That young man was naturally Murong Fei, the young head of the Murong family, and Murong Fei was not surprised to see Shen Ao. Murong Fei smiled at Shen Ao in a friendly manner, and Shen Ao nodded to Murong Fei in response to him.

When the two of them crossed shoulders, Shen Ao's heart sank: Is it only the middle level of the yellow level? But the aura on his body makes me feel annoying, like a poisonous snake, but it's best not to provoke me. Shen Ao walked in the direction of the inn without looking back.

Murong Fei's mind didn't stay on Shen Ao for too long, although he couldn't see through this man, but although the Murong family was about to collapse, if he dared to mess around, the Murong family would also make him pay a price he couldn't afford. The chess game has been laid out, and the chess momentum has been formed, but the chess pieces full of variables should always be removed, shouldn't they? Damn, why did the little sister come back at this time? Murong Fei's heart turned a thousand times, but on the surface, he was still chatting with Murong Yun and the others with a smile on his face.

The demonic young man dressed in black led a large group of people to stand at the gate of the Eastern Wilderness City. That group of people didn't say a word, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, full of breath, at first glance, they were ruthless people who had experienced life and death battles, not comparable to those scattered cultivators recruited by the family. The demonic young man closed his eyes and felt the aura around him, and a cold smile smeared on the corner of his mouth: Hehe, interesting, who would have thought that such a small place would gather so many martial artists one day, and there are also many ground-level martial artists. Things are getting more and more interesting, don't startle the snake when you enter the city, I'm going to see what these beam-jumping clowns can do. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic young man took the lead in entering the city gate, and the man in black behind him followed him in an orderly manner, raising dust in the sky.

Of course, this scene fell in the eyes of the spies who were densely packed around, and for a while, the surrounding carrier pigeons soared into the sky, but the demonic young man seemed to have not seen it, and let those people release the news.

"Hehe, the mudier the water, the more fun it is. ”

Although Shen Ao could feel the surprise of the surrounding atmosphere, everyone seemed to be full of vigilance, the inn was more like an explosive barrel, as long as there was a fuse, then the explosive barrel would be detonated. But the strange thing is that although the smell of gunpowder in the air is very strong, those warriors are very restrained and do not move, and everyone tries their best to suppress themselves. Shen Ao sensitively felt that this trip to the Murong family might not be so simple, but he would not spend time on this boring investigation. As long as he has enough strength, then no matter what dangers and conspiracies he has, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are useless, and this world is a world of strength after all. Shen Ao had a very clear understanding of these, if he had the strength of the peak of the Holy Rank, if he was the first person in the world to be arrogant, he would have already killed the Heavenly Ice Palace with a sword alone, why bother to hide and form a force?

Ruthless Sword Shen Ao has already cultivated to the bottleneck, when he unleashed the Ruthless Sword, he felt as if he had lost all human emotions, ruthless and indifferent, rational and cruel, as if he was incarnated in the Ruthless Heavenly Dao, he was confident that he could use this sword to kill a high-level martial artist at the ground level.

The Ruthless Sword was the first move created by Shen Ao, and according to his own deduction, he believed that the Ruthless Sword could be transformed into three stages. The first stage is to extinguish the feelings, to put all the effort of the whole body into this sword, there is nothing else outside the sword, and the ruthless heart makes the ruthless sword; the second stage is to put the ruthlessness into the affectionate, the Tao is ruthless but affectionate, but the ruthless sword is in exchange for the affectionate heart, and the affectionate heart makes the ruthless sword; the third stage is to melt the sword with the way of heaven, and the charm of the way of heaven is reflected everywhere in the sword moves. At this time, the sword of ruthlessness can be said to have been detached from the meaning of ruthlessness, there is no emotion in the way of heaven, so where does the ruthlessness come from. The number of Tianyan is fifty, the avenue is forty-nine, and the one who has escaped. Who can evaluate the Heavenly Dao? It seems to be in a desperate situation, but there is such a glimmer of life. It is said to be merciless, because it puts the rebels to death and obliterates all those who disobey, and it is said to be merciful, because he always retains such a faint hope.

Shen Ao took a sip of tea with a little bitterness, and removed these mixed thoughts from his mind. Now he hadn't even touched the threshold of the second stage, let alone the illusory third stage. The charm of the Heavenly Dao is not clear and inexplicable, and only by entering the holy level can you have the opportunity to come into contact with these. Although he used to be a heaven-level master, he only touched the edge of the laws of heaven and earth, and could not control the laws of heaven and earth for his own use. Shen Aodao didn't force it, cultivating these things was in a hurry, and if he did it forcibly, he would only fall into that boundless obstacle and go mad.

Shen Ao sat on the bed and slowly ran the "Aotiandian" mental method, no matter what, cultivation cannot be left behind, it is one point to be able to enhance one point of strength, and one more point of strength can be one point of self-preservation. At the moment of life and death, this extra bit of strength may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The night is dark and degenerate, and the sudden heavy rain cannot extinguish the ** of human beings. The oppressive life is maddening, and only the boundless darkness can cover up the ugly world, like a life-saving straw, allowing people to release this depression.

In an attic of Murong family, Murong Fei sat alone on the ground, with an antique lyre in front of him. He stared blankly at the boundless rain curtain, and after a long time, the blank look in his eyes receded.

"The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, I have waited for so long, and the rain finally started to fall"

"I don't know if this rain curtain can cover this sky-high slaughter, and if the rain can wash away the blood all over the ground"

Murong Fei closed his eyes and stroked the strings with both hands. The leisurely sound of the piano spread slowly in this oppressive rainy night, and when it rained too much, Murong Fei's piano sound fluttered in the courtyard of Murong Family, which could be heard clearly.

Shen Ao's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that was difficult for anyone to understand, but there was an amazing killing intent hidden in this smile.

"Why do you want to die in such a hurry, isn't it good to live, and if I take such pains to get my attention, I won't be mistaken if I don't go?"

Shen Ao's figure suddenly disappeared strangely on the bed in the room, silent, like a breeze blowing across the earth. Only the half cup of tea in the teacup proved to the world that there had been a man full of physical and mental injuries here just now.

The rain was still dripping down, and the sound of Murong Fei's piano never stopped. Suddenly, the sound of his piano became full of solemnity and sadness, like a lament for his comrades, but more of it was an endless killing intent, killing the enemy, killing himself, and killing the sky.

Shen Ao didn't use the True Yuan to isolate the rain, and let the rain wet his gray hair and wet his white clothes. He stood like this, as if he were about to stand like this to the end of heaven and earth, and he exuded the air of barren loneliness, and people could feel the sadness of heartbreak from him.

Opposite him stood dozens of masked people shrouded in black clothes, and those masked men were murderous, and their aura was all locked on Shen Ao's body.

But that's it, Shen Ao's sword is still not unsheathed. Shen Ao looked at this group of people and sighed.

Draw your sword and shine brightly!

"I am merciful, but I can slaughter the common people" A sigh reached everyone's ears