"It's you, killed my grandson Song Wuchen?"

Song Xuan looked Lin Xiuwen up and down, his face was gloomy, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke calmly.

Being looked at by the other party's murderous eyes, Lin Xiuwen felt as if he was being stared at by a terrifying primeval beast, his heart was beating with horror, and his scalp was numb.

He understood, the other party was Song Wuchen's grandfather, and he killed Song Wuchen, but the other party didn't know what method to use, so he searched all the way and wanted to kill himself to avenge Song Wuchen.

Lin Xiuwen's body was shocked, he was silent, and did not answer him. He knew very well that for a foundation monk bent on killing himself, no amount of explanation was useless, and even so, it was better not to say it.

His mind raced as he figured out how he was going to get out.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Song Xuan's face became even colder, and he no longer had any patience, so he directly started his hand and slapped at Lin Xiuwen.

As he pushed out his hand, a huge palm formed by an invisible energy flew out violently, and came towards Lin Xiuwen to suppress it, and the strong wind roared in the sky, roaring in all directions, the mountains and forests trembled, flying sand and stones, and the entire cliff where Lin Xiuwen stood shook violently, making a huge roaring sound.

The raised rocks and trees on the cliff were directly annihilated, and countless gravel and wood chips flew everywhere, and in an instant, this palm, in front of Lin Xiuwen, exploded.

Lin Xiuwen, who was distracted, suddenly concentrated his mind, and when he saw this palm, he was extremely shocked, only to feel that his scalp was numb, and a shocking sound echoed in his ears, as if tens of thousands of thunderbolts were exploding and roaring in his ears.

There was nothing else in his eyes, and all he saw was the old man in the withered black robe whose eyes were full of cruelty, pushing a palm, smashing the rocks and trees in the mountains and forests, and blasting the earth-shattering and terrifying palm towards him.

This black-robed old man was incomparably powerful, far surpassing the Qi Condensing Cultivator, exuding a monstrous momentum all over his body, and with supreme might, he came to kill.

All this happened in an instant, this palm came too fast, and it hit Lin Xiuwen's body in an instant. This palm came too suddenly, and he was caught off guard.

His heart throbbed, and the shadow of death hung over him. A crisis of this magnitude is unprecedented. This was the fatal blow that Monk Tsukiji sent to him.

didn't have time to think about it, Lin Xiuwen's eyes were red with blood, he roared and struggled, the roots of his teeth clucked, and he tried his best to push out a palm towards the other party.

"Boom!"

The two bombarded together, emitting a huge roar that shook the earth, and the energy after the collision was vented everywhere, forming a chaotic wind.

"Poof!"

The power of Zhuji is too strong, Lin Xiuwen is far from being an opponent, he was blown away by a palm, smashed down on the cliff, and coughed up blood.

In fact, the injuries in his body were even worse. A powerful external force blasted into his muscles, flesh, and intestines, wreaking havoc everywhere. The veins and veins were constantly torn apart by this powerful and cold force, causing his own true qi (the aura of the meridians) to reverse and destruct.

As Zhenyuan's disorder got out of control, his body continued to tremble, and he felt that his whole body was surging with qi and blood, as if he was overturning a river and a sea, and his body seemed to be roaring and exploding.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, affectionate and extremely sluggish.

His eyes were blood-red, his face was hideous, and he was extremely unwilling...... However, he had no choice, in the face of a strong man in the foundation building period, he was too small and vulnerable!

"You ......" Lin Xiuwen coughed constantly, each time with blood, supporting the ground with his hands, and struggling with difficulty. He wanted to use the true qi in his body again, to gather momentum again, and to regain his combat power again. But as soon as it was just a little operational, the body couldn't hold on, and the true qi in his body was running around, raging everywhere, destroying his meridians, flesh and blood, and his heart.

"Ahem"

He coughed up blood again, and his injuries became more and more serious. His expression was sluggish, his face was bloodless, and he was miserable and pale. His clothes were torn and bloody, gushing bright or dark red blood. The body seems to be torn apart at any time, and there is no place in the whole body that is free of pain, and these pains are heart-rending and painful to the bone marrow.

"A little thing like an ant, if you eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, you dare to kill my Song Xuan's grandson!" The hoarse voice was full of contempt and disdain, and there were bursts of pleasure, echoing between the cliffs. Song Xuan's withered face was full of cruelty, his eyes were full of ferocity and evil, and there was a hint of pleasure that he was about to slash the enemy.

Looking at Lin Xiuwen, who was bleeding profusely, Song Xuan's eyes were full of coldness, and he always had a cruel expression on his face, smiling cruelly, and walked towards Lin Xiuwen step by step.

In all fairness, he had to admit that the young man in front of him was a monk with outstanding talents, and his talent was even far above Song Wuchen. At least, at his age, Song Wuchen was far from having the cultivation of the ninth layer of the foundation, let alone such a powerful combat power, and he had not had it until now.

Although it was amazing, it still looked too weak in front of the foundation building monks. Of course, killing a genius is far more enjoyable than killing a piece of waste.

Song Xuan's withered face smiled evilly.

He even raised his right hand, slammed it towards Lin Xiuwen's collar, grabbed him violently, and lifted him up.

Watching the withered black-robed old man approach him, and watching the other party raise his right hand and grab his collar, Lin Xiuwen's eyes were flushed, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, roaring like a fierce beast.

However, the blood gushed out of his mouth, making his roar muffled in his throat, unable to make a sound, and turned into a kind of madness, full of hideousness, unwilling to struggle, but in front of the foundation monk, there was no power to fight back.

In Lin Xiuwen's hideous and roaring, Song Xuan's withered right hand fell on his chest, grabbed him and pulled him out of the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xuan was ruthless, with a cruel smile on his face, his left hand slammed down on Lin Xiuwen's lower abdomen, and in an instant, Lin Xiuwen's lower abdomen was torn apart, and the skin was opened.

Pain.

Lin Xiuwen felt a burst of pain, heartbreaking, painful to the bone marrow, this pain made Lin Xiuwen's eyes red, revealing monstrous madness and hatred.

He hates!

Hate yourself for not being strong enough.

Hate Song Xuan.

Hate this injustice!

Song Xuan ignored all this, grabbed Lin Xiuwen's throat with his left hand, grabbed Lin Xiuwen's heart again with his right hand, and grabbed it directly, piercing Lin Xiuwen's chest again, and in that blurred flesh and blood, he grabbed Lin Xiuwen's heart!

Lin Xiuwen snorted.

Don't grasp the pain in your heart, it's far worse than before.

The feeling of being torn apart by life, piercing through the flesh, and grabbing the heart brought about a terrible pain that was far more intense and surging countless times stronger than all the previous injuries to Lin Xiuwen, and it exploded in Lin Xiuwen's nervous system in an instant, causing him to let out a hysterical and miserable roar!

"Haha"

Song Xuan laughed, his smile was full of madness, this smile was full of bloodlust and cruelty, with ruthless and monstrous killing intent.

In the eyes of Lin Xiuwen, who was trembling with a smile at this moment, sweating through his bloody clothes, and his face was red and bloodshot, he was like a demon crawling out of the Nine Hells, in this short sound, he had never been so powerless and unwilling as at this moment, and at the same time, he gave birth to a monstrous madness and hatred.

However, all this was useless, as Song Xuan grabbed his heart with his right hand and squeezed it violently...... At this moment, Lin Xiuwen understood what life is better than death!

The huge pain tore at Lin Xiuwen's soul and mind, Lin Xiuwen smiled weakly, he had the heart to desperately run his cultivation, and sent out the last blow in his life, but in front of the Zhuji monk, his true qi had just been running, and he was discovered by Song Xuan and suppressed alive.

"Want to do a death struggling?" Song Xuan's face was full of disdain, he smiled evilly, and slammed his left hand on Lin Xiuwen's chest.

With a bang, a strong force passed into Wang Baole's body along the old woman, Wang Baole's body shook wildly, blood spurted out, and his body flew directly upside down in this power!

With a bang, a majestic energy fell on Lin Xiuwen's body along Song Xuan's hand, Lin Xiuwen's chest was full of flesh and blood, blood was splashed, and his body flew out directly upside down under the action of this huge force.

As Song Xuan's palm blasted out, Lin Xiuwen's body flew out upside down, and suddenly Lin Xiuwen's heart was pulled out by Song Xuan, bringing out streams of bright red blood and spilling between the cliffs.

Blood was splashed everywhere, and the cliffs were filled with a thick bloody atmosphere......

Lin Xiuwen, who flew out upside down, flew out of the cliff.

There was a whirring wind in his ears, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, the whole world was spinning, he only felt that the endless cold enveloped his whole body, his hands and feet were cold, and in this darkness and cold, there was a burning thought flowing, it was a monstrous hatred, surging in his heart.

But none of this worked.

"Whew"

The sound of the wind in my ears became louder, and it made people tingle all over their bodies.

It was even darker in front of him, like an endless night, and the dark world was about to swallow itself forever.

It was even colder, so cold that it made people shiver, its teeth rattled, and the endless cold hit, as if it were going to sleep forever in the endless cold and darkness......

The wind was whistling, and Lin Xiuwen's body kept falling down, making the wind stronger and stronger.

In the end, with a snap, it fell into the pool of the mountain stream and smashed into the sky.

Blood stained the water of the pool, and a strong smell of blood came out.

"Haha"

On the cliff, Song Xuan's gloomy face was full of cruelty, hideous, and laughing wildly.

The laughter was eerie and fierce, resounding throughout the mountain, making the heart pound and the scalp tingling. Even, at this moment when the laughter resounded through the mountains and forests, the tigers and apes roared in the mountains and forests, and the birds and beasts flew in shock......

The rampant laughter full of eerie ferocity resounded through the mountains for a long time, and finally slowly disappeared......