Chapter 440: He can actually counter-kill?

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Tonight, Jiang Tu's people seemed to have gone crazy, rushing to kill without regard for their lives.

Chen Guanlou also went crazy killing, killing all the way.

Except for someone rebelling and the order in the capital collapsing, he had never thought that in peaceful times, right under the feet of the Son of Heaven, one could also kill so unscrupulously.

The Great Qian Dynasty is indeed very bizarre.

The old Emperor is indeed the most bizarre of the bizarre.

This is the capital, and it's the core area of the capital, the central location. Actually allowing two families to kill each other unscrupulously.

All judicial institutions, whether it's the Five-City Patrol and Command Department, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the Capital Prefecture, or the inconspicuous county yamen, all disappeared. It's as if from beginning to end, this place was a three-no-care zone.

Wanton slaughter, piled-up corpses, blood flowing like a river.

The team members went from being scared to not daring to move at the beginning, to being numb later; every time they didn't realize anything, Chen Guanlou had already killed people who didn't know where they were hiding.

"Is Chen Guanlou really not a martial artist?"

Everyone had the same question in their hearts.

Only martial artists can kill martial artists.

Yet Chen Guanlou broke this iron rule.

"Is he a hidden vein?"

"Impossible! If he were, it would have been discovered long ago. And hidden veins require a martial artist of the fifth rank or above to open the martial veins."

"Then why can he kill martial artists?"

"Could it be that he had an encounter in the Heavenly Prison?"

"No wonder he refused to leave the Heavenly Prison no matter what."

Chen Guanlou turned his head coldly, and the team members instantly closed their mouths, silently stepping forward to drag the blocking corpses to the side of the road; later, someone would come to collect the corpses.

"Brother Lou, are you hungry? I brought meat pies, my mother specially made them."

Chen Guanlou reached out silently, the other party scrambled to take out a pie and carefully placed it in his palm.

He ate the pie silently; perhaps he was truly hungry, this pie was quite delicious.

He turned his head and glanced casually, seeing a trace of fear in the eyes of the team members, and more curiosity.

He waited.

Sure enough, after a while, someone took the initiative to ask him, "Are you a martial artist?"

Chen Guanlou thought about it; he didn't have martial veins, so naturally, he wasn't a martial artist. In this world, martial veins are the boundary line, and no one can be an exception.

So, he shook his head.

"But you can kill martial artists."

"That's because my martial arts are good, plus a little bit of luck." Chen Guanlou said very casually.

Everyone else had a face of: Don't lie to me.

Chen Guanlou had to emphasize it once, "I don't have martial veins."

This is true; he didn't deceive the world.

"But you are even more powerful than those martial artists. Killing them is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables."

"Perhaps, even Heaven can't stand Jiang Tu being too arrogant, so it granted me power, making me invincible."

Blow!

Keep blowing!

"Brother Lou, tell us the truth, we guarantee not to tell anyone."

"Yes, we guarantee not to tell anyone."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Why are you so strong? I've practiced martial arts since I was a child, but I feel like I can't even handle one move from you."

"I can't even see the moves."

"I didn't even see how the knife was drawn, and the person was already dead."

"Me too!"

Chen Guanlou looked at the sky.

The sky was covered by clouds, the moon appeared and disappeared, and the light changed accordingly.

He thought about it and said: "Why am I so strong? Perhaps because I am Heaven's pet, Heaven's own son. Heaven granted me bone structure, so I became strong."

"Forget it if you don't want to say."

Everyone was a young man, sincerely asking for advice, but received such a perfunctory answer. Forget it, forget it, it's not interesting at all.

Chen Guanlou felt a little wronged; he was clearly telling the truth, but no one believed him.

If he wasn't Heaven's pet, how could he have the Dao Fruit of Longevity? If he didn't have excellent bone structure, how could he practice "Ascension Record"?

Others practicing "Ascension Record" is definitely ten deaths and no life, too domineering.

"It's still early until dawn, continue patrolling." After eating and drinking enough, he greeted everyone to follow his pace.

One of the team members, named Chen Mengsan, according to seniority, called Chen Guanlou "Uncle."

He leaned close to Chen Guanlou. "Uncle Lou, can I learn martial arts from you? I don't like reading, I just like fighting and killing."

"If you want to learn martial arts, you should go to the Marquis's Mansion's martial arts hall; there are professional martial arts masters there to teach you."

"I went, and I practiced, but I didn't learn anything. I feel my bone structure is okay; it must be that the path wasn't taken correctly. Uncle Lou, why don't you help me see if I can learn from you."

Chen Guanlou turned his head and stared at him, reached out his hand, and grabbed the other party's wrist. The other party was startled, and after reacting, calmed down again.

Suddenly, a force rushed into his body, and Chen Mengsan let out a miserable groan.

Everyone looked at him, and he hurriedly said: "It's okay! Uncle Meng is helping me."

Soon, Chen Guanlou let go of his wrist.

Chen Mengsan asked eagerly: "Uncle Lou, how is it, is my bone structure okay?"

Chen Guanlou shook his head. "You had better read books with peace of mind. Or find something to do; don't touch martial arts in this life."

Not to mention not having martial veins, the bone structure is also very ordinary, not at all the material for practicing martial arts. At most, learn a few fake moves, relying on being young and strong to scare the old and weak.

Chen Mengsan looked depressed, a bit unconvinced. "I really feel my bone structure is okay."

"That's just an illusion." Chen Guanlou ruthlessly shattered the other party's fantasy. After speaking, he pointed to the smallest person in the team. "You can't even compare to him. Similarly, they are fake moves, but his moves are obviously more solid than yours. Your footsteps are vain; you have been in the martial arts school for such a long time, and you haven't even laid the foundation; it can be seen that the bone structure is very ordinary."

Chen Mengsan:...

Chen Guanyi, who was said to have more solid kung fu:...

Perhaps because they went crazy killing in the first half of the night, the second half of the night seemed calm.

Their team was completely intact, not even one injured. The most miserable was just spraining a wrist because of moving corpses.

Other patrolling teams were not as lucky as them. After all, their team didn't have a killing god like Chen Guanlou.

When they met, everyone knew how lucky they were to be assigned to Chen Guanlou's group.

Looking at the dead clansmen, looking at the injured clansmen wailing, several people felt lucky and lingering fear.

Jiang Tu was indeed crazy.

In one night, he sent dozens of people to attack the Chen clan.

I don't know what the situation is with the Marquis's Mansion's numerous industries; there must also be casualties.

"You guys actually didn't get injured?"

Seeing them completely intact, the clansmen were surprised; could it be that their luck was too good, and they didn't run into a single martial artist?

"With Brother Lou here, the people we met on the road were all killed by him! If you don't believe me, go look, the corpses are piled up on the side of the road."

The clansmen couldn't believe it.

Chen Guanlou is awesome, but he isn't awesome enough to retreat unscathed under the siege of many martial artists, right? Being able to survive is already lucky, and he could still counter-kill?

Too fake! ===== CHAPTER 441 =====