Chapter 93 Today, I, a Wretch, Will Show You My Anger

It refers to the spring of March, and there are ninety dynasties in the yin.

A spring rain falls behind the misty dusk clouds, making the entire West Lake show a very different scenery from that on a sunny day.

At this moment, the spring rain falling all over the sky seemed to be stopped for a moment.

Many people looked towards the West Lake, looking at the endless white jade embankment stretching as far as the eye can see on the side of the West Lake. It can be seen that on the embankment, there is a vast white momentum rushing up, like a powerful white python, with the posture of transforming into a dragon, towards The world roared.

However, what is even more shocking and dazzling is the dazzling red color on Baidi.

Many literati turned pale and looked at the sword that cut off the head of the monk in navy blue monk's uniform with a bit of horror. Then he stepped on a black long sword and soared up, just like An, the peerless swordsman rising into the sky with his sword. Everyone!

From the moment the carriage stopped, the monk got out of the car and launched a murderous attack, to being beheaded by An Le and his head cut off, everything happened in a blink of an eye.

It was a confrontation between practitioners, and it was so fast that many people did not react, and could not even see clearly the details of each other's fight.

But what many men of letters knew was that An Le won, and he cut off the monk's head with a sword to seal the victory.

But many literati also thought that this was killing people...

An everyone killed someone!

Many people admire and admire the An family, which is now famous. However, when it comes to killing people, and such killings in public, many literati also have some taboos in their hearts.

They don't know about the vendetta, they only know that famous people like An Jia killed people in Lin'an Mansion, and their future may be cut off.

On the flower boat in the center of the West Lake, Fairy Yunrou stood gracefully with a guqin on her back. She looked at the battle on the long embankment, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little surging.

Monk Fakong has the cultivation level of the fifth level of body training. He has understood the mysterious meaning and stepped into the innate. His strength has been innately blessed. His strength is unparalleled, his breath is endless, and he is extremely domineering.

However, he was killed by Anle in a fair fight!

Fairy Yunrou, who witnessed this battle with her own eyes, knew very well how domineering Anle's fighting prowess was, her miraculous swordsmanship skills, the blessing of Haoran's sword energy, and finally... playing the sword like playing the harp.

He almost seized the momentary opportunity and used his thunderous skills to expand the opportunity and turn it into a victory.

"Killing people with music... Mr. An also knows the way of music?"

Fairy Yunrou's eyes sparkled.

Being proficient in the rhythm of the piano, she naturally saw that Anle's final breakthrough point that changed the situation was to flick the sword with her soul, causing Mochi's sword chant to turn into murderous sound waves, which exploded like black powder that had been buried.

Although Monk Fakong had a fifth-level physical body, he still couldn't prevent this sudden explosion, so he was exploded three times in a row, directly destroying his palms, arms and half of his body.

At this point, the situation was over. Even if Monk Fakong was in the fifth level of body training, half of his body was blown up, and his combat power was naturally greatly reduced. There was no doubt that he was killed by An Le.

This battle is so exciting. The game between the two sides' skills, the confrontation between the souls, or the hiding of trump cards are all exciting.

After Anle killed Monk Fakong in the first battle, a majestic invincibility suddenly emerged from his body. He forged the inner elixir of the three realms and counterattacked to kill the innates of the five realms!

What a hearty victory and what a heroic counterattack!

For Anle who has cultivated his invincibility, victory in this battle will definitely bring about a huge cohesion and improvement to his invincibility!

However, what puzzles Fairy Yunrou is...

Stepping on the ink pool, taking the sword into the air, holding the blood-stained green mountain in his hand, and white clothes with wide sleeves fluttering, he headed towards the hexagonal double-eaves pagoda Wanghu Tower. What on earth is Mr. An going to do?

Not only was she confused, but many practitioners and literati who watched the battle on the causeway were also confused.

Some people think that being happy means absconding in fear of crime, while others think that being happy means surrendering.

But some people feel that Anle's murderous aura is gathering, and he seems to be... continuing to kill!

An Le, but also killing people!

Who is he going to kill? !

Upstairs at Wanghu Tower... there's someone An Le wants to kill!

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The spring rain was heavy, and the whole Lin'an seemed to be shrouded in a chill. There were ripples on the West Lake, and the smell of blood spread like a wide net, filling this beautiful place.

Anle stepped on Mochi and rode the sword straight up. This was his first time to wield a sword. In the refined state, he could relax his mind and fly with the sword.

But he had been in Lin'an Mansion before, so he had never tried or practiced this technique.

Today, Anle killed Monk Fakong, his morale surged, and he gathered invincible momentum. His whole person's morale was extremely high at this moment.

With flying hair, white clothes, and a handsome and enchanting face, he faced the beating of the spring rain. The rolling Qi and blood in his body evaporated the spring rain, forming a misty mist covering his whole body.

Anle stared at Wanghu Tower. On the Wanghu Tower, he saw a familiar figure leaning against the railing.

It seemed like pictures were flashing before his eyes.

When he first met Qin Qianqiu, he was sitting high on the carriage, lifting the curtains, with a look of superiority in his eyes, as if he was looking down at an ant that was crawling hard on the ground but showing some talent. With disdain and charity, he spoke solicit.

Later, Qin Qianqiu coerced Zhushan to kill him, forcing Zhushan to risk his life to kill Anle, and even be prepared to trade his life with Anle.

At that time, Qin Qianqiu still regarded Anle as an ant that could be wiped out at will, but due to the rules of the Lin Mansion, he had to let a small figure like Zhushan come to kill him. However, Qin Qianqiu did not take Anle seriously and felt that Anle would definitely die under his plan.

Then came the imperial examination fraud case. Qin Qianqiu wanted Anle to be ruined and have no chance of getting up again, becoming a joke of Lin'an Mansion. Finally, when Anle fell to the bottom, he would hand over a sword at the right time to end Anle's life.

But when all this failed, Qin Qianqiu arranged another means. This time, he invited a demon-slayer, a genius demon-slayer in the fifth realm of body forging.

He wanted to break Anle's invincibility, cut off Anle's legendary road, damage Anle's spirit, make his future dim, and make Anle doomed.

A fifth-level body forging came to kill a third-level body forging. This was a sure thing.

Qin Qianqiu really hated Anle.

Scene after scene passed by Anle's eyes. Anle stepped on the ink pool, holding the sword in the green mountain, and had risen to the middle of the sky.

Every time Anle encountered, if he was not careful, he would be doomed and completely smashed to the bottom of the valley.

But Qin Qianqiu did not need to pay any price.

Once and again, never again!

Killers need to pay a price!

Without a price, it will only encourage the opponent's arrogance and sprinkle dust on your own spirit.

Anle stepped on the sword above the West Lake, and the murderous intent in his heart gradually condensed, invincible momentum, great sword energy and murderous intent...

The intertwined wind and waves made the spring rain falling from the sky tilt in direction.

The sword energy was diffused, rising higher and higher, and the green mountain in his hand was trembling slightly, emitting a low sword chant that was completely different from the ink pool.

Qingshan is a bamboo sword, and the sound of the sword chanting is low, like the sound of stringed instruments. The bamboo sword should be silent, but the trembling sword chanting at this moment means that Qingshan feels Anle's state of mind, understands Anle's murderous intent, and chants for it.

The murderous aura is like a river, and Qingshan can't cover it!

The ink pool shook, shattering the raindrops all over the sky, as if tearing the rain curtain apart. Anle's white clothes and wide sleeves were filled with spring breeze and murderous intent. He flew over the sword and rushed towards the Wanghu Tower.

Getting closer and closer!

Qingshan pointed his sword at Qin Qianqiu in the Wanghu Tower, who was full of disbelief.

The sword light was cold, and the murderous aura filled the universe!

A gentleman repays grievances with righteousness!

Today, let's do a line of that youthful spirit!

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On the Wanghu Tower.

There was silence, Qin Qianqiu leaned on the railing, his hands tightly grasping the lacquered wooden handguard of the railing, and the handguard was pinched out of the mark of depression.

There was disbelief, madness, and anger in his eyes!

"Why?! Why can't this kill him?!"

"Fakong is in the fifth realm of body forging, with a breath of innate qi, unparalleled strength, and combat power far exceeding the third realm, but why did he still lose!"

"Why is this kid so lucky!"

Qin Qianqiu was furious, and the spring rain poured in and sprinkled on the lacquered wooden hand guard, soaking the hand guard all at once. As Qin Qianqiu slapped it angrily, a misty mist rose.

He stayed in Wanghu Tower and chose a place with an excellent location, just to enjoy the death of Anle as if he was enjoying the scenery of the continuous spring rain in West Lake!

In his opinion, the demon-slaying master Fakong monk who was invited at the huge cost of one thousand Yuanling Tongbao and three Yaoling Pills could not lose!

Monk Fakong was definitely not a weakling. He had the inheritance of Lianhua Temple and was one of the disciples of the holy monk Duhai of Lianhua Temple. The methods he practiced were all top-notch, which was completely different from Ximen Qiuhua of Linhua Pavilion!

But he still lost, and even died miserably, with his body exploded and his body torn into pieces.

As for making a fuss about Anle killing Monk Fakong in the street?

It's useless. Let alone the fact that Monk Fakong himself was not clean, Anle himself had gathered invincible power. Anyone who came to challenge him at this time had to be prepared to die.

When the legendary champion Li Youan gathered invincible power and created a legend, there were also people who were dissatisfied and came to fight, and they also ended up dying.

In that battle, many practitioners who were dissatisfied died.

In the end, Li Youan became the legendary champion!

Therefore, it is difficult to use the death of Monk Fakong to arrange Anle.

Anle has the Lin Mansion behind him. It is basically impossible to drag Anle into the water and put him in prison with such a crime.

Therefore, Qin Qianqiu was a little discouraged.

Facing the real Tianjiao, he felt quite powerless. Such a Tianjiao had never stood on his side, and he had not crushed him early. Now he needed to spend a thousand times more to deal with him.

Suddenly, Qin Qianqiu felt a sharpness in the air. His eyes could not help shrinking. He raised his head and saw the white-clothed figure flying up with a sword.

Anle!

He is coming!

He is coming with a sword!

Qin Qianqiu was horrified. The shadow of his mind that was cut off by Anle's sword in Qin Xiangfu was once again shrouded in his heart.

He quickly retracted his hand, and his body quickly staggered back from the railing to the building. His back hit the chair, causing the table and chair to tilt left and right and collapse.

In the building, Wang Qinhe's face also changed slightly.

His mind was out of the world, so he naturally sensed the murderous intent like a storm.

Anle killed the monk Fakong, and the murderous intent in his heart suddenly rose, and he wanted to kill more people!

Mo Chi held An Le's body and floated it to the top of the lake view building. With indifferent eyes, he saw Qin Qianqiu through the railing, whose eyes still showed fear.

Anle took a step forward and landed on the viewing platform of the Lake Viewing Tower. The ink pool and the green mountain were accompanied by a soft hum, making Anle's murderous aura even sharper.

The clear footsteps echoed between the quiet floors of the Lake Viewing Tower.

The blood circulation evaporated the last spring rain on his body. Anle looked at Qin Qianqiu and said lightly: "Young Master Qin, you and I meet again. You know, once and twice, not twice."

"You coerced Zhushan to kill me, and you tried to destroy me by fueling the imperial examination fraud case. Today, you spent a lot of money to hire a demon-killer to destroy me... You targeted me three times, and I will return it to you once, okay?"

As the words fell, the clanging sword energy instantly covered the entire floor of the Lake Viewing Tower.

The ink pool hummed softly and turned into a straight black line.

"Dang——"

The Vajra Bell, the protective magic weapon of Lan Ke Temple, emerged, and Mo Chi slashed at it fiercely. The powerful force of the sword energy pushed Qin Qianqiu out of Xuyuan and smashed a table and chair fiercely.

Qin Qianqiu fell to the ground, with a trace of horror on his face.

Today, Anle really wants to kill him!

"Mr. An, please calm down!"

Wang Qinhe on the side had to bite the bullet and stand up: "Calm down, don't be too reckless, Qin Qianqiu is the favorite son of Prime Minister Qin, and he can't be killed."

Anle's white sleeves fluttered endlessly, and he glanced at Wang Qinhe. He still had some impression of Wang Qinhe. He was the bottom of the Little Saint List who came to challenge him because his ranking was surpassed.

"So, because of his noble status, he is allowed to attack me again and again, but I can't fight back once?"

"There are countless nobles in Lin'an Prefecture. If everyone is dissatisfied with me and wants to kill me, should I cut my head into hundreds of pieces and let them chop it off to their heart's content?"

An Le had the invincible momentum of having just killed the monk Fakong, who was in the fifth level of body forging, and with the majestic sword energy surging, he questioned at this moment. The sound was followed by a thunder, which made Wang Qinhe tremble in his heart and eardrums hurt.

Wang Qinhe's face was pale, but he couldn't utter any rebuttal: "But if you kill Qin Qianqiu, you will definitely be hated by Prime Minister Qin, and you will have no place to stay in Lin'an, or even in Dazhao!"

Anle turned his head and looked at Wang Qinhe: "Are you threatening me?"

The invincible force was like a mountain pressing down, and Wang Qinhe felt that his shoulders were extremely heavy. He raised the Dragon Spine Knife and said solemnly: "It's not a threat, but a piece of advice. You killed the monk Fakong of the fifth realm today, and you have gathered a solid and heavy invincible force. You will definitely have a lot to do in the future! There is no need to ruin your bright future for this!"

Anle shook his head: "It is precisely because of this invincible force that I want to kill him. After being targeted again and again, I feel a lot of anger in my heart. If this anger is not smooth, my future will be difficult..."

"Even if I will encounter a storm after killing him, I will have no regrets. Today, I will not weigh the pros and cons, but only ask for my thoughts to be clear and follow my heart."

Wang Qinhe's face suddenly changed.

Is An Le really determined to kill Qin Qianqiu?

Wang Qinhe exhaled and said solemnly: "Mr. An... Behind Mr. Qin stands not only Prime Minister Qin, but also the eldest prince!"

"You are in a good mood today, but you have offended Prime Minister Qin and the eldest prince!"

An Le shook his head: "Prime Minister Qin or the eldest prince, to me, they are all like floating clouds."

"Everyone knows that when a common man gets angry, blood will splash five steps."

"But you who are high and mighty don't think that a common man dares to get angry."

"Today, I, a common man, will show you how angry I am."

The words fell.

An Le bent his fingers and knocked, and the ink pool flew through the air, and in the process of slashing, it slashed towards Qin Qianqiu, who had just climbed up from the ground and was still covered by the glory of the Vajra Bell of Lan Ke Temple.

Dang——

Another crisp sound, Qin Qianqiu, who had just climbed up, was knocked away again, rolling several meters away in a daze, making this floor of Wanghu Tower a mess.

"Don't worry, this Anle can't kill me. Luo Qingchen, who was in the double six realm, was so angry that day, but he couldn't break the defense of my diamond bell."

"It will only take a moment for someone to save me."

Qin Qianqiu fell to the ground, but he laughed out loud.

The Haoran sword energy can indeed cut Qin Qianqiu's mind, but that was when he had a dark and evil mind. His mind had been cut before. Although there was a shadow in his heart, he knew that it was impossible for Anle to kill him with it!

And with the magic weapon of Lan Ke Temple, the diamond bell, protecting his body, he could only be beaten by Anle like a turtle. He couldn't die, and Anle couldn't kill him!

Wang Qinhe's face trembled. At this critical moment, Qin Qianqiu was still provoking Anle?

This young man... may not be able to kill you!

The broken bamboo sword in his hand was a mysterious sword that broke his dragon spine knife!

It was not impossible to pierce the defense of the diamond bell!

Wang Qinhe took a step forward and opened his mouth to say something, but Anle gently pointed his finger and the ink pool came over. Wang Qinhe's face trembled and he swung out the dragon spine knife to stop it.

But as soon as he touched the ink pool, huge power and sword energy poured into his body. Wang Qinhe opened his mouth and spurted blood, flew out, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

The dragon spine knife slid away, and Wang Qinhe fell to the ground with his eyes dull...

Is the gap so big? !

A few days ago, he, Wang Qinhe, could still fight Anle with a knife on the West Lake. At least... he could still fight a few moves.

Now, he collapsed at the touch.

This is the genius who has climbed the Little Saint List by himself, and wants to gather invincible power and walk the legendary road!

At this moment, Wang Qinhe suddenly understood the origin of Luo Qingchen's tofu heart.

My mentality...is really a bit broken.

A tear fell from the corner of Wang Qinhe's eyes. As for Qin Qianqiu's life or death, he no longer cared. My mentality has been broken. Why are you hiding in the tortoise shell of the diamond bell to provoke the other party?

Wang Qinhe doesn't have a tortoise shell!

Anle held the sword in Qingshan and walked slowly step by step.

Under the control of his mind, Mo Chi continued to hit Qin Qianqiu hiding in the diamond bell with sword energy.

"Dang, dang, dang--"

The crisp sound continued to ring.

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding in the ancient bell, was full of discomfort. The sound of the bell shook his face pale, making his mind, which had fallen to the fetal breath, more and more unbearable.

However, he only needed to block it, and a strong man from Qin Xiangfu would come to save him!

But after waiting for a long time, resisting Anle's more than ten times of Mo Chi's beating, blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose, but Qin Qianqiu found that the support of Qin Xiangfu had not yet arrived, and his strong man who protected the way and refined the spirit had not crossed the soul to save him!

What happened?

At this moment.

Above the Qin Xiangfu.

An old man in plain clothes, with white hair and eyebrows flying, holding a bamboo stick, bathing in the spring rain, sitting cross-legged and floating, with a smile on his face.

"The little guy wants to gather invincible power and walk the legendary road, so he must not have any bad luck. Everyone, let him have a good time today."

The old man chuckled.

In the Qin Xiangfu, powerful Yuanshen surged one after another.

There were roars and anger, and the power of the mind was like waves in the vast sea, surging up.

However, the old man just gently picked up the bamboo stick and waved it in front of him. It seemed that a sword energy fell, and all the minds were quiet, and there were continuous groans.

A bamboo stick suppressed many powerful souls in the Qin Xiangfu, and they could not leave the Qin Xiangfu half a step.

The old man stretched and smiled faintly: "Qin Qianqiu, Qin Lishi's useless child, can't attract any strong people to protect him. You guys, you want to break my blockade?"

"I'm just old, not useless."

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Outside Wanghu Tower.

Li Youan, dressed in green, sat cross-legged in the void, with a starry Qianbaidu across his legs. Opposite him, one after another, the figures of Yuanshen were suspended.

These Yuanshen were all extremely powerful, all in the seventh realm, and they were the fourth-rank and fourth-rank civil officials in the Qin Xiang team, such as Zhengfeng Dafu, Zhongfeng Dafu, Taizhong Dafu, Zhongdafu, etc.

At this moment, because Anle wanted to kill Qin Qianqiu, they all stood up. These were all people of good status. When they learned that the powerful soul refiners in Qin Xiangfu could not help, they crossed over to save him.

At this time, if many civil officials can save Qin Qianqiu, they can also win some attention in front of Prime Minister Qin, and their future career will be smooth.

"Everyone, stop, you don't want to end up with your soul being cut off by Li."

"Young Xiwo Ju was invincible, but he was plotted against and was upset. I want to help him calm down."

"I, Li Youan, really hope to see someone more legendary than me."

Li Youan slowly opened his eyes.

Endless starlight bloomed, as if the night fell in an instant.

A sword condensed by starlight cut through the spring rain.

The souls of the civil officials all stopped. They wanted to please Prime Minister Qin, but they didn't want to bury their hard-condensed souls.

Li Youan and Zhao Huangting protected Anle, which no one had thought of.

I thought it was Hua Jiebing from the Lin Mansion who came to protect, but these civil officials were not afraid and dared to rush.

After all, the conflict between the Lin Mansion and the Qin Xiang Mansion has long been deeply rooted and ready to explode. It is just the right time for it to break out.

However, Li Youan and Zhao Huangting... these two are legendary figures.

They are used to being timid.

Besides, they don't think Anle can kill Qin Qianqiu. At most, he can beat Qin Qianqiu like Luo Qingchen. With the third-grade protective magic weapon of Lan Ke Temple and the protection of the Vajra Bell, Qin Qianqiu's defense cannot be broken unless he enters the seventh realm.

When Qin Xiang returns from the palace, there will be an explanation for this matter.

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In the Wanghu Tower.

Qin Qianqiu finally panicked. When Anle raised the tattered bamboo sword that cut off the head of Monk Fakong and pressed it against the Vajra Bell, Qin Qianqiu's heart beat inexplicably.

"Anle! I am the favorite son of Qin Xiang, and I am a capable subordinate under the command of the eldest prince..."

Qin Qianqiu said in a low voice.

His voice was weak and a little scared.

Why... the rescue hasn't come yet?

Anle looked at Qin Qianqiu and said, "I don't have any prominent status... I'm just a scholar who wants to follow his heart."

Qingshan hums!

Anle slapped Qingshan's sword handle with one palm, and the sword burst out, hitting the diamond bell fiercely!

A crisp sound, accompanied by a sharp cutting sound.

Anle's eyes condensed, and the [Heroic Qi Yin] Dao Fruit in his heart trembled slightly. A heroic spirit suddenly burst out of his body, and instantly poured into the sky, like a beautiful light column, smashing the evening clouds in the sky.

Qingshan's sword intent rushed into the bullfight, and the young man's heroic spirit reached the sky!

Under the blessing of the heroic spirit.

The diamond bell was instantly pierced by Qingshan, who was full of energy!

A sword pierced through the ancient bell.

It penetrated the body of Qin Qianqiu hiding in the ancient bell and nailed it to the ground fiercely!

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