All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 395
Yuan Tingshan had a ferocious face, running wildly in the mountains and forests.

Can't die here.

Lao Tzu wants to climb to a place above ten thousand people.

There is Wang Xianzhi, the second most powerful person in the world, Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god, and Cao Changqing, the invincible official.There are also countless cheats, magical weapons, and a person with a high level of vision waiting for him to trample on a peerless beauty.How could he be willing to die in such a beautiful world.

Even on the way to escape, Yuan Tingshan's mind was still meticulous, he covered his body with dead leaves and mud to cover up his anger.

At the same time, he couldn't help but recall "Murong Tonghuang"'s three shots.

The first time he killed two followers, the second time he waved his sleeves to kill all the remaining followers, and the third time he grabbed Murong Qingsong's heart.

These three shots were all calm and breezy, with no trace to be found.

The previous estimate was wrong, this is at least the second-rank junior grandmaster, and may even be stronger.

"Damn Emperor Murong Tong, after I have achieved great martial arts, I must take revenge. First, I will fuck that woman named Murong Wuzhu hard in front of him, and then I will skin him and tell him that life is worse than death." Yuan Ting Shan cursed and vented the resentment in his heart.

His resentment was not only towards Yu Liancheng, but also towards his own family background.

Those children who were born in the martial arts family, who the hell didn't they were pushed by the masters of the clan when they were four or five years old or even in their infancy, laying a deep foundation, getting twice the result with half the effort, and choosing the best skills at will.

But he was born in the bottom class, he was born with no one to rely on, for more than ten years, in order to practice martial arts, for a secret book of swordsmanship, it is only common for him to pretend that his grandson is a dog, and he has risked his life time and time again in pursuit of wealth.

If he was a child of an aristocratic family, he was confident that his strength was beyond his current strength, then the one who should flee like a wild dog would be Murong Tonghuang and Murong Wuzhu.

"You run really fast. Are you a dog? No, you are a mad dog."

A cold and playful voice sounded, and a figure in black clothes appeared three feet away from Yuan Tingshan, with a playful smile on his handsome face, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Fuck, go to hell!!"

Yuan Tingshan paused, and then a ferocious look appeared on his face, and his energy exploded.As he flitted wildly, the spear in his hand was pulled out suddenly, and the blade cut out a semicircle of brilliance, and the murderous aura rushed towards Yu Liancheng as if it were real.

He is a ruthless swordsman who kills blood in the market. He not only cherishes his life, but also dares to go all out. He is not only good at stalking, but also can burst out the strongest killing move in an instant.

Then, Yuan Tingshan's ultimate move suddenly condensed three feet away from Yulian City.The light of the knife shattered, and the blade was clamped by two fingers.With a bend of the slender fingers, the hundred-refined long knife turned into countless fragments and shot out.

Yuan Tingshan used his arm to block the splinters that shot towards his chest. Regardless of the pain, he turned around and was about to run away, but one hand was already on his shoulder.

A wave of invisible and qualityless zhenqi violently rushed into Yuan Tingshan's body along the palm of his hand, dissipating all the qi, making him limp and powerless, as if he had no bones.If it wasn't for being held by that hand, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to stand firmly.

"A mad dog bites people casually, but it will turn into a dead dog."

Yu Liancheng's other index finger touched Yuan Tingshan's forehead, the nails were as sharp as knives, leaving behind a trail of blood.

"Stop, you... what are you going to do?" Yuan Tingshan felt the pain on his forehead, and then looked at the handsome face in front of him, the fear in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and burst out like a mountain torrent.

Yu Liancheng showed a chilling smile: "I am a fair person. If you want to fuck my stupid sister and skin my cramps, of course I will return them one by one. Unfortunately, with your appearance, even if you have a sister , I will suffer a lot too."

The fingernails were cut off suddenly, blood gushed out wildly, and the screams echoed in the forest: "I haven't peeled the skin yet, is that how I did it?"

……

Not long after, Yu Liancheng's hands were covered with blood, and there was still a vague human figure lying on the ground, moaning and screaming.

"You guy, I asked you if you picked it up like this, but you didn't say anything."

Yu Liancheng's smile became more and more bewitching, like a legendary monster.

But he was startled suddenly again, his brows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't help but look at the blood on his hands: "What's wrong with me... Could it be the influence of the evil emperor relic?"

Although he used to have revenge for revenge and kindness for kindness, he also carried a bit of a master's demeanor and had his own mind.

There are not a few people who offended him and were let off by him.

And such minions as Yuan Tingshan would run away if they escaped, and even if they wanted to chase him down, they would just give him a slap.

But now, there seems to be a hostile spirit in his chest, and his methods are becoming more and more cruel, and he will get revenge.

Yu Liancheng walked to a stream, and reflected in the water was the figure of a young man with blood-stained hands, his lips were pursed, his brows were full of murderous intent, his handsome face was like a bloodthirsty and cruel monster.

"It seems that the evil nature in the evil emperor's relic has indeed had a deep influence on me."

Yu Liancheng frowned and thought, although the evil emperor's relic has been refined once by him, and the energy contained in it has become more refined, but it is ultimately formed by the gathering of the life sources of the evil emperors of the past generations.

Moreover, his previous Su Hui hadn't been activated, and his spirit was weak, so his mind was infected, his temperament became a little extreme, he must retaliate, he was bloodthirsty and cruel, and he suppressed it intentionally or unintentionally over the years.

And with the great achievement of martial arts, he boasted that he could rule the world, and he had no scruples, and his hostility immediately broke out.

"Phew, restrain yourself more or less in the future, and maintain the demeanor of a master. It's not good to go crazy."

Yu Liancheng popped out a finger wind, ending Yuan Tingshan's life.Immediately, pointing to the toes, it drifted towards Guniu Gang in Huishan Mountain.

Convergence is a must.

There is still a need for a master demeanor.

But the revenge that should be reported cannot be vague at all.

……

Jianzhou is divided into two by the Shejiang River. There are dragons and tigers in Jiangxi, and Xuanyuan in Jiangdong.

Jiangdong Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism, so it goes without saying.

Although Jiangdong Xuanyuan is not a Taoist school, it occupies more than half of Huishan Mountain, so there is Tianmu Yincen who owns the sixth blessed place in Dongtian blessed land, and the scenery is infinitely beautiful.

In particular, Guniu Dagang, the main peak, is purely a huge bluestone, resembling a green bull lying on top of the sky.

At the foot of the mountain is Liudie Sisters Waterfall. Every summer, thousands of carp jump up against the current, which is a spectacular sight.

Because of the saying that Tandi imprisoned a dragon king, it is also called Longmen or Tianmen.

Sword God Li Chungang once made six waterfalls go upstream with one sword, and collapsed the gate of Xuanyuan Mansion built on Guniu Dagang.

Today is the birthday of the old Patriarch of Xuanyuan.

The whole Huishan is much more lively than in the past, and the flow of people is surging.

A young man in black floated over, with a smile on his lips, and muttered to himself: "Happy and white things are done together, no conflict, no conflict."

(End of this chapter)