"It's not good, it's not good" Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, his tense spirit finally eased a little, he exhaled heavily, and rubbed his fist that was a little painful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he knew that this battle was his own golden thunder that had made a great contribution, he had to admit that this Shen Fusheng was extremely strong, but he found it interesting and couldn't help but say this.

On the other side, the battle situation had already been decided, Bu Feng stood with a knife, the wounds on his body had already healed, except for some pale faces and broken clothes, he really couldn't see what kind of dangerous battle he had just experienced.

"Bloodslaughter converted?"

Bu Feng was slightly stunned, and then nodded with relief.

Yang Xuan's face was indifferent and he glanced at the Sword Xuan Pavilion disciple who was sitting on the ground with a dull gaze, as well as the three corpses beside him, but he didn't say anything.

"You've changed a little!" Bu Feng frowned slightly, and kept looking at Yang Xuan's whole body.

"Oh, where has it changed?"

"I can't say it, there seems to be something else on my body, not as elegant as before......"

"Hehe" Yang Xuan smiled freely, "Maybe, people are changing all the time, and that elegance may really not be suitable for me."

Answering like this, Rang Feng was slightly stunned, pondered for a moment, nodded as if he didn't understand, and then walked in front of the still living Sword Xuange disciple.

"I don't bother to investigate the cause of this incident, I really can't complain about others for ending up like this, I also know the rules in your door, I'll spare your life today, after all, you are just acting on orders"

The indifferent voice was accompanied by a cold momentum but it was a little terrifying, recalling the scarlet sword like a mad demon before, this disciple's face was shocked, and it was difficult to react for a while.

Bu Feng shook his head, looking at Shen Fusheng, who was in a coma and thunderous all over his body, "Just let him go?"

"Hmm" Yang Xuan played with the ancient seal that had shrunk into the size of a palm without the blessing of True Yuan, "We are not extremely vicious, even if we teach a lesson, we can't make more murders"

"It's just a pity that it's a ...... to blow snow" Yang Xuan's gaze fell on the broken sword held in his right hand, "Although it is a dark iron weapon, it is still inferior to the spirit treasure."

"By the way, then Hou Lei's Sumeru ring ......"

Bu Feng's right hand was raised, and he shook his palm, "Go back and talk about it, recuperate for a while, our injuries are not light, and we will solve them later."

Yang Xuan nodded when he heard this, took out the wooden whistle and blew it, the strange whistle sounded through, as if there was a strange penetrating power, not very harsh, but it could be transmitted far away.

"Huh" There was a clear cry in the sky, the giant falcon arrived, the dust flew between the huge wings, the wind howled, the two of them got on the back of the falcon, turned into a little black shadow in a few breaths, and then disappeared into the distance.

Within the battlefield, I don't know how long it took, the silk golden thunder around Shen Fusheng's body dissipated inch by inch, and the silver true yuan in the dantian finally lifted the suppressive force and reactivated.

Under the stimulation of Zhenyuan, Shen Fusheng woke up faintly, and most of the bruises on his face disappeared, but traces could still be seen.

"Ahem, cough ......" mottled blood accompanied by coughing and wheezing surged to the corners of his mouth, his eyes swept over the audience, his face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

"Two bastards, I Shen Fusheng can't spare you, Chongwumen? I want you to participate in the flood trial in half a year, the humiliation you suffered today...... On that day, I will make you find nothing......!

A cry full of hatred surrounded the top of the nameless green mountain, and the sudden angry shout frightened the disciple, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared, as if he had come back to his senses in an instant.

His eyes followed the sound, and his mouth opened wide in surprise, and fear and uneasiness flashed from the depths of his eyes, and there was no movement for a long time.

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Chongwumen Hall of Merit

It is still the crowded, the appearance of the courtyard, a gang of people standing in front of the task wooden card in the hall, from time to time to discuss the difficulty, and then from this to dabble in the ancient and modern, chatting happily, the big hall of merit for a while, extremely lively.

"So, the mission of the Ghostface Slayer was taken over?"

"But it's not, it's been five days, and it seems that eighty percent of them are more auspicious......"

"Alas, I just don't know which unlucky ghost touched the brow of the evil star"

"If you want me to say, I really should have let the core disciples of the True Transmission of the Knowing Tibetan Realm go out and kill something, how many of my heavy martial arts colleagues have been killed here and outside."

"Well, that makes sense......"

In the inner hall, the young man who was in charge of the task issuance was holding a wooden card in his hand, as if he was a little anxious, but he was still quietly waiting for the instructions of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"You said that this task was previously taken over by two mid-stage and early-stage Mortal Realm kids?"

"Yes, Deacon Zhang, I picked it up five days ago, and now I ......" The young man paused when he said this, as if he wanted to say it but couldn't say it, his expression was a little strange, "There has been no news from the summons sent to the two of them, I'm afraid ......"

The middle-aged man called Deacon Zhang's face changed slightly, "Hmph, this ghost-faced man is really arrogant, I'm afraid there is some chance, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kill my Chongwu Sect disciple several times, and it is said that he also injured Cao Li?"

The young man nodded slightly, his face a little solemn.

"Forget it, I'll report this matter to the elders, there's no need to hang up the task card, these imps outside the door are not opponents at all, find a time for you to explain"

The young man bowed and walked out of the inner sanctum.

"What are those two blind boys who have taken on this task?" the middle-aged man whispered to himself, and with a gesture of his hand, the file record placed on the table floated to his hand.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and the two names on the file surprised him, and even a little panicked, "It's them?

As soon as he thought of this, Deacon Zhang's face became solemn, and he flashed out of the inner hall and rushed straight towards the door master's residence, he wanted to report the news to the door master, if something really happened, it would be good for someone with advanced cultivation to go and remedy it.

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"Boom" was another sharp birdsong, resounding in front of the Chongwu Mountain Gate, and the huge figure of the giant falcon landed in the courtyard halfway up the mountain.

As if to see the birdkeeper, the falcon seemed to be extremely happy, and from time to time it chirped its neck, and its tall head hung down, rubbing its hands, and enjoying it very much.

"Welcome to the two Hui Sects" The poultry keeper smiled and said respectfully to the two people in front of him.

"Brother is polite, according to your age, you are our elder, so it is a torture for us"

"Hehe, where are the elders, those who cultivate one way are the first, I am just a little innate realm martial artist, you can stand this honorific......"

Yang Xuan also smiled in return, and bowed his hand, "Brother is serious, this trip is quite dangerous, and we still have some things, so we won't delay you anymore."

"Uh-huh, don't worry about me, you guys are busy with your business"

After that, Yang Xuan nodded lightly, beckoned to the step seal beside him, and the two of them walked towards the door, the task of the Ghost Face Man Slaughter was very rewarding, and after so many days, there has been no news, how can it be the right thing to let the friends and seniors in the door know the situation of the others.

Walking in the Zongmen Square, there were some monks who were in a hurry along the way, and the appearance of Yang Xuan and the others did not attract much attention, after all, compared to the entire cultivator base of the Chongwu Sect, only a small number of people knew their identity and strength.

In the Hall of Merit, there is still a lot of noise and noise, big guy, you say a word to me, chatting enthusiastically, a few people who have made up their minds to pay attention, slowly stepped forward to take the task on the stereotyped wooden card, and then entered the inner hall to flip through the file.

"Senior brother, let's hand in the task"

The disciple who posted the task in front of the table did not even raise his head, and said in a mechanical tone, "Present the wooden card, hand over the token, and then wait for a while......

Hearing this, Yang Xuan took out the sign indicating the task from the Sumeru ring, as well as the two dark iron hand axes of the ghost-faced man Tu Pound, and presented them on the table, waiting quietly.

The disciple took the wooden plaque, and at a glance he was suddenly stunned, there were four big characters clearly written on it, as a disciple on duty who had been stationed in the Hall of Merit for a long time, no one could know the horror of these four words better than them.

"This ...... Is this a task you're going to give?

Yang Xuan shook his head, "No, we're done, this is a token" Pointing to the two bloody hand axes on the table, the pupils of the disciple on duty contracted for a while, and his expression couldn't stop being horrified, and he looked at the two people in front of him in amazement.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and the entire Hall of Merit fell into an eerie silent atmosphere, and after a while, it instantly erupted into a far louder discussion than before.

"Oh my God, I'm not mistaken, that's the weapon of the Ghostface Slayer?"

"The mission was accomplished? Did they kill the Evil Star?"

"It's too violent, that's a ruthless character who even returned to Senior Brother Cao Li in the late stage of metamorphosis, could it be that these two are senior brothers in the realm of knowing Tibet?"

"You think too much, they are all cultivators of the Mortal Realm, look at the breath about the middle stage."

"Oh, it turned out that it wasn't Zhizang......" The man sighed slightly when he heard this, as if he was a little disappointed, "What?

After a short silence, he broke out again into a frenzied roar, unbelievable, this was more shocking than the senior brother of the Tibetan realm who shot to kill Pang De, I thought that at the beginning, even the senior brother Cao Li in the late stage of the metamorphosis was a failure, but I didn't expect that now two disciples who are far inferior to the cultivation realm can do it.

Bu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was a little impatient, "It takes so long to check?"

"Oh, no, no" The disciple on duty relieved himself and replied repeatedly, his tone unconsciously carrying a slightly frightened respect, "This senior brother waits for a while, the reward for the ghost-faced man slaughter task is personally distributed by the deacon of the Hall of Merit"

After saying this, he motioned for the person next to him to enter the room to report, and he stood up and smiled with a smile...... This one, it was the recklessness of the junior brother before, and he collided with the two senior brothers, that one...... Don't take it personally."

"This brother is polite, it's not that we are too arrogant, this task is really difficult, and the injury is not light, and I hope that Brother Tai can ask the deacon as soon as possible and deal with it as soon as possible."

"This is nature," the disciple on duty smiled, and hurriedly said to the person beside him, "Hurry up, you...... Forget it, I'll go myself, that ...... Wait a minute, junior brother, I'll come when I go."