Doesn't Lin Xiaolu feel any pain? Of course it hurts!
But this little pain is nothing to him. He can bear the pain of Lingchi for more than a month without breaking down. This little pain is not worth mentioning to him!
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu, full of anger, rushed to the old man with the Dageng bronze ware, and started to chop without saying a word. The huge Dageng bronze ware was danced in his hand like a bronze iron pillar, one knife after another. , like a flood and waterfall pouring down from a high place, in an endless stream, slashing at the old man's head and face, and for a moment actually forced the old man whose cultivation was infinitely close to the pill formation to retreat!
"Ah, ah, ah, look at the knife! Hit your heart and elbow! Look at the knife again! Move and beat! Still look at the knife! Split palms! Look at the knife all the time! Damn it!"
Lin Xiaolu screamed and used both fists and kicks throughout the whole process, cutting and kicking the old man at the same time. He completely gave up his own defense and fought the old man for his life with this injury-for-injury style. In the end, he stared at the old man with his eyes wide open. Call:
"Male Gobi! Spit out those mortal lives for me! I'm a fool!"
In the field, the angry young man held up the giant bronze blade and slashed with anger, until the old man's cover was cut with a cracking sound, and soon he was on the verge of collapse!
The old man was also completely panicked. He had been beaten up by the desperate young man in front of him, and his face was bruised and swollen. After resisting several knives, he no longer dared to fight with this little baby who looked like an ancient beast. He was about to fly away at the slightest movement. But as soon as he flew up, Lin Xiaolu, who was extremely angry, grabbed his ankle and pulled him down again!
"Fly the hammer!"
The young man tugged angrily, grabbed the old man's leg and threw him to the ground, causing the whole ground to shake.
He yelled, holding the old man upside down in his hands, and smashed it from left to right, and then from right to left. The surrounding fields were smashed with a roar, the soil was flying, and the entire ground was constantly sinking. He raised the knife again and slashed at the old man's head, without giving him any chance to breathe, until he was completely plunged into the ground.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The Dageng bronzeware collided with the old man's round shield, making a roaring sound of ironware. Every sound was deafening, and even Shangguan Shiliu in the distance was frightened.
Good guy, it seems like I don’t need my help anymore. This guy is so strong when he explodes with all his strength. It seems that he held back last time he fought with me.
From a distance, Jiang Ning was equally horrified as he watched this scene. He was frightened by Lin Xiaolu's rage.
The deer now looks so fierce and scary.
"Little Deer Donor... you are really a very gentle person." Wu Guo said with his hands clasped together and his face slightly red.
Jiang Ning rolled her eyes at him and said speechlessly: "How gentle is this? Why can't I see it?"
Wu Gu smiled slightly:
"Donor Jiang didn't know something. He died tragically for the sake of unrelated people, but he had compassion for heaven and humanity. This is a Buddha.
To have a burning rage in your heart because of the tragic death of someone who has nothing to do with you, this is the way.
But the Little Deer Donor can risk his own life for irrelevant people and try his best to make the evildoers pay the price!
Donor Jiang, do you know what this is? "
Jiang Ning paused when he heard this and did not speak.
One person said that she felt that it was a bit silly to risk her life for someone she didn't want to do.
Although what Xiaolu did was indeed right, and the world may need more people like Xiaolu, judging from the education she received since childhood, this was a bit silly.
Beside him, Wugou smiled when he saw that she was silent. He was about to say something when Shuai Shuaiya, who was watching the battle, suddenly spoke with a calm expression:
"The world only knows that there are four ideals in this world: Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Demonology, but they don't know that there is another idea, an idea that was once recorded in ancient books and has disappeared in the long river of history."
Jiang Ning glanced at Shuai Shuaiya in confusion and asked curiously: "What concept?"
The quiet handsome duck looked at the angry young man in the distance, holding a knife and asking questions. His eyes were quiet for a long time, and then his throat rolled and he slowly spit out one word - "Xia!"
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"Little doll! You are looking for death!"
Under the continuous blows of Da Geng's bronze weapon, the old man was completely enraged. His whole body sank into the ground, and several extremely sad and vicious ghosts erupted from his raised hands, resisting Lin Xiaolu's slashing blade.
More than a thousand fierce ghosts surrounded Lin Xiaolu like an overwhelming force, attacking his body like crazy and resisting his falling blade. However, Lin Xiaolu ignored it and still pressed the huge Dageng bronze vessel tightly, not letting go at all. Veins were popping out one after another on his arms.
Seeing that thousands of fierce ghosts were unable to resist the young man's sword, the old man was completely panicked.
"Little baby, I want you to go!
You and I don't even know each other, and you don't need to fight with me for those common people to lose both sides! They are only mortals!
You have your Yangguan Road, I have my single-plank bridge, let's each take a step back! Great! "
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu sneered as he kept exerting his strength, as if he didn't care that his body was already in disarray after being devoured by the demons around him. When he saw that the Dageng bronze weapon in his hand could not be cut off, he did not hesitate to lift up a small piece of his own body. The short legs stepped on the back of the knife hard!
"Crack!"
Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed down, and pressed down with his feet on the back of the knife. The ground sank again, and the round cover composed of countless women's faces also began to collapse inch by inch. The huge bronze blade also dropped a few inches again, directly reaching the old man's head. superior!
"Damn old man!
You have done many evil things, harming living beings, killing innocent women, refining mortals into zombies, making the world angry and resentful.
Today, if heaven does not destroy you, I will destroy you! "
After the strong words fell, the condescending young man exerted his strength again. He leaned forward and stepped on the back of the knife with his short legs. The blade instantly smashed the cover and chopped directly on the old man's head. Blood plasma burst out for a moment. gush.
"I am right!"
The old man with his head covered in blood stared with unwilling eyes and roared at the top of his lungs:
"I just want to use my own efforts and opportunities to show those who look down on me that with my own efforts, I can surpass those so-called geniuses!
I want to live forever, I want to cultivate immortality, I have been planning hard for a whole period! Why do you want to ruin my dream, you little baby! That is my lifelong dream!
I just want to prove it to those geniuses! As long as people are willing to work hard and seize opportunities, even if they don't have so-called talent, they can still do what geniuses can do, and they can live forever!
You shouldn't kill me! "
Listening to these somewhat familiar words, the angry young man fell into a daze for a moment, and the overwhelming anger in his eyes gradually faded away.
But after a moment, his condescending gaze looked at the unwilling old man again, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.
"In the next life, eat less shit, it will hurt your stomach!"
Old man:? ? ?
"Pfft!"
The Dageng Bronze Weapon slashed with all its strength, and with a soft sound, the old man's head completely shattered and was cut in half with one strike!
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The old man is dead.
In the endless green fields, the injured boy stood quietly.
Jiang Ning, Shangguan Shiliu, and Wugu were just about to step forward to ask how Lin Xiaolu was doing and whether he was injured, when they saw wisps of female ghosts floating out of the old man's split head and flying into the air. He knelt down silently before the young man standing with a knife.
More than a thousand female ghosts lined up in the air and knelt down to worship a young man. This strange and spectacular scene made everyone moved. Wugou even clasped his hands together and said with a gentle smile:
"Thousands of ghosts worship, it is true that it is the Six Paths of Compassion, the little deer benefactor - great kindness!"
Lin Xiaolu held the knife and looked at the female ghosts who were kneeling to him in surprise, and then watched them disappear one after another.
He also saw Shuanzi, the younger brother he had just taken in, following a woman with a delicate face, smiling and waving to him, and finally disappeared with the woman.
Although Shuanzi turned into a ghost and seemed unable to speak, he smiled quite happily. He must be thinking happily about me, his big brother, somewhere in this world, right?
The young man who thought this way smiled happily.
After all the female ghosts disappeared, the endless darkness above the head finally dissipated, and the long-lost sunshine shone down again, shining on this sinful land, as if it was washing away the blood that had happened in this land. history.
Finally, the young man looked at the old man who had turned into a corpse at his feet, and said expressionlessly:
"For a sinful person like you, you'd better go to hell and eat shit in peace. As for what you want to prove, I'll prove it for you!"
