"Can you walk on your own?"
Bu Jingyun looked down at Hu Yidao.
Hu Yidao gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
"Then follow me and kill someone!"
Bu Jingyun said this as he held the coffin in one arm and walked out of the crowd.
Wherever he passed, people made way for him.
Afterwards, a group of people followed behind the two of them with an expression of watching the fun.
"Brother Xu, shall we...?"
In the crowd, several figures were watching Bu Jingyun and the other person walking away.
One of them looked at the handsome man in front of him.
The handsome man looked at Bu Jingyun with eager eyes, as if he wanted to take action.
But in the end he shook his head.
“Forget it, let’s ignore them for now. The Potian Gang robbed the Dachao Commercial Bank, so it’s not a pity for them to die. Let them go.
Since they are from the Tianxia Association, they should come to Uncle Chen’s residence tonight, and then…”
"Let's go! Let's finish shopping first!"
…
On the street, a tall figure was walking with a coffin on his shoulder, and behind him was a man walking with difficulty.
Further behind was a large group of people watching the fun.
"Brother, what are you doing? Why are there so many people?"
A man who didn't know the truth grabbed a big man who was following him and asked.
"The Crying Death God Bu Jingyun is carrying a coffin. He should be going to cause trouble for the Potian Gang that has recently settled in the northern corner of the city. We are all here to watch the fun!"
"Ah! So that's how it is. That's great. Someone is finally going to take action against these bastards of the Potian Gang."
…
Word spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and soon, more and more teams were following behind.
Looking down from above, one can see dense crowds of figures following Bu Jingyun and others, which is truly a spectacle.
"Master, your coffin?"
Hu Yidao was behind Bu Jingyun, his eyes constantly glancing at the coffin. Finally, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.
Bu Jingyun did not turn around, and a voice came, "Lei Potian found an accomplice. I am not sure if the two of them will work together. This coffin is prepared for them as well as for myself!"
"this… "
Hearing this, Hu Yidao was shocked.
Bu Jingyun is not sure
Hu Yidao was shocked at first, and then he was puzzled.
He didn't understand why Bu Jingyun went even though he was not sure.
This doesn't conform to Yan Xiong's idea of fighting if he can win and running away if he can't.
As if sensing Hu Yidao's confusion, Bu Jingyun continued:
“It’s a good thing for a man to be able to bend and stretch, but that’s not my style.
My style of doing things is to fight to the death and then survive. If I win this battle, my belief in invincibility will no longer be hindered. The sky is big and the earth is big, and I will be able to soar freely.
If you lose, you will take my body back and apologize to the master for me!"
Hearing this, Hu Yidao fell silent.
Although he didn't understand what the belief in invincibility was, he vaguely knew why Bu Jingyun, Duan Lang and even Nie Feng were favored by Yan Xiong.
They all seem to have a unique temperament.
Bu Jingyun's indomitable spirit, Duan Lang's viciousness, and Nie Feng's integrity.
Even Qin Shuang is more diligent than ordinary people.
These characteristics that everyone has were magnified in several people, and therefore they were favored by Yan Xiong.
Hu Yidao seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.
Before he knew it, he found that Bu Jingyun had stopped.
"Who are you? Get out of here! This is the Potian Gang..."
Directly in front of Bu Jingyun was a house that looked quite luxurious.
The two ferocious guards saw the two men and the crowd behind them, and immediately shouted as if they were facing a great enemy.
Bu Jingyun paused for a few breaths, then continued walking towards the house.
As he walked, a terrifying aura rose from him for no reason.
The momentum was as if God was angry, full of arrogance and ferocity.
boom…
The two guards were knocked away by Bu Jingyun with a palm and a kick.
The two men flew backwards, creating two human-shaped holes in the dark red door.
Bang!
Bu Jingyun put down the coffin, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and rolling waves of sound came out of his mouth.
"Lei Potian, come out and die!"
The sound waves and echoes continued to explode above the house.
As he shouted the words, his aura suddenly surged.
As his aura surged, a few black clouds floated in the sky from somewhere.
The black clouds gathered above Bu Jingyun's head like a giant beast.
The dark clouds rolled in, as if a giant beast was tumbling and roaring, giving a scene of dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
At this time, in the house arranged by the Fudi Gate, eyes seemed to be looking towards the north of the city as if penetrating time and space.
This also includes Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong was more familiar with that black cloud and that momentum than anyone else.
That is the Paiyun Palm.
That is Bu Jingyun.
That is also the God of Death who does not cry.
Yan Xiong stood up slowly with a smile on his face.
He knew that Bu Jingyun, the Crying God of Death, had awakened.
This awakening does not mean that Bu Jingyun from another world has been resurrected.
Rather, it means that Bu Jingyun finally realized the invincible spirit that belonged only to Bu Jingyun.
From today on, the name of Bu Jingyun, the Uncrying God of Death, will spread throughout Mobei.
He will truly become Yan Xiong's reliable helper in unifying the world.
On Xuanhe Mountain, a white-haired old man who was standing on the top of the mountain teasing Xuanhe suddenly stopped and looked towards the direction of Xuanmen City.
"It's really a great battle. All kinds of monsters and demons have emerged."
Shaking his head, he turned around and continued teasing Xuan He.
"Bu Jingyun, you are really a haunting ghost. You chased me for half a month, across more than ten cities, just for tens of thousands of taels of silver. Is it worth it?"
A suppressed angry voice was heard, and along with the voice, two figures walked out of the house with a group of people holding sharp blades.
"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"
A flash of fighting spirit appeared in Bu Jingyun's eyes. He kicked the ground and rushed out in an instant.
Boom boom boom…
As his palm strikes continued, endless palm power burst out with fierce force and blasted towards the two of them.
"You're looking for death!"
Of the two, the one with a burly build and a ferocious look let out an angry roar, clenched his fists, and attacked.
In a trance, a huge millstone appeared behind him.
"The Great Method of Grinding the Sky!"
A fierce voice sounded.
Then the big mill rushed towards Bu Jingyun with tremendous ferocity.
Bu Jingyun's expression remained unchanged, but the momentum of his palm changed. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly pressed down, and a giant black cloud palm pressed down directly.
Before the giant palm fell, the whole street was already filled with strong winds, and the ground in the direction where the giant palm fell began to collapse.
Among them, the huge mill that had just seemed so ferocious was actually collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Brother Lu, help me!"
Seeing this scene, the big man spoke suddenly.
Before he finished speaking, the figure who came out with him jumped high and drew the long sword at his waist.
"cut!"
With a loud slash, a blade shadow filled with murderous intent slashed down.
puff…
The blade slashed at the black clouds in the sky, cutting the giant palm made of black clouds in half.
The true meaning of martial arts was broken, Bu Jingyun's face turned pale and his body couldn't help but take a step back.
"You should never use us to build your invincibility!
Although you have made great progress in your martial arts after taking advantage of the situation, both of us are at the peak of the sixth rank.
You got the wrong person!"
The big man sneered, clasped his palms together, and the big mill behind him spun and pressed directly towards Bu Jingyun.
As the big mill rotated, the air was broken and the sound of air exploding was endless.