Although Lin Xuan's words were casual and had no killing intent, no one would doubt whether he had such an ability or method.
Ever since the soul-chasing and life-taking sword had appeared, it had used the eighteen sects of the underworld as sacrifices to the sword. It had slaughtered thousands of people and killed hundreds of experts.
Tonight, he had killed many experts of the black and white paths.
Such a ruthless person
Slaughtering a sect was as simple as eating and drinking.
The experts hiding in the darkness shuddered. They only felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and the cold air went from their feet to their heads.
Although the rainy night was cold and the night wind was cold, it was not as cold as this terrifying chill that spread throughout his body from the inside out.
There were also many experts who were shocked by this voice transmission technique.
"Wasn't he already severely injured? How could he still have such dense zhenqi?”
"His aura is thick and his zhenqi is endless. Is he injured?”
"Forget it, forget it. I don't want the reward. Let's go. We can't provoke this fierce god.”
"Even that old demon, Smelting Flame Cloud, died without a complete corpse. Who else can kill him?”
"I don't dare to get involved in this muddy water early. Whoever is willing to stay, please do as you wish.”
The experts turned around and left.
He didn't dare to stay in this dangerous place.
Although money was good, one had to be alive to spend it.
At the other end of the long street, in an inn, the candlelight was flickering, and the wind was blowing against the door and windows.
There were only three people in the inn, sitting around a wooden table.
There was a pot of hot tea and three cups on the table.
A middle-aged man, an old man, and an old woman.
"What do the two of you think?"
The middle-aged man had a mustache on the corner of his mouth. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and carrying a bag on his back.
With a solemn expression, he looked at the two old men and said,"Are we still doing this business?”
The old man and the old woman looked at each other and did not speak.
" Judging from the internal energy in the voice transmission, although he's injured, his breathing is long and his internal energy is dense. I'm afraid he's already reached the Grandmaster Realm."”
"Elder Jin, Elder Yin, say something.”
These three men were all well-known underworld assassins in the martial world. The middle-aged man was called Shangguan Yundun.
The two old men were the Gold Silver Brothers.
They were hired by the three families to take Lin Xuan's head.
Elder Jin shook his head and said hoarsely,""I'm afraid we can't do this business. We know how powerful that Refining Flame Cloud is. Before he retired, he was a famous devil in the pugilistic world, but now he's been killed by the Soul Chasing Sword.
If we go, I'm afraid it won't be good for us either.”
"Then how do we explain this to the three great clans?”
Shangguan Yundun asked.
"It's nothing more than returning the money to them.”
"If they're not satisfied, we'll refund them double the money," Elder Silver said.
No matter how much money he had, he had to be alive to spend it.”
"But will this affect our reputation in the future?”
Shangguan Yundun asked.
"Hmph, if you don't say it, and we don't say it, who will know?”
"The three great clans have provoked such a fierce god. They can't even protect themselves. Do they still dare to make things difficult for us?" Elder Jin said.”
"Yes."
Elder Silver nodded.
"Then I'll take my leave. I'll look for you two again if I have business in the future.”
Shangguan Yundun stood up and cupped his fists. Then, he stepped into the wind and rain without hesitation.
"Let's go too."
The Gold Silver Brothers also left the inn.
The rainy night was long and the cold air was thick.
Changjie Inn
Blood was boiling.
In the hall, a figure sat upright with his eyes closed. The copper furnace was burning with a blazing charcoal fire, and the heat was surging.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
"Rumble! Rumble!"
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Cold wind poured in, dispersing the smell of blood in the hall.
in a trance
After midnight
Dark clouds covered the sky and the moon was dark. The rain was still falling and the candles in the hall were swaying in the wind.
Time passed by.
It became even quieter.
More and more people left the street.
they were scared
Fear in my heart
However, there were still people who were unwilling to give up and were still waiting.
The lobby was quiet.
Lin Xuan seemed to be dozing off, and he could even hear stable breathing.
rain keeps up
The wind keeps blowing
Under the calm rainy night, there were surging waves.
Just past the hour
The peace of the inn was broken
Two figures walked into the hall. They were wearing bamboo hats and straw raincoats. They were still dripping water.
Lin Xuan, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes. His gaze landed on these two people, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"The three great families have a strong foundation. They have two grandmaster martial artists at once.”
he said softly.
The two of them took off their bamboo hats.
"Zhang Wensheng, the Great Elder of the Zhang Clan."
" Wang Clan's Grand Elder, Wang Tianhe."
The two of them spoke.
"We are here to settle our grudges."
"After this battle, no matter who lives or dies, the grudge between you and the three families will be written off.”
"Sure."
Lin Xuan nodded.
Although the three families were underworld giants, they could not withstand such consumption. Lin Xuan destroyed 18 sects first.
His vitality was already greatly injured. If he really wanted to fight to the death, with Lin Xuan's lone identity and grandmaster cultivation, he could completely drag on with the three families. If he killed one person today, he would destroy a sect tomorrow.
As the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes.
Lin Xuan could afford it, but the three families could not.
It was a good way for both sides to end their grudges in such a dignified way.
"Do it."
he said.
Zhang Wensheng took out a pair of mandarin duck chained sabers, while Wang Tianhe took out two spearheads and speartails from his back and buckled them in the middle, turning them into a steel spear. The spearheads flickered with a cold light.
Two powerful grandmaster auras exploded, tearing apart the rain on the street.
"Another two Grandmasters."
Someone exclaimed.
"It's the Great Elders of the Wang Clan and the Zhang Clan.”
someone said.
He recognized the person.
"Looks like the three great clans are going to personally take action and end this battle with the Soul Chasing Sword.”
"Although the soul-chasing sword is strong, it's impossible for it to be a match for the two great elders.”
"I don't think so."
"This time, the Soul Chasing Sword is dead.”
Someone was gloating.
"Not necessarily."
Some people shook their heads.
The aura of the great elders of the Zhang and Wang families was like the sun in the sky. The entire inn trembled under this aura.
Lin Xuan, who was sitting in the hall, did not change his expression at all. He was still calm.
"Boom!"
Zhang Wensheng and Wang Tianhe attacked at the same time. They pointed their steel spears and mandarin duck chain blades at Lin Xuan.
It was wrapped in tyrannical true qi, and it was as if it was destroying dried weeds and rotten wood.
Lin Xuan moved.
A cold light bloomed as the divine weapon Broken Water was unsheathed. The cold and elegant sword tip slashed across the void.
fast
So fast that it's hard to detect with the naked eye
Too fast to feel
The two Grandmasters only felt a cold light flash before their eyes.
next moment
Lin Xuan appeared behind them, holding a three-foot-long sword in his right hand. The sword was bright and untainted.
(Today is the fifth watch. If I give you my brother's cuteness tomorrow, I'll add ten chapters if you vote for 15 chapters.)）
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