Destiny is ashes

Chapter 183 Punishing Evil and Promoting Good (53, thanks to the leader Nanyue Manlong!)

After killing three people in a row, An Jing's white robe with gold edges was not stained with even a speck of blood. Even the blade of his black iron sword was as smooth as new, without any stain.

If he was armed, he would surely be able to kill all the enemies without any surprises. No matter who it was, even the Gray Cloak Warriors had no doubts about this.

But what if you are unarmed?

They could understand that An Jing wanted to capture him alive, but the gray cloak warriors still felt deeply humiliated. They roared and swung their swords forward. Even if they died, they would definitely leave a wound on An Jing!
But the answer is obvious.

Not even death.

call!
When enemies from all directions swung their blades at him, An Jing suddenly leaned over. This leaning over was not bending over or prostrating himself, but his entire body hanging down like a free fall, relaxing his body to the extreme.

In everyone's eyes, An Jing's upper body disappeared in an instant, and all the swords and knives hit nothing.

And the next moment, he stood up!

The relaxed muscles, bones, and flesh all over his body contracted again. The physical structure brought by Taibai Haoling's divine ban was so powerful that An Jing's body was now like a big spring, a fully drawn bow.

He rose from the bottom and climbed straight up!
Bang!
The extremely heavy Rising Dragon Fist hit the gray-cloaked warrior on the left side's chin hard. The tremendous force shattered the jawbone, denting it. The tongue was instantly crushed, and the teeth shot out like heated corn kernels. The man was deader than dead.

However, at this time, the swords of the other three True Demon Sect warriors also followed closely. They didn't care that their fellow sect member was on one side of An Jing, and swung with all their strength, covering all the upper, middle and lower areas, and would never allow An Jing to dodge again.

But An Jing didn't care at all.

He stretched out his arms and hugged the body of the gray-cloaked warrior who had not yet fallen in front of him, then turned around quickly, using the body as a shield to block the attack from the three people.

Then, the remaining three people felt their calves become empty.

An Jing leaned over again without knowing when, picked up the long knife he had just thrown on the ground, and used the ground-rolling punch and horse hoof-slashing posture to cut off the legs of the three men.

When An Jing slowly stood up, he could only hear the uncontrollable crying and screaming of the gray cloaked warriors. The young man's white clothes were stained with scarlet, but it made his skin look like white jade and his hair like black feathers.

"Let's go, Shopkeeper Zhang, take these thieves with you."

All the enemies were dealt with in ten breaths. An Jing signaled to the stunned and trembling people in Lizhen Pawnshop to bring everyone with them: "We have to report to the police quickly, otherwise..."

He turned his head and looked indifferently at the demon cult warriors who were still howling. The red light was reflected in the depths of his black pupils: "I'm afraid these thieves won't survive."

"Yes, yes, yes... Master Jing..."

Shivering, Shopkeeper Zhang didn't say anything and completely ignored the blood and the stench of the incontinence of those cult warriors. He knocked out a warrior who was still screaming and carried him on his back.

The two men also hurriedly put down their carrying poles - but they were all ordinary people, and the gray cloak warrior had a lot of parts on his body and was wearing heavy leather armor, so one person could not carry it all.

"I am not in the same group with them, I am not in the same group with them! I was just hired to pass the message!"

The spy Xiao Liu, who was tied to the pole, screamed at the top of his lungs: "Please, Grandpa, let me down. Grandpa, please spare my life. I will help you send these thieves to the authorities! I won't run away! I absolutely won't run away! I will help you work!"

An Jing glanced at him, shutting up Xiao Liu, who was already frightened and talking nonsense, and then made two fake slashes with his sword.

There were traces of blood on his wrists and calves, but the rope that bound him was also broken. The first thing the spy did after being freed was to kowtow three times to An Jing, then he knocked out the remaining two warriors as quickly as possible and carried one of them on his back.

Two of the guys carried one on a shoulder pole, the shopkeeper and the spy each carried one, and together with An Jing, the eight of them walked smoothly and quietly towards the Kanming City government office. "What? The Real Demon Cult?!"

When Zheng Mo and Zheng Cheng learned that someone had sent a group of seriously injured True Demon Sect warriors, he was not surprised at all. He only felt a sense of realization that it was natural, and a deep fear.

Although he initially suspected the Tianyi Sect, the Tianyi Sect soon got rid of the suspicion - because he used his private connections to inquire about the Tianyi Sect altars in the surrounding areas, and the other party replied, "It wasn't us."

It may sound a bit disloyal, but when ruling in the northwestern frontier region, how could he not deal with Tianyi Sect? Even if they were enemies on the surface, Tianyi Sect was still an object of communication. Even if they insulted and denounced each other, they could still communicate during critical periods.

The simplest thing is: what the Tianyi Sect wants is rebellion, and their collection of blood tax is also a sustainable way to drain the pond of fish, not to really kill everyone and sacrifice them.

If they fight with Dachen in a territory they can fight for, they will definitely show more gentle means.

If it was the action of Tianyi Sect, Zheng Mo felt that at most only a group of government officials would die, some minor officials might survive, or even he might be the only one to die.

But the real devil cult is different.

The Tianyi Sect has always called itself a divine sect, while the Zhenmo Sect has always been proud of being a dog for the devil. These two groups of people simply cannot communicate or reach a consensus.

If they captured a village, town or city, there was only one thing they would do.

That is to offer all blood as a sacrifice to the devil in exchange for his reward and magical powers.

Without wasting any time, Zheng Mo rushed to the government office immediately.

"Hey, Manager Zhang? This..."

He saw the extremely nervous people in Lizhen Pawnshop, the Spy Liu kneeling on the ground motionless, and the three Demon Cult warriors who were still in a coma and were being stopped from bleeding by doctors.

As for why they can be identified as demon sect warriors at a glance, it is because the gray cloaks they wear are not ordinary animal skins, but "demon animal skins" that can cover the ability to detect earth veins! Although Tianyi Sect can also make this item, the style is completely different.

Turning his head, Zheng Mo looked at Shopkeeper Zhang and couldn't help wondering: "Why are you here?"

It's not that he doesn't trust Manager Zhang. The other party is definitely a good citizen. Zheng Mo simply looks down on their martial arts - the combined strength of Lizhen Pawnshop would probably be difficult to defeat a bodyguard with internal energy as strong as a river. There is no way they can defeat these True Demon Cult warriors.

"Where did that expert go?"

He was not a fool, and he understood that the masters who defeated these warriors did not want to see him: "Does that person have any words for me?"

"grown ups……"

The frightened shopkeeper Zhang bowed to Zheng Mo and said with a wry smile, "It was indeed not us who arrested these True Demon Sect members, but a young hero from a great Chenli clan."

"And he did leave you a message. He said, be careful of the earth vein nodes. The True Demon Cult has already occupied three earth vein nodes, and may soon occupy the fourth and fifth."

"As for why he is not here, it is not because he does not want to see you, sir, but because he squeezed out extremely important information from these demons on the way."

At this point, even though he still had some fear, Shopkeeper Zhang looked towards the end of the street with admiration and respect: "Master Jing knows about the warehouse that these evildoers have used to transfer the people they kidnapped and trafficked in recent days. Now he is rushing there non-stop, ready to continue punishing evil and promoting good!"

(End of this chapter)