Chapter 10 How many visitors come on a rainy night
Kong Haolie's expression turned cold, and he quickly formed a calamity gray mudra with his hands. His ears trembled a few times, and suddenly they became several times more sensitive than before.
"Two horses, the sound of two people breathing." Kong Haolie saw his son sitting up straight, his eyes alert, he nodded secretly, and said in a deep voice, "It's late at night, and it's a deserted mountain and wilderness. There were people there as soon as we entered the temple.
Come here, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?"
Zhikarizhen had always been wary, so he thought it was true when he heard this: "They seem to be chasing us here on purpose." He searched Kong Zhen's memory several times with his tongue, but still found nothing about their experiences since entering the mountain.
This is a little unreasonable, either Kong Zhen deliberately forgot this paragraph, or...
"Well, after your breakthrough, you are much smarter than before." Kong Haolie's ears twitched one after another. The sound of hooves in the wind and rain came closer and closer, and the two horses were galloping towards the mountain temple.
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"There are countless evil spirits in this world. Some of them can possess beautiful women, or they can change their human form and blend into beauties, making it hard for us to guard against them. It is not easy to distinguish them. It takes time to observe and test slowly.
If you are not careful, you may end up dying. So sometimes——" Kong Haolie paused, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked outside the temple.
With a high-pitched neigh, the sound of hoofbeats suddenly stopped. Through the half-opened door of the mountain temple, Zhikarizhen caught a glimpse of a man and a woman dismounting in a hurry. They were about 20 years old, with fair faces, similar eyebrows, and beautiful bodies.
Luo Du was soaked by the rain, and his brocade boots were stained with mud. The two of them wore long swords at their waists, and the scabbards inlaid with luxurious gems were dripping with drops of water.
The leading man walked straight over, stretched out his hand to push open the mountain god statue at the door, and the woman followed closely behind.
As soon as the man stepped into the temple, his whole body froze. A bright red blood line opened from his forehead and extended to his crotch. His whole body suddenly split into two, and blood, minced meat, and intestines shot out.
The air suddenly turned into pieces of black and white dust, slowly falling.
"So sometimes, you have to make a decisive decision. It is better to kill the wrong person than to let go!" A dark knife wheel flew out from the man's crack, and suddenly returned to Kong Haolie, suspended in mid-air. The sharp edge of the knife wheel seemed to
Virtual and real, it is made of layers of ashes, spinning at high speed without making a sound.
Kong Hao Lie held the Jie Hui Dao Wheel in his hand and looked sideways at Zhikarizhen. A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "Every evil exterminator of the Kong family has killed at least a thousand evil spirits and saved them in this life.
There are hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions of ordinary beauties! Our lives are far more precious than other beauties. We can kill people to protect ourselves, because we can keep more people alive."
Without even looking at the woman who screamed, he threw the knife wheel out of his hand, tracing an erratic trajectory through the air and slicing through the woman's neck.
Blood spattered and turned into dust. The long sword the woman had just drawn fell to the ground with a clang, and the body immediately fell down and disappeared into ashes.
The knife wheel flew silently into Kong Haolie's Zhongdantian Jiang Palace and disappeared.
"Have you remembered?" Kong Haolie stared at Zhikarizhen with cold eyes, "As a member of the Kong clan, and responsible for the continuation of beauties on this land, you must be as solid as stone and decisive in killing! You have
As a cultivator, you must not be as timid and cowardly as you were in the past! Such trash does not deserve to be named Kong, nor does it deserve to live in this world!"
Zhikari sighed quietly. Zhiye also said something similar, but can a person really be as stone-hearted? At least Zhiye can't do it, and Kuhao Lie may not be able to do it either.
His eyes turned to the bone dust blown away by the wind. The destructive power of Kong's Ash Sutra is frightening. Once it comes into contact, it can turn the opponent into pieces of ashes. He is worthy of being a top evil slayer who has fought many catastrophes.
Family.
"Their horses are gone." Zhikari Zhen suddenly stood up. Outside the mountain temple, the two horses ridden by a man and a woman disappeared strangely, as if they suddenly evaporated in the vast rain. Not even the sound of horse hooves or the neighing of the horses was heard.
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With no expression on his face, Kong Haolie strode out of the temple gate. Water splashed on the ground, mud flowed horizontally, and no horse hoof prints could be seen. He walked forward for a while, leaned down, and looked at the low shrubs and weeds nearby.
, and no traces of horse hooves were found.
It was as if the two horses had never appeared at all.
Kong Haolie searched around for a while and then walked back to the mountain temple. The swords of a man and a woman were lying at the door. As soon as he reached out to pick up one, the swords turned into a wet broken branch, dripping with muddy water. "Are they evil spirits?" Zhikari Zhen couldn't help but ask. If he could find out the mind-corrupting nightmare's tongue, he would certainly be able to identify evil spirits, but in front of an experienced evil exterminator like Kong Hao Lie, he would still be more cautious.
, it’s better to hide the identity of Heart Corruption Nightmare.
Kong Haolie did not answer, with a sullen face. He sat alone in front of the bonfire, frowning in thought. The swaying firelight reflected on his face, and also on the ferocious face of the mountain god statue at the door. The two sides seemed to be looking at each other coldly, their eyes suddenly bright.
Suddenly dark, the light and shadow fluctuate.
Not long after, the faint sound of horse hooves sounded again, approaching from far away, approaching the mountain temple.
Zhi Shou couldn't help but be shocked. Two people had just died, and someone else came to the door. He listened carefully to the sound of horse hooves, and it was clear that there were still two riders.
"Sure enough, they are coming for us!" Kong Haolie suddenly raised his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Zhen'er, it's you this time! No talking too much, no kindness to women, no matter who comes in
Who is he? Just kill him!"
"Yes." Zhikarizhen nodded silently, walked quickly to the side of the mountain god statue, and guarded the entrance to the gate. A long sword made of pieces of tribulation ashes was slowly spit out from his Jiang Palace, Zhikarizhen stretched out his hand
Hold.
The sword was very light, like a wisp of swaying smoke, ethereal yet paradoxically possessing a real texture. His palm felt a little hot, like the remnants of a fire that would burn again at any time.
This calamity gray sword was born from the unique secret technique of the Kong clan. It came from his middle Dantian. It is integrated with the physical body and spirit and will not exclude each other. It can be said that it is a natural human-sword fusion, which is enough to compete with the Yu clan sword cultivator.
Comparable.
A strange color flashed across Kong Haolie's face. His son was holding the Gray Tribulation Sword in his hand. He was hiding behind the mountain god statue in a light and sophisticated posture, like a skilled evil exterminator. If his wife and daughter were still alive, they would see Kong
I really don’t know how happy I will be now.
The rapid sound of horse hooves stopped suddenly outside the mountain temple. A man and a woman reined in the reins and dismounted vigorously.
They are in their twenties, with fair complexions and similar eyebrows as brother and sister. Their luxurious qiluo clothes are dripping with rain, and their thick-soled brocade boots are stained with mud. Each of them wears a long sword on their waist, and the gems on the scabbards sparkle with beauty.
luster.
Kong Haolie's expression darkened, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. The appearance and clothing of the visitor were exactly the same as the two people before!