Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 10
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Yan Long's resistance made Yang Zhikang extremely humiliated. In front of so many prisoners, his No. 11 team of Blood Demon Division was destroyed and killed two people at once, which made him intolerable.

He planned to kill Yan Long by himself in order to earn back this face.

So he asked the other members of Blood Fiend not to intervene, and he wanted to go out in person.

The weapons he used were a pair of golden maces, which opened wide and closed wide, with a fierce momentum, which was most suitable for killing on the battlefield.

He danced a ball of light like a curtain wall with his maces, and strangled Yan Long, which was a move that was both offensive and defensive.

It seems that Yan Long seems to have only one way to avoid.

However, Yang Zhikang's life was considered bad.

Yan Long didn't have much time, because the more Jin Yiwei surrounded him, the more unfavorable he was, so he had to make a quick decision.He decided to take a risk.

Yan Long transported the vitality of Ziyang Jiulong Jue, and saw that the white vitality immediately filled the pair of Xiuchun knives in his hands, and the blades vibrated "buzzing".

The two knives pierced Yang Zhikang's head.

Unsurprisingly, swords and maces collided.

Knife broken!
The golden mace was blocked, and the speed slowed down a little, and there was a gap in the originally tight curtain wall.

This is enough for Yan Long!
In an instant, his body crossed the copper wall and iron wall covered by Yang Zhikang's golden mace, and punched Yang Zhikang's face. His luck with this punch was the force of the overlord's hammer, but there is no golden hammer now. In his hand, he can only use his fist instead for the time being.

"Bang" like a siege hammer hitting the city wall, Yang Zhikang's face was shattered into a flower under Yan Long's fist.

After being hit so hard, Yang Zhikang's nose immediately stuck to his face like a rotten sea cucumber, and blood spurted out like a spring.

He was also very amazing, after being hit hard by this, he was still thinking about how to fight back. His double mace hit back and hit Yan Long's shoulder heavily, making a sound like a tree breaking.

Yan Long only felt a burst of pain spread from his shoulders to his internal organs, his throat was sweet, and blood spurted wildly, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead due to the extreme pain, and his hands were slightly numb due to the injury on his shoulders. Slow, but that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that his hands have already grabbed Yang Zhikang's head.

With a "click", Yang Zhikang's half-collapsed head was twisted off abruptly.

Yang Zhikang's body fell to the ground.

Yan Long held Yang Zhikang's head and stood on the spot, his robe was soaked in blood, he was panting heavily, and the murderous look in his eyes became more and more fierce.

The entire first floor of Zhongcang was completely silent!

Such a fierce killing method is too rare! !
A system notification sounded in Yan Long's consciousness: "Congratulations to the host, for killing a high-level martial artist in the Houtian realm, he gained 3200 god-killing points, and now the total god-killing value is 14950 points."

"Wow, it's actually 14950 points, which is 15000 points away from the 50 points of the Zijin lottery card! Now that the Jinyiwei who are encircling and suppressing me are getting stronger and stronger, what should I do?" Yan Long calculated and weighed quickly in his mind Go!

Xue Ning was ready to step forward with a knife in his hand, and the other members of Blood Fiend were also ready to step forward!
Xueshasi was originally an elite killer in Jinyiwei. No matter how terrible the killing scene was, they had experienced it, so death was not a threat to them.

It was encircled again, and Yan Long found that the environment he was in now was very similar to the last battle in his previous life.

Yan Long's attention was not on the four people in front of him, but on the eight fierce men on the periphery.

That's the best of the best.

He paid a little attention and found that the situation was getting worse. Those eight people were approaching him, and their positions were filled by another eight stronger people.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least sixteen first-class masters, and there are others hiding in the dark?

Yan Long didn't dare to think about it.

At this time, Yan Long saw Zhang Yang.

——The skill is unfathomable, a single finger in the air can shatter the publicity of a steel knife!
At some point, Zhang Yang, the governor of Jinyiwei North Town, arrived at the lobby of Zhongcang, and stood beside Yan Xue'an and Han Xiuying.

Yan Long stared at Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang didn't look at him.

Zhang Yang drew out the saber from his waist, the blade was as bright as snow, and it was placed on Yan Xue'an's throat, and then he let out a deafening shout: "Stop everything!"

This loud shout spread throughout the entire Zhongcang, and those with weaker skills felt as if their eardrums were about to be pierced, and with a "buzz", their eyes seemed to be plunged into a white blur.

Everyone stopped.

Zhang Yang said in a deep voice: "Yan Long, you are relentless, obsessed with obsession, and blindly oppose the imperial court and Jin Yiwei. What do you want to do?"

At this moment, his eyes turned to Yan Long.

Yan Long calmly said: "Master Zhang, the governor of Beizhen, I don't want to fight against the court, I just want to ask for an explanation for my parents. But the people of Xueshasi insist on killing me. I didn't intend to kill people, but what happened? Forced!"

"A good sentence is forced by the situation. You really think that our Jinyiwei's signboard is made of paper. Come on, put him on the shackles that imprison the warriors of the innate realm. Don't you have something to say to me? Later, I will tell you You have a chance, let you speak well." Zhang Yang said domineeringly.

Yan Long stood there without answering.

The atmosphere in the arena was eerily silent.

"If captured now, will he live or die?" Yan Long pondered.

"If you resist with all your strength now, the best ending is to die on the spot. Judging from Zhang Yang's tone, he won't kill me for the time being. As long as I don't die, I still have a chance to escape." Yan Long already had some thoughts about the current situation in his heart. reached a conclusion.

He looked at Yan Xue'an, sighed and said: "My lord, Yan Long may have no chance of life this time, and he will no longer be able to be filial to his parents. I hope you will cherish yourselves."

Yan Xue'an laughed loudly and said: "This is my good son. He killed it well and happily just now. My son doesn't have to worry about being a father. Only by killing all these wolves, tigers and leopards will I have hope of revival." After saying this, His eyes softened, he looked at Han Xiuying, and said very apologetically, "Xiuying, I'm sorry for you!"

When Han Xiuying saw her, she smiled sadly, but said nothing, because she knew what her husband was going to do.

Yan Xue'an tilted her head, and her neck wiped vigorously towards the blade that was close to his throat.

Yan Long said in surprise: "No!" He is a reborn person, and he had no real feelings for his two close relatives in this life, but the extraordinary demeanor of Yan Xue'an and his wife under such circumstances reminded him of his previous life Feeling the pain of his parents, he couldn't help but develop a deep affection for these two people.

As soon as Zhang Yang's blade was withdrawn, Yan Xue'an's neck was only slightly injured, and blood flowed down.Zhang Yang snapped his fingers and sealed several important points of Yan Xue'an. Yan Xue'an lost the ability to move and collapsed limply.

"If you don't want your parents to die, just arrest them!" Zhang Yang said to Yan Long coldly.

Yan Long's expression returned to his usual calm. He dropped Yang Zhikang's head in his hand, stretched out his hands, and said to Zhang Yang: "I, Yan Long, are willing to wear the shackles. Please don't embarrass my parents."

Zhang Yang winked at the people around him.

Immediately, Jin Yiwei put Yan Long on the shackles of a congenital martial artist.

Yan Long immediately felt a heavy pressure like a mountain coming down from his shoulders. He had to exercise enough internal strength and fight to the death to stand firm.

On the black iron flail is engraved with "The fittest ones are confined to the first-level fighters in the innate realm"!
That is to say, anyone who does not reach the realm of innate power cannot escape!
It is absolutely impossible for a pair of shackles to generate such a coercive force just by its own weight. Yan Long has all kinds of questions in his heart, and wants to ask the killing god system, but now is not the time to ask questions.

Because Zhang Yang has come to him like a ghost!

(End of this chapter)