At the foot of Xiaoyun Mountain, a group of bored people from the world gathered together in groups of three or three. Some closed their eyes to rest, some chatted randomly, and some were having fun with hot roasted sweet potatoes. They were all people from the bottom of the world who were waiting at the foot of Xiaoyun Mountain to see if there were any benefits.

Among them, there are two masters who are well-dressed and well-behaved. They are those sent by the Lin family to follow. Once they find that there is a murderer who killed Lin Yuanshan, that is, Xiang Zhi goes down the mountain, they will immediately bring a large number of masters to surround and kill.

This situation is very strange. There is a nest of thieves on the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is a group of so-called defending the right path. The two sides are surprisingly calm with the foot of the mountain as the boundary.

"Huh? There is something happening, let's see if it's Xiangzhuan."

A man carrying a machete sat directly on the cold rock in the cold weather. His ears moved and he turned around to look at the downhill path, his tone was quite anxious and joyful.

In order to deal with Xiang Yang, the Lin family issued a reward order. If anyone can kill Xiang Yang and take his head to the Lin Mansion, they can become a member of the worship hall. There are also a lot of rewards, gold and silver are not a problem, and martial arts are at your fingertips.

The visitor was indeed Xiang Yang, wearing a blue dress, carrying a tourmaline knife wrapped in cloth strips, and carrying Zhang Guangyuan's handwritten letter in his arms. He came to the foot of Xiaoyun Mountain, but found dozens of people guarding the ground.

Although there are no particularly powerful experts here, there are too many people. They are idle and have nothing to do, so they are here to keep an eye on it?

Xiang Yang had just stepped forward, and a sharp howl suddenly appeared among the crowd guarding the foot of the mountain, just like a broken gong.

"It's him, it's him, it's Xiang Ji. Everyone comes to him. If you kill him, go to the Lin family to receive a reward, and you can still become famous in the world."

Before Xiang Yang could react, he just slashed at him with a shaky sword. Xiang Yang was confused, but his hands were not slow, so he could easily reach out and grabbed a steel knife.

He grabbed the steel knife into his hand and put it in front of him. Later, he swept across the army. With the powerful true energy burst, the seven or eight people attacked were cut into two pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the intestines such as internal organs flowed all over the ground.

However, this bloody scene did not shock those people, but instead stimulated more people to rush towards Xiang Yang. It was a greedy desire and a lucky mentality.

People will think so. His martial arts are very good, but we are numerous. We fight less. Even if there is any damage, it may not be ourselves. If we can behead him, we don’t have to worry about the rest of our lives. This is worth fighting with our lives.

Seeing this, the two masters of the Lin family took out a message tube from their arms, and then pulled it out, a mark of sparks exploded in the sky.

"No, there must be people on the mountain who are working with the people here inside and outside, otherwise they wouldn't have learned the news that I was going down the mountain so soon."

When Xiang Yang saw the fireworks blooming in the sky, he thought to himself that something was wrong. The steel knife in his hand suddenly turned into a strong wind and swept down. For a moment, the sword lights were flying, and blood was everywhere. A group of crooked melons and dates were cracked, and they couldn't even use the blood knife. They directly killed a piece of armor in the thirteenth style of flying sand and stones.

With one sword, several people died and could not even resist, because whether they took action or reacted, Xiang Yang's eyes were no different from turtles at this time.

Massacre, this is a real massacre, and it is an extremely fast massacre. When it comes to the back, the others no longer dare to step forward, but retreat and run away.

It is normal to die. If you roll around in the world, you will just lick blood from the edge of a knife. Everyone will not be afraid of death. But if you are simply killed, it will be different. Especially Xiang Yang's killing speed is too fast and too extreme. Who knows if he is the next one?

Therefore, even if there are many people and many people, it is difficult to support it at this moment. Seeing Xiang Yang is like a mouse and seeing a cat, I hate that I don’t have two legs long.

"Greed is the original sin. If you don't want to kill me, why is this? If you want to blame me, you will blame yourself for being inferior to others."

Xiang Yang let out a breath of turbid air. Strictly speaking, these people have no deep hatred with him. They are just driven by interests and greed, so they have to use others to reward or become famous by using him. Since this is the case, they all rely on their own abilities.

He will not surrender, nor will he be ruthless because of his identity as a constable. He is joking. Retaining one's hands means death, and it means he will be besieged by more people soon. He is not that stupid.

At this time, the two well-dressed masters of the Lin family stood in front of Xiang Yang, with their faces not very good-looking, but they were very determined. One of them bowed to Xiang Yang Bank and wanted to say something.

Xiang Yang shook his head, knowing that the two of them had called helpers, and there were countless experts rushing here now. They wanted to delay time and surround themselves and kill themselves at that time, but they would no longer talk nonsense.

The true energy burst out in his body, directly shattering the steel knife in his hand and shooting towards the two of them. At the same time, he followed his feet and turned into a ghostly blue shadow close to one person.

The man was stopping the broken blade of the steel knife shot. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a feminine and fine palm force hit his back, and his body fell softly to the ground, and then he was silent. A good hand comparable to Wang Tong died in Xiang Yang's hands.

Seeing this, another man became flustered with bright eyes and shouted suddenly, as if he was about to rush towards Xiang Yang, but a handful of lime powder was sprinkled out of his arms, and waved it towards Xiang Yang, using his own light skills to escape.

This is something I have been experiencing in the world. At first glance, I am an old fry and do everything I can. Everything is for my own safety.

However, Xiang Yang snorted coldly, and slapped out a random shot of true energy, directly emitting the power of his palm, slapping the lime apart.

He came first, and was on the way to go. He blinked his right hand and shot out his fingers like a long arrow. His fingers broke the gold and jade, and he was fierce and fierce, so he killed this person.

For a moment, corpses were everywhere at the foot of the mountain and blood was everywhere.

Xiang Yang looked around. Although there seemed to be no one, he was breathing a lot, and there were obviously experts watching in secret.

A string of wooden Buddhist beads appeared in his hand, fourteen, and they turned around and cut off the leads suddenly. Fourteen were fired together. Many people hidden around him were also killed and injured by this supreme magical skill of subduing demons by the decisive bead.

This was done intentionally by Xiang Yang. Now that he is notorious, he must be struggling to make progress. Instead of doing so, it is better to continue on the vicious road.

He is afraid of others when he kills, and fears others when he kills. This will bring him a moment of peace. He does not want to be dragged down by a group of mobs along the way and give others an opportunity to take advantage of.

Finally, Xiang Yang hooked up a long sword and fell into his hand. He flew with a ladder cloud to the side of the stone wall of the mountain. The long sword pierced into the mountain wall, and his left hand was behind him, floating like an immortal.

The long sword in his hand and the stone walls of the mountain burst out from Mars, with constant tinging sounds, as if they were depicting something.

When Xiang Yang fell to the ground, the seven big characters "The murderer is Xiang Yu" were engraved on the mountain. The font is very charming. Although it is a sword as a pen, it is also very strange and beautiful.

"Hahaha, I'm very good at pretending, and I finally have a bit of a gangster."

The more Xiang Yang looked at this word, the more he felt that he was so talented. The sword in his hand suddenly penetrated out. Under the divine power, there was a bang. The entire sword was sank into the mountain wall, and he quietly left without any trace.

After Xiang Yang walked for about half a quarter of an hour, a large number of people arrived late. Seeing the scene of corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a stream, they all fell silent.
Chapter completed!