Forty Millenniums of Cultivation: The enemy of Iron Fist (2) betrayed

Are there even Evil Path apprentices in places like Chijin Town with simple folk customs and religious beliefs?

This horrifying speculation has caused many townspeople to worry and stay up all night.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, news came from the boxing temple-someone reported it and caught a Evil Path apprentice.

It was still stolen from people, and an evil, weak, and dirty machine was seized on the spot.

This time, the chasm of the sky has a reasonable explanation.

People in the town became more panicked and angry. Everyone gritted their teeth, and their fists were hammered into their chests, "pēng pēng", and they cursed the **** Evil Path loudly. Why did they introduce the power of Devil to bring this glorious town Great shame and disaster.

In order to calm down the emotions of the townspeople, the Temple of Fists decided overnight that the Evil Path apprentice would be tried publicly in the morning.

The news spread that just after dawn, the people of the whole town, including teams going out for hunting and cultivation, and even other towns within a hundred miles, have a large number of people coming in to encircle the Altar of Boxing Temple in the center of Chijin There is no water.

The vocals are booming, shoulder to shoulder, everyone is standing on tiptoes, waiting to see the Evil Path apprentice receive the due ruling-at this time, the sky has just turned into a blue color.

The crack is still lying in the sky.

It seems to remind people at all times that the fist of God is furious.

As the day and night alternate, the sky dome changes color, and the color of the crack also changes.

In the night, it is dazzling and pale.

At dawn, as the morning glow is bright and the sky is blood red, it becomes the pink color of baby lips.

Now, the sky is getting bluer and the cracks are more and more transparent. If you do n’t look carefully, it ’s like a faint smoke, or a scar that has already healed.

—— However, no matter how transparent and dull, the crack still exists, as if the scar will never be smoothed.

Gus looked at the crack in the sky and felt that there was such a scar on his heart.

His heart is about to split.

This should not be the case, Gus said in his heart.

Since last night he reported the crime of classmates' possession of machinery, it was like he was involved in a turbulent torrent, everything changed and progressed rapidly, completely beyond his control.

Gus is a thin and shy teenager, very handsome, a few points shorter than peers. If he had a wrench in the Iron Fist school, even his two-year-old classmates could easily beat him.

His character is cowardly and kind. When he goes hunting, even if he encounters a herbivorous beast that is harmless and injured, it is difficult to hurt the killer.

In the world of martial arts with respect for martial arts and Iron Fist as king, such a physique and character are naturally subject to ridicule and ridicule, and life in schools and towns is quite difficult.

Even so, Gus swears that he will never report his classmates for reasons such as "jealousy" or "hate"-he is sincere and wants to help his classmates get rid of the Devil, Return to Iron Fist!

But why ...

Gus saw more and more people gathered in front of the boxing temple.

The masters and apprentices of the major boxing halls in the town, the students of the Iron Fist school, the Hunter who are dressed in animal skins and covered in blood, the high rise of the temple, the homeless boxing fighters, all are intent on Looking at the trial stand temporarily built outside the boxing temple.

Look at him too.

Gus seemed to hear them sneer, pointing at him.

Gus panicked, turned around and bowed his head, trying to run away, but hit the black iron statue in front of the main hall.

This is a majestic and majestic statue.

Portrait of a muscled Zhang Zhang, a brave man like a god, a giant bear, a dying struggling python in his left hand, and a male lion in his right hand.

Although it was only sculpted by Hei Yan (black rock), the violent, tyrannical and domineering power still came out of the depth of the rock infiltration, like a torch that never went out, burning for thousands of years.

This is the statue of the **** of boxing, the ruler and protector of this world.

It was tens of thousands of years ago, when God of Boxing left without Shatters Void, Spirit Transformation, walking on the ground in the name of "Fist King", Slaying Fiends and Eliminating Demons, the appearance of saving all beings.

Gus trembles and looks at the boxing god.

The fist statue also looked at him expressionlessly, as if shooting two hard eyes from Hei Yan (black rock), piercing his soul.

Gus ’s soul screamed.

He believes in the **** of boxing.

He dared to swear that no one in the entire Chijin Town would believe and serve the **** of boxing as piously as he did.

Although his talents are mediocre, no, he is extremely talented, he does n’t have the slightest potential of cultivation. He has been in the Iron Fist school for more than ten years, and he ca n’t graduate successfully. His two-three-year-old, 3-5-year-old, 7-8-year-old child fell to the ground, even if he couldn't even hit the most vulnerable low-level punching target-he didn't have any doubts about Iron Fist's way, he didn't move more than half Dirty mind, to use taboo machinery and steam power.

But now, he is really confused. Is he right or wrong to report his classmates?

With three shots in the sun, the sunlight is getting stronger and stronger, like a hot javelin, stab at the earth and people.

The crowd rioted and roared, it was Evil Path apprentice who pushed out from the boxing temple.

"Bah!"

"Humiliated!"

"Even if you are weak, you should not use machinery. Is this still an individual?"

"Evil demon is outrageous, everyone can blame it!"

Guth heard people yelling.

Even the most amiable grandmother, who was usually the most affable, was lucky enough to try to spit out spittle out of tens of meters and spit on the face of Evil Path.

Gus was a little afraid to look at what his classmate "Qin Yi" was reported by himself.

But close at hand, a strong **** smell flew into his nostrils like a flame, and he had to watch.

"Ah!"

With one glance, Gus almost had a nightmare.

It was only midnight that Qin Yi was handed over to the Temple of Fist. This poor Evil Path student was tortured to death, and was no longer human.

He was tied to an "x" shaped execution frame with his hands and feet, his skin was fleshy, his flesh was vague, he couldn't find half a piece of good meat on his body, half of his face was swollen like an explosion, and the other half of his face was He was torn apart by wolfhounds or eagle paws, and his crumbling teeth were exposed with even pus-filled pulp. When he came into contact with the air, he twitched.

Qin Yi originally looked down, unconscious.

Qin Yi seemed to hear Gus ’voice slightly, exhausting all his energy, barely opening one eye, and the pupils blocked by blood blew out a terrible light, puncturing Gus ’s heart as if in the latter In the ear, the scream of Li Gui in Eighteen Levels of Hell was issued: "Why, I obviously saved you, why did you want to betray me?"