Why are there so many people in the world who want to kill me?

Maybe it's because my head is too valuable.

straight thief's,

But why do you think you can kill me?

"Actually, I'm really not good at killing. ”

Xu Xian chuckled, and there was a little helplessness in his tone.

There were a lot of people on the field, but there was no voice,

So even if Xu Xian's voice was very low, it reached the ears of many people.

"Fifteen million taels of silver is the silver that hundreds of people in my Shangshui Gang can't earn in ten lifetimes, so you have to die, whether you kill it or not!"

The crowd on the street was surging, and I don't know if the man shouted, as if he was cheering for himself, but he talked about it again to everyone's hearts.

"The old lady in the family is sick, and the medicinal materials on the prescription are all rare in the world, and I really can't think of any other way than to kill you, so I'm offended!" An extremely strong man arched his hand, and the rain dripped from his shoulders and flowed down the ligated muscles, and before he reached his feet, he was already dried by the thick true qi.

"I have been in the rivers and lakes for only three years, and I have to borrow your head to make my iron knife gate famous, and a certain family will try the taste of the marquis of ten thousand households by the way. Dozens of men with big iron knives stood in the rainy night, their breath fierce.

"My Liu family in Sanchuan County needs a qualification to be promoted to a wealthy family in the world, I'm offended!" A handsome man with a bookish face on the second floor bowed slightly, and hundreds of private soldiers beside him were holding terrifying crossbows and were ready to attack.

"I'm a ...... of the Wang family in Linjiang County"

"I'm Zhangjia, Beichuan County, ......"

......

Countless people on the field began to report their homes,

Xu Xian knew that they just wanted to make a name for themselves,

In today's war, whether they are dead or alive, their names will be spread, and no matter what, they have given the court a piece of incense.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Xu Xian asked in a low voice, as if he was asking himself again and asking everyone on the field again.

From a distance, out of this crowded street, there are more than a dozen deep figures on the adjacent rooftops above.

In the entire Daqing rivers and lakes, there are more than ten people from the third grade alone, as well as the two second products who have reached the top, and this battle is probably the first one in hundreds of years.

But at this moment, they didn't have any intention of making a move, but they were faintly encircling and blocking all the ways out of the town.

After all, the scene is too narrow, there is no room to show, if you rush up, you will inevitably be affected by the large-scale damage moves, the gains outweigh the losses, and at the moment, let those cannon fodder die first, even if it is a waste of the thief's strength, it is also excellent.

Xu Xian raised his eyes and looked at it, knowing it in his heart.

But it just so happens that all the skills have cooled down in the past few days.

That's what you want!

Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, the moment the slender fingers held the hilt of the sword stained with rain, I saw that the clothes on his body shook, countless raindrops were bounced away, and a cold sword intent fell from the sky, and the sword qi around his body was horizontal.

Flying Immortals,

The skill is successfully activated,

Consumption exclamation value of 100,000 points,

Xu Xian, who was smiling, suddenly became murderous, and the cold rain around him seemed to feel something, swaying and tilting silently to avoid it, and no drop dared to go up to that figure, forming a strange vacuum range.

The wind rose wildly, and the figure disappeared from sight,

Everybody is watching,

I came to my senses and wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and the whole street was so crowded that there was a way out?

The figure fell from the heavenly sky in the west,

The clouds quietly broke a hole,

The moonlight is sprinkled, slightly cool,

The hearts of the people below have sunk to the bottom.

The sword fell, Xu Xian held the sword in one hand and directly penetrated the entire long street, the bluestone where the sword qi passed was lifted to reveal the bloody yellow mud, and hundreds of people died before they could shout.

Xu Xian turned his head to see that the crowd had been cut apart, and there was a gap, and the corpse fell to the ground in the vacant seat, and the blood and water flowed out of the corpse mixed with the rain, and the whole street was scarlet.

"It's a pity!"

Xu Xian looked at the broken sword body and sighed, this sword is an extremely ordinary sword, but it has been easy to use for so long, and now it is still a little reluctant to break.

"Little friend, the killing is too heavy!"

On the long pavilion, the old Taoist priest looked at Xu Xian below, and then glanced at the long street full of stumps and broken arms, and said in a deep voice, the talisman seal in front of him was faintly fluttering, and the old Taoist priest's breath was unstable.

"Everyone wants to kill me, but how many people have seen me do it?

"The people in the world really think of me as a soft persimmon. ”

Xu Xian laughed to himself.

I used to think that

Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without staying,

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding merit and fame.

This is a romantic freehand that belongs to a swordsman, and now it seems that it is still not enough, Xu Xian does not like to kill, but there are always so many people who want to kill him in this life, and he can't just be arrested, right?

In my previous life, I always felt that it was a bit nonsense for a person to cut down a street, even if there were so many pigs standing for you to kill, it would take half a day's work, not to mention that there were still so many people, not?

Now I know that killing people is so easy,

Just the sword pierced out, and thousands of people died,

How many people are there in the entire Gorge Town?

3,000, 5,000, or tens of thousands?

How many swords do you need?

Xu Xian lowered his head and thought about this question silently, quietly put the broken sword together, solemnly placed it on the stone platform, bent down and picked up the pleasing sword from the ground, and grinned forward.

The lanterns in the pavilion flickered on and off,

In candlelight,

A young man, with red lips and white teeth, and a smile in his eyebrows and eyes,

But everyone felt cold, and even the white teeth were full of Sensen's coldness.

Xu Xian's eyes swept over, and the people in the rivers and lakes of the three religions and nine streams subconsciously retreated, only to feel stiff, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and someone fell to the ground under his feet, and fell on the corpse.

Only now did he understand the words of the young man,

He's really hard to kill!

Why did you come here and lose your life in vain?

But as soon as he ran to the corner of the street, the light of the knife lit up, and the man's head fell, rolled on the bluestone a few times, and finally fell into the stinky ditch, and the eyes that had not yet closed could be seen the horror and puzzlement before he died.

The vacancy that had just been killed was filled again,

This is the killer of the Bloody Cloak Building, who has blocked all the way out.

The heads of the Xu family's father and son were clearly marked with a price of fifteen million taels of silver, and the price of their lives had already been set, and this silver was enough to buy the lives of everyone on this street, including themselves.

At this moment, he is only ten feet away from the old Taoist,

There was a crowd of people in front of him, and the swords were fierce.