There were several corpses lying on the ground, and beside the corpses, two people were standing.
No matter who he is, any man can always be surprised by Yao Yue's coolness. No matter who he is, as long as he takes one look at her, he will not dare to raise his head to look at her again.
The sky was covered with snow, and against her snow-white clothes, she looked so otherworldly, so unattainable.
However, when they saw Yao Yue, they also saw the man.
White clothes and white hair, surrounded by the wind, not touched by any dust, with a cynical smile on his calm face. Under the long black eyebrows, a pair of eyes looked at everyone as if they were mocking...
The snowflakes are falling slowly and the cold wind is lingering.
Xinmei took a step forward, and the Buddha said: "Amitabha, may I ask whether you are the two donors, Yianyue and Yaoyue?"
Randomly asked: "The great monk is not chanting sutras in the mountains, so what are you doing here?"
The eyebrows said softly: "Amitabha, practicing Buddhism lies in cultivating the mind. No matter where you are, you can cultivate the Buddha's mind."
Randomly said: "The great monk is quite eloquent."
Xinmei clasped his hands together and said: "The old monk is here, but I have something important to ask. I would like to ask the donor to clear up my confusion."
Ran Ran looked up at the sky, lowered his head and smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, just ask."
The eyebrows asked: "Did my Shaolin lay disciple Qin Zhong die in the hands of the benefactor a few days ago?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "That day I saw that he was just a dying man, so I didn't kill him."
Xinmei frowned, and then asked again: "The 'Golden Silk Armor' was originally entrusted by the 'Golden Lion Escort Bureau'. I dare to ask donor Ren, but now the 'Golden Silk Armor' is in the hands of the two of you?"
Ranyi said calmly: "That tattered shirt is neither beautiful nor of much use. What am I going to do?"
Hearing this, he frowned again.
Gongsun Moyun sneered, and took a step forward: "The golden silk armor is the most precious treasure in the martial arts world, and it is also a treasure to deal with the plum blossom thieves. What you say, a devil, is really making people laugh."
He shook his head arbitrarily and said, "You don't understand!"
Gongsun Moyun said sharply: "What don't I understand?"
Ranyi said calmly: "When Ren talks, even if the sky falls, he still has to wait. How can you have the courage to talk too much?"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, and an astonishing force of sucking came into being!
Gongsun Moyun's expression changed drastically, and his body suddenly seemed to be out of his control. His whole body felt like it was being pulled from the front by an invisible force.
He stepped forward with a low posture, but people still rushed out. No one understood what happened, but many people screamed in surprise.
He was halfway in the air, and he didn't have time to think too much. He quickly performed the "Moyun Fourteen Postures" and stretched out his long sleeves with his palms. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight palm postures had changed.
However, the person in front of him seemed to be shocked by his palm gesture, standing there motionless; then, the person's throat, eyes, chest, lower abdomen, and all the vitals of the body were under his palm. Shrouded in wind.
Suddenly, at this moment, a magical, indescribable, and unique confidence appeared on his face.
He seemed to have seen how this man died under his palm, and he seemed to have seen how majestic he became after killing this man.
But just when he was smiling most confidently, there was also a magical, indescribable, and unique fear in his eyes.
That's a hand, a soul-searching hand!
This hand is soft and graceful, with a touch of charm, just like picking flowers and plum blossoms, and gently pats them out.
The strong wind howled, and his person suddenly opened like petals, blooming into a stunning blood flower!
One palm was torn into pieces, one palm had no bones left, and one palm turned a living person into blood mist and a blood flower.
There is no second move, just a gentle slap!
After the slap, everyone was shocked. Everyone suddenly felt that their hands and feet were cold, and everyone's palms were covered in cold sweat, but that person still stood there.
He didn't move, as if he wasn't the one who killed him just now.
The eyebrows said in a deep voice: "The donor's methods are too cruel!"
Randomly smiled and said: "These people gathered here today to kill my husband and I. If they want to kill me, why can't I kill them?"
His eyebrows trembled and he said: "The old monk finally realized that with the kind of person the donor is, there is no way he is the plum blossom thief."
Ranran said with a smile: "Of course not, how can the Plum Blossom Thief compare with me?"
Xinmei hissed: "But the hands of the donor have been stained with a lot of blood debt."
"It's indeed a lot," he said with his forehead. "It's not finished yet, and I never plan to pay it back."
Xinmei finally asked: "Why did the donor come?"
Randomly said: "Come to kill."
The eyebrow lost her voice and said: "Who else does the donor want to kill?"
Ranran said calmly: "Everyone!"
His soft voice and indifferent words made everyone's expressions change greatly.
Long Xiaoyun knew very well that this man had superb martial arts skills. Even if he was the favorite of the Shaolin protector, he would have no chance of winning against one person. However, if many martial arts people risked their lives and swarmed him, no matter how good the devil's martial arts were, he would not be able to win with both fists. Hard to beat with four hands.
He immediately said loudly: "Don't be afraid, everyone, let's go together to deal with these evil people. There is no need to pay attention to the morality of the world. Just kill them to eliminate harm to my martial arts world!"
As soon as these words came out, it was too late to stop them. The crowd was furious and countless people responded one by one.
"Yes...yes, we rushed forward, but no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he can only die under our random swords."
"That's right, don't be afraid, everyone. The devil is weak alone, so why be afraid of him!"
Faced with the chorus of shouts from the crowd, Ran Ran smiled and said: "It should have been like this a long time ago."
Yao Yue couldn't help but ask: "You are always like this if you are ordinary outside?"
Ran Ran said with a leisurely expression: "There are always some people that I can't stand. Killing those people will always provoke more people."
Yaoyue sneered and said, "You still have time to talk to me."
At the sound of the words, dozens of people rushed over... They held knives, swords, axes and halberds, holding the strong wind and dancing in the cold light, each roaring and shouting.
People are always like this. When there are many people, they become bolder. When they roar, they gain courage.
He shook his head arbitrarily, moved, and flashed into the crowd, his hands also penetrated the cold light, and his palm skills were fluttering. In the flash of cold light, those hands seemed to have turned all the gods into their palms.
No one could see the mysterious changes in his palm skills. All they saw was a burst of sword light, all of which were extinguished in an instant. The twelve long and short blades shattered into scrap metal, and the twelve people vomited blood and flew upside down.
Unconsciously, everyone was stunned.
A ray of sword light started up and stabbed straight from the right side.
There are no fancy moves, he just waved his palm casually, as casually as shaking the dust from the earth!
There was no change, no follow-up, but no matter how powerful the master was, he flew out in front of this simple and simple, carefree and casual palm.
After one palm, people can only die, and everyone who received his palm died.
The expressions of countless people began to change miserably. His hands seemed to have been integrated with all the magical powers in the world, and his hands seemed to have contained all the horrors in the world in his palms.
Those are the most amazing and terrifying hands!
