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Chapter 133 Don't Kill You

Lin Yan remained silent, but mercilessly inserted the Seven-Star Sword into Angri Xingjun's lower abdomen!

In an instant, blood spurted out from the hideous wound.

Lin Yan deliberately avoided the key points, but severe pain was inevitable.

"Sincerity? Is this considered sincerity?" Lin Yan asked hoarsely, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It turned out that the blood of the gods was also red, and it turned out that the gods were also flesh and blood, but why did they lose even the minimum human nature after becoming a god?

Now Lin Yan is still a great monk from the Tang Dynasty who went to the West to obtain scriptures? He is clearly a bloodthirsty devil.

"Uh ah ah ah ah—"

Ang Ri Xingjun never felt this heart-wrenching pain, and the feeling of life being worse than death!

"Tang... Monk... You!"

The corners of Angri Xingjun's mouth were filled with blood. He looked at the madman who was still indifferent to his face, but he had no way to do anything to him.

As Taiyi Jinxian, Angri Xingjun can do anything, but his life is still strong enough.

Lin Yan ignored his anger and quickly drew out the Seven-Star Sword.

He pointed at the throat of Angri Xingjun again, and the blood from the sword tip splattered on Angri Xingjun's face.

The strong smell of blood made him feel scared.

"If you say it, you may die, but if you don't say it, you will die."

Lin Yan said coldly.

Ang Ri Xingjun already knew that the man in front of him was definitely decisive, not the indecisive Tang Monk he had imagined.

He can kill himself thousands of times. Could it be that he will really give himself a chance to return to heaven and make a comeback?

Only good people and fools will let themselves go, right?

And how could the devil in front of you belong to both?

I am sure to die.

But...but...

Perhaps the monk had a bigger intention, and he was going to use himself to set up a big game of chess... This is the reason why he didn't kill, right?

Angri Xingjun swallowed a trembling saliva.

When my throat sucked, I touched the extremely sharp tip of the sword.

Just a light touch, a red wound was immediately left on his neck.

The tingling and coldness made Angri Xingjun briefly close his eyes.

When he opened it, he finally chose to compromise.

"Okay, I'll tell you all, but you have to let me go in the end..."

Angri Xingjun said slowly and tentatively, for fear that the tyrant who was killing without blinking in front of him would give him another sword.

Now he is so cowardly that he dares not call himself "I".

"explain."

Lin Yan is concise and clear.

"...I am not very clear about the specific situation, but the scorpion spirit does have a certain origin with Western Buddhism. Although it is a monster, I have also listened to the scriptures that have been recited in Lingshan for three hundred years." said Ang Ri Xingjun.

Lin Yan didn't say anything, just listened silently.

"A while ago, I received an entrustment from the Buddha of the Western Heaven, asking me to go down to the realm at any time to keep in touch with the Scorpion Spirit and report on Tang Seng's situation. Because, because it was the request of the Lord of Buddhism, I dare not refuse. Of course, I have nothing to do with the Western Heaven itself."

Angri Xingjun knew that Lin Yan seemed to hate the West, so he tried his best to leave the relationship with the West.

"Then what." Lin Yan urged with a cold face. He was not here to listen to these nonsense.

"And then... not long ago, Tathagata sent someone to me and asked me to come down to earth again to confirm that if the love poison had been planted on Tang Seng, then he would think that the crime of harming the world would be killed without any trace, and he would take back the token of Buddhism."

"I don't know what relationship you have with the West, nor why Tathagata wanted to kill people to silence him, but I just had to follow the steps and act on orders."

Ang Ri Xingjun took a long breath. Anyway, it was already the beginning, so he simply poured out all the truth.

The long sword in Lin Yan's hand trembled slightly.

Haha... So that's it. Is this the whole story of a kind of love poison? It's the West again.

This dream of the daughter country is just a Buddhist scheme?

"That... I've already said everything I should say." I've said everything I shouldn't say...

Angri Xingjun said tentatively, not daring to mention letting him go, for fear of causing Lin Yan to be furious.

Lin Yan's face became gloomy for a while. Even the angle of looking up by Angri Xingjun could not see Lin Yan's gloomy face at the moment.

Under the fearful gaze of Angri Xingjun, the sword edge of the Seven-Star Sword gradually moved away from his throat.

Lin Yan finally put away the Seven-Star Sword.

"The scorpion spirit hit you twice, what will happen?"

Lin Yan asked quietly.

Ang Ri Xingjun was a little stunned, and then hurriedly said, "If it hits three roosters, then she will die suddenly in an instant and will surely die; if it is two roosters, it may be just a serious injury, and there is still a glimmer of hope..."

Lin Yan's pupils were a little dim, as if he was in pain.

"I keep my promise and won't kill you..."

Lin Yan said lightly, his thoughts seemed to be not on Angri Xingjun at all, and the life and death of this chicken seemed to have nothing to do with him.

His face was even a little dull.

When Angri Xingjun heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Then, can I let me go now?" he asked softly, afraid that Lin Yan would repent again.

"Let's go? Where are you going?"

Lin Yan turned his head and stared at Angri Xingjun with indifferent eyes.

Angri Xingjun's back suddenly became cold.

"But, don't you say... no, don't you kill me?"

Angri Xingjun said nervously and fearfully, his eyes widening.

"I really don't plan to kill you... because killing you is too cheap."

Lin Yan said, and gradually spread his palm to Angri Xingjun.

"You! You bastard! What do you want to do! I am a member of the Heavenly Court, and they will not let you go!"

Ang Ri Xingjun's last hope was shattered, and he fell back into the endless abyss again.

He roared desperately, cursed, spitted, and furious, as if he was fighting for a trace of relief before his death.

"If you die, your soul may fall into the underworld. The only way is to make you never reborn... For example, I will eat it."

Lin Yan said as if he was telling an insignificant joke.

In front of his palm, the space slowly twisted into a purple-black vortex.

"System, swallow." Lin Yan said softly.

"The system has confirmed that the target: Angri Star Lord, realm: Taiyi Jinxian."

The system's voice resounded in Lin Yan's mind.

Mysterious data codes appear out of thin air, and blue and white light screens appear beside Lin Yan. The circular aperture full of technology covers the vortex layer by layer and focuses it seamlessly with Angri Star Lord—

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

A light spot slowly appeared in the center of the vortex, and the entire vortex made a turbocharged sound in an instant.

A powerful and irresistible suction force pulled Angri Xingjun freely, slowly destroying his skin, turning into shiny pieces.

"Seng Tang! Bastard! I won't let you go even if I die--"

Angri Star Lord is spitting fragrance, but he cannot change the fate of broken limbs.

Before he could finish cursing, his head turned into fragments of light and shadow first, and was greedily swallowed by the system vortex.

"Everyone said that this is not killing you, it is just making you disappear."
Chapter completed!
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