The monk is hanging up

Chapter 41

"Thank you, Lord Yan, for your appreciation." For a moment, Lin Su didn't know how to address Old Ghost Yan, so he could only call him Lord as if he were calling Chen Shouli.The six doors are the mechanism of the imperial court. In terms of superiority and inferiority, it is not too much to call an adult.

"Interesting kid."

A cold light came into his eyes, and Lin Su reminded loudly, "There is a silver line for beheading 30 feet ahead."

When everyone heard about the decapitation of Yinxian, they dared not be careless.This kind of insidious mechanism was originally used in war, which is often called a tripping rope. After many changes, it changed from a thick straw rope with a thumb to a hair-like silver thread. It is so sharp that if a galloping person cannot find it, The head on the neck is about to fall to the ground.

Qiu Zichun and Yu Zichong looked serious, and the twelve sword qi came out together, clean and neat.The decapitated silver thread is like a broken kite thread, it loses its tautness, and it is no different from ordinary silk thread.

Beside the stream at Didongkou, the beautiful woman with various appearances stamped her feet, glanced back, showing surprise, licked her slightly dark purple thin lips like ripe cherries, "Catching up! .”

The man covered in a black robe asked hoarsely, "How many people did you kill with the silver line of beheading?"

The beautiful woman replied nonchalantly, "One was not killed."

The man in black asked sharply, "Is this the killing formation you are proud of?"

The beautiful woman lazily stretched her waist, and lowered her winking eyes, "There is a little guy with a good sense who is making trouble."

"I only look at the results." The man in black said lightly.

Obviously, the beautiful woman's answer did not satisfy the man in black.

"The decapitation silver line array can't be effective in an open place. This place can be seen at a glance. Even if I want to procrastinate, I have no power."

The black-robed man glanced at the crowd, "The followers of the Six Doors will come after them immediately, and someone will sacrifice to stop them. The great cause of the Netherworld Demon Sect cannot be exposed under my hands. You can choose for yourself."

The great cause of the Netherworld Demon Sect is the heap of human lives. The purpose of the black-robed people is to let some or all of them resist the pursuit of the six doors. For most people in the magic way, human life is humble, except Oneself, others can be sacrificed.

This is the way of magic.

The haggard old man among the demons laughed, the folds on his face could kill a fly, he hunched his back, stroked his silver beard and said: "Six doors chase so fast, it's all because of my useless disciples!" It is just right for him to stop the pursuit of the root of the disaster, and the subordinates are afraid that he will not be able to catch up, and the messenger needs to send more people."

Demons have no feelings, even masters and apprentices are just tools for mutual use. A dead friend does not die a poor one, a famous saying that never changes through the ages.

Ke Yuntian's soul was all over the place, and the person who spoke was the master who taught him the martial arts of the demon sect and the method of killing acupuncture. The always kind master took the bottom out of the pot at this moment, and he was stunned for life.

"Master, Master..."

The black-robed man said calmly: "You and your master and apprentice will settle this matter. If you join the Demon Sect, everyone must have the consciousness of dying for the sect. You are the humerus of the Huangquan Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect has achieved great success." , I will never forget the bone-cutting spirit of everyone."

At this time, everyone shouted: "Respectfully send off the messenger."

With a smile on his face, MMP in his heart.

Humerus, humerus, your uncle, remember yourself when you run for your life, and remember that we are of the same origin as you when you sacrifice, calling you an envoy is to give face to the suzerain, just thinking that if you have two taels of flesh, you are fat?

As soon as the envoy left, the black widow-like brocade embroiderer turned and walked towards the other side of the mountain. The old man asked in a dark voice, "Embroiderer, you can't bear the crime of ignoring the envoy's orders."

The Brocade Embroidery Lady waved her hand without looking back, "The sky is high and the birds are flying, the Netherworld Demon Sect doesn't take us seriously, so why should I give up my life for righteousness? Besides, the righteousness in the Demon Sect is so cheap, the righteousness is awe-inspiring, and empty talk It's just paper."

The old man said in a deep voice: "The rules of the Netherworld Demon Sect have always been strict, and the punishment for traitors is worse than death. Betrayal of the Demon Sect, are you tired of living?"

Just as the catastrophe was imminent, the people who were thinking about their own thoughts fell into an ice cave for a moment, but the brocade embroiderer didn't care, "Betrayal? Never joined the Netherworld Demon Sect, so how can you talk about betrayal?"

"The little girl was hunted down by the righteous way in Chizhou. She joined halfway when she heard that the Netherworld Demon Sect was plotting a major event. She joined for a few days after she didn't think so, and she let me die for the sake of the overall situation. Hehe, the little girl is not stupid, so I won't accompany you Go to Huangquan."

The old man's eyes suddenly shot a murderous look, "Miss Zhijinxiu, one day she joined the Demon Sect, and she will be a Demon Daoist for the rest of her life. Since she joined the Netherworld Demon Sect, any sacrifices are being cleaned up. If you don't want to donate, I have no choice but to charge you with the suspicion of leaking the secrets of the Demon Sect." Take you down."

The Brocade Embroidery Lady covered her mouth and smiled pretentiously, "Old ghost, you should think about how to deal with the six doors. The little girl is not favored by the Netherworld Demon Sect, so I will not accompany you."

The old man gritted his teeth murderously, snorted at the back of the Brocade Embroidery Lady, took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his chest, and said sullenly: "Bubi has fallen into the Yellow Spring formation."

"Meet the enemy!"

Old Ghost Yan let out a growl, and brandished a big knife that was as tall as a man to meet him. The other Xuan-level arresters kept snorting coldly, grabbing a few imposing demon men and entangled them so much that they had no time to care about others.

At this moment, Shopkeeper Tang's aura climbed to the extreme, Lin Su, Gao Huang and the others were dumbfounded. Damn, this shameless little old man who is usually not serious turned out to be a master...

"So strong!" Lin Su secretly thought, Tang shopkeeper's aura stands out from the crowd, he is the leader, no one can match it in the field, even Qiu Zichun, who is a master of the tiger list, is unmatched.

Shopkeeper Tang stared at the old man of the Netherworld Demon Sect and roared, "Guan Shangmo, I have been chasing you for 30 years and have not heard from you. It turns out that you, a bastard who killed your master, humiliated your mother, and slaughtered the sect, secretly joined the Netherworld Demon Sect!" , Heaven has eyes, I, Tang Sheng, will finally avenge my master."

Guan Shangmo narrowed his eyes, but he didn't remember who Tang Sheng was.

Tang Sheng punched through the air, and the fiery fist brushed Guan Shangmo's earlobe and landed behind him. He paused for a short breath. The wetland where the fist fell exploded surprisingly, and the three-foot-deep black pit was filled with hot water. temperature.

Touching the scorched earlobe, Guan Shangmo sternly crushed it, and the scorched part occupied half of the ear, "Bang Yan Shen Fist, who are you, Tang Renyi?"

Tang Sheng's bloodshot eyes were terrifying, and the two eyeballs seemed to pop out at any time.His jawbone trembled, and his dry throat popped out one word at a time: "Father, Tang Renyi, the head of Siyue Zongyan Hall."

Official Shang Mo grinned grimly, "Junior, I gave this old man a fright. The old man thought that there were a few remnants left over from the killing, hehe, Tang Sheng, the Siyue sect has long since been wiped out, and my uncle was so merciful back then that he didn't kill more juniors." , why did you come to die?"

Tang Shengdao: "The hatred of killing one's father is not to be shared with the heavens, the hatred of exterminating one's family is to be paid in blood."

Guan Shangmo grinned and said: "You are as stubborn as your father, no wonder I chopped off his fingers one by one, and he refused to hand over the secret book of Explosive Flame Fist."

Tang Sheng wanted to crack his eyes, and crazily used the explosive fist. With that punch, the three-foot-square land exploded into a hornet's nest.Guan Shangmo looked calm, avoiding the scorching punch without haste.

Huang-level officers almost caught one in two or three, but Lin Su became redundant. Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a sneaky acquaintance on the towering tree, stepped on the tree branch and swept away, "Ke Yuntian, come to justice."

(End of this chapter)