What a realistic, but what a psychedelic ending, the perpetrator is actually his dearest person, Xuan Xin doesn't dare or want to believe it.

After all the obstacles were cleared, the red-robed man glanced in the direction of Qing Xuan's escape, and said with a smile: "Do you think it's okay to send him away?"

"The people of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect can't let go of any of them!"

"Hmph. ”

Xuan Xin smiled bitterly, looked at the mess in front of the court, shook his head and said, "You have killed so many sect disciples, do you still refuse to stop?"

"Stop?"

The red-robed man raised his eyebrows and said in a trembling voice: "Do you think I still have a chance to stop, I have no choice!"

"Second junior brother, how about killing your own classmates?" Xuan Xin looked at the red-robed man with blazing eyes, and asked silently.

"Good, good. ”

A cold light flashed in the red-robed man's eyes, and he responded in his gloomy voice: "Killing your own fellow disciples, especially your own disciples, that feeling of killing is really good, my Xuanyuan Sword Immortal has lived for hundreds of years, and today I can finally be willful." ”

"From now on, I don't have to care about what has been repented, and I don't need to pay attention to the three outlines and five constants, I want to be a demon in the world, happy to be revenge, drink and talk, whoever stops me, I will kill whom!"

"Are you happy, second junior brother?"

Xuan Xin was not intimidated by the crazy actions of the person in front of him who claimed to be Xuanyuan Sword Immortal, but instead asked more and more calmly.

The voice was very peaceful and peaceful, even in front of the man in a red robe, it seemed very clear.

"Of course I'm happy!"

The red-robed man ripped the red cloth on his face as he spoke, and a face with Chinese characters instantly appeared in front of him.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a square Chinese face, who else is there besides Xuanyuan, who appeared in Dayongji that day?

"Hoo ......"

Xuan Xin gasped heavily, although he had long been aware that the red-robed man was his second junior brother Xuanyuan Sword Immortal.

But when I really saw his face this time, I still couldn't stop my heart beating wildly.

After taking a deep breath, his turbulent heart had calmed down a lot, and he immediately pretended to be calm and asked: "Second Senior Brother, isn't it rumored that you died in the peach forest outside the Dayong Gathering for a long time, why did you appear in Junji Mountain late at night?"

"Yes, Xuanyuan is indeed dead. ”

The red-robed man shrugged his shoulders and retorted nonchalantly: "Since the accident outside the Dayong Gathering that day, I have become a living dead with flesh and blood, warmth, and breathing, and there is no Xuanyuan Sword Immortal in the world except for my red-robed person." ”

"The Living Dead?"

Xuan Xin glanced at Xuan Yuan in disbelief, but saw that he was in a good posture and full of vitality, except for the evil qi around his body, his vital signs were extremely normal in all aspects, and even his cultivation was more than twice as strong as before he left the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and it had nothing to do with the so-called living dead at all.

Immediately asked curiously: "Senior brother, I see that you are in good shape, and there is no sign of the living dead at all, why do you say that?"

"There is no greater mourning than death. Xuan Yuan's face did not change his color.

"The heart is dead, why do you still have to keep the mourning platform a little clear?" Xuan Xin asked rhetorically with interest.

"Because I want revenge, and I want to wash away the humiliation I suffered as a grandmaster, so I want to keep the spirit platform a little clear, and dominate this walking corpse to accomplish what I want to accomplish!"

"What kind of humiliation have you suffered?"

"What happened to you during your disappearance?"

"And the person who attacked you outside the Dayong Gathering that day, is it the legendary young Bai Dusk?"

Xuan Xin asked three questions in a row in a hurry, and his face showed infinite expectation.

"Hey, hey. ”

Xuan Yuanpi grinned without smiling, a hint of sadistic laughter flashed in the eyes of the yin owl, and then he shook his head and said: "That kid in the white twilight is just a ghost for the dead, everything that has happened in the wilderness recently has been done by others, but that stupid boy is unlucky, and he has become a pawn in the hands of others since his debut." ”

"And who are you doing now?"

Xuan Xin asked the biggest doubt in his heart directly to the point, which was also the question that had plagued him from the moment the red-robed man appeared.

"Senior brother, in fact, you have already guessed who I am working for, so why bother asking?"

"Why?"

Xuan's heart-wrenching rhetorical question, because of the excessive excitement, the already wrinkled face looked even more weird.

"In this world, there are many things that can't be investigated, so why do you bother to get to the bottom of it?"

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you know the reason, what's the use?"

"You are old and weak, and you are powerless to stop everything I have done!" Xuan Yuan said unceremoniously and sarcastically.

"Second junior brother, in my memory, you have always been an upright and selfless person. ”

"Although I have accused you more than once of being too grumpy, your nature is not bad. ”

"Besides, as a sect master, you have to bow to the evil clan, is it all worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it. ”

"Senior brother, you don't need to say more. ”

"For the sake of our centuries-old brothers, I don't want to do it myself, you can make your own decisions. ”

After speaking, Xuanyuan slowly turned around and walked slowly towards the exit of the sect.

"Evil beast!"

Looking at Xuan Yuan's back as he gradually walked away, all the anger in Xuan Xin's heart finally burst out at this moment.

Previously, because he saw the same brother as a disciple, he didn't want to use the most vicious words to describe the other party.

But until this time, the resentment and anger that he had suppressed for a long time finally broke with Xuanyuan's sentence of "self-determination".

After scolding, Xuan Xin quickly gathered the strength of his whole body in his right palm, and lightly touched his foot on the high platform, and his body turned into an afterimage like a nighthawk and floated towards Xuan Yuan's back.

The power that had been cultivated in his palm for hundreds of years roared and struck Xuan Yuan's burly back.

The explosive force that burst out in an instant ruthlessly knocked Xuan Yuan's body out three meters away like a defeat, and Xuan Xin's castration was over, and he raised his right palm again and flew forward, and in the blink of an eye, he hit Xuan Yuan's chest with a furious palm.

Although Xuan Xin's continuous attack was between lightning and flint, it was extremely strong in terms of speed and power.

But it seems that with his strength, it is impossible to hit Xuanyuan who has more than doubled his cultivation in such a light and violent manner.

Looking at the second junior brother who fell to the ground and spit blood in front of him, Xuanyuan suddenly understood in his heart.

In fact, the second junior brother Xuanyuan has a heart to give in!

If not, how could he be his opponent with his old age and decrepit strength?