Super Shinto

"The Li family is one of three heroes. The eldest son, Li Qing, is in charge of the business and runs the pawnshop in an orderly manner. I heard that there are branches in the county. The second son, Li Xu, is born with extraordinary powers and martial arts. The third son, Li Xun, is The real master of talent, Wenqu Xing descended to earth.

This Guitou village, Wu Liang, set his mind on his family, which can be regarded as a big stumble. "

There are discussions about knowing it, and I am very excited.

"Guitou village, murder and arson, many crimes, should have been eradicated long ago.

This time Wu Liang, the owner of the Four Villages, was arrested and beheaded, which is really exciting. "

Someone gritted their teeth and said.

Listening to the discussion, Bai Ziyue also looked sideways. This person is obviously the one who suffered the most.

"cut!"

Just at this moment, Yang Zhengling, the guard, gave a soft drink and threw out a token.

when!

The token fell on the stone platform with a crisp sound, and the old executioner picked up a bowl of wine and sprayed it on the knife edge.

"The injustice has the head, the debt has the owner, you and I have no grudges in the past, but recently there is no hatred. You are under your duty, and you have been ordered to act, and you have offended."

With that said, the big knife was raised.

"what……"

At this time, Wu Liang seemed unwilling to bow his head, and let out a yell, his whole body tensed up, his two thick arms immediately turned blue, and the muscles and blood vessels were extremely hard, as expected, he was worthy of the iron arm. The name.

collapse!

The thick iron buckle was snapped, and the iron shackles were split.

However, it was too late.

The butcher's knife cut down, almost to the extreme.

Wu Liang froze suddenly, a trace of blood overflowed from his neck, gradually forming a silk thread, and then with a bang, his head fell from it, revealing the bowl-sized wound below, hot blood gushing out like a spring.

At this time, looking at the old executioner, he had already picked up a rag and gently wiped the bloodless big knife. His calm and calm face was as calm as before.

dead!

Really dead!

One clean break, clean and tidy!

Bai Ziyue's eyes widened, then shrank violently, an uncontrollable feeling of vomiting kept rising, rising, and then couldn't be suppressed anymore.

"vomit……"

Bai Ziyue's face was pale, and he was about to spit out the gall.

Even when he proposed to watch the beheading, he had expected it, knowing that it would be bloody, and he was already mentally prepared.He thinks that the world is different. The last life was peaceful, but this life is obviously chaotic and fierce. Sooner or later, he will face death directly. Only by adapting as much as possible can he survive better.

He was sensible and forced himself to keep his eyes open.

But the moment the bright red blood spurted out, his head was already empty, and the endless coolness wiped out all his previous thoughts.

It took a while for Bai Ziyue to calm down, and then he noticed that not only he was suffering from vomiting, Xu Li and Zhang Guoyi were the same, and even some people watching the excitement around had expressions of discomfort on their faces, and they even forced themselves to face the pain. The scene of beheading, but the 'hero' with his eyes closed.

"All right?"

Xu Ming glanced at Bai Ziyue with a faint smile. After all, he was still a child, no matter how mature he pretended to be, he would inevitably be embarrassed at this moment.

The three nodded palely.

"Let's go then. It's getting late, I'll arrange you as soon as possible."

As Xu Ming said, he moved forward first.

Bai Ziyue hurriedly followed, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Watching the beheading this time is not in vain."

Bai Ziyue's own data suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Name: Bai Ziyue

Strength: 0.26 (+)

Speed: 0.33 (+)

Constitution: 0.49 (+)

Martial arts: none

Soul energy: 837

On the attribute panel, other data remained unchanged, but the soul energy increased by more than 800.

From Bai Ziyue's point of view, this is definitely a huge sum.

You know, the little ghost only contributed seventeen points to him at the beginning, but Wu Liang, the iron-armed master of the Four Villages in Guitou Village, was nearly fifty times that of the little ghost.

It really exceeded his expectations, and even more pleasantly surprised him.

"However, what is the basis for the amount of this soul power? Strength? Or other factors?"

Bai Ziyue couldn't help thinking.

The chick is the weakest, so it only provides a little soul energy. The little ghost is stronger, at [-] points. This Wu Liang is powerful, and he doesn't feel weaker than Uncle Ming, so he can provide nearly a thousand points of soul energy?

"Uncle Ming, I don't know what level of strength this Wu Liang is?"

Bai Ziyue hurriedly asked.

"Iron-armed Wu Liang, it is said that as early as three years ago, he was trained externally and entered internal training. His current strength should be stronger than mine, right?"

Xu Ming said with a serious face.

"So strong?"

Bai Ziyue couldn't help feeling something in his heart.

Uncle Ming's strength, he has seen it with his own eyes, his fists don't touch the little ghost, just crushing the blood, the little ghost is scattered.

This Wu Liang is stronger than Uncle Ming, but he is only the master of the fourth village in Guitou Village. It is conceivable that the first three in Guitou Village must be more powerful and terrifying.