Chapter Seventy-Eight: Oops
"You remember me!"
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"Xuanhu's brothers, listen, don't take a step forward, stay and watch the show!"
Lin Xuan is now the deputy head of Xuanhu after all, and his words are also somewhat prestigious, although everyone is confused about this, but they don't dare to disobey orders, and Lin Xuan's methods the night before are not questioned by them.
When Qingling appeared, he had already activated the formation and integrated into it, so those members of Xuanhu didn't see it. And immediately after, they were also foggy in front of them, and they couldn't see any scene inside at all, and several people couldn't help but want to rush in to find Lin Xuan. However, they were all stopped by Wang Li, and admonished: "You must listen to the orders of the deputy regiment." ā
Then he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and hurriedly added: "You should know the strength of the deputy regiment." ā
All irritable people calm down instantly.
And Xuanhu's people had just calmed down, but the people of the God of War were instantly disturbed by the fog in front of them, and immediately became irritable. Because no matter how they walked, they were all the same, as if they were always standing still.
"What the hell is this!"
"Hey, have any of you seen Xuanhu's bastard?"
However, as soon as this person's words fell, his chest was pierced by a dull sword, and the blood quickly stained the white clothes on his chest.
With an unwilling look, he tried to find the owner of this sword, but until he fell to the ground, he couldn't see Lin Xuan two feet away.
Pulling out the Five Elements Ancestral Sword with blood, Lin Xuan did not wipe it, but instead turned the sword body downward, letting the blood drip on the bluestone floor, making a ticking sound.
"Now I'm also a member of Xuanhu."
Lin Xuan said lightly, this is not the first time he has killed someone, and the revenant soul under the sword is an enemy, so Lin Xuan does not have any guilt in his heart.
"Two dogs!"
After seeing the man fall to the ground and die, several people around him immediately shouted, and immediately stood on guard back to back. However, the sudden appearance of the fog made it impossible for them to see the distance beyond their five fingers.
A fear, a fear of the unknown, arose spontaneously in the hearts of those five people.
"You're all going to die!"
Lin Xuan raised his hand with a sword, it was just an ordinary sword, and it ended a person's life again. Even when the man died, he didn't make a sound.
"Is it a human or a ghost, dare to come out and show up?"
After one more person fell, the remaining four were even more frightened, holding the hilt of the sword in their hands, but their bodies were trembling.
However, the next moment, a young man stood face to face in front of the speaker, smiling: "I am human, and you will soon become a ghost!" ā
"You ......"
Just when the man raised his hand and was about to swing his sword at Lin Xuan, his body had already been pierced by the sword one step ahead, and he looked at Lin Xuan with resentment and unwillingness, wanting to do something, but found that the vitality was flowing like blood.
"Spare your life!"
Seeing Lin Xuan so terrifying, the three of them were all frightened, and they actually "poofed", knelt on the ground at the same time, and kowtowed continuously.
Lin Xuan felt a touch of emotion in his heart, they were all other people's sons, husbands, fathers, and they were all living beings. It's just that Lin Xuan knows that if he lets them go, there will inevitably be people persecuted by them in the future.
"I don't want to kill!"
Lin Xuan said his heart slightly, he really didn't want to be a person who loved to kill, and his original intention of cultivation was never to kill people, but to protect people.
His words fell on the ears of the three people, as if they had received amnesty, and they hurriedly accelerated the speed of kowtowing: "Thank you for the grace of the hero not to kill, thank you for the grace of the hero not to kill......"
However, at the same time, they felt a hot current gushing out of their throats, stretched out their hands and touched them, and put them in front of their eyes, only to realize that it was steaming blood.
"Why don't you keep your promise and kill us?"
The three of them looked at Lin Xuan resentfully, as if they hated him for going back on their word, because they thought they would be able to live. In fact, they ignored one point, they also came to kill, but the final result was reversed.
Looking at the three people who were full of unwillingness in their hearts, Lin Xuan said lightly: "Because you have to kill!" ā
"Stupid, there is so much nonsense, if you don't kill them today, when they surpass you in strength one day, you will definitely die!"
Qing Ling's body of tens of meters wandered around Lin Xuan and gave him a blank look.
"Hey......"
Although Lin Xuan didn't feel guilty about killing, he also had some unbearability, and then looked at Qing Ling: "I understand everything you said!" Since they are here to kill, then they must have the consciousness of being killed. ā
"So much to think about, what to do?" Qing Ling blinked his big eyes and glared at Lin Xuan.
"Forget it, abolish their cultivation and let them be ordinary people again. They are hateful, but they are also pitiful. ā
Seeing that Lin Xuan's face was serious, not like a joke, Qing Ling had to shake his head helplessly: "I really don't understand you!" ā
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Ling turned into a human form, and his peerless face was once again unobstructed in front of Lin Xuan. His hands were playing strange spells, and then he muttered a few words silently.
In that formation, the countless sword blades hidden in it appeared in an instant, with the light of the power of the white formation spirit, and in an instant, it was like a rain of swords, shuttling through the formation.
"Ah......h
"Ah......h
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The moment the killing array was touched, there were countless sounds of pain and wails, which spread throughout the entire station. Others may not see it, but Lin Xuan can see it really.
Qing Ling did spare their lives, but that sword blade was also a dantian that pierced through all the people of the God of War present. For a while, because the dantian was broken, the power of the Xuan Ling stored in it instantly filled every corner of the entire station.
According to Lin Xuan's thoughts, as long as their dantian is broken and their cultivation is abolished, it will make them lose their ability to bully people. In that case, they can only do their duty as ordinary people, but at least they can save their lives.
Standing in the crowd, Lin Xuan sniffed slightly, because the smell of blood in the air was too strong, and he didn't like this smell.
Even Liu Mingde, who was going to kill him in the past, was lying at his feet, but Lin Xuan also took action to end his life. After tonight, they will all become ordinary people.
From now on, the battle of the rivers and lakes will also be completely cut off from them. They may be at the behest of others, but they are also cruel by nature......
"I wonder what happened to them?"
In fact, in the final analysis, Lin Xuan was still worried about Mo Wu's results. Whether a power is destroyed or not, the most important thing is its helmsman, not its executor.
In other words, if Lan Zhengyu is not dead, with his skills and means, it will not be long before he can re-form a group of God of War heroes.
Just as Lin Xuan was pondering, suddenly from a distance, a powerful coercion came. With intuition, the owner of that coercion was definitely issued by a powerhouse in the Condensation Realm.
"Oops!"
Lin Xuan's complexion changed suddenly, and an ominous feeling arose from his heart......