I Became an Anonymous Boss

"The promise made with the Qi Refiner is permanent, otherwise..." Song Shujing sneered back: "You know, people like us don't need to see blood to kill people, and we don't even need to do it ourselves."

The old devil looked gloomy and remained silent.

On the contrary, Song Shujing's smile gradually became presumptuous, and he began to chatter endlessly.

"The number of qi can be changed, and the secret of heaven can also be blocked."

"I blocked the secret for you, but I can let you make a move once, without anyone noticing, including the person involved."

"You don't want to attack the god Mo Wen. Unless you are absolutely sure of killing him, you should kill Shi Yicheng, muddy the water, and add a pot of boiling water."

"Only high-ranking qi refiners can use this kind of technique. To me, it is harmful rather than beneficial. It is by no means an easy task. Even with the current movement of Buddhist qi, it can be fooled by many people. Eyes and ears, the arhat may not be aware of it, but it can't last too long."

"My cultivation base is not enough, and I am too far away from the prison."

"Remember, you only have one chance to make a call!"

"If you miss a blow, you will flee thousands of miles; if you succeed in a blow, you will have to flee!"

"Otherwise, it's a small matter that you can't do it by framing it, but it's a big problem if you lose your life when the heavenly secret shield fails."

Song Shujing issued a warning.

The old devil in brocade robe sneered: "Even if the Buddha Kingdom is in the palm of an arhat, it may not be able to keep the old man!"

Song Shujing didn't pretend to think: "Among the black list, you, Shi Jinlang, are the best at killing diamonds in all phenomena. The number of Buddhist eminent monks died under your hands is no less than ten fingers. Buddhist martial arts don't focus on lethality. At most, you can trap you. But I can't get close to you, your self-confidence, I can understand, but I still won't take back this sentence... Once you fail to escape, when the shield of heaven fails, you will definitely die."

The old devil snorted coldly, turned around and left, the brocade robe turned into a thin line, and went straight to Tianlong ancient temple.

Song Shujing finished his tea in a leisurely manner, and then added a few words in a light manner.

"Buddhist King Kong can't kill you, and Arhat can't hurt you, but I'm afraid you forgot, there is another god and demon, don't ask."

"You are good at killing Buddhist kings in the great myriad phenomena, while he is good at killing demon kings at low levels."

"If you want to die, go far away, don't die and splatter my face with blood, breaking the energy I have accumulated!"

The qi refiner raised his eyes, took out a compass from his sleeve, and arranged a total of twelve spiritual objects around the square table.

Fingers pinched, and an illusory formation appeared on the table, and what appeared in the formation was the modeling composition of the entire city.

He drew a wisp of dark and yellow air into the table, the breath escaped, sweat dripped from Song Shujing's forehead, he held his breath and concentrated, and issued an order.

"The universe is counted, the heavenly secret is shielded, and it is knotted!"

As soon as the word fell, Xuanhuang Qi was thrown into the Qi floating above Tianlong Ancient Temple, and the shielding was completed.

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The short-term shielding of the secrets is different from the mental illusion, which cannot be detected.

Because the number of qi is determined by the sky, it is a law of natural operation, and this law exists in the world for a long time. The rise and fall of families and the change of dynasties have their operating mechanisms and principles, and the alchemists are responsible for interpreting and adjusting the number of qi. people.

The Sitianjian in the Southern Tang Dynasty was different from the Qintianjian in the Great Qin Dynasty.

The former practiced qi, while the latter practiced qi, they were very different.

Therefore, the change of Qi is the most mysterious type. If there is an embankment, it is not impossible to prevent it, but there are too few people who know it.

Even Shirataki has only heard about this system, let alone defending against it.

Once the celestial secrets are blocked, even arhats and heavenly kings will not be able to detect the abnormality, and will not realize that part of their own perception is blocked.

Tianji shielding is to shield a part of cognition, just like when a person is dreaming, it is difficult to maintain a complete thinking ability, and he cannot perceive the abnormality of his situation at all. Sleeping or awake.

Under such circumstances, killing people is also a very easy task, what's more, the killer who did it is the eighth old devil on the black list, who is best at killing Da Vientiane and King Kong. Even the physique of King Kong can be broken with one poke.

Shi Jinlang wanted to kill him with one blow, as long as the Buddha died, Shi Jinlang could rest easy from now on, without worrying about being revenged by the Buddhist sect.

And under the shield of heaven, everyone will not realize that he killed Shi Yicheng, and they will take it for granted that it was Shirataki's ruthless hand.

It's like drawing frames in an animation. No one will know what happened in the drawn frames, but people will automatically make up the front and back connections through the front and back screens. The only murderer is Shirataki!

It's just that what he didn't expect was...

Shi Yicheng, who had comprehended Tianyantong and was about to master Leujintong, felt something strange under the dual effects of life-and-death pressure and déjà vu.

In the past, Shi Yicheng had one eye gouged out by Shi Jinlang, which broke his body and left behind a psychological shadow of fatal fear.

In order to avoid this feeling of fear and strangeness, he actually took the initiative to goug out his left eye, and at the same time he gave up his body, which stimulated his Tianyantong to the limit, and suddenly woke up from the influence of the shield of heaven.

He saw clearly who the person who wanted to kill him was.

It's just that when I realized it, it was already one step too late.

Shi Jinlang couldn't let go of this opportunity, even if Shi Yicheng saw through his identity, he still chose to kill him.

The palm directly pierced Shi Yicheng's chest, and his indestructible physique was broken in an instant, blood staining the black robe and the scorched earth.

The old devil's expression at this moment was extremely happy.

But the next moment he suddenly stopped laughing.

Shi Yicheng tightly clasped Shi Jinlang's wrist, blood gurgled from his left eye, staining half of his cheek red, but the brilliance between his brows and his eyes never faded.

Tianyantong allowed him to avoid critical injuries at the critical moment, the heart was not pierced, the lungs were injured, it was a serious injury, but he was not dead yet!

Shi Yicheng's feet took root on the ground, and he fought hard to injure him. He swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood in his throat, and took a deep breath. This breath was like a whale swallowing the sea. The vortex-like air flow poured into his chest, and fresh blood gushed out of his incomplete lungs. And the pieces of internal organs, there were waves of invisible but qualitative ripples all over his body.

The Vajra is broken even if it is not damaged. This is the biggest flaw of the Vajra Realm. Either it does not hurt, or it hurts a little, but it means losing combat power for a fixed period of time.

There are not many moves that Shi Yicheng can use. He chose the simplest and most practical martial art move, the Buddhist lion's roar!

"—Fuck you!!!"

Roaring at close range, Shi Yicheng almost burst out his lungs, the roar was like thunder.

The nearly substantial roaring sound waves formed a tumbling air wave, enveloping Shi Jinlang who was reluctant to escape with his arms broken.

Of course, a single snarl wouldn't kill anyone, but the old devil only felt dizzy, his eyeballs and eardrums were tingling, and there was faint blood oozing out.

The old devil's face was ferocious, and he slapped Shi Yicheng's head fiercely with his single palm: "Die to me!"

After being injured, the red-eyed and furious devil seemed to have forgotten Song Shujing's words: If you miss a hit, you will flee a thousand miles away!

That is not an exhortation, but a commandment.

The strong wind from Shi Jinlang's right palm brushed against Shi Yicheng's side face, leaving a five-meter-long palm print on the ground.

His hand failed to fall, but was cut off in mid-air, one of his hands was stuck in Shi Yicheng's chest, and the other was stopped in mid-air.

The wrist was held by one person, and it couldn't fall, not even a centimeter, but it kept rising, and the arm was too deep by another force, and it was gradually lifted above the head.

The eighth devil on the black list had a ferocious face, with bulging veins on his forehead. When his arms were raised above his shoulders, he turned his gaze away, and only then did he see that there was a white coat lying beside him a step away.

Shirataki's expression was not at all unhappy, but he had a kind smile and gentle eyes.

It's like watching a desperate moth looking for its own death.

He asked, "Are you trying to steal my head?"

Chapter 780: Three Punches and One Big Vientiane

Shirataki's voice is gentle, his smile is refined, and his expression is smiling.

But this is very abnormal.

It's like a person who is about to freeze to death will be so hot that he takes off his clothes, and he will laugh when he is extremely angry.

The old man in brocade robe suddenly appeared in front of him, and told Shi Yicheng the truth of his heart and lungs, and made Shi Yicheng scream out tenor. Nine times out of ten, the situation is under control, but not completely.

Got it, but didn't quite get it.

He glanced at Shi Yicheng and saw that his left eye was gone, so he had no reason to do anything, but he couldn't watch him die for no reason.

Shi Yicheng was successfully attacked, so he can't say that he has something to do with it, but he can only say that he has to bear the main responsibility.

The brocade-robed old guy who made a surprise attack and killed someone, even with his toenails, he knew that he must be a bad guy.

Thoughts flowed for a short while, Shirataki clasped Shi Jinlang's wrist, his eyes were not friendly.

"We're here to fight one-on-one with men, what's the matter with you?"

"Even dare to snatch my head... Are you tired of working?"

The demon sneered.

The heart of the brocade robed old man tightened, and his elbow shook suddenly. The bones of the whole arm showed a strange twist, slippery like two sea snakes, the hard bones turned into soft bones, trying to withdraw his arm from the blockade of the two, but He only pulled out one hand, withdrew his left arm from Shi Yicheng's chest, and the wrist of the other right hand was still firmly locked by Shirataki.

Shirataki's strong man Suo Nan's technique is top-notch, and if he is entangled in his aura, it is impossible to break free only by skill.

The old man in brocade robes did not dare to take a breath, and the replacement of a master would be a fatal time. He raised his left arm, one arm and one sleeve were bulging, and his palm was slanted upwards to support Shirataki's jaw, but his left hand was only tilted by the opponent. Dodge when you touch your head, your left arm is across your ear, the palm of your hand turns into a sharp claw, and you pull it back, your nails are sharp, and the power carried by your fingertips is stronger than that of the magic gun. If you are caught on the back of your neck, you will be caught Lively pulled the spine.

Unexpectedly, Shirataki lowered his head and pressed down, the opponent's counterattack missed again, and the second combo failed, the young man suddenly clasped five fingers on the face of the old man in brocade robe, exerted force with his arm, and smashed hard against the ground, the old man in brocade robe lost his body Balanced, his right leg slammed into the chest of the white clothes, which was thought to make the opponent retreat, but he felt that the kick hit the iron plate, which made him stagger, and the back of his head was about to kiss the ground.

Shi Jinlang's feet sank into the ground firmly, his left hand clasped Shirataki's shoulders, and his whole body was already in the figure 7 posture, as if his lumbar spine might be broken, resisting that force, preventing the back of his head from touching the ground.

Seeing that Shi Jinlang was about to be overwhelmed, he suddenly turned his body around, ignoring the ability to hide his head and show his tail, and the stellar energy exploded, like the sharp edge of a knife. The body qi collided together, forming a series of blowing sounds, like bullets being fired on a chariot.

But he was still being pressed down, the old devil looked violently, let go of his left hand, stretched out two fingers, put the fingertips together, and stabbed at the center of Shirataki's chest. Good at breaking through defense.Even the physique of the Diamond Realm can be broken in one blow, and the strength of ordinary warriors is even more fragile.

Shirataki really didn't dodge, the gas layer collided with the bee tail sting, the invincible move was worn out for the first time this time, and it took three breaths of time before the gas layer was broken through, but within three breaths no one Can all react.

Bai Yi let go of his hands resolutely, took a few steps back, clasped the sharp edge that broke through the qi layer in his palm, and opened a bloody hole the size of a coin in his palm.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's actually a big Wanxiang..." Bai Long glanced at Shi Yicheng: "It seems that you have quite a few enemies, and they are busy sending you away. Thanks to your loud voice, otherwise today and tomorrow The day after tomorrow, you can eat for three days in a row.”

"He is the eighth devil on the black list, he was the one who took my left eye." Shi Yicheng smiled wryly and took a few steps back.

After watching the fight between the two, he knew very well that he was not qualified to help, the difference was too great, it would be embarrassing to enter, and he would definitely be kicked out of the battlefield.

"Demon way?" Bai Long was pleasantly surprised: "That's a great relationship! Come on, old man, let's get in touch with each other."

He took a step forward, and Shi Jinlang took a step back in silence.

In this fight, it seemed that Shirataki was injured and Shi Jinlang was unscathed, but in fact, Shirataki had tested the opponent's level and ultimate move at a very small cost.

Heavenly Demon lost a fresh elbow and heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, it was nothing. This injury was not noticed at all, and he was still forcing Graman calmly.

But the old devil who was eighth on the black list was already trembling secretly.

From his point of view, the fight just now was full of thrills, and he was almost pushed into the ground. Once his back was on the ground, it meant that he had no room to retreat.

Fighting at close range is extremely dangerous. If it sounds good, it's fighting, but if it's ugly, it's a bastard fist. There are all kinds of insidious moves. There are no rules, only fighting. They are all based on experience. Preparation, buffering, and luck. However, most of the Jianghu warriors die in the bastard boxing. There is no chance for you to make a good start and stabilize your posture. The fighting competition is all about experience and reaction.

He is a dignified old man, and he is completely behind the young man in front of him in a close combat. What kind of concept is this?