Xipo Village.

Liu Cheng's home.

Liu Cheng and Huang Jianshe sat opposite each other, there was a table of dishes on the table, and two bottles of good wine, but the two of them didn't eat a mouthful of food or drink a mouthful of wine, and the atmosphere was eerily silent.

Long.

Liu Cheng picked up the wine glass and raised his neck and took a sip: "Let's talk about it, what should I do?" ”

Huang Jianshe said in a sullen voice: "What should I do?" What can I do, I said earlier, don't provoke him, you don't listen. ”

"Who would have thought that his strength would improve so quickly, the last time I saw him, he wasn't so powerful."

"Huh, not that powerful? That's a powerful means that you don't deserve to be used, and it's enough for people to do it casually. ”

"Run."

"Are you willing to inherit this side?"

"It's better than losing my life, I don't have the confidence to resist that earth-shattering sword," Liu Cheng said this, his eyes flashing with deep fear.

Huang Jianshe was equally silent.

That sword is really amazing.

No, not amazing.

It's shocking.

In Huang Jianjian's social circle, not to mention Quancheng, the cultivators in the entire Lu Province and even East and North China were frightened.

Although some people didn't believe that this was the truth, most of them remained silent, and they didn't even dare to comment, for fear of attracting Han Jingyang's attention.

Open the sky with a sword!

Han Jingyang's sword not only split the night sky that night.

It also split the sky of the metaphysical world for Han Jingyang.

Before that, Han Jingyang was a rising star who was well-known in Quancheng.

But after that sword, Han Jingyang is the number one master in the metaphysical world.

I don't dare to say that I am among the top five, but even the most powerful ones have no confidence to withstand Han Jingyang's sword.

So much so that now the rivers and lakes are secretly discussing how many swords Han Jingyang can use.

There are two guesses.

There are those who guess four or five swords.

There is also no limit to guessing.

There are also those who don't have a sword.

But even the most daring people only dared to guess, let them test Han Jingyang, and each one escaped faster than the other.

They just watched the excitement, but they didn't want to risk their lives to test Han Jingyang's details.

Besides, the combat power that Han Jingyang showed afterwards was also quite strong, even if he didn't use the Open Heaven Sword, most of them were not opponents.

Especially after the monitoring footage of Han Jingyang using his sword qi to kill Huang Zhiyun and others was circulated in the morning, the people in the rivers and lakes who were still a little ready to move also died down.

Possessed by the Sword God.

It sounds very domineering.

It's actually more domineering.

Can't afford to mess with.

This is the common attitude of the rivers and lakes and metaphysical circles towards Han Jingyang's sudden rise.

Can't afford to mess with.

If you can't provoke it, don't provoke it, hide as far as you can, and if you can't avoid it, you can greet it with a smile, anyway, don't offend.

Others can greet each other with a smile.

Liu Cheng and Huang Jianshe had no choice, they had offended Han Jingyang before, and there were only two ways in front of them, either flee or fight.

Escape?

There is still a chance to escape, but once they escape, all the careers they have made after living in seclusion in Xipo Village for many years will be gone, which is equivalent to giving up all their previous efforts and achievements to live in a strange place again.

Resume?

At their age, how can they have a chance to start over?

Against?

What's the difference between this and sending to death?

There was silence for a long time.

Liu Cheng swallowed another glass of wine: "Let's fight." ”

"Fight?"

"Fight, it's a big deal, anyway, I've lived almost all my life, although I haven't enjoyed it much, but these things we have done, these magical existences we have seen, are also unimaginable to others, and it's not a loss, right?"

Huang Jianshe nodded heavily: "Then fight hard, it's a big deal, after my brother died, I had sufficient psychological preparation." ”

"Hehehe, you're really not afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm not afraid, if I'm afraid, I'll have sold you to Han Jingyang a long time ago, but he asked me to do it."

"Of course I know," Liu Cheng took a deep breath: "In the entire Xipo Village, there is nothing I don't know, everything, all in sight." ”

"Hmph, it's not your ability alone."

"I don't need you to say it, but seriously, if you go out and fight hard, you may not have a chance."

"Do you think there's a chance?"

Liu Cheng nodded: "We know Han Jingyang's details, at least a large part of it, but Han Jingyang doesn't know anything about us, as long as we strike first and don't give him a chance to draw his sword, it is really possible to severely damage or even kill him." ”

"Then it's decided, eat and drink enough, pack up, and let Han Jingyang have a good look at the demeanor of our Xipo Village."

"Let's go!"

"Ding—"

Night falls.

Han Jingyang led Shi Xiaoya and Monk Kongyun to Xipo Village.

The car drove to the entrance of the village.

Han Jingyang patted Shi Xiaoya in the driver's seat: "Just park the car here." ”

"Stop this?"

"Yes."

"Are you worried about ......"

"Intuition."

Shi Xiaoya didn't ask any more questions, turned the head of the car and stopped the car, so that in case of any emergency, she could get in the car from the village and drive away, saving her from turning around again.

The three got out of the car.

The empty cloud monk Zen staff slammed on the ground, closed his eyes and sensed carefully, and sighed after a while: "Sure enough, there is a problem, this Xipo Village is full of ghosts and ghosts, it is really terrifying, like the legendary hell on earth." ”

Han Jingyang glanced at it and smiled: "Add a buff to you." ”

After that, turn on the manifestation attribute.

The attribute was opened, and Shi Xiaoya jumped behind Han Jingyang: "Mom, ghost!" ”

Monk Kongyun was also frightened, but he didn't retreat, but once again slammed his Zen staff and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha-"

However, the Buddha name of the monk Kongyun is of no use.

The various "ghosts" surrounding the three of them stared at them so coldly.

There are hunched old men.

There are old women on crutches.

There was a young woman with a child in her arms.

There are pregnant women with big bellies.

There is a middle-aged man with a missing arm.

There are also young guys with their heads hanging to the side.

There are also children of all ages.

There were dozens of them densely packed, just blocking the entrance of the village, staring at the three of them with eyes without the slightest emotion.

Obviously, there are still many lights in the village, the street lamps on both sides of the road are also quite bright, there are villagers playing basketball in the square not far away, and there are farmers who return late on the road leading the cattle to walk back, which is clearly a vibrant picture, but the monk Kongyun and Shi Xiaoya were so frightened that their hairs stood on end.

This picture, warm and gloomy, does not interfere with each other but is in the same place, which is really scary.

Of course, Han Jingyang was not so afraid, she saw it more clearly than Shi Xiaoya and Monk Kongyun, and she had also been exposed to this kind of thing, so she knew their details.

It's just that the picture itself is too scary, even if you know that there is no danger, you will instinctively produce psychological and physical discomfort.

Gotta find a way to get them out.

Otherwise, it would be too uncomfortable.

What are you doing is being watched by such a group of guys, and they are scratched all over.

How can we get rid of them all?