I'm really tired today, and when I get home, my fingers are stiff, which seriously affects the speed of big characters, so I write to this point...

Leng Wenxuan clenched the spear with one hand, looked at more than a dozen children of the Zhang family, and under Zhang Beigu's order, holding weapons, and killing him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He is now a barbarian fifth-level barbarian cultivator, and he has the power of five stones with one arm, that is, the power of five hundred catties.

The spears were tightly grasped in their palms, merging with each other, and then the spears slammed forward like tigers.

A child of the Zhang family sneered in his heart when he saw the other party's spear stabbing him. He was a monk of the third layer of Xuanling, and he didn't know Leng Wenxuan's details, and he wanted to show himself in front of Zhang Beigu, so he wanted to use the long sword in his hand to shake away the opponent's spear.

"Be careful!" a young man who had fought with Leng Wenxuan hurriedly reminded him.

But seeing that the spears and swords intersected at this time, the young man only felt a huge force coming from the spear, and he was shocked in his heart, knowing that the other party's cultivation was set above him.

There was a desire to retreat, and the momentum declined, and the young man wanted to retreat. However, Leng Wenxuan's heart was full of murderous intent at this time, how could he stop there.

Leng Wenxuan jumped up and shouted, and then the spear penetrated, and the young man who turned around and fled. After landing on the ground, the others also came to the front and drew their weapons to attack him.

Leng Wenxuan picked up the young man with a spear and threw it at everyone. After all, they are the children of the Zhang family, and they have to contact each other on weekdays.

Seeing this, they all dodged, but the young man who saw it yelled in pain, struggling weakly in mid-air, and then there was a loud noise, dust rising, and he died of exhaustion, and blood was splashed on the spot.

Leng Wenxuan was stunned by everyone for a moment, like a tiger and a flock of sheep. The spear in his hand was constantly waving, and the power of five stones in each arm acted on the spear, sweeping in all directions.

Cries of pain, begs for mercy, and terrified voices mingle with each other, and together they tell the true meaning of life!

Leng Wenxuan didn't have a trace of pity in his heart at this time, listening to their voices, it made the killing intent in his heart more and more intense.

The incident occurred in Liufu, but the people of Tsing Yi Town were innocent, but they could not be spared.

Perhaps when they slaughtered the town, some begged them for mercy, and some screamed in terror. But how have they been merciful, how have they been merciful.

In the middle of the night, when he was knocked unconscious, he had also heard the frightened voices of some familiar people, but when he woke up, he saw the true meaning of life!

The true meaning of life!

Since you regard everyone's lives as grass mustard, then let you also know what it feels like to have a life like a mustard! Leng Wenxuan has never shown mercy or soft-heartedness for this.

One by one, the figures fell, and the corpses were here, and all the sounds disappeared, except for Leng Wenxuan's rich gasp. The world seems to be quiet at this time, but the silence is a little scary, at least Zhang Beigu thinks so. He didn't expect Leng Wenxuan's combat power to be so strong, and in just a few dozen rounds, the battle was over.

"Cong'an!" Zhang Beigu looked at Leng Wenxuan, his throat rolled a few times, and finally turned his head and said to the young man beside him who had been watching all this silently.

When the young man heard this, he didn't respond, and slowly walked towards Leng Wenxuan.

Leng Wenxuan saw this person's movements, his expression was correct, and he felt the slightest danger from this person.

"Young master, this person is a cultivator of the fifth layer of Xuanling. Shi Wuji said in a timely manner.

The fifth layer of Xuanling, Leng Wenxuan knew the other party's cultivation, and his heart was a little calmer. At the same time, the young man named Cong'an still came ten feet in front of him.

"Is it worth it?" Cong'an looked at Leng Wenxuan, and a deep voice came out of his mouth.

"It's worth it!" Leng Wenxuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.

"You also have a part in the slaughter of the town!" Leng Wenxuan then asked rhetorically.

"No, I don't kill ants from An!" From An's calm response, he really didn't kill a single citizen.

"You're going to die here today. Cong'an looked at Leng Wenxuan and said calmly.

"What are you for?" Cong'an knew that if the other party escaped at the beginning, no one could do anything.

"What?" Leng Wenxuan was a little confused this time, and he really didn't know what the other party was asking.

"Why didn't you run away in the first place?" a flash of light flashed from Ann's left hand, and a long knife appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Save the people and water and fire, and relieve the people from hanging upside down!" Leng Wenxuan watched the long knife in the opponent's hand appear, and his fighting spirit should be out!

"There are so many injustices in the world, with you as an ant, can you manage it?" Cong'an shouted, and then suddenly burst out with a knife, but saw a knife attack towards Leng Wenxuan quickly.

Xuanling five layers, spiritual power release, can transform all things, this knife is composed of aura, its sharpness is stronger than the long knife itself.

"What about ants, they have their own gods, and they should be protected!" Leng Wenxuan's spear shook in his hand, and a blood-red light burst out from the tip of the spear.

"The heart has its god, and the guard should exist!" At this moment, Leng Wenxuan finally realized! As long as there is a yearning in the heart, no matter what personal ability is, he should protect it!

"Boom!" Leng Wenxuan and Cong'an, the two fought together in an instant, roaring continuously, and there was already a small gap in the long knife in Cong'an's hand.

The aura has the four grades of heaven and earth and fantasy, and the weapons used from the security are the weapons of the lower grades of the Xuan rank, but they are still damaged.

How did he know that the spear in Leng Wenxuan's hand was the bone finger of the barbarian god, and the two were not at the same top level at all.

Leng Wenxuan let out a loud shout, and the qi and blood in his body continued to be released, and merged into the spear, and then smashed down with all his strength.

Cong'an let out a low sigh, and the spiritual power of his whole body quickly poured into the long knife, and then he held the knife with both hands and slashed away.

There was a loud "boom", and the rubble splashed, bringing the dust away, but I saw that both of them sank half a foot, and there was a small pit under their feet.

Leng Wenxuan had a long knife on his left shoulder, and blood flowed out like a torrent. Ann's right shoulder collapsed and fell into the pit, breathless.

"Touch" Leng Wenxuan suddenly stepped out of the pit and glanced at Cong'an's body. He knew that if it weren't for Shi Wuji secretly helping him and misleading the other party with his divine will just now, he would definitely be in a different place at this time.

"Young man spare his life!" Zhang Beigu saw this scene, immediately knew the result, turned around and was about to run, but he felt that there was a strong bloody aura approaching behind him, he turned around, suddenly knelt on the ground, and kept begging for mercy.

"I can't leave you alone!" Leng Wenxuan was never soft-hearted, this experience made him understand that some people must get rid of it forever.

Leng Wenxuan pierced Zhang Beigu's body with a shot, and took revenge on Tsing Yi Town.

He knew that it was because he inadvertently taught this person a lesson that Tsing Yi Town was in such a big trouble.

Leng Wenxuan came to the edge of the big pit, and then slowly pushed several corpses into it, then buried it, sighed, and then the thought came out, Babao appeared, he sat on Babao's body, and left Tsing Yi Town.

As for the corpses of Zhang Beigu and others, let them be violently corpsed here.

As the sun set, the night came, Leng Wenxuan found an ancient tree at random, planning to rest for the night, heal his injuries, and go on his way again in the morning.

In the middle of the night, in Tsing Yi Town, two figures slowly came, one was very fat, and the other was a little rickety.

"Hehe, this is a good place, enough for you to cultivate for a long time!" A gloomy word came out of the mouth of the rickety figure.

The very fat figure, after hearing the other party's words. Two green lights suddenly shone in his eyes...