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"Ahh

Extremely slowly, a hole slowly appeared in the bandit man's chest, and the tip of a steel knife was stained with blood, poking out of his body inch by inch, and then violently pulled back.

The man fell to the ground, silent, blood splattered from the wound on his chest, spurting several meters high, and the previous knife actually pierced his heart.

"Fang Tang!" the boss shouted angrily, the dense bandits around him were a little sluggish, and when he heard the words, he pulled out the weapon on his waist, and the scene was quiet and terrifying.

"Are you going to turn against me?" his voice was very low, and Yang Xuan listened to it, like an eerie calm before the landslide.

"I'm a lost dog, even if I don't reverse, I can't involve you, so what's the opposite" Fang Tang replied indifferently, his eyes were extremely firm.

"Okay, very good," the boss smiled weirdly, "I knew you would be a scourge, brothers, whoever killed him, come to see him, I will make him the master of the four villages." ”

As soon as these words came out, a touch of greed flashed in the eyes of all the bandits, and they looked at the emaciated figure with a fierce light, and kept licking their lips, and now what they saw in their eyes was not the second master of the cottage that was frightening, but power, and enjoyment.

"Poof" A muffled sound of a blade entering the body was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears, Yang Xuan was stunned, the voice came from behind him, who was it? He didn't dare to look back, for fear of seeing with his own eyes the tragic situation of the person he was most familiar with during that time.

"Ah, Lao Tzu fought with you" This voice is full of uprightness and vicissitudes.

"Uncle Wang, don't ......" Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, this middle-aged trader has always treated him like a father, so considerate and so caring.

turned around cautiously, but what he saw was Uncle Wang's blood-stained lying on the ground, and the bowl-sized blood hole in his chest was bubbling with hot blood, which was extremely dazzling.

"Uncle Wang...... Uncle Wang ......" Yang Xuan hurriedly came to his side, stretched out his hand to plug the wound, he pressed it desperately, tears mixed with blood filled his face, and his tone was poignant.

"Give it to me, kill them" The boss finally gave an order, and looked at Fang Tang who was besieged by hundreds of people with a cruel smile, but saw him waving the steel knife in his hand, hovering around Yang Xuan, every knife slashed horizontally, it was a human life, screams, shouts, and even the muffled sound of the blade entering the body was chaotic for a while.

Yang Xuan was doing useless work in vain, strangely, there were no tears in the corners of his eyes, but they were stained with blood more and more demonic, and the strange blood-red eyes that made people tremble were covered by the scattered hair, and outsiders couldn't see it really.

"Poof" at the beginning, and then, this sound resounded continuously, and Yang Xuan, who lowered his head, was shocked, "Is it raining? Why is it hot?"

The dripping blood exuded a fishy smell, splashing on the back of his hands, clothes, and hair, flying blood flowers, bewitching, hideous.

Mu Ran looked up and found that the emaciated figure was looking down at him expressionlessly, there seemed to be an unusual meaning in his eyes, Yang Xuan didn't understand, and he didn't have time to understand.

Stunned to see the dense sword penetrate his body, with a faint red warm liquid, I don't know if it was blood or tears, every drop was stimulating his weak heart.

"Ah" Suddenly, Yang Xuan let out a terrible roar, and a strange wind blew, blowing his messy hair, and the pair of bloody eyes were exposed to the sight of all the bandits.

"Uh...... Ah......h......h Until the circle in front of him was no longer filled.

Seeing Fang Tang fall to his knees, his round eyes seemed to want to tell something, but they were empty, Yang Xuan's palm was slightly clenched, and a familiar and unfamiliar sense of solidity appeared in his hand.

It was a blood-stained sword with a cold glow at the edge.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan, who was still at a standstill, moved, ignoring the group of frightened and stunned bandits, their bodies were like electricity, and where the sword blade passed, it was like harvesting wheat, and the bandits fell in pieces.

Some even died without understanding why this was the case, how could a weak scholar burst out with such great strength and offensive.

In the entire cottage, the corpses were strewn, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the flesh and blood were dripping, only the sleeping place of Fang Tang and Wang Sun and others seemed to be much cleaner.

"You...... Who are you......" The big boss Xiao Qiangse shrank his body and retreated, as if he was frightened by the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of this young man.

"Is he really just a scholar?" he thought to himself, looking at Yang Xuan, who was moving forward very slowly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Yang Xuan was indifferent, and his evil bloody eyes swept over the corpse on the ground wearing a fur coat and holding an iron rod, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes, as if it was not a human life, but some other lowly thing.

"Hmph," the sword blade slashed, Yang Xuan didn't say a word from the beginning to now, and the big master who had cultivated at least in the middle of the innate stage didn't even have time to resist, so he died like this, clutching the throat that had broken the gap in a panic, and he couldn't speak until he was silent.

"Are you still going to kill?" an ethereal voice came out, ethereal and hard to find.

Yang Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had lost his cool, and he slashed wildly, his true qi splashed everywhere, cutting the dead corpses all over the ground, adding to the blood.

"Stop, this is not the Yang Xuan I know"

He froze in place abruptly, and this familiar voice couldn't help but let him not do it...... Fu ......" There was a trace of hesitation in his blood-red eyes.

"Is that you?"

"If you think it is, then it is, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"What should I understand?" Yang Xuan lowered the sword in his hand and stood in the pile of corpses covered in blood, "I, where is this?"

On the chest, a misty halo flowed, and it was the warmth and coolness, and it was the breath.

"Chongwumen...... Ranked ...... Heart!" The last word was spit out, and the blood in Yang Xuan's eyes disappeared instantly, and the scene of the surrounding corpse mountain and sea of blood shattered in an instant, turning into powder.

"Huh" exhaled a breath of turbid air in panic, feeling the severe pain up and down his body, the light cyan robe on his body became blood red, and most of his physical strength and true qi were consumed unconsciously.

There was still a faint and warm touch on his chest, and Yang Xuan calmed down, looking at this misty space in horror.

"What the hell is this, what a horrible environment, damn it"

......

......

Outside the array hall, about another hour has passed at this time, and there are already many people at the door, not as gossip as the end of the formation, at this moment they are all looking at the place where the halo is flowing in fear.

Some people even broke down and yelled, in different forms, but there was an indelible fear in the depths of their eyes.

"More than half of the people have come out" Xianhe looked at the plaque in the array hall, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking Xiao Mingliang who was smiling bitterly next to him.

"Yes, it is estimated that there are dozens of people in the heart now, I'm afraid it will come out in half an hour."

Xian He smiled without saying a word, and with a flash of brilliance in his hand, he took out a piece of emerald jade slip, as if he had sent some information in, and then restored the face of Gujing Wubo.

Xiao Mingliang didn't make a sound, quietly looking at the plaque and the doorpost in front of the array hall, thoughtful.

......

"Xinguan, Xinguan, it's really unusual, it seems that I still underestimated the terrible degree of this thing before" Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating to recover from the injuries on his body.

"Is it dangerous to get caught up in it?"

"Torture the heart, the heart of the Tao...... What the hell should I do?"

After a while, Yang Xuan seemed to have an understanding in his mind, the corners of his mouth curved, and he looked at this space playfully, "Do you want me to let go, let go of these fetters, father, mother, master...... Is there anyone else I care about?"

"Should I really give up?hehe, what the hell are you kidding!" Yang Xuan scolded loudly, not knowing who he was talking to.

"If the cultivation path is really so ruthless, I, Yang Xuan, don't want it. ”

Then he couldn't stop looking at the four directions here, and the light in his eyes was awe-inspiring, "My Dao is to have a glimpse of the scenery at the highest place, if there are no others, no so-called fetters, dare to ask what this Dao cultivates?"

"Answer me!!" The voice is full of breath, echoing in this narrow but vast space.

For a long time, there was no movement in the whole space, only the hazy, mysterious brilliance that had been hazy from the beginning, brilliant, although beautiful, but poisonous.

"Come on, let me see how powerful you really are," Yang Xuan's gaze became extremely firm at the thought of this, and then he slowly closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Maybe my talent is still low, maybe I cultivate the day and night, or maybe there are thousands of difficulties and obstacles, it doesn't matter, I started from the Tao, persistence is my nature, one day, I will climb to the top of the best scenery, with the so-called fetters that care about me, I care, become the most dazzling existence in this world......"

Suddenly opened his eyes, the misty brilliance around him really changed, the stone pillar in front of the original itself turned into a table, and he was holding a good Haosu in his hand, and he was writing something on rice paper.

From time to time, copywriting officials walked back and forth on both sides, and the scene was silent.

"It turned out to be a ...... of the scientific examination" In an exclamation, Yang Xuan's thoughts looked back on the past, "If I hadn't met Youruo at the beginning, I thought my life would be like this, the first in the imperial examination, and the official ...... of the dynasty."

Thinking of Youruo, Yang Xuan smiled slightly, he still remembered the quirky little girl, the eager gaze when she left, shook her head slightly, and gently wrote on the paper with a pen.

"There is a woman who is quiet, not like the world, the posture of the world, and the sound and appearance are pitiful" Leaving words on the paper, Yang Xuan stood up suddenly, didn't care about the examiners who looked surprised, and walked out of here.

In the next moment, Emperor Daluo committed the edict, Yang Wenchang, the king of Zhennan, collaborating with the enemy and treason, the crime was unforgivable, and he ordered Zhulian Nine Clans.

Luo Tiannian's hard work in Yang Wenchang in the early years, Yang Xuan's conscientiousness as an official in the court, authorized him to serve as a minister of the prisoner, and on the day of punishment, Yang Xuan was dressed in plain clothes and sat in front of the hall, just when the executioner swung his knife and slashed.

Out of nowhere, he pulled out an iron sword, blocked the big sword in a moment, and looked at the emperor who appeared on the chariot and horse with a playful face.

"Let's change it, you won't force me to kill my loved ones"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to see the surprise and doubt on Luo Tian's face in a blur, and then the scene changed again.