Helu has a bottom line and principles, so he will not use this loophole indiscriminately.

But when it is time to use it, there is no need to hesitate.

For example now.

Confirm that the Tiger and Dragon Gang is not good, He Luqian decisively activates this loophole. He Luqian stood at the door watching Mr. Ling act, not because he was delayed in doing things, but because he was waiting for Mr. Ling and others to take the initiative to attack, becoming a sinner sentenced to the crime of rebellion in the Avici Hell.

When Mr. Ling picked up his long knife and rushed towards He Luqian, all problems were no longer problems.

In addition, the Invulgar Hell has been monitoring dangerous people on the verge of rebellion, and promptly reminded He Luqian who has changed from rebellion to murdering sinners because of rebellion. The insidious ambushers hidden in the crowd were all visible to He Luqian when Mr. Ling communicated with his confidant gestures as if his white name had turned into a red name.

Since you want to kill me, don't blame me for killing you.

He Luqian drew his sword and unsheathed him to meet Uncle Ling.

The sword of the Rikkong flickered, and He Luqian quickly passed by Uncle Ling.

But He Luqian already knew that there were ambushers hidden in the crowd, so he could have fought alone with Uncle Ling in the open space.

The most rational solution is to give priority to solving the ambush with a large number of people.

The quality of Mr. Ling's more than a hundred subordinates is generally not high, similar to the Iron Spear Club. Except for a few leaders who fought at the fifth level, most of them fought at the third level and fourth level. He Luqian rushed into the crowd and wolves entered the flock of sheep, and the scene was staged again in an instant. The organization and discipline of the Tiger and Dragon Gang members were also similar to Iron Spear Club. When he met He Luqian, a ruthless man who "did not fail, but a knife takes his life", he immediately collapsed and led to a complete collapse.

Those powerful crossbowmen and hidden weapon soldiers were either slashed by He Luqian, or fled in panic, without any threat in an instant.

After rushing left and right to defeat a group of ordinary gangs, He Luqian turned around to deal with Uncle Ling.

When He Luqian passed by Mr. Ling just now, his sprinting speed and agility changed his moves scared Mr. Ling's scalp numb, and he rolled sideways in a vivid way to avoid the possible slashing back. Mr. Ling rolled twice, raised his knife to cover the storefront, but he was slow to find that He Luqian was actually rushing into the crowd of gangs. Mr. Ling's heart skipped a beat and realized that his plans had all gone bankrupt.

Uncle Ling especially hoped that more than a hundred gang members could restrain He Luqian, so he hurriedly returned to chase He Luqian at full speed.

During the sprint, Uncle Ling suddenly saw the thin young man trying to escape in the chaos.

Uncle Ling's mind flashed with hatred: "If you hadn't made trouble, how could I end up in such danger."

Uncle Ling actually abandoned He Luqian, turned around, caught up with the thin young man several steps, and slashed hard on the back of the thin young man. Uncle Ling was very confident in dealing with ordinary people like the thin young man. If he cut down with one knife, he would be dying even if he didn't die. Uncle Ling slashed with one knife, and did not waste time to see if the thin young man was dead or alive, and hurriedly continued to chase He Luqian.

But He Luqian is fast, powerful, quick and flexible in the crowd. He can use the advantages of chaos more than Uncle Ling. How can Uncle Ling catch up? When He Luqian stops chasing ordinary gang members, Uncle Ling has just thought of "I finally chase you" in his mind, and suddenly he wakes up that there are no ambushers around him.

Uncle Ling was stunned for a moment, and a little joy turned into endless regret: "Why am I so stupid today? Why are I chasing for you? I just ran away from the opposite direction just now."

Uncle Ling wanted to leave, but it was too late.

The sword flashed, and Mr. Ling was slow to find that the world was tilted strangely, the body was tilted, the house was tilted, and the big trees were tilted.

Hey, what is that?

Oh, it's my body, it turns out that I'm dead.

My head is flying in the air.

As his consciousness dissipated, a deep regret flashed through Uncle Ling's mind: "If I had known that the white-clothed magic sword was so powerful, I would not have been greedy for any false reputation. Rong Erhe, you have killed me."

...

There are only 7 experiences in killing Mr. Ling, which indirectly shows that he and the leader of the Iron Gun Hui Wujiu branch are also in the seventh level of battle.

A few days ago, He Luqian relied on Li Fengyao's illusion to kill the leader of Wujiu branch; now, without the assistance of Li Fengyao's illusion, He Luqian can kill Mr. Ling in one move. In just a few days, this huge change occurred. He Luqian had to sigh that the Infinite Hell was so terrifying: "Give me another half month of time to upgrade the murder, even if the rest of the reincarnation rush over, I'm afraid I can't do anything to me."

Of course, the prerequisite is that no other reincarnation person has obtained the magic weapon at the level of Amitabha hell.

He Luqian's killing time is no more than three minutes.

Although the time is short, the results of the battle are extremely significant.

Uncle Ling's head fell to the ground, and more than a hundred gang members fled in panic. About twenty corpses were left in front of the inn gate. He Luqian's decisiveness and efficiency shocked everyone. When he looked up at the inn hall, many diners were so scared that their legs became weak and they collapsed on the ground weakly. Some of them were unbearable, and a pile of yellow and white liquid and a pungent smell of poop were still oozing out of their crotch.

He Luqian did not appease the emotions of these diners.

The generation gap between each other is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea, and there is nothing to comfort him. He Luqian's comfort will only make them even more afraid.

He Luqian did not resent these diners either.

It is the individual's fault that the individual's three views are not correct. The group's three objects are obviously the social crux. It is meaningless to blame the group of diners for their incorrect views. He Luqian simply picked up the package and waved to Zhu Xueli and Qi Ponu: "Let's go."

When he walked past the body of a thin young man, He Luqian suddenly stopped.

After all, Mr. Ling is in the seventh grade. He cut off the thin young man's spine with a knife from behind, indirectly causing the thin young man to die from aftershocks. But the thin young man was unexpectedly strong. Before he died, he endured severe pain and twisted his upper body, causing his body to twist like a twist - the pain can be imagined.

The face of the thin young man was strangely free of negative emotions such as resentment and fear.

The thin young man tried hard to sideways, his eyes vaguely looking into the distance, his face strangely frozen and smiling as if he had achieved his wish.

Get what you want?

Very strange...

The image of the thin young man flashed quickly in his mind, and He Luqian's pupils suddenly dilated.

He Luqian suddenly figured it out.

A thin young man is not a simple ungrateful person.

The thin young man seemed to have flattered the horse's legs on the surface, but in fact he deliberately intensified the conflict between He Luqian and Uncle Ling. The thin young man must have seen through Uncle Ling's hypocrisy, but he did not want Uncle Ling to simply reconcile with He Luqian, so he deliberately praised Rong Erhe to slander He Luqian, so that Uncle Ling could not come to Taiwan.

The thin young man was leveraging He Luqian's knife to kill Mr. Ling.

After carefully observing the posture of the thin young man, the thin young man endured the severe pain and turned over, he probably kept staring at Mr. Ling. It was not until he saw Mr. Ling being cut off by He Luqian's head, that he left the world with a bright smile.

After careful observation of the geography near the thin young man, if he wanted to escape in the chaos, he should not run in this direction. Obviously, the thin young man's escape was also a part of killing people with a knife. He was deliberately attracting Mr. Ling's attention and using his life to gain enough time for He Luqian. In other words, at the cost of his life, the probability of Mr. Ling's escape should be reduced as much as possible.

He Luqian was silent.

Of course, thin young people are not good people.

He Luqian saved him once, but he deliberately guided Uncle Ling and He Luqian to stay alive and be heartless.

But the cowardly image that the thin young man has always maintained is in contrast with his ruthless layout that blocks his life. However, it is touching. Whether the thin young man is a good person or a bad person, cowardice is by no means his adjective. Although He Luqian will not forgive the thin young man who deliberately uses himself, he cannot help but sigh at the sudden power of the thin young man.

Li Fengyao turned into a ghost and took revenge, and the thin young man gave up his life to make a plan.

Sure enough, no matter which world you are in, you cannot underestimate those little people who are as humble as the dust.

He Luqian murmured silently in his heart: "I have to pay more attention in the future."

With a sigh, He Luqian led Zhu Xueli and Qi Ponu to walk slowly towards Yingjing.

While walking, He Luqian was bored and read the detailed list of the killings just now.

The killing is not the end.

The small universe of hell is the essence of the Avici Hell, such as the eight heat and eight cold hells built by the original ancestor Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the ten palaces of Yama and the eighteen levels of hell, etc.

Killing is just the opening ceremony of the Symphony of Arizona.

When the small universe of hell is built, the sinners who are killed today will welcome their new life in endless hell.

He Luqian's eyes moved past a group of strange names and countless faces with weak impressions, and laughed and said, "Do you think it's over to die? Hehe, I met me and I met the Hell of the Avici. Death is just the beginning of a new life. You robbers and gang members, we will see you in hell."

He Luqian suddenly saw a familiar face.

It's a thin young man.

A thin young man whose original name is Niu Fuzhi.

He Luqian was very surprised. The thin young man was obviously slashed by Mr. Ling, so how could he be included in the Abyssin Hell?

After reading the killing records, it turned out that Niu Fuzhi had an assist sign on the suffix. He Luqian probably understood that it must be that during his fierce rush in the crowd, the aftermath of the splash accidentally hurt the thin young man. Although the total output may be less than 0.01%, the assist standards determined by Wujian Hell were very broad, so Niu Fuzhi was also included in the list of sin souls.

He Luqian was not confused about these details.

Niu Fuzhi has been hacked to death by Mr. Ling and has been included in the list of sinful souls. It may not be a good thing to live in the Abyssin Hell again.

Just include it.

It's 1 experience point.

He Lu Qianxiao thought: "Niu Fuzhi, you dare to use me to kill people. Then you can carry bricks for me for a hundred years to atone for me. Well, if you accept the transformation obediently, I can share Ling Da (Uncle Ling) with you for supervision, so that they can also try to be bullied and coerced."

There is the hell of the Avalokitesvara, and death is not the end, but a new beginning.

Is this kind of death still considered death?

He Luqian was too lazy to worry about the philosophical definition of death, so he simply didn't think about it.

But facts are facts. Whether you are entangled or not, they will subtly affect He Luqian's judgment.

The iron spear Wujiu branched the rudder to Yingjing Ferry. Although He Luqian was straightforward and never dragged on the mud, his mood was inevitably a bit heavy. In the quiet late night and confused dreams, He Luqian occasionally questioned whether he had killed too much and whether he should only punish the evil. Now that he has realized the core of the Infinite Hell, He Luqian has no longer been worried about these problems.

Killing is not the end.
Chapter completed!