Suck!

Yang Han took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

After stepping into the martial arts arena, the blood light became more intense, and Yang Han could see it more clearly.

Thick, dark red blood, like the finest red satin.

In the blood light, the distorted grimaces seemed to be hidden behind the silk, looming and seeming.

Although I can't see the specific outline clearly, these grimaces are big and small, revealing a stream of emotions from the old and immature, obviously all of them, including women, children, old and young.

At this moment, the distorted grimaces are all letting out a silent roar.

Suffering!

Despair!

Resentment!

Unwilling!

......

Countless negative emotions permeated the entire Qiao Mansion, hovering and unwilling to leave.

When Yang Han stepped into the martial arts arena, these negative emotions seemed to have found a gap, like a flood bursting the embankment, all of them surging towards Yang Han's body.

This kind of negative emotional energy, with Yang Han's current strength, cannot be stopped at all.

At the moment, he didn't want to resist either.

Negative emotions are the obsessions of the dead people in Changfeng Town.

With the continuous influx of negative emotions, Yang Han also seemed to have experienced all the horrors that these emotional masters had experienced before.

Among them are the mothers of men.

Among them are the fathers of man.

Among them are the sons of men.

Among them were the daughters of men.

Among them are powerful martial cultivators, but more of them are ordinary mortals in Changfeng Town.

Yang Han seemed to have become them.

Call!

Call!

Call!

Yang Han's breathing gradually became heavier, like a fierce beast suppressing endless anger.

On his forehead, the green tendons were visibly bulging and throbbing violently.

A pair of eyes gradually turned red, as if condensed by blood. Even in the pupils of the two eyes, there was a faint trace of blood emitting from each eye.

Yang Han clenched his fists, but his anger burned brightly.

It is self-evident who made the grimace in the blood.

"I will avenge you. ”

Yang Han stared at the air and muttered to himself.

At this moment, the Qiao family's martial arts arena can no longer be called a martial arts arena.

Because it has become a huge blood pool.

The dark red and viscous blood in the pool of blood automatically threw itself into it as the corpses flowed into it, causing small waves.

The army of corpses sank into the pool of blood one after another.

Reverse flow of blood and return to the sea.

In the martial arts arena of the Qiao family, in addition to Yang Han, there are also two big living people.

One of them, a middle-aged man with black hair, dressed in a gorgeous costume, sat quietly in the middle of the pool of blood. This person's face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows are like a sword, and he wears a purple gold dragon crown on his head.

It is very similar to Qiao Feilong and Qiao Feihu, who were killed by Yang Han before.

The moment Yang Han stepped into the martial arts arena, the black-haired middle-aged man in the center of the blood pool suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce and hateful gaze shot out of his eyes.

The owner of this gaze seemed to be eager to devour Yang Han alive and peel him off.

"I don't care who you are, you killed my two sons, I want you dead. Not only that, but your family, your friends, and everyone close to you, I want them to die in agony. ”

When these words came out, the identity of the person who spoke was self-evident.

The black-haired middle-aged man is the head of the Qiao family in Changfeng Town, Qiao Xingmen.

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

Yang Han cracked his mouth, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and two hot gases erupted from the corners of his lips on both sides.

This is a sign of boiling blood and blood!

The two blood-colored rays in the pupils of his eyes followed the movement of Yang Han's head-up, and two blood-colored rays slid out of the void, which was the trajectory of Yang Han's pupils.

Then a scarlet light shot into the center of the pool of blood.

"I'll kill you first. ”

As soon as these words came out, the killing thoughts in Yang Han's heart frantically grew, controlling his body to move towards the blood pool.

Yang Han shook his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up.

When the corpses entered the pool of blood, they disappeared completely. Even if Yang Han is a living person, stepping into the blood pool at this moment, I am afraid that there will be no good end.

Revenge, nor can you go crazy.

Yang Han was shocked and stopped, but the killing intent in his heart was more than ten times stronger than before.

"Hey, hey. I'm amazed that you've come here, but how long can you stay awake?"

A sneer came from the front of the blood pool, it was not Qiao Xingmen's voice, but another person in the martial arts arena.

"You are a vacuum monk. ”

Yang Han suppressed the killing thoughts in his heart and looked at the person who was speaking in front of him.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, his appearance was not ugly, and he could even be said to have a somewhat handsome and chic temperament.

It's a pity that there is a full evil light in his eyes, and people can see at a glance that he is a person with a bad heart.

In addition to Qiao Xingmen, the second living person, Yang Han didn't have to guess to know that the short-haired middle-aged man was a vacuum monk.

"It's the poor monk. ”

The vacuum monk smiled and said unhurriedly, without the slightest nervousness in his eyes that were emitting evil light.

"Why kill the ordinary people in Changfeng Town. ”

Yang Han said.

Now, he naturally no longer asks what the root cause of the bone pain is.

Bone pain is nothing more than a despicable measure!

The Qiao family and the vacuum monk used this method to kill everyone in Changfeng Town.

The purpose is everything in front of you.

Use their blood and corpses to create a terrifying pool of blood.

This terrifying pool of blood should be very important to Qiao Xingmen and the vacuum monk.

"This is not about the poor monks, it is all done by the head of the Qiao family. If you don't believe it, you can ask the head of the Qiao family if this is the case. ”

The vacuum monk shirked all responsibility in one sentence.

The expression on his face was not contrived in the slightest, as if this matter really had nothing to do with him.

And Qiao Xingmen, who was sitting quietly in the middle of the blood pool, had no intention of refuting at this time.

The people in Changfeng Town have all died, and Qiao Xingmen has been holding back for a long time. At this time, he didn't wait for Yang Han to ask him a question, and took the initiative to speak.

"I stepped into the martial arts at the age of seven, I only succeeded in condensing qi at the age of ten, I condensed the qi at the age of seventeen, and I reached the condensation triple at the age of twenty-one. As a result, he was not successfully admitted to the kamikaze academy, and he could not get better cultivation resources, and since then, the progress of martial arts has been even slower. ”

"However, I have a martial heart that is stronger than anyone else, so why can't I step into a higher martial arts realm!"

"Is it because of my mediocre qualifications?

No!

It's because I don't have enough martial arts resources!

If I had enough resources, my Qiao Xingmen would not be worse than any martial arts genius.

No!

I'm a martial arts genius!

I will be able to condense the qi one step earlier, one step to condense the twofold, one step to condense the threefold......

Then he successfully stepped into the kamikaze academy and had a completely different life.

It will be a beautiful life!

Instead of being like now, being a soil overlord who can't live for a hundred years in this small Changfeng town. ”

"But now that's all gone.

See!

Only half a year has passed, and I am about to break through the shackles of acquired and set foot in the innate realm. My cultivation speed is unmatched, faster than those martial arts geniuses!"

"The people of Changfeng Town, their deaths are not meaningless, and naturally my two sons are also included.

They are the source of my martial arts progress!

After I become a congenital master, I will personally rebuild Changfeng Town and make Changfeng Town a better place. ”

The more Qiao Xingmen spoke, the more excited he became.

At the end of speaking, he stood up suddenly, stepped on the pool of blood, and showed a wisp of majesty on his face, as if he was accepting the admiration of the tens of thousands of people in Changfeng Town that no longer existed.

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