In the green bamboo shop, there was a crisp sound of bells echoing.
Laughing wildly and wailing can be heard endlessly!
"Damn Wu Sheng Cult!!"
The young government officer looked at the Shura-like hell scene with hatred in his heart and fire in his eyes.
Overnight, Tianye Mansion seemed to have changed into a different world.
"Please, let my daughter go!"
"She is only ten years old, I beg you! I beg you!"
"Wusheng Cult, you are all beasts! Beasts!!!"
"Dad, save me! Dad~~"
"Hahaha, what a tender little lady!"
Listening to the screams and the sounds of evil and robbery.
The young government servant huddled in the corner of the courtyard clenched his fists fiercely and gritted his teeth in frustration.
If you have practiced boxing, kicking, and martial arts, you will have enough strength.
Maybe, he won’t be so powerless, right?
In a hurry, his fingers brushed across his waist.
There is a Yan Fei Dao!
Yes, I still have a knife!
I can also protect others!
He gritted his teeth and broke into the courtyard directly.
Amidst the blood flowing, the middle-aged man with one arm cut off was crying and struggling to get up.
In the room, a struggling figure could be vaguely seen.
There were helpless cries of girls and wild laughter of men.
Thin clothes one after another were torn to pieces and scattered all over the floor!
"You beasts, let her go!!"
The young yamen servant's eyes were red, his hand holding the knife was trembling, and he shouted loudly.
"It's bad luck, how can you not be discerning? Didn't you see that the uncle is getting ready to do something?"
The disheveled young man walked out with a look of displeasure on his face.
The moment he saw the young man, he couldn't help but laugh strangely, "Hey, who do you think I am? It turns out I'm an official? Why, are you just thinking about upholding justice today?"
As he said that, his face turned slightly gloomy, and he said with a cruel smile: "Sir, I advise you to take less care of our non-shengtiao affairs! Otherwise, you might die on the roadside one day!"
"You, you guys!"
The young man's eyes were bloodshot.
The imperial officials actually dared to directly threaten him!
Does this Wusheng Cult still have royal laws in its eyes?
At this time, a slightly playful voice suddenly sounded.
"If I insist on taking charge, what can you do to me?"
The young man looked back slightly.
What caught his eye was a tall figure.
The long knife is in his hand, and there is a bright red reflection in the dark outer shirt!
It seemed like it was soaked in blood.
He would never forget that handsome face!
Chen Xiu!
"Chen, Chen Xiu?"
The young man's expression suddenly changed.
This is the famous God of Killing!
"I just took some time to practice a special skill, and I was thinking of trying it out. Now, I just met you."
Chen Xiu walked towards the young man with a faint smile. He didn't hold the knife in his left hand, but slowly raised his right hand!
The five fingers were like steel nails made of mixed iron, falling directly!
She pinched his arm, slightly.
"Kacha kacha kacha——"
The sound of broken bones was heard, and the young man trembled and collapsed to the ground.
The straight spine seemed to have been broken by someone with a hammer.
At this moment, it is ferocious and twisted, like a centipede! !
The young man touched his eyes, a little in disbelief.
It was obvious that the hand was pinched, but why was it the spine that was broken?
How weird!
Chen Xiu slowly stepped into the room, and the ragged girl's eyes were full of horror!
"Dog officer, go to hell!"
Two low roars sounded, and the two shirtless men looked gloomy and stabbed out fiercely with the knives in their hands.
Clang——
The sound of the blade hitting the ground was very crisp.
In the horrified eyes of the two men, Chen Xiu's finger slowly touched their heads.
The huge head suddenly spun around his neck like a windmill.
Then, he flew straight out.
He rolled on the ground a few times, with a bit of unknown panic remaining on his face.
Hot blood spurted out like a hot spring.
Chen Xiu turned around slightly and threw a small bottle to the middle-aged man: "This is the imperial court's golden sore medicine. It's very effective."
When he passed by the young yamen servant, he stopped slightly.
"Well done."
A classic book fell into the hands of the young man.
Facing the young man's astonished gaze, Chen Xiu said quietly: "Take it, this is the method and experience I have practiced. I will practice some martial arts in the future and live better in troubled times."
Say wow, turn around and leave.
"I thank you, sir, for saving my little girl from danger."
The middle-aged man covered his broken arm, cried and kowtowed: "In the future, I will definitely put your longevity tablet at home and pray for your safety."
Chen Xiu paused for a moment, then walked straight out of the door.
The young man's hand covering the book was trembling, and his eyes were full of gratitude.
This is a martial arts classic!
He bowed his head slightly, and what caught his eye were four neat large characters: Zixia Magic Power!
Not only is there text, but there are also notes!
"Oh, someone would actually want to worship a wicked person like me?"
Chen Xiu shook his head with some self-deprecation and walked straight towards the Great Black Prison.
If he hadn't accidentally heard the young man's roar, he wouldn't have gone in.
That little yamen servant reminded him of Zhang Yunshan.
Perhaps Zhang Yunshan was also so righteous when he was young?
Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Xiu slowly raised his hand, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
The power of the Big Abandoned Grasping Hand is indeed extraordinary.
He just thought about it for a while while walking, but found that the technique was quite exquisite and concise.
The difficulty of getting started is very low, even weaker than the old sleeve blue dragon.
But yes, grapplers generally use rough tricks, most of which are very simple.
The only difficulty lies in the shortcomings in cultivation.
A heavy physical sacrifice must be made!
Before, he still had some scruples.
But now that he has integrated the "Rakshasa Immortal Gu", and the Gang Qi in his body can repair his body on its own, he no longer has the advantage of looking back.
When he was practicing, his left hand was missing.
The entire arm was completely rigid and almost out of control.
Now, the surging Gang Qi is repairing the meridians and wounds.
In front of the Great Black Prison, it was extremely quiet at the moment.
Chen Xiu slowly pushed open the heavy iron door.
There was no one inside, it was chaos.
It seemed empty and lonely.
Chen Xiu walked to the corner and walked down the spiral staircase to the depths.
On the steps of the black stone, scattered blood stains were mottled and dried.
An extremely fishy smell came from bottom to top.
On the ground floor, there was a flicker of fire.
Reflecting the piled up corpses.
Chen Xiu looked slightly sideways, and he could vaguely feel the cold atmosphere in the closed door on the side.
"Zhiqua——"
The door was pushed open.
Li San is still as white as blood and as beautiful as a woman,
He casually threw an executed corpse aside, blood splattering out.
He frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing here? I should have told you that no one is allowed to set foot here without my order!"
Chen Xiu stared at him and said quietly: "Zhang Yunshan, Mr. Zhang arrested the head, he is dead! I think I should inform you about this."
Li San's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and there was a tremor in his voice: "Who did it!"
An extreme bloody cold energy erupted.
Bloody, dirty, and extremely cold!
"A lot of people."
Chen Xiu said calmly: "Zhou Wenlong, the Wusheng Sect, and the Iron Sword Sect are taking action. As for those hiding behind it, the Xuanjing Division and the Qiu Shen official who has not shown up yet!"
"So, I want to ask you!"
"Would you like to join me and make them pay something?"
