Assassin 3 Wind and Live

The few guardians around noticed that Murong Li had suddenly rushed out of the barrier, and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Murong Li was very anxious, and was about to rush out, but someone grabbed his shoulders from left to right, and in a moment of anger, he swung his right arm and threw him out, while his left hand was held tightly by someone, which touched the old wound again. , in desperation, he raised his foot and kicked the man's chest hard, and the man spurted a big mouthful of blood and flew out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The moment Murong Li passed through the barrier, Xing Ming's figure in the cauldron became clear immediately, and the shrill screams that were originally isolated by the barrier made him startled.

The undead, who had been marching quietly towards the center of the altar, suddenly became agitated, like a hungry wolf smelling blood, turned around and rushed towards Murong Li.

"A Li! Come back!" Zhi Ming wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by several warlocks who surrounded him, so he had to shout in Murong Li's direction to stop.

When Murong Li heard Zhi Ming's voice, he felt even more anxious, he slashed at the person who rushed forward again, this time he used all his strength, and the person passed out immediately.

Feng Xi, who was in the formation, noticed something. Seeing that Murong Li had injured several people and broke out of the barrier, and was surrounded by undead, he immediately cut off Jin Jian with his sword. , the flames rose up, almost jumping out of the furnace, and the struggle of Xing Ming in the flames became more intense.

Murong Li turned his head while running, and found that Zhi Ming had disappeared from the barrier, and the priest beside him also had a look of disbelief. He hurriedly turned around and ran back. After running two steps, Zhi Ming's figure appeared out of thin air again. In the original place, he was suppressed by several people in the barrier and couldn't move.

"A Li! Come back quickly!" Zhi Ming struggled to stand up, in the firelight, the blood on his chest gradually smeared, and his face was terribly pale.

Murong Li gritted his teeth to resist the urge to run over, stopped, turned around and rushed towards the altar.

The spirits of the undead gathered towards Murong Li, although they had no physical body and could not block his way, it made him feel very uneasy. Every time the bodies of those undead came into contact with Murong Li's body, he couldn't help but tremble.But right now it was about Zhiming's life, so he didn't care so much, he went straight through these undead and rushed towards the altar, the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, and those who tried to block his way were either killed or injured.

As several people in the formation were injured by Murong Li, the sound of chanting was gradually disrupted, and blood gushed from the mouths and noses of all the people in the formation.

Seeing that his men couldn't stop Murong Li, Feng Nai immediately raised his knife and slashed at Mo Yang, while the others changed their formation and tried their best to suppress these restless undead.

"The lord..."

Feng Hui stared at the blood-stained Xing Ming in shock. The blade of Xing Ming's sword was intercepted by Murong Li who was flying towards him with his bare hands. , blending with the cinnabar patterns on the ground.

Murong Li was already extremely angry at this time, he knocked the person holding Mo Yang off the altar with his palm, raised his bloody hand and ruthlessly grabbed Feng Hui's neck, pressed him against the stove, and said coldly: " Feng Hui, most of your ancestors have gone too, forget about the rest."

Feng Hui noticed that there were only three or four black figures following Murong Li, almost covering his body. At this moment, his gaze was extremely cold, and his blood-drenched five fingers were wrapped around his neck like cold and slippery poisonous snakes. Dare to say a word "no", it must be the end of decapitation.Feng Hui saw something out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly raised his head, only to see that the phantom shadow of the four spirit totems in the sky above had changed positions, the four spirits spread out in all directions, and a bright spot of light appeared in the central void, followed by Murong Li The blood on the hand merged into the runes on the ground drop by drop, and the little light cluster gradually expanded, and a new beast-shaped totem was born out of thin air, and as soon as the new totem came out, the light of the other four spirits immediately dimmed extreme.

"Kirin!"

"It's the Pentabeast!"

"Four spiritualization of five directions"

The people in the formation exclaimed in surprise, that is the ancient unicorn totem, the four spirits are dim, and the place is surrounded by a hundred miles of yin, and they didn't expect the unicorn to appear here at this time, but before everyone was happy, they found the red light There is a trace of ominous yin in the glistening unicorn totem.

Seeing that Feng Nai didn't understand what he said, Murong Li became even more angry in his heart. He tightened his fingers, and Feng Nai's neck bones cracked, he couldn't breathe, and his face began to turn blue.

"Murong Li!"

This was the first time Murong Li heard Xing Ming's voice, and it was actually somewhat similar to Zhi Ming's.

"Put Xingming back into the scabbard! Quick!"

Murong Li shook his head that was a little dizzy from the anger, paused, let go of Feng Hui's neck, grabbed the Xing Ming in his hand, walked around him, and reached out to take out the Xing Ming's scabbard from the furnace. .

"Your Majesty, don't do this!" Feng Nai shouted to stop him.

Murong Li turned a deaf ear, and stretched his hand into the flames of the cauldron. The flames of a different color were not scorching, but icy cold. The piercing chill poured into his body along the palm of his hand. He only felt that his meridians seemed to start to freeze It was freezing, and the arms gradually lost feeling. The coldness that obviously did not belong to the world made people feel unstoppable fear.

"A Li! Don't!"

"Your Majesty! Stop it!"

Murong Li let the bone-eating flames burn his sleeves, and grabbed Xing Ming's scabbard and pulled it out forcefully.The scabbard fell to the ground with a bang. The sword was soaked in the dark fire for a long time, and it was like a thousand-year-old ice in the hand, but after a while, the whole hand became numb and lost consciousness.Murong Li tore off a piece of clothes to wrap the scabbard, Xing Ming returned to the sheath, the young man also broke free from the shackles and climbed down from the stove, followed him, and left the altar, but was blocked by Feng Yi.

"Does the lord know what the consequences will be?" Feng Hui knelt down in front of Murong Li, and said, "The lord has not been to the people for a long time, and he has never seen the tragic conditions of the people who died at the hands of the resentful spirits."

Murong Li put Xing Ming's scabbard around Feng Nai's neck, and said coldly: "Feng Nai, there are Yaoguang Tianquan troops all over Yuzhao Mountain, I advise you not to act rashly."

"Offended." Feng Hui stood up suddenly, and with a wave of his sleeves, Murong Li smelled a scent of medicine, his body lost strength instantly, and fell to the ground.

Feng Hui stabbed Murong Li's neck with a red-tailed silver needle between his fingers, and then put his hand on Murong Li's forehead.

Murong Li felt dizzy for a while, and the outrageous anger just now gradually subsided, and he felt extremely tired.When I came back to my senses, everything around me had changed.

This is a small farmyard. A middle-aged man was chopping firewood in the yard, his face full of impatience. At the same time, a four or five-year-old child, probably the man's son, was crying and crying endlessly while holding his father's sleeve.The whole body of the man was enveloped by a black air, and the impatience on his face became more and more obvious. Suddenly, there was a flash of hostility between his brows, and the ax that was originally aimed at the wooden post turned.Murong Li at the side was shocked and stepped forward to stop him, but the ax directly passed through his body and landed on the head of the crying child, his brain burst instantly.The child fell to the ground with only blankness on his face.The man stood in a daze in the yard, staring fixedly at the blood-stained ax in his hand, as if he was thinking about why he killed his son in a moment of impatience.

Murong Li found that the black air shrouding the man's thin body seemed to be much stronger than before, almost drowning his whole body.

Suddenly a scream broke the silence, and the neighbors passing by scrambled and ran out.

The man was awakened by the screams. The ax in his hand fell to the ground. He hugged his son on the ground and cried heartbreakingly. Then he got up and jumped into the well with his son.

A moment later, a cloud of black air floated up from the mouth of the well.

A local official rushed into the small courtyard with officers and soldiers. The official glanced at the large pool of blood on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose, complaining that it was rare for Xiu Mu to encounter such a thing.Walking along the bloodstains to the well, they immediately found the bodies of the father and son, who were ordered to salvage and bury them and walked out of the yard first.The cloud of black air also followed.

Then, the official went home and had a dispute with his brother. In a rage, he stabbed the chopsticks in his brother's eyes, killing him on the spot.Officials were impeached and sentenced to exile.On the way to exile, officials raped and killed a woman who was also exiled.The soldiers in charge of the escort found him strange, isolated him, and when he arrived at the place of exile, he was handed over to the local garrison general.The official was sentenced to death, and the black air entangled the general who was stationed at the border this time.

One day, a group of business travelers passed by here. Because a businessman adopted a vagrant on the way, the number of people did not match the number on the customs clearance document. There was a dispute between the two sides, and the leader ordered them all to be intercepted and killed.

Feng Nai withdrew his hand, Murong Li woke up and asked Feng Nai, "What is that?"

"Memories of Wraiths."

Murong Li vaguely remembered that there was an imprint on the customs clearance certificate, Yu Xiao had always loved the people like a child, and he would never let it go.

"What are you doing!" Zhi Ming and the others finally rushed out of the barrier together, ran to Murong Li, separated him from Feng Nai, turned back and pulled Murong Li's hand, opened the sleeve to check, and found that the originally white and slender hand From the fingertips to the forearm, it was a bloody mess, and the bones were already visible in two places: "Why do you..."

Murong Li shook his head, broke away from Zhi Ming's hand, and carefully pulled open the skirt of his shirt, the stab wound on his chest had disappeared.Zhi Ming tore off his underwear and bandaged the wound on his hand, speechless for a moment.

These resentful spirits scattered among the people caused a lot of trouble. Murong Li had heard from Feng Nai earlier that the resentful spirits would deepen the evil thoughts in people's hearts and make people do some very impulsive things. , He thought he understood, so he didn't ask for details, but he didn't expect that these resentful spirits could sneak in just because of a little anger, and let his father kill his son with his own hands.Tens of thousands of resentful spirits, how many innocent people have been killed in the past month or so.

"Master, can the sacrifice continue?"

On the one hand, there are thousands of innocent people in Li, and on the other hand, there is a sincere attachment to him, and he is the lord of a country and a close friend of Zhi Ming.

Feng Hui saw Murong Li's struggle, and sighed, "My lord, even if we stop now, the Zhiming lord will not be saved."

"What did you say?"

"Master..." Feng Hui pointed to the star inscription in Murong Li's hand and said, "The star inscription has been destroyed."

Murong Li's mind went blank, he pulled out the star inscription, and saw a crack on the blade almost across the entire blade.Looking around in a daze, the boy who was very similar to Zhi Ming had disappeared at some point.

"Ah! Lord Zhiming!" The priest who followed Murong Li suddenly screamed.

Murong Li turned his head and found that Zhi Ming who was by his side had disappeared.