When You are in The World, Play The Role of A Hero

Chapter 198: insanity

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"Stop! The village chief has ordered that no one is allowed to go in!"

"Asshole! How dare you force your way in!"

boom…

Although Yan Xiong followed Qi Liancheng in, after entering the door, he began to pay attention to the entire surroundings of the camp, trying to see if he could find anyone suspicious.

Therefore, he lagged behind Qi Liancheng and his companions by a few steps, with only the old monk Xinjue who was also observing the surroundings beside him.

And wait for Yan Xiong to approach.

Then they heard someone shouting loudly, and then, accompanied by a strong fluctuation of true energy, a figure flew directly towards them.

It was not flying towards him, but towards the old monk Xinjue.

Yan Xiong's eyes flashed, and he stared at the old monk closely, wanting to see his strength.

Unfortunately, it was obviously impossible for a person who was knocked away by a palm to test the old monk's strength.

I saw Xinjue chanting the Buddha's name, and then gently slapping out with his palm.

boom…

There was another loud bang, and the figure exploded directly in mid-air.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

Yan Xiong lightly flicked his cloak, and suddenly a gust of wind blew out, blowing the flesh and blood falling towards him aside, and then he looked at Xin Jue.

There was something strange in his eyes.

Everyone said that Xin Jue was a devil back then. Sure enough, from the ruthless look on his face, it can be seen that he is indeed a ruthless person.

As if he had sensed Yan Xiong's thoughts, Xin Jue clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am cultivating the Buddha of Killing, so don't be surprised, Mr. Yan!"

"Killing Buddha?"

Yan Xiong was stunned.

It seems that there is no such person among the Arhats, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

"Amitabha, I am the Killing Buddha!"

Xinjue said.

Hearing this, Yan Xiong curled his lips, another fucking perverted lunatic.

Those who dare to say that they are Buddhas are basically those who are deeply possessed by the devil. Ordinary monks would do this, only crazy monks would do this.

No wonder the Vajra Temple has become increasingly dilapidated in recent years. With people like this filling the temple, it would be strange if it didn’t decline!

What one cultivates in Buddhism is the mind and what one cultivates is goodness. If one does not cultivate the mind and does not cultivate goodness, and good and evil are entirely determined by one’s own thoughts, then one has already become a demon or a Buddha.

With him around, Vajra Temple will definitely turn into a devil's den.

No wonder the monks in Vajra Temple have become hypocritical in recent years. It turns out there is a source for this.

However, whether the Vajra Temple becomes a demon cave or not is none of Yan Xiong’s business.

For him, it would be better if all these monks died so as not to block his way.

"Qi Liancheng, how dare you break into the camp of my Dongting Sixteen Villages!"

Someone roared in the tent that Qi Liancheng and others entered.

The voice was filled with anger.

Yan Xiong glanced at the old monk and walked in quickly.

"Wu Qishang, stop pretending, we are all here, why don't you give it a try!

I think you don't want to go back alive, how dare you be so arrogant. "

As they approached the tent, Yingchou's arrogant voice, which made people frown, came over.

"you… "

Wu Qishang was extremely angry and seemed to be about to take action. Strong fluctuations of true energy emanated from his body.

"Master Wu?"

Qi Liancheng's cold voice sounded.

As this voice sounded, the energy fluctuation that had just risen quickly subsided.

It was obvious that Wu Qishang understood his current situation.

Yan walked into the tent and saw the people who had come in earlier standing in front of a corpse with its eyes wide open and eyes open.

Opposite those people, there were still these two people standing.

One of the two men was Wu Qishang, the chief of the Sixteen Villages of Dongting.

Although Wu Qishang was afraid of the crowd and did not take action, his tone was very bad.

"Everyone, we are all members of the same alliance. Is this how you bully the Sixteen Villages of Dongting?"

Hearing his words, everyone sneered, and Qi Liancheng said with a cold face:

"Since you know that we are allies, you shouldn't try to hide the fact that someone broke into the village to assassinate us.

What's more, we are not deaf, we still heard the screams of the three leaders of your village.

Such an obvious sound, you still want to hide it from me?"

"Humph! This is our family affair of the Sixteen Villages of Dongting. Why can't we keep it secret?"

Although Wu Qishang still spoke toughly, his tone was obviously much weaker.

Seeing that he was showing signs of weakness, Qi Liancheng didn't want to force him, lest he really quit.

His tone was slightly relaxed, "Master Wu, you should know that now is the critical period for slaughtering the Japanese. The third master of your camp was assassinated at this time, and it was obviously done by Fuso.

For our safety, we must check the body and then track down the murderer.

Otherwise, even if you and I can survive, can you guarantee that all your brothers can survive

Moreover, the person who died was your sworn brother, so you must want to catch the murderer more than anyone else.

And it will obviously be easier to catch the murderer if we join forces, don’t you think?"

After listening to Qi Liancheng's words, Wu Qishang was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Do you have any method to track down the murderer?"

"Tsk! I think not enough people have died in your Dongting Sixteen Villages. You have no memory and have even forgotten what your grandfather did."

Yingchou suddenly sneered and said sarcastically.

Logically speaking, if what he said was so obvious, Wu Qishang should have been furious or refuted it.

However, Wu Qishang was just stunned for a moment, and then stopped talking.

Yan Xiong watched in amazement.

Then he turned his gaze towards Yingchou.

Not only him, everyone looked at Ying Chou.

There is a reason why Yingchou dares to laugh at Wu Yiqishang like this.

As everyone knows, Ying Chou's ability to become one of the Seven Heavenly Demons was not due to his martial arts.

In terms of martial arts, although he is also at the fourth level, he is almost in the most ordinary category. In a powerful demon sect like the Heavenly Demon Sect, there are obviously many people who are better at martial arts than him.

But he happened to become one of the Seventh Heavenly Demon.

The reason why he is one of the Seven Demons is because of his Gu skills.

It is said that he studied under the Seven-Hearted Old Man from the Western Regions.

Old Man Qixin is a supreme elder of the Western Region Gu Poison Sect. It is said that he is good at using seven kinds of strange Gu. These seven Gu are just small insects on weekdays, but when they show their power, they will turn into seven strange Gu worms shaped like hearts.

These seven kinds of poisonous insects can track people, kill people without them being seen, burn corpses to destroy all traces, and can even die for others. In addition to this, it is said that these poisonous insects survive by eating the brains of living people, which is extremely terrifying.

Therefore, Old Man Qixin is a feared figure in the Western Regions.

As for Ying Chou, he learned a kind of poisonous insect from Old Man Qi Xin.

Thanks to this poisonous insect, he was directly appointed as one of the Seventh Devil in the Heavenly Demon with his ordinary strength among the fourth rank.

Seeing everyone looking at him.

Yingchou couldn't help but smile and took a step forward.

With a flick of his hand, a small insect the size of an ant flew out from his body.

The little bug flew straight to the corpse lying on the ground, crawled onto his head, bit him lightly, and then sank directly into the corpse's head.

"Asshole! How dare you, Yingchou!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Qishang immediately became furious and pounced towards the corpse on the ground with an angry look on his face.