Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 111 110. Ghost Face's Vicious Fame Begins (4000)

Outside the City God Temple.

One person controls the magic weapon and comes through the air.

The overflowing spiritual light reflected the clouds around him red, looking extremely extraordinary.

It caused the casual cultivators on the ground not far away to exclaim.

"It's the little Lord Yan of Xuanyan Cave!"

"Where is she going?"

Facts have proved that there are never many smart people in this world.

Especially at this time when geniuses gather.

Apart from An Le, there are naturally others who have noticed the subtle connection between these strange things and the Taixu Palace.

The name of this little Yanjun is Chang Yan, and he is not tall, but his light-colored Taoist robe can't hide his muscular outline, and it is decorated with red patterns like flames.

Cun-cut, extremely short hair, upside down like steel wire.

If it weren't for her slightly delicate face, she wouldn't be able to recognize her as a woman at all.

Her red eyes swept across the Town God's Temple, sweeping away with her spiritual sense.

"This place is weird..."

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in the temple.

An Le was aware of this tyrannical aura.

"In the middle stage of foundation establishment?"

Then, there was a clear drinking sound from outside.

"People inside, no matter who you are, give me... get out!"

An Le frowned.

This person doesn't seem to have a good temper, does he?

He thought for a moment, ready to sneak away through the back door.

The little old man in front of him was weird, and the immortal cultivators outside were not easy to mess with.

It's better to let the other party try the quality of this strange old man.

Although An Le is not afraid of fighting, there is no need to cause such trouble.

He sighed, thinking to himself.

"Occasionally, I still have to bear with it."

But he just took two steps.

boom! ! !
A loud bang.

The violent and high-temperature flames exploded in the Temple of the City God.

The air waves surged, and the earth and rocks collapsed.

The dilapidated and decaying temple was ignited in the blink of an eye.

The fire spread quickly along the weeds and residual branches in the courtyard.

It is different from ordinary flames, even clods and bricks can burn.

In mid-air, Chang Yan looked down at the City God Temple below him, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I see how long you can hide?"

People who practice her kind of exercises usually have one thing in common, that is, they have a special liking for setting fires.

Her thoughts are even more simple and crude.

This Town God's Temple is weird, so she will burn it down.

No matter what the source is, it can always be forced out.

As for whether there are other people in the temple, and whether innocent people will be harmed, Chang Yan doesn't care, nor does he care.

Just suddenly, her eyelids twitched slightly, and her heart throbbed.

"what happened?"

Since she broke through the foundation establishment, it has been a long time since she felt such a strong sense of crisis.

"Little sister, didn't your adults tell you...to be polite when doing things?"

At this moment, hoarse and heavy words came from the flames.

What was faster than the sound was a terrifying pitch-black figure.

in the firelight.

Like a volcano recovering, magma erupts.

The qi and blood in the body were so exuberant that they were several times stronger than ordinary people, and even the mysterious flames around him were dispelled, so he had to retreat.

It was like a prehistoric beast awakened from a deep sleep.

Roaring and roaring, the momentum is overwhelming!
The black shadow jumped up!

Only a loud "boom" was heard, and the iron fist wrapped in ghost armor fell in front of Chang Yan.

Rao, she had blocked the wheel-shaped magic weapon on her chest in time.

But the exaggerated surging power was still transmitted to her through the magic weapon.

Chang Yan felt a sweetness in his throat, and flew upside down.

But she, who is regarded as a top genius by Sanxiu, is by no means easy to be with.

Soon, Chang Yan stabilized his figure, with anger gushing out of his eyes.

"Good! Very good!"

Her spiritual power was surging all over her body, and the flames were burning fiercely, gradually turning from red to blue.

Chang Yan's eyes fixed on this hideous figure.

"No matter who you are, I will let you..."

boom! ! !
Her voice stopped abruptly.

An iron fist like a cannonball has come to her.

After that, there was a violent attack like a storm!
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The streets of Hongshan Town.

A group of people from Qianshan Sect were wandering around.

Even though there are many outsiders, the customs here are quite different from those in the territory of the Moving Mountain Sect.

When you first arrive, take a stroll, and you will have a special taste.

Among the crowd, Dry Ice, surrounded by stars and moons, looked bored and gloomy.

In fact, she prefers to act alone, and by the way, she can see injustice and draw her sword to help.

Like a heroine!
It's a pity that the elders in the teaching did not allow her to do this for the safety of dry ice, and even sent senior sisters to protect her.

"Ugh……"

Dry Bing sighed faintly.

"I don't know if the ghost-faced man will arrive in time."

The senior sister next to her couldn't help but smile: "Xiaobing, are you still thinking about that guy?"

"Could it be... that your heart has sprouted?"

Dry Bing's pretty face flushed slightly, and she quickly argued.

"How is it possible? I haven't even met him once."

"I just feel that it would be a pity if such an opponent is missing from the trial of Taixu Palace."

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd not far away.

"Junior Yan is fighting with someone!"

"Who is it that is so courageous? Aren't you afraid of death?"

No matter where you are, there are not a few people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Moreover, this little Yanjun has always had a bad temper.

In the few days when I came to Hongshan Town, I burned houses just because of a disagreement, which was disliked by many people.

A group of people from Qianshanjiao are also interested.

Both Chang Yan and Qian Bing are the seed contestants competing for the number of Taixu Palace disciples this time, and they are both women, so they are often compared by good people.

"Little Lord Yan, is that genius who is as famous as our Dry Ice Fairy?"

Hearing this title, it didn't show on the dry ice, and I was still ashamed for a while, so I said it directly.

"Know yourself and know the enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles."

"Maybe we can find her weakness in advance."

Soon, the monk who built the foundation in the group of the Moving Mountain Sect, flew with the magic weapon, and rushed to the vicinity of the outbreak of the battle first.

Two figures, one black and one green, are constantly colliding.

There are already many bystanders around here, watching in awe, not daring to approach.

"What is the origin of the man in the black armor?"

"How can you be so fierce?"

The voices of other people's comments came into my ears, and Gan Bing's heart skipped a beat.

After seeing the battle situation clearly, everyone in Qianshan Sect was astonished.

"Little Lord Yan... is actually at a disadvantage?"

This is what they said with respect.

In fact, the situation in mid-air right now is completely one-sided.

That red and black, tall and ferocious figure was almost crushing Chang Yan.

The fist is comparable to a violent storm.

Every time a punch landed, she would be shaken back a few meters, and the corners of her mouth continued to overflow with blood.

Even the hot Xuanyan on her body surface became dimmed bit by bit.

"Burn it! Aren't you a little girl who can burn it?"

The tyrannical voice echoed with the roar of fists falling.

"I let you set fire anywhere!"

"I will discipline you for the elders in your family today!"

An Le didn't have the slightest thought of pity and pity, and kicked Chang Yan's buttocks directly with a whip kick.
The curve, which has no radians, seems to have been sunken in.

Afterwards, the whole person was blown out with great force.

Everyone's eyes were a little dull.

This is that little Yan Jun, who was kicked so easily as a football?
A Zhu Ji from the Moving Mountain Sect murmured.

"Isn't he... the ghost-faced man?"

The pitch-black ghost armor covered the whole body, with countless sharp protrusions, which seemed to be still wriggling strangely.

A red and black ghost face, the real face cannot be seen.

The evil spirit emanating from his body is enough to make those who watch it shudder.

It's like a demon god with monstrous flames!

Such a representative facial feature can be recognized by the people of Qianshan Sect at a glance.

Isn't this the Raksha Ghost Mask who became famous in their territory a few days ago?

Dry Bing immediately widened her beautiful eyes and stared at the other party intently.

Although she had always heard about the deeds of the ghost-faced man and yearned for it, it was the first time she had witnessed it so closely.

Dry Ice silently compared his aura with Chang Yan's.

It turns out that even if she were to replace Chang Yan, the situation would probably be the same.

"The ghost-masked man really deserves his reputation."

"Especially this muscle..."

Dry Ice looked pretty hot.

At this time, a disciple of the Moving Mountain Sect beside her spoke out her heartfelt feelings.

"I really want to touch it!"

The ghost armor fits Anle's body perfectly, and the lines that contain explosive power cannot be hidden, and the beauty is full of violence.

Moving Mountain Sect is a sect that specializes in body training.

For the disciples in his teaching, such a body obviously has an irresistible charm.

"How did he practice?"

"With decades of hard work, you can't do this, right?"

However, it didn't take long for them to watch it.

The ghost-masked man who beat Chang Yan violently seemed to be enjoying himself, and kicked his legs on the ground suddenly.

Earth and rocks were flying, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

He took advantage of this recoil and galloped away.

After a few breaths, it disappeared from people's sight.

Only Xiao Yanjun was left sitting in the ruins blankly, with a dazed expression, as if he had been beaten into a daze.

Soon.

Chang Yan gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty.

Suddenly felt a burning pain in the buttocks, grievance and pain welled up in my heart, and my eyes turned red.

She wiped her eyes vigorously and shouted to the crowd of onlookers.

"What to look at, what is there to see?"

Then people dispersed one after another.

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In the high sky of Yuntianyu.

A young man was suspended in the air.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power in the whole body, let alone magic weapon.

But he just hovered like this, traveling as he wished, as if... the sky was obeying his commands.

"This aura is the Vajra Body of the Vajra God and Demon Palace?"

"No...it's not the same."

Upon closer inspection, this person's eyes actually had only one eyelid left, and he was blind.

Can't see.

But the entire Yuntianyu seemed to be under his eyes, without missing a single place.

He carefully comprehended the aura on An Le's body.

The corner of the man's mouth curled into a smile.

"Interesting, really fun!"

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the other side.

Along the way, An Le randomly threw down a few jade cards that confused his eyes, and then pasted three or four talisman papers to hide his breath on his body. Finally, he took out a special hood-shaped magic weapon and put it on his head.

This made me feel a lot safer.

He was really scared by Xiang Feng's Thousand Miles Tracing Talisman, and now he still has a little psychological shadow.

These talisman papers and instruments were all prepared by An Le before coming to Yuntianyu.

A lot of spirit stones were spent, just to use them at such times to hide their whereabouts.

Even Jindan monks can't lock it.

The reason why An Le saved Chang Yan's life was mainly because of the golden core behind her.

This time Taixu Palace accepted disciples, and each sect sent Jindan monks to sit in the guard.

If Chang Yan was killed in public before the trial started, the matter would become a big mess, and it is estimated that he would chase and kill him desperately.

For "slightly punishing" like this, Xuanyan Dongtian can only say that Lord Xiaoyan is not as skilled as others.

Can't blame others.

Of course, the grudge is still formed, but it won't have much impact for the time being.

"Oh, I really wanted to go."

"It's clear that she provoked me on her own initiative. How can you blame me?"

An Le sighed, feeling aggrieved.

Soon, he came to a remote corner of the forest.

Old Mo's voice sounded.

"Master, this side, this side."

The light and shadow nearby distorted, revealing it and the little old man.

When the fire spread just now, An Le asked Lao Mo to take the old man away, and then temporarily hid it with talisman paper.

Let him escape unharmed.

"Xian, Xianchang, thank you for saving my life!"

The little old man was in awe and said repeatedly.

"That little girl is so unreasonable, why did she just burn the temple down?"

An Le had weird eyes, looking up and down at the old man.

Now, his spiritual consciousness can detect the breath of the other party again.

very weak.

It is no different from ordinary people, and there is no abnormality at all.

"Could it be... I guessed wrong?"

An Le was suspicious in her heart, and asked.

"Old man, what's your name? Where are you from? Why are you in this temple?"

"what?"

The drunkard old man was very strange, but he answered honestly.

"My name is Cheng Santie, and they all call me Old Chengtou."

"A native of Yuntianyu, he has been here for decades!"

"I just go to that temple to drink a couple of cups of wine and have fun. It's the same reason as other people go to the bar to listen to operas and music."

"The Temple of the City God is clean, no one will come, and no one will blame you if you are drunk. I like this kind of place."

Old Cheng raised his head cautiously and said with an apologetic smile.

"Who would have thought that I would meet Xianchang today, so I couldn't hold back and said a few words out loud."

After hearing what he said, An Le felt even more strange.

There was nothing wrong with what Old Cheng said.

This is an unlucky, alcoholic little old man who was unfortunately bumped into by An Le.

But it still couldn't explain why he wasn't perceived by the spiritual consciousness before.

"Maybe it's because of the City God Temple itself?"

An Le silently speculated.

However, now that the Town God's Temple has been burned down, and with the arrival of other people from Xuanyan Dongtian, it is obviously unrealistic to go back and experiment.

And this old Cheng has seen his "true face".

Letting it go like this seems to be a bit risky.

"Forget it, let's take it with you first."

"You can try again during the deduction..."

So, An Le took Old Cheng around for a while and returned to Hongshan Town from another direction.

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Night is coming.

Back to the inn.

Here is still a scene full of voices.

It's just that at this moment, the topics they were talking about turned into the story of the burning of the City God's Temple and the violent beating of Lord Xiaoyan.

The reputation of the ghost-faced man gradually spread among the people.

There are also people who talk nonsense and want to challenge him.

The fastest way to build a reputation is undoubtedly to step on someone else's head.

An Le was very calm about this.

What they are looking for is the ghost-faced man, what does it have to do with his happiness?
　Alas, I lost a finger, and my coding speed has slowed down a bit. I hope it will get better soon.

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