Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 112 This Taoist Is a Devil

The long hair is slightly raised, and the eyes are always the same

In an instant, Ye Jinyan closed his eyes slightly,

Every bit of the past ten years flashed through his mind at high speed.

Xiao Jiu's happy laughter seemed to echo in his ears all the time.

The days when the two worked hard in the Anwu field, the days when they went to the food palace to steal food when they were young, and the days when they learned various difficult scriptures under the guidance of teachers, time after time, memory after time, are like water trickle through.

In the end, all turned into Jiu'er kneeling in a sea of ​​blood and weeping as he saw his family members being beheaded to death by the men in black in front of him.

Crying gradually rang in his ears, replacing the laughter.

Why is the original clear and gentle voice so sad when accompanied by crying?So harsh?
'Such a scene is not what I expected. '

Heartbroken
"I obviously just want to live an ordinary life,"

"Why, you want to show up?"

Eyes that had been squinting open suddenly,

Ye Jinyan swayed the dust under his feet, and his whole body disappeared into the air immediately. There was no sonic boom, no vibration, just disappeared in an instant.

There was only one piece of white robe left in the air, which could not keep up with the speed of the Taoist, and had to float quietly in place.

The men in black on the inner layer kept scanning quickly, and Dao Nian kept opening up. Although the formation was broken, their formation was still there, and the true essence was always intertwined, but even so , The cold sweat on the forehead of the man in black still couldn't stop flowing.

'Why nothing. '

Suddenly, a strong wind swept through.

The spiritual energy that had just been concentrated around Ye Jinyan contracted into his body in an instant. The majestic true energy finally shrank to only the length of a finger. The shape was continuously carved by thoughts, and finally formed a small handle. sword.

In front of my eyes, the system template flashed by
【Dao Sword·First Stage】

【open】

Time seemed to stand still, and the pupils changed everything they saw into black and white in order to adapt to the extreme speed of the body.

Ye Jinyan was wearing a black lining and was walking among the 12 people at high speed, his steps were swaying, as if he was walking in water.

The expressions and movements of the 12 people seemed to be still at the moment when Ye Jinyan disappeared.

The rapid transition between extreme stillness and extreme movement almost caused the young Taoist's brain to reach its maximum power and was about to collapse.

However, in Ye Jinyan's eyes, there is still that indifference that sees through life and death.

True essence surges at the fingertips,

The sword-shaped true essence kept flying in a pair of fair and slender hands.

stab,

The long sword quickly pierced into the heart of the headed man in black, and the blood gushing out was so slow that the man still didn't notice when the sword was pulled out.

Flirting,

The neck muscles were slowly breaking with the movement of the fingers, and the artery and throat became two sections in an instant, and the air flow was blown out from it, but it still couldn't keep up with the speed of these two fingers.

front chop,

With the movement of Ye Jinyan's footsteps, the sword-shaped true energy cut the man in black diagonally behind him from the left chest to the right abdomen without any hesitation, but even though the slit was so big, it still didn't exert any pressure. The sprayed liquid gets on your fingers.

sweep,

The real energy at the fingertips skyrocketed, and the sword-shaped real energy rose from one foot to ten feet in an instant.

The few people on the outer layer didn't have the slightest resistance, their bodies were like pieces of paper that were helplessly broken, and they were snapped in two the moment the sharp edge slashed across, but their bodies didn't have the slightest bit of power because of the frivolity of the sword edge. Misplaced, as if still connected.

Just a few simple movements made Ye Jinyan's muscles, meridians, and brain reach the extreme, and his whole body was sore and swollen.

He let out a sigh of relief.

After completing this series of movements, he twisted his feet and walked straight back to the original position again.

The white robe seemed to have been hung in the air by an invisible hook, and even the tiniest folds remained unchanged.

Ye Jinyan was not surprised, he took it off casually, turned around and put it on again.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Taoist man in white was always standing in the middle of the concentric circles, as if he had never moved.

【untie】

The world in Ye Jinyan's eyes returned to its original appearance again.

There is a little more color in the eyes.

Those men in black who were running were about to sprint towards the middle, but found that some parts of their bodies suddenly fell off during the running process, some were heads, some were bodies, and some were even cut open entirely. The green internal organs were scattered on the ground.

"what----"

"my leg!!"

"puff."

There were extremely shrill screams, hematemesis, and bitter cries.

The dead are lucky because the living are a hundred times more miserable than they are.

These men in black didn't understand why the situation was completely reversed in just a split second, and why they all died here unconsciously when they were so focused on the critical moment of life and death.

His eyes turned to the Taoist who was always wearing a white robe,
He obviously hasn't moved
The old ship owner and a group of crew members who were watching from the side seemed to be possessed by a ghost, their whole body was trembling with goosebumps, and their upper and lower teeth kept fighting.

An extremely intense chill immediately enveloped them.

He obviously didn't even move, but directly divided everyone into corpses.

The old ship owner has lived for so many years and only now understands.

What is the scariest thing in this world?

Murder is invisible.

Bai Tingyin, who was sitting quietly at the top, shook his left fist lightly,

The extremely fast dynamic vision made his eyes a little bloodshot, but there was a slight sense of powerlessness in his tone.

"I can only see the moment when I close my hand."

"The gap is too big."

Ye Jinyan ignored the reactions of the people around him, and casually grabbed a man in black who had been amputated by him at the waist and was still bleeding.

People who have been severed at the waist can often live for a minute or two. They have to endure severe pain and their consciousness is not clear, so they are the best to be tortured.

He is unlucky.

Because of Ye Jinyan's mood,
Very bad.

With force under his feet, he picked up a broken wooden stick from the deck, nailed his exposed intestines to the deck with the wooden stick, and kicked his upper body a few meters away.

"Ah hehe—"

The feeling of emptiness and the extreme pain of the rapid evacuation of the internal organs in the body instantly lifted the unfortunate man in black to the verge of a painful nerve rupture, and strange sounds kept coming out of his mouth.

Ye Jinyan's face was full of indifference.

"I ask a question, you answer a question, and if it makes me happy, I will let you die quickly."

"I answer! I answer! Please kill me quickly! Kill me!"

The man in black had runny nose and tears running down his face. Hearing these words, he seemed to hear the sound of nature from heaven. The voice was extremely high-pitched and sharp, as if he had been thrown on land, and he could only helplessly long for the blood-moistened fish.

The chills of the crowd watching this scene increased again.

Everyone said silently in their hearts.

This man is a devil.

(End of this chapter)