Wu Xiaotian was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his mouth was still spitting blood. Originally, the gorgeous brocade robe was already stained with blood, if it weren't for knowing the ins and outs of the whole thing, I'm afraid no one would have thought that the beggar-looking person in front of him would be the arrogant and domineering Wu family.

Unconsciously, everyone was originally a little farther away from Shen Ao, this is the fear of the strong, Shen Ao's strength and strength make them feel depressed, it is human nature to be afraid of the strong!

The two big men who had been cut off by Shen Ao had already regained their mobility when Shen Ao made his move, but they could only endure the pain and didn't dare to make a little sound. watched Wu Xiaotian being beaten to the ground by Shen Ao!

To the surprise of the two, Shen Ao did not come to trouble them after abolishing Wu Xiaotian. This made the hearts of the two of them, who had already mentioned their throats, a little more settled. But Shen Ao's next sentence directly made them almost unable to control it anymore!

"You guys can get out now. Go back and tell your master that I will stay here for a while. If he wants to take revenge, I am ready to wait, of course, if he has the guts" Shen Ao said coldly, there was a faint hint of murder in his words, if the Wu family really didn't know each other, he didn't mind letting the Wu family become history from now on.

Although Shen Ao's cultivation has been lowered to the initial level of the prefecture level, he still doesn't care about the Wu family. This is the self-confidence of a peerless swordsman and the sharpness of a genius sword cultivator. Even if the strength is not as good as before, even if the tiger falls to Pingyang, so what? The sword in his hand is still there, and the blade is still sharp. As long as you dare to stand in front of me, then why am I afraid of the bright sword!

The two of them were pardoned, and they couldn't wait to get away from this nightmarish place soon. In normal times, if someone talks to them like this, he will definitely let the person who speaks not eat and walk around. But today, they felt that Shen Ao's words were indeed so pleasant, and how comfortable they sounded.

The two of them held the unconscious Wu Xiaotian with their only remaining arms, and left regardless of the physical pain, only hating themselves for having two legs less.

Just as the two of them were about to leave the room, Shen Ao's voice sounded out at an inopportune time.

"Wait"

The two big men's already somewhat messy steps immediately paused, and their faces were full of bitterness. It's only half a step, it's half a step away, and they can get out of here!

"I wonder what else you have to say?" said one of them, pale and respectful. The little life is in the hands of others, and it is not good to be disrespectful!

Shen Ao was slightly stunned, and then smiled dumbly. There is no need for him to play any tricks on these little people, it's not that Shen Ao is not good at it, but he is disdainful. Intrigue is also part of strength, and that applies to evenly matched opponents. But the gap in the strength of the other party is too big, then all the conspiracies and tricks are false, and the absolute difference in strength is enough to crush everything!

"Take your severed arms with you"

Without hesitation, the two of them immediately picked up the bloody broken arm, sandwiched it under the arm, and left quickly with Wu Xiaotian, they didn't want to stay in this place for another minute.

Shen Ao did not stop Wu Xiaotian and the others from leaving this time, and it was not until the figures of Wu Xiaotian and the others were out of sight that Shen Ao looked back at the stunned innkeeper.

The innkeeper looked frightened, his eyes were confused, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Shen Ao naturally knew what he was worried about, it was nothing more than worrying that the people of the Wu family would take revenge!

"Don't worry, the Wu family won't deal with you so completely shamelessly, what these families value most is their face. People are my waste, and Wu Xiaotian didn't die here, as long as the Wu family doesn't want to be a joke in Donglin City, then they won't deal with you, and I will solve this matter"

"I hope so," said the shopkeeper, smiling wryly......

In the dark night, there was a chill in the air, and the dilapidated wooden house could not withstand the devastation of the cold wind, and made a piercing "creaking" sound, as if it would collapse at any time. Blood-colored moonlight filled the city. Graves were erected lonely beside wooden houses, with no headstones, nothing to reflect their names. Sadness, indomitability, and silence are the only colors here. The group of tombs under the blood-colored waning moon is that weird, and it seems so incompatible with the atmosphere of the brightly lit east city that night singing!

"Crunch ......" The door of the dilapidated wooden house slowly opened, and a thin figure slowly walked out of the wooden house, this figure looked like a teenager, fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was almost morbidly pale, but his eyes were unusually bright, and he seemed to have a seductive charm.

The boy had just walked out of the house when a gray carrier pigeon suddenly appeared in front of him. The boy grabbed the pigeon in his hand and took out the letter that had been tied there.

"Brother Leng Feng, Wu Xiaotian was abolished from his meridians, and the two guards were also abolished and cultivated, and now he is rushing to the Wu family."

The young man who called Leng Feng suddenly tore the note to shreds, and smiled strangely at the blood moon in the sky, smiling so brightly and happily. However, if the person who delivered the letter saw it, he would definitely know that Leng Feng's bright smile hid deep sadness and resentment. Laughing like crazy, hurting the heart and lungs. Hide a wounded heart with that fake smile, because it is too afraid of being hurt again, and the scarred heart can only be buried deeply, which may be the only option without getting hurt. Since there is no heart, then there will be no more injuries.

The night was cold, but Jianfeng was even colder!

The night is dark and the wind is high and the night kills, and the cold sword is as cold as frost when it comes out of the sheath!

Wu Huanren sat quietly on the chair, there was no one else in the entire lobby, and there were three ...... in front of him Corpse.

Two of the bodies had only one arm, and the other was a young man with a swollen face like a pig. These three corpses are the three people who were taught by Shen Ao, Wu Xiaotian and the big man, and the bodies of the three were neatly placed in front of Wu Huanren, and none of them fell.

Wu Huanren's eyes didn't see any emotion, as if the person who died in front of him was not the eldest son of his Wu family, the next successor he designated.

Wu Huanren gently uncovered the white cloth covering the corpse, and he took every step very lightly, lest he hurt the corpse by half a point.

Wu Huanren did not feel bad about the corpse that had become cold, and personally used his hands to carefully explore the corpse, for fear of missing any detail.

"The meridians are broken, the dantian is completely abolished, and the muscles and bones of the limbs are forcibly cut off, this person is ruthless enough. The wound on the severed arm was neat and unmistakable, without the slightest drag of mud and water, if it was not cut by someone with a supreme sword, then it was done by someone with a condensation into a blade. The meridians in the body are also broken inch by inch, and those who can do this must at least have the strength of the prefecture level."

Wu Huanren's mind kept flashing various thoughts, and just as he was about to investigate further, a sword intent suddenly burst out of Wu Xiaotian's body.

Wu Huanren snorted coldly, and that sword intent actually disappeared without a trace. If others would definitely feel unbelievable here, then Wu Huanren, who seemed to have only a Xuan-level cultivator, actually eliminated that extremely powerful sword intent with just a cold snort, this is too much to talk about.

"It's actually a heaven-level sword intent, who is this person? What is he here for? But these are not fatal injuries, the fatal sword wound in the throat is only at the level of the Xuan-level beginner at most, is it really just killed by other people's fancy opportunities?"

"If it's that person, there's no need to wait for Xiaotian and them to come before coming to ambush him, just relying on the sword intent lurking in Xiaotian's body is enough to kill him, since it's not him, who will it be?"