In a county government with poor facilities, the remnants of the flowers are withering, and the pavilion is lost.

Originally, this was the official residence of the magistrate, and it was a place where ordinary people could enjoy the royal law.

However, today's prefect and county government are full of devastation, full of slaughtered officers and soldiers, and even many maidservants and concubines who have been stripped of their clothes and have long been humiliated to death.

At this time, on the high hall of the county government, a middle-aged man wearing the official uniform of the county was hanging upside down on the hanging beam, his body was covered with various scars, the original majestic official uniform had long been tattered, his face was like ashes, although he was hung upside down, but he still did not say a word, and there was no crying for mercy.

On the high seat behind him, there was a young man in a blood-red robe, who was half-leaning on the high seat at this time, drinking blood-red wine, while looking at the hanging Zhixian, and said with a smile: "Feng Zhixian, I really don't understand, now that the Great Yan Kingdom has long ceased to exist, why do you say that you are a small Zhixian, why are you so stubborn?" I'll give you the opportunity to become a disciple of my Blood Sect, that's a road to heaven, it's much stronger than you being a parent official in this broken place, why do you want to refuse? ”

Listening to the words of the blood-robed young man, Feng Zhixian, who was hanged up, simply sneered, and didn't even bother to answer.

Seeing his attitude, another Blood Sect disciple on the side immediately stepped forward and stabbed Feng Zhixian in the leg, and scolded coldly: "You guy really doesn't know what to do, Prince Xuehong has taken a fancy to your daughter, that is the honor of your whole family, as long as Prince Xuehong is willing, I don't know how many people in the entire northern border are willing to wait in line, you are good, it is really shameless." ”

With that, the Blood Sect disciple pulled out his short knife and stabbed Feng Zhixian again, before retreating to the side.

Although Feng Zhixian is only a mortal, this arrogance is also rare, even if he is tortured like this, he does not have the slightest intention of begging for mercy, let alone agreeing to be his father-in-law.

Looking at Feng Zhixian, who was still silent, Xuehong gradually lost interest.

Anyway, his daughter and wife ran away, and he didn't know if those Blood Sect disciples had been caught, if it weren't for waiting for those people to arrest Feng Zhixian's wife and daughter back, and let himself eat all the mother and daughter in front of him, he would have killed this unknown Zhixian with one sword, how could he have such idle time waiting here?

"Come on, go and bring me a little girl, Ben Shao really can't wait, first find a low-level solution to the fire."

Xuehong put down the wine glass in his hand and shouted towards the door, however, there was no response from outside the door, which made Xuehong very dissatisfied, and immediately shouted angrily: "What about people? Where did the death go? Deaf? ”

"You're wrong, they're not deaf, they're gone."

At this moment, a cold voice came, and then several bloody heads were thrown in from outside the door, rolling like a few leather balls under the high hall.

Blood Honghuo stood up and looked at the outsiders with a gloomy face, and several other Blood Sect disciples also got up one after another, looking at the figure who walked in slowly with murderous faces.

This person is not Shen Lang.

Since entering the city, as long as Shen Lang saw the disciples of the Blood Sect, he directly screwed off their heads, without any nonsense, nor any bells and whistles, he simply screwed off the other party's head, and then

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Throw it aside.

At first, many people didn't have much feeling about his methods, until the hundreds of heads were rolling around, and everyone was frightened, and then looked at Shen Lang's eyes were already full of endless fear.

Compared with the bloody ruthlessness of their Blood Sect disciples, the black-robed young man with a cold face in front of him is the real person who doesn't talk much.

Originally, there were more than 1,300 disciples of the Blood Sect who were slaughtered here, almost half of the number of members of the Blood Sect, led by the youngest son of the head of the sect, Young Master Xuehong.

Although they had also had a big battle with some monks in the city in the past two days, the losses before and after were only more than a hundred, and now, after this black-robed young man entered the city, there were only a dozen of them who had been killed in less than half an hour.

"Who are you?"

Xuehong looked at the black-robed young man who was full of indifference and walked in slowly, and shouted coldly.

Hearing his scolding, the Blood Sect disciples next to him took out their magic weapons one after another, as long as Young Master Xuehong gave an order, they would immediately rush up and blast the person in front of them into slag.

Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the gloomy face of Blood Hong at all, but looked at the dying Feng Zhixian, his brows furrowed, and then his body flashed like the wind, directly choked the necks of the two Blood Sect disciples, and with a strong grip, he took off the two heads on the spot.

"You.... Look for death. ”

The remaining few Blood Sect disciples saw that Shen Lang didn't say anything, and killed two of their fellow disciples with a shot, and immediately shouted angrily, and several people sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and attacked Shen Lang.

In their opinion, Shen Lang's cultivation is just a god realm, he is simply like an ant, although he took off the heads of two fellow disciples as soon as he made a move before, but they also know that there are some special body cultivation bodies that are extremely strong, as long as they are close to them, it will be difficult to deal with.

Therefore, they naturally regarded Shen Lang as that kind of body cultivation.

Therefore, while they sacrificed their magic weapons, their bodies also regressed rapidly, and they all wanted to keep a certain distance from Shen Lang, so as not to be killed by him.

The next moment, however, they knew that they seemed to have guessed wrong.

The black-robed young man faced their magic weapon attack, but he just took out a black thing that looked like straw sandals, and then slapped it with his backhand, and smashed all their magic weapons.

Immediately after, before they could react, the black-robed young man bullied him again, did not draw his sword, did not draw his sword, just slapped left and right with the black flip-flops, and in just a few breaths before and after, all their brains were shattered.

The red blood and white brains above the high hall were scattered in all directions, and between the red and white, there was a chill that made people feel from the heart.

Xuehong was already so frightened that he began to tremble at this time, although he did all kinds of evil, he was not a short-sighted person, he knew that the black-robed young man in front of him must be extraordinary, even if the cultivation aura he revealed was only the Transformation God Realm, but he was almost certain that he couldn't even take a single move in the hands of this person.

After killing those Blood Sect disciples, Shen Lang did not rush to kill even Xuehong, but first put Feng Zhixian down, and then took some healing elixir for him to take.

"Daddy!"

"Xianggong!"

At this moment, two exclamations came from outside the door again, and it was Shen before

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The mother and daughter who Lang saved.

After the two girls were rescued by Shen Lang, the second immortal wanted them to flee and leave on their own.

It's just that they have revealed their identities, hoping that Shen Lang can help save the magistrate.

It wasn't until they saw Shen Lang's ruthless methods that they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to speak, so they could only quietly follow behind the second immortal, and finally returned to the county government again.

Fortunately, Feng Zhixian has not been killed, which is a blessing in misfortune.

The two women hugged Feng Zhixian and cried with worry on their faces.

At this time, Feng Zhixian quickly recovered from his injuries after taking the elixir given by Shen Lang, he hurriedly patted the hands of his wife and daughter, indicating that he was fine, and then got up and hugged Shen Lang respectfully and said: "Feng Jingnian, the magistrate of Yuma County, Xiaguan, has seen Shen Gongzi, thank you Shen Gongzi for saving his life, Xiaguan Wanwan can't be revenged." ”

Although Feng Jingnian is only a county magistrate, he usually has a deep understanding of the affairs between countries, and naturally knows Shen Lang's name and has seen his portrait, so he can recognize Shen Lang at a glance.

However, when the mother and daughter heard that Feng Jingnian actually knew Shen Lang, they couldn't help but be very curious.

And Feng Jingnian also knew Shen Lang's perverse character, for fear that his wife and daughter would be disrespectful in their words, so he hurriedly scolded the two: "Qingyu, madam, this is Shen Lang and Shen Gongzi of the Heavenly Gate, why don't you come over and thank you for your kindness!" ”

When the two girls heard this, it turned out that this young man was Shen Lang Shen Gongzi, who had recently become famous, and they were immediately shocked, and then quickly knelt down and thanked them in unison.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be polite, it's just a gesture to save you, you guys get up first, I still have something to ask this guy." ”

"Yes, Childe."

The mother and daughter got up and gave a blessing to the side.

Feng Jingnian's wife held her husband's hand tightly, her eyes full of the vicissitudes of life after the catastrophe.

And the girl Feng Qingyu looked at Shen Lang's tall and slender back with bright eyes, and her pretty face was full of admiration and awe.

Although she is not an extraordinary person, she can cultivate herself, but her qualifications are relatively poor, since she started cultivating at the age of six, it has been nearly twenty years, and she is only in the late stage of the quenching realm.

Before, seeing Shen Lang so murderous, in addition to having a lot of awe in her heart, she also had a little yearning.

"Your name is Xuehong? The young master of the Blood Sect? ”

Shen Lang looked at Xuehong, whose face was pale and trembling, and asked lightly.

Hearing this, Xuehong nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, my name is Xuehong, and I am the youngest son of the sect master of the Blood Sect. ”

Shen Lang nodded, and then asked again, "That... Can you call all the Blood Sect members here? ”

When Xuehong heard this, he was stunned for a moment, he didn't quite understand what Shen Lang meant, so he tried to ask: "What Brother Shen meant, the junior brother is a little puzzled, but my Blood Sect is still far away from here, and now the members of the sect are divided into four branches by the sect master, I can only call the deputy sect master at most, because they are relatively close to me, if I send a distress signal, they will definitely come." ”

"Excellent! Then you can post it now. ”

Xuehong nodded, and then walked out of the county government yamen with some stiff steps, but when he came to the open space outside, he was almost scared to death on the spot.

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