From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 89 Skinning (Second update, please subscribe!)
Jiang Zirou's complexion changed slightly, and the sword energy that was originally intended to slash at the two of them was slashed towards the sky.

The sword energy was only a tiny trace at first.

But then it became bigger and bigger, with a layer of arc light covering the top, and two long vortex clouds were left in the air at the end. The arc-shaped sword energy stretched for hundreds of miles, swept across the sky, and the dark clouds disappeared.

The entire sky was so clean that it seemed to have been carefully cleaned.

Full of beautiful to moving light blue.

"puff!"

After the blow, the saint's mind dissipated, and before leaving, he took a deep look at Jiang Zirou.

Sheath the knife.

Jiang Zirou looked around.

The glass is clear and the oranges are brilliant.

The two half-sages in Samsara Sea took this opportunity to cast the secret technique, and they disappeared from sight.

But at this moment, far away.

By focusing on the power of the pupil, Jiang Zirou could vaguely see a shadow of blood.

That was Nangong Yanmo.

"burst!"

The eyes were bright, and the rune appeared. Jiang Zirou stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, and the blood shadow exploded. Half of Nangong Momo's body fell from the air, and blood was scattered all over the place.

"Is it dead...it seems not?"

To be able to cultivate to the semi-sage level, this Nangong Yanmo is indeed quite capable.

A big battle broke out hastily, but it ended at a faster speed.

Jiang Zirou rides the wind to control the air.

Before the people reacted, they had already left this place, and Liujiang City was dealing with the funeral in Jingyang Palace.

……

Southern State.

Nangong family.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions are too beautiful to behold.

With the return of the Nangong Patriarch from the New World and his successful entry into the semi-holy realm, the Nangong family's ambitions were no longer concealed, and they were ready to move. If it weren't for the imperial army gathering here, there would be fierce men like Jiang Longxiang personally sitting in the town.

I am afraid.

The Nangong family was about to rise up a long time ago.

But even so, the Nangong family has had many conflicts with the imperial army these days.

this night.

A blood shadow fell into the mansion of the Nangong family.

The patriarch Nangong, whose arm was cut off by Jiang Zirou, hurried to see him. He first saluted respectfully, and then said enthusiastically:

"Old Ancestor, the purpose of coming here this time is to deal with Daxia's army stationed in Nanzhou. A few days ago, we have already got in touch with the people of the Yao Dao. At that time, as long as we make a slight move, the Daxia defenders will surely be defeated. Jiang Longxiang You have to obediently put your head on the ground!"

Mention Jiang Longxiang.

Patriarch Nangong had an unconcealable hatred on his face. These days, overtly or secretly, many martial artists of the Nangong family were lost in the hands of this monster.

"Demon Dao?"

"Yes, it is said that they are the legacy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and their strength is also terrifying."

Patriarch Nangong explained.

At the same time, he sniffed lightly, smelling a trace of blood in the air.

"The smell of blood... seems to come from the ancestor?"

Unbearably curious, he raised his head slightly and looked along the gap in the robe, only to see a spine that was white and piercing, and it seemed to have been broken.

A gust of night wind blows.

The long robes on Nangong Yanmo's body floated empty, and Patriarch Nangong suddenly discovered that the ancestor in front of him had been cut off half of his body.

"This!"

He couldn't help but burst into surprise.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a powerful master in the world of origin, and the ancestor who was already invincible in his heart was injured like this.

"Have you already found out?"

Nangong Yanmo's pale and thin face was stained with blood, and that smile looked extremely strange under the flickering lights.

The owner of the Broken Arm Patriarch trembled with fear, trembling with fear.

A bad premonition rose from my heart.

"Old Ancestor, I'm going to get the medicine for you!" He clasped his fist with one hand, turned around and was about to leave quickly.

but.

As soon as he turned around, a big hand grabbed his Tianling Cap and dragged him back.

He struggled and screamed.

But the big hand on the head is getting harder.

soon.

"Kacha" sounded very clearly, it was the sound of a broken skull.

Patriarch Nangong looked desperate, looked up and turned around, but saw Nangong Momo smiling wildly, with black pus and blood everywhere in his mouth, eyes, and face, he looked like an evil ghost who had walked out of hell.

"Hee hee hee...precious medicine, you juniors are my best healing medicine!"

Nangong Yanmo's crazy laughter came.

Amidst the severe pain, his consciousness became weaker and weaker.

In the last second of his life, Patriarch Nangong saw in a trance the boys and girls who had been sent into the secret room by himself came from hell, their bodies were covered with blood, and the smiles on their faces were pure and terrifying.

……

Royal Palace.

Jinyiwei, Governor's Mansion.

In a prison cell.

The bloodstains, the flames flickering, and the tragic howls that didn't sound like human voices from time to time made people feel horrified.

In the deepest part of the cell.

A pale young eunuch was being chained to an iron chain, his limbs were spread wide, and he was posing in a large font.

Jiang Cheng came behind the little eunuch.

With a palm-sized sharp knife in his hand, he gently cut along the spine of the little eunuch. Under his exquisite skills, the flesh and skin split immediately.

It didn't take long.

Amidst the dull and painful cries, a complete piece of human skin was ripped off and fell into Jiang Cheng's hands.

"The seventh..."

Jiang Cheng casually threw down the blood-stained human skin.

Jin Yiwei, who was serving on the left and right, was immediately pleased.

He picked up a large basin of salt water and poured it on the little eunuch, "Hey!" A burst of thick white smoke came out of the squirming muscles.

"what!!!!"

There was a tragic and inhuman cry, the two guards in Jinyi were masters in the realm of masters, they killed countless people, but facing such a scene, they couldn't help trembling slightly.

On the contrary, Jiang Cheng's expression was much calmer.

When the salt water fell, the little eunuch's breathing was weak, his pupils were dilated, and he was about to lose consciousness, Jiang Cheng took out a small wooden box from his pocket.

"Snapped!"

The box was opened, and what appeared inside was a piece of jerky.

A strange fragrance appeared in the cell, and several of them swallowed involuntarily, with a little longing expression on their faces.

"This is the flesh and blood of the evil eye. It is not only a precious medicine for strengthening the body, but also a holy product for healing and recovery. After you eat it, we will be able to peel off a complete human skin later."

Jiang Cheng smiled lightly.

He reached out and stuffed the jerky in his hand into the little eunuch's mouth.

The little eunuch woke up from the severe pain, and finally collapsed under the endless torture, with tears streaming down his face.

"Give me a good time...I'll tell you everything I know!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, but said with a light smile, "If you had said it earlier, wouldn't you have to suffer so much?"

Then, with a serious expression, he asked again: "Who sent you to assassinate Heng Huang?"

(End of this chapter)