Kong Rui couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. He cursed in a low voice and raised his hand to scratch his head, feeling in a dilemma. However, he came to Yangzhou City this time not to hunt down the prefect, but to rob the officials who had not yet taken office. Sneaking into the territory where he was appointed to assassinate the officials was completely different. Slapping flies on the head of a tiger, no matter how serious the border troubles were, the imperial court would not Will be ignored. "The bastard surnamed Sha took a shit and left it for me to wipe, his grandma's, what's the matter!" He was extremely annoyed, but a flattering smile appeared on his face, and he was about to step forward to say a few words, A sudden change occurred——
Guo Chuanlin's whole body was shaken, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and a little bit of true energy swirled in his dantian. He pressed the handle of the knife with his backhand, and his murderous intention spurted out, as if it were real. Kong Rui yelled "Ouch", and the hairs all over his body stood on end, thinking that a disaster was imminent. The opponent suddenly had murderous intent, but before he could recover, there was a loud "click" above his head, the roof was torn apart, and a figure fell from the sky, with both hands When his feet hit the ground, an invisible shock wave was triggered, sweeping across several feet. The house collapsed like a disaster, bricks, tiles, wood and stones were scattered in all directions, and the flesh and blood bodies collapsed one after another. It was terrible to see.
Guo Chuanlin opened his arms to block the power of the shock wave. His clothes turned into fly ash, and his body was covered with countless scars, of varying depths, criss-crossed, and healed with every breath. Li Qixian huddled behind him, his muscles and bones were broken, and he was covered in blood. He luckily escaped, his face was pale, and he was shaking like a candle in the wind. She had never been so close to death. Until this moment, she didn't know how scared she was. She was afraid of abandoning her junior brother, afraid of going to hell alone, afraid of being separated forever and never being able to see him again!
Ordinary martial arts, even if practiced to the pinnacle of transformation, will not have such divine power. Guo Chuanlin's heart is like a mirror, and the person coming must be a Taoist from the fairy city. However, immortals and mortals have different paths, and there are clear distinctions. There has never been a precedent for a monk to massacre a mortal in public. The person who came here acted so unscrupulously. It was either because he was confident or because he was crazy.
He hurriedly raised his eyes and was startled. The murderer who fell from the sky was no one else. He was actually Du Wei from the Songshan Sect. He was thin and unspectacular, the same as before, except for a pair of dyed pupils in his eyes. It was pitch black, entangled with Yin Qi, and quite eerie. Guo Chuanlin knew that this person was different, so he drew his kukri with his right arm, and grabbed Li Qixian's arm with his left hand. He was about to throw her away from danger at all costs, when Du Wei suddenly approached him and punched him directly in the chest. belly.
This punch was powerful and heavy, as fast as thunder. Guo Chuanlin saw it in his eyes and had no time to react. He reluctantly raised the kukri to block his chest. The sound of the fists and knives intersecting was like gold and stone. Du Wei's punch was definitely not made of flesh and blood. His body, the kukri shattered with a bang, and with a strong surge of force, Guo Chuan fell backwards like an arrow, smashed through seven or eight walls, and was buried deep in the rubble.
The "Double Collision Strength" kept beating. Guo Chuanlin climbed up, twisted his head and neck, his joints crackled, took a step forward, and suddenly rushed to Du Wei. He just happened to see him slap his hand, and the strength surged. , Li Qixian flew out like a rag, his neck was broken, the back of his head hit a sharp stone, his brain matter burst out, and he died on the spot.
The people around him, the people in his heart, and the people on his pillow ended up like this. Grief came like a tide. Guo Chuanlin clenched his fists tightly, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and stepped down heavily. His body did not move forward but retreated, rushing back. go. Du Wei's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his five fingers to make a weak grab, which was like "Capturing the Dragon" or "Controlling the Crane". Guo Chuanlin was suddenly grabbed tightly by an invisible big hand, shaking his shoulders and struggling to free himself.
At the critical moment, a bit of blood energy lying deep in his heart woke up from its slumber. Guo Chuanlin groaned, and endless power surged out of his body. His skin was swollen and bursting, eager to be vented. As soon as his mind moved, his body was like an arrow from the string, and he slammed into Du Wei's arms. There were several crisp "clicks". Du Wei's ribs were all broken, and his internal organs were ruptured. It was like being trampled by a beast, and sticky fluid oozed from his seven orifices. Bloody, he took more than ten steps back, making deep footprints one step at a time, kneeling on one knee, panting like an ox.
The burst of blood energy was so violent that an ordinary cultivator would be caught off guard and receive such a heavy blow to the chest. He would definitely not be able to withstand it. However, Du Wei is not a Qi practitioner who takes medicine and meditates. He is a body refiner who focuses on tempering the body. Infinite strength, indestructible, and minor injuries are not a problem. What's more important is that at this moment, he is no longer a living person, but a "Yin Yin corpse".
Du Wei got the bad news about Li Yizhu and set out for Huashan, intending to ask Li Shi for an explanation. He was originally a body refiner in the immortal city. His body was comparable to gold and stone, invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and axes. However, he was unexpectedly attacked by a monk. The magic weapon of secret sacrifice destroyed his soul, which destroyed his life. The soul was scattered, leaving only a body. The cultivator used his secret technique to plant a "Yin Yuan Pearl" into the Dantian, and roughly refined it with Yuan Yin Qi. Once it was refined, it became a "Yuan Yin Corpse Ghost", which cannot be defeated. After all, he was sent to Yangzhou.
The "Yin Yuan Pearl" trembled slightly, the energy of Yuan Yin continued to circulate, and all the injuries were restored. Du Wei came forward again, with fists like meteors, powerful and heavy. With the support of blood energy, Guo Chuanlin fought with him, hard The bridge is strong, the horse is fast, and the wind is not falling for more than ten breaths, but the hunger and despair in the belly suddenly arises. Fighting against the "Yuan Yin Corpse Ghost" with the physical body consumes so much, the blood and energy cannot be replenished, and I feel dizzy. How can it last!
Only then did Guo Chuanlin realize his own gap. Compared with the cultivators in Immortal City, he was just a stronger ant. An ant was an ant after all, and even if he risked his life, he could not compete with Du Wei's fists and kicks. Keeping the green hills intact, he was not afraid of running out of firewood. He wanted to retreat, and his energy flowed with it. Du Wei suddenly stepped up his offensive, whipping his hands and legs with whips like a river.
Just as he was struggling to hold on, the soles of his feet suddenly felt cold, and a stream of Yuan Yin Qi took advantage of the gap to penetrate into the body, condensing into a skull the size of a thumb, biting the vital part of the heart orifice, and the power of blood energy disappeared without a trace. Guo Chuanlin suffered repeated heavy blows, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood spurted out. He collapsed to the ground like a sack, and his breath was dying.
Du Wei didn't take the opportunity to kill him. He bent down and grabbed Guo Chuanlin's back of the neck, lifted him up, and shook him slightly. Several streams of energy rushed into his body, sealing the meridians and acupoints, as if he were lifting a dead body. The fish turned into a black shadow and whizzed away.
After a long time, the neighbors approached cautiously, crying and calling for the official, and it became a mess. This large market was destroyed and dozens of people died. This was an unprecedented tragedy in Yangzhou City. All the arresting officers from the prefecture were present. Even the Jiangdu camp was alerted. Deng Quji led a group of soldiers As they galloped into the city, Deng Mao led his troops to follow closely and sealed the city under martial law.
After a day and night of commotion, the mutilated corpses were brought out one by one and temporarily placed in the nearby Puhui Temple. The dead were counted. Most of the dead were innocent citizens who opened shops and did small businesses. There were also a group of people who came from afar. Their origins were unclear. , what troubled Deng Quji the most was that there was a female corpse among the dead, and it turned out to be the little maid who served Guo Chuanlin day and night.
Guo Chuanlin disappeared.
The deaths and injuries were so tragic, it was a man-made disaster, not a natural disaster. There were various signs that the monks from Immortal City were involved. Paper cannot cover the fire. The rusty machine of the imperial court is finally running. Deng Mao leads the troops and is stationed in Xinhanji. Magistrate He and Wei Tong have not slept for several days. Even the immortal officials stationed in the capital rushed to Yangzhou in person. During the investigation in the city, the origin of the deceased was completely turned over. The Huashan Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Liusha Gang, and a wide-ranging vendetta surfaced.
At this time, chaos broke out in three towns in Hebei Province. The Yang clan of Heshuo gathered in Weibo to worship their ancestors, but they were brutally wiped out. More than 300 members of their family were not spared. The culprit that caused this tragedy was the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Jian. It is said that he was greedy for beauty, coveted family property, colluded with the Donghai sect witches, and assassinated his biological father Yang Sanggui and uncle Yang Zigui. As a result, he lured a wolf into the house and lost all the family members. A small life.
