Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 19 Tian Boguang’s Death

Chen Guang saw that Tian Boguang was about to retreat, his sword skills were faintly timid, and suddenly he no longer held back his hand. The original abrasive sword power suddenly changed like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, and the scales faded and turned into a dragon. With the panic of the situation, a white rainbow penetrated the sun,

The sharp knife that shattered Tian Boguang's body pierced his throat.

"He... He..." Tian Boguang opened his eyes wide, and the broken steel knife fell to the ground. He grabbed the long sword that pierced his neck with his hand and couldn't believe it.

Whether he believed it or not, he just died.

Yue Lingshan jumped up on the spot: "Junior Brother Chen! You killed Tian Boguang! You killed Tian Boguang!"

The other Huashan disciples all showed joy on their faces. Linghu Chong looked at Yue Lingshan who was jumping around Chen Guang, and also had a smile on his face. He just looked at Tian Boguang's body that fell to the ground with a bang, and quietly felt a bit of indescribable regret.

Tian Boguang's ability is indeed very strong. It would be great if he could compete seriously with him.

However, my junior brother is indeed different from what he used to be. After all, he got two copies... No, the cave in Siguo Cliff was also discovered by his junior brother. After all, he is a person who has experienced three adventures. After just a few months, he still has to look at it with admiration.

Am I really no match for this junior brother?

Linghu Chong shook his head when he thought of this. Not only was there no blank jealousy in his heart, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of joy. He was no longer the most powerful disciple, so his master and his wife wouldn't always stare at him in the future, right? Can he have it?

More time to drink and have fun?

Just as I was thinking hopelessly, I suddenly heard a burst of cheers outside the inn.

It turned out to be the guests who had just run out and some passers-by who were watching the fun. Yue Lingshan yelled and everyone knew that it was Tian Boguang who died.

Ordinary people may not know the name of the head of Huashan, or they may not know that Liu Zhengfeng, a famous figure in the city, wants to wash his hands in a golden basin, but they have definitely heard of Tian Boguang, the notorious flower thief.

Because only Tian Boguang, an upright and ‘real villain’, has anything to do with them.

For a moment, the crowd was so excited that even though the tip of Chen Guang's sword was still dripping blood and there was a dead man on the ground, they could not stop their enthusiasm. They almost blocked the entire street. Countless praises and gratitude were mixed together, and they were all disturbed.

I don't know what they are talking about.

Linghu Chong originally wanted to step forward and stop Chen Guang, lest this sixteen-year-old junior disciple not know how to deal with such a situation. Although he didn't know either, but the master was not here, he had to step forward anyway.

Who would have expected that Chen Guang, with a formulaic and kind smile on his face, would sheath the long sword to avoid inadvertently injuring the crowd. Because his movements were so skillful, he looked cool and neat, and attracted a burst of cheers from the crowd.

Then he stepped forward and seemed to appease everyone, but in fact he kept them away from the scene. While constantly interacting with the crowd, he did not fan their emotions, but spoke harmoniously and softly, like a clear spring, gradually extinguishing the hot flames.

The fanatical atmosphere in the crowd quietly receded, and suddenly someone began to cry, whimpering and shouting: "My son's soul in heaven is pitiful... he can also rest in peace..."

The crowd quickly dispersed, revealing an old man with green and white hair. When he heard what he said, how could he not know what happened? Everyone looked sympathetic. Chen Guang took two steps forward and walked into the crowd, patting the old man on the back.

, the old man bent over, clutching Chen Guang’s hand that was supporting him, and kept choking up and said: "Thank you...Thank you so much, young hero."

Chen Guang felt sad when he saw it. He suddenly remembered something and injected a stream of Nine Yin Qi into the old man's body. He found that his body was in a mess, so he quickly started to regulate it secretly.

When he was dealing with fire scenes in the past, he had several experiences of comforting the victims, but at that time he couldn't do anything except comfort him softly. Now that he has real energy, of course he must make good use of it.

"Young hero, I wonder what your surname is?" Everyone's mood finally calmed down because of the old man's cry. At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly asked loudly.

Chen Guang also didn't know what to say, so he could only use the formula he used when receiving commendations in his previous life and said: "Chen Guang, a disciple of Huashan, really doesn't deserve the praise from my neighbors."

"This Tian Boguang usually relies on his strength and has escaped from being encircled and suppressed by decent people several times. Today, he was surrounded and killed because he acted together with his fellow disciples. It is really not the work of one person. I believe that except for our Huashan Sect, others such as Wuyue Sword

If Zong, Shaolin, Wudang and other famous sects get this opportunity, they will kill this beast, we are just lucky."

He tried hard to swallow back the words of thanks to his master and his wife for their cultivation. After all, this was too dramatic.

These words still have some effect in front of the ancients who have not been bombarded by clichés. Everyone just thinks that this young man is very chivalrous, humble and not arrogant. Everyone from senior brothers to colleagues praises him. It is hard not to feel good about him, and they all say it one after another.

Applause.

Linghu Chong secretly smacked his tongue, thinking that he was usually a talkative, but he could never say what his junior brother said in this situation. Not only was his swordsmanship so strong, but he was also young and handsome, and yet he could do this in such an occasion.

It's so calm and orderly, it's really enviable.

Suddenly he noticed that junior sister Yue Lingshan was looking at Chen Guang's back, her eyes sparkling, and she was quite amused for a moment.

"Well said!" Suddenly, a hearty cheer came from outside the crowd.

Everyone separated, only a few Taoists in green clothes were seen. The leader laughed loudly, obviously he was very interested in what Chen Guang said just now: "We in the martial arts world hate evil as much as we hate enemies. No matter who sees Tian Boguang, we will kill him."

It’s a blessing that little brother Chen can do the job for us. Master Yue’s disciple taught me well! Hahaha.”

The Huashan disciples recognized that this was the costume of the Taishan Sect, but they didn't know who it was. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind them.

"There, there, Brother Tiansong is so complimentary." Yue Buqun came down from upstairs at some point and said with his hands raised towards Taoist Tiansong.

"Meet Master." The disciples of Huashan saluted.

Yue Buqun looked at Chen Guang, obviously extremely satisfied, but on the surface he sighed: "I heard the noise downstairs early, so I was ready by the window, and if Tian Boguang escaped, I would capture him immediately. Who knew I would

I was mentally prepared that you and Chong'er could work together to force him back, but I never thought that you were able to fight Tian Boguang alone, and finally killed him. Guang'er, your current strength is far beyond your reach.

This is unexpected."

Outside the crowd, a little girl snorted: "Hypocritical."

An old man with his face covered next to him smiled and asked: "Which one are you talking about?"

The little girl talked about it one by one: "They are all hypocritical. That little one is hypocritical. Tian Boguang was obviously killed by himself, but he gave the credit to others. That awesome Taoist is hypocritical. His martial arts is not as good as Tian Boguang. If he meets Tian Boguang, he will be killed directly.

Killing someone, but pretending to be a hero. The leader of Huashan is even more hypocritical..."

"How is the leader of Huashan?" someone asked.

"Headmaster of Huashan..." The little girl was startled and looked at the person who asked the question. She saw this person standing here, attracting the focus of the audience. For a moment, she and her grandfather seemed to be standing in the same gaze.

Among the collected beams of light.

This man was smiling, who could he be if he wasn't Chen Guang.

Since he had suffered the mistake of not paying attention to the appearance of the people around him once, he would certainly not do it a second time. As soon as the crowd gathered this time, he would distinguish among them whether there were any distinctive characters described in the original work, so that he could prepare in advance.

Unexpectedly, I was discovered by myself.

A masked old man and a little girl with darting eyes appeared on the eve of Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin hand-washing ceremony.

If not Qu Feiyan and Qu Yang, who else could it be?

He stretched out his hand, touched Qu Feiyan's head, and started to defend himself: "What I do is not called hypocrisy, it's called modesty, do you understand?"

(End of chapter)