People, after experiencing strong winds and heavy rains, may not necessarily have a complete enlightenment, and they may also fall into misunderstandings of their thoughts and get into trouble.
For example, Ye Junlin.
When Ye Junlin heard about the young man's situation, some of the most vulnerable parts of his heart were suddenly touched. Then those dark light groups occupied his heart bit by bit.
Bloodlust and killing slowly surged into his heart.
He looked at the complete playboy in front of him, and his murderous intention spread little by little...
But at this time, the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' was very depressed, really depressed. When he was bullying others and was enjoying the bullying, someone suddenly disturbed his "elegant mood", which made him very unhappy.
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The second young master of the Ling family raised his head and glanced at Ye Junlin, but suddenly smiled and turned from anger to joy. He looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: How many years has it been? How many years have he never seen anything like this?
It's second-hand.
"Hmph!" The 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' sneered: "Okay, that's really good."
Ye Junlin looked at the words and deeds of this dude and couldn't help but be stunned. The original murderous aura suddenly dissipated, and he was surprised and said in his heart: "Is there anything wrong with this guy's brain?"
The 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' stood up slowly, pointed at Ye Junlin and asked: "Hey, boy, do you know who I am?"
Ye Junlin looked at him and shook his head blankly.
"Hmph! I knew it!" the 'Second Young Master of the Ling Family' said proudly: "Listen, young master, my surname is Ling and my first name is Jin. I am the Second Young Master of the Ling Family in Bei Mo City, and the city lord
It’s my dad.”
Ling Jin said, with infinite pride on his face.
"Another cheater, so I won't be wrong to kill you." After Ye Junlin finished speaking, murderous intent surged out again, but he walked towards Ling Jin carrying the 'Bronze Broad-edged Sword'.
The overflowing murderous aura caused the onlookers to take a dozen steps back involuntarily.
Next to Ling Jin stood a thin old man. He was holding a "smoking gun" that was "more than one meter long" in his hand. He took a few puffs and then coughed, looking like he was terminally ill.
The old man looked at the murderous Ye Junlin, and the cigarette rod in his hand couldn't help but tremble. He stepped forward and blocked Ling Jin's front, with the cigarette rod in his hand already lying across his chest, looking like a first-class
An alert look.
"Master, let's go quickly, this kid is very strong." The old man said seriously.
"Very strong?" Ling Jin's heart suddenly froze.
The 'Smoking Gun Old Man' had protected him for more than ten years and helped him kill ten assassins instead of twenty. On every occasion, the old man didn't wave the 'smoking gun' casually and easily killed the opponent. But why this time?
...
"Master, let's go quickly." Seeing Ling Jin in a daze, the 'Smoking Old Man' urged him again.
"Okay! Mr. Qin, please be careful. I will go back and inform my father." Ling Jin realized the seriousness of the matter and did not care about torturing the young man on the ground. He took the guards and turned to leave.
"Let's go, have you left?" Ye Junlin said, and the 'bronze broad-edged sword' was also placed across his chest.
"Master! Let's go quickly!" the 'Smoking Gun Old Man' roared, using his smoking gun as a soldier, he headed towards Ye Junlin to kill him.
"Psychedelic smoke."
The old man roared, and the black profound energy was injected into the 'smoking gun', and a black smoke grew out of the 'smoking gun' and spewed towards Ye Junlin.
"It's a small trick." Ye Junlin suddenly raised his giant sword and slashed straight into the black smoke.
The black smoke is very soft and soft.
Ye Junlin's 'bronze broad-edged sword' struck the cloud of smoke, and the smoke immediately dissipated. Ye Junlin felt as if there was a white light coming from the sky, piercing him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
When Ye Junlin opened his eyes again, the black smoke had dissipated, but everything had disappeared. The 'Smoking Old Man' was gone, Ling Jin was gone, the restaurant was gone, and the crowd of onlookers was gone, and there was only one left in the world.
Total darkness.
"What's going on?" Ye Junlin asked in surprise.
"Bah."
"Bah."
Just when Ye Junlin was surprised, two sharp blades suddenly cut through the darkness. Ye Junlin instinctively turned sideways, but his shoulders were still scratched.
Two bloody holes appeared on his shoulders, and blood flowed down.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Ye Junlin shouted loudly, and the giant sword suddenly swung in the endless darkness. It was like the wind, sweeping across the world.
But there seemed to be no one in the darkness. Ye Junlin waved for a long time, but did not see any effect, so he had to stop again.
"Now that you've finished attacking, it's my turn." A cold, old voice came from the darkness.
Several sharp blades passed through again, and there were a few bloody wounds on Ye Junlin's arms, face, and chest. The beautiful clothes he had just put on turned into rags again.
The stabbing pain in his body made him calm down. Ye Junlin knew that he was under the spell of an illusion. It was useless to be reckless. The only thing he could do now was to calm down and feel the location of the spiritual energy fluctuations.
Thinking of this, Ye Junlin quietly closed his eyes.
A burst of spiritual energy from heaven and earth shot out, like a ray of light, illuminating the darkness.
Ye Junlin suddenly opened his eyes and swung out the giant sword in his hand.
"Qiang."
The intersection of metals is like hearing the inscription, the mysterious energy fluctuates, and the heaven and earth vibrate.
The boundless darkness suddenly shook, and then, as the sky grew brighter, Ye Junlin returned to reality.
"You can actually break my 'psychedelic smoke'." The old man sighed secretly, with a bit of praise in addition to shock.
"Mystical skills are good." Ye Junlin said, the 'bronze broad-bladed sword' in his hand opened and closed, the seven-colored mysterious energy surged, and the nine sword lights suddenly shot out like a strong wind.
"Continuous stabbing sword technique." Ye Junlin yelled.
Nine swords of various colors, like flying knives, kept attacking the 'smoking gun old man'. The old man swung the 'smoking gun' in his hand rapidly, constantly blocking Ye Junlin's nine swords, looking quite embarrassed.
The biggest reliance of the 'Smoking Gun Old Man' is the 'psychedelic smoke'. If his illusion technique loses its effect, even a warrior with the ninth level of mystical veins can still compete with him.
Not to mention, a killer like Ye Junlin who is good at close combat.
As time went by, the old man's body had been cut with bloody wounds by various sword lights, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were torn.
Ye Junlin yawned, as if he was tired of watching. He picked up the bronze broad-bladed sword in his hand and killed the old man.
The 'Smoking Old Man' was horrified when he saw Ye Junlin coming to kill him. He quickly got rid of the entanglement of the nine sword lights and turned around to escape.
Ye Junlin did not stop him, and the sword energy in his hand surged.
"Broken Wind."
Along with the endless sword intent, the cold voice rushed out from the edge of his sword like a river bursting its embankment.
The 'Smoking Old Man' only felt that there seemed to be a sword energy coming from behind, but he couldn't care less. What he had to do now was to stay as far away from this 'God of Death' as possible.
"hiss--"
The sword energy passed through the body of the 'Smoking Old Man' and made a sound similar to that of cutting meat.
The next moment, the old man who was originally jumping around was cut in half!
At a certain street corner, a dark figure saw this scene, and his heart trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
At this time, the crowd of onlookers in front of the restaurant had dispersed far away, and Ling Jin had already escaped. Only Ye Junlin and the young man who was bullied by Ling Jin were left in front of the huge restaurant.
Ye Junlin turned his head, stared at the young man and asked, "Brother, may I ask your name?"
"Li Mo." The young man's answer was neither humble nor arrogant.
"So Brother Li, do you want to take revenge?" Ye Junlin continued to ask.
"I think." Li Mo's answer was very simple.
"Well, take me to the 'City Lord's Mansion'. I don't know the way."
"good."
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On the empty street, two teenagers walked slowly, one behind the other.
At some point not long after, the ‘North Desert City’ that had been silent for a hundred years came to a boil...