"Yang Xuan?" Zhang Tianhua frowned, carefully analyzed the transmission in the contact jade slip, his face became full of playfulness, his eyes turned around, and he looked at Mo You, who looked sluggish, as if he had lost his soul. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Licking his lips weirdly, this action aroused the lewd and evil laughter of more than a dozen disciples beside him.

"You, you are brutes...... It's a brute......" Mo You's voice was very small, as if he was muttering to himself, his eyes stared at the grass beside him, his eyes were filled with strong hatred, a trace of unbearability, and even a trace of despair.

Zhang Tianhua looked at him with a playful expression, and actually hummed with satisfaction.

Suddenly, as he stopped snorting, the hatred in Mo You's eyes became stronger and stronger, faintly revealing a blood-colored glow, like a fierce demon beast that chose people to devour, flew up with teeth and claws, and roared resentfully in his mouth:

"Bastard, Lao Tzu killed you, killed you......"

Zhang Tianhua's face turned cold, and he even disdained to use his weapon, and flew up with a kick, hitting him in the chest, only to hear a crisp sound of bone cracking, Mo You spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew back to its original position, and his body even plowed a long ravine on the ground.

As far as the eye could see, I saw a young girl lying on the ground uncovered, covered in bruises and bloodstains, and her originally smart big eyes were now filled with a touch of dead ash, and the lower and lower bodies were dirty and filthy, who else was there besides Mo Li?

Seeing more than a dozen monks, including him Zhang Tianhua, all looked refreshed, it was not difficult to imagine what a tragic and inhumane thing had happened.

"I'm going to, I'm going to kill you...... You are, beasts, bastards...... Bastard...... Li'er, Li'er...... Brother, I'm sorry for you......"

Mo You completely ignored the aggravated injuries on his body, and the whole person lay on the ground and cried, he saw with his own eyes how humiliated his sister had suffered at the hands of this group of beasts.

I still remember that Mo Li cried, his voice was hoarse, because he struggled to get countless more scars from his body, and finally, he looked at the sky in a daze, and the whole person seemed to be a walking corpse without three souls and seven spirits.

The hoarse cry, like a heavy hammer, hit Mo You's heart hard, very painful, very painful, at that moment, Mo You couldn't wait to kill all the people present, dismantle eight pieces, chop into meat puree, and feed to the wild dogs in the mountains, hungry wolves.

But he couldn't, his weak cultivation made him only watch, this was enough to make people feel like a scene happened in front of his eyes, he didn't have any way, that kind of powerlessness, since the beginning of his cultivation, there had never been a moment, so stimulating his fragile heart at the age of sixteen.

"Have you had enough?"

"Haha, Senior Brother Tianhua, the brothers can't be cool."

"Hehe, it's time to get down to business when you've had enough" said, his sight suddenly changed, becoming extremely gloomy, and the fellow disciple beside him comprehended, stepped forward, looked at Mo Li, who was shaped like a puppet on the grass, smacked his lips with a little pity, and shook his head.

Then, under Mo You's hateful gaze, the disciple's big knife slashed, and there was an extra red blood mark on the field in an instant, Mo You was not crying, he knew that now this fate was the best for his sister.

Even at the moment when the long knife fell, Mo You saw that there was a hint of relief in Mo Li's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, he killed the girl who had already lost most of her life, and the disciple stepped forward slowly, walking towards Mo You with a sneer on his face, and the blood that was still hot was dripping from the blade of the big knife, and a bright red and dazzling trajectory flowed on the grass along the blade.

"Slow"

Zhang Tianhua suddenly spoke, his brows furrowed slightly and he thought for a moment, as if he had some new ideas, "Don't kill him yet, it can still be of some use......"

As he spoke, he slowly walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, raised his head extremely violently, and said word by word, "The person you tried so hard to protect, and even my own sister was unwilling to say it by me, is it called Yang Xuan?"

When Mo You heard these two words, his pupils instantly retracted, and even though he recovered very quickly, the change in that moment was still in Zhang Tianhua's eyes.

With a contemptuous smile and a vigorous flick, he shook Mo You off, Zhang Tianhua straightened up, "He can save the three of you in the hands of Wang Hu and Liu Dong, he must also be a hypocrite, hehe, you say, if you use this little waste as bait, will that idiot named Yang Xuan take the bait......"

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they nodded yes.

"I really want to see what kind of face he will be when the time comes, and he will not dare to make a move if he is afraid, and finally be ravaged to death by us......?"

"Bang" Just when Zhang Tianhua was laughing wildly, the disciple of the Badaomen beside Mo You flew up again and kicked Mo You to the ground, this kick seemed to be extremely heavy, causing Mo You to cough violently and hum in pain.

"This idiot wants to kill himself...... the man explained when he saw Zhang Tianhua's slightly inquiring gaze.

"Suicide?hehe......" Zhang Tianhua walked slowly in front of Mo You, the true yuan in his palm surged, and a palm imprint in his dantian was heard in the air, only to hear a faint sound of shattering, followed by Mo You's painful wail......

"Waste-like person, you are not qualified to commit suicide now...... Seal his whole body, I don't want to make any mistakes at this juncture, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes!"

More than ten monks trembled a little between their words, as if they were particularly afraid, Zhang Tianhua's ruthlessness, the entire Badaomen knew that he was a waste of cultivation when he raised his hand, and even raped his sister in front of his own brother, these are nothing.

But now that I have experienced it, I really have a clear understanding of the ruthlessness of others.

"Let's go, what kind of character is Yang Xuan, who has seen and made Song Tao deflated, hehe......" There was an inexplicable chuckle in his mouth, Zhang Tianhua's footsteps moved, and his figure swept forward, extremely light, and he didn't even stir up a trace of wind.

The rest of the people shuddered involuntarily, glanced at each other, and took Mo Youti, who was already unable to move at all, and even the pain in the dantian made him faint, in his hand, followed closely behind, and left here.

In the bloody field, only two headless corpses remained, and even one of them experienced almost the most inhumane torture in the world before he died.

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Yang Xuan's body was rapidly walking through the dense forest, and the flourishing trees hindered his speed, but fortunately, Yang Xuan's goal was achieved, although the style and methods of the Badaomen were not favored by him, or a little disgusted, but Yang Xuan was not a murderous demon, his initial purpose was just to make trouble.

Thinking that he had intervened this foot, with the ability of the Frost Flame Spirit Fox, he would not let himself fall into danger for the second time.

"Damn, this kid is so weird and erratic, he can't catch up"

"Grass, chase Lao Tzu with his life, I have dominated the knife gate in this dense forest for hundreds of years, and I am familiar with the terrain and terrain, and he can't catch up with you and me."

As soon as the words fell, a group of Dao Sect monks worked hard and ran wildly, and even in order to catch up with Yang Xuan, the smaller trees they encountered along the way were directly broken by their particularly brutal force, and the big knife waved, stirring up a fierce knife aura, clearing the road ahead, and their eyes were always involved in Yang Xuan, whose figure was constantly flashing in front of him.

Suddenly, a faint golden glow shone up, and Yang Xuan, who had been hanging not far in front of everyone, disappeared in an instant.

"Huh, what about people?"

"Damn, let him run away"

Song Tao's face was pale, and the sword marks on his chest had already healed, but a touch of bright red on his chest was always hanging there, suggesting that he had capsized in the gutter and was injured by a waste he particularly despised.

This made him angry, but the bastard he wanted to dismantle it suddenly disappeared from everyone, "a waste ...... a little ability"

There was a hint of clarity in his voice, "Since he is already like this, he must have been sure to escape from our pursuit" Song Tao stood quietly in place, his expression was indescribably ruthless, after this battle, he let go of the Frost Flame Spirit Fox, not to mention, he was even tricked by a little-known waste, and he lost his wife and soldiers.

"Senior Brother Song Tao, what should we do?"

"What should I do......" Song Tao took a deep breath, as if he was calming the anger surging in his heart, and then said coldly, "Notify the sect to send reinforcements to search for Linghu, I will go to search for Yang Xuan, and I can't let any of them go, otherwise it will be a big disaster for me to dominate the Daomen."

"Yes" The man responded, with a lingering look of worry between his eyebrows, and took out a jade slip between his hands, as if he had passed on some news.

At this time, Song Tao's abrupt brows furrowed, and his heart seemed to have a sense, and he also took out the jade slip from the Sumeru ring, and the perception probed into it, and his expression eased for no reason, and the coldness in his expression disappeared a lot in an instant, and there was an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, Zhang Tianhua, well done...... the hideous color in his eyes flashed, and he looked a little unclear.

The monks of the Badaomen beside him all stood in place, looking at them incessantly, but at this moment, there was no movement, the man in front of him was their leader, and he was also a ruthless character, in this case, he Song Tao did not speak, how could this group of disciples who were far inferior to him in strength and status dare to move?

"A team of five searches and delivers the word at the same time"

"Uh...... What news ......"

"Hehe" Song Tao sneered, raised his hand suddenly, and put the iron-backed big ring knife behind him, his voice was extremely indifferent, and he told all the sound transmission information obtained from the jade slip.

Others frowned when they heard this, and a trace of shock and panic suddenly flashed in their hearts, that Zhang Tianhua is also a moody master, compared with the Song Tao in front of him, regardless of his strength, he really can't tell which is higher and which is lower.

After all, in terms of means alone, both are ruthless, and they are frighteningly ruthless.

"It's interesting, let's see if that little beast is as Zhang Tianhua guessed, if it is, it will undoubtedly save us a lot of effort......"

Song Tao muttered to himself, without hiding his hatred for Yang Xuan in his words, "In addition, if you intensify the search for the Frost Flame Demon Fox, outsiders already have a way to deal with it, but this master can't make a mistake."

"Yes" Dozens of disciples behind him shouted in unison, and the momentum was monstrous.

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded in the field, and the voices stopped, and everyone looked back, only to see a man with a gloomy face leaning on a thick ancient tree, unscrupulously looking at the extremely messy way of destruction.

"Tut-tut, let him run?"

"Don't talk about the cool words, what about the person?"

Zhang Tianhua shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and with a gesture of his hand, a rather sturdy man behind him stepped forward, shook his hand, and threw Mo You, who had already fainted, to the ground, the strong impact still failed to make him wake up, and his nose seemed to be unconscious with a muffled snort, and it fell silent again.