Chapter 9637: Blade Spirit 2
Once again, he returned to the palace where the Tongtian Ladder was located, and saw that there were people everywhere in the palace, and the number of people had been checked by two or three hundred. Looking at the moving heads around, Leng Xuan shook his head secretly. It has been almost a day since he entered this mysterious building. During this day, I am afraid that great changes have taken place outside. If he guessed correctly, all the practitioners in Huang Quan are probably here. Otherwise, it is impossible for so many people to appear in just one day. After all, there are ghost kings and underworld kings guarding them. The presence of so many people in this mysterious building shows that those people have already broken through the defenses of the Ghost King and Hades.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a loud noise came. Leng Xuan turned his head to look, and saw a man lying in a pool of blood, his body gradually turning into a puff of blue smoke, merging into the imprint of another old man. For such a scene, everyone around just glanced at it, and then withdrew their eyes, as if they had become accustomed to it. Not only that, Leng Xuan also found that when he was walking in the crowd, many people's eyes were focused on the three of them. It's no wonder that the three-leaf mark of the three of them has reached cyan, which in the eyes of others is tantamount to a big piece of fat. "Sir..." Xiyan was a little worried when so many people stared at her, so she turned her hope to Leng Xuan.
Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said, "What are you afraid of, with me here, no one can hurt you." Now he is not afraid that others will make trouble, but he is afraid that others will not make trouble. In this way, he just had a reason to do it. He has always adhered to the principle that no one will offend me, and I will not offend anyone. If someone provokes him, he will definitely not show mercy.
After walking around in the crowd for a while, Leng Xuan saw a few big fish coming to the door. I saw three burly men walking side by side, blocking their way. Leng Xuan glanced at the other party, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "What are you doing?" One of the men snorted coldly, and walked directly towards Leng Xuan without saying a word. When he was near, the man suddenly raised his hand, and a strong momentum burst out suddenly. Looking at the other party's actions, Leng Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his fingertips gently pushed forward, just landing on the man's fist. Immediately, the man's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped back.
However, Leng Xuan managed to find a target, so why would he let him go so easily? Without waiting for the other party to retreat, Leng Xuan's mind moved, and the power of death surged out, instantly turning into a cold light, flying out from his fingertips. Before everyone could react, they only saw a cold light flashing in front of them, and then, a burst of painful screams sounded. I saw a blood hole in the man's chest, and the blood flowed out from it, and soon dyed the ground red.
Watching his companion fell straight to the ground, the other two men changed their faces and looked at Leng Xuan with horror.
"Let's go!" Both of them were smart people. Seeing that their companions lost their lives, they naturally knew that Leng Xuan was so powerful that they dared to fight with him, so they turned around and ran away. However, before the two of them took a few steps, they felt a biting cold wind blowing. Immediately, two strands of warm blood spurted out from their necks and splashed on the ground.
"Who?" Leng Xuan's face sank, his eyes swept to the surrounding crowd.