Chapter 95 Today, I, like a man, angrily show you [Please give me a monthly ticket]

In the spring of three months, the sun is yin for ninety consecutive days.

A spring rain scattered after the misty clouds, allowing the entire West Lake to show a very different scenery from the sunny day.

At this moment, the spring rain fell all over the sky, and it seemed that it had stopped it for a moment.

Many people looked at the West Lake and looked at the endless white jade dike that stretched along the side of the West Lake. You can see a vast white aura rushing up on the dike, like a strong white python, with a dragon-turning posture, roaring towards the world.

However, what is even more shocking and dazzling is a glaring red on the white dike.

Many literati and poets looked at the sword with a little fear and cut off the head of the monk wearing a monk's garment, then stepped on a long ink sword and soared up, just like a peerless sword immortal who took off the sword!

From the carriage parked, the monk got out of the carriage and attacked with murderous aura, and then was killed by Anle and his head was cut off, everything happened in a flash.

The confrontation between practitioners was so fast that many people had not responded, and they could not even see the details of their confrontation.

But what many literati and poets know is that Anle won, and one sword cut off the monk's head, laying the victory.

But many literati and poets also thought that this was killing people...

Everyone is killing people!

Many people admire and admire An, who is famous now, but once it involves killing, and it is such a public murder, many literati and poets are also somewhat taboo in their hearts.

They didn't know what kind of revenge they killed in the world, but they only knew that celebrities like An Jiao killed people in Lin'an Mansion, and perhaps they would have to break their future.

On the flower boat in the center of West Lake, Fairy Yunrou stood with a guqin on her back. She looked at the battle on the long dike, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little ups and downs.

Monk Fakong is the cultivation of the five realms of body training. He has mastered the mysterious meaning and stepped into the innate world. His strength is blessed with innate power. His aura is endless and he is extremely domineering.

However, he was killed by Anle in a fair battle!

Fairy Yun Rou, who witnessed this battle, knew very well how domineering Anle's combat strength was, his magical sword skills, coupled with the blessing of Haoran's sword energy, and finally... playing the sword is like playing the piano.

Almost seized the opportunity in an instant, and used thunder skills to expand this opportunity and transform it into a winning momentum.

"Kill people with music... Master An also understands the way of music?"

Fairy Yun Rou's eyes shining.

She was proficient in the piano rules and naturally saw the final breakthrough point of Anle's situation, which was to use the soul to slam the sword, turning the Mochi sword roar into a murderous sound wave, like a buried black gunpowder that exploded and exploded.

Although Monk Fakong had a physical body in the five realms, he still could not prevent this sudden explosion, so he was exploded three times in a row, directly exploding his palm, arm and half of his body.

At this point, the situation was gone. Even if Monk Fakong was in full force, half of his body was blown up, and his combat power naturally dropped sharply. He was undoubtedly killed by Anle.

This battle is too exciting. The game between the two sides' techniques, the confrontation between the souls, or the hiding of the trump card, are all exciting.

After Anle killed Monk Fakong in one battle, a powerful invincible momentum suddenly emerged from his body, and the three realms were used to fight against the innate level of the five realms!

What a great victory, what a bold counterattack!

For the peace of mind that cultivates invincible power, the victory of this battle will definitely bring great condensation and improvement to his invincible power!

However, what puzzled Fairy Yun Rou was...

Stepping on the ink pond, taking the sword into the air, dyeing bloody green mountains with her hands, floating white clothes and wide sleeves, heading towards the hexagonal double-eaves pagoda, what exactly should Mr. An do?

Not only was she confused, but many practitioners and literati and poets who watched this battle on the long dike were all confused.

Some people think that peace means to escape fearing sin, while others think that peace means to surrender.

But some people feel that Anle's murderous aura condenses, as if she wants to... continue to kill people!

Have peace and kill people!

Who is he going to kill?!

There is someone who Anle wants to kill on the tower of Wanghu Lake!

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The spring rain is fine, and the entire Lin'an seems to be covered with a hint of solemnity. There are ripples on the West Lake, and the smell of blood spreads like a big net, filling this beautiful place.

Anle stepped on the ink pond and moved his sword straight up. This was his first time to move his sword. If he was out of the world, he could let his mind go out and fly with his sword.

But he had been in Lin'an Mansion before, so he had never tried to practice this technique.

Today, Anle killed Monk Fakong, his mind surged, and his invincible momentum gathered, and his whole heart was extremely high at this moment.

The hair was flying, white clothes flew, and the handsome and charming face was facing the slap of the spring rain. The qi and blood rolling in the body evaporated the spring rain, forming a hazy mist covering the whole body.

Anle stared at Wanghu Tower. On the Wanghu Tower, he saw a familiar figure leaning against the railing.

It seems that a picture flashed through the eyes one by one.

When he first met Qin Qianqiu, he sat high on the carriage, lifted up the curtain, and his eyes were high above, as if he was looking down at an ant crawling hard on the ground but showed some talent. With disdain and giving, he issued a solicitation.

Later on, Qin Qianqiu forced Zhushan to kill him, forcing Zhushan to sacrifice his life to kill Anle, and even prepared to exchange his life with Anle.

At that time, Qin Qianqiu still regarded Anle as an ant and could be erased at will, but due to the rules of the Lin Mansion, he had to let a small person like Zhushan kill him. However, Qin Qianqiu did not take Anle in his eyes, and felt that Anle would definitely die under his plan.

Then there was the imperial examination fraud case. Qin Qianqiu wanted him to be unfamiliar and had no chance of getting up again. He became a joke in Lin'an Mansion. Finally, when Anle fell to the bottom, he would hand out a sword at the right time and end his life.

But when all this failed, Qin Qianqiu arranged another method. This time, he invited a demon-subduing master, a genius demon-subduing master who was in the fifth realm of body training.

I want to break the invincible power of Anle, cut off the legendary road of Anle, let Anle's heart be destroyed, the future is lost, and the restoration will never be restored.

A person who fights the fifth level of body and fights the third level of body and fights the fifth level of body and fights. This is obviously a matter of sure.

Qin Qianqiu really hated and happy.

One scene after another blinked by Anle's eyes. Anle stepped on the ink pond, holding the sword and the green mountains had risen to mid-air.

Every time Anle is not careful, she will be doomed and will be completely smashed to the bottom.

But Qin Qianqiu didn't have to pay any price.

Again and again, no more!

The murderer has to pay a price!

Without a price, it will only encourage the other person's arrogance and sprinkle dust on your heart.

Strolling on the sword above the West Lake, the murderous intent in my heart gradually condensed, invincible momentum, great sword energy and murderous intent...

The wind and waves formed by interweaving make the spring rain falling from high altitude tilt in the direction.

The sword energy was filled with it, rising higher and higher. The green mountains in his hand were trembling slightly, and he emitted a low sword roar that was completely different from Mochi.

Qingshan is a bamboo sword. The sound of the sword chanting is low, like the sound of silk and bamboo. The bamboo sword should have been silent, but at this moment, the trembling sword chanting means that Qingshan feels Anle's state of mind, understands Anle's murderous intent, and chants for it.

The murderous aura is like a river flowing, and the green mountains cannot be blocked!

The ink pond shook, shattering the raindrops all over the sky, as if tearing the rain curtain apart. Anle's white clothes and wide sleeves were filled with spring breeze and murderous intent, and passed by with a sword and galloping towards the Wanghu Tower.

Get closer and closer!

The Qingshan sword pointed at the Wanghu Tower, full of unbelievable Qin Qianqiu.

The sword light is cold, and the murderous aura fills the universe!

A gentleman repays his grievances with righteousness!

Today, I will be filled with the young man’s spirit!

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Looking up the lake.

There was silence. Qin Qianqiu leaned on the railing, holding the lacquered wood guards on the railing with both hands, and he pinched the guards to the sunken marks.

There was disbelief, madness, and anger in his eyes!

"Why?! Why can't this kill him?!"

"Fahunting is the five realms of body-building, giving birth to a mouthful of innate energy, unparalleled power, and far exceeding the three realms, but why did he still lose!"

"Why is this kid's life so great!"

Qin Qianqiu was very angry. The spring rain tilted in and sprinkled on the lacquer wood guard's hand, so that the guard was soaked in an instant. As Qin Qianqiu slapped his anger, the mist raised up.

He stayed in Wanghu Tower and chose a place with an excellent location just to enjoy the peaceful death as if he was enjoying the spring rainy scenery of West Lake!

In his opinion, the demon-subduing Master Fakong, who spent a thousand Yuan Lingtong Treasures and three demon spirit pills, would not lose!

Monk Fakong is definitely not a weak person. He has the inheritance of Lianhua Temple and is one of the disciples of the holy monks of Lianhua Temple who cross the sea. The methods he practices are all top-notch, which is completely different from Ximen Qiuhua in the Hua Pavilion!

But he was defeated and even died in a very miserable way. He was exposed to his body and had no complete corpse.

As for the matter of killing Monk Fakong in the street?

It is useless at all. If you don’t say that Monk Fakong himself is not clean, just Anle itself gathers invincible momentum. At this time, challengers must be prepared to die.

When the legendary top scorer Li Youan gathered invincible power and created the legend, some people were dissatisfied with the battle, and ended up dead.

In that battle, many practitioners who were dissatisfied with it died.

Finally, he became the legendary top scorer of Li You'an!
To be continued...