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Blood instantly soaked the stone bricks, and the Shenwu City, which had not seen war for thousands of years, was now covered in blood.

Ying An looked at the corpses all over the ground, his face indifferent, not moved at all.

Huang Chen looked at the old monk with a calm expression and smiled bitterly.

"Senior, didn't you say..."

The old monk interrupted Huang Chen directly with a smile on his face.

"These people have been causing trouble for a long time. Now that we have killed them all, we can be considered to have done a good deed. However, it seems that it is hard to imagine how much injustice there is in these people who are able to cause such trouble to the world."

"This Emperor Wu really lacks style."

Ying An spoke.

"He's just an ordinary person, so he's not qualified to go any further."

"Of course, I don't dare to confront you head-on. Someone like you is really too inferior."

The old monk had a smile on his face.

"My friend, you have such a clear understanding, it's beyond the reach of my generation."

Ying An looked at the person walking towards him from a distance with a smile on his face.

"Why, you're here now?"

Shangguan Jie had a calm expression. He was not angry at all about the deaths of these people, or felt any other emotions.

"They are just pawns, but I am very curious about your purpose."

Ying An shook his head.

"You treat others as chess pieces, and now you are nothing more than a chess piece. Expecting to reach a higher level with your methods is simply wishful thinking."

Upon hearing this, a cold look appeared on Shangguan Jie's face.

"You are just a young boy, yet you dare to talk nonsense about martial arts? Who gave you the qualifications?"

There was a smile on Ying An's face. He didn't want to argue with Shangguan Jie. He just wanted to know who was behind Shangguan Jie.

It is impossible for such an extremely short-sighted guy to plan this series of events, at least not now.

So he didn't want to be affected by Shangguan Jie.

Feeling Ying An's murderous intent, Shangguan Jie snorted coldly.

He looked at the old monk with fear.

But the latter smiled carefreely.

"I won't fight you."

Shangguan Jie smiled coldly upon hearing this. As long as the old monk didn't fight with him, everything would be fine. He now wanted to see how this kid would deal with him.

Ying An had a smile on his face.

The aura on his body suddenly exploded, and the surrounding air waves instantly tore apart everything around him.

Shangguan Jie felt extremely terrified, and the next moment he felt his throat tighten and his pupils shrank.

Because at this moment Ying An had already grabbed his neck.

"You... Impossible!"

Ying An shook his head.

"Who's behind you?"

The aura on Ying An's body was also hidden, and then spread out to the surroundings like a silk thread. He wanted to find out who was behind this. Of course, he didn't have to let this guy speak.

As long as the other party doesn't want to be exposed, Shangguan Jie must be killed.

Then this opportunity has come.

At least that's what it seems like now!

Ying An looked at Shangguan Jie in front of him leisurely.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"If you don't tell me, then there will be no chance. I won't give you any chance to play tricks."

As he spoke, boundless murderous intent instantly enveloped Shangguan Jie.

Only then did he realize that he was as vulnerable as an ant when facing Ying An.

Chapter 1237: Tell the truth, but still get killed instantly

Shangguan Jie felt this terrible murderous intent, and there was a hint of fear in his pupils.

He never expected that Ying'an's strength would be so terrifying.

The guy in front of him was like a madman, completely tearing down his psychological defenses.

Originally he thought he had it almost certain.

But the person in front of him was so powerful that it was difficult for him to even breathe.

Ying An casually threw Shangguan Jie aside, and Huang Chen was tactful enough to refill the tea for the old monk and Ying An.

"Tell me, I want to see who is behind all this."

Shangguan Jie looked helpless when he heard this and he sighed.

"You...who are you?"

Ying An slapped him back with his backhand, and accompanied by a flash of sword light, an ear flew off.

Shangguan Jie couldn't help but groan miserably.

He covered his ears, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"What qualifications do you have to ask me?"

A hint of fear appeared in Shangguan Jie's eyes.

He couldn't help swallowing, a trace of fear on his face.

"I said……"

He knew that if he dared to test it again next time, it would not be his ears that would fall off.

There was also a bit more hatred on Huang Chen's face. He knew that his enemy was right in front of him, but now was not the time to take action. He knew that Ying An would give him a chance.

There was a hint of complexity in the old monk's eyes.

Who could have imagined that Emperor Wu would now be kneeling on the ground like a prisoner.

He had no dignity at all, and this so-called Emperor Wu had no backbone or arrogance at all.

In order to survive, he has become extremely humble.

In other words, Ying An's murderous intent had left him with no courage to resist.

I don't even have the courage to commit suicide.

This is really too unbelievable.

Ying An nodded. Shangguan Jie was about to speak when Ying An took action. He placed the tea steadily on the table. A strong wind blew and Ying An punched out.

Shangguan Jie felt like he was about to explode, and when that wave of air appeared, he thought he was going to die.

The next moment, Ying An spoke coldly.

"If my strength hadn't just recovered a little, how could you be so presumptuous!"

Shangguan Jie swallowed his saliva after he finished speaking. He looked behind him and saw that the city wall, which had been intact, had now been blasted with a large hole...

Moreover, this terrifying trace stretched for thousands of feet, which shows how dangerous it was just now.

But after this attack, there was no follow-up, and the opponent seemed to be injured by Ying An.

He didn't make any more moves.

But even the old monk and Huang Chen were stunned.

How powerful is the person behind this Martial Emperor? And Ying An...

Who on earth is he and how could he use such a terrifying killing move? It's really frightening!

Shangguan Jie, who felt this terrible murderous intent, no longer had any thoughts in his mind.

"Sir...I'll tell you everything!"

"The person behind me is..."

Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Jie's head exploded.

This time it was very sudden, and obviously, it was not caused by external force.

Ying An narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Shangguan Jie thinks he is the strongest person in this world, but he is also a pawn of the other side.

This world is really interesting. No wonder his strength was blocked from the beginning. I'm afraid the opponent was able to kill Shangguan Jie with the help of the power of this world.

"It seems that things are getting confusing now."

Chapter 1238 Heading to the Sky Spider Palace

Ying An curled his lips helplessly.

"How about you come?"

Huang Chen shook his head.

"There are still some people who need to be killed. Please wait a moment, sir. I can do it alone!"

Ying An thought about it and then nodded.

"Go ahead and don't let yourself regret it."

Ying An then looked at the old monk.

"Don't worry. I already know what his purpose is. He doesn't want me to take someone with me, but he can't stop me."

The old monk sighed.

"When gods fight, mortals suffer. Shangguan Jie never thought he would die like this."

Ying An smiled slightly.

"But it can be considered as getting rid of a trouble."

"Next I'm going to the northwest."

"I'm going to find her now. I've discovered this guy, and I'm afraid he's going to get rid of me next."

"Do you need help?"

The old monk spoke. He knew that the only way to be safe now was to stay with Ying'an.

After all, they have already borne the consequences, and the strength of this person in the dark is too terrifying.

Even if the old monk doesn't care about himself, he still has to worry about his disciple.

"Together?"

The old monk bowed deeply to Ying An.

"Thank you donor!"

Ying An shook his head.

"It doesn't have to be like this. This is as it should be."