Chapter 3 Who Dares Not to Kill (Part 1)

Network Update time: 2011-9-21 22:11:54 Number of words in this chapter: 3062

People were still talking about the splendor of the new executioner's killings, but Yang Chen was feeling the heat in his body. Yi Laomo's technique is correct, at least it hasn't gone wrong so far, but he still doesn't know how effective it will be.

Back in his small courtyard, Yang Chen pulled out a colorful stone from under the millstone. Even if someone could see it, they wouldn't recognize it. Only Yang Chen knew that these five-colored stones were originally used by the immortal sects in later generations to test their disciples' acquired spiritual roots. The innate spiritual roots are destined, and the only thing that can change is the acquired spiritual roots.

When you lean on it with your hands, there is almost no change in the multicolored stone. However, if you look closely, there is a trace of red light that is so weak that it is almost impossible to detect it. This also means that there has really been an extremely slight change in the acquired spiritual roots. After all, it's just too childish to want to drastically change your spiritual roots after just killing one person. However, at least it proves that this technique is indeed effective.

With Yang Chen's tens of thousands of years of practice experience, he has not discovered any damage to the body when the skills are transferred, let alone any hidden dangers. In other words, for the time being, there is really no problem with this technique. The most amazing thing is that this technique does not increase spiritual power or temper the soul. Even if you practice it, you will still be an ordinary person and will not violate the taboos of heaven. You will still have enough opportunities to enter the Immortal Killing Platform. Kill the Immortal 3

Since the second half of the year, bandits have been infested in various places and it is impossible to catch them. The imperial court was so annoyed that it directly gave strong orders to various places to catch the bandits and kill them! Under unprecedented toughness, many gangsters are caught almost every day in various places. It was just a few at first, then it became more than ten or twenty, and within a few days, people in their forty or fifty started to be arrested.

In the county, apart from the old executioner who complained of illness, there is currently only one executioner, Yang Chen. Yang Chen is responsible for cutting off dozens of heads every day. At first, people were interested in going to the execution ground to watch the execution, but later on, no one had such leisurely feelings.

"The grievances have their origins, and the debts have their owners. I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no grievances recently. I am responsible for my duties, and I acted as ordered. I was offended!" Yang Chen would say something like this before every execution. The words are clear and clear, and the cause and effect will not get involved. After only talking for a few days, Yang Chen already sounded extremely familiar.

With a click, Yang Chen cut off a human head with a knife, and blood spurted out directly from the headless neck, but Yang Chen did not get a drop of it. This is the result of his careful training. Hundreds of heads have allowed him to master the technique of beheading without getting a trace of blood stained.

Hiss, Yang Chen took a long breath, and it seemed that the life essence contained in the corpse was also sucked into Yang Chen's body with this long breath. The technique that had been used for hundreds of times immediately began to circulate again, bringing this essence quickly to the limbs and bones, nourishing Yang Chen's body and changing Yang Chen's spiritual roots.

Without any hesitation, Yang Chen walked up to the second prisoner like a skilled worker on the assembly line, beheaded him, inhaled, and performed the exercises, followed by the third, fourth...

There were actually forty-five gangsters who wanted to behead that day. After Yang Chen beheaded the last one, his body was already full of strength. After carefully feeling the changes in his body, Yang Chen still shook his head slightly. The life essence of mortals, no matter how much it is absorbed, seems to be of little use. Unless tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands are killed, there may be no obvious effect.

However, Yang Chen thought it was useless, but in the eyes of others, it was completely different. Perhaps it was because of that technique that every time after killing someone, Yang Chen would be covered in a thick smell of blood that would not dissipate for a long time. The whole person seemed to have crawled out of a sea of ​​blood, filled with ferocious aura. Not to mention ordinary people, even the soldiers around the execution ground unconsciously turned their heads and got out of his way when they saw Yang Chen. eyes.

Walking on the street, the residents in the city did not even dare to look at Yang Chen, for fear of avoiding him. Whenever Yang Chen appeared, the streets would be almost deserted. This actually saved Yang Chen a lot of trouble. At least no one dared to come to bring trouble to Yang Chen. No matter how much they despised Yang Chen, they would not dare to say an inappropriate word to his face.

Resting in the morning, beheading at noon, and practicing boxing in the afternoon. After a month of regular days, Yang Chen had really absorbed the life essence of many death row prisoners. Although he failed to achieve the goal he most wanted to achieve, the benefits he received from his body and energy alone had already brought his boxing skills to a higher level.

On this day, Yang Chen finished his execution from the execution ground and was walking home when he saw the sky full of red clouds. It was very strange today. Just after noon, the sunset appeared, and the sunset actually filled the entire sky, and its color was as red as blood.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen finally showed a smile on his face. I have been waiting for this day for so long. The sky was full of blood. Yang Chen only knew this when he ascended to the fairy world in his previous life. This day corresponded to the dramatic changes in heaven.

After dinner, Yang Chen fell asleep early. Strangely enough, no matter what he was doing, he went to bed early that night. Even if he was somewhere else, not on the couch, he would suddenly feel tired, and he would look for a place in a hurry, and all of them would fall into a dream.

"Yang Chen, are you the executioner?" In his sleep, Yang Chen suddenly heard a shout.

"Exactly, sir!" After hearing this question, Yang Chen quickly got up from the bed and answered towards the void. Only then did Yang Chen realize that he was no longer in the original room.

"Do you dare to kill anyone on death row? Can you kill them all?" The voice asked a question again.

"As long as they are on death row, I dare to kill them and I can kill them!" Yang Chen replied proudly without hesitation.

"Follow me!" The owner of the voice did not show up at all, but a majestic voice came over: "Go to the execution ground and kill the criminal!" The voice was filled with the domineering aura of a superior person, which made it impossible for people to have any thoughts. The thought of rejection.

"Yes, sir!" Yang Chen agreed without thinking, and strode up a road that suddenly appeared in front of him. After a while, I saw a execution ground surrounded by many people. Kill the Immortal 3

I don't know when, Yang Chen's clothes have been changed into the executioner's clothes he wore on the execution ground. A soldier whose face could not be seen clearly held a blood-red ghost-headed sword in his hands and presented it to Yang Chen. Yang Chen stretched out his hand to grab it, and the blade of the knife that was accustomed to being stabbed stood up, and his fingers "touched" along the blade. Before beheading, you should at least check whether the knife is sharp enough.

"Brother, please take a step to speak!" As soon as he tested the sharpness of the blade, his belt was gently pulled, and at the same time there was a very flattering voice.

Yang Chen turned his head, only to find a fat man with a big head and big ears, wearing a suit of silk and satin. One hand was gently pulling his belt, but the other hand quietly reached to Yang Chen's hand. , open your hand, and an ingot of at least ten taels of gold ingot appears in the palm of your hand. ! ! !