Chapter II

"Who is it?" he was first spotted by two housekeepers who were patrolling the night with lanterns.

The answer to them was two sword lights, two sword lights that were extremely fast.

Blood splattered, and the only thing the two family members saw in the moments before they died was a piece of white hair that was scattered.

Because of the alarm of the family, before the young man could go any further, more than a dozen guards with swords in their hands surrounded him.

"Who dares to come to the palace to kill people, is it impatient?" asked a man who looked like the leader of the guard.

"Anyone who makes the Fox Mansion deserves to die!"

It was as if the call of death came from hell, causing everyone present to involuntarily take a step back.

"Boy, look for death!" the leader finally couldn't help but swing his sword and pounce on him, and the rest of the people rushed up at the sight of it, as if they were about to dismantle the young man in pieces.

The sword light flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. It's still blood, but it's no longer a blood flower, it's a river of blood, and the blood flows like a river. All the family members who tried to stop the young man fell in a pool of blood. Seventeen men, seventeen lives, and the young man used only seventeen swords. Each of them had a tiny mark of blood on their throat, which looked like a red line.

"You, you're a demon!" the last of the men kept backing down, tripped over the steps, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The young man didn't look at him at all, but walked towards the gate behind him. When he passed by the family's side, the sword flashed, and the man fell to the ground, still with a red line in his throat.

Kill, kill, kill!

I don't know how many people have fallen under my sword, and I don't want to count it, it's just to add to my troubles. There were nineteen masters in ambush around him, and he had been following him since he entered the mansion to kill the first person, neither giving up tracking him, but also not stopping himself from killing. If you make your own move, I believe that you are 90% sure that you can solve half of them in one face. But I don't know why, I can't raise that interest, the only thing that interests me now is the old fox hiding in my hole at the moment.

The young man finally entered the last courtyard of the palace, and when he reached the middle of the courtyard, the nineteen men finally intervened and surrounded him in the middle.

"Why did the old man feel that his eyelids were jumping in the past two days, it turned out that there was a distinguished guest coming to the door. I really didn't expect that Li Yuxuan, the head of the 'homeland', would work tirelessly and come all the way here to visit me, an old man, which really made my palace shine. ”

Li Yuxuan didn't move, he just stood there quietly, looking at the moon with his head held high, but the dark long sword in his hand had already been stained red by too much blood, and it was dripping from the sword body drop by drop.

The door of the hall was opened, and the first one to step out of the door was Ling Hu Yurui, behind him in addition to Ling Hu Chong and Ling Hu Tu, there were three middle-aged people, all of whom had weapons in their hands, and they were obviously masters.

"Are you Linghu Yurui?" Li Yuxuan still looked up at the sky, and did not withdraw his gaze because of the appearance of Linghu Yurui and the others.

Seeing Li Yuxuan actually tilting his head and talking to himself, Hu Yurui secretly reprimanded him for being bold in his heart, but he still had that cold smile on his face.

"I'm Linghu Yurui, I don't know why the owner of the homeland broke into my palace alone late at night?"

"I just wanted to ask, did you have a part in the assassination outside of Kefield?"

"Yes, not only that, but I'm also the mastermind, it's a pity that I didn't kill you, I only killed a little girl, it's a pity!"

"Okay, very good!" Li Yuxuan finally took his gaze back from the sky, and stared closely at Linghu Yurui, who was more than ten feet away from him.

A shadow swept through Ling Hu Yurui's heart, who was stared at by Li Yuxuan.

You have nothing to fear. has been in the court of Basil for decades, and he is nicknamed "tumbler", what is there to be afraid of. Could it be that so many masters under his command can't stop him, can this young boy take me down.

Although Ling Hu Yurui secretly comforted himself in his heart, Li Yuxuan's cold gaze like a cold winter still made him feel a little ominous.

"Since you are the mastermind, let your house monster reincarnate himself and have a relationship with you. ”

Obviously, Li Yuxuan now not only wants him to kill Hu Yurui, but also slaughters him all over the house.

"Good boy, then you can try it!Kill me!" Ling Hu Yurui finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and waved his hands to his subordinates and gave a killing order.

There were a total of twenty-four people, surrounding Li Yuxuan, and everyone was on guard. At this moment, Li Yuxuan, who was in the encirclement, didn't seem to pay much attention to these people around him, and his eyes were just staring at Linghu Yurui outside the encirclement.

Li Yuxuan's momentum was accumulating little by little, strengthening point by minute, and the blue shirt on his body was windless and automatic, making a sound of columns.

First of all, the faces of the first nineteen people changed, then Ling Hu Chong and Ling Hu Tu, and finally the three middle-aged people. They had now discovered the difference in strength between themselves and the white-haired boy, and even if there were twice as many people here, there would be no way to stop him from doing what he wanted.

The rulerless sword grew longer and longer, and its color began to change from white to bright white.

No, it's not the sword that is stretching, it's the sword qi, the real sword qi.

Those who practice swords know very well that practicing swords to an extremely high level will produce sword qi, a kind of extremely domineering and terrifying power. But that's not the scariest of all. Once the swordsmanship reaches the realm of transcendent sanctification, the original formless sword qi will gather and take shape, transforming from a qi into a substantial and tangible destructive force.

According to Li Yuxuan's performance at the moment, his swordsmanship has obviously already surpassed the ordinary realm, and has entered a realm of "sword without doing anything". Anything in his hands can be turned into a deadly weapon, even with a finger as a sword. With such a realm of swordsmanship and the Panlong Ancient Sword in his hand, its power can be imagined.

No one could stop Li Yuxuan, and the only people who could breathe in the entire courtyard were Li Yuxuan and Linghu Yurui. The former still had a cold and covered face with Tang Xushuang, but the latter had already sat down on the ground, stunned and staring at everything that happened in front of his eyes.

Only now did Linghu Yurui understand why the Great Elder said that, because there was absolutely no one in this world who would be the devil's opponent.

"Now is the time for you to pray for your family!"

"No!" Ling Hu Yurui heard the fierce anger in Li Yuxuan's words, and only then did he wake up from the shock.

"My family is innocent, you can't hurt them!" At this time, Ling Hu Yurui had completely lost his wisdom beyond ordinary people, and his only hope at the moment was only to save his family from this bloody massacre.

"Yes, they are innocent, but Ruolan is also innocent, if you want to blame, you have to blame yourself!" There was no trace of heat in his tone, no trace of emotion.

Li Yuxuan stepped forward, grabbed Ling Hu Yurui's collar and threw him into the hall behind him, and there was a noisy shout in the hall. In fact, from the moment Li Yuxuan entered the mansion, he relied on his Divine Dragon Heart Technique to investigate the movements of the entire palace, and determined that the family members of the Linghu family were gathered in this courtyard, so he did not hesitate to kill all the way here.

Li Yuxuan stepped into this hall with a sword, and there were about twenty members of Ling Hu Yurui's family in the hall. Everyone looked at him with horror on their faces, and an eleven or two-year-old boy pushed his mother's arm away, ran to Li Yuxuan, punched and kicked him, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them in horror.

Li Yuxuan glanced down at the boy in front of him, gently raised his left palm and pressed it on the boy's head very gently, and the boy who was alive just now fell down like a mess of mud. There were no bloody sights, no cries of pain, and it all ended in a strange calm.

"Devil!" The child's mother finally couldn't help but rush towards Li Yuxuan, but before she could touch the corner of Li Yuxuan's clothes, the tip of the Panlong Ancient Sword had stretched out from her back more than a foot long.

Slowly drawing the sword from the woman's chest, the corpse fell limply.

"Stop! if you want to kill, kill me, it's none of their business!" Ling Hu Yurui stood up and stopped in front of Li Yuxuan.

"Have you finally tasted the pain of losing your loved ones?" Li Yuxuan smiled and shook his head gently, the real slaughter was about to begin.

"Wait!" Ling Hu Yurui read countless people, saw the cruel sadness and happiness in Li Yuxuan's smile, knew that the slaughter was inevitable, slowly took out a token from his arms, and said miserably: "For the sake of the Skull Club, please let these innocent subordinates go!"

After Ling Hu Yurui said this, as if he was dead, he looked at Li Yuxuan decadently, with only pleading in his eyes.

Li Yuxuan ignored Ling Hu Yurui's pleading, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, he just lightly held the Coiling Dragon Ancient Sword, and asked with an unchanged smile: "What is the Skeleton Society?"

"Today I leaked my identity, it's a dead end, I just hope you can spare the innocent people, they have been serving me for many years. Ling Hu Yurui muttered to himself sadly before he raised his head and said, "The Skull and Bones Society is the most mysterious organization in the continent, and although I am the person in charge of Basel, I can't peek into the whole picture of the Skull and Bones Society. If it weren't for the support of the skeletons, you wouldn't be where you are today. ”

It can be said that most of the team members of the homeland are still slaves a few years ago, that is to say, all this is still the fulfillment of the skeleton society, what is the identity of the mysterious Li Xia? Li Yuxuan didn't understand, but asked lightly: "Who is the person in charge of Frank? Was this assassination organized by the Skull and Bones Society? What is the relationship between the Sword Cliff and the Skull Society?"

Linghu Yurui has already leaked his identity, and he doesn't care about revealing a little more, and said: "There is no wind in the sky......"

The stakes were so high that Li Yuxuan also had to listen intently, however, Ling Hu Yurui fell down as soon as he finished saying these words, and he really fell, silently.

As if it was expected, Li Yuxuan couldn't find out the cause of Linghu Yurui's death, in an extremely complicated mood, Li Yuxuan stayed for a moment, turned around and left Linghu Yurui's palace, leaving only Linghu Yurui's family with a bleak back.

When the people found out that something had happened in the palace the next day, none of the 241 people in the palace were alive.

Linghu Yurui's body was hung on the city wall outside the southern gate of Dinimes, and Linghu Yurui, who was staring at a pair of eyes, seemed to be unable to believe that there was such a murderous Shura in this world until death.

When Linghu Yurui's body was found early the next morning, Li Yuxuan was already in a small town northwest of Diniumes.

It's still a bowl of noodles and two steamed buns!

In addition to the flat terrain and vast area, the Basil Highland Plain also has a special landform that is not found elsewhere, hot springs.

Li Yuxuan, who had not bathed for nearly a month, was soaking in a wild hot spring at the moment, and his clothes were thrown on the shore, but the five-foot-long Panlong Ancient Sword was still in his arms. After the loss of Ruolan, this sword became the only person he could talk to in his life.

Li Yuxuan left the capital of the former Carol on a sad night, and unconsciously went straight to Basr in the sense of hatred, that night, the black hair was all white, and his heart was barren, turning into patches of snow.

When the enemy fell in front of him, the bitter hatred increased unabated, and when the hatred entered the fog, it became more and more profound, at this time, Li Yuxuan could only hold the Panlong Ancient Sword, narrating the barrenness in his heart, and the grand plan had become empty, as for the changes in the Basil Palace, Li Yuxuan didn't know, and he didn't want to know, and he didn't want to know about the many changes in the "homeland".

Li Yuxuan didn't even know that the "homeland" had reached the verge of splitting.