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025, murderous, like no one else

After just one glance at the girl, Shen Lang couldn't help but turned his head away.

It's not that I don't dare to look at dead people.

This was the second time he saw a dead person up close and personal.

The body that I saw at the entrance of Wangjiazhuang Valley before was full of flesh and blood, with brains smeared on the ground and filled with fishy stench. It was far more stimulating to people's senses than this corpse. At least this corpse was not like that of flesh and blood.

Look.

But even so, even with the previous "experience", the miserable state of the corpse in front of him was still shocking to Shen Lang and unbearable.

Exhaling slowly, Shen Lang forced himself to turn his head and stared at the dead girl's body.

The girl's body was covered with swollen and black fingerprints, her ribs were collapsed, her hips were collapsed, and her knees were twisted... The whole person looked almost out of shape.

Shen Lang pursed his lips tightly, squatted down next to the girl's body, and picked up one of her arms.

The arm was like cooked noodles, limp as if there were no bones to support it. Shen Lang groped her arm gently and found that her entire arm, from her fingers to the shoulder bone, had been completely shattered into small pieces.

This is not only true for the arms, but also for the legs and feet.

Shen Lang was almost certain that she died of pain in despair and fear.

[Meow~ Shen Lang, you took me out of the city to a place like this in the middle of the night just to find her? 】

"right."

【What's wrong with her?】

"He was killed with extremely cruel methods."

【what you up to?】

Shen Lang didn't answer, stood up, frowned and remained silent for a while, said he was offended, wrapped the girl's body in a straw mat, took it out of the pit, and dug the pit again.

It was not until a deep pit of nearly 1.5 meters was dug that the girl was returned to the bottom of the pit and covered with soil.

While he was working hard.

The outgoing Xiao Zhao couldn’t help but ask:

[Shen Lang, you don’t want to make the decision for her, right?]

"Any questions?"

[But none of us know her...we have no relatives...]

"I once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword..."

[I know, you want to be a cool and unrestrained hero, but we really don’t know her. Even if you drink a bowl of water from her or eat a piece of dried fish from her, no matter how spicy it is, there is a reason, but now there is no reason.

...]

"A hero, whether he has no relatives or acquaintances, he can draw his sword in anger and uphold justice when he sees injustice on the road or even hears about it. Not for profit, not for reputation, not for love, just for one's sake."

It's hard to calm down. Anyway, in the martial arts novels I read, the heroes are like this.

"Ximen Chuixue can ride a horse for three days under the scorching sun and fly thousands of miles to avenge a stranger. The Jiangnan Seven Monsters, who are both good and evil, can also travel to the desert for several years for a promise.



"Of course I know that it's all just romanticism in novels. The real world before time travel didn't allow people like Ximen Chuixue and the Seven Strangers of Jiangnan to exist. In that world, I could only be an honest knight, but I

Isn’t it time to travel now?

"People have traveled through time, come here, and come to this world with real martial arts and even magic, earthly immortals, and gods... The inheritance has long been cut off, and the 'Ten Steps and One Kill' hidden in the little emperor's uncle has not been

I just happened to find it after confiscating it. I think there is a reason...

“If we just continue to attack online as before, wouldn’t we have wasted this opportunity?

"Of course I won't be as fierce as Ximen Chuixue and others. But what happened right under my nose made me turn a blind eye. I can't do it."

Shen Lang spoke softly, piled a small grave bag, pounded the soil with a shovel, and stood in front of the grave with the shovel in his hand. His tone was calm and his face was calm, but in his heart there was thunder and lava churning.

A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old is still a junior high school student in China.

But this girl died here silently.

After death, he didn't even have any clothes on his body, only a straw mat to cover him, and he wasn't even buried deeper.

No one cares about her life or death.

People who knew the cause of her death only dared to talk and sigh in private, and at most they spit on Young Master Zhao behind her back, but even the county magistrate, who was theoretically the most powerful in the county, did not dare to uphold justice for her.

That's how this world works.

Those who have power can do whatever they want, act unscrupulously, and take care of people's lives.

But no matter what, as a human being, you should have reverence.

If the powerful have no fear, Shen Lang feels that perhaps he should be their fear.

As a stranger and traveler with no relatives in the world, if you don’t want to follow the crowd and just be a salted fish, then do something interesting.

Shen Lang took a deep breath regardless of the stale corpse smell in the air.

Feeling the thunderous anger that seemed to burst out from his chest, he dropped the shovel, took out the long sword, threw the scabbard to the ground, and raised the sword again, with the tip pointing to the sky, the tiger's mouth facing inward, and the hilt facing his heart.

, hold the secret with your left hand and place it on the back of your right hand.

His posture was upright, his spine was like a spear, his eyelids were lowered, staring at the palm holding the sword, constantly recalling the shocking, inhuman shape of the girl's body that had been deeply engraved in his mind, and realizing the violence in his chest.

The thunder shook, the lava surged, and my mind was gradually immersed in the sword technique.

The sword technique of "ten steps and one kill" has one move and one form, and is a step-by-step routine.

There are also unique paths, quick shortcuts that can achieve success in one go.

It's just that the quick shortcut of "ten steps and one kill" is not like most magic arts, which involves using some cruel and domineering means of self-mutilation, or using evil and cruel methods of plundering to benefit oneself at the expense of others.

The quick shortcut of "ten steps and one kill" requires a certain state of mind.

And this kind of state of mind is something that few people can possess in imperial society, especially in the imperial society of a powerful empire.

Because that kind of state of mind, or special mentality, can be summed up in sixteen words:

He was full of murderous intent and acted as if no one was around. A white rainbow penetrated the sun, and the god blocked the killing god.

This is the quick method interpreted from the "Demon Taming Technique".

The so-called "white rainbow penetrating the sun" not only refers to the celestial phenomenon of the assassination of human kings, but also refers to heroic spirit.

To put it in layman's terms: I am full of courage and full of murderous spirit. I will assassinate the king and kill the chariot, and I will kill the god if I block it.

Originally, Shen Lang thought that the sixteen-character mental method of "ten steps and one kill" was already in the secret book, but it was hidden in code words and metaphors and needed to be interpreted before it could be revealed.

But now his mind has changed.

The "Demon Taming Technique" made certain modifications to the technique, making the key points of the "Ten Steps and One Kill" technique he obtained into an exclusive technique that was almost tailor-made for him.

And even if what Mu Qingxue took was the genuine secret loan, even if it could be deciphered in the end, her version would definitely be completely different from Shen Lang's version.

Because in this kind of imperial society where extraordinary saints are manifested and empires spread all over the world, there may be arrogant princes and arrogant literati in the world, there may be knights who dare to draw their swords in anger and wield their swords against injustice, there may be people who are strong in law enforcement and dare to demand justice.

The policeman who accuses the rich and powerful will definitely not be so completely arrogant that even the emperor of the empire and even otherworldly gods and demons will not take him seriously.

Unfortunately, Shen Lang is this kind of person.

Regardless of whether he is an emperor or a powerful person, they are all the same in his eyes. They are all mortals of flesh and blood, and they will die if they are killed.

In his heart, emperors, princes, ministers and dignitaries were no more noble than ordinary people.

As for gods and demons...since they exist objectively, their existence must be acknowledged.

But even so, there is no need to be too frightened.

Because gods and demons are nothing more than forerunners on the path of cultivation, and they are nothing more than more powerful life forms.

Likewise, you will die if you are killed.

It's just that if you want to kill gods and demons, you also need the same power as gods and demons.

Shen Lang believes that many Chinese people who have received nine years of compulsory education have the same philosophy as him: there is nothing to fear from imperial power, and there is nothing to fear from gods and demons.

He was full of murderous intent and acted as if no one was around.

Looking around the world, who cannot be killed?

One kill in ten steps is such a fierce swordsmanship.

Previously at home, Shen Lang tried to practice his sword, using the instant mental technique to kill in ten steps.

However, at that time, the fire in his heart was not strong enough.

Without witnessing it with his own eyes, he only relied on hearsay and rumors. After all, his knowledge and perception of the world were completely different. He only stayed in imagination and conjecture, and it was impossible to have any real feelings from the bottom of his heart.

Until I witnessed the body of the girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Only then did he finally truly understand the cruel and dark side of this world.

As a result, my state of mind quietly changed.

At this moment.

My mind was immersed in the sword technique, and the sixteen-character mental method flowed through my heart.

The tragic situation of the girl, Zhu Hu, Zhao Junshan's incompetent and furious helplessness, and the famous panic of the gunsmith shop and sword shop shopkeepers turned into fuel, making the thunder and anger in his heart even more intense, shattering and melting the sixteen-character mental technique.

The murderous aura turned into one word:

kill!

Buzz!

When the sword-manufacturing graphics of wielding a sword and making moves, driven by the eagerness to burst out with murderous intent, fly through the mind like a revolving lantern, when finally all the sword-manufacturing graphics merge into one and become

With a strike of the sword, the muscles, tendons, and joints all over Shen Lang's body suddenly vibrated, causing the sword body to buzz and vibrate.

The soles of Shen Lang's feet suddenly exerted great force, and the explosive force burst out from under his feet, gradually extending along the calves, thighs, waist, hips, spine, shoulders, and arms, and finally converged on the sword in his palm. Shen Lang used the thunder and anger to

With explosive force, he stabbed the long sword violently.

Whoosh!

The sword wind pierces the air, and the sword light is like lightning.

Shen Langren followed the sword and flew forward, flying ten steps forward, like a moth flying into a fire, or like a thunder and lightning tearing apart the night and cutting through the darkness.

Full of murderous intent, no one is around, a white rainbow pierces the sun, and the god blocks the killing god!

If you keep moving forward without retreating, you will die or I will die!

Benedict!

There was a muffled sound, and the ordinary iron sword blade penetrated the trunk of a large tree as thick as an arm. With one blow, it penetrated the trunk of the tree until it reached the hilt of the sword.

"Ten steps and one kill" Bai Hong Guanri's killer sword, perfected!


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