Transcending Divinity Dao Technique

"Good!"

Xu Ming glanced at several people. Bai ziyue was eager to try. Zhang Guoyi looked ignorant. His nephew Xu Li was obviously timid and resisted. He also meant to exercise several people. He nodded decisively without refusing.

Xu Ming, who was strong and strong, took the lead. Soon Bai ziyue and others came to the front.

It was a burly man who first fell into the eyes of Baizi's wife. He had iron shackles on his hands and his legs were locked by long iron chains. He knelt on a stone platform of about 20 square meters. The ground of the stone platform was dark red. It was obvious that he had beheaded too much and cleaned up unclean blood. Next to him were several officers and soldiers and an old executioner.

In the distance, there is another beheading officer on the high platform, which is said to be Yang Zhengling, the guard of Qinghe town.

At this time, Bai ziyue and others also knew the identity of the kneeling burly man, who was Wu Liang, the fourth stronghold leader of Ghost Head stronghold.

It is said that Li Xu, the second son of the Li family, was directly captured when he was intercepting the goods escorted by Li's pawn hall.

"Li Qing, the eldest son of Li's family, is in charge of business and manages the pawn hall in an orderly manner. It is said that there are branches in the county. Li Xu, the second son, is born with divine power and excellent martial arts. Li Xun, the third son, is a real scholar and Wenqu star.

Wu Liang of the ghost stronghold has made a big mistake by putting his mind on his family. "

I'm excited to hear what I know.

"Ghost Head stronghold, killing people and setting fire, has many evils, and should have been eradicated long ago.

This time, Wu Liang, the leader of the fourth stronghold, was arrested and beheaded. It was really exciting. "

Someone said gnashing his teeth.

Listening to the discussion, Bai ziyue also looked sideways. It was obvious that he was the victim.

"Cut!"

Just then, the guard Yang Zhengling drank softly and threw out a token.

When!

The token fell on the stone platform and made a crisp sound. The old executioner took up a bowl of wine and sprayed it on the edge of the knife.

"Grievance has its head and debt has its owner. You and I have no resentment in the past and no resentment in recent days. I'm under my duty. I've been ordered to act and offended."

With that, the big knife was raised.

"Ah..."

At this time, Wu Liang, the iron arm hand, seemed unwilling to bow his head, gave a sharp drink in his mouth, stretched his whole body, and his two strong arms immediately turned green. His muscles and blood vessels were very hard. He really deserved the name of the iron arm hand.

Collapse!

The strong iron clasp is stretched and broken, and the iron shackles are cracked.

But it's too late.

The butcher's knife is almost to the extreme.

Wu Liang suddenly froze. A trace of blood spilled over his neck and gradually formed a silk thread. Then with a bang, his head fell out of it, revealing the big wound at the mouth of the bowl below. The hot blood gushed out like a spring.

At this time, looking at the old executioner, he had picked up a rag and gently wiped the big knife without blood marks. He was calm and calm on his face.

Dead!

Really dead!

A clean break!

Bai ziyue's eyes opened round and then contracted violently. An uncontrollable sense of vomiting kept floating up, floating up, and then couldn't be suppressed any more.

"Oh..."

Bai ziyue's face was so white that he was about to spit out his gall.

Even when he proposed to watch the beheading, he expected that it would be bloody, and he had already made psychological preparations. I think the world is different. The last world is peaceful. This world is obviously chaotic and vicious. Sooner or later, I have to face death. Only by adapting as much as possible can I survive better.

He was very rational and forced himself to open his eyes.

But when the red blood spewed out, his head was empty, and the endless coolness wiped out all his previous thoughts.

After a while, Bai ziyue eased down. He noticed that not only did he feel sick and vomit, but also Xu Li and Zhang Guoyi. Even some people watching the excitement around him left a mess on the ground.

"All right?"

Xu Ming looked at Bai ziyue with a light smile. After all, he was still a child. Even if he pretended to be mature, he could not help being embarrassed at this moment.

The three nodded pale.

"Let's go. It's getting late. I'll arrange you as soon as possible."

Xu Ming said, move forward first.

Bai ziyue hurriedly followed, but there was a flash of light in the bottom of his eyes.

"It's not in vain to watch the beheading this time."

Bai ziyue suddenly appeared his own data.

Name: Bai ziyue

Strength: 0.26 (+)

Speed: 0.33 (+)

Constitution: 0.49 (+)

Martial arts: None

Soul energy: 837

On the property panel, other data remain unchanged, but the soul energy is more than 800.

In Bai ziyue's view, this is definitely a huge value.

You know, at the beginning, the kid only contributed 17 points to him, but Wu Liang, the iron arm of the fourth stronghold leader of the ghost stronghold, was almost 50 times as much as the kid.

It really exceeded his expectations and surprised him.

"However, what is the basis for the amount of soul energy? Strength? Or other factors?"

Bai ziyue couldn't help thinking.

The chicken is the weakest, so it only provides a little soul energy. The kid is stronger. It's 15 o'clock. Wu Liang is powerful and doesn't feel weaker than uncle Ming, so he can provide nearly a thousand soul energy?

"Uncle Ming, I don't know what level Wu Liang's strength is?"

Bai ziyue hurriedly asked.

"Wu Liang, the iron arm, is said to have been forged outside and refined inside as early as three years ago. Now his strength should be stronger than me?"

Xu Ming said cautiously.

"So strong?"

Bai ziyue's heart is not controlled by a report.

Uncle Ming is powerful. He has seen it with his own eyes. His fist doesn't touch the little ghost, but his blood is crushed, which makes the little ghost fly away.

Wu Liang is more powerful than uncle Ming, but he is only the fourth stronghold leader of Ghost Head stronghold. It can be imagined that the three in front of Ghost Head stronghold must be more powerful and terrible.

"Uncle Ming, where shall we go next?"

Just then, Xu Li asked.

"The first thing we want to go is, of course, the branch of the Lieyang gang in Qinghe town, North Street.

There should be a small assessment at that time. As long as you pass the assessment, naturally someone will arrange you to do things. "

……

The North Street is much more prosperous than the West Street.

The restaurant on the third and fifth floors, the spacious silk and satin shop and the smell of rouge and gouache overflow from a shop full of ladies. In the quiet bookstore, a group of scholars are not squint

Antique shop, painting and calligraphy Pavilion, pawn shop, and even a theater

Even though the sky has completely dimmed down, the rows of lanterns on the shops on both sides of North Street are still shining brightly on the road.

Rao is a well-informed baiziyue. When he saw many scenes similar to ancient times, he was also dazzled, not to mention Xu Li and Zhang Guoyi who went out of the village almost for the first time.

But soon, as Xu Ming turned around, they left the block and came to a row of residential areas that looked like big families.

Don't lean, Xu Ming stopped.

Lieyang sect branch, here we are!