The people in the black market didn't know that Hua Wenxiang had experienced a big war here, and everyone was still busy with what to do, as if Hua Wenxiang's warning just now was completely absent.

Those who remain on the black market are bold and big-hearted.

It's just that with the sudden shouting of the "middle-aged man", most of them listened to it one after another and panicked.

"Who is this old man? Why does it look a little familiar and a little unfamiliar?"

"What about Sun Guan and them? Haven't you dealt with the person who just bewitched the people with his evil words?"

"Why isn't there even a little fighting? Is that man too vulnerable?"

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People were surprised, and some people who didn't care about it became more serious because of the frightened voice of the "middle-aged man".

To flee or not to escape?

Everyone is doing a psychological struggle, if you escape, you can't save face, if you don't escape, it's too late to escape if something happens in a while.

The "middle-aged man" has disappeared, and some people can't stand the good look of face, and quickly leave the black market.

"Bang!"

A street was hit by something, and it was razed to the ground at once, and many people in the street were killed and injured.

Everyone is overwhelmed...... Is this Steward Sun, they're fighting with that man?

"It's time for a pillar of incense!" someone suddenly shouted loudly, as if he understood everything, "That person didn't seem to be joking just now, he will really set foot on the black market!"

"Where's Steward Sun?"

"Run, everyone!"

"Somebody in the sky! The man must have razed the streets. ”

"Fake, right...... Is that Danqing Qi?"

......

People shouted and ran and shouted, and the dead and wounded were left unattended, and they just disappeared into the billowing dust.

Hua Wenxiang was entangled in Dan Qingqi, hovering in mid-air, and he was accumulating the next blow of the peak power fist.

"Bang!"

Another street was destroyed, and the dust that had just been calmed up was raised again.

The waterhole in the middle of the black market was shattered, and the water was scattered everywhere.

Hua Wenxiang's face was expressionless, and he had never had a murderous intent to die, and the sale of powerful beasts deeply touched his bottom line, which made the originally kind young man almost out of control, and he couldn't control the life and death of those ignorant people.

Or that these people deserve to die here.

How could ordinary people resist the slaughter of a Danqing Realm? People had already realized that Steward Sun had died at the hands of this person, and they now regretted it so much that they were desperately trying to escape.

But the surrounding earthquake trembled, the dust was all over the sky, and the vision was greatly obstructed, and ordinary people could not move an inch in this harsh environment.

The wailing continued and intensified.

In the end, not even half of the people who escaped from the black market died, and those who did not realize that they had escaped until after a pillar of incense had all died here.

Countless corpses were buried in the ruins, and the dust in the sky lasted for an hour without dissipating, and a huge black market really changed from a bustle to nothingness.

Hua Wenxiang walked out of the dust with cold eyes, and he kept walking outside the black market.

Coming to the entrance of the cave, Hua Wenxiang punched again.

The mountain peaks shook, the narrow cave entrance was sealed with rubble, and the black market of the Lanhe Sect completely disappeared from the world.

Hua Wenxiang stepped to the top of the mountain, then found a place with a better environment, dug a big pit, he took out the previous three Loucang jade, and summoned out all kinds of objects related to the beast clan, whether these objects were fierce beasts or fierce beasts, Hua Wenxiang decided to bury them.

The flower warm incense, which was already a fairy in the Danqing Realm, used the blood soul to release it, and conjured up a two-person high shovel, and not even a pillar of incense was used in the entire burial process.

It was dark, and only the moonlight tried to resist the darkness.

Hua Wenxiang didn't know that there were still the corpses of the beastless clan in the black market, if there were, there was nothing he could do, so he had to let those corpses follow the black market for thousands of years, but he would help those corpses avenge it, definitely.

The destruction of a black market is just the beginning, and the young man is going to settle accounts with Lan Hejiao now.

The Lan He Sect has become famous in recent years, and Hua Wenxiang concluded that this sect is not far from the black market, because he can already vaguely feel the breath of blood and soul energy in the distance.

Although the aura was faint, it was definitely produced by the gathering of a group of monks, and it should be the location where the Nalan Sect was located.

The young man was like a meteor in the dark night, turning into a rainbow and heading southwest.

Even if the Danqing Realm can't reach thousands of miles of shrinkage, it can reach dozens or hundreds of miles. Therefore, before the tea was opened, Hua Wenxiang saw a large mountain, which was full of houses and buildings, probably because it was late at night, and there were few people walking around here.

The fragrance of flowers hangs high in the air, staring at the large number of houses in front of them.

Although the scale here is also very large, it is much worse than that of Qingzong.

Hua Wenxiang locked the ancestral hall of the Lanhe Sect at a glance in the dark night, and there were many spiritual positions in it, although the Lanhe Sect was famous late, but the time for the establishment of the sect was some years, as early as a hundred years ago, the Lanhe Sect had appeared in the rivers and lakes, so there were many spiritual cards placed in the ancestral hall.

Hua Wenxiang was more cautious, for fear of finding the wrong place, he saw a young man who was cultivating at night halfway up the mountain, so he appeared in front of him out of thin air and asked, "Is this the Lan He Sect?"

The young man stopped practicing martial arts and looked vigilant, "This is the Lan He Sect." Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

The young man cultivates diligently, and often practices at night, and when he sees the flowers on his unfamiliar face at this time, he only feels that this person is not very human...... At night, the foot of the mountain is guarded, so it is impossible for outsiders to enter the mountain at will.

Hua Wenxiang kindly reminded: "If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly." ”

After speaking, he flew back into the sky, and a danqing aura all around his body met the young man's eyes.

The night was long, and the young man of the Lan He Sect seemed to be dreaming, but soon, the young man reacted and shouted, "There is an enemy attack!"

Most of the people in the mountains heard this sound.

The young man's cultivation is not too low, so his voice is very loud, and now he remembered Hua Wenxiang's calm face just now, and suddenly felt extremely frightened, how could such a young man be Danqing Realm......

Suddenly the "Great Sun" rose in the sky, and all the people of the Lanhe Sect came out of the house.

Gongzi's brother Wang Wei Pei rubbed his sleepy eyes, his face was incredible, a ball of light the size of a house hung high above the Lan He Sect, as if it would fall at any time.

A scruffy man squinted, and then his heartstrings tensed, he was a monk, so he could see the warm fragrance of flowers high in the sky, unaffected by the darkness and the ball of light.

"How did he come here, isn't everything on the ship already in the past, why doesn't this man want to stop?"

The sloppy man muttered in his heart, and then the next moment he felt the arrival of the sect leader, and hurriedly said: "Sect master, it was this person in the sky who killed Feng Xianfeng!"

The leader of the Lanhe Sect is a middle-aged man who is full of energy, this person is named Wang Yingping, who has just served as the leader of the Lanhe Sect for a few years, and it is under his management that the Lanhe Sect gradually became famous in the rivers and lakes.

Wang Yingping is the head of a sect, and he has great talents, so he is very respected by the people in the sect on weekdays.

Many disciples in the sect vaguely saw the fragrance of flowers, and several worshippers in the sect were even more like great enemies, and everyone was entangled in blood and soul, ready to shoot at any time.

After several worshippers posed against the enemy, all the disciples were invariably entangled in blood and soul qi.

On a huge mountain, the five kinds of blood and soul qi of red, yellow, orange, green, and blue lit up the night, colorful and bluffing.

Seeing that the people in the sect were in such a big position, Wang Weipei, who was pampered, quickly realized the seriousness of the situation, this person in the sky was here to trouble the Lan He Sect, and he was also a strong opponent.

Wang Yingping said loudly: "Xiaoyou killed my sect to worship, and now he is looking for himself to come to the door, isn't it a little too arrogant!

He was polite on the surface, but in fact he didn't want to make money in harmony, Hua Wenxiang killed the worship of the Lan He Sect, the loss of a strong man in the Blue Realm was extremely important to the Lan He Sect, Wang Yingping was worried that he couldn't find Hua Wenxiang to take revenge, who would have thought that Hua Wenxiang would take the initiative to send it to the door.

Today's events will not be good in the eyes of both sides.

(End of chapter)