"You are a devil!How can the Sword Sect have a disciple like you?" The thugs of the Xiao family, as if they had seen a ghost, wished that their parents would give birth to eight legs for themselves, and the farther away from this evil star, the better. Who would have thought that a disciple who was unsatisfactory in their opinion in the Sword Sect would be so powerful and kill people without blinking!

Han Zaixin is not very old, why is he so ruthless? Han Zaixin didn't notice all this, in fact, he has now been subtly affected by the reincarnation of the memory journey he experienced in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again and again.

Originally, he was just a sixteen-year-old boy, even if he practiced the sword technique of the Sword Sect, coupled with the experience when he was young, he was at most slightly more mature than his peers, but in the void space in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he entered the world of those unjust souls again and again, or watched coldly, or couldn't help sinking, and experienced countless lives again and again, and experienced birth, old age, sickness and death again and again. Although his consciousness has maintained his own independent consciousness, he can't help but be underestimated by one of the experiences again and again.

At this time, in his world, only what he cares about will be cherished by him. So killing these people did not have the slightest psychological burden for Han Zaixin, in his eyes, the life and death of these people did not compare to whether his younger brother would be frightened by this blood. So he blocked Han Zaiyun's sight with his body, and decided to deal with these people quickly, and it was no longer so bloody.

With a decision in his heart, Han Zaixin's eyes became cold, like a sword unsheathed in the cold winter, and like the starlight projected by the seven killing stars in the sky, a pair of eyes, flashed a faint and undetectable multicolored chaotic brilliance, and then, with all his strength, the true yuan in his body began to operate according to a mysterious trajectory, under his control, constantly rotating, like a rotating drill.

The true yuan that was constantly swimming in the veins and veins was condensed into a life-threatening needle at this time, and then drilled out of the countless subtle meridians, gathering towards the ten fingers of his hands, he stood in place, looking at a group of people who were running farther and farther, these people were very smart and scattered in all directions, because they realized that there was only one person who killed people without blinking, so it was definitely wisest to run separately, because he could only choose one or two of them to chase, as long as he was not unlucky, he might be able to save his life!

But no one thought that Han Zaixin's manipulation of his own true yuan could be described as nuanced, and a little bit of true yuan was so wonderful under your manipulation. The true essence of the roots is formed, condensed like a fine needle of substance. At this time, although he was standing in place, the true element that was constantly rotating and like a thorn was condensed and prepared at his fingertips.

"Huh...... Good intentions, but it is useless, in front of me, do you think you can escape? Since you want to find trouble with our family, then please die!" The corners of Han Zaixin's mouth pulled out a slight slope, there was no emotion in his eyes, only a piece of indifference, at this moment, it was like an indifferent personality without emotion was manipulating his body, and he did not hesitate to shoot out the True Yuan needle on his fingertips.

"Xiu ......" Zhenyuan thin needles cut through the air, making a sharp sound, like the kind of sound that makes people's hairs stand on end when scraping the blackboard with their fingernails, and then directly caught up with the people who were fleeing from behind with lightning speed, Zhenyuan thin needles were as thin as cow hairs, but they had extremely penetrating power, and drilled directly into the back of their heads.

Then it peeked through their foreheads, silently passed through the brains of these people, and this moment it was like a breeze blowing, and those thugs who were running fast and fast, did not feel the slightest strangeness. Then I directly felt a blur of consciousness, and the steps of rushing forward were still subconsciously stepping, but I lost all my breath, and fell to the ground with a puff forward.

"Okay, this little trouble has been solved, and it's time to meet the driving force behind this......! Do you really think I'm muddy? Entrenched in the Hundred Years Old Mountain for so long, I have obviously become accustomed to the second child of the earth, and your Xiao family is the third! This world is very big!" Han Zaixin watched coldly as these people kept falling down, without a trace of change in their expressions, and there was even a trace of undetectable excitement in their eyes!

Han Zaixin himself was unaware of all this, he just felt that all this was his own doing, only by doing so, could he have access to his inner thoughts, and as a monk's inner understanding, he could not be trapped by the distracting thoughts in his heart, and he could go further, so Han Zaixin didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all! But from the standpoint of many people, what Han Zaixin is doing now is beyond the bottom line of the righteous path, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, such a reckless killing will definitely be criticized.

But Baisui Mountain is a rural area, and there are not many people who pay attention to it here, or there is no one at all, which will make the descendants of the Xiao family so unscrupulous, so no one noticed what Han Zaixin did, only the dim red star in Han Zaixin's sea of consciousness lit up slightly, but there was no sound.

"Okay, let's go home!" Han Zaixin saw that all the people who had escaped had fallen to the ground, and after showing his senses and making sure that there was no one alive, he pulled Han Zaiyun up and walked towards home. Han Zaiyun's big eyes looked at his brother with admiration, from the initial dislike of this brother who snatched his chicken legs, to the current worship, the little guy has seen it many times, his brother seems to be omnipotent, no matter how impossible it seems to him, it is like reaching out to catch a fish swimming in the water, or climbing a smooth tree trunk to dig a bird's nest, these things are simply easy for his brother.

So now at home, this little guy has become Han Zaixin's follower, and even more clinging to his brother than his parents, hoping that he can also go up to the tree to dig a bird's nest with one body, and go down to the river to catch fish with a probe.

When the two brothers returned home, Han Zaixin left the little guy in the yard, but he turned around and walked in the direction of the Xiao family. The figure is tall, and a coarse cloth shirt can't hide the more and more majestic momentum on his body. This time he was looking for revenge, so when he walked out of his yard, the energy of his whole body was activated by him, and the whole person was restored to its best state! Like a blood-stained divine sword out of its sheath, at this moment, he wanted to use the enemy's blood to satisfy the bloodthirsty sword!

"Battle...... What is there to be afraid of! A boy was born between heaven and earth, how can he be afraid! Little Xiao family, what is there to fear!" Han Zaixin was carrying a long sword behind him, and on the hilt of the sword, a green tassel of the lake swept slightly on his shoulder.

"Master, it's not a good thing!" An old man dressed as a domestic servant was running rapidly in the manor of the Xiao family, panting but not daring to stop, shouting loudly while running.

"Noisy, what kind of system?" A majestic voice came out from a palatial house in the Xiao family's manor, and a middle-aged man with tiger-eyed eyes was sitting in the center of this room, and behind him was a vast picture scroll, drawing a map of the terrain of this hundred-year-old mountain within a radius of a hundred miles!

"Master, woe to you! Then the Han family killed all the people we sent!" The old servant came to the front of the big room panting and sweating profusely, panting loudly, but he still quickly understood everything.

"What? Then the Han family child actually dared to make a move, didn't he know that those people were sent by our Xiao family?" The middle-aged man was furious, and suddenly jumped up from the chair, and slapped his palms on the armrests of the Taishi chair that he was sitting on in front of him, and suddenly the armrests of the Taishi chair made of solid wood were directly smashed and shattered into a puddle of powder! This palm is powerful and incomparably strong! If it is slapped on a person, it will definitely beat a living person to death and slap it into flesh.

The villain was far away, but that kid finally insulted the Xiao family, but the little one heard it very clearly!" The old man's face could not hide a kind of anger, and even a deep hatred and hatred, which made the middle-aged man suddenly feel that this old servant was so loyal!

But what he didn't expect was that this old servant, who seemed extremely loyal in his eyes, definitely did not feel hatred because the other party scolded the Xiao family angrily, but because that person cut his son in half at once with incomparably blood, and that bloody scene made him completely crazy in his eyes!

At this point, no one knows, that big man is not his nephew, but the son born to him and his sister-in-law, this secret he has been keeping, even the big man himself doesn't know, all these years he has been in the Xiao family to do everything for this big man, so that he has become a thug trained by the family step by step, just to one day take charge of the Xiao family's power in the dark! That position is definitely not inferior to the position of the elders of the Xiao family!

For the sake of his son, he didn't know how much effort he had spent over the years, planning and planning step by step, and he did not hesitate to give gifts to the leaders of the Xiao family's secret power in a low voice. As the chief steward of the Xiao family, his status is similar to that person, and he will definitely not be inferior to him!

Now everything is ruined, there is no more! His own son is dead, he has only one son, and now all hope is gone! So the flame of hatred in the old man's heart burns extremely fiercely, as long as that kid is killed, he can do anything!

"The inner disciple of the Sword Sect, Han Zaixin, is here to visit the Xiao clan!