Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

"...Ma Tou, what are you doing..."

Standing next to Minister Ernest's bed, Zhu Tian, ​​one of the four Rakshasa ghosts of the Imperial Fist Temple who was protecting the crazy Minister Ernest, looked dumbfounded at Metz, who was being beaten hard by the blindfolded Baimon.

Is this the kind of life Metz has been living since he defected?He was a little confused as to why Metz gave up being the executioner of Minister Ernest and went to hang out with Mo Yin.

"It's so noisy! I'm doing special training! Special training!"

Metz rolled his eyes at Zhu Tian and said angrily that Baimen was indeed blindfolded and wearing earplugs, but no matter how he attacked her, he failed, which was a huge blow to her.

"You are really getting better and better as you live. You can't even beat a blindfolded woman."

Zhu Tian shook his head sadly.

At this time, Minister Ernest was lying on the bed stupidly and giggling crazily. Under the constant torture of the Sword of Damocles, he finally got his wish and went crazy because he did not have the courage to seek death on his own initiative. , so I chose this way to survive.

"You can do it!"

Maze said unhappily.

"Then let me free you from the pain of this world, Imperial Fist Temple Hundred Split Fist!"

Zhu Tian quickly rushed to Baimeng, and then launched a storm of punches.

However, the more he fought, the more surprised he became, because even though he was blindfolded, Baimeng's wooden sword still hit every punch he threw. The moment he hit the first punch, Zhu Tian stepped back and stopped attacking.

His physical strength is very tough. Generally speaking, except for the weapons just made by Oliha, other weapons cannot hurt his tempered body.

But under the hundred blows just now, the wooden knife in Baimen's hand struck the same part of his fist. If he continued to hit him, he estimated that the bones in that part of his body would be broken, so he took the initiative to stop.

Regardless of the material of the wooden knife, Baimen could still accurately hit the same part of him with a long black belt blindfolded, which was terrifying.

"It turns out it's a master, but I'm blind."

Zhu Tian said in awe.

At first, he thought that Maze had become weak after joining Mo Yin, and had disgraced the four Rakshasa ghosts of the Imperial Fist Temple. However, after actually fighting against Baimen, he realized that it was not that Maze was weak, but that Baimon was too strong.

"Expert? I'm still far behind Master Moyin, but I can teach her more than enough."

Hearing Zhu Tian's admiration, Baimeng shook his head slightly.

Although Metz was a little angry after hearing what Baimon said, she had to admit that Baimon was indeed qualified to lecture her more than enough.

"In order for the apprentice to concentrate on his studies, he really needs to show his strength. Then I will defeat you. After all, it was Master Moyin who asked me to teach her."

Baimeng pointed the wooden knife at Zhu Tian. As one of Mo Yin's inheritors, she naturally planned to do what Mo Yin asked her to do.

"It's a great blessing to be able to play against a master like you in the end."

Zhu Tian said calmly. He knew that Baimeng was stronger than him when he fought against him before. He couldn't survive today, but if he could fight against a master before he died, he would die without regrets.

"bring it on."

In response to Zhu Tian's praise, Baimeng shook his wooden knife indifferently.

After receiving Baimeng's invitation, Zhu Tian rammed into Baimeng like a chariot.

"Too clunky and very stupid."

Bai Meng lightly jumped up and stepped onto Zhu Tian's huge bald head, and the wooden knife in his hand struck Zhu Tian's temple with a gust of wind.

Zhu Tian suddenly swayed and almost fell down. His temples were the weakest part of his skull. Even if he continued to exercise the strength of various parts of his body, there were some places that he couldn't exercise.

However, many years of combat experience allowed Zhu Tian to quickly stabilize his shaky figure, then shook his head vigorously to get rid of the dizziness, and then grabbed Baimen standing on his head with his big hands.

Unexpectedly, the catch was missed. Baimen had gracefully landed in front of him in advance, and then stabbed his heart six times with the wooden knife in his hand. Zhu Tian, ​​whose heart was constantly being attacked by overlapping attacks, covered his heart and retreated continuously. He took a few steps and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath and resting.

"You...are you really blindfolded? Why do you know my vital parts clearly?"

Zhu Tian asked confused.

"This is the secret of the power of fluctuation."

Baimeng replied calmly that as the inheritor of Mo Yin, she has been in seclusion in the underworld for so long. She has basically understood all the laws passed down to her by Mo Yin, and now she only uses the power of fluctuations and Cut flat.

"So...so strong. Zhu Tian was so beaten that he had no power to fight back..."

Metz looked at the one-sided battle situation in surprise. She originally thought that Baimen and Zhu Tian would be in a hard fight when they fought, but she didn't expect that the battle situation would directly fall into a one-sided battle.

"It's because he's too weak."

Baimen replied unceremoniously.

"Hahaha, indeed, it seems that my cultivation is not up to standard."

Faced with Baimeng's belittling, Zhu Tian did not get angry. Instead, he frankly accepted Baimeng's evaluation and continued to fight with Baimeng.

Half an hour later, Zhu Tian spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

There are no obvious scars on his body, which depends on his constantly exercising body, but his heart has been shattered into pieces by Baimeng's hundreds of stabs. Baimeng is fighting on the basis of dignity. Skill won him over.

Zhu Tian, ​​whose soul returned to the underworld, arrived in Nanli.

"From today on, you are one of the ghosts in the underworld. This is an order from Master Moyin. Do you have any objections?"

"Lord Moyin?"

"He is the Lord of the Underworld and created this place to accommodate and judge souls, and you have gained his favor. Do you have any objections?"

Nanli asked.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I could actually become a person in the underworld, okay! Leave this job to me, Zhu Tian!"

Since they were all dead, Zhu Tian simply accepted the new job assigned to him by Mo Yin.

"Next, it's time to collect the debt."

After Zhu Tian died, Leona looked expectantly at Minister Ernest who was lying on the bed and was already crazy.

She was secretly happy when she thought that Moyin would drag Minister Ernest back to consciousness after finally going crazy.

Chapter 17: This execution live broadcast is sponsored by the Abyss Blood Order

After Zhu Tian died, Metz was taken away by Baimeng to train. After all, she didn't really want to see her previous boss executed by the current boss. Mo Yin led a group of people to the bedside of Minister Ernest. .

"Ho ho ho, meat, eat meat."

Minister Ernest laughed hoarsely and wildly.

"I have to say, it's quite refreshing to see that evil minister looking like this. It would be great if everyone in the imperial capital could see this scene. Everyone would be relieved."

Chelsea spoke up.

"Can it actually be done?"

"Huh? Can this be done?"

Chelsea was stunned.

"of course."

Moyin snapped his fingers, and then a huge spatial projection appeared in the entire imperial capital, and the picture on it was exactly the crazy appearance of Minister Ernest.

Originally, people in the imperial capital were startled by the sudden appearance of heaven and earth, but when they took a closer look and discovered that the madman in the space projection was Minister Ernest, everyone burst into cheers.

"Hello viewers, this live execution is sponsored by the Abyss Blood Order. Please tune in next to watch the execution show about the greatest evil minister in the empire, Ernest. But before that, let us first introduce Ernest. The minister’s personality needs to be restored, otherwise his madness will greatly reduce the enjoyment of watching.”

"By the way, this live broadcast may be too bloody. It is not recommended for children and teenagers below to watch. It is recommended not to bring fruits and other food to avoid vomiting and other adverse reactions caused by discomfort during viewing."

Meryin made an opening statement and snapped his fingers, and Minister Ernest returned to his personality three days ago under the influence of time regression.

"Mo Yin!!! You...you...Zhu Tian!! Ji! Save me!"

Minister Ernest trembled when he saw Mo Yin's face, and he stammered and called two of his last guards, the four Rakshasa ghosts, to come and save him.

"It's a pity, Minister Ernest. Thorn has been incinerated by Metz, Zhu Tian has also been killed by my people and sent to the underworld. Now you are the only one left."

Mo Yin reminded with a smile.

Upon hearing that his two remaining men had been killed, Minister Ernest's face suddenly turned as bright as gold.

When people outside the imperial palace heard Mo Yin's advice, instead of sending their children home, they shouted loudly and called everyone in the house out.

This shows how much Minister Ernest is hated in the imperial capital.

"This, I am wronged! Everything was ordered by the young and ignorant emperor. I just...as a minister have to carry out the orders he issued."

Minister Ernest rolled his eyes, and then cried out.

"Are you such a loyal person?"

Mo Yin asked with a smile.

"I am! Why am I not? Otherwise, give me a chance to prove myself."

Minister Ernest said seriously.

"This matter is not decided by you, but by everyone in this imperial capital."

"Next, let us randomly select ten lucky spectators to come to Minister Ernest to execute the execution in person."

Moyin snapped his fingers, and ten spectators looking up at the sky were suddenly teleported to Minister Ernest's palace by the laws of space. These civilians themselves were confused because the sky suddenly turned into a strange ceiling. But when they found themselves in the palace of Minister Ernest, everyone suddenly cheered excitedly.

"Come on, everyone get a knife. You can chop anyone as you please. I'll be the one to kill him."

Moyin snapped his fingers, and a kitchen knife suddenly appeared in the hands of the ten spectators.

"Hey, Moyin, give me a spot too."

Leona asked expectantly.

"Okay, everyone, come on and vent the anger in your hearts."

After Mo Yin gave Leona an extra kitchen knife, he saw everyone holding the kitchen knives tightly, so he pushed everyone.

Seeing that Mo Yin was planning to ask the residents of the Imperial City to make him a widow, Minister Ernest immediately struggled wildly, but several invisible chains of transparent power locked him firmly to the bed, and he could not escape from the bed at all. .

Eleven grinning executioners holding kitchen knives had already come to his bedside, and then they all started to disembowel Minister Ernest with their kitchen knives.

I have to say that Minister Ernest's usual crazy eating of meat is somewhat helpful. At least his body is much fatter and bigger than ordinary people. Even if there are eleven executioners, each one can be allocated a large area. As for accidentally injuring others.

The Imperial City residents who were watching outside the palace also cheered.After all, they had been tortured by Minister Ernest for more than ten years, and now one day, Minister Ernest finally received his retribution!

At this time, Minister Ernest, who was fighting for his own good, found in despair that no matter how fatally injured his body was, he could not die.

No matter how much he cried and cursed, none of the 11 people stopped holding the knife in their hands. They were even afraid that Ernest would die too quickly and not cut enough pieces, so everyone swung the kitchen knife in their hands wildly.

When only the meat and bones were left on the luxurious bed, the ten lucky spectators put down their knives in exhaustion, while Leona was ready to knock Minister Ernest's bones into crumbs. Jin was smashing Minister Ernest's bones with the back of his kitchen knife.

In front of a stronghold on Anning Road outside the imperial capital, there was a corpse in front of Ma Yin and Tazmi.

This corpse is that of the deputy leader of Anning Road, Berlik. Since he was a spy previously planted by Minister Ernest in Anning Road, Najexitan sent Tazmi and Mayin to assassinate him.

As soon as the two of them finished their work, they caught up with Moyin's execution live broadcast in the sky using space projection.

"Tsk, Sister Leona is really as violent as ever."

Looking at Leona on the space projection who was about to break Minister Ernest's bones into bone fragments, Tazmi felt a chill. He decided not to offend Leona under any circumstances in the future, otherwise if Leona comes It would be terrible to knock his bones.

"Damn it!!!! That guy Mo Yin, you didn't bring such a good thing with me! If I were here, I would use my Teigu Romantic Turret Pumpkin to completely melt that filthy beast of Ernest! !!”

Ma Yin angrily raised her Teigu Romantic Turret Pumpkin, and then a huge beam penetrated the head of Minister Ernest with only half of his face on the space projection.

However, since this is only a spatial projection, the beam of light emitted by Mayin's Teigu Romantic Turret Pumpkin only penetrates the sky.

But just such an act of venting made Ma Yin feel a lot better. The veteran members of their night attack simply hated Minister Ernest.

This violent scene immediately made Tazmi feel a little afraid of Ma Yin.

At this time, Minister Ernest was about to collapse. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't die even after he was cut into pieces. It was clear that his organs were gone and he couldn't breathe, but he still had to bear the feeling of suffocation. , while realizing that he is not dead yet, this is undoubtedly a hellish scene.

"Okay, Leona, it's time to start the second execution game."

Following Mo Yin's reminder, Leona threw the kitchen knife aside and returned to Mo Yin's side.

"Well, it seems that these ten lucky spectators are already tired, and Minister Ernest's body has also become torn to pieces. If this continues, it will seriously affect the impression, so I am helping him piece his body together a little bit. Bar."

After speaking, Moyin snapped his fingers, and the ten lucky spectators who had just participated in the execution were sent back to the place before they were transferred. They immediately began to talk about the pleasure of chopping up Minister Ernest with their own hands.

On Moyin's side, he snapped his fingers again, and Minister Ernest's minced body was slowly pieced together into his body.

Minister Ernest's personal will was completely shocked.

He was crazy before so he didn't notice anything, but now he is not crazy.

"Damn, what kind of monster are you?"