"I, Xia Xuehan, finally said here that I am not interested in the world, let alone the eight-tone treasure box. You have indiscriminately imposed the charges on my head today, and he will definitely get back an explanation one day!" Xia Xuehan was infinitely sad when he said this, he escorted the eight-tone treasure box with a good heart, and almost died, but in the end he ended up in a situation where the whole world was the enemy.

Xia Xue glanced at Mu Yuhan coldly, and said lightly: "I don't ask the world to believe me, but why don't you even believe me when you were born and died together?"

Thinking of her smile through the ups and downs all the way, the deep rut marks have become a wound in his heart that will never heal.

Looking at his distant back, the corners of her eyes were wet, tears kept flowing, and she felt like her heart was about to break! She could feel his heartache, he had a helplessness that he couldn't say, but he made a look of indifference, and the more he did this, the more uncomfortable she became.

The heart-rending "You don't believe me?" still rings in her ears.

"Xia Xuehan, is this place where you can leave if you want?" asked a Wei Wuzi who was armed with a big knife.

Yang Xiao glanced at him disdainfully, and stood with Xia Xuehan: "I said that my brother didn't take that broken thing, so what can I do if I take you?" Today, our brother is leaving, if you dare to stop it, you can't care that this is a pure place for Buddhism, kill one person in one step!"

Kill one person in one step! The fierce murderous aura echoed in the ancient temple with cold words, and the two arrogant men, one black and one white, were like two giant mountains, pressing on everyone's hearts.

"Amitabha, sin and sin!" Because the master knew that a killing was inevitable today, this cold and arrogant young man would not explain at all in the face of aggressiveness, let alone give in. Hanshan Temple's reputation for hundreds of years will be ruined, and the ancient Buddha on the hall will also be stained with blood.

Xia Xuehan reached out with his hand, lifted up the big man who was blocking in front of him, and threw him out more than ten feet away with a loud shout, and before he could struggle, he was already lifeless.

"Kill! My generation is heroic, and I will plant this fang!" Hundreds of masters of the rivers and lakes rushed over together, Yang Xiao and Xia Xuehan glanced at each other, smiled, and broke into the sea of people together.

A proud body, two sleeves are murderous, three feet are fierce, invincible in all directions, five command rooms, six realms are silent, seven strings worship Yi, eight desolations should cry.

Because the master secretly screamed in his heart, he flew towards Xia Xuehan, he wanted to stop this catastrophe. Da Sumeru's hand tore through the layers of Gangfeng and grabbed it towards Xia Xuehan's shoulder, Xia Xuehan was a little on tiptoe, and shook out a few feet away. Master Liyin shouted softly, "A thousand miles of fast wind!", and then performed the Buddhism Light Gong Body Method, crossed the reed, raised his robe, and chased after him.

Buddhism King Kong pointed straight towards Xia Xuehan's heart, Xia Xuehan shouted softly, "Offended!", snatched a sword with his backhand, turned his wrist and pulled over thousands of sword flowers, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the two of them had already passed more than 100 moves. He fought hard and slapped Master In's finger and palm, and forcibly slashed a sword qi into Master In's chest.

Master Yin was secretly shocked in his heart, Xia Xuehan is not a sinister and cunning person, he is a good man with clear grievances. The sword just now was obviously merciful to his subordinates, and it only hurt his own flesh and skin, and with his skill, where would he still have his own life if he made a point. Such a kind-hearted teenager would never do such a thing.

Because the master sighed, it doesn't matter, these insatiable people in the rivers and lakes, it's good to teach them some lessons. He waved his sleeves, recited the Buddha name lightly, and walked towards the back of the hall.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if it touches it, it will be angry, and if it is angry, it will turn over the river and the sea, and the sky will be dark; Xia Xuehan and the two of them fisted to the flesh, beckoning to see blood, overflowing palm wind, flying flesh and blood accompanied by endless screams, this is a massacre, after today, no matter whether Xia Xuehan is alive or dead, his prestige will reach an unparalleled height.

After only a few moments, dozens of corpses were already placed on the empty field of Hanshan Temple, and blood slowly flowed down the stone cracks.

If Master Cause knows, today will definitely become a knot in his heart that can never be untied, hell is not empty and cannot become a Buddha, and the hell of Hanshan Temple may never be empty!

Xia Xuehan and Yang Xiao held long swords in their hands, looking at the heroes of the world, and they were arrogant. Bloody and bloody, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, raised his sword and asked the poor man, who still dares to fight with me?

"Who dares to fight?" Xia Xuehan's voice was not loud, but it was like a giant hammer hitting everyone's hearts. yes, who would dare to fight?

The shadow of the sword flickered, and the two of them slashed into the crowd again, the scene of blood splashing, the soft sound of swords, and finally, he was injured, and was pierced through the shoulder blade by a sharp claw, he turned around and slashed the sneaking rat under the sword.

Yang Xiao was also hit in the chest with a sledgehammer, vomiting out a mouthful of blood. He didn't care to wave his hand and wipe it, and shouted at Xia Xuehan: "Remember to invite me to drink when you go back!"

"Okay, three hundred years of drunken immortal building, forget your worries, don't get drunk and don't return. Xia Xuehan looked up to the sky and laughed, the most fortunate thing in life is to live and die with his brothers.

"Okay, for Ye Erniang's forgetfulness, none of us can die today!" Yang Xiao laughed three times and swung his sword to cut off someone's head.

The two bathed in blood, and the twenty zhang road ahead was filled with hundreds of corpses. There was blood dripping from their clothes, and drops of blood from their hair were falling from their hair, some of them were their own, but more of them were the enemy's.

Mu Yuhan quietly looked at the young man walking through the crowd, tears had already blinded her eyes, and she didn't know if this heart-wrenching feeling was the beginning or the end.

Xia Xuehan shook the blades of seven enemies with a sword, and suddenly Yang Shenyi waved his left hand, and a judge's gesture carried a strong wind, and shot at him in the chest, and he was about to pass through his chest when he saw it. Xia Xuehan waved his sword to block, only to hear the sound of "dang", the two were shocked back a few steps, Xia Xuehan was secretly frightened, although this old man was good-looking, but his skills were really not simple.

Yang Shenyi's one-handed judge's pen made it fascinating, and his elegant and dexterous moves not only combined with the Huguang Tianyun Thirteen Hook Hook Method, but also included the "First Moon Post" and "Funeral Post" of the famous calligraphers of the previous dynasty. The wild grass of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance is matched with the flexible hook technique, coupled with the continuous sneak attacks of other people in the rivers and lakes, Rao is Xia Xuehan can't be suppressed immediately with his exquisite swordsmanship.

"Whoever moves my brother, die!" a loud shout came from outside the mountain gate, and two figures rushed in like lightning

A flywheel crossed a beautiful arc, blue light flashed, several heads had already landed, and a young man in blue caught the flywheel and shook back several people who attacked Xia Xuehan with one palm.

"Kunlun Mountain, under the seat of Xuanyuan Holy Monarch, Chu Nian. Xia Xuehan is my brother, if you want to move him, step on my corpse!" The long hair scattered on his forehead could not hide his chic and domineering spirit, the lines of his face were neat and handsome, and his facial features were almost impeccable. Light blue caftan with flowing headbands dancing in the wind.

A young Taoist priest in green clothes floated in the gentle breeze, raising his palm to split several rats who had attacked Yang Xiao. I saw that he was on the back of a crane and a turtle, with phoenix eyes and eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and an elegant demeanor.

"He seems to be the first disciple of Wudang Qingxu Daoist, Ye Qianyu!" As soon as the words fell, the four young men who were as rich as jade had already gathered together.

White, black, blue, blue, four-color clothes, standing proudly in a pool of blood. Xia Xuehan glanced back at the two of them, and there was a deep sense of gratitude in her eyes, "Why are you here?"

Ye Qianyu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother is in trouble, thousands of troops will go to me!"

Yang Shenyi looked at the two people who had just arrived, and his brows tightened, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave Xia Xuehan this time. He shouted to Ye Qianyu: "Ye Shaoxia, the old man has been friends with the respected master Qingxu Dao for many years, and now you are helping the devil, I am afraid that it will insult the name of Wudang Mountain!"

Ye Qianyu pulled out Zhanlu behind him with his backhand, and the cold blue light shook so that people couldn't open their eyes, worthy of being the seventh famous sword in the world, he glanced at Yang Shenyi coldly, and said: "Here today, there are only Xia Xuehan's brothers, and there are no Wudang Mountain disciples." If you want to touch my brother, ask Zhanlu in my hand!"

Chu Nian rubbed the flywheel in his hand and sneered: "If you want to be the enemy of Xuanyuan Palace in Kunlun Mountain, you can try it today!" The remaining dozens of Jianghu masters were a little weak when they heard this, and unconsciously took a few steps back, firstly, they were afraid of Xuanyuan Palace, and secondly, they were killed by Xia Xuehan and Yang Xiao.

Kunlun Mountain Xuanyuan Palace, that is a giant in the martial arts, both good and evil, countless masters, never obey the jurisdiction, if you annoy that sect, you can't even say that the palace can be leveled.

The four handsome young men who were so handsome as if they were heavenly people glanced at the masters of the rivers and lakes who only had three points of battle intent left, and walked straight towards the temple gate, and no one dared to say a word at this moment.

"Stop, do you still plan to leave today after creating such a killing karma?" a middle-aged scribe with a sword landed in the center of the temple.

"Dad!" Mu Yuhan couldn't help but scream when he saw the middle-aged scribe.

Mu Yanping glanced back at her, snorted coldly, and said, "I'll talk to you when I go back!" walked a few steps towards Xia Xuehan, looked at the corpses everywhere, couldn't help but frown, and said coldly, "Xia Xuehan, don't you think what you did today is really excessive?"

"Hmph, you don't ask me about the ins and outs of the matter and say I'm too much, doesn't Mu Daxia think it's too hasty?" Xia Xue said with a cold smile, Mu Yanping, but I haven't seen you for a long time!

Mu Yanping withdrew his sword and pointed directly at Xia Xuehan, "I only saw that you have created a monstrous killing karma, and you are full of blood debts, causing the pure land of Buddhism to suffer a catastrophe." If you don't let your sword subdue the law today, will there still be righteousness in the world?"

As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it was as if I heard the sound of a dragon groaning from the bottom of the valley, deep and far.

Long Yuan, the fourth sword in the world. In today's battle, there were two top ten swords on the Tibetan sword spectrum, and everyone couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

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