The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 287 A murder caused by a farce

"Whose general is this? He is so brave! He is the young leader of the Money Gang. Don't offend him no matter who you offend in Jiangling City!"

"The Money Gang traverses the surrounding eighty states and thousands of miles of waterways. Who dares to step on their edge? He thinks his life is too long. This guy is finished. He is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger."

Around an inn, many people from the martial arts world stretched their necks and looked at the farce in front of them. Yes, a farce. No one thought that Shen Yuanliang could leave Jiangling City.

The money fell to the ground and the head was lost. In the eyes of everyone, the fledgling Shen Yuanliang was now a dead man, just like countless chivalrous heroes in the past!
A murder caused by a farce!
"Da da!"

Low footsteps rang in people's ears. At the corner, Jing Wuming, a tall and slender man in golden clothes with three scars on his face, walked over with a cold and expressionless face.

Gray, lifeless eyes, thin and long fingers with protruding bones, looking very powerful!
"Jing Wuming, is that you? Where's Shangguan Jinhong? Why didn't he come in person?"

Looking at Jing Wuming who was walking slowly towards him, Shangguan Feiteng stood up suddenly with a calm expression, his eyes full of resentment, like an evil ghost from hell.

Then he rushed forward regardless of anything, pointed at Jing Wuming, and said hysterically: "If there was no you in this world, I would live a better life."

"You not only took away my position, but also my father. Since you came, everything that originally belonged to me has suddenly become yours."

At this moment, Shangguan Fei was like a son who had "fallen out of favor", venting his anger and resentment!

"That's all your fault. You've never been as good as me!"

Glancing at the childlike Shangguan Fei, Jing Wuming said coldly without any emotion.

Jing Wuming was not surprised by the scene before him. In order to win favor, Shangguan Fei made enemies everywhere and caused trouble, but Shangguan Jinhong didn't even bother to look at him, which made him even more tyrannical.

Same today!
"Jing Wuming!"

Ignoring the "family ethics drama" of the Money Gang, Shen Yuanliang turned the jade ring in his hand and glanced at the thin, sharp sword without a hilt on the right side of his waist.

Jing Wuming is famous for his swordsmanship. His left-hand swordsmanship is mysterious and strange, and he specializes in taking unconventional approaches, making it hard to defend against. He is Shangguan Jinhong's top fighter.

He wanted to see it.

"Suicide? Or be killed by me, you choose one!"

His rough left hand rubbed the crude and simple long sword at his waist. Jing Wuming's expression was cold and stern, without any extra expression.

"hehe!"

Shen Yuanliang looked around, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said slowly: "What if I don't choose any of them?"

"Shh!"

A dazzling white light flashed, like a hidden arrow suddenly shot out from the dark forest, stabbing at Shen Yuanliang from a very tricky angle.

This is Jing Wuming. He doesn’t talk much in his daily life, and he has no joy or sorrow. He is like a robot. Every attack he makes is a killing move, and every move will result in blood.

"bass!"

Two jade-white fingers clamped the thin sword as if it were nothing, and the murderous intent that was spreading was instantly eliminated.

Seeing this, Jing Wuming's expression finally changed. He frowned and tried hard to draw out the sword. After a moment, he lay motionless, with beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down his forehead.

At this moment, Shen Yuanliang is like the unmoving Kunlun Mountain, the pillar of the sky, unshakable, even more so than Shangguan Jinhong!

"It's time for this farce to end!"

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang folded his fingers, and the long sword forged by the current top master, Master Gu, broke into two. With a clanging sound, the tip of the half sword penetrated the second floor floor and inserted diagonally into the bluestone slab in the first floor hall. "Puff!"

Jing Wuming's face turned pale, his throat felt sweet, and blood gushed out. Shangguan Fei beside him was also shaking like a sieve, no longer as calm as before, and extreme fear surged in his heart.

I thought that with Jing Wuming's help, he would be able to escape from danger as usual, but unexpectedly the opposite happened and he got into trouble today.

"Hahaha!"

Shangguan Fei howled to the sky, feeling extremely sad. His whole life had been a joke. Although he was the young leader of the Money Gang, his father did not love him and his fellow gang members looked down on him.

He was like a clown, constantly causing trouble and trying to attract Shangguan Jinhong's attention, but in the end she didn't even look at him.

"who are you?"

Jing Wuming, who was kneeling on the ground, stared at the stranger Shen Yuanliang with his dead gray eyes and asked with a little reluctance.

Even if he died today, he wanted to know at whose hands he died!
"I am Shen Yuanliang, the 'Yuan' that means a new beginning, and the 'Liang' that means a kind nature. You can rest in peace now!"

Shen Yuanliang said quietly, tapping the table with his slender fingers.

"Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang?"

When Jing Wuming suddenly heard this thunderous name, his pupils shrank violently, and then he smiled miserably: "It seems that my death is not unjust!"

If you can't eat the meat of Jiuding when you are alive, you should be cooked in Jiuding when you die! To die in the hands of Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang is a worthy death, and he was not buried! How magnificent!

"Boom!"

Shen Yuanliang snapped his fingers, and two golden flames fell on Shangguan Fei and Jing Wuming. Two torches were born, and the shrill wails pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks.

From head to toe, from clothes to flesh, bones, and internal organs, in a flash, two living people turned into ashes, leaving only a smear of black ash.

Anyone who dares to covet his woman will be punished with death!

“If you cut the weeds without removing the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows!”

Looking towards the west of the city, Shen Yuanliang's jade-like eyes flashed with coldness, and then he clenched his right fist: "Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist!"

At the same time, at the Jinqian Gang's headquarters, Shangguan Jinhong, who was sitting on the armchair, covered his chest with his hands. A palpitation spread through his heart, making him feel very depressed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Another burly man in yellow clothes and a bamboo hat rushed in and said sadly, "Boss, the young master is dead."

For a moment, the entire Jinqian Gang was silent and quiet. Everyone had not yet recovered from the sad news. Suddenly, a mountain-like fist shadow flashed above the Jinqian Gang, and endless water vapor filled the air.

The wind swept away everything under the fist of the Black Emperor and the Water Emperor. In September, snow fell in Jiangling City. In an instant, heavy snow fell, and endless icy air spread rapidly in the Jinqian Gang.

The extreme low temperature caused people's hearts to stop and their blood to freeze. From the gang leader Shangguan Jinhong to the ordinary gang members, everyone was powerless to resist and was killed by the icy air.

The clouds cleared and the sun came out. Under the golden sunlight, ice sculptures stood between heaven and earth, eerie and terrifying!
[Ding! You killed Shangguan Jinhong, wiped out four-fifths of the high-level and middle-level disciples of the Money Gang, the Money Gang is on the verge of destruction, and intercepted twenty golden lotuses of luck! ]

Listening to the mysterious voice coming from the dark, Shen Yuanliang stood with his hands behind his back, his obsidian eyes were very deep and calm.

While chatting and laughing, the masts, oars and sails were reduced to ashes. It would be great if there was a goose feather fan!
(End of this chapter)