I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 70 Provoking War

Chen Ling watched Yan Xicai take away the murderous aura from the law enforcer, his eyes lit up like a torch.

Can it be like this?

Chen Ling was extremely surprised.

It was the first time he saw the skills of Shu Shen Dao. With just one word, he could freeze the human body and plunder the murderous aura... Although he didn't know whether this word "swallow" could take away other things, judging from the current effect, the degree of perversion was no less than "no form".

I don't know what level this Pu Wen is?

While watching the show, Chen Ling quietly turned into a spider and crawled out of the ravine while everyone was paying attention to Yan Xicai...

After draining the murderous aura from a law enforcer in one breath, Yan Xicai clearly felt that his condition had improved. It was a kind of pleasure and confidence that he had never had before. He immediately walked to the second law enforcer and began to absorb again.

Ten murderous auras;

Twenty-two murderous auras;

Thirty-five murderous auras...

As one law enforcer after another lost their murderous auras and collapsed to the ground helplessly, Yan Xicai's eyes turned red visibly, and an indescribable fierce aura poured out of his body!

More and more murderous auras gathered in his body, but Bingshendao still had no reaction, and a strong sense of irritability surged into his heart.

"Not enough, still not enough!"

Yan Xicai absorbed another sixteen murderous auras, pushed the law enforcer who had just been sucked dry to the ground, and then grabbed the shoulders of the next law enforcer.

"How many are left on you?"

"Ten...fifteen." The law enforcer was obviously frightened by Yan Xicai and stammered.

Yan Xicai said nothing, pressed his palm on his chest, and the murderous aura rushed into his body through the vortex between his palms.

Xiao Jian, whose cheek was cut by the knife, had the least murderous aura on his body and was ranked last among the crowd. He watched Yan Xicai approaching gradually with his own eyes, and his heart was in his throat.

"It's still not enough! There's only one left... the last one!"

Yan Xicai swallowed the murderous aura of the seventh law enforcer, and Bingshendao still didn't react. He lowered his head and rushed to Xiao Jian with bloodshot eyes.

"How many do you have?!"

"Seven... seven."

"Only seven?! You only have seven?" Yan Xicai's ferocious face was almost close to Xiao Jian's face, "Waste!"

He kicked out and directly kicked Xiao Jian to the ground. The latter only felt a palm pressing on his chest, and a suction came from the palm!

"Can't absorb it." Pu Wen's voice suddenly sounded, "He didn't let go of his mind and agreed to the word [swallow]."

Yan Xicai's pupils shrank slightly, he stepped heavily on Xiao Jian's chest and roared:

"What are you doing?! Spit out the murderous aura for me!!"

Xiao Jian was dizzy from Yan Xicai's steps, and his mind was blank for a while.

"Do you really not want to be a law enforcer? Do you believe that I can kill your whole family with just one word?" Yan Xicai's roar came again, like a beast roaring in Xiao Jian's ear.

As soon as this sentence came out, Xiao Jian's pupils shrank suddenly.

A trace of struggle flashed across his face, but he finally relaxed his body and let the word [swallow] absorb the murderous aura in his body.

As the murderous aura quickly disappeared, his confidence and dignity also dissipated. An unprecedented emptiness surged into his mind. He didn't even want to move a finger and collapsed to the ground.

Yan Xicai absorbed the last of the murderous aura, his eyes were bloodshot, and at this moment, he was like a butcher who had just walked out of a sea of ​​blood and flesh, and a look could scare a baby to stop crying.

He spat fiercely at the corpse-like Xiao Jian, his eyes full of violence and resentment.

Pu Wen used the word [Swallow] so many times in one breath, and he was visibly haggard. He looked at Yan Xicai, whose temperament had changed drastically, and frowned tightly...

He had absorbed so much murderous aura, but he hadn't attracted the God of War?

Through this method of plundering, Yan Xicai must have the most murderous aura in the entire ancient collection of the God of War. Even if you look at the law enforcers of all times, it is estimated that there are not many who can accumulate nearly a hundred murderous auras in 24 hours... But even so, the God of War's foundation still had no reaction.

It hung high above the clouds, like a proud and picky killing emperor, and Yan Xicai had never caught its eye.

"Yan Xicai, are you feeling okay?" Pu Wen asked.

"Me? I feel great!" Yan Xicai's eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath and looked at the dark red gem above the clouds. "But I have accumulated nearly a hundred murderous auras! Why haven't I activated the God of War yet?!"

"Maybe... the amount of murderous auras is not enough." Pu Wen paused for a moment, "Or maybe you are really not suitable for the God of War."

"You are talking nonsense!!"

Yan Xicai's eyes widened, "I am the one chosen by the God of War! How can I not be suitable?? The God of War must have too high requirements for me! So it hasn't been descended yet..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at the empty ground for several seconds before he came to his senses.

"Wait, where is my Bai Qi Order?!!"

Yan Xicai clearly remembered that he had carefully placed the token on the ground before he began to absorb the murderous aura... How come it disappeared in the blink of an eye?

"There's someone there!" Someone shouted, and everyone looked up.

On a hill not far away, a familiar figure was holding the Bai Qi Token, looking back at Yan Xicai, with a scornful smile on his lips...

The usurper of fire, No. 8.

The next moment, his figure disappeared on the spot.

No one noticed that in the void behind him, a face with almost no thickness floated silently to the ground...

[Audience expectation value +5]

Yan Xicai's breathing suddenly became heavy!

"The usurper of the fire?!!!" He gritted his teeth and roared, "You are looking for death!!"

Yan Xicai swallowed nearly a hundred murderous auras, but still did not get the attention of the God of War. He was very unhappy, but fortunately he still had a Bai Qi Order. Even if he could not set foot on the God of War this time, he could rely on the identity of "the person chosen by the God of War" to return to Aurora City and take back everything he had...

But now, his only chance to turn the tide was stolen by the usurper of the fire right in front of him.

What's the difference between this and stealing his life directly? !

"Oh no, when did they target us?" Pu Wen thought, "Could it be that their target is Bai Qiling?"

"Fuck the usurpers!" Yan Xicai was like a completely ignited gunpowder barrel, furious, "Do you really think I'm afraid of them? Chase them!"

"Calm down, we are not their opponents."

"It wasn't the case before, but it may not be the case now. There are so many law enforcers who have embarked on the path of the god of war in this ancient Tibetan, and I can't order them around?!" Yan Xicai said viciously,

"Money makes the devil work... If the usurpers dare to target me, Bai Qiling, I will kill them!"

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