The Heavens: Beginning with the role of a young boy, Broken Waves

Chapter 20 Killing the Heavenly King Lao Tzu asked the sky and killed Ren Yingying!

Facing Ren Yingying and the others' dumbfounded reactions.

On the official road, opportunities are rare.

Xie An immediately sent the Duanjia Qinggong, and his figure suddenly flashed out afterimages in an instant.

the next moment.

He directly straddled a distance of tens of hundreds of meters, and brazenly came in front of Ren Yingying and the others.

Countless sharp sword lights suddenly slashed out from his hands.

Ren Yingying and the others, who managed to escape from the rain of arrows falling all over the sky and opened up a way to survive, have not had time to wake up from the rain of arrows falling all over the sky.

Suddenly, they fell into life and death crisis again.

They accidentally fell into Xie An's fierce sword shadow, and they didn't have time to do too many evasive and parry moves, and they were instantly covered by countless sword shadows in all directions.

Under the shuttle cutting of these fierce sword shadows.

Just a blink or two.

Ren Yingying and the others were completely unable to resist defense, and they were directly cut with deep and bloody scars.

Seeing, if there is no one to help out.

At most, there is only a few more breaths, and Ren Yingying and the others will not be able to hold on, and they will be crushed and dismembered by the sword light all over the sky.

a time.

Ren Yingying, who had always had a high attitude and always firmly believed that she would be able to take down Xie An, couldn't help but lose her composure and screamed and cursed.

"Break the waves!"

"Damn you!!!"

In the crowd, Xie An's figure was like a ghostly ghost, killing and shuttling continuously.

Disturbed by Ren Yingying's sudden scream, he couldn't help frowning, and without looking back, he waved his sword directly at Ren Yingying's throat and neck.

As an innate master, even if the distance between him and Ren Yingying is at this moment, there are still five or six people separated by eight or nine meters.

But under Xie An's precise operation, the innate sword energy he slashed casually pierced through the torso of several people blocking the way like a bamboo, and blatantly pierced towards the vital position of Ren Yingying's throat and neck.

"call out!"

A gust of wind blew through the air.

On Ren Yingying's neck as white as jade, a thin line of blood suddenly appeared.

It's just a pity.

Although the innate sword energy Xie An shot out was powerful, it was just a rootless duckweed after all, because no one was behind to bless it, its power was limited.

After piercing the bodies of several people in a row, when it came to Ren Yingying, its overall power and speed had been greatly weakened.

As the last of its strength, under Ren Yingying's efforts to dodge, it was still a hair's breadth away, and it failed to slit Ren Yingying's neck and throat as it wished.

But even so, Xie An's sudden sword attack still frightened Ren Yingying quite a bit.

She, who just escaped from the gate of life and death, was obviously emotionally broken.

Her hands were trembling constantly, gently stroking the hideous blood on her neck, panting heavily.

"Ah…"

"Good luck to you."

While fighting with swords in the crowd, Xie An glanced back.

After seeing that Ren Yingying was not killed by the sudden attack of sword energy just now.

With a sneer in his mouth, he directly held his sword to face the sky, and raised his hand like sitting in the city of sorrow, and suddenly densely covered countless sword nets around his body.

Afterwards, he was no longer bothered to care about Ren Yingying's life and death, and instead started to slaughter around Ren Yingying.

Like swallowing marshmallows in small bites, Xie An started one by one, constantly cutting the flesh of the ordinary Sun Moon God believers around Ren Yingying.

In his way of fighting, which completely avoids fighting head-on, Ren Yingying and the others, who are already inferior in strength, have nowhere to hide.

Just like mosquitoes, ants and insects that were accidentally attached to spider webs, no matter how hard they tried to dodge, they could only perish in the hopeless despair of Xie An's densely-covered sword webs. Down.

Soon, after just half a stick of incense time.

More than half of the thirty or so elite figures of the Sun Moon God Sect who had been gathering around Ren Yingying had disappeared.

They fell down one by one, and they crawled and scattered directly on the ground of the official road, only staining a large area of ​​the soil on the ground red.

Looking around, Ren Yingying was still alive at this moment, and there were only a few famous and powerful members of the Sun Moon God Sect left.

For example, the bald Zu Qianqiu with a big head and a small body, the old immortal with a sallow complexion and a sickly appearance, and the two heroes of Mobei with black and white skin and a mouth full of yellow and large teeth.

Yet even so.

Even if they are as strong as Mobei Shuangxiong, Zu Qianqiu, Ji Wushi, etc., in terms of strength and fame, they are not inferior to ordinary first-class masters of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, such as Yu Canghai, who are famous masters of the Sun Moon God Sect .

Although they survived by chance at this moment, without exception, all of them were seriously injured, either with broken hands or broken feet.

Among them, the most serious injury is useless.

He was even more unlucky, as Xie An cut off his entire right ear and a small half of his face with a random sword strike.

At this moment, his face was bleeding profusely, and it seemed that there were not many ways to survive.

There is no other way, Xie An's current level of strength is really too strong!

Even if you look at the entire world of Swordsman, except for Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, and Feng Qingyang, the grand master of Huashan, who has clearly reached the level of innate strength, maybe he can barely fight with him.

For the rest, even Lan Fenghuang, who had exhausted the resources of poisonous insects accumulated in the entire school for decades, could only rely on the sky full of poisonous snakes and poisonous insects to survive two moves with Xie An.

When those poisonous insects were exhausted, she still had no choice but to die on the spot.

As for Mobei Shuangxiong, Ji Yushi and others, they often have difficulty in completing one or two moves under Xie An's hands, so they can only dodge with all their strength.

Under Xie An's sword, they were like walking butter candle men, very fragile.

Before he could dodge for a while, Xie An would cut off his arms and legs at will, and cut him in half with a sword like a knife cutting butter.

on the official road.

Looking at the few twelve or thirteen people who came down beside him.

Faced with such a situation, at this moment, Ren Yingying no longer had the arrogance she had before, and all her courage was completely lost.

Her face was devastated, and she no longer cared about the previous plans and plans, and directly looked for help to a middle-aged man in white who hadn't said a word in the crowd beside her.

At this moment, except for the middle-aged man in white beside her, she has nothing to do, and she has no one else to rely on.

Feeling Ren Yingying's help-seeking eyes beside her.

The middle-aged man in white who had been silent all along, just quietly watching the situation in the crowd and looking for opportunities, stepped forward without changing his face, and blocked Ren Yingying behind him in time.

He patted Ren Yingying's shoulder lightly, and then whispered a serious word in her ear.

The middle-aged man in white who completely abandoned all unnecessary thoughts, with a belief in protecting Ren Yingying, his figure suddenly rose into the air like a hunting eagle.

Under the hopeful eyes of Ji Wushi and others, he boldly and fearlessly pounced on Xie An who was on the ground holding a sword and killing all directions.

"Clang clang!!!"

There was a series of sharp sounds like gold and iron clashing.

On the ground, with the sudden rush of the middle-aged man in white.

Xie An, who was killing all directions with his sword, inevitably stagnated suddenly with his unparalleled sharpness.

Amidst the countless sparks splashing, he swung the long sword in his hand, and temporarily made a defensive counterattack with extreme caution.

"Ah."

"So it's Xiang Wentian, it's interesting!"

"Sunny day!"

The long sword swayed, cutting out seven or eight sword shadows in succession.

After a short defensive counterattack, Xie An, who finally recognized the strength of the attacker, grinned slightly.

With a hint of sarcasm on his face, a group of astonishing sword light suddenly exploded from the blade in his hand.

It was as if there was really a round of bright and scorching sun volleying in the sky. At this moment, countless rays of light burst out on the official road.

Xiang Wentian, who was originally aggressive, couldn't open his eyes at all, and was stabbed three times in a row by this bright sword light.

"puff!"

A large piece of bright red blood splashed violently directly from Xiang Wentian's chest.

It was just a few short rounds of fighting, and Xiang Wentian fell directly into a serious injury state.

But this is just the beginning.

He has always liked Xie An who is unforgiving, and he has no intention of leaving Xiang Wentian to recover.

He directly raised his sword and rose again, and with a bang, the sword pierced fiercely into Xiang Wentian's chest.

For a moment, it was like being hit by the court's red cannon.

Xiang Wentian, the "Heavenly King and Laozi" who used to enjoy a great reputation in the Jianghu, his body was like a broken rag doll, directly bursting open in mid-air in an instant.

Handfuls of scalding scarlet blood, as well as a large piece of steaming internal organs of the large intestine, continuously fell from his body to the ground.

Just like this, with the nature of the last flashback, with the last remaining signs of life, Xiang Wentian's upper body rolled and fell to the ground, and his lips kept rolling and struggling on the ground of the official road.

On the ground, every movement is a blood mark, forcibly dragging out rows of hideous blood-colored drag marks.

face such a scene.

Ren Yingying, who has always had a deep relationship with "Heavenly King Laozi" Xiang Wentian since she was a child, her body trembled, and her face was so discolored that she no longer had any trace of a ladylike beauty.

And in her eyes, for a while, there were countless crystal clear teardrops rolling down continuously.

"Break the waves!"

"you……!"

"Your means are cruel, and your killing intent is rampant, it is simply a vain way of righteousness!"

With complete heartache and despair, Ren Yingying, who originally planned to take the opportunity to run away after hearing Xiang Wentian's orders, stared at Xie An desperately, her eyes were full of murderous intent.

"..."

"A lot of nonsense!"

"You are the Devil's Cult, I am the Righteous Way, and it is only right and proper for me to kill you!"

"And no matter how cruel and overcorrected I am, it's still much better than the Mobei duo and Sima Da who are always feeding on human flesh and blood and taking pleasure in killing the weak."

"I said Huangquan is a long way away, and Lan Fenghuang is still waiting for you underground, so you'd better get on the road early!"

Listening to Ren Yingying's nonsense, Xie An directly stabbed the long sword out of his hand with a face full of indifference, and ruthlessly plunged into her chest and heart.

During the whole process, the expression on Xie An's face showed no hesitation at all, nor any hint of resentment to destroy flowers with harsh hands.

Even the woman in front of him who had just been stabbed through the chest by his sword, she was Xie An's goddess in his heart when he was watching The Swordsman, and she was also a real beauty at a fair price.

But no matter how beautiful Ren Yingying is, since the two sides have become hostile, her final fate is destined to be death!

Only dead enemies are good enemies.

Xie An, who has received the inheritance of the young Duanlang, is well aware of the dangers of the world, and has absolutely no desire to have any chance encounters.

On the official road, I felt the sharp pain in my chest.

On Ren Yingying's beautiful face like jade porcelain, countless expressions of pain suddenly appeared.

As the daughter of the former leader of the Sun Moon God Sect and the current holy aunt, she has held a high position since she was a child, and she has rarely suffered ordinary injuries, so she has never felt such pain.

Under such severe pain, Ren Yingying could do nothing but try to maintain her last bit of dignity and not beg for mercy from Xie An.

"...Sun Moon God Sect... Dongfang Bubai...he won't let you go!"

Silent.

Draw out the long sword directly.

Letting go of the blood on Ren Yingying's chest.

Xie An looked coldly at Ren Yingying, who fell to the ground and died in despair with her last last words.

Without any nostalgia at all, his eyes turned and began to fixate on the Mobei Shuangxiong and others who were running around beside the official road.

　There was something not updated yesterday, this chapter is almost 4000 words, if there is time in the evening, there will be another chapter.

　　
　
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