Seeing that Xiang Yang was in a life-and-death battle with Longxiang Head Tuo in an incomplete state, he actually had such combat power. He defeated a powerful man like Wang Lun in just a few short swords, Zheng Chaohua fell into despair for the first time.

"This kind of martial arts, such martial arts, is only eighteen years old. No wonder the young master wants to kill him. In another ten years, I am afraid that even his shadow will not be visible to his generation."

Zheng Chaohua is a master of Chengjun. The fallen flower swordsman was already a little famous ten years ago and had seen many masters. Xiang Yang is definitely not the strongest one, but he is definitely the youngest among the strong ones.

Young is the greatest capital, young people have infinite possibilities, and what's even more terrifying is that this young man has reached a state that most warriors cannot reach in their lifetime.

Xiang Yang defeated Wang Lun, and he kept turning around and rushing towards Zheng Chaohua. He rushed out with his big hand. The power of the Dragon Subduing Palm was in full swing. The broken sword that Zheng Chaohua stabbed was half a foot in front of the palm, and then the sword body cracked, and the only thing left was shattered.

"waste."

The palm was still not diminished, Xiang Yang gently pressed Zheng Chaohua's chest, like a lover caressing him. The next moment, Zheng Chaohua flew backwards, and in front of his eyes it turned dark, he heard these two words spit out from the other party's mouth.

Zheng Chaohua's cultivation level is only nine to ten serious, and his true energy cultivation is really average. Although his swordsmanship is good, it is far from comparable to Xiang Yang. Even if he hadn't had the Dragon Elephant Head Tuo, he would not even be qualified to fight Xiang Yang head.

In this way, when the five people came, except for the Long Elephant-Headed, who had left with one finger, all four fell to the ground, and Zhou Youheng never had the chance to stand up.

Xiang Yang was not in a hurry. He wiped the tourmaline knife carefully with his sleeves, and then walked towards the direction of Zhou Youheng and Feng Wuya, which made Feng Wuya burst into tears, shaking like a sieve, kowtowing to Xiang Yang, even Wang Lun could not bear to look at him.

"Young Master Xiang, no, Grandpa Xiang, Wuya is convinced, and he will never dare to think about it again in the future. As long as you let me go, the little one is willing to hide his identity and never get involved in the world again..."

What will a person look like in despair? Will he be calm or hysterical between life and death?

In fact, there is no conclusion at all, because it is still an old saying that people are different from each other.

Before someone goes to the execution ground, he can write a heroic and free poem like "I smile at the sky with my sword and my heart and soul, and I will leave my heart and soul" before someone else. Death is nothing in front of such people, because their spiritual will has surpassed life and death, and Xiang Yang deeply admires such people.

Some people are like Feng Wuya. Life is precious. The so-called dignity, love, glory, family affection, and even everything must be given up and can do anything.

Xiang Yang was very disappointed. Feng Wuya let him see the ugly side of human nature. Since he dared to kill him, why wasn’t he already ready to die?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. No matter whether you are acting or not, I won't kill you, because there is someone else who has ended you.

Wang Lun, since you and Feng Wuya are brothers, they must have a deep relationship, so I will leave it to you to kill him, and I may consider letting you go."

Xiang Yang looked calm. He gave Feng Wuya a chance to survive, but unfortunately the other party did not cherish it. It would be impossible for him to let him go this time. Of course, killing people can also be done with methods.

He will inevitably make Sixiang Gate unhappy. If the people from Sixiang Gate take action, it will be different. He just watched the show from beginning to end and did not take action.

"Xiang Yang, you"

Feng Wuya knelt in front of Xiang Yang and looked up suddenly.

The scar covered the entire face, because the blood and blood surged, it was faintly blood-red. The hands that were hanging on the ground clenched a hand of wet soil, and threw the wet grass towards Xiangyang. All the true energy burst out instantly, wanting to escape from here.

Unfortunately, in front of Xiang Yang, these small methods were really not enough. The thumb and index finger shot out sharp sword energy at the same time, piercing through Feng Wuya's legs, tearing the flesh, meridians, and bones. The person fell in mid-air and lost his legs, so how could he escape?

"Xiang Yang, what you said is true? I'm afraid I didn't kill Junior Brother Feng, you asked Zheng Chaohua to kill me again, and then you can kill him yourself?"

Wang Lun was just blocked from his qi and suffered some minor injuries. At this time, he stood up and looked at Xiang Yang's mouth with a sneer. Killing people without cause and effect is really a good way and good intention.

I have to say that Wang Lun is indeed extremely wise. After guessing what Xiang Yang thought, Zheng Chaohua's face was pale and had a very sinister thought.

"Okay, smart people are smart people, and the Four Symbols are indeed extraordinary. Since you have seen through it, it must be difficult to achieve it.

So, if you kill Feng Wuya and hand over what you have learned, I can let you go. What are the conditions?"

Without thinking at all, Wang Lun picked up the soft sword on the ground and walked to Feng Wuya, who was sweating profusely due to the pain.

There was no polite nonsense. Facing Feng Wuya's begging expression, a trace of ferociousness appeared on his ugly face. With a stroke, a blood fountain splashed from Feng Wuya's neck, and soon there was no breath at all.

The two have always had a good relationship in the Sixiang Sect, especially after Feng Wuya was disfigured by Xiang Yang, Wang Lun empathized with him and took good care of him. However, the friendship was just friendship, and it could not be entrusted with life and death.

Whether to die together or the other party dies? In my choice of life, Wang Lun made the most favorable choice for himself.

In addition, if you kill fellow disciples, betray the master's goalkeeper, and have mastered these two handles, as long as Wang Lun is not a fool, he will never make things difficult for Xiang Yang, and the person who can guess Xiang Yang's thoughts is definitely not a fool.

Xiang Yang showed a smile, patted his slightly wrinkled clothes, sat cross-legged towards Wang Lun, straightened his back and elegantly shaped, and placed the tourmaline knife horizontally on his legs, indicating that Wang Lun could start the next transaction.

Seeing Xiang Yang like this, Wang Lun followed suit and felt a little strange. The other party changed his previous ferocity or cunning, but instead had a kind of purity and enthusiasm and contradictory person.

But at this moment his life was hanging on a thread, and he didn't dare to neglect and spoke,

"I have learned a lot in my body, but the Vermillion Bird Burning Heaven Art is the best, and there are fire feather skills, golden feather power, and weeping willow soft sword..."

Zheng Chaohua fell on the weeds, his chest and clothes were torn apart by force, his palm prints turned green, and his internal organs were indestructible. A very domineering and powerful true energy was entrenched in it, and it emitted a cold and cold aura like ice at all times. It was a means to turn qi into ice, which was the most suitable for ban.

However, even though he was so seriously injured, Zheng Chaohua couldn't help but listen carefully when he heard Wang Lun's words.

The Four Symbol Sect has a great reputation and amazing skills in the sect. There will always be one or two innate strong men in the past few generations. He is also very envious. Even if he doesn't have the chance to practice again, it is good to listen to it.

I have to say that although Zheng Chaohua’s martial arts skills are not very good, his desire to be vigilant is still very good. At least in this case, he still does not forget his martial arts skills. Few people can do it and can barely be considered a warrior.
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