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Chapter Eight Killing God

Originally, when Paul saw that this man was just asking for money and had no intention of harming anyone's life, he secretly praised him as a thief. But before he could get rid of this idea, the figure said something like this.

Come.

Paul was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas entered Nirvana. Originally, it seemed that this man only came here to ask for money, so he had no intention of taking his life. When the time came, he would just play with him and teach him a lesson. Who would have thought that he would actually have this kind of thing?

Dirty thoughts.

In an instant, Paul's heart was filled with murderous intent. How do you say that? An honest person, an honest person, an honest person.

Paul is not only an honest man, he can also be regarded as a kind man. In his previous life, he would give up any stray kittens or puppies he encountered on the roadside. In this life, if it were not for the pressure of life, for Paul

If he could make his mother live a good life, he would not go hunting in the mountains.

Some people say that Paul is hypocritical, but Paul is not a saint. A cultivator is one who goes against nature. Although he also pays attention to accumulating merit, that is only when his personal interests are not endangered.

The Buddha's spirit of sacrificing his life to feed the eagles, sorry, that thing has nothing to do with Paul.

It would be good if ordinary people could keep their own small world. They cannot even do this kind of hypocrisy. The law of survival in nature is that the weak should eat the strong, and there is nothing wrong with natural selection.

In Paul's previous life, during the war between the Eastern and Western gods, the Western gods used mortals to organize an army of fanatical believers. Those who wanted to take advantage of the Eastern cultivators paid great attention to accumulating merit and would not act rashly, and rarely acted against them.

When mortals take action, they intend to make a comeback.

But who would have thought that all the cultivators would spare no effort and instantly kill this army of fanatical believers, catching the Western gods off guard? Shushan, the sect that values ​​merit the most, has countless wars in history.

Facts have proved that a cultivator attaches great importance to accumulating merit, but this does not prevent him from killing. It is just that the inner demons caused by killing too much will hinder the cultivator's future practice.

Thousands of years of killing in Paul's previous life could not do anything to him, and Paul in this life has no regard for killing. So once an honest person becomes dishonest, he is no longer a human being. Yes, the murderous aura exuding from Paul now is absolutely

To make anyone tremble, Paul inherited Li Ye's memory and also inherited his thousand-year murderous aura. Although he is not very good at it with his current strength, it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The moment Andy felt the murderous aura, his blood seemed to freeze. Today, while the two sides were fighting, he sneaked into the hotel alone, and then smoothly pulled out a bag of gold coins that had not been stolen from the young man's house.

People found that they were still secretly pleased with their own performance.

But as soon as he finished his obscene words, he heard a thunderous roar in his ears, which made his head sink immediately. Before he could recover, he felt an overwhelming murderous aura.

He was wrapped in it, and he woke up in an instant, and then a voice with a touch of coolness sounded behind his head: "Originally, I thought you were only asking for money, and I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but who would have thought that you would actually treat my mother

I had such obscene thoughts..."

Before the voice could finish speaking, Andy threw out the dagger with his backhand, and then rushed out of the side window of the hotel as quickly as possible without hesitation. The whole movement was smooth and smooth.

Andy is also very satisfied with his performance in these two moves. With his advanced speed and these two clean moves, Andy is confident that he can get out of trouble even if he faces a strong person at the level of a sub-sage.

.

But he seemed to have forgotten that since this person could approach behind him without him noticing, how could his physical skills be weak?

After Andy broke the window and came out, his body was still in the air. Just when he was complacent about his performance, he heard a voice that sounded like a voice from hell again behind him: "Since you want to leave so much, then

I’ll just give you a ride.”

Then he felt a palm gently pressing on his vest, and a huge force rushed into his body through this palm. A sharp pain spread out from his chest, unstoppable, and a

Blood blurted out.

Andy felt that all the strength in his body seemed to disappear at this moment. He tried hard to turn his head in the air to see who had such terrifying strength and speed to play with him in the applause, but he didn't.

This is the opportunity.

There was a bang, dust flew up, and Andy's consciousness gradually blurred. The last thing he saw was a pair of feet falling in front of him like a ghost. He would never know the owner of these feet, because when he

When he saw these feet touching the ground, his life had already left him.

The position Andy rushed out was just in the direction of the two groups of people fighting outside. When Paul burst out with that shocking murderous aura, both parties fighting outside the hotel had already been caught by the murderous aura, and they all stopped what they were doing and became nervous.

Looking at the hotel.

I saw a figure shooting out from the side window on the second floor of the hotel. Judging from the intensity and speed of the fighting spirit aroused in that person, this person should be a high-level traveler.

Who could force a high-level traveler to run out of the window like he was running for his life? This question flashed through everyone's minds at the same time, but they soon had the answer.

Another figure sprang out from the broken window, catching up with the figure in front of him like a ghost, and hanging behind him. The figure that followed slowly stretched out his right hand, and everyone seemed to be like a ghost.

It was because they saw clearly the trajectory of his attack. According to everyone's opinion, such a slow move would not have much power even if it hit someone.

But this slow palm seemed to have transcended the limitations of space and instantly pressed on the back of the person in front. His movements felt so gentle, like a caress between lovers, but it was so gentle.

Press it, but no one will doubt its power at this time, because...

"Poof! Whoosh! Boom!" The figure in front spurted a mouthful of blood in the air under this gentle palm, and hit the ground like a cannonball. After the loud noise, no one would doubt the figure in front of him.

Whether the figure can still get up alive.

Paul turned like a swallow in the air, and his body seemed to have no weight, and he landed lightly next to Andy's lifeless body.

The moon in the sky seemed to be unable to bear to see the coming slaughter on the ground, and hid itself behind the clouds, plunging the earth into darkness.

The people who were originally fighting outside the hotel were stunned when they saw a seventh-level master being killed instantly without the ability to fight back. At this time, they all had the idea of ​​retreating in their hearts.

But it was too late.

"Now that you're here, there's no need to leave." A voice with Paul's sneer sounded in the darkness, and at the same time the killing horn was blown.

When everyone heard this voice, they started to retreat violently, but it was already too late. Everyone felt a palm caressing their chest, and then their bodies seemed to break through the constraints of space and retreated at a faster speed.

Then, when they felt a stinging pain in their chests, their consciousness disappeared into the eternal darkness. Ancient martial arts - Heart-piercing Yin-Yang Hands.

A breeze blew through and the moon emerged from behind the clouds again, and the silver moonlight illuminated the earth again.

Paul was still standing next to the body of the senior traveler, with his hands behind his back leisurely, as if he had not moved at all. Except for the four people sent by Mark to protect Paul, the rest of the people around him had fallen into a pool of blood.

Most of them died with their eyes closed, with a hint of horror in their still-open eyes, as if they would not believe what was happening before them even to the point of death.

Paul calmed down the anger in his heart and turned to look at the four people sent by Little Mark. When the four people saw Paul turning to look at them, they all took a step back in fright. You must know that these people are all stuck.

None of the dead soldiers trained by the Er family crawled out from the pile of corpses. Even they were shocked by the murderous intent that Paul just erupted. Even if Paul has restrained his murderous intent now, he still relies on the residual power of the murderous intent that he just erupted.

The four of them were stunned and forced to take a step back. However, one could imagine how shocking the murderous intent Paul had unleashed just now, and what a deep impression his killing had left on these four people.

"Thank you all for your support tonight. Let me say hello to your master. Paul will be richly rewarded for today's kindness in the future." After saying that, Paul stretched out his figure and got in through the window he escaped from.

After listening to what Paul said, the four people didn't come back to their senses until Paul had left. Thinking of the speed that Paul had just shown, they were horrified. At the same time, they thought that if someone fought with them at this speed,

That...!

The four of them suddenly felt a cool breeze penetrate their spines, shuddered at the same time, looked at each other, and went back to report to little Mark.

What, you said we don’t need to protect them? Are you kidding me? It’s good that this kind of murderer doesn’t trouble others. If someone comes to trouble him, it’s really... Let us mourn for this unlucky child.

Bar.


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