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Chapter 342 Qin Jie VS Yang Haoyu!  (one)

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    Yang Haoyu said with an indifferent expression: "You insist on killing me even though you know you will definitely die because of revenge. I don't believe that a four-year-old boy can remember the faces of your parents for such a long time. I thought you just couldn't get rid of the psychological shadow of that year."  That's all." After hearing these words, Qin Jie said: "I must admit that it is very uncomfortable to have the young master's blood on my hands. No matter how I wash them, I still feel that they can't be cleaned. There is always stickiness in the gaps between my fingers. Maybe it is indeed a psychological shadow. My first  The first time I killed someone, I used a hatchet, and I have been accustomed to using knives ever since. But so what? What¡¯s the point of what you said?¡± Yang Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly with a look of ridicule and contempt on his face and said: ¡°At least it can prove that your revenge is not  "As great and just as you imagine" "Great and just" Qin Jie shook his head and said: "In the past few years after escaping from Shenzhou City, I have imagined countless times that one day I will meet a strange man in the mountains and inherit a unique skill.  What should I say before I go straight to the Tiandao League to kill you? I will ask you why you are so cold and easy to kill. I will say that I will kill you today to demand justice from you for all the innocent people who died in the Hall Master's Mansion. That list.  It¡¯s very long. These are some very righteous and awe-inspiring words. But what does it have to do with me?¡± The wind and snow chilled his body. Qin Jie blocked his lips with his fists and coughed twice. Then he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the snow, which was pus-yellow.  The phlegm was very dazzling in the clean white snow. "I have killed no less people than you. I have also done many evil things that others cannot imagine. My hands are never clean. How can I be a messenger of justice?" He looked at Yang Haoyu and said  : "No matter how many innocent people you kill, it doesn't matter to me. As long as it has nothing to do with me, I can even applaud you from the side. But since you killed my whole family, I will naturally kill you. This is a matter of course and does not require anything else."  Reason." Yang Haoyu was silent for a long time and suddenly said: "It's interesting." Then he stood up from his chair, like an indestructible mountain peak suddenly appearing in the wind and snow. "Come and kill me." He finally said: "Or  Kill me and end your painful life." At dusk, Shenzhou City was like falling into an eternal night. Thick snow clouds blocked the last afterglow and the starlight in the sky. The lakeside was pitch black. Only the torches in the distance illuminated it.  The snowflakes falling from the sky turned the dense and whistling snow into the starlight of the world. Yang Haoyu looked at the closed courtyard door in front of him with an expressionless face. He stretched out his hand and took the military flag from the hands of his confidants. He walked to the courtyard gate, holding the military flag in his right hand.  He paused for a moment. His movements were very casual. The ground in front of the courtyard gate was hard stone. When the flagpole fell, the stone ground shattered into pieces and splashed with countless gravels. The tail of the pole was deeply inserted into the mud. Yang Haoyu slowly released his palm. The flagpole seemed to be born on the ground.  The steadfast blood-red military flag is hunting in the snowflakes in the sky and swallowing up all the night. This blood-red royal flag has accompanied Yang Haoyu for many years. For decades, this blood flag has never fallen down, just like the one under the blood flag.  Powerful men. The cronies on the outskirts of Yanming Lake, the vigilant hall masters, and the bodyguards who maintain order all have a strong feeling when they look at the bloody flag in the night. Tonight, this bloody general flag will still not fall. Yang Haoyu is leaving.  Climbing up the stone steps, he pushed open the courtyard door, and walked into the night. Qin Jie was not in the house by Yanming Lake. He and Zhang Chuchu were standing on Yanming Mountain on the south bank of the lake at this time, overlooking the far other side of the lake. Zhang Chuchu  Wearing white clothes to cover up the increasingly violent snow. In the eyes of the world, Qin Jie's most powerful cultivation realm is the talisman and the spear. If he wants to fight against a peak martial arts expert like Yang Haoyu, it is natural for him to keep the fighting distance. Although Yang Haoyu  I don¡¯t know where Qin Jie is at this time, but I can guess it even if I think about it. It¡¯s just that he is so proud and confident that he doesn¡¯t care about it at all. It¡¯s just that tonight there is a strong wind and snow, and the night sky covers the stars. In the cold winter, Yanming Lake seems to be frozen.  Mo Yan, even if Qin Jie's senses are sharp, can't see the scene on the other side clearly. If he can't see it, then how can the rune gun hit the enemy? "This night snow seems unfair to me, but it is actually true to Yang Haoyu."  It's not fair. Qin Jie looked at the other side of the lake and the wind and snow on the lake, shook his head and continued: "I won't be happy if the Formation Eye Pestle is taken away by Brother Tian, ??but it's also fair. My cultivation level is far inferior to that of Yang Haoyu. It doesn't seem to be right.  Fair, but in fact, I have been preparing for fifteen years, but he doesn¡¯t know that there is a person like me in the world who has been watching him silently, so the unfairness here can be considered even, as long as this battle is limited to me and him.  Then I admit that this is fair." Zhang Chuchu held the white clothes tightly and shrank down to ensure that the white clothes would not be blown away by the violent and strong wind and snow, and whispered: "Brother Jie, you are worried that someone will intervene." "  Yang Haoyu is in Tiandao after all."In addition to being a guest of the Taoist sect, I always feel that some people will come to disturb this battle. I did feel something when I was holding the Formation Eye Pestle earlier." Qin Jie thought about his fellow disciples in Qingmengzhai and said, "But  I'm not worried because this is Shenzhou City and not anywhere else. As long as Qingmengzhai is still in the south of the city, no one is qualified to intervene." Maybe some forces want to intervene in this battle, but more people are just waiting silently.  The battle at Yanming Lake begins. For example, Li Ran left the Taoist Temple. The best place to watch a battle is of course from a high place. He was on the city wall of Shenzhou City at this time. His plain white clothes were fluttering in the night snow. Many people  I thought Shinhwa Group didn't want to see this battle between Yang Haoyu and Qin Jie. In fact, people from Shinhwa Group had indeed raised objections, but as he came to Shenzhou City on behalf of Dao Sect, he could ignore Shinhwa Group's attitude. Although he also wanted to see it  Yang Haoyu returned to old age safely but did not mind the occurrence of this battle because Li Ran could not imagine that Qin Jie might win no matter how he deduced it. It was good that Yang Haoyu could win. It was better that Yang Haoyu killed Qin Jie and offended Qing Mengzhai because then he would never be able to win again.  There is no way to stay in the Tiandao League and return to old age peacefully. It is also impossible to shake at the wall. The only way is to swear allegiance to the Daomen. "Although the idea of ??the Daomen is good, we must first make sure that Yang Haoyu can win." A voice sounded on the city wall with the rhythm of this man's words.  It was very slow, but it was still so clear in the sky full of wind and snow, which seemed to make people feel at peace. The senior brother walked to Li Ran and looked towards the dark Yanming Lake in the distance below the city wall. "I only saw you in the morning."  Here we go again." "Yes, come and have a look." Li Ran asked, "What are you coming to see for?" The senior brother looked at Li Ran and smiled and said, "Now that your sword is clear and quiet, there is no third person except Mr. Li Shan. You are not in Shenzhou City."  My opponent, so I want to come see you." Looking at you actually means looking at you. Li Ran watched Ye Xue dance wildly in front of the city wall and said with an expressionless face: "No one in Shenzhou City is my opponent, but there is a room outside the city.  "Qingmengzhai" Tonight, the wind and snow are blowing away. There are many people sitting in the snow. Three worshipers are sitting in the winter forest on the east bank of Yanming Lake. Snow is falling from the sky at night. His face is indifferent, as if he is not aware of the cold around him. He cannot allow anyone  However, he had something in mind before, so he came to the forest and waited silently. A Taoist priest walked slowly in the night snow. The forest was pitch black, but the kapok robe on the Taoist priest's body and the hat on his head were so clearly visible to nature.  With a sense of fairness, Sanzongsun frowned slightly as he looked at the Taoist priest walking in the wind and snow. He was already a great practitioner in the advanced realm a few years ago. However, at this time, he found that he could not see the depth of this Taoist priest.  Arousing great vigilance and fighting spirit, the strong men contended for a moment without any words to test or ask where it came from. The third priest of the mountain gate, Zhong, held the hilt of the sword behind his back and pulled it out. The blade of the sword rubbed against the sheath, making a very slight sound.  Just like snowflakes falling on the thick snow, the sword was forced to stop when it was only halfway drawn out. Sanzongfeng's eyebrows were about to fly up. The hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly, and all the cultivation power in his body spurted out. But behind him,  Instead of continuing to draw the sword out, it slowly retracted the sheath. The sound of the sword rubbing against the sheath was as quiet as falling snow, but it made his heart palpitate. The Taoist priest wearing a hat was walking slowly in the wind and snow, only a few feet away from him.  At a distance of three, the body of the worshiper was extremely stiff. The hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled as if it were a dead branch bearing snow. Looking at the Taoist priest, his usually proud eyes were filled with only fear. The Taoist priest did not make any move. There was no breath of heaven and earth in the snow forest.  He just walked slowly and made a great cultivator in the fate-knowing realm unable to draw his sword. The three worshippers were so shocked that he could not imagine that any cultivator in the world could have such a method. In an instant, he guessed the origin of this Taoist priest.  The pupils shrank sharply. The visitor from Taixu Temple. The three priests looked at the Taoist priest who was getting closer and closer. He looked at his gentle but determined eyebrows and stiff eyes, and his body trembled slightly with fear. He groaned, his face suddenly turned red, and his five fingers were withered.  Zhang Zhang suddenly followed the traces of heaven and earth floating in the snow forest and wanted to get out of the other party's control. The Taoist priest raised his right palm and stood in front of him with his index finger slightly bent to make an unknown mudra. The wind and snow in the winter forest suddenly accelerated, and there were thousands of pieces of snow.  It seemed that in an instant it fell on the body of the three worshipers of Qinghe County. Those snow flakes sensed the supreme Buddha power in the Taoist priest's handprints and settled into the clothes of the three worshippers, turning into countless invisible snow ropes to bind this person.  The Taoist priest glanced at him, his eyes full of mercy and pity, and then he stepped on the thick snow and walked past him like a lakeside outside the winter forest. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.  piaotia.net
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