at this moment.
Xing Yuxian wanted to curse.
Especially the guy he called Uncle Wei.
After taking a few deep breaths, Xin Yuxian smiled and bowed softly to Yu Liancheng: "Yuxian pays homage to the champion."
Yu Liancheng raised his brows and smiled at the corners of his lips: "You didn't run away? You know, your father and I have some grudges. Originally, I planned to take some time off to avenge your father and twist his head. Come down and play football."
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When she heard that the other party wanted to rip off her father's head and use it as a ball, Xing Yuxian's expression did not change.
A pair of eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled sweetly and said: "The champion's martial arts skills are unparalleled, and the little girl's escape is just in vain and useless."
Of course she knew that the three top masters, the Peacock King, the Heavenly Snake King, and the Master of the Xuantian Pavilion, all suffered at the hands of the Champion and almost died. What's more, she was lucky that Yuxian's Taoism only reached the level of possession. He is considered a leader among the younger generation, but he is completely inadequate against the champion. I'm afraid that when the opponent's Qi and blood are released, her soul will be blown away by the impact.
"Then you are not afraid that I will kill you?" Yu Liancheng looked directly into Xing Yuxian's star-like eyes.
"The little girl has long heard that the Champion is a compassionate person. The little girl still has some beauty. I believe that the Champion will not destroy the flower with his hands." Then, Xing Yuxian showed a somewhat pitiful look, which made people almost unable to help but cry. Tears came down: "If the Champion really wants to kill the little girl, then the little girl will be willing to die in the hands of a hero like the Champion."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "You seem to be very calm about death."
Xing Yuxian also smiled slightly and said calmly: "Death is the only destination. Even the master of Yang Shen cannot resist the torrent of time."
"Then go die!"
This voice came out of Yu Liancheng's mouth, calm and indifferent, without any emotion.
But at this moment, his whole aura suddenly changed and became filled with evil energy. His body seemed to have turned into a world of demons. Countless ghosts and Shura emerged from his body, and the deepest darkness swept out like a long river, instantly filling every inch of the study.
But Xing Yuxian only felt that his eyes were shrouded in darkness and he couldn't see his fingers.
And there were endless demons and ghosts in the darkness, as if they were so close to her that their breathing could be heard.
Her whole scalp was numb, her hair stood on end, and an unimaginable fear filled her heart.
What was even more frightening was that the darkness seemed to have substance, drilling into every pore of her body, making her whole body feel cold.
The whole person seemed to have fallen into an abyss, as if immersed in a nightmare from which he could not wake up, and wanted to tremble with fear.
Everything is meaningless.
Only fear lingers.
Is this what death feels like?
"It seems that you are not as calm about death as you thought."
As these words fell, all the darkness broke open, revealing the scene in the study again.
At this time, Xing Yuxian fell to the ground, her pretty face pale, and her whole person seemed to have had her soul extracted, still shrouded in deep fear.
Yu Liancheng leaned down and reached out to pat Xing Yuxian's face: "Since you don't want to die, then live well and do some work for me. I happen to be short of manpower."
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Yuanyang Mansion.
The sky is clear and cloudless.
The long street is bustling with people and there is a constant stream of people shouting and selling.
A slender figure strolled down the street.
This man is dressed as a scholar in blue robes, holding a folding fan in his hand, and has a graceful demeanor.
But anyone who is not blind can see that this is a beauty dressed in men's clothing.
And she's a very beautiful woman.
After a while, the woman came to a temple.
What is enshrined in this temple is Daluo Tianzun, the largest religious deity in the south.
"Stop those who come. If you want to worship the Heavenly Lord, you only need to stay outside the fence. If you break into the temple without permission, you will be punished by the Heavenly Lord!"
Guarding the temple is a group of vigorous warriors who are all peripheral members of the Daluo sect, including an innate martial artist.
However, this beauty dressed in men's clothing approached the statue of Da Luo Tianzun regardless.
"stop!"
"If you go any further, you will die!"
The group of warriors immediately let out shouts, and a few of them came over with their hands on the hilts of their swords.
The beauty in men's clothing waved her sleeves and fired a five-color sword energy.
The sword energy pierced the sky, and with a flick of the air, it drew a circle. The few warriors who came around suddenly lost their heads.
Their heads fell directly to the ground, and blood spurted out three feet high from their necks.
"How brave! He actually caused trouble and committed murder in front of Daluo Tianzun, seeking death!!"
The innate martial artist shouted angrily, pulled out the long sword from his waist, held the sword in both hands, and slashed in the air, making a hunting sound in the sky, and the sword was as sharp as a sword.
boom! !
The beauty in men's clothing pressed out her palm. Her palm was crystal clear. When the long knife came into contact with her palm, cracks suddenly appeared on the blade, and then it fell into pieces. The palm of his hand was pressed directly on the chest of the innate martial arts master, which immediately caused the sound of bone cracking in his chest, his chest collapsed, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball, and he lost his breath in an instant.
"Hey, if possible, I really don't want to kill anyone, but I can't help myself now." Xing Yuxian looked at his palm and sighed softly. Before more people came over, she waved her jade hand and fired out a multi-colored sword light again, spanning a distance of tens of feet, and crashed into the temple.
Boom! !
The entire temple collapsed.
The statue of Daluo Tianzun was also shattered in an instant.
"But destroying a god, and also a god who survived the thunder tribulation, seems to be a great sense of accomplishment." Xing Yuxian's lips flashed with a smile that would captivate the entire country.
Tianyue City.
In front of the temple of Daluo Tianzun.
The burly and generous Jingnin monk punched out.
Boom!
The entire temple was blown up in an instant, bricks and stones flowed down like a mudslide, and smoke and dust flew into the sky.
There was a happy smile on the face of the Jingren monk. In the battle to destroy the Dazen Temple, this Da Luo sect also played a role.
Now he feels more and more that following the champion is the right choice, even though the champion once bluntly stated that he would not rebuild the Great Zen Temple in the future.
Scenes like the temple destruction in front of us spread rapidly throughout the south, and were staged one after another, causing turmoil in the hearts of the people. You must know that Daluo Tianzun is now the highest god in Nanzhou. On major festivals, many aristocratic families, in addition to worshiping their ancestors, also worship Daluo Tianzun.
But now, temples are being destroyed one after another, but Daluo Tianzun has no way to stop it. This is a serious blow to faith.
Even the gods cannot protect themselves.
How about sheltering people?
At the same time, the new faith began to spread in the south, and gradually took root and gained more and more believers.
And the god enshrined by this belief is none other than the Goddess Hanyue.
And I don’t know when, a saying began to spread among the people in the South.
——Da Luo is dead, and a new god should be established. The goddess of the cold moon shines brightly on all living beings.
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