I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

You Lian of Xixing Temple stared closely at the figure of the real person, reached into the phantom of Xixing Yao, and drew out the big black sword.

Behind the girl, the luxuriant Westbound Demon turned from fiction to reality.

The flowers, plants and trees within the scope of the death aura were gray and withered, and the harsh aura of death was oppressive and low.

The real person glanced at Feiju and Bayi Yonglin behind him, they were both big and difficult monsters.

Although I don’t know where these two guys came from, they have now blocked his escape route.

Even this cat demon who was ready to go put a mountain of pressure on him, not to mention that there was someone watching next to him who didn't take action.

However, fortunately, the hostage he captured seemed to have an unusual identity, which made both the front and rear parties somewhat cautious.

Therefore, as long as they can deal with it well, it is not without a chance.

Thinking of this, the Daoist grasped the hand on the shoulder of the old man of the mountain even tighter, for fear that the precious hostage would run away while he was not paying attention.

"What, are you nervous?"

The old man of the mountain asked with interest, he was keenly aware of the changes in the real person.

"Don't worry, since I agreed to be a hostage, I won't escape."

The old man of the mountain said as if he wanted to comfort and stabilize the real person's emotions, and his burly body relaxed even more.

"Yeah, I'm a little nervous..." Zhenren admitted it openly.

If he didn't strengthen his aura by being tough on the outside and soft on the inside, it wouldn't help him except that it would expose his extremely weak state at this time.

"However, nervousness is only one aspect. You know what? This is the first time I've fallen into such a desperate situation."

The old man on the mountain did not speak, but listened silently.

The real person lowered his eyelids so that people could not see his eyes.

"Nervous, scared, excited, at a loss, exciting, I can't describe my current mood..."

The messy hair covered the face of the real person, but it was still hard to hide his madness and nervousness.

"Hee hee hee, hehehahaha——!! What a great experience! What a fresh inspiration!"

He bit his lip and let the blood flow down his chin, then stuck out his tongue to lick the blood into his mouth, feeling the fishy and salty taste.

"Only by experiencing death can we understand the value of living. If I can escape alive this time, I will definitely break through the bottleneck and become stronger! Hehe, hahahahaha..."

"So, I hope you can have a future."

The old man of the mountain interrupted Zhenren's laughter, causing Zhenren to calm down from the brink of madness.

Faced with the eager gazes of Himari and Saigyouji Yurei, as well as the pressing steps of Fujiwara Meihong and Yashi Eirin.

Zhenren understands that now is by no means the time to be reckless.

"Hey, why is Yuyuko's grandfather here?"

Looking at the defenseless Yamanoyo who was being held hostage, a flash of panic flashed across Fujiwara Meihong's face, but she quickly suppressed it.

"This old man is very powerful. Last time, even a big monster like Yong Ye, who was almost a god, was able to decide life and death with one strike. Then he must not have any problems facing this guy like Zhenren, right? "

Fujiwara Meihong analyzed to herself, but her tone was quite unconfident.

After all, she didn't have a deep understanding of the man on the mountain, and she didn't know whether the other party's soul could withstand the distortion of Wuwei Transformation.

Therefore, she did not dare to ignore the safety of the hostages unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Tsk, abilities targeting souls are tricky."

Fujiwara Meihong was tangled in thinking about it, but Yayi Yonglin fell silent after seeing the old man of the mountain.

"Ah, I was actually targeted by the head of the family, it seems that this guy is finished..."

If it wasn't for the inappropriate atmosphere at the scene, Bayi Yonglin would have put down her bow and arrows and stood by to see how the real person was decapitated.

what?

Worried about the safety of the man on the mountain?

Please, this is just a big monster who can't even defeat Tsukiyomi Zun.

Even if he is very talented and favored by fate, even if he breaks through and explodes directly, it is probably not enough for His Royal Highness Hui Ye and her father to chop it with one hand.

After all, back then even Moon Ye Jianzun was not qualified to let the old man of the mountain hold a sword with both hands.

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Bayi Yonglin's mouth curled into a smile, thinking of something funny.

"More than 300 years have passed, and I don't know if you are still supporting yourself..."

Imagine seeing the Lord sitting upright on the throne on a moonlit night, with a stinky face and his hands on his neck to prevent his head from rolling down.

In the heart of Bayi Yonglin, a sense of joyful refreshment could not help but emerge.

"When you have the opportunity in the future, you must go and laugh at him in person. The more unlucky this selfish boss is, the better."

Although somewhat immoral, Yue Ye Jian Zun is not a guy worthy of sympathy.

"Yeah, this will only work if there is a future..."

"You look quite calm. Are you worthy of being a big shot? Even if your life is in the hands of others, you can still keep your face."

Chapter 549 You Lian's First Death

The real person tried and asked the old man of the mountain.

He wanted to find out the identity of the old man of the mountain, so as to increase the odds of winning for the next escape.

"No, I'm just used to keeping a cold face. Fear is still there, because fear is one of the most basic instincts of living beings."

"What's more, I should be regarded as a timid person? In other words, a prudent and prudent person will not do something if he is not fully prepared."

The old man on the mountain spoke slowly, but the person described in the words was really difficult for others to equate him with him.

The wild assassin wielding an epee and giant shield is really not cautious anywhere, and the most prudent thing to do is to kill all witnesses.

However, what the mountain man said was indeed himself.

The self who didn't understand anything when he was just a fledgling, the self who acted after thinking and fighting against the air.

Of course, when the strength and state of mind were in place later, the old man of the mountain hid this caution in his heart and did not show it clearly.

Zhenren noticed the banter in the words of the old man of the mountain, and a thought popped into his mind.

Could it be that the guy being held hostage by him at this time...is the most terrifying existence on the scene?

That's right, a jackpot!

An uncontrollable curiosity emerged in Zhenren's heart, and he asked the classic question that everyone must ask to the old man on the mountain.

"Who do you think was born before whom in this world, the soul or the body?"

"No point. No point really..."

The Old Man of the Mountain felt the real person's expectation, he could guess the real person's paranoid cognition, but he didn't mind waking him up before ringing the bell.

"Material determines consciousness, and consciousness can react on matter, that's all."

The real person froze in place, and the answer given by the old man of the mountain was obviously beyond his expectation.

The old man of the mountain's answer did not match the concept he had been holding, but Masato was indeed a guy who was good at learning, thinking and full of curiosity.

It is not a relationship of who is prior to whom, but a relationship of mutual independence and mutual influence between the two.

The real person suddenly had an indescribable feeling, this inexplicable sense of contradiction was extremely weird, which made him a little confused.

But Daoist's knowledge reserve is so poor that he can't even find a suitable word to describe this relationship.

But his intuition told him that if he could really understand it, his realm would improve dramatically.

It can sublimate the "inaction transformation" again, and completely get rid of the constraints that need to be activated by palm contact.

Being able to distort and change other people's souls in the air can make reality become a plaything in the palm of your hand and let it be pinched and flattened.

"It's really...a surprising surprise."

Just when the real person couldn't restrain himself and wanted to delve into the new idea, Youlian, Meihong, Yonglin, and Feiju suddenly cast barriers at the same time.

"I miscalculated. I didn't expect that the back road would be completely blocked. Is the only way to get out of trouble is to leave from the sky?"

The real person thought and looked up at the night sky.

But before he looked carefully, he saw a gap slowly opening above him.

Yakumo Zi, holding a folding fan, looked at him teasingly, with a wicked smirk on her pretty face.

She seemed to be late on purpose, just in time to block this last ray of hope and completely complete the incomplete puzzle of the sky and earth net.

"It's our first time meeting, Yakumo Zi. Although you look like a lone monster, you must have heard of our name, right?"

Sitting upright on the gap, Yakumo Zi gently laid down the four-fold barrier with her slender hands holding the folding fan.

Separate the space here to avoid further stimulating the sensitive nerves of the demon masters in Ping An Capital.

The four down below who blocked the road could do things according to their temperament, but Yakumo Zi, who is a sage of monsters, could not.

She must start from the overall situation and consider the overall situation.

Now because of Yakumo Lan's incident, the whole Heian capital is already in turmoil.

The monster sage does not intend to launch a war against the human race, and she has clearly defined the target of her action, and she will never do anything unnecessary that is not planned.

Therefore, anything that would cause misunderstanding or could become a fuse would be suppressed by Zi Yakumo.

"It's an honor to meet you, Youkai Sage."

The real person looked up at the blond girl in Taoist gown, with a pretty smile on her cheeks with stitch marks.

He didn't seem to feel despair because of Yakumo Zi's appearance, on the contrary, it inspired his courage to die and survive.

Five big monsters whose strength can be called the top, it is really a grand funeral, even if they die, it seems that it is not a pity...

"But, I'm not the kind of wimp who will obediently catch you without a fight!"

The real person lowered his body and moved closer to the ear of the old man of the mountain.

"Hey, old man, you should also express it? A qualified hostage doesn't just sit here motionless."

"It is indeed time. I didn't expect to attract so many people, and it was a bit delayed."

The old man of the mountain cast his eyes on You Lian, the girl in kimono was holding a big black sword, no matter how you looked at it, she felt weird.

"You Lian, wrap yourself and the big sword with death energy."

You Lian of Xixing Temple was taken aback for a moment. Although he didn't know the intention of the old man of the mountain, he subconsciously acted according to the order.

"Hey! What are you doing, old man?"

The real person doesn't know the purpose of the old man of the mountain, but this action can't be called the duty of a hostage.

However, the old man of the mountain did not pay attention to the real person, but watched the progress of Xikyoji Youlian, and started the next step of guidance anytime and anywhere.

"You Lian, spread the dead air around and dissolve it into the air, try to let yourself wander and blend in with the dead air."

"It seems that I am really underestimated..."

Zhenren didn't expect why the old man of the mountain, who has always been cooperative, suddenly changed his attitude.

He couldn't figure out why the other party chose to die at a critical moment, but it obviously inspired the purest evil thoughts in his heart.

"Although my current state is not good, it is more than enough to drag the old man and you die together before I die."

The demonic power circulated silently, and the magic formula of inaction took shape in the palm of his hand.

The old man of the mountain still didn't care about the real person's threat, and after You Lian of Xixing Temple successfully completed his series of guidance, he exhorted him.

"Pay attention, You Lian. Feel it with your heart and soul, the evening bell is coming, follow the destiny..."

"Hey, let's start with one arm first, twist it into a twist? Or just pull it into a noodle shape?"

A terrifying sinister smile appeared on the face of the real person, and his eyes were wide open.

The invisible palm reached into the mountain old man's body, so that the soul could be reduced to his grasp.

The real person's movements were very smooth, and he drove straight into the undefended soul of the mountain man, and he froze in place as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Hey—!"

"You have grasped death."