Scarface stood in the wind, rock-solid, bowing his head and silent.

The calm between his brows was still calm, calm but incomprehensible. The long sword behind his back had been completely unsheathed, but instead of hovering in the air as Xu Chen imagined, showing off wantonly, but quietly hovering above the top of Scarface's head, naturally drooping, and from time to time emitting a piercing buzzing sound, as if waiting for the final verdict to determine the life and death of those men in black.

The night is dark, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

The leaves swirling in the air add a touch of hazy and ghostly to tonight's scenery.

No one knows what will happen next, or whose corpses will be left on the ground at the edge of the jungle when the sun rises tomorrow.

Suddenly, I saw Scarface reach out again and touch the scar on his left cheek, and then suddenly raised his head and stared at Captain Zhu not far away, his eyes were as bright as the blue moon, and the killing intent gushed out.

Captain Zhu's body was stunned, and the chill in his heart spread throughout his body, it was not that he had never seen the vision of the cultivator before he made a move, but it was certain that he had never seen such murderous eyes before.

Just when Captain Zhu hesitated, the long sword on Scarface's head moved, but Captain Zhu didn't know where the long sword went, because as soon as he found the long sword flashing, he lost consciousness and lost consciousness permanently.

All the black-clothed people together with Captain Zhu still stood silently in place, and at that moment, they seemed to be mummies wrapped in thousands of entanglements, motionless, and even the ups and downs on their chests were gone.

It's just that a thin line of blood appeared in the throat of each of them, and after a while, the blood line cracked, and the blood mist gradually opened and burst like flowers competing to bloom in spring.

Xu Chen, who was hiding at the door of the inn, naturally saw everything just now, and at that moment, he saw that the long sword seemed to understand the master's mind, flying with the wind around Scarface's body in a full circle, and with an unpredictable speed, it accurately slashed through the neck of each black-clothed person.

What he didn't see, however, was the sudden smile on the face of an old man deep in the jungle, nor did he hear a word "good" whispered by a scholar.

The long sword, which should have been withdrawn from the scabbard behind Scarface's back, was still in the air for some reason, shaking and shaking, like a leaf falling into a pond, fluttering up and down with the ripples on the surface of the water.

At this time, Scarface's face was extremely ugly, as if he was struggling with some kind of restraint, but he couldn't get rid of it.

"Haha!"

A burst of laughter came from the depths of the jungle, cold and wanton squandering smugness.

"!"

Xu Chen, who was hiding in the inn, cursed softly, what he cursed was naturally Scarface, he wanted to take advantage of the gap between those people's fights to take Lao Wang and leave quietly, but he didn't expect Scarface's cultivation to be so high, he actually killed all the people in black in an instant, not to mention wanting to escape, he didn't even give time to stand up.

Now that the two people in the depths of the jungle are afraid to appear again, Xu Chen glanced back at Lao Wang helplessly, and said softly: "It seems that we have to stay for a while, it's too dangerous to go out now!"

Such a strange world was naturally unseen for Lao Wang, so he could only nod obediently.

As Xu Chen expected, a moment later, in the gloomy dense forest, two emaciated figures slowly walked out.

Walking in front of him was a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, with a very comfortable and calm face, and behind him was an old man who was almost ancient.

Unlike the scholar, the old man's hands were with mysterious and strange handprints on his chest, and his face had an expression of struggle like Scarface's, which made people feel uncomfortable to look at.

"Haha! Xie Chongguang, you're just like that!"

The scholar walked up to Scarface and said sarcastically, with a look of disdain on his face. The wide green shirt on his body kept shaking with the evening breeze, as if he was provoking the scarred face in front of him.

Scarface's face was solemn, perhaps because of nervousness or excitement, and the scar on his face slowly turned red, like a crawling caterpillar as his face twitched.

"Hmph! You know me, you think you've been preparing for a long time?"

Scarface struggled to make himself look less struggling than he had before, but everyone present knew that he was still trying to control the sword in the air not far away.

The scholar turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and said softly: "If you hold on for a while, I will kill him with a few words with him!"

The old man gritted his teeth and nodded hard, but he kept scolding the scholar in his heart, if he could do it at will, he would definitely beat the scholar violently, but he really wanted to fight with the scholar, I'm afraid he was really not an opponent, not to mention that he had to keep controlling the long sword that belonged to Scarface at this time, how could he have the energy to talk to the scholar.

The scholar turned his head to look at Scarface and said, "Xie Chongguang, of course I know you, the personal guard of Pingxi General An Boyuan, the proud disciple of Zhao Guoyu Xuanmen, and the great cultivator in the middle of the Five Realms, how can I not know such an awesome character?"

The scholar probably intended to humiliate, and after a moment of silence, he sighed again: "It's a pity, you will become a corpse later, and in a few days you will be a pile of rotten meat, and no one will know your existence from now on, you are just a memory, a symbol." Do you think it's a pity for yourself?"

Scarface laughed, but it was extremely unnatural, and replied in a harmonious voice: "I'm just a guard, and it's rare for anyone in the army to call me by my name, it's already a code name, even if I might die today, what's the pity? Besides, who said I would definitely die today?"

As he spoke, he turned his eyes at the old man beside Bai Shusheng, smiled and said, "Do you think that you can kill me if you find a soul controller?"

Hearing Scarface say this, the scholar was unconsciously stunned for a moment, but after a while, he laughed again, pointed to the old man next to him and said: "Your current aura is controlled by this old man, don't forget, although for me the spirit controller is also extremely useless, the knife can't be raised, but within the same realm, the spirit controller is almost invincible, although they can't kill people while controlling the spirit, but the other party has absolutely no way to kill him, feel it, isn't your body also stiffened?" With the slowness of your movements now, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat me even if I tie my own hands. ”

"Humph!"

Scarface snorted coldly, shook his head, and said, "There's no point in talking about this, if you want to kill me, then do it! If you want to talk to me for a while, just tell me who sent you, and let me die." ”

"Haha!"

The scholar seems to be particularly fond of laughing to show his pride, as if he is sorry for what he has done if he doesn't laugh a few times.

He raised his hand slightly, pointed to the carriage behind Scarface, and explained, "What an elm head! Oh, I'm sorry, I insulted elm." He deliberately hid his face and said pretentiously: "Of course it's the emperor! He has forty percent of the country's soldiers and horses in his hands, but he has seventy percent of the country's combat effectiveness, and the emperor is naturally very worried, so he must be eradicated, so he will be cut on his baby daughter first!"

"Haha!"

At this time, it was Scarface's turn to laugh wildly, "Elm head, even if it is an elm head, I will not believe your words, even if the emperor is an elm head, he will not send you to do such a thing! I can't lie, I really don't know how General Simon sent you with such a good thing." ”

The scholar's face suddenly froze, surprise and panic appeared on his face, his jaw bulged slightly, and he asked coldly: "You, how did you guess, didn't Anbo know about this a long time ago?"

Scarface looked at him with disdain, and said impatiently: "It's really stupid, my eldest lady lives in the capital Boyan all the year round, if the emperor wants to do such a thing, I'm afraid it won't be so complicated, besides, he won't send you such an unknown person, since he has decided to tear his face and send a big master at will, I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you at this time!"

When the scholar heard that Scarface was insulting him, he couldn't help but show anger and hatred: "Then how do you know that General Simon sent me?"

"Haha!"

Scarface stiffly raised his left hand and touched the scar on his face, "You still don't understand when you hear this, what a stupid bird, I have many generals in Chaoyang Kingdom, but there are only seven generals, among these seven, isn't it Ximen Wang who can barely compare with my family's marshal? If something happens to my marshal, Ximen Wang will naturally become the boss in Chaoyang**, this time he wants to kill or tie up my eldest lady, doesn't he just want to stir up trouble between the emperor and my marshal?" No matter who wins, he Ximen Wang will take advantage of the fisherman, but who can't see such a small skill of carving insects?"

After hearing this, the scholar smiled, took out a wooden card from his waist, raised his hand to show Scarface, and said, "How is it! This is the waist card of the Ouchi guard, if I kill you and hang it on the body of that Zhu Duwei, what do you say An Boyuan will think, haha." ”

"You ......"

Scarface's left hand clenched unconsciously, and he glared angrily: "Then you have to be able to kill me too!"

The scholar no longer paid attention to Scarface, put away the waist card, walked to the carriage behind Scarface with relaxed steps, and said playfully as he walked: "How about Miss Anjia, you are quite patient, just listen to our chat, and don't squeak!"

Hearing that there was no reaction in the carriage, the scholar smiled again and said, "What, are you still playing the temper of the eldest lady now?" I'm afraid you won't have a chance to say anything later." ”

Maybe on the ordinary person, at this time, he may guess whether there is someone in the carriage, but he is confident that he is a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, and his spiritual sense has already been investigated, and there are naturally people in the carriage, so he can listen so calmly.

As he spoke, the scholar had come to the front of the carriage, and he stretched out his right hand, twisted the corner of the curtain, and gently lifted a gap.

However, just as his gaze fell on the carriage, it was immediately killed.

There was only one man in black in the carriage, and it was just a headless corpse.