When Xue Xuan's sharp eyes looked at Zhang Zimo, everyone was still a little unable to come back to their senses, the scene just now was really too shocking, Xia Yuanchen in the realm of the Four Leaves Yunlian was bombarded into a blood mist in an instant.

Many of the monks looked shocked, and immediately thought about it, but then, their faces became even more frightened.

With such a sharp blow, he directly smashed the Four-Leaf Yunlian Realm cultivator, and that kind of strength was at least to reach the Nine-Leaf Yunlian Realm.

Moreover, even if the Nine Leaf Yunlian Realm wanted to reach this step, that kind of difficulty would definitely be extraordinary.

However, at this moment, the young man on the platform used the strength of the Three-Leaf Yunlian Realm to perform a super shocking storm for everyone.

Everyone was completely shaken, the eyes that looked at Xue Xuan, the previous ridicule and disdain disappeared, and a touch of jealousy swelled up, the terrible offensive just now, facing it in person, even they felt a strong pressure.

At this time, they also understood that the young man who asked the question was not the soft persimmon that was kneaded by others, and after today, the name of Xue Xuan would shine among the monks.

Many monks understand that if this matter spreads to the Dao Realm, it will also cause a shock, and the attack of the three-leaf Yunlian with nine leaves or even more than the nine leaves, no one can be calm.

"This ......"

In the corner of the square, Liu Feng's face was pale, his eyes were a little dull staring at the young man on the platform, there was a trace of palpitations in his eyes, it was unimaginable, he had fought with him just now, if Xue Feng used this trick at that time, no matter how arrogant Liu Feng was, he didn't dare to say that the end would be much better than Xia Yuanchen, three leaves and four leaves, is the difference between Xiaocheng and Dacheng, that kind of gap can not be ignored.

Beside him, Qin Xuan's delicate body was also tensed violently, the curvy delicate body was even more charming, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Xue Xuan, and she was also a little stunned, but then, on the beautiful cheeks, there was a seductive and moving smile that emerged.

This shallow smile carries an inexplicable confidence and playfulness.

"You ......"

Zhang Zimo was stared at by Xue Xuan's cold gaze, and on his forehead, there were beads of sweat faintly appearing, and the incomparably powerful sword light just now was still resounding in his heart like a magic spell, because he knew that if he had fought Xue Xuan first, although he would not have exploded into a blood mist like Xia Yuanchen, there was no doubt that he would also become a cold corpse at this moment.

"Xue Xuan, now that the soul demon has not been eliminated, the monks are fighting, and the gains outweigh the losses, why don't you and I sit down and have a good talk?

Zhang Zimo's originally gloomy complexion suddenly changed, and he became quite sincere to stare at Xue Xuan, and said Lang Lang.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the square below, and many people nodded, this Zhang Zimo is quite reasonable, judging from Xue Xuan's performance just now, it is the wisest move to shake hands with him.

However, there are also many monks who pursed their mouths, and the junior brother was just bombarded into a blood mist, but Zhang Zimo was indifferent, but greeted him with a smile, wanting to shake hands and make peace, he was really spineless.

"Shake hands?"

Xue Xuan's eyes stared at Zhang Zimo, and he was also stunned when he heard the words, and then his eyes drooped slightly, and he muttered to himself, as if he was thinking carefully.

Zhang Zimo looked at it, and his heart was happy, although he knew that after Xue Xuan performed the blow just now, it would inevitably consume a lot, and it was likely to be the end of the strong crossbow, but for the sake of insurance, it was better to shake hands and make peace before making plans, as for that Xia Yuanchen, if he died, he would die, and he couldn't compete with Xue Xuan, who was already extremely dangerous, for him.

"I have six leaves of the lotus, and I will soon be able to break through to the seven-leaf lotus realm, with your current state, you really want to fight, who will kill the deer, I still don't know?"

In order to increase his confidence, Zhang Zimo also showed his strength, and his tone was tougher, letting Xue Xuan know that even if he did it, it would not be easy to eat himself.

Zhang Zimo opened his mouth in a loud voice, using both soft and hard, and using both prongs, so that Xue Xuan would have a greater chance of choosing to stop.

"Who killed the deer, I still don't know?"

Xue Xuan still didn't make any extra movements, muttering such a sentence, but then, he raised his head and looked at An Xueqian in the distance of the square.

At this moment, the latter, with big eyes shining with tears, looked here with shock, the pear blossom with rain on the face, there was an indescribable color of gratitude, and at the same time, the weak delicate body trembled because of crying, and the pitiful appearance was like a lonely stray cat, which deeply touched Xue Xuan's heart.

In my mind, a picture suddenly appeared.

Under the blue sea and blue sky, the family formed a circle on the turquoise lawn, and in the center there was a beautiful girl, dressed in a floral dress dancing in the wind, and her fluttering figure was as beautiful and free as a butterfly.

The girl's cheeks are full of cute and pleasant smiles, and under a pair of caring eyes, she wantonly exudes the light of her unique youth.

However, all of a sudden, a black mist roared in, flooding the bright sky, and that darkness, as if it came from the Nine Hells, exuded a creepy palpitation.

The black fog lasted for an unknown amount of time, and when a beam of sunlight pierced through the darkness and hit a corner, a girl curled up with her hands on her knees, her head buried deep between her slender legs, her delicate body, trembling uncontrollably, and her mournful cry spread, as if she could grieve the whole world.

In front of him, a corpse was lying around, and the loved ones who were laughing and laughing just now, with loving and kind eyes, turned into cold corpses in an instant, and on that pale face, there was no longer any way to see the kindness of the past, and the stiff body could no longer send a warm embrace.

The girl cried, crying hard, the beautiful long dress, all wet with hot tears, crystal teardrops, rolling down between the grass.

The black mist dissipated, and the two monks in the distance looked at it coldly, there was no sympathy or guilt in their eyes, they gently wiped the blood on their palms, and then turned around, leaving a corpse and a trembling girl away.

The girl looked at the two ruthless backs, and her crying became louder, and she would eventually burst her heart.

The cry of despair echoed endlessly in his mind, and Xue Xuan's mind was also pulled back at this moment, his face was surprisingly calm, but under this calm, his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, and it would pour out monstrous anger at any time.

Turning his face around, Xue Xuan took a deep breath, his slightly drooping eyes were raised, and he was fixed on Zhang Zimo, being looked at with such eyes, Zhang Zimo's body tensed in an instant.

In his eyes, there was a sudden surge of killing intent, and Xue Xuan clenched the palm of the Spirit Slashing Sword, and because of the strength, a series of green tendons that looked a little hideous appeared.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? Blood debts must be paid with blood, and you must die today!"

Xue Xuan spoke lightly, and the cold voice echoed in the square, and it was also at the moment when the voice fell, his upright body suddenly trembled, and then turned into a light and shadow, rushing towards Zhang Zimo.

The terrifying killing intent swept out at this time, and the floor behind him was like mud, and this posture alone made countless monks' bodies tremble.

Poof......

However, Xue Xuan's body suddenly shook, and then shook violently, almost falling to the ground, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a pool of scarlet blood on the ground, which was extremely dazzling.

This scene made the eyes of many monks stare again, the means used to fight Xia Yuanchen before really made Xue Xuan pay a lot of price, at this time, he had already become the end of the crossbow.

At the end of the strong crossbow, the three-leaf Yunlian monk played against the six-leaf Yunlian, and the result was ......

It is conceivable that Xue Xuan's fate must be extremely miserable.

But the result was obvious, but at this moment, everyone was surprised, and in their hearts, there was a strange feeling, that feeling...... It's too absurd to think about it.

And because of this thought, many eyes became extraordinarily solemn, not wanting to miss any details, and directly focused on the slightly thin figure.

Boom!

Under the gaze of everyone, Xue Shu stomped on the soles of his feet, and the gravel exploded under his feet, and his body that was about to fall stabilized again, and immediately, as everyone expected, the speed increased sharply, and it burst out in a more ferocious posture.

Although it was expected that Xue Xuan might continue to attack, really seeing his indomitable posture still made the hearts of many monks tremble.

How strong and resolute is the young man's heart at this moment?

Everyone sighed, staring at Xue Xuan, and then saw that in his eyes, there was a rock-like firmness, that courage to move forward, like a peerless sword that cut gold and iron, no matter what obstacles ahead, it would be crushed by domineering and strong.

Crushed through the ages, the hegemony is unparalleled.

It was also at this time that a domineering sword intent was incomparable, as if a huge storm suddenly appeared, centered on the platform, and swept away wildly, with a terrifying and domineering artistic conception, which made all the monks change color violently at this moment.

Even Lu Feiyang, who had been sitting on the top of the stone pillar, with an indifferent face and always staring at here with a faint smile, stood up at this moment, staring at the rushing young figure motionlessly.

On the face that had always been calm and calm, there was a sudden surge of excitement that was difficult to contain.

"This momentum ......"

Lu Feiyang's palms were clenched, his body trembled a little, and in his clear and clear eyes, there seemed to be infinite memories pouring out, only to hear him whisper to himself: "...... It feels so familiar. ”

"A song shocking the world, junior brother, no matter how many lifetimes of reincarnation, you, after all, are still you. ”

The corners of Lu Feiyang's mouth turned up slightly at this time, and the warm sunlight just sprinkled down, casting an arc of light on his body, and in his bright eyes, it seemed that he saw a young man with a longbow on his back and a long sword in his hand under the blood-colored sun, taking resolute and determined steps, and slowly walked over.

The boy stood still, and a bohemian, free-spirited smile appeared on his face.

And that face is exactly the same as Xue Xuan.

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