Heaven’s Shadow

He Yi shouted loudly, like a thunder blast, and immediately silenced the audience, and countless eyes fell on the sharp sword in his hands.

In the crowd, Fan Tui and Chen Yan's faces became extremely ugly, while on the other side of the crowd, the old horse frowned and shook his head secretly.

While everyone's attention was attracted by He Yi in the field, the old horse's eyes slightly glanced to the side, and suddenly he glanced, but when he saw Lu Chen's face at this moment, he was exposed a bit. Strange look.

The expression on his face seemed to be suddenly absent, his mouth was still tightly closed, and his gaze was a little flickering. He stared blankly at the execution rack in the distance, his gaze rested only on the devil who had completely lost his ability to resist and had become the fish of others.

There was a burst of shouts and shouts from the surrounding crowd. At first they were mortal villagers who did not have any deeds. Their feelings were the simplest and most direct. Their hatred of the cult was the most straightforward. People quickly scolded and sweared at the tied man to the eighteenth ancestor of the ancestor, and others threw a lot of stones, debris, and garbage.

Then there are the monks in the crowd. Those who have the lowest level of meditation are agitated and there are noises, and the rest are quiet, but most of them are still watching, without any interruption.

Those crazy curses on the hustle and bustle echoed not far away, Lu Chen stood in the crowd, his face gradually became indifferent, and then stared deeply at the dying man.

The old horse seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, but he stopped talking, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he sighed softly, but after all did nothing, maybe he couldn't do anything.

The noise of the howling drum is like a tide, and it is raging. It can be seen that the evil name of the devil has already penetrated into the hearts of the people in the world, and rushed into the field from all directions.

He Yi was standing under the execution frame, and a strange feeling came up in his heart at this time. Of course, he did not have any sympathy for the evil spirit of the demons behind him. In fact, he resembles the demons. And because he always pursued the matter a few days ago, he was arranged to come here today.

But anyway, the gangster who was tied to the execution rack did not have any fight back. After being caught yesterday, Kunlun did not treat him kindly, and he was forced to ask all that should be said. After knowing it, what is waiting for him is today's end.

Perhaps in the past, the Kunlun faction would still have some compassion to lock up such people, but the order passed down this time was unusually decisive and fierce.

No one questioned this decree, not even the real Yuan Ying who sings the opposite of the real person in the past few days. The time is also strong, the evil demon evil forces me to Kunlun too much, Kunlun also flatly will not soften.

He Yi smiled coldly, but he was not too proud in his heart. With his knowledge and current deeds, he would not think it would be a special glory to stand here today. But the real person and master who arranged him to come over, he couldn't stop coming.

They probably think that this is also for themselves. They can let out a bad breath or add a little prestige in front of everyone.

He Yi smiled indifferently on his face, but somehow, at this moment, another tall figure suddenly appeared in his mind, like an unattainable mountain and a towering Kunlun.

He closed his eyes and calmed himself, then stretched out his sword indifferently, and crossed it under the neck of the demon cult.

At that moment, the crowds around were sensational, everyone widened their eyes, looked at the connection between the sword and flesh, and looked forward to the moment when the blood splattered!

Blood, as if always stimulates the heart.

It has been the same since ancient times.

In the corner of the crowd, Chen Yan's eyes closed slightly, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was chanting some verses; Fan Tui had cold eyes, staring at He Yi's face like a sword.

On the farther side, there was a trace of worry in the old horse's eyes, watching Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's breathing was slightly quick, and the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly.

Everything seems to be waiting for that moment.

Before the Kunlun Mountain Gate, suddenly all the sounds disappeared and there was silence.

Everyone was holding their breath, staring, waiting for the death to come!

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The long sword aura suddenly flickered, bright and dazzling, like a splendid evening light falling at dusk in autumn, and like catkins floating in the spring light, beautiful and short-lived, flashing between heaven and earth.

The man's head was patted by a long sword and seen by the world. The face was young and handsome, with bloodstains left, and a little bit of cricket, his eyebrows, his eyes, his mouth, his ears, and ordinary people Generally, it's no different.

He seemed to have been in a coma for a while, but perhaps the cold thorns of the long sword awakened him, or perhaps the whistling scold awakened him, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

In the first time, his pupil reflected the sword light shining brightly, and the sharp sword filled his pupils, so the whole world was cold.

At that moment, he seemed to suddenly see everything around him, Li Jian, He Yi, execution racks, and countless onlookers; at that moment, he seemed to be trembling with fear that was difficult to hide; but when the sword light passed by When the sky fell to him, the young man suddenly quieted again.

He laughed.

He looked up desperately, looking at the clear and bright sky.

The sky was blue, like a gentle gaze, and like the endless sea. Seeing the waves would drown him, and immerse his body in the clearness.

The young man suddenly had light on his face, as if he saw something magnificent. The crowd was in a panic and was horrified. At the same time, Chen Kun and Fan Tui were shocked, and their faces were shocked. Fan Tui had a tear in his eyes The light passed by.

In the distance, Lu Chen suddenly took a step forward, his face slightly twisted, but at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed him.

That hand, fat and warm, was as strong as cast iron.

Lu Chen calmed down immediately, then lowered his head.

"The true God descends from all over the world ..."

The young man snarled and shouted loudly and suddenly, the voice was as screaming as a cicada, shaking the heart, but after a moment, all these noises came to an abrupt end.

End with that bright autumn-like Jianguang.

He Yi waved the sword calmly and calmly, and one sword cut off the head of the young man.

"Bone is sturdy ..." The decapitated head fell to the ground and rolled forward for a while, and the blood that followed gushes out, filling the space between heaven and earth.

Red is dazzling and suffocating.

He Yi had a disgust in his eyes, backed away, avoiding this blood, and then slowly turned around, facing the crowd, and raised his sword.

There were drops of blood on the blade, dripping little by little.

Dyeing the ground, dyeing the eyes of everyone around.

"Huh ..." A burst of cheering broke out from the crowd, with laughter and exclamation mixed together, and countless faces with different looks, such as a picture scroll. And when looking through that blood with a bit of **** time, it looks like a horrible night view of a hundred ghosts.

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Many people's eyes fell on He Yi.

With awe and envy.

He Yi took two steps forward, and said loudly: "This is a gangster of evil demonism, secretly mixed into my Kunlun door, deliberately deliberate and evil, and even more fierce hair the day before yesterday, secretly killed my Kunlun disciple Zhang Zhi , The cruelty of its means is outrageous. "

Speaking of this, He Yi's voice was much lower, looking around at the numerous people around him, saying, "On the day when I saw the body of Master Zhang, there were only four words, which was 'miserable!' Although heaven and earth have good virtues, my Kunwu disciples must not die in vain, and my Kunlun faction must not allow these evils to do whatever they want in my gate! "

"Today's punishment is my Kunlun mission to the sky!"

This last sentence spoke like iron and momentum, and everyone looked sideways for a while, watching He Yi throw it away, throwing his sharp sword into the sky, then turned and strode away, straight up to Kunlun Mountain.

Behind him, just listening to the sound of the wind, the sound was sharp, and the sound of breaking the air was urgent. The sword fell from the sky, as if the sharp edge of the sky was unstoppable. Come out!

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, and suddenly a shout of shouting sounded like a bang, and countless people applauded it, especially the mortal people who did not do anything. They were thrilled and screamed.

Fan Tui in the crowd was trembling with anger, gnashing his teeth, squeezing his teeth, and yelling at his heart, with the smallest voice to Chen Chen around him: www.wuxiaspot.com. Kill this person! "

Chen Zheng nodded slowly, his eyes were cold after looking at Kunlun Mountain Gate.

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That day, the Kunlun faction publicly executed a mob cult and declared that it was this person who had deliberately killed Zhang Zhi, a miscellaneous disciple under the door. At this time, just a few days before Zhang Zhizhi's death, Kunlun sent thunder and determination to shake the mountains and rivers.

The blood-stained execution stand was erected outside the Kunlun Mountain Gate. It had not been removed for many days, and no one had collected the body for the demon demon.

The Kunlun School experienced this sudden change in the atmosphere. The reputation of the real people in Xianyue rose sharply, and the voice of disapproval suddenly weakened a lot. Real people like Qiandeng and Mingzhu also praised them and praised them. It is indeed a talented person who is far-sighted and decisive, and it is a blessing to me from Kunlun.

And that night, when the moon rose again.

Lu Chen sat alone on the cliff of Feiyantai, looking up to the round of cold and lonely moon, looking indifferent, thinking in his heart: only four days away from the full moon night. (To be continued.)