God of martial arts

　　But once it is clear, it can make a huge difference in one day and make great progress in swordsmanship!

　　At night, Zhao Xuan came to a small town, but felt that the atmosphere was very wrong.

　　It stands to reason that this small town is not considered prosperous, but it is not considered remote. It makes no sense that there is no private cigarette.

　　The surrounding area is even more dead silent, whether it is a person, an animal, or even a moving thing, it is difficult to see, except for the flickering lights in the distance.

　　Feel carefully, the air is full of bloody breath.

　　Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, there is a big problem here!

　　"Ah!" An exclamation broke the black night.

　　Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, thinking in his heart that something was wrong, could it be that misfortune still happened?

　　It's just that Zhao Xuan couldn't figure it out, how could the Songshan faction have so many people?

　　You know, no matter it was the Songshan Elder's House or the Thirteenth Taibao, they were all wiped out by him!

　　There shouldn't be so many masters, so Zhao Xuan didn't care.

　　It's just that the current situation seems to be far from the case.

　　Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Xuan flickered a few times, then rushed towards the direction of the screams.

　　I saw a yellow-robed master fell to the ground with a broken arm and was seriously injured.

　　There are still a few disciples of the Hengshan School around, struggling to support, but they are all surrounded by men in black, and there is a lot of danger!

　　Zhao Xuan's face changed drastically, and the Xiao Li Feidao, which had not been used for a long time, was struck again.

　　I saw two flying knives, three inches and seven inches, as thin as wings, whizzing towards them, drawing high and low arcs.

　　Wherever the arc passed, all the men in black fell to the ground, all lifeless.

　　Zhao Xuan appeared on the spot and quickly helped the dying Mrs. Dingjing up.

　　"Mr. Xuan!" Master Dingjing raised her last strength and said, "Please... promise me... send them... to Fuzhou... Shuiyue... Nunnery..."

　　After finishing speaking, Master Dingjing was out of breath.

　　"master!"

　　"Master!"

　　The few remaining disciples of the Hengshan sect behind them changed their expressions drastically, and quickly surrounded them.

　　Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone's face was pale, and they were about to cry.

　　Zhao Xuan'an 780 comforted: "The deceased is dead, don't worry, I will avenge the Songshan faction for you."

　　"Songshan School? Isn't it the Sun Moon God Sect?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

　　"Yilan, you forgot that the man in black before was the Songshan Sect's killer. This time, they probably hired someone to deliberately pretend to be the Sun Moon Sect!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "That's right, even for Yilin's sake, Dongfang Bubai won't hurt you Hengshan faction!"

　　Everyone was a little puzzled by Zhao Xuan's words.

　　But Zhao Xuan didn't go into details, instead he said: "First bury Mrs. Dingjing and the other dead disciples. By the way, the others? Why are there only a few of you left?"

　　Yihe couldn't help but said: "Mr. Xuan, our seniors and sisters, there are a few casualties, and some are missing..."

　　Zhao Xuan nodded: "In this way, the living is the most important thing. Let's find someone first, and when we find others, we can bury Mrs. Dingjing and others together."

　　"It's all up to Mr. Xuan!" Yihe and the others nodded hastily.

　　Now Zhao Xuan has not only become their backbone, but also a flower protector.

　　The old driver protects the flowers, very stable! .

Chapter 48 The One Who Comes to Die (Please Subscribe)

　　What's more, even Mrs. Dingjing has been murdered. If they are separated and these female disciples have another accident, the loss outweighs the gain.

　　Zhao Xuan led Yihe and others to search around, and soon found other Hengshan disciples in an empty inn, a dozen of them were all tied up.

　　As for the guards, they also became the souls of Zhao Xuan's flying knife!

　　In the end, Zhao Xuan took the twenty or so Hengshan disciples back to the original place, and buried Master Dingjing and other sacrificed people.

　　"Mr. Xuan, thank you for your life-saving grace, otherwise we would have died again!" Yihe took his disciples and bowed to Zhao Xuan.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled lightly and said: "You're welcome. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Let's find a place to rest for the night and hurry up tomorrow morning. Of course, if the Songshan faction makes another move, everything will be settled by the way!"

　　"All according to Mr. Xuan's arrangement!"

　　All night.

　　On the second day, Zhao Xuan and the disciples of the Hengshan School set off on the journey after a simple breakfast.

　　According to Yihe, after being ambushed in Xianxia Ridge, Master Dingjing flew a letter back to the Hengshan School.

　　Now the two teachers, Dingxian and Dingyi, have left to come to meet him.

　　The two parties agreed to meet at Shuiyue Temple.

　　Therefore, according to Master Dingjing's entrustment, Zhao Xuan was to be a flower guardian envoy along the way, and send these little junior sisters of the Hengshan School to Shuiyue Nunnery.

　　Along the way, nothing major happened.

　　The few little thieves I encountered were also taken care of by Zhao Xuan.

　　With Zhao Xuan as the flower protector, even if Ren Woxing came, there would be no disturbance at all!

　　The old driver protects the flowers, very stable!

　　Along the way, several young masters looked at Zhao Xuan with different thoughts.

　　At first everyone was shy and shy, just watched from a distance, whispered, embarrassed to come forward.

　　But in the end, he resolutely ignored those things and surrounded him directly, courting Zhao Xuan.

　　Some gave purses, some gave handkerchiefs, and some wiped Zhao Xuan's sweat.

　　During the break, there were also people who took the initiative to beat Zhao Xuan's back, and more than one.

　　Enjoying this kind of treatment, Zhao Xuan couldn't help shaking his head, this Buddhism is not clean, the little masters are all unshakable, and their ties to the world are still unbroken!

　　However, I like...

　　That's right, she's obviously a pretty girl with yellow flowers, why don't she live a good life, insist on the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, and be lonely all her life?

　　Why bother!

　　Later, as a senior sister, Yihe really didn't want to go first, and said directly: "You guys restrain yourself, no matter how good Mr. Xuan is, he belongs to Junior Sister Yilin. Could it be that you are still thinking of fighting with Junior Sister Yilin?" ‖?"

　　For a while, all the little nuns were silent and shook their heads hastily.

　　"If you don't come back, don't cause trouble for Mr. Xuan!" Yihe spoke again.

　　Due to Yihe's obscenity, the young mistresses beside Zhao Xuan had no choice but to retreat, although they were reluctant to give up.

　　But Yihe walked up with a smile, stood beside Zhao Xuan, and said shyly, "Mr. Xuan, this is an amulet I sewed with my own hands. I give it to you..."

　　As he spoke, he stuffed it into Zhao Xuan's arms involuntarily.

　　Zhao Xuan: ...

　　Junior sisters: ...

　　Emotionally, Yihe is so upright and upright, and he speaks with awe-inspiring righteousness. He restrains his juniors just to create opportunities for himself!

　　For a moment, in everyone's heart, there were [-] alpacas whizzing by!

　　In this way, talking and laughing all the way, it was easy.

　　Although it takes a few days of walking, both Zhao Xuan and Hengshan disciples are cultivators, so there is no pressure at all for this little journey.

　　But at this time, a group of people rushed over, bringing a few carriages with them. It seemed that they planned to put all these Hengshan little teachers back.

　　This is interesting!

　　Soon, the pedestrians held knives and rode horses, blocking the way, acting like bandits.

　　Yihe drew out his sword and asked coldly, "Who are you? What do you want?"

　　"Hehe, you have a bad temper! But I like it!" The leading horse thief said, "It's okay to sue you. Before, the uncles were grass bandits on Shuanglu Mountain. They killed people and looted goods, and took them from the people. , Use it on me! But now, the brothers have been cleansed, and together with the left leader of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, we are going to do something grand!"

　　"Brother is right. Leader Zuo said that as long as we invite all of you disciples of the Hengshan School back, it will be a great achievement!"

　　"That's right, but don't worry, we have prepared a carriage for you, so you won't be tired. Hehehe, after all, what the leader Zuo said was, please go back. It's just that, take your delicate little teachers After you go back, we don’t know what the Left League mainly does!”

　　"Ha ha!"

　　The thieves laughed together, but Yihe and the others blushed with anger.

　　These horse thieves are really shameless.

　　Zhao Xuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

　　"¨Young man, what are you laughing at?" Another horse thief asked, a little puzzled.

　　Zhao Xuan looked at the crowd, shook his head and said: "I laugh at Zuo Lengchan, who jumped the wall in a hurry, and even recruited you low-class horse thieves, really hungry. I also laugh at your whimsical ideas. I really don't know, or I don't know? Zuo Xuan Leng Chan asked you to come here to die, not a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

　　"Send to die? Hahaha!" The horse thief leader couldn't help laughing: "I'm really laughing to death, dare to say let us die? You are very courageous."

　　Zhao Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Do you know why Zuo Lengchan wanted to recruit horse thieves like you?"

　　"Why?" asked the horse thief leader, "Let's hear it."

　　"Because he has no one under his command!" Zhao Xuan said, "But do you know why he has no one under his command?"

　　"Why?" The horse thief shook his head, even though he was arrogant, he knew that under normal circumstances, Zuo Lengchan would look down on them, but now that Zhao Xuan said this, he felt that there was something wrong.

　　"Because the Songshan Elder's Home and the Songshan Thirteen Taibao were all killed!"

　　"Hiss!" The horse thieves gasped, their knowledge of these things was limited.

　　"Then do you know why you are here to die today?"

　　The horse thieves didn't answer, but their faces were already a little ugly, and their hearts were even faintly uneasy.

　　"Because the Songshan Elderly House and the Songshan Thirteen Taibao all died under my sword!"

　　Zhao Xuan said lightly, raised his head, eyes full of coldness.

　　But all the horse thieves on the opposite side turned pale with shock, and their faces changed drastically.

　　They didn't think Zhao Xuan was joking, because Zhao Xuan's aura changed, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, invincible.

　　And the sword in his hand has already been unsheathed! .

Chapter 49 The Blessing of All People

　　Sword out, sword back.

　　In just a moment, a cold light suddenly appeared, and all the grass thieves died without even a scream.

　　Still seal the throat with a sword!

　　Seeing this scene, the Hengshan disciples behind Zhao Xuan were all stunned.

　　With swordsmanship cultivation at this level, is he still human?

　　For a moment, the junior teachers were filled with emotions, and finally understood why Junior Sister Yilin was willing to return to vulgarity for the sake of this man.

　　"Hey! If it were me, I would too!"

　　Many young masters couldn't help sighing, it's just a pity...

　　Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "Let's go, there are exactly five carriages, everyone will share one point, we will make carriages and go to Shuiyue Nunnery!"

　　"Okay!" The young masters were very happy, and it was best to have a carriage to drive on the road.

　　Soon, many female disciples got into the four carriages behind.

　　But there were also a few beautiful female disciples who followed Yihe and still surrounded Zhao Xuan without moving.

　　Yihe smiled and said, "My lord, the junior sisters have made arrangements, let's get in the car too!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "Okay!"

　　A few beautiful little teachers behind him beamed with joy, they had already made up their minds.