Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

The frantic voice of the Feilong Village Lord came to an abrupt halt.

Only blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the ground, making a crisp sound.

"wanna die?"

"as you wish."

The girl's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the silence, with a slight rise in the tail tone, mixed with extreme impatience.

The leader of Feilong Village looked down at the long sword that pierced his chest. He didn't even bother to look at the face of the White Lotus Goddess.

This...this is impossible!

He has deep inner strength and unrivaled martial arts skills, how could he possibly...

How could someone get close to me so easily?

He turned his head with difficulty and met a smiling face.

Bright and beautiful, yet eerie and spooky.

It doesn't look like a human, but more like a sexy ghost.

"you..."

He wanted to say something, but the sword in his chest had been pulled out, and the piercing pain made his eyes go black.

The leader of Feilong Village had many questions in his heart.

Why kill him? Who wants his life? How could they do it?

But he didn't have the chance to know the answer.

This is not the world of cultivation.

If you get pierced through the heart by a sword... you will die.

The man who was as tall as a mountain in the eyes of many people fell heavily to the ground and died.

No one reacted.

Whether they were from Feilong Village or the White Lotus Sect, their feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Dead...dead! ?

Who died!

The leader of Feilong Village?

The leader of Feilong Village, who caused headaches to countless cults, openly opposed the royal family, held tens of thousands of lives in his hands, and had unparalleled martial arts that attracted countless followers!

This is impossible!

"Long Chen...Long Chen!" The first to speak was the White Lotus Goddess.

Her eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to squat down and hug the man who was no longer breathing on the ground.

Can...

No!

There are so many eyes watching here!

She suppressed her grief and anger, and suddenly looked up at the strange girl who almost blended into the night.

"Who told you to kill him?"

"how dare you!"

The White Lotus Goddess still had a knife in her hand, and she wanted to use the knife to chop the person in front of her hard.

But she has to endure it.

A goddess cannot kill, at least not in front of others...

Ning Xiyuan took Yan Qian'an's handkerchief and gently covered his mouth and nose. The joy in his eyes was almost overwhelming.

She spoke, chuckling softly, "Are you sad, Goddess?"

"Why? So many believers died just now and you didn't seem sad."

"This villain is dead... the goddess won't be reluctant to let him go, right?"

White Lotus Goddess: "......"

Her hands were clenched tightly under her sleeves.

Murderous intentions gradually arise.

Yes.

The crime of killing today was too great. If she left anyone alive, it would be terrible if people could make up a story about her relationship with Feilong Village!

Now His Majesty is in poor health...

Kyoto is in chaos.

While Yun Chan was deep in thought, the people from Feilong Village had already gone crazy.

Their eyes turned red, and they rushed towards the open space like crazy with their swords raised.

How dare someone kill their leader!

How dare!

The upward curve of Ning Xiyuan's mouth did not change, and he clenched the Sword of God-Slaying in his hand.

The smell of blood stimulated her nerves.

very annoying.

I really want to... kill someone!

But the people coming from all directions didn't even have the chance to rush to her.

The short sword flashed with cold light and intertwined into a net among the crowd.

The young man's white clothes were stained with blood, and wherever the cold light passed, no one survived.

Yingyi was not idle either.

Even without using demonic energy, their power is stronger than that of ordinary humans.

In an instant, those people from Feilong Village who swarmed forward and lost their minds were killed and repelled.

They were facing just a young boy.

Can...

But the young man smiled gently, but his eyes were extremely cold.

It reminded people of the evil Shura ghost and made them dare not go forward.

This is an unparalleled master!

Countless people think so.

The White Lotus Saint had already made up her mind. She stared at Ning Xiyuan as if she was looking at a dead person.

The murderous intention suddenly arises.

No one can be left behind. Not even one can be left behind.

Fortunately... Fortunately, the people I brought with me on this trip are all masters of the White Lotus Sect.

Yun Chan raised her chin slightly. Those people wearing white robes and white veils had already grasped the hilts of the swords at their waists, ready to take action at any time.

Yan Qian'an was a little excited.

He likes killing, and he likes the smell of blood mixed with soil even more.

Fascinating.

So the people from Feilong Village retreated, but he refused to give in. He kept moving forward with his dagger and the young man's figure.

kill...

My fingertips were trembling with excitement.

On this side, Ning Xiyuan still smiled at Yun Chan.

She actually liked Yunchan's gaze.

Pity...

Incompetent people.

Ning Xiyuan's eyes were fixed on the villagers who were huddled together.

I have never done anything like pulling down others.

I wonder if it has been shown that she has more abilities than the White Lotus Saint?

As he was looking, Yan Qian'an's figure came into his sight.

The boy's face was splattered with blood, and his usual gentleness was being eaten away by his hostility, revealing his most hideous inner self.

Those eyes were blood red, which was particularly thrilling.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she took a few steps forward and grabbed Yan Qian'an's sleeve.

"what are you doing?"

They are just here to show off, there is no need to go through so much trouble to kill them all.

and...

Yan Qi'an: "......"

He turned and looked at the girl, his eyes filled with interest and madness.

Oh.

Ningning doesn't like blood.

How to do?

He is now covered in blood.

But he still wanted to hold her in his arms and let her be soaked in blood.

He loves blood the most!

Yan Qi'an looked at Ning Xiyuan, seemingly thinking.

The people behind him had already lost their will to fight. They were so scared that they wanted to leave this hell on earth instantly.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Killing people will make Yan Qian'an lose control and become crazy.

She had already experienced it.

So, Ning Xiyuan widened the distance between the two of them.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief with a hint of disgust and threw it on the ground.

She's really crazy.

What are you doing holding Yan Qian'an?

Yan Qian'an's gaze moved from Ning Xiyuan's face to the blood-stained handkerchief.

Finally, the smile on his face disappeared.

The White Lotus Goddess, who was completely ignored, sneered and raised her hand, ready to let the White Lotus people take action.

But at this moment, flames shot up into the sky.

The sound of horse hooves rang out again.

They are officers and soldiers.

It is estimated that they are officers and soldiers who received the news and came to support.

Yunchan raised her hand and put it down again, frowning deeply.

These idiots came at an inopportune moment and things became troublesome.

"Goddess! The Cangzhou army is here to help!" The leader was wearing heavy armor.

Bowed towards Yunchan.

Yunchan had long since returned to her superior appearance.

Her voice was soft, and even her eyes were full of compassion.

"The traitor is dead."

The voice was indifferent, neither sad nor happy, as if this had been expected.

There is a sense of mystery and nobility for no reason.

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Chapter 1, Babies