The Heavens: Beginning with the role of a young boy, Broken Waves

Chapter 97 Ye Gucheng is dead!World Destroyer Qilin Demon!
The second day of December.

There are still six days until the Laba Festival, and eight days before the Great Cold.

Above the gate of the Forbidden City in the capital, a dead body hangs high!
Even dead.

But this corpse looks.

Still standing up like a sharp sword, the whole body is extremely sharp.

Ranked sixth on the World Weapons List!Ye Gucheng, Lord of Baiyun City!
At this moment, it is his corpse that hangs above the gate of the imperial city of the capital.

And besides Ximen Chuuxue in today's world, only he, a peerless swordsman, can still linger with sword intent after several days of death.

"Brother, tell me."

"This person Ye Gucheng, what level of swordsmanship has he reached in front of him?"

"It has been dead for three days, and the body is still exposed to the sun..."

"But even so, now that three days have passed, his body is still hard to kill, being exposed to the sun all day without assistance!"

"Even if the sun is not strong in winter, you can perform so miraculously. Could it be that if you have cultivated martial arts to the final stage, you can really pass through the gods?"

Standing on a very high pavilion in the Forbidden Imperial City, watching from afar the corpse of Ye Gucheng on the gate of the city, which is hung by ropes and constantly swaying in the wind.

Wanli Emperor Zhu Xujun's eyes were both terrified and bewildered.

Although at this moment.

He indeed hung the body of Ye Gucheng, the master of Baiyun City, who was the mastermind of the Forbidden Summit a few months ago, at the gate of the city.

He directly told the martial arts people in the world with practical actions that anyone who dares to attack his throne, even if he is Ye Gucheng, the sixth person in the world's weapons list, the master of Baiyun City, the final result will only be a dead end one.

But even so.

Even in theory, it has the ultimate authority in the world.

But facing Ye Gucheng's corpse that was hung on the city gate for three full days after his death, but still without any damage or change.

During the few days when his body was hung, Wanli Emperor Zhu Xujun felt that a large shadow was constantly spreading in his heart.

As if.

The corpse was hung by Ye Gucheng, Lord of Baiyun City, at the gate of the imperial city. He may be resurrected at any time, and then Tianwai Feixian directly killed him with a sword!

in such a case.

He who always thought that he was superior, at this rare moment let go of the dignity of the emperor a little bit, and couldn't help but speak worriedly to his caring companion Chen Ju.

"Relax, Your Majesty."

"No matter how powerful Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is, and how superb his swordsmanship was during his lifetime, his majesty still hangs his corpse above the city gate."

"This is enough to prove that in this world, only you, Your Majesty, are the supreme one."

"Thieves in the rivers and lakes, although they have superb force, but after all, they are nothing but the courage of ordinary people."

"In front of Your Majesty, the most powerful and noble person in the world, even though a common man is powerful, why should he be afraid?"

"It's like a servant girl. If you count all your skills, you can barely enter the top [-] in the world's weapons list."

"But even so, isn't that old slave still a servant of your majesty at this moment? The emperor is rich all over the world, so why should he care about a small rough man in the countryside?"

Say it.

Chen Ju, who had been the close companion of Wanli Emperor Zhu Xujun for decades, immediately bowed his head respectfully in front of Zhu Xujun.

"it is good!"

"Well said! Companion!"

"I am rich all over the world. Those thieves in the martial arts world, although they have tyrannical personal force, they are still no match for the temptation of thousands of wealth and power that my vermilion pen can bestow."

"Under the waving of my vermilion pen, which holds the highest power in the world, even if it is the Mu Taoist who is as strong as the fourth in the world's weapons list, as long as he still has desires, he still wants to get a lot of rewards and seals in a legitimate and logical way."

"Then, I naturally have countless abilities and means to restrain the unparalleled sword around his waist!"

"So next! Chen Ju, listen to the decree! I order you to quickly write a canonization letter of the protector of the country and hand it to me for my review when you return to the palace. I will use this imperial decree when the time comes!"

Between words.

The Wanli Emperor Zhu Xujun, who seemed to be quite melancholy at first, was now full of face and eyes, exuding extremely strong confidence and arrogance.

At this moment, Chen Ju quietly looked at the middle-aged emperor in his thirties in front of him from the corner of his eye.

All of a sudden, he seemed to see only a ferocious sea dragon that was already old, but suddenly after a sudden enlightenment, all the shackles were gone, and the scales and armor all over his body began to shine brightly!

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Suddenly tears started to well up in the corners of his eyes.

Chen Ju, who looked calm and calm at first, suddenly had an epiphany when he saw the gloomy emperor who hadn't been to court for more than ten years in front of him, and his temperament changed to be so free and easy.

Can't help it.

He, a rootless person who has been by Zhu Xujun's side for more than twenty years, was also very emotional for a while.

I just feel that even if I have to die for myself, the emperor, in the next moment, it is worth it.

"Big companion."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine from now on."

Seeing the excitement on Chen Ju's face with sharp eyes, the always mean and ungrateful Emperor Zhu Xujun of Wanli had a rare warmth in his eyes.

He patted his big companion on the shoulder. After he had completely removed the shackles in his heart, he only felt that everything was beyond the horizon.

……

"So, Ye Gucheng is dead."

"And now his body has been hanging above the gate of the Forbidden City?"

"Heh, what an emperor means, what a wooden Taoist."

"Next, I see that Ximen Chuuxue is going to find trouble with the emperor who has always been mean and ungrateful. Haha, it's interesting."

Wearing a cool white clothes.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden beams of the Shaolin Sutra-Keeping Pavilion with neat legs.

Listening to Shangguan Huan'er who sneaked into the scripture storage pavilion of Shaolin Temple for the first time, his mouth was full of excited words.

Xie An's words were indifferent, and his eyes were calm.

In the past few months, because of the long-term practice of the Nie Family Bingxin Jue, and at the same time condensed his own embryonic artistic conception.

So at this moment, Xie An's heart was not only no longer as passionate as before, but even gradually began to be a little silent like eternal ice.

Even though he was saying haha ​​interesting words, outsiders could still only perceive the air-conditioning in the tone of his voice from his throat.

Even when he heard that Ye Gucheng, Lord of Baiyun City, who is the sixth in the world's weapons list and a peerless swordsman of a generation, was suddenly executed by Mu Taoist under the emperor's order, his face was still not moved at all.

"Boss."

"What the hell are you thinking?"

"Could it be that in order to suppress the demonic nature in your heart, you completely cut off the emotions and desires in your heart?"

"I saw that among the 49 martial arts you created, there is one that is indestructible."

"At the end of its practice, it has to completely train itself to the point where it is like a stone man and does not move its emotions and desires at all, so that it will naturally break through and achieve the so-called Vajra Immortality. Boss, did you also practice this evil skill?"

Squat down on the wooden beams of the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looking at Xie An's completely calm eyes.

Shangguan Huan'er's heart tightened for a moment, and she couldn't help but blurted out.

"Do not."

"I suppressed it for so long because I didn't want to be a stone man naturally."

"The reason why I suppress it is because I am afraid that the demonic flame in my heart will be too fierce and eventually burn everything in the world!"

"And just yesterday before you came, the demon flame in my heart was completely uncontrollable."

"Therefore, although I didn't intend to inform you about my plan to incarnate into a demon; but since you are here today, you might as well follow my whereabouts at a distance later, and prepare some normal hot food for me along the way on time. !"

"I, Nie Feng, will definitely become a demon in one day!!!"

The top of the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple.

Xie An's voice changed from being absolutely cold and ruthless to that of a human being gradually.

But at the same time, countless uncontrollable demon energy and fire unicorn's evil nature started to expand and overflow from his body circle after circle.

And as Xie An finally stopped suppressing the demonic nature in his body and the crazy blood of the Nie family Qilin.

Just for a moment.

An old monk with white hair and white brows who was originally meditating quietly in a remote corner of the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, in just a few steps, he rushed across a distance of tens of meters to Xie An not far away, and shouted directly on the spot with a thunderclap.

"Who!"

"Who dares to forcibly break into my Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion!"

"..."

"A mere ants! How dare you block my destiny!"

The whole body is full of blood and Gang Qi.

Seeing the sudden arrival of the guardian monk in the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion, Xie An opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly burst into bloody light!
next second!
"boom!"

"Moji Tuqing!"

Cut off the emotions and desires in my heart casually.

Instantly, her black hair rose up into the sky.

Xie An's hair was a little blood-colored, and he directly raised his hand to strike a ten-foot blood-colored knife, which shattered everything in front of him!
In the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

At this moment, countless old scriptures and secret books suddenly shattered and exploded into countless fine pieces of snow-white paper.

They are like white raindrops all over the sky, flying wantonly in the sky.

"puff!"

His body fell heavily into the broken bookshelf of the Sutra Library.

The white-haired and white-browed old monk who had been guarding the Shaolin Sutra-Keeping Pavilion for 30 years, in the snow-white fragments of scriptures flying in the sky, at this moment, there were countless cracks on his body, and all his cassock and robes were shattered into strips.

"Amitabha!"

"It was originally the second in the world's weapon list, and the sword demon came to the world."

"So, this old man will return to the underworld today!"

"Flowers meet me, I see Tathagata!"

The voice was like thunder and anger, and it seemed to be chanting and sighing with compassion.

In the broken bookshelf of the Sutra Pavilion full of dust and sawdust.

After being severely injured by Xie An's hand knife, and finally realized Xie An's identity in his heart, the white-haired and white-browed old monk even though his robes and cassocks were all broken, but his face was completely relieved.

The whole body of Gang Qi suddenly condensed into a ball.

The old monk with white hair and white brows, whose body was tightly wrapped in a pile of bright red scraps of cloth, took an instant step forward, using instant death as the last resort.

In the blink of an eye, at the position where Xie An was, suddenly hundreds of big hands with dense aura suddenly crossed the distance and slashed down!

"boom!"

One hit.

In the huge Buddhist scripture pavilion whose ceiling was three or four feet high from the ground, it was as if a huge earthquake had erupted, and thousands of wooden floors shot up into the sky immediately.

"Demon energy is rampant!"

And under such circumstances, Xie An's whole body also suddenly stirred up circle after circle of bloody Gang Qi ripples.

Amidst the ripples of blood-colored qi, thousands of devil qi circulated throughout his body, and qilin flames galloped around.

Such a scene, if you look around, it is no longer a normal martial artist in the world!
Standing alone in front of such a magical scene, even at this moment I have completely given up my life.

But the white-haired and white-browed guardian old monk in the Sutra Pavilion, he couldn't help but tremble for a while.

Not confident.

I was extremely unconfident.

Even the white-haired and white-browed old monk is confident that the powerful hand he has shot with all his might at this moment is enough to smash a multi-storey restaurant in an instant.

Even in the face of a top swordsman like Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, as long as he dares to face him head-on without dodging, he will definitely be seriously injured in an instant!
But even so, with the white-haired and white-browed guardian old monk in the Sutra Pavilion like this, he still has a strong premonition in his heart at this moment, that his desperate blow may be shaking the tree!

"Ah."

"The old monk is good at palming."

"If I were to retake the list of weapons in the world, you might be able to replace Dugu Yihe and rank eighth, but it's a pity, you will die soon."

His voice was as cold as everlasting ice.

Xie An's blood-colored stellar energy circulated continuously in the torrent of fierce stellar energy formed by the desperate blow of the old monk who guarded the scripture pavilion.

Among the bookshelves and fragments of secret books rolling around everywhere, he walked casually with a peaceful expression, as comfortable as walking by the lake.

A burst of vitality easily allowed him to completely isolate the chaotic airflow and the sawdust of the tables and chairs in the scripture storage pavilion.

"Amitabha! Injustice!"

"There are demons as powerful as you in this world!"

Seeing his last desperate blow, its power is completely equivalent to scratching Xie An's itch.

boom!
At the last moment of his life, the white-haired and white-browed old monk guarding the old monk with only his last breath left, he smashed the ceiling of the Sutra Pavilion above his head with his body, and the blood flowed from the seven orifices. It fell on the ground outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Even at this last moment of my own life.

The old monk still did not give up.

He planned to use his tragic death as a reminder to the monks who came outside after hearing the sound.

Here, don't approach indiscriminately!

There is a demon in the Buddhist scripture pavilion behind the back.

And it's a great monster!
"Heh, it's interesting and has backbone."

"I want to use my own death to scare away these ordinary monks and monks in your Shaolin Temple."

"Old monk, you have a good idea."

"It's a pity that your disciples and grandchildren are completely disobedient. At this moment, they should die here."

boom!
He casually slapped away the ruins of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in front of him.

In the bright sky, seeing the junior monks and monks in the square outside the Sutra Pavilion, they rushed towards him with red eyes.

As Xie An raised his feet and strode forward, his body suddenly transformed into countless phantoms, and in an instant, many afterimages were transformed into hundreds of afterimages on the Martial Arts Square in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Crushed skulls!

mutilation!

Broken body!

With a wave of his hand, unicorn flames with a temperature of over a thousand are scattered!

A seven or eight meter long air wave the thickness of a bucket blasted out with one punch!

Kick up the flying sand and rocks all over the sky!
Xie An, who was completely enchanted at this moment, roughly mastered the crazy blood of his Nie family unicorn, and his strength was once again higher than that of the Western Demon Sect leader Yu Luocha.

In just a few simple moves and turns, hundreds of corpses of Shaolin monks of different ages and strengths lay down on the Martial Arts Square in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xie An, who had been suppressed for a long time in the Sutra Pavilion, at this moment, he directly transformed into the world-destroying unicorn demon!

and.

Although he was just born, Xie An at this moment is completely invincible in the world!

　I worked overtime until after ten o'clock, and then I had already written 2000 words in the morning and finally got out. It was too difficult.

　　Full attendance, I can't bear my full attendance, woo woo woo, it seems that tomorrow at 7:00 I will get up and write a part before going to work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)