Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 211 210. Mr. Monster Disciples (first more)

Outside Linye City, there is an ancient temple and a lake beside the ancient temple.

In the middle of the night, the lake will make a oozing scream from time to time, and the cowardly people will be scared to death by this cry, so no one will come at night.

However, at this time, the lake cast a shadow in the moonlight.

The shadow is huge, with a shy belly, obviously a fat man

Suddenly, she stopped.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Several wind sounds flashed past.

Xu Lingling suddenly grabbed the giant knife and laughed innocently. The giant knife made a violent horizontal beat, and there was a white electricity full of yang flowing in her sturdy arm.

Electricity gave birth to a tiny bit, showing a bizarre appearance of breaking the body, making her dance-sword arm like the arm of a giant spirit god.

Dharma and phantom are the difference between ten realms and nine realms, and they are also the mapping of power to different degrees of space. The former is real and the latter is virtual.

Bang! !

A horizontal shot broke a virtual image.

Immediately afterwards, she was obviously awkwardly like a bear's body, but she made a horizontal movement like a deer, pulling out the afterimage, while avoiding attacks from the other two directions.

She stopped moving horizontally, opened her mouth wide, laughed wildly, and rushed over.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang bang!

The continuous fighting gave her a long-lost feeling of breathing.

It was a kind of depression caused by being severely bullied before the age of ten.

It was a kind of suffocation that was crushed by a teenager of his age for more than ten years.

Later, one day ten years ago, after the teacher came back, she saw a pure black fire on the lake. She approached the black fire and observed it carefully, but the black fire quickly disappeared. After that, she felt the blood boil, and then the body began to change slowly, and it was not until the quantitative change three years ago that the qualitative change occurred.

But she still couldn't beat the number one!

Therefore, she needs to find another vent.

at this time,

The two shadows facing her are not ruthless in their shots, and the angles are not tricky. This is a technical advantage.

In addition, the strength is not weak. Between the violent winds, there are bursts of phantoms. This is the ninth realm of the ninth realm. A book of profound arts.

Without profound art, there is no chance, and it doesn't mean that they are really weak.

But at this time, such two experienced and sophisticated killers were completely crushed and beaten by an eighteen-year-old, two-meter-high girl.

Regardless of momentum, skill, strength, it is completely at a disadvantage.

Xu Lingling became more excited as she fought, such as cats playing with mice, or moving muscles and bones, from time to time intoxicated gasps and smiles.

Bang! ! !

There was another harsh ringing.

The giant sword faced the double swords, and the exploded energy separated the two sides.

However, only one assassin went back, and Xu Lingling grabbed the wrist by Xu Lingling when he was about to shake off.

The killer is in her hands, like a chicken.

The little chicken was quickly crushed and twisted its head.

Xu Lingling put her head aside, smiled and looked at the remaining killer.

This killer is naturally the killer of the Blood Rain Tower.

Still a killer.

He looked at the devilish woman before him.

Suddenly, he screamed.

"Did you pick up the mission of killing all the people in the Chongxiao Villa?

Did you also take off the head of the Supreme Sect Master of Destroying Mountain Sect?

Is your code name in the Blood Rain Tower"

Xu Lingling smiled and asked, "What is it?"

She can't stand anymore.

The moonlight cast down her huge figure, just covering the killer in front of her.

The assassin trembled a bit. Although he was a Grade A assassin, he was not yet a legendary assassin. Among the legendary assassins was a peripheral person who had recently emerged and took on a lot of difficult but rewarding missions. The killing methods were cruel. , The strength is very strong.

He spit out the code name of the outsider: "Mom."

Xu Lingling's smile became more innocent and pure, and at the same time she drew closer.

The shadow is also full of deterrence, approaching forward.

The killer backed away again and again, seeming to have a dry mouth, rolling his apple and hurriedly: "Mom. I and I have cooperated with you. Although you wore a different mask back then, you are the mother who likes to twist the head off. , The mother who crushed the bones."

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a roar.

The mud and rocks splashed and the dust dissipated. After that, a huge figure had already descended on his side and walked by his side. He could not make any response, because he gave birth to a kind of "When I was a child, The feeling of unmanned jungle being watched by beasts.

His blood was almost frozen, and his heartbeat was almost tightly clamped.

Xu Lingling passed by, stepped on, and pulled out an afterimage, and the giant knife he was carrying also pulled out the afterimage, and the giant knife had already cut the neck of a head.

She smiled and said, "I'm not a mother, I'm only eighteen years old."

Bang.

The Grade A assassin knelt down and threw himself down, his head grumbling forward suddenly.

Xu Lingling squatted down quickly, and skillfully took out the purse from the arms of the three corpses, as well as a few small treasures that he carried with him.

After doing all this, she tied the corpse and the stone very skillfully, threw it into the lake, and then dealt with the scene, so that the lake was restored to peace and calm, as no fight had ever occurred.

With the scroll in her arms, she walked carefully into the city again.

After all, if you are playing in the city, you can't vent like this.

I wonder if there will be a killer tomorrow

Xu Lingling had a look of expectation. She licked her lips and took a deep breath. She was engulfed in the only blood-colored hairspring remaining in the air, but the trace of long-standing gloom in her heart could not be resolved.

According to the strength, the top ten of Xia Ji’s ninety-nine children have reached the state of the law, and even Xu Lingling saw the black emperor’s demon fire by coincidence, and even the demon fire aroused the blood in his body. Degree of recovery.

That time, after Xia Ji and Su Tianjia had a fight, Xia Ji ate a red hydrangea, and when he sat at the bottom of the lake to rest, he accidentally leaked the magic fire.

It stands to reason that Xu Lingling should be the first.

Whether she is scheming power, psychological distortion, proficiency in knife use, etc., she is a first-class existence.

In those ten years, she sneaked out to practice, and became the legendary killer-mother.

Compared to her being excited when she sees blood, Feng Chuuxue has never killed anyone, so he vomits when he sees a dead person.

Even so

Xu Lingling was still crushed by the wind and snow for ten years.

Xu Lingling herself thought that if she is a female butcher, then Feng Chuuxue is like a believer.

The sword he produced was full of piety, full of a special powerful and extremely self-conscious spirit.

The teacher once said, "The human body is like a lone boat, sailing on the ocean of spirit. How strong the human body is, the boat can be more stable, and the spirit is majestic, the boat can sail as far as possible."

There is no doubt that Fengchuixue has spirit.

He danced the sword as if he were offering sacrifices.

Give life carefully and tenderly to the altar.

This group of children didn’t see anyone on weekdays, they were Xia Ji, Su Tian, ​​and Ji Xuan.

When the first two were okay, they would give them a few words at will and even give them some pills.

There are monsters among them, not surprising, no monsters are really funny.

The wind blows the snow.

So does Xu Lingling.

Compared to these two straightforward.

Nianying's battle has many more skills. The sword in her hand is unpredictable, like dancing in her palm, constantly blocking the stormy shots of three assassins.

Ding ding ding ding! !

The sound keeps on.

She seems to be backing away.

She stepped back and seemed to be so flustered that she accidentally entered a deep lane without noticing it.

The three assassins kept attacking. They had lost their initial self-confidence and their original desire to gracefully kill this girl.

They are attacking frantically now, and a heavy phantom rushes from them, cutting out.

every time,

Nian Ying is barely supported.

every time,

Nianying gave people the feeling that she would not be able to hold it for a second.

Until she couldn't get back, her back was pressed against a thick cold wall.

This is the end of the alley.

The three Blood Rain Tower killers glanced at each other, and the three of them threw out at the same time.

Da da da! !

One person in the middle,

The other two walked fast on both sides of the wall,

Three phantoms full of **** evil aura suddenly flew.

The wind is blowing.

Nianying looked at this deep lane

Really deep

It seems that the street is far away.

She pressed the knife, grabbed the knife, lifted the knife, all in one go.

Soon the tall body entered a state similar to meditation.

Next moment

brush! !

A gray and black shadow rushed out of her body, expressionless, going to the distance, like black light, filling the narrow alleyway.

Black light passed the three Grade A assassins, and they stood at the alley in an instant, saw the empty street, turned around, held a knife, and returned.

In the process of returning, the three of them were unharmed, but they had fallen soft to the ground. They had no breathing, and obviously they could not die anymore.

The sword cuts the soul without hurting the body.

It is the Taoism of Yangshen.

Whoosh! !

The gray black figure returned to the stiff Nian Ying body, and the tall and delicate body regained its vitality, and at the same time couldn't help but shiver.

"It's really cold."

Nian Ying hugged her shoulders, then looked at the scroll in her arms, which was intact.

She breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first thing the teacher gave her. How could she not do it well?

A certain intersection in the mountain pass.

A cold and arrogant knife man in white cut off the head of the last killer, sneered and shook his head, and said, "Useless waste."

This is Du Bai, the number ten.

But there was some regret on his face after all, because in the process of fighting, he found that the [Yang Shen Dao Method] did not seem to be so easy to use. Once used, the Yang Shen was powerful, but the body was exposed, and the Yang that flew out God will feel the "coldness from the material world", and will make himself fall into a certain degree of weakness after returning to the body.

The longer you stay outside, the more severe your weakness.

He regrets it a bit. When he chose the exercises, the teacher repeatedly emphasized that "this [Yang Shen Dao Method] is not easy to practice, and it is difficult to achieve success. There will be a lot of restrictions after it is achieved", but he has to choose this Door Xuan Gong?

Didn't see the wind blowing and snowing, did Xu Lingling choose [Yin Yang Wu Lei]?

Du Bai sighed, grabbed the book of "Enthusiasm in the World", and walked to the small mountain city aside.

This is the top ten battle.

But the disciples in the lower ranks are not so comfortable.

There are crazy escapes.

Some were seriously injured.

There were even those who were killed and robbed of books.

But the killer took another token from the dead disciples.

They didn't recognize the token, and didn't prepare to report it, so they put it in their pockets as a small treasure.

But there is no shortage of wise people in the blood-clothed building. When the first night passed, when dawn came,

The host on the third floor, Zhao Chua, sat in a big chair, eating unknown meat gracefully while listening to the report of the battle.

Whether it was the killer in his own building or the mysterious people walking around the books, there were both dead and wounded.

In the gray, a blood-stained sack was placed in front of him.

The sack opened, revealing the pretty face of one of the young girls, that pretty face was covered with blood, bruises, and filth, which was obviously tortured.

Zhao cut down the knife and wiped his mouth.

He took a look and said, "Are they all so young?"

His subordinate's killer said: "Yes."

Zhao cut asked: "How many people died?"

The killer said: "Because it is a big business, the surrounding buildings are working hard to cooperate. The number of Grade A killers sent far exceeds the original more than forty, but 196 people.

Three hundred and fifty-two second-level killers.

Each killer rushed to the nearest target according to geographic location. "

Zhao cut asked: "What's the result?"

The killer said: "The statistics have not been completed yet, because the regions are very different, so the agreed time is two days later."

Zhao cut murmured: "Two days later"

He opened the shroud again and sucked on the girl's pretty face, "You are still the same crazy, such a cute girl, such a beautiful age, you are tortured to death."

The killer didn't speak, this is a tradition in the Blood Rain Tower, there is nothing to say.

Zhao cuts and said: "What about it?"

The killer handed a token.

Zhao Jiao looked at the token for a long while, and frowned slightly.

He rolled his eyes and collected the token, "Tell me the result of the statistics in two days."

After that, he turned and went away, he wanted to show this token to his "upper person" to have a look.

"No copying!"

"No one is allowed to copy anymore!"

"The demon words deceive the crowd, what kind of technique is this? This is clearly a deception and deception."

"Come on, drive them out. Take down the books and let them go."

The mysterious young man who was patiently answering the question of the martial artist in front of the inn raised his head slightly.

The eyes behind the mask were cold and silent.

But he patiently said: "These exercises are not magic words to confuse the crowd, each page, each chapter contains the power to reach the higher realm.

Anyone can become a martial artist, as long as they are willing to work hard and are willing to work hard, they can become a strong man, as long as anyone who has learned a little bit of martial arts can understand.

As for deception, namelessness and surname, what about stealing names? "

The group of people surrounding the mysterious boy sneered.

"You are deceiving the world!"

"I see a lot of people like you."

Another person smiled and grabbed the booklet laid out in front for transcripts, and read a few pages: "Tsk tusk, the power of the higher realm, how can I not understand it, this is obviously something that leads people to get lost."

"Yes, if you are really innocent, we will pay you innocence if we investigate it clearly, and we have suppressed the book, so let us go."

The mysterious young man asked quietly: "Who are you?"

"Little brother, don't worry, we are decent figures. After investigating the matter, we will give you justice."

The mysterious boy said sincerely: "Mr. just hopes that more people can practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies. After all, the catastrophe has arrived, and the troubled times have arrived. If you have more power, you have more hope of living. Isn't it?"

The person who was flipping through the book laughed: "What a disaster? We are a flourishing age of singing and dancing!"

The mysterious boy fell silent immediately.

The words have come to an end.

But the knife just arrived when it was just pulled out.

No one saw how he drew his sword.

His knife slashed out in a fantastic way.

Bright and dazzling, sad and desolate as autumn, bleak and lonely, pious and ardent, indomitable and seamless.

After an instant,

The sound of drawing a knife and closing the knife sounded almost simultaneously.

Feng Chuuxue closed her eyes, grabbed the scroll, gently dusted the place that was touched by the man's dirty hands, and then walked out of the door without looking behind him

In that place, the body and the head were separated, and there was still time to show the horrified body in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)