square inch kill

Chapter 142 Love!

"cough!"

Struggling to sit up from the ground, Wang Xiaoxue suddenly coughed out a mouthful of painstaking effort, but a complex look suddenly appeared on her face, a bit annoyed, but also a little bit melancholy and shy.

Although she is sinking in the sea of ​​desire, she is also not ignorant of the situation that Fang Cun hugged her.In fact, for her, that horizontal hug was the most terrifying stimulus.She was already deeply in the sea of ​​desire and couldn't control herself. When her body came into contact with Fang Cun again, the desire hit her a hundred times in an instant, but it shattered all her defenses in the illusion. Evil.

Although it was just an illusion and had nothing to do with reality, the momentary joy left an indelible mark on her heart.Fang Cun's shadow also broke into Wang Xiaoxue's heart, lingering.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoxue didn't even know whether to hate Fangcun or be grateful for Fangcun.

If Fang Cun did not save her, perhaps she would not be able to escape from the sea of ​​desire at all, and would eventually become a dead bone.However, saving her now has made her lose her mind, and, when she encounters Fang Cun again in the future, the scene in the sea of ​​desire will become a lingering death spot.

"There are thousands of knots in the heart, and love is the most difficult to solve." Shaking her head with a wry smile, Wang Xiaoxue got up gently, looked up and looked ahead, but she couldn't help being a little crazy for a while.

From the beginning of her practice in the Killer League, she has learned to be unfeeling and unrepentant, and she never thought that she would be tired of love sometimes.

"Fang Cun, if I can't kill you..." Biting her lips angrily, Wang Xiaoxue paused lightly on her feet, and in the blink of an eye, she also moved forward quickly, "Then I will definitely rely on you, anyway, you Don’t pretend like nothing happened.”

.........

The blood-colored long sword exudes a strange color, and it is simply inserted on the pile of nine skulls, as if you can easily get this blood-colored long sword with just one hand.

However, just beside this seemingly harmless pile of skulls, more than ten people have already fallen down, all of them died horribly, festered and bleeding profusely.

Beside the pile of skeletons, a monk in plain yellow cassock was sitting cross-legged on the spot, with rosary beads in his hands, chanting words in his mouth. His body was shrouded in a faint golden halo, and he vaguely confronted the pile of skeletons, but he couldn't take another step forward after all. .

Silently stopped at the periphery, Fang Cun's brows could not help but slightly frowned.

With his eyes, he can see the extraordinaryness of this place. It is not an exaggeration to say that the pile of skulls on the ground is like the entrance of Jiuyou Hell, with death energy gushing out continuously. If you don't get close, you will be hit by death energy Corrosion, cutting off all vitality in the body.

Not to mention those ordinary mysterious steps, even if they are square inches, they don't dare to get too close, at least until they find an effective way, they don't dare to approach rashly.

But the monk had already sat under the skull platform, obviously resisting the death energy with the power of the supreme mysterious skill, with such means and courage, even compared to Young Master Xihua, he was determined not to give way.

Wei Wei hesitated, but Fang Cun finally stayed.

If it was something else, maybe he could avoid it first, there was no need to start a conflict with this weird monk, but, the blood-colored long sword on the pile of skeletons was recognizable, it was the Seven Killing Sword!
The key to the inheritor of the Seven Kills Sword Code is that even though he knows that there is a problem with the Seven Kills Sword Code, the person who tied the bell is still needed to untie the bell. Kill the sword and start.

What's more, with a square-inch temperament, he is not willing to be calculated by others at all, and just accepts his fate, even if it is a strong man who kills the common people, so what?Since he was involved and almost killed himself, there was no reason why he didn't want to take revenge.

"Being reborn without thoughts, all directions are blissful!"

In an instant, a round of golden sun suddenly burst out from the monk's body, and the aura of great compassion leaked out silently, and quickly eroded towards the pile of skeletons, but he wanted to directly transform the resentful skeletons with the supreme Buddhist Dharma.

Seeing this, Fang Cun suddenly sneered in his heart. Although judging from the current situation, it seems that the monk has a slight advantage and is very likely to complete the transition, but Fang Cun knows that such a method will never be successful.

At the beginning, Slaughter common people left the trap of the Seven Killing Sword Code in order to guide people to move closer to his path step by step. To be able to obtain the inheritance of the Seven Killing Sword, naturally, they must also be aware of the existence of the killing intent.No matter what game he left behind, what kind of test, it must make people move closer to this direction.

No matter how advanced this monk's Dharma is ten times, it is impossible to forcibly break the test left by killing the common people in this way to obtain the Seven Killing Sword.

"Shout!"

As if to confirm Fang Cun's conjecture, at the moment when the golden sun on the monk's body was about to press into the pile of skeletons, a ghostly green phantom suddenly jumped out of the pile of skeletons, making a gloomy roar, and suddenly Hitting that round of golden days.

"Boom!" With a sound, Jinri exploded in an instant, and the monk couldn't help but groaned, and retreated more than ten meters in an instant. Only then did Zhan Zhan stand firm again, but a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

After accumulating strength for a long time, he thought he would be able to destroy the pile of skeletons with one blow, but he didn't expect that his success would still fall short. A trace of bitterness flashed in the monk's eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Gao proclaimed the Buddha's name, hesitated for a while, and finally retreated to the periphery, no longer competing with the pile of skeletons.

"Everyone, there is a lot of mystery in this pile of skeletons, and the meaning of death is too heavy. From the point of view of this little monk, it is better not to get close."

"Haha, you monk, what are you kidding, you can't take it off yourself, but now you want to dissuade us, what's the point?" Hearing the monk's words, someone next to him immediately booed.

"It's not that the little monk is blocking you, it's just that there is a great mystery here. The breath of death is too strong, which is really harmful and not beneficial to you." Shaking his head slowly, the monk distinguished in a deep voice.

"Joke, where is this? Ancient killing domain, if the inheritance here has no breath of death, it would be a strange thing." The person who spoke just now retorted immediately, "On the contrary, you are obviously a fake and merciful monk, but If you want to come here to inherit the inheritance of the ancient Shayu, you are not afraid of your Buddha's blame?"

"This benefactor's words are wrong." Shaking his head slightly, the monk said softly, "I don't want to get the inheritance, I just use this place to temper the Buddha's heart! Besides, the little monk thinks that the inheritance of the ancient killing domain is not so good. It’s simple, and it’s likely to be a scam.”

"What a mess, dead monk, don't think that you can talk nonsense because you are strong. You are not the only one here. If we join hands, we can send you to see your Buddha in a blink of an eye."

Although these words are somewhat exaggerated, but if these people really join forces, they are not afraid that this monk is telling the truth.

Unlike these people, Fang Cun couldn't help feeling curious when he heard the monk's words. What the monk said vaguely matched his own guess, and it was definitely not a lie.If it is true as he said, he did not come to this ancient killing area for inheritance, but he is still a strange person.

"I don't know what to call the master?" Thoughts turned, Fang Cun took a step suddenly and asked softly.

"This benefactor is polite, little monk Huiyan." There was a trace of clarity in his eyes, and the monk immediately replied with a salute.

"Master Huiyan, in your opinion, what is the mystery in this ancient killing domain?"

"I don't know." Shaking his head honestly, Huiyan sighed, "Master once said that in the past, the evils of killing domains were too heavy, and the seven kings and emperors were not good. Do not spread rumors.”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a blood shadow suddenly flashing in the distance, rolling in with monstrous demonic flames.

In an instant, Huiyan's expression couldn't help but suddenly changed, and he stared fixedly at the blood shadow that rushed over suddenly.

Although he still couldn't see the opponent's appearance clearly, the monstrous magic flame gave Fang Cun a very strong sense of oppression.

"Fang Xin!"

All of a sudden, there was a thunder-like roar from the sky, and the terrifying magic flames suddenly hit Fangcun.

It wasn't until this moment that Fang Cun finally saw the other person's face clearly, but in an instant, his complexion changed drastically, and a hint of horror appeared in his heart.

"Dragon Three?!"

After the confrontation with Liu Chuishui, Fang Cun fell into the ice eye, but he didn't know about Long San's infatuation. Now that he suddenly saw Long San's temperament changed drastically, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"kill!"

There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and Long San stretched out his hand to grab it, and the monstrous magic flame immediately turned into a black flame gun, with a breath of death, attacking Fangcun viciously.

boom!
The entire sky seemed to tremble with this shot, but the power of this shot was already close to the peak of the ground level. With one shot, the world changed!

"Amitabha!"

Shouting the Buddha's name, Huiyan waved the rosary in his hand, and a phantom of a big Buddha suddenly appeared on his body, slowly blocking the way in front of Fang Cun.

"Die to me!" There was a frenzy of murderous intent in his eyes, Long San's spear shook, and his castration remained undiminished, but he wanted to kill Hui Yan who was blocking the way.

"boom!"

The violent black flame gun suddenly fell and collided with the golden Buddha shadow, and the burst of air immediately forced everyone around out together.

"Be careful, everyone. This person has already sacrificed his soul, and he is forcibly possessed by demons. It is extremely dangerous." Huiyan's eyes showed a serious look, and he said slowly, "This benefactor has too much resentment. If he continues, he may be very dangerous." You will soon lose your mind and become a puppet who only knows how to kill, so why not calm down and let the little monk transform and let you go away with peace of mind."

It's a pity that at this time, Long San no longer has any consciousness, his heart is full of hatred for Fang Cun, he doesn't pay any attention to Hui Yan's words, he flicks his gun, and shoots at Fang Cun again!

Killing intent soars to the sky!
(End of this chapter)