Chapter 247

"Stop him!" the guards of the Yan family rushed to the execution ground with red eyes.

The crowd was restless and screamed one after another. They were shocked by this series of wild and ferocious killings. Many women screamed in panic and drilled into the crowd regardless.

"This girl can fly? How can he have wings?"

"He's going against the sky!"

"Is this a real wing or a combination of spiritual power?"

"You don't know. When he swept through the northern regions with the eighteen kings, he appeared in flight."

"My mother, like the legend, is crazy enough to rush down directly from the sky. He's not afraid to kill himself. He's a madman and a monster!"

The people in front retreated in panic, and the people behind rushed forward.

After Qin ordered him to kill Yanmou, he flew to the scaffold, chopped the axe and broke three chains: "find the demon! Come on!"

Purple Street, regardless of their gratitude, rushed to the demon son before the trouble and the Yan family rushed over.

Every heart can resist the sky for a short time, holding Purple Street and Guan Yuying from left to right, passing through the front Yan family.

"Qin life, accept life!" the bodyguards who had just been shaken back roared and rushed over.

"Torrential Rain and thunder!" Qin Ming screamed and roared. He was extremely fierce. The whole body was boiling with lightning. The dense lightning rushed indiscriminately, tearing the space and sweeping the 50 meter scaffold. Many lightning twisted into lightning whips in the explosion. They were thick like arms, and the sound of clicking was soul stirring.

Many bodyguards who had just rushed up were brutally hit by the violent thunder, and the strong impact force almost broke their spiritual shield. Several strong men forced to resist the lightning and ran to the execution ground. As a result, they were frantically split by Qin's life wheel with a huge axe.

It's another storm like collision and a shocking picture.

Qin Ming flapped his wings into the air to avoid the crazy guards of the Yan family. With a huge axe, he crossed the scaffold and ran ahead.

"Hmm?" Wen Tiancheng frowned slightly. Qin Ming seemed to... Come to him? "Wen Tiancheng, you just had a good time shouting. I'll have a good time with you, young master?" Qin Ming roared, his eyes golden as electricity, and went straight to Wen Tiancheng.

"Are you tired of living?" Wen Tiancheng Leng hum, how dare the four heavy days challenge the six heavy days? He threw away all the dandy disciples and slapped Qin Ming, but Qin Ming suddenly flapped his wings and threw his axe at the tall building in front of him.

The axe roared and overturned, and with a strong wind, it straddled hundreds of meters.

Ma Dameng stood on the roof, reached out and held it firmly. He weighed it in his hand. He was still a little confused: "Qin life? Lu Yao? No, why didn't I find it?"

"Brother, clean him up!"

"You don't know what to do. Look what you can do."

"Four heavy days challenge six heavy days? Your head is windy."

"Come on, you come."

"Come on, bird man with wings, ha ha."

"Our eldest brother has three great seas of Qi. You can fly with any one."

The dandies stood behind Wen Tiancheng, pointing to Qin Ming, shouting and mocking him heartily.

The middle-aged worshippers of Yan family have rushed into the execution ground, aroused powerful martial arts, surged with all kinds of energy, and all stared at the sky with their eyebrows: "Qin life, roll down for me!"

However

A strange scene appeared!

"Wuwu..."

The execution ground suddenly sounded bursts of whispers and light sobs. It was misty and strange. It echoed in the execution ground and spread everywhere. Although it was very weak and deep, it echoed gently in everyone's ears, as if the temperature of the air had dropped for some reason. The restless atmosphere gradually calmed down, like a basin of cold water mixed with ice poured into the boiling hot water.

Many people are covered with sweat and hair and feel strange cold. They subconsciously look for the sound source and look at the sky.

"Wen Tiancheng, take me a knife! Name of the knife, Shura!" Qin Ming stopped in the air. His gorgeous wings swayed slowly and scattered golden light all over the sky. Even Qin Ming himself was shrouded in golden light. He was sacred and solemn, amazed the whole audience and shocked the whole audience. Countless people showed their feelings in a trance. However, more people's eyes fell on his hands.

Qin Ming held his hands in front of his chest, and a black air filled the air, which was incompatible with the golden radiance. They were dark and deep, dark silence, and dark and cold. The black air swirled and rotated, like a mini hurricane, but scattered all over the sky, like pregnant with the God of death and giving birth to killing.

But

Something unexpected happened to Qin Ming himself. When the cold knife gas spilled into the execution ground, when the lonely murderous gas spread silently, this death execution ground that has existed for thousands of years... Woke up

The grumpy execution ground has been completely quiet. People are looking at the high altitude and are also alert to the suddenly strange execution ground.

The soft voice of whine floated in every corner and became clearer and clearer. It was like someone whispering in his ear and crying behind his back, which made people shiver. It's also like a lone soul floating in front and a remnant soul falling on the scaffold. Yin Qi is aggravating and death is spreading, which makes people creepy. Not only the guards of Yan family retreat in fear, but also the crowded crowd move back quietly.

Hua sledgehammer just rushed over with the strong man of Hua family. He was holding his strength to fight the strong man of Yan family, but he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

"Shura sword?" the coldness and arrogance on Wen Tiancheng's face slowly disappeared, and he looked at the sky solemnly. The black air in Qin Ming's palm firmly attracted his attention. It was a killing idea of death and a terrible threat. It clearly and strongly spread to his consciousness. He couldn't be nervous.

The dandies stopped shouting, and their fanatical expressions were replaced by surprise and fear. They retreated one by one and gathered tightly together. What happened? What happened to the execution ground? The execution ground suddenly blew a cold wind. No, it should be a cloudy wind. It was light black. It floated in the execution ground, blowing the sand and dust on the ground, blowing the vague soul shadow, and blowing the strange whine.

Other parts of the imperial city were bustling, Hawking and playing one after another, except for the dead silence around the execution ground. The extreme and sharp contrast collided with unspeakable danger and fear.

In the crowd, the strong men in Outland looked dignified, and some looked stunned. They all looked at the high altitude, at the boy dancing golden wings, and at the black air that made the whole audience silent - Shura knife!

Shura Dao, the unique skill of Qin Ming, is also the support of Qin Ming's sweeping eight tea parties in northern regions, and it is also the source of his title of "Shura son".

Once, it was just heard, just rumors, and there was no real feeling, but today... The murderous spirit scattered all over the sky and the Yin spirit filled the world made them put away their contempt, nervous their hearts, and produced an unspeakable but gradually strong sense of fear.