Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 261 260. Success or failure, in one fell swoop!
"Hee hee, one, two, three..."

The woman's scarred face was no longer filled with anger as usual, but instead she was smiling and jumping for joy, like a little girl who got her favorite toy.

She was chanting numbers one by one, as if counting.

Every time a number is spoken, the woman will open a bloody wound on her face, hand or leg.

The skin is torn apart, and the bones are visible!
And on her body surface, there were countless scars that hadn't healed, and the wounds ruptured after these few cuts, and dirty blood flowed out, staining the gray robe on her body red.

But the woman not only did not feel the pain, but also had a joyful smile on her scarred face.

"... seven, eight, nine."

Nine, exactly the number of survivors in this line!

Feeling the burning pain coming from his body, he let out a long sigh of relief in satisfaction, as if enjoying himself.

The weirdest thing is that her aura also improved during this process.

But in the next second, anger climbed up the woman's face, making her look hideous and distorted.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

"Why only so little? Why don't you kill faster?"

"……why why why?"

The scarred woman's anger came inexplicably, without any reason, not only bit her own lip, but also broke the blade with her hand, letting the blood drip from her palm, as if she didn't feel the pain at all.

She looked like a crazy lunatic, just venting the mania in her heart.

"And you!"

At this moment, the woman suddenly widened her blood-red eyes, looked towards a direction in the wilderness, and scolded mockingly: "Just because of you sneaky thieves, you still want to kill me, grandma?"

"Don't come out quickly to die?!"

In the corner where the woman was looking, the expressions of the three Zhenling Si warriors who arrived here first changed their expressions.

They had witnessed the tragic scene of a group of survivors killing each other before, and also saw this woman's crazy behavior, and they were inevitably a little frightened.

At this time, he was called out suddenly, and his face became even more ugly for a while.

But until now, they couldn't hide any longer, and one of them simply shouted angrily: "Let's attack together and kill the demon girl."

As soon as the words fell, three extremely strong auras suddenly rose up, shaking the ground slightly, and there were hidden air waves rolling over.

First, a patch of Qi and blood condensed into hundreds of beast shadows, baring their teeth and claws, roaring, rushing in like a tidal wave.

Then the faint blue demon flower bloomed, the petals trembled and swayed, it was extremely coquettish and moving, and it shocked the hearts of those who looked at it. The demon flower was obviously very hot, but it gave people a strong sense of ice cold, which was very strange.

The last is the incomparably orthodox martial art of killing and attacking, without any abnormalities, it looks simple and unpretentious, but it is the most vigorous and rigid among the three auras.

Three streams of scorching hot Qi and blood roared towards him, with different characteristics, igniting a flame like a sun in mid-air, trying to burn the most central woman into ashes.

These three people are all powerful in the fifth realm!
Those who can be selected by His Royal Highness to join this operation team are the elite among the elite. If one of them is so powerful, even if anyone reports his name, it is enough to break the courage of the common people.

At the same time, they shot at the same time, the momentum is huge, it can be called earth-shattering.

And where the three offensive qi were locked, the scarred woman stood still, as if she had been frightened stupid.

Seeing this scene, the martial artist whose qi and blood had turned into a monster beamed with joy.

"Successful!"

However, the most mature and prudent man frowned, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

boom!
The flirtatious flower in the three offensives suddenly deflected on the way and attacked the back of the qi and blood monster warrior.

This person didn't expect such a change at all, and hastily mobilized his energy and blood to defend, but it was still a step too late.

The petals of Youlan Yaohua turned into thousands of blades, spinning and cutting across his body, and the blood scattered all over.

"puff!"

The man retreated wildly, then spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at his companion angrily.

"Qi Qianhu! Are you crazy?"

The martial artist known as Qi Qianhu shook his head, regained consciousness, and then his complexion changed suddenly, and he explained repeatedly: "I didn't mean it!"

"It's her! It's her who controls my mind!"

At that moment just now, Qi Qianhu was outrageous towards his companion for no reason, and couldn't help but strike.

"I think...you are avenging yourself!"

The warrior who vomited blood had a ferocious face, and stared at Qi Qianhu angrily: "You want to kill me so that you can monopolize this great achievement, don't you?"

"It's not what you think..."

Qi Qianhu wanted to explain, but when he looked at the other person's face, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he became, and his nameless anger burst forth.

The expression of the last of the three changed, he sensed something wrong with his emotions, and immediately shouted: "This is the method of that witch!"

"Stick to your heart, don't be distracted by her!"

Although he reminded him in time, it was really difficult for the warrior to maintain his rationality when he got angry.

The two fought continuously, blood roared and collided, earth and rocks shattered and flew, and some real fire was fired, and obvious injuries appeared on their bodies.

The only sober man was trying to solve the source of the disaster, but found that the anger in the gray robe had long since disappeared.

When the two of them stopped fighting, their clothes were disheveled and scarred, their faces showed blank and puzzled expressions, they didn't understand why they fought, and then they were startled by Nu's methods.

"It's so weird and terrifying that even warriors in the fifth realm will fall for it."

"This ability to disturb people's hearts is indeed an evil cultivator!"

In the distance, Nu, who had fled far away, turned his head and looked back, with a sneer on his face: "Heh... the old man is right, the way of the warrior's qi and blood is certainly not weak, but it lacks variety and is too single."

"Changing and changing are just those methods, and warriors don't cultivate spiritual knowledge, and their spirits are weak. In front of my Seven Emotions Seal, they can be broken like paper, so there is nothing to fear."

Suddenly, a voice rang in the woman's ear.

"Is it?"

"Your Excellency, please also experience my martial arts."

The woman raised her head, and Feng Wushuang, wearing half a silver mask, was standing on a high place overlooking her.

The fierce murderous aura is shrouded together with the shadow.

******
After An Le rushed to a small camp nearby, he quickly learned about the current situation from other warriors in Zhenling Division.

"Master Feng took action himself, but let the demon girl escape!"

Sanna sighed, slightly disappointed with the result: "However, Lord Feng left one of her arms."

Sanna looked a little serious, and said to Anle: "But this evil cultivator is really not weak, and the ordinary fifth level is definitely not her opponent."

"If other evil cultivators have this level, it will be a little troublesome."

In the past few days, Sanna has been in contact with An Le many times, and the relationship has drawn a lot, so she took the initiative to talk about this matter with him.

An Le nodded, and murmured: "The ability to manipulate emotions... This woman can arouse the anger of others, so what other evil cultivators manipulate are other emotions in the Seven Emotions?"

Hearing Sanna's description just now, he immediately thought of "Xi" whom he had met once, and he seemed to have a unique magical power.

But the emotion of joy has limited effects in battle.

On the other hand, this witch has the means to make others kill each other, and even warriors in the fifth realm will be affected.

High-level warriors are relatively determined and unable to resist, so the common people at the bottom will act like puppets controlled by anger, and do things that lose their minds.

If this ability is used to stir up disputes, it will definitely be a big killer!
"hiss……"

Thinking of this, Anle took a slight breath.

At this time, he finally figured out that Liuzhou commoners would rebel, apart from the oppression of the gods and the laws of the immortals, the monks from the dust would definitely play a catalytic and bewitching role.

"I just don't know... How many people came from Qiqing? Did Baku participate in it?"

An Le's eyes flickered, and he looked at the Zhenling Si warriors gathered around him.

The faces of the two people who failed to shoot were not very good-looking, and they were secretly healing their injuries.

The atmosphere of the others was also slightly dignified, much more serious than before.

Although the crowd didn't show it before, they still had a bit of contempt for this action in their hearts, thinking that His Highness the Crown Prince was making a big fuss, and if they gathered together and acted together, the evil cultivators would be wiped out, and even Hidden thoughts of competing for credit.

But after this battle... the three long-established powerhouses were unable to take down a little demon girl. Instead, they were injured because of the opponent's fight. Later, even Feng Wushuang personally attacked, leaving only her. an arm.

You know, Feng Wushuang is truly unparalleled as his name suggests!

The kung fu he practiced is a combination of yin and yang, supernatural, surging qi and blood, and strong physical body, which are rare in the world.

Among the warriors in Zhenling Division, Feng Wushuang's strength is undoubtedly the first.

Even if An Le defeated Zhao You who was not wearing the divine armor, many warriors still believed that Feng Wushuang's strength was even higher than him!

For such a character, it should be a certainty to become a god general, but Feng Wushuang's success and failure are also skills. He once entered the tomb of the god armor, but none of the god armor matched his eyes. Can return to Zhenling Division and be a Zhenling envoy who will never have a chance of promotion.

Feng Wushuang could only leave Xie Xiu's arm behind instead of beheading her completely, which was enough to show the opponent's strength and difficulty.

Therefore, the atmosphere of the crowd was dignified and their expressions were awe-inspiring.

An Le thought in her heart: "After this incident, their actions in the future will definitely be more cautious and less pretentious, making it difficult for Chen's people to find opportunities."

"His Royal Highness, did you expect this?"

At this time, the figure of the prince came lightly, and he was always accompanied by a fifth-level powerhouse, called "Zhuang Lin", but he was not from Zhenlingsi, and his origin was very mysterious.

An Le suspects that the real function of the name Zhuang Lin is to transport the prince's body.

Seeing the prince's arrival, everyone saluted one after another.

Feng Wushuang stepped forward to report the situation.

After he finished explaining the result, he said to everyone: "In my opinion, the essence of the demon law cast by that evil cultivator is a kind of magic seal."

"If you open the Yang Flame Domain, protect your whole body, and block the seal, you will not be corroded."

Hearing this, An Le's eyes lit up slightly, and after learning about this, he became more confident.

After sharing the information, the prince ordered again to disperse the warriors and search for traces of evil cultivators.

Compared with these monks, the rebels in the city are just a bunch of mobs, so there is no need to care about them.

******
That night.

Two in the morning.

【you are dead. 】

[The deduction ends. 】

An Le opened his eyes, a look of regret flashed in his eyes, and his expression became more dignified.

"Sure enough, it still failed."

This time, although his plan was one step closer to success, it fell short in the end.

But no matter what, An Le couldn't drag on any longer.

Because if there are no accidents, tomorrow, the traces of the Taixu Palace and his party will be found by the warriors of the Zhenling Division, and then the prince will brazenly attack and kill them all.

In fact, the discovery of Yun Wuhen and others was a completely innocent disaster.

The warriors only accidentally found their whereabouts when they were searching for traces of spiritual power usage. It can be said that the immortal cultivators of Taixu Palace blocked the sword once for the dusty people.

But judging from the enmity between Taixu Palace and the Great Tai Dynasty, as well as the purpose of this group of people, it is not an injustice.

However, An Le could not accept such a bad ending anyway.

Moreover, if this opportunity is missed, An Le may find it difficult to leave the Great Tai Dynasty again.

"For now, the only way to start the plan is in advance."

Thinking of this, An Le took a deep breath, his eyes became extremely deep, and he felt a little uneasy.

The strange methods of the monks in the "dust" and the powerful strength of the prince's sixth realm all weighed on his heart like a mountain.

An Le looked at Ye Linger beside her.

The senior sister is sleeping soundly, her fair and pretty face is as quiet and lovely as a baby, only she is chewing slightly in her mouth, as if she is eating something in a dream.

The reason why she can feel so at ease is precisely because An Le is by her side.

An Le thought of Yun Wuhen who met again before, and Su Dai in the Taixu Palace team, and his expression became more solemn.

In the past, most of the time when An Le took risks with his own body, it was only related to his own wealth and life, but now, several people he cares about are involved in this operation.

If they are not careful, they will be in great danger.

With a peaceful state of mind, there is a bit of worry about gains and losses.

But soon, An Le calmed down: "I have faced countless desperate situations, and this time is just one of them."

"If I don't dare to make a move without full confidence, what kind of immortal should I cultivate?"

"Just nest in the corner and be a coward for the rest of your life!"

Even though An Le had left that desolate and weird mountain village a long time ago, there was always a fierceness in his heart.

The more you are on the verge of extinction, the more this ferocity will be stimulated.

"Success or failure, it's all in one fell swoop!"

An Le closed her eyes, and reviewed the memory in the deduction for the last time, and made sure that there was nothing missing.

Until the mind is as still as water.

All the restless energy and blood in An Le's body subsided, and his temperament was dark and restrained.

Like a hunter hiding in the dark, waiting for the best hunting opportunity.

After finishing all this, An Le took a deep breath and woke up Ye Linger beside her.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

******
Inside Liuzhou City.

In an ordinary small building that doesn't attract much attention.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!"

Angry eyes were bloodshot, staring at the empty right arm, looking extremely crazy, and uttered harsh and ugly curses.

"I'm going to kill that guy! I'm going to peel off his face, cut him into pieces and feed him to the living corpse!"

She was originally an extremely irritable character, but now that Feng Wushuang chopped off an arm, she will show this posture.

On the side, E, who was also wearing a gray robe, yawned lightly, and said with a look of disgust: "The way you look now is really ugly."

"I told you not to underestimate the warriors of the Great Tai Dynasty, but you just don't listen, so it's okay now?"

Fire almost spewed out from his angry eyes: "You fucking court death!"

As he said that, he was about to use the magic weapon to blast away.

Most of the monks who can become one of the seven emotions are half-crazy, otherwise they would not be able to practice the so-called seal of the seven emotions.

Fighting between lunatics is naturally a common occurrence.

At this time, the old Siku turned his head and looked at Nu coldly.

His eyes were obviously very cloudy, like presbyopia who couldn't see clearly, but it brought extremely strong pressure to Nu.

Like a basin of cold water being poured over his head, Anger instantly fell silent like a cicada, not daring to speak anymore.

Nu knew that when the old man showed this look, it meant that he was really angry.

"My lord, I was wrong."

Siku glanced at her lightly: "There are not a few people who want to sit in Nu's seat behind you."

"You'd better be clever."

In Dust's organization, the Seven Emotions do not refer to these seven people alone, but seven positions.

As soon as someone dies, someone else takes his place.

On the other hand, each of the eight sufferings is unique.

You can see the difference in status between the two.

"This arm is not bad, you can use it first."

The painful white bone cane shimmered, some sticky flesh and blood condensed together, the muscles quickly twisted, bulged ferociously, and finally turned into a living arm, glued to Nu's shoulder.

Although the size does not match, the blood on it is extremely fierce.

Nu lowered his head and glanced, feeling a little disgusted in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, he could only nod his head and said, "Thank you, sir."

Siku turned his head to look, and saw that the city was full of living corpses, roaring from time to time.

His sight did not fall on the living corpses, but seemed to pass through their rotting and decaying flesh, and saw the souls that were either numb or painful.

Siku showed a satisfied smile, and then said to the two restless guys beside him.

"The masters of the Zhenling Division have already rushed to the vicinity of Liuzhou City, and there may be strong people from the sixth realm among them."

"The most wonderful thing is that the people sent by Taixu Palace are also nearby."

Siku's smile was mysterious, with a trace of teasing: "They probably didn't expect that such a group of people would have some dust mixed in."

"It's just right, let the fellow Taoists of Taixu Palace block this disaster for us."

"And by the time the powerhouses of the Great Thai Dynasty noticed, we would have already fled with the sacrificial treasures."

Anger and Evil looked at each other, and quickly complimented: "Master Siku is wise!"

"what?"

Suddenly, Siku frowned and looked in a direction outside the city unexpectedly.

"This breath, is it gluttonous?"

(End of this chapter)