Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 65
When the beam of light dissipated, the night sky returned to darkness.

The world suddenly became quiet and silent.

Seeing Xiang Ren's body fell to the ground, bloody and bloody, he couldn't rest in peace.

The immortal cultivators who rushed to the vicinity were filled with horror like huge waves.

"Xiang Ren is dead!?"

"How dare he? Isn't he afraid of Akabane Sect's revenge?"

Compared to these, the means shown by that strange man just now shocked them even more.

"Using Qi training to kill the foundation building! It is still the foundation building of the Xiuxian sect..."

"Also, what exactly is that beam of light?"

"It's not a magic weapon, but it seems... burst out directly from the body?"

Most casual cultivators have never seen such a method.

After confirming Xiang Ren's death, An Le's body also shook slightly, but immediately stood upright.

Then, he walked steadily towards the place where the corpse fell.

The weaker you are, the less you can show weakness.

An Leqiang supported his body and bent down, stretched out his slightly trembling arms, and [Armor] directly squirmed and temporarily swallowed the storage bag on Xiang Ren's waist.

His injury was serious.

Killing Foundation Establishment head-on was more difficult than expected.

In order to release the final lore spiritual power bullet, the spiritual power in his whole body was almost poured out, and the spiritual power cavities in both arms were damaged.

The recoil brought by the explosion caused most of the arm muscles to be torn, and even the bones were slightly fractured.

The arm is close to useless.

He also suffered internal injuries in the collision with Feijian.

An Le stood up, with just one simple movement, blood poured into his throat unstoppably, and he swallowed it forcefully.

He didn't even look at the qi training monks peeping around him, and quickly turned around and ran into the shadows.

A lot of people are just about to move.

As long as he can catch this person, he will definitely be rewarded by the Akabane Sect.

At the same time, this is also a chance to become famous!

However, looking at his strange armor that was dyed red, it doesn't look like a human's terrifying face.

A fierce air rushed over.

Yu Wei is still here!

Even though people knew that the other party was seriously injured, they were still intimidated by it.

For a while, he didn't want to step forward and became the first bird.

Finally, some casual cultivators couldn't bear it anymore.

Urging the magic weapon to approach, trying to kill the weirdo and take the credit.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when this person's figure just moved.

An Le's speed suddenly soared, and he came to his side in the blink of an eye.

"Do not……"

Before the casual cultivator had time to exclaim in surprise, the several spikes protruding from the armor pierced through the fragile body, and there were huge blood holes in the chest and lower abdomen.

Blood was flying everywhere, and the death was miserable.

This situation frightened the person who was planning to go forward stiff all over.

"This weirdo... still has energy?"

"No, is he really a human?"

An Le did the same, forced the last strength in his body, and killed the three people closest to him.

He was covered in blood, stained with other people's flesh and blood, and looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Yourao Dao—ah!"

"Evil ghost! It's a Rakshasa ghost!"

There was a short scream.

The psychological qualities of casual cultivators vary.

Some people were terrified by An Le, turned around and fled in a hurry.

The rest of the people also dare not chase after them.

No matter how many rewards there are, one has to die to get them!

******
An Le sneaked carefully in the shadows.

He sprinkled a special powder along the way to eliminate the smell and traces left behind.

The elixir already contained in the mouth melted away.

Turn into a stream of warm current, flowing through the whole body.

It's impossible to heal the injury, but at least...it will keep him going for a while longer.

The 【Armor】on the surface of his body quickly retracted into his body along with the blood.

Then put on a robe to cover all the injuries on the surface of the body.

An Le at this time, apart from her pale complexion, is not much different from ordinary passers-by.

The movement of the previous battle awakened many people who were immersed in sleep.

However, not many people will walk out of the house for this.

It was still dark.

The battle went on too fast, from the beginning to the end, Xiang Ren was already dead in less than three minutes.

Many casual cultivators still don't know who the dead are and why they fought.

The members of the three major families may only react now.

Soon, An Le returned home and closed the door.

He picked up the auspicious white sheep that was locked in the cage, moved away from the entrance of the tunnel, and got in.

As soon as the stone slabs were closed, he relaxed in a strong breath, and his body fell into the tunnel.

unconscious.

******
In the next few days.

A moderate commotion erupted in Akabane Village.

The death of a foundation-building cultivator of the Akabane Sect was considered a major event in such a small city.

Although people from the three major cultivation families intend to suppress it.

But the movement that night, as well as the eye-catching beam of spiritual power, were too shocking to be concealed.

Caused the wind to leak out.

Opinions vary.

Rumors are flying.

Some people said that the assailant was also Jian Ji, who had a green face and fangs, and looked like a ghost, not a human.

Some people say that the person who killed Xiang Ren was actually not human at all.

Xiang Ren has done too many blaming things these days, and he is full of evil spirits. This is a punishment from the heavens.

Others said that it was actually the hands of the three major cultivation families...

no matter what.

Two things are certain.

First, the appearance of the murderer is indeed horrifying, unlike ordinary people.

Gradually, people called him "ghost face" or "ghost face Rakshasa."

Second, the strength of the ghost face is fierce, it can kill the foundation!

Most people don't believe that he only has qi training skills.

This is normal.

After all, how can the foundation-building monks of the Akabane Sect be killed by casual Qi training practitioners?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Surprisingly.

The Xiuzhen family's attitude towards this matter is very strange.

Especially the Lu family who has a lot to do with Xiang Ren.

Although they also sent people to track down the real culprit and put up notices, they didn't seem to be particularly concerned.

A living Xiang Ren is of course of high value, and everyone flocks to it.

But after he died, he undoubtedly became a hot potato.

No matter how it is handled, it will provoke the anger of Akabane Sect.

Besides, the murderer's strength is not weak.

He can't do the ordinary foundation establishment, and there is a certain danger to his life.

It is impossible for the Jindan Patriarch to come out of the mountain for such a trivial matter.

It's better to wait for the people from Akabane Sect to arrive and let them arrest the murderer with their own hands.

There is another strange thing that only members of the cultivation family know.

There are foundation-building monks who want to use secret techniques, divination and other means to locate the location of the real culprit, but they find nothing, as if they are covered and protected by some means.

Another chain reaction brought about by Xiang Ren's death is...

The people of Akabane Village believed a little more in the prophecy of the spiritual disaster.

People will always be in awe of the strong.

The ghost-faced man who can kill Xiang Ren has entered this level.

The prophecies of such characters are somewhat credible.

And some small actions of the three major cultivation families also confirmed this point from the side.

So, these days.

The price of rice in Akabane Village increased rapidly, and the number of people going out to chop firewood also increased, while the number of people traveling far away decreased.

Of course, there are still many unbelievers.

Some people like to talk nonsense and ridicule those who believe in it, in order to show their "intelligence."

Then, the spiritual disaster came.

(End of this chapter)