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Volume Two: The Edge of the Sword Appears Chapter 236: I Kill

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    The flying sword stands in the sky, with it as the center, inspiring the mysterious sacrificial text, and continuously absorbing the soaring people's hearts and minds, like a long whale absorbing water, without being saturated.

    With the absorption, the shape of the flying sword swelled greatly, and circles of brilliance rippled and circulated. It looked colorful, like a rainbow hanging across the sky, extremely beautiful.

    The sky, which was originally as dark as ink and eerie, became vivid.

    Such a change naturally attracted the attention of countless people, who looked up and wondered, but could not find the answer.

    "This, this is"

    The Evil Ancestor was startled and doubtful. Suddenly he thought of something and shouted out loud: "The wise way, the wise way that accepts the will of the people and becomes a god!"

    In the discourse, the usage of the word "cheng" is quite strange.  It's all because of the general Shinto, which absorbs public opinion and becomes a god, and its relationship with public opinion is like human beings and food; while Xian Dao is different, but is similar to the relationship between a boat and water.

    "Xian Dao, there are people who practice Xian Dao."

    "It has been lost for hundreds of years and now appears. Who is it?"

    Both the smelly monk and Huang Mengbi saw it and were equally surprised.

    The smelly monk had mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "Xian Dao is here to take charge, and this is to win over the hearts and minds of the people of the city and kill the evil ancestor!"

    The will of the people cannot be violated, and it is by no means just words.  If there are only a few people, or hundreds of people, it is not terrible.  But what about ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people, or even one million people?

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    Who said that all people are ants?

    This statement should be laughed at.  I don¡¯t understand the source of luck in the world.

    Public opinion is the will of God, and it is under God¡¯s will.  Can overturn everything.

    The evil ancestor is an old antique who has lived for nearly a thousand years. He is the most advanced high-level warlock. He naturally understands the truth. Thinking of its power, he can't help but tense up:

    He has been planning for a long time, and he wants to use his great supernatural power to make waves, flood Yangzhou, and rob millions of living beings of their evil spirits.  Because the Yangzhou City God is not here.  This plan is more successful. It doesn't take half a day to drive the water to break the city and create a thousand-mile country.

    Even if two Taoists were to appear across the land and walk around the world, he would not worry at all that his plan would be blocked.

    Under the pressure of overwhelming force, the two of them were nothing more than a chariot.

    The floods are huge and the dark clouds destroy the city.  It has become a sure-fire situation.  The clinker came to know that there were people in the city who practiced the virtuous way, which gave rise to the biggest change.

    In a crisis situation, no matter how much the people in the city pray and pray, no matter how strong the people's hearts and minds are, if no one takes the lead.  But it's all in vain.

    Even if there are gods here, they would not dare to absorb many thoughts without filtering - in Shintoism, there is a lot of emphasis on absorbing incense. If you are not careful, you will suffer from indigestion, causing a series of consequences

    But Xian Dao is different.  Be creative and cultivate the way of the world.  Borrowing people's hearts to become a god is the most suitable way to show off one's power under such circumstances.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As soon as the virtuous way is revealed, all the people return to their hearts, and gather their strength, soaring with the force of thunder, which is enough to sweep the world.

    ¡°No, we must not let him succeed!¡±

    For the first time, Evil Ancestor felt a sense of urgency. He saw that the other party's virtuous cultivation was not yet complete, and there were still many shortcomings and flaws.  If we take advantage of the opportunity and take action, we may have no chance of winning.  So the evil spirit was activated, and the condensed giant hand was not too big but smaller, but became more and more pure. Finally, it became the size of a house, with its whole body black and shiny, and its shape and spirit were complete, as if it had substance and became a real hand.  big hands.

    The palms are like lids, the fingers are slightly curved, and there are sharp nails.

    When this hand appears, it has a domineering and majestic power that covers the sky.  Whistling down, he grabbed the flying sword that was still constantly integrating the hearts and minds of the people.

    "not good!"

    ¡°Stinky monk, let¡¯s take action quickly to arrest the Evil Ancestor.¡±

    Huang Mengbi¡¯s eyes were sharp and he immediately judged the key to the situation.

    In order to deal with Feijian, Evil Ancestor almost raised most of his cultivation levels, which greatly reduced the pressure on Monk Stinky and Huang Mengbi.  However, the two of them have exquisite minds, and this moment is not the time to care about gains and losses. They must let the flying sword condense into a general trend before they can defeat the Evil Ancestor.

    And what they have to do is to do their best to take care of Feijian.

    So, all the magic weapons and magical powers that were used to press the box were used with all their strength, constantly bombarding the evil ancestor spirit hidden in the dark clouds.

    These attacks should not be underestimated, especially the Huang Meng Pen, which is the best among magic weapons. It has a huge power bonus. Every time it is swung, it can defeat a small amount of dark clouds.part.

    The dark cloud is the evil spirit, and it is also the natal magic weapon condensed by the evil ancestor. The two are connected to the heart.  The dark clouds were destroyed, and the evil ancestor himself felt uncomfortable.  But right now, he can't take care of that much. He must first destroy Xian Dao Feijian before he can grasp the chance of victory.

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    Amidst the strange noise that made people feel sad, the giant hand grabbed the flying sword.

    Five fingers, the palm of the palm, a touch of color that appeared in the sky was suddenly covered, and became dark again.

    "Do not do this!"

    "Everyone who sees this scene can't help but shout: Although they are ordinary people with limited knowledge, how can they not know what is good and what is bad in the current situation?"  Subconsciously, he regarded the giant dark cloud hand as the culprit of this disaster, and the appearance of Feijian represented a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of life.

    The giant hand grabbed the flying sword, didn't it mean to cut off everything?

    At that moment, the desire to survive was stronger than ever, so no one wanted the flying sword to be destroyed, and they all hoped that the flying sword could defeat the dark clouds in one fell swoop.

    Between love and hate, countless new thoughts swarm out, unified and pure, with almost no unnecessary distractions.

    This power of the people's will is so majestic and huge that it permeates the entire sky of Yangzhou City.  The blood is boiling, the literary spirit is steaming, and he joins in without any grudges.

    The trend is great and luck is coming!

    In the main square of Yangzhou Academy, Ye Junsheng, who was sitting on a chair in silence, had two clusters of bewitching red on his cheeks. He was waving drumsticks in his arms, with veins on his hands exposed, as if he had beaten all the energy out of his body.

    The beat of drums is like rain hitting the banana trees.

    He suddenly widened his eyes, pursed his lips and softly said two words: "I will kill you!"

    The hands suddenly stopped, the song "General's Order" stopped, and the whole place was silent.

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    The sword light in the world is like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon. The brilliance stretches hundreds of feet and breaks through the clouds with an unparalleled momentum, illuminating half of the sky.

    "ah!"

    High in the sky, there was a faint and ferocious howl, and then the dark clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

    Outside the city, the river, which had been roaring wildly, slowly began to fall, retreat, and finally calmed down, as if it had exhausted all its strength.

    After the rain, the sky cleared, and a great sun shone brightly.

    There was no cloud or rain, and there was no sword light stretching across hundreds of feet. The sky was blue, as if everything that had happened before was just people's hallucination and a nightmare.
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