Shi Yonghu and Han Yefeng did not leave Binhai City immediately. The two of them stayed in the presidential suite of Binhai International Hotel.
The time was five o'clock in the afternoon, and Shi Yonghu was sitting cross-legged in the suite. He said nothing, and his whole body seemed to have entered a state of fetal breath. Han Yefeng was carefully accompanying him.
The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, the setting sun shone in, and the whole room was suffused with golden light.
At this moment, Shi Yonghu opened his eyes.
Han Yefeng immediately shouted: "Uncle Master!"
A cold glint flashed in Shi Yonghu's eyes, which he quickly concealed. Then he raised his head to look at Han Yefeng and asked, "How is the martial arts golden sword competition going?"
Han Yefeng said: "Everything is in progress, and the competition will be held as scheduled. There are currently many masters participating in the 6th edition, and there are also masters from other countries who heard the news and signed up to participate in the competition." Shi Yonghu
He was slightly startled and said: "Other countries?"
Han Yefeng said: "Two masters came from Tokyo, Japan, both of the younger generation. They also wanted to use this competition to communicate with our martial artists. In addition, there are also some masters from the Siberian Black Boxing Camp.
The news has come. Some masters from the Buddhist community in Thailand have come."
Shi Yonghu was quite surprised and said: "This martial arts golden sword competition was originally just to serve as bait for a young junior like Chen Yang. I didn't expect it to develop to this point now. This competition is already a martial arts competition in the true sense.
Already."
Han Yefeng took it seriously and said, "Uncle Master, what should we do next?"
Shi Yonghu said: "If Chen Yang, a young junior, doesn't participate, just forget it. Just kill him. As for the martial arts competition, it will be held normally. As long as our Shaolin inner sect becomes the golden sword winner in the end, we can still restore the dignity of the Shaolin inner sect."
It was a shame for the Shaolin inner sect that they could not kill Chen Yang in front of their colleagues in the martial arts world. But at the moment, this was the only option.
Han Yefeng frowned slightly. He was a little worried and said, "But uncle, Chen Yang has a relationship with Mr. Qin. Moreover, I think he has a good relationship with some officials here. Plus he has recorded a voice, and now
We're just going to kill him because he's a bit sensitive."
A coldness flashed in Shi Yonghu's eyes and he said: "Just kill him, so what?" He paused and said: "After killing him, we will return to Nanyang immediately. Is there anyone who dares to come to Nanyang to investigate?
crime?"
Nanyang is the world of Shaolin Inner Sect. There is also a military base of Shaolin Inner Sect there.
Once in Nanyang, no one would dare to cause trouble to Shi Yonghu.
In China, even if Shi Yonghu killed Chen Yang, no one in the country could capture Shi Yonghu.
More importantly, Shi Yonglong had a very good relationship with some big figures in the country. As long as Shi Yonglong said hello, the sequelae of killing Chen Yang could be eliminated.
At this moment, Han Yefeng did feel the determination of Master Shi Yonghu. This Chen Yang had truly angered Master Shi Yonghu.
Therefore, Master Shi Yonghu must kill Chen Yang now.
Han Yefeng saw that Shi Yonghu had already paid attention, and it was hard to say anything more at the moment.
"But Uncle Master, when do you plan to take action?" Then Han Yefeng asked again.
"Just tonight." Shi Yonghu said.
Han Yefeng said: "Uncle, I have another worry. This Chen Yang is not a fool. He should be able to sense your murderous intention. If he escapes early, it will be a problem."
Shi Yonghu said coldly: "He can't escape."
Han Yefeng couldn't help but wonder, "Why?"
You must know that although the Shaolin Inner Sect is powerful, all its forces are not in China, let alone Binhai City!
Shi Yonghu said: "Before I left the tea house today, I had locked Chen Yang with my mind. If he were in Binhai City, I would still feel troublesome. If he escapes, I will have no worries if I kill him."
Han Yefeng couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and said: "Is the mind locked?"
He felt that Uncle Shi's statement was too mysterious.
Shi Yonghu glanced at Han Yefeng and said: "You haven't reached the realm yet, so you don't understand. Locking the mind can also be said to be soul locking for thousands of miles. I locked Chen Yang's breath, even if he escapes thousands of miles
Besides, I can also feel the presence of this breath. This is the mysterious intersection of magnetic fields."
Han Yefeng's eyes were filled with an incredible look. He felt that his uncle's cultivation was no longer like a human being. He truly looked like a god.
Night fell quickly.
At the beginning of the lanterns, a new moon rose into the sky.
Chen Yang, Mu Jing and Qin Moyao were all staying in the teahouse.
Qin Moyao was determined not to leave Chen Yang, she wanted to protect Chen Yang.
There was no reply from her grandfather, and she felt very unsure.
Chen Yang and Mu Jing sat cross-legged, like old monks in meditation.
At this moment, Chen Yang suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes.
Mu Jing also opened her eyes. She looked at Chen Yang in slight surprise and said, "What?"
Chen Yang frowned and said, "There's something wrong. I feel like there's dust on the altar, and I can't see anything clearly."
Qin Moyao was confused as he listened. The spiritual platform was covered in dust. What the hell is this?
But she didn't dare to ask random questions, since she felt the atmosphere was tense anyway.
But Mu Jing understands. When she and Chen Yang reach this state, their bodies are as crystal clear as jade, and their spiritual platform is as clear as day. This is also the reason why their eyesight and hearing are better than ordinary people. They can also clearly understand the slightest movement.
But now, Chen Yangling Tower is covered in dust for no reason, which is a very strange thing.
"Could it be..." Mu Jing turned to think of something and couldn't help but turn pale.
Chen Yang was puzzled and said: "What?"
Mu Jing said: "I heard that masters who have reached the peak of the golden elixir can already faintly communicate with the world. They can lock your soul from thousands of miles away. Once he locks your breath, even if you escape thousands of miles away, he can chase you.
Come and kill me. Could it be that person who used the magical power of locking souls from thousands of miles away on you?"
Chen Yang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and said in a deep voice: "I can feel that man's determination to kill me. It seems that he has no intention of letting me go, and I'm afraid that he is already on his way to kill me.
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Qin Moyao couldn't understand Qianli Soul Locking on the side, but she understood the meaning behind it. Her face was full of anxiety and fear, and she hurriedly said: "I will ask Director Xing to lead the team over right away."
Chen Yang stood up and said, "It's useless to repeat the same tricks. That person will not give us such a chance again." He paused, glanced at Mu Jing, and said, "The person he wants to kill is
Me." As soon as he finished saying this, he turned around and walked quickly outside.
Qin Moyao chased after him and said with a crying voice: "Chen Yang, where are you going?"
Chen Yang didn't answer. He left the tea house in the blink of an eye, drove the BMW, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Qin Moyao was in a state of panic. She felt an indescribable panic. She even smelled the breath of death.
Qin Moyao drove her police car to chase Chen Yang without even thinking about it. She wanted to protect Chen Yang and use her own life to protect him.
"Mo Yao!" At this moment, Mu Jing followed, and she held Qin Mo Yao.
Qin Moyao's eyes filled with tears. She was too afraid that something would happen to Chen Yang.
Mu Jing said in a deep voice: "Chen Yang wants to lure that person away. If he is with us, that person may kill us and silence us. But if he walks away, that person will only kill him."
Qin Moyao suddenly realized, and his heart was filled with grief. At this juncture, Chen Yang was still thinking about himself and Mu Jing.
"I'm going to save him!" Qin Moyao said firmly through gritted teeth. After she finished speaking, she opened the door and got in the car.
Mu Jing did not stop Qin Moyao and followed her into the car.
The police car flashed out like a bolt of lightning in the night. The police lights flashed and the sirens shrilled.
But what made Qin Moyao desperate was that she could no longer see Chen Yang's whereabouts. There was so much traffic on the road, and there was no trace of Chen Yang's BMW.
The world is so big, where should she go to find Chen Yang?
Maybe, I will never see Chen Yang again. When I see him again, it will be just a corpse!
Qin Moyao felt sad and helpless. She suddenly stopped the car in the middle of the road, then got out of the car and left in a hurry.
The night is dark, but the street lights are bright.
Thousands of people travel, each with his own joys and sorrows.
In the commercial building opposite, an advertisement for water washing was playing on the big screen.
Qin Moyao ran quickly, she didn't dare to think about anything in her heart. There was a kind of full sorrow in her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable and wanted to die.
In the police car, Mu Jing sat quietly.
She was surprisingly calm. At this moment, it was as if all the honor and disgrace in the world had nothing to do with her.
She could imagine Chen Yang's martyrdom determination to go here.
She suddenly felt that in this world, the ebb and flow of tides and the blooming and fading of flowers were so common.
People will get old, sick and die, so Chen Yang, the destined person, will also die.
Mu Jing will not be as heartbroken as Qin Moyao. That is because Qin Moyao loves Chen Yang, and because Qin Moyao is trapped by seven emotions and six desires.
Mu Jing would also be sad, but at this moment, she felt that she had stripped away this sad emotion. She was like a passerby looking at Mu Jing who was sad.
This is a very wonderful realm.
Mu Jing's road leads to the highest shore, and Chen Yang is the scenery she passes by.
Chen Yang drove a BMW at a fast speed.
But that sense of danger lingers like tarsal maggots.
Unknowingly, Chen Yang drove the car onto the national highway north of Binhai City.
There are not many vehicles on the national highway and the street lights are bright.
Ahead is the high entrance, where there is a toll booth.
Chen Yang does not want to die. He is a living person with seven emotions and six desires. He is also afraid of death.
He was desperately trying to survive. He had to drive as high as possible and try to delay as much time as possible at the speed of the BMW.
Although Chen Yang knew that he could never escape Shi Yonghu's Thousand Miles Soul Lock, he could live for just one more moment. This was human survival instinct.
Soon, Chen Yang arrived at the high toll station. However, Chen Yang did not stop. He directly broke through the high toll pole, and the BMW rushed out as if it had taken Viagra.
The BMW soon drove into the night, with no street lights on either side.
Also at this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.
Chen Yang took the phone with one hand and connected it.
What came over there was Lin Qingxue's voice.
"Chen Yang, where are you? Have you finished the matter? When will you go home?"
