Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 173

Hands-on!
But it was the crazy monk who moved first.

He turned around on the spot, swept the snow with his sweeping legs and shoveled it against the ground like a windmill, "canopy" "canopy" "canopy"... the six disciples of Changkong who surrounded him folded their legs and knelt on the ground Howling in the snow.

With a successful blow, the mad monk rushed straight towards Zhou Dahong. During the flying, he stretched his arms and embraced them. The strength in his hands was like a maelstrom creating suction, and the two disciples of the Changkong Gang who were a foot away from him were pulled away. It was sucked into his arms, and with a light pinch, the heads of the two people burst, their necks were broken, and they died instantly.

The Changkong Gang lost eight people in a row, Zhou Dahong saw his eyes bloodshot, and shouted: "I fuck you stinky bald donkey, I will kill you!" A white light was drawn from the miao knife in his hand, and he chopped off the mad monk's bald head.

The crazy monk had already rushed in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it, his bald head bumped into his Miao Dao.

The blade slashed on the bald head, and was immediately broken by the Gang Qi, and then there was the sound of Zhou Dahong's arm being shattered by internal force.

The sound of bone cracking was very dull, and Zhou Dahong's miserable moan was even more dull. His face was deformed by the pain.

At this moment, a shout of "Master, Master!" came from the distant woods.

Hearing the shout, the crazy monk froze, his head flicked, as if trying to shake something out of his mind.

Seeing that the mad monk was in a daze, Zhou Dahong endured the pain, picked up a seedling knife from the ground, and stabbed the mad monk's abdomen with one stroke.

The mad monk was stabbed in the abdomen, and gray-white blood flowed out.The pain stimulated him, he stopped hesitating in an instant, and flicked his hands like twirling the strings of a piano, and saw the wind of his fingers break through the air, setting off a hurricane on the spot.

Zhou Dahong's middle finger on his chest was like the wind sweeping over rotten wood. From the outside, nothing happened.But he knew that all his internal organs were shattered.

"You Tanzhi!" He had heard his master talk about this martial art before, and he had also seen the internal organs of the person with the middle finger.

After his middle finger, his eyes became more and more blurred, and he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with internal organs, and slowly fell backwards.The moment he fell down, he saw the figure of the mad monk moving like lightning on the snowy ground, catching up with every disciple of the Changkong Gang who was trying to escape, and then shot out his fingers.

Everyone in the Sky Gang died, the wind roared, the snow fluttered, and all of these corpses were covered with white "shrouds".

The mad monk looked at the corpse on the ground, in a daze. At this time, the blackness in his eyes gradually receded, and the red in his pupils gradually faded away.His body began to tremble, tears flowed from his eyes, and he murmured: "Amitabha, what have I done to commit such a boundless murder!"

At this moment, two figures jumped out of the woods, one on the left and one on the right came to the side of the crazy monk, and said in a deep voice: "Master, don't run away anymore, otherwise don't blame the disciples for doing it, and you will commit crimes!" !"

The two people who came here were also monks, they were unusually tall and strong, their hands were exposed, like steel like iron, one could tell at a glance that they were foreign masters who often practiced martial arts such as Kaibei Shou.

These two people are the monks of Tianlong Temple that Yan Long met in the Xiaoxiangguo Haggis shop before——Yingkong, the head of the Arhat Hall, and his younger brother Mingkong.

The "Master" they called, the crazy monk, is also the abbot of Tianlong Temple, Master Huici!

The legendary master Huici has profound Buddhist teachings, his heart is like bodhi, and he is as calm as withered glory, but what he saw today is a bloodthirsty madman!

After hearing the words of the two disciples, Hui Ci clasped his palms together and sighed, "Yingkong, Mingkong, you can do it, as a teacher, you won't run away."

After hearing this, Yingkong said happily: "Master, you have regained your sanity. Since you entered the pass, you have been in a state of insanity all the way, and you have had three seizures."

Mingkong at the side saw the corpses all over the ground, and he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Master, you have started the precept of killing again!"

After Huici heard Mingkong's words, the sadness in his eyes became more intense, and a strong zhenqi appeared in his palm, he suddenly raised it high, and pressed it down on his celestial spirit cover.

Seeing this, Yingkong hurriedly grabbed Huici's wrist with both hands.Hui Ci sighed, "As a teacher, since the battle with the Kunshan Yemo, he should have been a dead man, but now he is relying on the Red Leaf Villa's Nine Turns Returning Yang Pill to continue his life. Yingkong, why do you want to stop me?"

Yingkong said anxiously: "Master, if you die like this, our Tianlong Temple will be even more confused. You must have been poisoned by the Kunshan Yemo in your body, so you will be so confused and kill people casually. Even if you die, we will You have to clarify the whole matter before you die. Master, don’t you always teach us to be brave in doing things? Why do you want to escape when things are imminent?”

Mingkong is a slow-tempered person, after hearing Yingkong's words, he also slowly said beside him: "What brother said is very true, master, you should not lightly wish for death."

Hui Ci's eyes darkened, he stuck his fingers to the gray blood flowing from his abdomen, took a look, and murmured: "Forget it! Well, let's continue to Hongye Mountain Villa, seek medical consultation, and hope that Ye Yun Seek the truth from Mie Zhuangzhu. At that time, no matter what the truth is, I will kill myself as a teacher to sacrifice these innocent souls!"

Yingkong and Mingkong clasped their palms together, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Master, there is no need to delay, let's go on the road!"

The snow became more violent, and after a while, even a trace of it could not be seen on the ground.

……

Three days later, news of Zhou Dahong's death reached the Changkong Gang.

Zhan Jinfa, the elder of the deacon hall of the Changkong Gang, was furious.

Zhou Dahong is a hardworking man, hardworking and highly respected in the deacon's hall, but now he has an accident in Yongping Mansion, which is tolerable or unbearable.

Ding Chengfeng also felt that something was wrong, but he didn't send Zhan Jinfa to investigate the matter, because he knew that Zhan Jinfa was good at managing accounts, but he was a layman in investigating cases.

He called Yan Long and told Yan Long about the killing of Zhou Dahong and a group of disciples of the Changkong Gang.

Yan Long didn't talk nonsense, and immediately asked: "Is the scene of the incident still the same?"

Ding Chengfeng said: "The ones who searched and found the body were the brothers from No.11 Banner of Yingfeng Hall. They have dealt with many such things, so the scene is the same as when it was first discovered, and it has not been touched."

Yan Long bowed his hands to Ding Chengfeng and said, "Then I'll go and have a look."

"it is good!"

……

Yan Long brought Dian Wei to the scene of the incident.

This place is very remote, and it is almost inaccessible at ordinary times. In addition, the mountain is blocked by heavy snow. If the people from the Yingfeng camp did not accidentally search here, the time of discovery may be delayed.

The snow stopped yesterday. For more than a day, the weather has cleared up, the temperature has risen, the snow has melted, and the corpses have been exposed.

Yan Long's sharp eyes wandered around the whole scene, and finally fell on Zhou Dahong who was lying on his back.I saw his chest and abdomen collapsed softly, Yan Long opened his skirt, the skin was intact as far as he could see, Yan Long pressed it with his hands, the place where his hands touched was like pressing on the skin. Like a skin bag filled with blood.

Yan Long said: "There is no damage on the outside, but all the internal organs have been shaken into minced meat. Only You Tanzhi can achieve such an effect!"

Dian Wei asked: "There are some soft palms, like Mian Zhang and Piaoxu Palm, which also have such power."

Yan Long then pointed to a red circular mark on the skin of Zhou Dahong's chest, and said: "This is caused by finger force. If it was a palm, the wound would be different."

Dian Wei nodded and said: "The force of a single finger can cause such terrifying damage. It seems that the murderer's martial arts will not be lower than the high-level Dzogchen in the Xiantian realm."

Yan Long asked: "Who are the masters who use the Youtan finger in the Jianghu?"

Dian Wei shook his head.

Yan Long stood up and sighed: "I know such a master. But how could this person kill our members of the Changkong Gang?"

(End of this chapter)