clicked her tongue twice, "Simple bad mouth, the ultimate enjoyment, but it's a pity that the strength is not good, and it is not worthy of his mouth."
Song Xuan glared at her, "Watch your play, don't let me watch the plot!"
"Oh~"
Song Qian smiled and shrugged and said nothing more, but the lightning ferret in her hand squeaked as she kneaded it.
Murong Fu's face was ashen. The general under his command was killed by Yan Shisan's sword, which directly defeated his spirit. However, he did not protect him. This made him feel humiliated. His face was ashen and he stared at the opponent.
"Yan Shisan, you are also a famous master in the martial arts world. Why do you not care about face at all when you bully the weak like this?"
Yan Shisan did not speak, but first looked towards the place where Song Qian was speaking just now, and then looked at Murong Fu thoughtfully.
"Yan doesn't disdain to kill the weak, but that doesn't mean that ants have the right to bark in front of me.
Ants must have the consciousness of ants. I won't take the initiative to embarrass you, but if someone comes to me looking for death, I won't mind squeezing him to death! "
As he said that, the smile on his face became fuller, "If you have any objections, come and have a fight!"
