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Chapter 120 The murderer, Jiang Liya! (seeking subscription)

"Can't you do it? You really don't really want to kill me, what do you say to enlighten the world, and give up all fate!"

"You are like this, how should I deal with myself!"

On the bank of Hannan Lake, the bright moon hangs in the sky, like a precious mirror floating on the water, and the bleak wind carries a ray of spring. After a long journey from the border of Dazhou, it finally arrived at the depths of Mangyuan.

Tuoba Canghai was wearing heavy armor, and he heard the roar of war horses and the whispers of soldiers in his dreams, but his thoughts had already drifted to Shengjing City, thousands of miles away.

The corpse is dissected twice, and the fate is destined to live three times.

All mortal fates can be discarded, but only that beautiful image still lingers in my heart, unforgettable for three lifetimes.

"What kind of shit is walking in the way of heaven, and you are too forgetful. You want to enlighten the world and break the shackles of the Kyushu, but I just don't want to make you Ruyi. The Great Zhou Dynasty will surely collapse in my hands, and no one can stop it.

"The time of ten thousand years is approaching, the wheel will open, the survivors of the Seven Kingdoms and the imperial veins of the three dynasties are about to move, the heavenly clan is looming, the demons are dancing, and all laws and regulations will be subverted.

"The Kyushu heavy weapon is the secret key to open the wheel. Anyone who controls it can get a share in this great upheaval. Everyone wants to obtain eternal opportunities and risk their lives to get them, but I only want you!"

Tuoba Canghai raised his head and laughed, joking, absurd, self-pity, and crazy laughter, breaking through the fog in the sky.

A heron flutters its wings and flies across the cold moon, creating two shadows in the sky and the earth.

……

"Wang, Jiang Li, that old pig and dog are about to run away. She discovered so many secrets about you. Your father knows that and will never keep you. Even if you are his demon, there will be no exception!"

In the open space deep in the mountains, three clay-bodied Buddha statues fell to the ground with their heads up, causing dust and smoke to fill the air. The big black dog barked anxiously as he looked at Yan Momo, whose body had been smashed to pieces in half.

In the battle of Wukong Temple, Jiang Li showed too much background, not to mention the hurricane, soul-receiving and other supernatural powers that even the big black dog can't figure out, it's just Jiang Li's amazing speed and super strength of the three cultivators of Wu, Qi and Tao , has surpassed all the people in this world.

Only the ancient emperors who lived in the ancient times and the early middle ages could possibly rival Jiang Li.

But in those eras, the aura of heaven and earth was full of aura, and it was by no means comparable to the barren era of modern and ancient times.

Such characters, martial saints, ghost immortals, human immortals, and thunder robbers, are just small passes on the road of practice.

Even if he cannot prove immortality, he is at least at the level of a great emperor.

Even in the Middle Ages, which spanned hundreds of thousands of years, only five great emperors were born.

In the ancient times, there is not even one!
Jiang Shirong worked so hard to prove that even a human being is immortal, racking his brains and scheming.

If he knew Jiang Li's potential, how could he sit still and wait for death!
"I just want Jiang Shirong to know that Jiang Liye is the one who killed the He Lou clan!"

Under the starry sky, Jiang Li slowly opened his eyes, spread his palms, and a picture scroll appeared out of thin air amidst the twinkling stars.

The scroll unfolded, and seven black spikes floated up.

"I smell a weird smell!"

The big black dog swished and hid far away, with a panicked expression, but he didn't know why.

Concentrate the knife with true energy, chop off the surrounding weeds, and create two straw figures.

The picture scroll was pitch black and chaotic, as if it contained a world, but four light spots flickered, flew out and turned into four oil lamps.

One floats above the straw man's head, and the other is located at the grass man's feet.

Jiang Li took out a piece of yellow paper from his bosom, on which was recorded the name and date of birth of the great lady He Loushi, and pasted it on one of the grass figurines.

This kind of information is a secret to the aristocratic family, and it will never be revealed to others easily, and they are afraid of being known by outsiders, and used for secret spells of sorcery and Taoism.

The He Lou family was born in a southern family, a millennium rich family, especially so.

However, the royal court canonize the wife of the imperial court, but it is necessary to verify and record them in detail.

Jiang Li was there when Emperor Jing ordered the palm seal eunuch to retrieve He Lou's imperial wife's seal, so I remember it.

The spirit-binding rope flew back, bringing the aura of Yan Momo's ghost, which attached to another straw man.

"What is Jiang Li going to do?"

Zhao Tiehe approached the big black dog and asked quietly.

"I don't know, but the picture scroll and the seven long nails gave me a very terrifying feeling, my soul trembled, and I didn't dare to rise up at all!"

The big black dog shook his head and took a few steps back.

"Mother Yan, let's try it on you first!"

Jiang Li grabbed a black spike and walked up to the straw man, a drill-like idea appeared in the palm of his hand and sank into the spike.

Jiang Li held the nail and stabbed Yan Momo's straw man fiercely. The long nail pierced the straw man's chest, and bright red blood splashed out with a puff.

"Wang Fuck, this is the god's nailing method? It's too early to live. This kind of magic was exterminated by Emperor Shun as early as the Middle Ages. How could it be passed down to this day!"

The big black dog was so frightened that its tail was clamped between its hind legs, its neck shrunk, and its face turned black with fright!

……

"Kill Jiang Li, kill Jiang Li, kill you, kill you!"

The night is deep, the cold moon hangs in the sky, and there is no cloud in the sky.

The moonlight shone down on the entire Shengjing Imperial City, but it was the only one that couldn't enter the Qiluan Pavilion.

Huge torches and oil lamps illuminated the entire Zhenwuhou Mansion as if it were daytime, but inside the huge Qiluan Pavilion was a lifeless, lonely and dim scene.

The stewards, house servants and maids extinguished the lights early on, and hid in their rooms, not daring to go out easily, for fear of being an eyesore and angering the eldest lady.

In the past few days, the number of domestic slaves and maidservants beaten to death for no reason is almost thirty.

In the courtyard in front of Da Furen's Buddha Hall, the blood stains on the stone slabs are increasing day by day.

puff, puff

Accompanied by Da Furen's curses full of resentment and jealousy, even more strange voices continued to sound.

In the Buddhist hall of Qiluanxuan, He Lou's eyes were blood red, and he knelt in front of the Buddha statue, praying continuously. The dry and broken grass on the ground can be seen everywhere, covering a thick layer.

With one hand, He Loushi held down a small figure in a Confucian robe made of hay, and with the other hand he raised a long awl, and dropped it hard, puff puff puff, the pricked straw figurine was flying with broken grass.

After a while, the straw man was pierced to pieces.

"Press Jiang Li up to me!"

He Loushi screamed loudly, and threw the broken straw figure in his hand to the ground.

"Ma'am, take a rest, you will be exhausted if you continue like this!"

Seeing this, the maidservant Xueliu couldn't help comforting her in a low voice. In the past few days, the madam stabbed eight hundred straw figures, if not one thousand, and her palms were all bloody.

"You son of a bitch, why do you feel sorry for Jiang Li? In the past few days, I saw that you looked at Jiang Li wrongly, seeing that I lost power, and wanted to sell my appearance to hook up with that bastard?"

The eldest lady He Loushi laughed grimly, grabbed Xueliu's hair, pulled it over, pressed it to the ground, dropped the long awl in her hand, pierced the maidservant's body one by one, and after a while, the oozing The blood stained most of his clothes red.

"Madam, please spare me, don't, don't, I don't have it, I don't have it!"

Xueliu screamed in pain, begged for mercy, and struggled desperately, but Da Furen's palms were like cast iron, containing a thousand catties of strength, and she couldn't break free at all.

The shrill screams and the splashing of blood seemed to arouse the joy in He Loushi's heart, her face became more ferocious and crazy, and the long awl that pierced it became more ferocious.

Xueliu's cry became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

"Useless idiot, dead so soon!"

He Loushi yelled and cursed, but his hands were still tied.

"Mother, father doesn't want to deal with Jiang Li. I will write a letter and send it to the south, begging my grandfather to take action. Before Jiang Li grows up, he must be killed, otherwise the future Marquis Mansion will have no foothold for us." In this land, the eldest brother and the second brother will not be able to inherit the father's mantle!"

Standing aside, Jiang Xuanlin watched Xueliu being tied into a hornet's nest by the He Lou family. The delicate body and face that he had kissed and bumped more than once were already bloody and bloody, which made him frown slightly, disgusted and nauseated.

"I have already asked Yan Momo to go to Wukong Temple. Master Xuanzhen was arranged by my father outside Shengjing City to solve all kinds of troubles for me. If he takes action, maybe he can kill that little bastard Jiang Li!"

He Loushi wiped the blood spattered on his face, and the corner of his mouth raised a cruel arc.

"Jiang Li's mother, Jiang Xuanxin's mother, and several ignorant concubines were all killed by Master Xuanzhen. Xuanlin, remember that even though those crooked methods come from wrong sources and have many hidden dangers, they can still be used. .

"Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details, let alone be bound by benevolence, righteousness and morality. All benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust are tools used to restrain and regulate ordinary people, not us who are born to be in power.

"As long as you don't get discovered, any conspiracy can be used. Just learn from your father. When you can have [-]% of his popularity, it will be enough to control one party and achieve a great cause!"

He Lou said grimly.

"He Loushi, what are you talking nonsense, as the mistress, this is how you educate your children!"

Jiang Xuanlin was slightly startled, he was about to say something, but there was a majestic and decent shout from outside the door, and then the door opened, and a tall and burly figure who looked like a god and demon walked in.

Jiang Shirong had his hands behind his back, and the purple gold crown on his head shone under the cold moon, shining with a majestic, noble and dignified aura, like a round of purple sun sweeping away the gloomy and gloomy aura of Qiluanxuan.

"Father!"

Jiang Xuanlin's heart trembled, and he quickly fell to his knees.

"Mistress? Am I still the mistress of the Hou Mansion!"

He Loushi let out a miserable laugh, got up and knelt down at Jiang Shirong's feet, a seductive smile appeared on his blood-stained face: "Did Hou Ye come to see the sinful concubine to make fun of? Just an outer disciple, if my father didn't value you and cultivated you vigorously, would you have the glory you have today? Now that the concubine is useless, you want to abandon me like that bitch of Tianzhu?"

"Zhirou, what are you talking about? We grew up together since we were young. The friendship is unmatched by anyone. Now it's just an expedient measure. Jiang Lizheng is receiving the favor of the Holy One. Please let me be wronged for a few days. Wei's temperament is weak. , and no heirs, how can he control the Marquis Mansion!"

Jiang Shirong shook his head. He glanced at the corpse on the ground, frowned and said, "If it spreads out, what's the face of you and me, and the Hou's house? Lin'er, tell someone to come in and clean it up." !"

"Yes, Father!"

Jiang Xuanlin stood up quickly, and ran out of the hall in a hurry, but before he crossed the threshold, a strange wind blew into the Buddhist hall and passed through Jiang Xuanlin's body.

Under the miserable moonlight, a ferocious ghost with disheveled hair and wrinkled face condensed into shape, and fell to the ground with a plop. The soul body was weak and transparent, and covered with countless cracks, which might break apart at any time.

"Miss, miss!"

Yan Momo congealed her soul, her voice was ghastly, like howling ghosts and wolves, "Wukong Temple is gone, that bastard Jiang Li is amazing, Jiang Xinyu was all killed by him... Ah, Lord Hou!"

Yan Momo's soul was seriously damaged, and she dragged her breath back to the Marquis' Mansion. She was already on the verge of collapsing, weak and collapsed. She opened her mouth and yelled. Halfway through her words, she saw the figure of Marquis Zhenwu also in the Buddhist hall. Can't help but stagnate.

"You went to Wukong Temple again!"

Jiang Shirong's eyes were condensed, and he looked towards Yan Momo, just one glance almost completely dissipated the ghost who was on the verge of being broken.

"what"

Yan Momo screamed, and her soul and body scattered uncontrollably, but was suppressed by a strange force on the spot, collapsed and did not disperse.

"Hou Ye's spiritual will is so strong that his blood energy is also condensed in his body and no longer leaks out. Could it be that he has reached that state!"

Yan Momo was shocked.

At this moment, she is out of her shell and seriously damaged. If she touches the blood of a martial artist, she will definitely be wiped out, let alone stand in front of a peak martial artist.

The ghost of the day tour realm in its heyday will collapse in an instant when faced with the blood of the peak martial saint.

But she was so close to Jiang Shirong, and Yin Hun didn't have the slightest pressure.

If it wasn't for Zhenwu Hou Jiang Shirong's blood being dry, there would be only one explanation.

Body without leaks.

The Realm of Immortals!

"Lord Hou, I..."

Under the accumulative prestige, Yan Nanny was shaking like a sieve, her mind suddenly went blank, and she didn't know how to speak.

"Master Hou, you are already a human immortal!"

He Lou's face was full of surprise.

"No, I just touched that threshold and took another step. The physical body is already extremely close, but it is only the last bit of mental barrier!"

Jiang Shirong waved his hand, looked at Yan Momo and said, "What do you think happened to Jiang Li?"

"Jiang Li!"

Yan Momo was stunned, all the bits and pieces about Jiang Li appeared in her blank mind, and the vicious expression reappeared on her face, and she uttered a ferocious voice.

"Master Hou, Jiang Li...ah!"

Just as Yan Momo opened her mouth, the air around her suddenly condensed, and an extremely dangerous and strange aura came across hundreds of miles.

In the space outside the Buddhist hall, the shadows were distorted, and a phantom black spike passed through the space and arrived in an instant.

With a whoosh, it pierced through Yan Momo.

The ghost, which had been suppressed by Zhenwuhou Jiang Shirong's fist and will, let out a shrill and ear-piercing scream, and exploded with a bang, completely dissipating.

"What kind of power is this, it's so weird, it treats my fist and will as nothing!"

Jiang Shirong frowned, with a look of surprise on his face.

Even he couldn't control and stop this sudden change.

"Master Hou, what happened, where is Yan Momo?"

He Loushi suddenly panicked, as if he had sensed something somewhere.

It seems to be surrounded by an invisible force, placed in the palm of the hand, and there is a feeling of involuntary control.

"It must be Jiang Li, it must be because of Jiang Li, Lord Hou, Jiang Li can't stay!"

He Loushi was inexplicably terrified, and suddenly shouted, wanting to rush to Marquis Wu, it seemed that only by falling into this embrace could he feel peaceful and safe.

She ran forward, just as she stepped forward, the atmosphere around her suddenly changed, and a phantom of a black spike suddenly appeared, piercing her thigh with a whoosh.

The phantom is invisible and not a real entity, but piercing through He Loushi's thigh, it penetrated directly with a puff.

Blood splattered with minced meat and bones, scattered all over the ground, and stained the weeds.

He Loushi screamed and fell to the ground with a plop. The severe pain made her hunched and shrank into a ball.

"Mother!"

Jiang Xuanlin was shocked when he saw this, and rushed forward to support He Loushi, but at this moment, the second black phantom passed through the void and came one after another.

"Ah, my lord!"

He Loushi screamed loudly, both legs were pierced by spikes, blood flowed all over the floor, and his bones and flesh were shattered.

"Zhirou!"

Jiang Shirong came striding forward, bursting into the sky with an overwhelming momentum, the roof of the entire Buddhist hall couldn't bear the pressure, it shattered with a bang, and the wood, stone, and tiles turned into powder and fluttered.

There is also the spirit of boxing like the essence, dominating the world, sealing a space world.

"puff"

But the third black phantom still arrived as expected, although it was shrouded in a substantial fist spirit, as if trapped in the swamp sand, it still moved forward.

"Master Hou!"

He Loushi raised his arm helplessly, trying to grab Jiang Shirong's clothes corner, but was directly blasted half of his forearm by the black spike.

"Mother!"

Jiang Xuanlin's eyelids were about to burst, he watched He Loushi's arm explode in front of his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "Father, save mother!"

"What kind of sorcery is this!"

Jiang Shirong's eyes were deep, and he was silent, his fist spirit had already enveloped this space.

But the black phantom spikes can travel through space and directly appear on He Loushi's body. Although he can detect it, it is difficult to stop it.

The strange power emanating from each black spike is above the level of ghosts and immortals.

He is not yet a fairy, although he can resist and destroy this kind of power, but it is extremely difficult to stop it.

"Puffy"

Three more black spikes appeared, only a tiny bit away from He Loushi. Before Jiang Shirong's fist struck, the spikes had already pierced through He Loushi's body.

Legs, arms, shoulders, abdomen.

He Loushi was held tightly in Jiang Xuanlin's arms, but his body was already in pieces.

"Master Hou, save me, save me!"

He Loushi's voice was like a mosquito's fly, he twitched mournfully, his whole body was disabled, his vitality had already withered, only the last bit of strength remained.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao, who has the guts to hurt others but has no guts to show up, but if you have a grudge, you can come to me directly. Why did you hurt my wife?"

Jiang Shirong was on the verge of rage.

As the number one martial artist in the world, he watched helplessly as his first wife was cast a spell and tortured to death face to face.

This is the greatest humiliation for him.

The sky was boiling with anger, and the thunder rumbled, shaking the entire Shengjing.

"Pong"

The seventh black spike reappeared, directly crushing He Loushi's head, blood sprayed on the wall, and ten big bloody characters suddenly appeared.

"Avenge your mother, the murderer, Jiang Liye!"

……

The shrill and wailing screams came to an abrupt end with the shattering of He Loushi's head.

"Mom"

Jiang Xuanlin screamed, his legs kicked wildly, and he kept crawling backwards on the ground. His face was pale, his biological mother was tortured and killed face to face, and his spirit almost collapsed.

"Little beast!"

Jiang Shirong stared intently at the ten large characters on the wall, and in his long and narrow eyes, a killing array of swords, axes and halberds emerged, full of murderous aura and irreversible.

He glanced at the remnant on the ground, strode out, walked into the shadows and disappeared, leaving only Jiang Xuanlin with a pale face, dazed.

……

There was blood pouring from the straw man.

Seven black spikes were inserted into the straw man's legs, arms, shoulders, chest and abdomen, and head.

The weeds were bundled together to form a straw man, but there was real blood dripping. Such a weird scene, even the big black dog who has been a demon for many years, is also extremely puzzled.

Huyangu led the cavalrymen to kneel around them. Although they didn't know what kind of magic Jiang Li had used, they didn't feel any weird and frightening psychological feeling about the scene in front of them.

Xiong Xuan serves the master and is loyal.

They are born killers, born only for killing and conquering, willing to be the sharpest knife and the most invincible arrow of their masters.

The more mysterious and powerful the master is, the more they will serve faithfully and contribute everything.

After being in exile for a hundred years, there is only one dream in Xiong's heart, to bring back the title of the strongest cavalry in Kyushu to the world.

"It seems that there is nothing special!"

Zhao Tiehe looked ignorant, he didn't understand where the big black dog was afraid, but looked very curiously at the hundreds of cavalrymen beside Jiang Li.

After more than a month of training in the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion, Zhao Tiehe has seen countless elite soldiers and generals, but it is also rare for a sergeant to have the chilling aura of these mysterious cavalry.

If it is placed in the Great Zhou Cavalry Army, it is definitely the top category.

It is difficult for Zhao Tiehe to describe the aura exuded by these cavalrymen. He only knows that even Huangfu Mu Chuan's elite soldiers cannot compare with these cavalrymen in terms of aura.

"Jiang Li, you little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Just as Zhao Tiehe was secretly looking at the cavalry, a straw man suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Shocked, Zhao Tiehe quickly turned around to look, and saw a faint phantom of a middle-aged beautiful woman with disheveled hair emerging from the blood-drenched straw man.

"Wang, isn't this the evil method of nailing people? You destroyed her body, how can you capture her soul back!" The big black dog screamed.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid you won't have this chance in this life, and you won't have an afterlife!"

Jiang Li moved in his heart, and seven spikes flew out of the straw man.

The ghost of He Loushi, who had lost the long nails, yelled fiercely and rushed towards him with claws and teeth, but in the next moment, the Seven Arrows book floating aside shimmered, and directly took He Loushi's ghost into it.

The eldest lady murdered her mother and tortured and suppressed him for more than ten years. Naturally, Jiang Li would not just kill her.

When everything is over, he will personally take He Lou's soul to worship his mother.

"Xiao Xun obeys orders, disperses and hides, and does not show up without my order!"

Jiang Li put away the Seven Arrows scroll and ordered softly.

"promise!"

Huyangu nodded, and told the surrounding clansmen to get on their horses, and turned into a black cloud and swept away, disappearing in an instant.

"Brother Zhao, you and I are parting for the time being, don't tell anyone what happened today!"

Jiang Li waved at the big black dog, "Da Hei, escort Zhao Tiehe into the city after five days."

"Wang, Jiang Li, you killed He Lou, but you want to leave Shengjing?"

The big black dog walked around Jiang Li, a little worried: "Although you have many methods, if Jiang Shirong wants to catch you, it will be too easy!"

"Why should I leave?"

Jiang Li smiled faintly: "There is no need for Jiang Shirong to come to me, I will go to meet him in person, and confirm the last doubt in my mind!"

(End of this chapter)