"Who are you?" Xiao Yunhe's Lian Lied was able to restrain the last meaning of the smile, and he turned his head, a pair of eyes as indifferent as wood and stone, staring at the guy who was hiding behind the Baizhang Zen Master and yelling at him.

Looking at Xiao Yunhe's eyes that didn't feel the slightest temperature, the guy who was originally lacking in confidence, couldn't help but shudder at this time, the courage that was not much in the first place, all turned into nothingness at this time, and he glanced at Xiao Yunhe with a shrunken head, and he didn't have the courage to look at Xiao Yunhe, so he completely hid behind the Baizhang Zen Master, and that appearance made Xiao Yunhe can't help but think of the shrunken turtle.

"And you?" Xiao Yunhe just glanced at where he was, then slowly withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.

That breath made people feel that in the moment that had just passed, he had already harvested away a spot statement.

On the ground, it was a personal accident or warm, the blood that had not yet coagulated, and it was still spreading its own beauty towards the surrounding snowy ground, if it weren't for the fact that everyone present witnessed this qiē that happened just now, and replaced it with someone else, I am afraid that it would never have been thought that it was this young man who was completely like nothing to do, and killed this is a person's life, and it is a cruel knife death.

The miserable bloody Shura field on the ground, as well as Xiao Yunhe's terrifying face, made everyone feel a chill of stealing their hearts. No matter how powerful and capable of shouting good deeds, they can't help but close their mouths at this moment.

Everyone has formed a consensus that cannot be spoken: at this time, not speaking is the wisest decision. If you don't want to end up like that person on the ground.

100,000 people, combined together, is a terrible torrent that no one can ignore, unless it is a real elite division that has experienced a hundred battles, and it must have an absolutely sufficient number of people to match, it is possible to face the torrent composed of only 10,000 people without changing his face and facing it calmly. Replaced by the pitiful dozens of people in front of Xiao Yunhe, let their individual combat strength surpass them by many times, but in the face of the absolute number gap, they can only be swallowed up by the endless torrent for them.

However, that kind of situation only happened when these 100,000 people were really a collective of 100,000 people. Gather sand into a tower, but when the tower turns into a plate of loose sand again, there is nothing to fear.

Now, Xiao Yunhe, who has a cold-blooded image, uses a silent fear to crush this sand tower that has just been formed not long ago. Although the formation of 100,000 people has not yet dispersed, these 100,000 people are no longer the 100,000 people who came here with the unity of Baizhang Zen Master. Invisible fear has opened deep rifts in this small group that is not stable.

A sheep is not lethal in front of a wolf. Ten thousand sheep, in front of the wolf, are also no threat.

"Childe, do you want to make mistakes again and again?" Baizhang Zen Master was angry, looking at Xiao Yunhe's eyes like the angry King Kong in the temple, not angry and arrogant.

Incarnated as the angry eyes of the King Kong of the Baizhang Zen Master, although there is no trace of martial arts on the body, but the profound Buddhism of his own kind of momentum has a different kind of momentum that belongs to him, although there is no bright weapon to show his own strength, but at this time, he is enough to make people familiar with him feel unprecedented shock, into the stock market Baizhang Zen Master pious disciples saw the Baizhang Zen Master now this rare anger in 10,000 years, maybe immediately kneel down and circle the earth is also possible.

But Xiao Yunhe has always been Xiao Yunhe, and he has never had the bad habit of bowing his head to people casually.

Although the expression on Zen Master Baizhang's face was very infectious, in Xiao Yunhe's eyes, he directly treated Zen Master Baizhang as air and automatically filtered it out. Although his gaze seemed to be looking at Baizhang Zen Master, Xiao Yunhe, as well as the person he was looking at, understood in their hearts that the person he was looking at was not Baizhang Zen Master, but the person hiding behind it.

"Is this your answer?" Xiao Yunhe asked again, the same question as his questions before the single core, this question was not answered by anyone present.

And Xiao Yunhe was not surprised, because he did not expect a dead person, or a person who was about to become a private person, to answer his question.

Baizhang Zen Master, who was ruthlessly ignored by Xiao Yunhe, had an even more angry look on his face, and he was about to reprimand Xiao Yunhe a few more words, but at this time, Xiao Yunhe, who was standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared.

Zen Master Baizhang only felt that he had a flower in front of him, and he had no martial arts cultivation at all, and before he could see what was going on, he could hear the group behind him who were screaming and being tried their best to suppress but still heard one after another, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He turned his head suddenly, and he immediately saw that behind him, Xiao Yunhe's lonely and cold figure appeared.

Xiao Yunhe turned sideways to face him, and the Baizhang Zen Master who turned around suddenly couldn't see what Xiao Yunhe's positive expression was, the only thing he could see was a blurred side of Xiao Yunhe, and the slit thick back knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand that blew the tip of the knife to the ground.

Baizhang Zen Master's gaze slowly moved to the knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand, and suddenly, a little shocking bright color from the corner of his eye made the corner of his eye beat uncontrollably.

The knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand was pointed down on the ground, and in Xiao Yunhe's figure, the knife seemed to smile a little. But what Zen Master Baizhang cared about, as well as the attention of the crowd who had been using bursts of exclamations that had been trying their best to suppress as expressions of their feelings at this time, was not the knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand. Or to put it more precisely, what they really focused on was a very small area on the tip of Xiao Yunhe's knife.

The tip of the knife, which was supposed to be as sharp as most of the rest of the blade, had an extra trace of extremely fine and vivid blood red.

It was a very thin red line, along the long knife that was reversed in Xiao Yunhe's hand, the snow line slowly flowed downward, moving slowly, knowing that it finally touched the silver-white snow on the ground, guessing that Ang had found his long-lost relatives, with a speed dozens of times faster than before, quickly disappeared on the snow, and soon, the knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand was only left with a sharp and snowy blade that did not contain a trace of variegation.

The strand of snow disappeared into the snow, and the only trace it left behind, the only evidence that could make others believe that it had appeared, was the small blood-red trace next to Xiao Yunhe's footprints.

"Who else?" Xiao Yunhe slowly raised his head, as calm as a machine, his face was neither sad nor joyful, his voice was as calm as ever, and he said to the 100,000 people around him in his cold voice as always.

100,000 people looked at Xiao Yunhe's eyes and were filled with deeper fear again, hearing Xiao Yunhe's words, they all shuddered in unison, and they didn't wait for anyone's orders, they consciously and neatly retreated a step back, it seemed that Xiao Yunhe's voice was a little louder, it was possible to blow them all away, and they couldn't avoid it.

And Xiao Yunhe's repeated sentence again, although the bottleneck's voice didn't use much strength, and it sounded just an ordinary and ordinary culture based on greetings, but this little bit of air fluctuation that was so subtle that it was not noticeable at all also caused a small commotion in this laughing world.

Behind Xiao Yunhe, there were thirteen people who were nearly born after Xiao Yunhe blew up the world. Originally, Xiao Yunhe's body jumped in front of the thirteen of them as soon as he moved, and at this moment it was officially rested in the entrainment between the 100,000 people and the thirteen of them, but Xiao Yunhe didn't make any big moves, but as soon as Xiao Yunhe's words came out, behind him, in the blank space between him and the Baizhang Zen Master who turned his head and was full of horror, there was an endless "poof" sound that had been staged once just now.

One by one, the pictures that were once familiar to everyone present reappeared in front of everyone's eyes like a confusion of time and space. One by one, the stiff figures fell to the ground, and the snow on the ground was splashed with some waste snow mist, and when all the sounds disappeared, all the figures had completely fallen, and the stirred up snow fog gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes were thirteen corpses that had fallen to the ground motionless.

"Ah~~~~"

I don't know if it was the guy who couldn't hold his breath shouted such a voice, and the aftermath was not stopped, followed by repeated screams wave after wave, as if he had just woken up from an unprecedented terrible nightmare, everyone looked at Xiao Yunhe's gaze as if they were looking at the ugliest and most terrifying demon in the world, originally swarming the torrent moving forward, but at this time, it seemed that someone had knocked a stick, and no one commanded him began to retreat in the opposite direction, and the center of this retreat tide was still the semicircle with Xiao Yunhe as the center。 At this point, the semicircle has expanded to a large semicircle that is about to be completed.

From the unstoppable advance just now, it suddenly turned into a scrambling retreat, and the huge contrast between the front and back made the Baizhang Zen Master, who was standing aside like a fool watching the whole scene, was completely stunned for a while, unable to say anything, and had no way to make any movements.

"Who else?" Xiao Yunhe asked lightly again.

But this time, although he still repeated the words that had not changed even a syllable in the exact same tone as before, he quietly reversed direction at this time, he turned behind him, and looked at the Baizhang Zen Master who was as stupid as a rooster although his face still maintained an angry expression, but his eyes were wandering.

When he said this, Xiao Yunhe had his back to the 100,000 people. But as soon as Xiao Yunhe's words came out, the 100,000 people seemed to have heard the talisman of Lord Yama, and they ran backwards one by one, although it was just a few simple words, but it had a deterrent effect that no one could ignore.

Listen to the thunder in a silent place, and only in the silence can you show extraordinary shocking power.

Baizhang Zen Master came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, he stretched out a finger, tremblingly pointed to the corpses of the thirteen people between Xiao Yunhe and himself, and pointed his finger at Xiao Yunhe tremblingly. But it's a pity that his trembling spread all over his body, and his lips trembled too much, don't say anything to reprimand Xiao Yunhe, he can't even say a word.

The riot of 100,000 people continues, and the noise before the wallpaper is even more terrifying. The obvious difference between the previous few times of the single core is that this time the riots are even more unorganized and orderly, and they retreat back one by one, if it weren't for the fact that this street is really not a spacious big sister, then it is definitely a standard wolf rush map.

And the way it is now, it's not much better. There are all crying fathers and mothers, and fortunately, these people are defenseless, and there are no sharp weapons in their hands, otherwise, no one can say for sure, in these out-of-control crowds that were crushed by ikongju, there will be people who will lose control and kill people out of control because of fear.

But even so, no matter how many people are in the streets like this, no matter how large the number of people go to infighting, and the large army that has broken up because of fear, there is no unified intention of uniting as one, and at this moment, there is no experienced and respected leader who stands up and directs everyone to retreat in an orderly manner, so it is inevitable that some crowded stampede accidents will occur.

Xiao Yunhe didn't listen to these hustles, the knife in his hand still hung down quietly, and the tip of the knife lightly touched the ground, it didn't look like a murderous knife that killed more than 20 people in one breath. But no one who has seen what happened before will feel that this knife, the owner of this knife, has anything to despise.

Especially on the tip of the knife, it is still stained with a little bit of blood, and it is penetrating down very quickly.

"Who else?" At this time, Xiao Yunhe seemed to have become a child who had just learned to speak, and he just repeated the monotonous three words back and forth, but he didn't feel bored.

"You...... You ...... you" Baizhang Zen Master pointed at Xiao Yunhe with a trembling index finger, and finally squeezed out these monosyllables from the chest cavity that was almost bursting open, but unfortunately he still couldn't make up a sentence, so there was no more follow-up.

Xiao Yunhe's face showed a faint smile.

The knife in his hand silently crossed his chest, and as soon as he raised his toes, he walked in the direction of Baizhang Zen Master.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Baizhang Zen Master's face showed a panicked look for the first time, and seeing Xiao Yunhe smile strangely and laugh at his approach, he couldn't help but take a step back.

At this time, after seeing Xiao Yunhe's murderous and unblinking expression, the image of a monk that Baizhang Zen Master had maintained for a long time finally appeared with obvious meaning, and he could no longer maintain an open mind in front of Xiao Yunhe, especially when the corner of his eye was still holding a murderous knife in his hand that had just cut the lives of twenty-three people. Although there was no trace of blood on the body of the bloody knife, Baizhang Zen Master was becoming more and more unable to maintain his composure, but he had clearly felt the suffocating bloody aura emanating from the blade.

Dragging the knife, Xiao Yunhe walked to a place less than two meters away from the terrified Baizhang Zen Master with a faint smile, and stopped his steps.

"Who else?" Xiao Yunhe continued to repeat the three words as if he were enchanted, as if he was under some esoteric incantation, and his voice and tone did not change in the slightest.

"You...... You ...... you" Baizhang Zen Master stepped back step by step, but when he retreated, he still had to look at Xiao Yunhe, so backwards to walk without looking at the road, the ground was just snowed, very smooth, he was an ordinary person who did not know the slightest martial arts, his feet were unstable, and as soon as he slipped low, he said "oops", and he slipped on the ground involuntarily.

Xiao Yunhe and Baizhang Zen Master are different, the expressions of the two of them are simply two extremes that are far from each other. He walked unhurriedly, and in a few steps he walked in front of the Baizhang Zen Master who slipped on the ground and was still clumsily and struggling to retreat, the knife in his hand was across his chest, and the sharp blade was aimed at the neck of the Baizhang Zen Master who was holding his hands on the ground and couldn't help retreating backwards.

"This ...... This is at the foot of the Son of Heaven...... Kill me...... You...... You will ...... "At this moment of facing this Xiao Yunhe, the Baizhang Zen Master, who had never changed his face despite the wind and rain, finally changed his color, and he trembled and wanted to be bitter, so that Xiao Yunhe, who really killed people without blinking, recognized the reality and gave up his plan to regard himself as the third batch of souls under the knife.

But the reason he reflexively said it was usually said, and as soon as he got up, he had to automatically take it back.

He didn't say much about these reasons just now. But Xiao Yunhe is really like a madman who only kills when he picks up a knife, and he is not interested in these powerful words of Baizhang Zen Master at all, and can even be said to be indifferent, killing people casually, and not taking Baizhang Zen Master's intimidation in his eyes at all. At this time, Baizhang Zen Master took out the old tricks that had been proven to be sleeveless before, except for embarrassment, where would it have any effect?

But it is unlikely that Yao Xiang asked Zen Master Baizhang to come up with anything to get out of the Fan Fa at this time. When he had plenty of time to take advantage of it before, Baizhang Zen Master didn't take advantage of Xiao Yunhe, a madman who didn't eat hard and soft, but he just killed his own people like a fool watching him chop melons and vegetables. At this time, his biggest reliance - 100,000 people have abandoned him, and he is alone and powerless, what else can he use to impress this crazy man who plays cards unscrupulously and unscrupulously at all?