I Became an Anonymous Boss

The crowd began to retreat, set up large shields, formed a shield wall, and retreated in an orderly manner. They needed to hunt and kill them in an open area, relying on their superiority in numbers, but at the moment the shield wall was formed, the demon pierced into it like a spear , as if a butter knife had cut through the phalanx, the figure in the middle was torn into two pieces, and the rest of the figure was like a fragile glass bottle under a bowling ball, shattered and scattered all over the ground.

The Heavenly Demon blocked the only back alley, kicked the heavy gate, and sealed off the way back.

There is no way out.

At this time, many soldiers realized that although he was crazy and brutal, he was not irrational.

He was enjoying the killing process, as if savoring red wine and delicacies a little bit, feeling the joy in the killing at this moment.

Revenge is sweet.

Even if they are not the executioners, they are not the chief culprits, but they are still a member of the executioners. As the rebels who attacked the city, Yan Qixia's death has their share of guilt. It may be far-fetched, but it is enough to be sentenced to death unilaterally.

The demon is enjoying it, whether it is chewing up the other party's blood and swallowing it to evolve and sublimate himself, or shedding blood and tears and using the blood of the enemy to make confession and mourning for the girl's death.

He took a step forward, and there was a crackling sound in his body, and the pitch-black arrogance rose a bit, and his cultivation base improved.

Congenital Double Level Transformation Yuan Realm!

"Evolution, he's evolving! What kind of magic power is this? The Seven Kills Gate doesn't have this ability! He doesn't have a magic knife in his hand!" The general in the center suppressed the trembling of his voice and roared: "Fight to the death! Kill this Devil!"

So hundreds of soldiers lined up in a phalanx, erecting their long spears, like a mountain of spears and knives, hundreds of soldiers pressed over, the blackness, the smell of blood wafting, ordinary people will tremble in their calves when they see this scene.

But the trembling crowd at this time was actually this group of experienced soldiers.

The demon's soul was burning, his red eyes were swaying with blood, he lowered his body slightly, swayed, and the next moment he launched a frontal charge, it was exactly the same move, like a stone thrown into a pool, and the water was torn by the stone There were layers of red waves, and then the charge suffered a little resistance. A captain and a general pulled out a golden ring sword to withstand the blow.

For a moment of being blocked, the soldiers pressed in, waved their weapons, and stabbed at him.

The demon stepped on the ground with both feet and let out a low growl. The black figure roared up to the sky, and the demonic flames roared to the sky. Shattered, and the Chief Wan of the Xiantian Realm and the martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm also directly lost control of their true energy, their eyes were bloodshot, their eardrums were ruptured, they lost their sense of direction, and subconsciously slashed with their knives.

But the knife slashed on the opponent's shoulder, only cut off the skin and a small part of the muscle, and got stuck on the bone and could not penetrate an inch.

The ghost could dodge, but he didn't dodge. He took the knife on purpose, and then smiled wildly.

Ka... Chief Wan's shoulders were ripped apart, his arms fell off, and he flew into the crowd, the sky was filled with red blood.

A hand was pressed on his head, and the helmet made the sound of steel twisting, and the sound of fine iron shattering.

"Ah!" Commander Wan screamed, and then he heard the words amidst the severe pain in his head.

Calm, yet crazy words.

"you will die."

"You will all die."

"Leave no one behind, all will be destroyed equally."

The Heavenly Demon announced, the voice was blurred in the true energy, resounding all around, announcing to everyone.

"I have no intention of judging your sins, and I don't want to waste time saying that rebels must die, but your actions have taught me a simple truth, the weak will only be slaughtered, and the strong will do the right thing, write History always wins."

"Just like you wantonly kill the weak, you will also become lambs under the knife, because you are too weak, and the weak can't defend anything, whether it is your own life, or your dignity, or the people you follow. Who."

"I will use your heads to build a capital, pile up your bones and pile them up into mountains, and use your blood to write warning words, so that you will become an insignificant footnote under my taboo, and become one of the countless dead souls in my hands." Digits."

"I will use your death to warn those people, let the people of Daqin spread the name of the demon, engrave fear in the minds of all people, let the world know that I am not a friendly person to be bullied, and make all my enemies sleepless at night, Let the people of the world fear me instead of admiring me!"

"Until there are no more enemies in the world."

The demon's eyes were extremely cold, and he spoke and declared rationally.

He is calm, indifferent, and seems to be detached, but there is no respect for life in his words, only a strong disregard, he does not treat people as human beings, and does not regard cruelty as cruelty. Blood, thoughts have been completely out of control.

His five fingers were clasped tightly, and his fingers sank into Captain Wanfu's head. The steel helmet was completely deformed, and the general's seven orifices were gushing blood. He lost his arms and couldn't even struggle.

With a grip of five fingers, Tianmo crushed the loyal head of his subordinate, and his cultivation level skyrocketed again.

He looked at hundreds of other soldiers, and the phantom clung to his body again, occupying the ground.

"Since human nature is inherently evil, let me be the greatest evil. Cleaning you up is just the beginning."

"Whether strong or weak, old or young, high or low status... as long as all kinds of conspirators involved in this matter, they will all be killed, and no chickens or dogs will be spared."

"Now, hold your swords, stop your trembling and trembling, give up all gratitude and escape plans, and fight with me, otherwise you will not be able to maintain the last trace of your dignity, or kneel down and be regarded as Slaughter like chickens and ducks, or die like a warrior."

The ghost grinned.

"Choose your own dead end."

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ps: The third update is over. By the way, I haven’t read much about Tucao and inter-posts recently, so I don’t know how the feedback of this long plot is. The main reason is that I haven’t finished writing it. I don’t want to read inter-posts so as not to affect my status. .

Yan Qixia's death was indeed the outline of the plot when this book was just written, and theoretically speaking, it was an inevitable plot. No matter how you write it, her death cannot be avoided. The prerequisite for Taki's rampage, so... this is not a sword.

This story is written here, and it is only halfway through, and there is still half of the follow-up, because there are a lot of foreshadowings buried, and it is far from finished. This story is scheduled to be high-energy and continuous. Knowing how many effects can be written, the battle between the kings of heaven cannot be anticlimactic, and how to solve the rampage of the demon, plus the role of the wheelchair lady, the movement of embroidered jade, the hidden grass snake and gray line, etc., all have to be taken slowly. If you think the writing is okay, please give me some, there are not too many blades, and a monthly pass is also fine.

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On the Yingtian Bridge, Xia Houmei looked at the eight gods who filed in, with her arms around her shoulders, she no longer had the interest to interfere.

The woman in the Heavenly King Realm held an umbrella, and looked at Qingu Gaorou a few steps away.

Gao Rou was curious why she gave up suddenly, and then saw Xia Houmei spread her palm, with a jadeite in the palm, and a dark red drop in the middle of the jade, like the heart of a phoenix, the jade was broken at this time.

"Phoenix bloody jade, dripping blood recognizes the owner, and the jade is broken to death." Xia Houmei spread her palm and threw the jade in her hand to Chi Shui: "Yan Yunyan is still dead, and the deal I made with her is over. "

"So you did business with Yan Yunyan." Gao Rou raised her eyebrows.

"It's not so much a business as it is a coercion. I have to choose a suitable place to stand. Since it is a battle between righteousness and evil, I can't stand with the prince's faction anyway. In addition, my property was smashed by the guardian. Now, what do you think I can do?" Xia Houmei smiled mockingly: "But now that Yan Yunyan is dead, I don't talk about many things, my investment is considered to be in the water."

"Yan Yunyan is dead, who do you think killed her?" Gao Rou said flatly.

"This woman doesn't show her mountains or waters, but she's in the Great Vientiane Realm. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to kill her with the third most injuries on the list." Xia Houmei twirled her umbrella and sat on the railing by the bridge: "He has I can kill Cao Zhong, but the price must be high. To be honest, this is not what I expected at the beginning. I planned to stop him. It is obvious that he is so seriously injured that I let him in. It will cause trouble for Yan Yunyan. As soon as he entered, Yan Yunyan died, no matter who killed Princess Zhenbei, it must not be him."

"There is no Heavenly King Realm in the Forbidden City." Gao Rou said, "Otherwise, Yan Yunyan would not be able to enter, and Zhao's offerings would disappear, as would Princess Zhenuo."

"At least eight Heavenly Kings have been involved in this chaos, but so far none of them have acted on the bright side. They check and balance each other." Gao Rou raised her head and looked at the gloomy sky. Is there really such a coincidence?"

"Of course it's not a coincidence. There was a problem with the Yongzhen Mountain and River Cauldron. The dragon's veins turned over, the earth sent out murderous intentions, and the luck melted. All civil and military officials were trapped in the Temple of Heaven. The Princess of Zhenguo and the priest of Daqin disappeared one after another. The Forbidden City has every reaction, so many coincidences appearing at the same time, it can only be inevitable, this time I must not only intervene in the magic sect, and I am even just cooperating with the performance." The saintess of the Hehuan Sect sneered and then sighed: "You know What's the use of not being there? Shouldn't you make a move? Who has the ability to calculate everything so accurately, and can use the king of heaven as a pawn, but it's not something you and I can handle. Once Yan Yunyan dies, I will see it instead. I don’t know how this situation will go.”

Gao Rou stroked the guqin: "Then why don't you leave?"

"Why do you want to go?" Xia Houmei raised his exquisite chin: "You and I both know how difficult it is to improve one's consciousness in the realm of Heavenly Kings. It suits my perception, if I can pick up a ray of the possibility of joining the Tao, not to mention stepping into the realm of the earth fairy, it is more than enough to achieve a great limit."

"It's really a ruthless actor." Gao Judao: "Since someone is playing behind the scenes to guide the chess, how do you know what kind of chess pieces are in the Heavenly King Realm, and you are worried that you will be taken out of the fire."

"Heh..." Xia Houmei disapproved: "Isn't Sansei lucky to be able to participate in such a change in the overall situation? I can't wait for it once in three hundred years. If there is an opponent worth killing, I don't mind fighting to the death... …Ruthless doesn’t mean cold-blooded.”

When the two Heavenly Kings were talking, a golden light suddenly lit up in the sky.

A ray of Buddha light fell, and a golden big Buddha image emerged, and golden lotus blossoms bloomed in midair. The white-clothed monk grew lotus step by step, and spread a golden scroll written in Sanskrit under his feet, which spanned thousands of feet. At the end of the scroll, a A skinny figure with disheveled hair stood, and behind him was a virtual image of a phantom.

Bright red dripped from Kubo's palm, and the bright red blood was dyed with a little gold.

"The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of Arhat has been broken." Gao Rou said.

"People from the Sorcerer's Sect also got involved, and their cultivation level is... the seventh heaven?" Xia Houmei hesitated a little: "No... the body's cultivation level does not reach the Heavenly King's level, so it's not a vision of the Heavenly King, but a Yin God?"

"Third-rank yin gods and fourth-rank ghost heroes should be in the realm of yin gods." Qin Gu said firmly: "Dual practice in martial arts and ghost ways...the Sorcerer Sect actually hides a third-rank? I thought only the leader of the witch gods has a third-rank cultivation."

"It's not the leader of the witch god, it's probably an envoy of sacrifice to the gods. This body is also the body of a certain warrior that was snatched. It doesn't have much vitality. It's between half life and half death. It's bad luck for him to meet a Buddhist arhat. The body of the Buddhist vajra is permanent. Arhat Spiritual level, not afraid of the two methods of the Witch God Sect." Xia Houmei knew more about the Witch God Sect, and at this time she also mocked again and again.

"Wai Jiu Dao likes internal strife?" Gao Rou teased lightly.

"There are all kinds of open and secret fights between the six major sects? What's the difference." The saint of the Hehuan Sect narrowed her eyes: "The people of the Witch God Sect like to engage in conspiracies and tricks, and this matter must be fueled by him secretly."

"You suspect that Yan Yunyan's death is related to him?"

"I'm not sure. If he was trapped in the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, he would have no chance to kill people at all." Xia Houmei stopped turning her umbrella and said, "Let's wait and see, at least he is a third-rank master, so he is not so easy to be shot to death. His level is not very good, he looks so stable."

"Buddhas are merciful and don't pay attention to killing people." Gao Rou said lightly.

"Fart, I think this monk is timid and dare not use desperate means." Xia Houmei sneered.

"He is a member of the three religions, so of course he would not risk his life for the Zhao family. Great Qin does not respect Buddha, and it is not Southern Tang."

"What the monk said is different from what he thinks in his heart. How do you know that he doesn't like fame and wealth?" Xia Houmei smiled: "The Witch God Sect has been poisonous for a long time, and it was extinct earlier. Didn't it increase the prestige of Buddhism? Can Longhushan do it? ? Can the Floating Water Guanyin Sect do it?"

"You think he's not good, you can do it yourself." Gao Rou glanced flatly.

"I'm just talking, and I don't want money, so why bother with a woman like me?" Xia Houmei laughed and scolded.

Women always change faces very quickly.

Then her face changed again.

"That kid is crazy!"

Between the gates of the Forbidden City, a ray of fire passed through the gate, and between the sky and the earth, a streak of silver lightning pierced through the air, attacking the back of the priest of the Witch God Cult.

The envoy was suspended in mid-air, and his cultivation in the realm of the Yin God was enough for him to overcome gravity, and trampled on Newton's coffin board. After all, he was already a ghost, and it was normal for him to be able to fly.

The third-rank Yinshen, the third-rank Arhat, and the monsters of the seventh-level realm cannot tolerate other interference.

If they were fighting desperately, they might still have a chance to snipe, but they didn't.

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of Kubo was broken, and the promise that the Vajra was not broken was also broken. For the time being, the great supernatural powers such as the Arhat Golden Body cannot be used. The moves used to deal with the gods are more inclined to fighting than killing. host.

It is irrational to choose to intervene in the battle situation at this time, because the sacrificial envoy didn't even see the look of fatigue, and was still at his peak state. He had agreed to watch the tiger fight across the mountain.

The spear strengthened by the silver thunder shot through the air, passed through the gate of the forbidden city, and slashed through the air. The moment they passed by, two fighting soldiers were torn apart by the strong wind. A collapsed gas haze visible to the naked eye was formed.

The priest's attention was all on the white-clothed monk. He didn't expect that someone would choose to sneak up on him, an old bastard. His ass was like a dragon. If it was of a high level, he would definitely be able to guard against it. It wasn't high enough, and the menacing approach surprised him for a moment, so naturally he couldn't dodge it, and after a ding, thunder roared.

The spear pierced the buttocks of the God Worshiper, piercing three inches into the flesh, it was not very deep, the damage was not high, and it was extremely insulting. Coupled with the thunder, the master of the God Worshiper lost all demeanor. fall.

After the sacrificial envoy fell, the spreading ghostly spirit directly killed many cavalrymen in a radius of [-] meters.

He pulled out the spear on his butt, and kneaded the fine steel with his bare hands to break it into pieces like a chocolate bar. Looking at the blood stains on it, his expression became even colder.

"Dare to hurt the legal body of this envoy...he deserves death!"

His cold eyes turned to the gate of the Forbidden City.

At the door, a person walked out slowly, the black shadow was swaying, and the white clothes were stained with blood.

There was blood dripping from his hand, and the blood spread from the inner palace, and everywhere it passed were corpses.

Even worshiping the gods makes this kind of murderous person feel terrified, not fear, but surprise.

This strong blood, this strong murderous aura, even the executioner who beheaded thousands of people can't compare. How many people did this kid kill in the Forbidden City?

He seemed to have walked out of the river of blood on the mountain of corpses, every strand of energy flowed with blood and killing intent, and that bloody smell could be smelled clearly from a long distance away.