"Haha, I'm not even afraid of people, so why am I afraid of you being a ghost? Hurry up, don't let me wait too long, or I will change my mind."
The words of the man with a sinister face were like the last straw, forcibly erasing the scholar's hesitation.
The scholar's eyes were wet, and he bent down, as if he was about to kneel down.
The next moment, he saw a sword scabbard pressing against his knees, preventing him from kneeling down.
"Huh? Blind man, you're not blind. What do you want to do, stand out?"
Wang Xuan didn't speak, just smiled at the scholar.
"The boss is talking to you, are you deaf?"
One of the men stretched out his right hand and wanted to put a hand on Wang Xuan's shoulder.
The body turned slightly to one side, and then waved the scabbard.
In a few strokes, these arrogant guys were beaten aside.
"It turns out that your Excellency is hiding something secret from you, but it's the young man who talks too much."
Seeing Wang Xuan take action, the scholar smiled bitterly and said.
He shook his head, stopped the scholar's words, turned and left.
After walking a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something. He poked the ground with his toes, and a stone flew up out of thin air and flew straight out.
"ah......"
It turned out that the stone directly hit the thigh of the man with a fleshy face, and was deeply embedded.
A scream like a slaughtering pig rang out. Seeing that the situation was not good, several of his men immediately supported him and fled away.
He returned to the carriage, looked back at the scholar, then whipped his whip, and the carriage drove away.
For Wang Xuan, the scholar's knowing that he could not do anything but doing it was like a clear spring flowing in his heart.
Negative emotions such as unwillingness, despair, resentment, etc. have been affecting him. The bandits in the Black Wind Village hall did a lot of evil, and he wanted to destroy them, but he still endured it in the end.
As the number one genius in Xuanyang City, his strength surpassed that of his peers. More importantly, he cultivated his character under the guidance of Wang Yingxiong.
If you are controlled by your emotions, you will sooner or later become a murderous lunatic.
It's better to block than to open up. He keeps suppressing it, and later on, the backlash will get bigger, and when it really breaks out, it may be unbearable.
The scholar's behavior let him know that there is still light in this world, and it is a beam of light toward the sun.
Negative emotions disintegrate and the whole person feels relaxed.
Walking on the road, Wang Xuan smiled, very happily.
The feeling of relief allowed Wang Xuan to break through in cultivation and reach the eighth level of the physical realm.
According to his estimation, if nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before he can break through to the ninth level of the physical realm.
By that time, the energy will be exhausted and you will have to practice on your own.
The horse is trustworthy.
As long as the horses were straight on the road, he would not drive them much.
Night vision is strong, so sometimes Wang Xuan would choose to travel at night. As for during the day, just like this, he would walk casually, close his eyes and rest.
Perhaps because he had a trouble-making physique, Wang Xuan encountered a problem not long after.
In the canyon, there were twenty or thirty people fighting together, and it was unclear which side had the upper hand.
The clothes are colorful and the weapons are various.
"This brother, I am Shen Changqing, a disciple of the Blood Sword Sect. I hope I can help you."
One of the men in white saw Wang Xuan's carriage approaching and shouted hurriedly.
"Hey, the Blood Sword Sect is so amazing, can you just steal other people's things?"
With two simple sentences, Wang Xuan had already guessed something.
One party may have picked up some treasure, or exposed his wealth, and Shen Changqing and others revolted upon seeing the wealth, resulting in the current result.
Under the bamboo hat, Wang Xuan did not react too much, but kept walking forward at the same speed as before.
After they were out of sight, Wang Xuan stopped the carriage, tied up the horse, and quietly lurked around those people.
The main reason why I came back is because I went to the Blood Sword Sect and became a quasi disciple of the Blood Sword Sect. I will wait and see what happens.
After a while, several more people were lying on the ground.
"Brothers, work harder and kill them."
For a time, there were countless people responding, but those who remained silent were Liao Liao Wuji.
At this time, the man in white, Shen Changqing, was fighting with a man with a scar on his face. The fight was very fierce. If you want to decide the winner, I am afraid it will not be possible in a short while.
It was the man with the scar who was encouraging him just now, and his momentum was as strong as a rainbow.
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that Scar would actually set a trap for me to jump into. It's really despicable."
"Haha, Shen Changqing, I have been unhappy with you for a long time. Who can blame you for stupidly jumping in this time?"
"Today I admit defeat, tell me, how can you let me go?"
"You think too much, can I let you go? If I don't keep you here today, how can I pay, uh, how can I be willing?"
Even though Scar hurriedly changed his mind, Shen Changqing still heard clearly.
Swinging out the long sword, he struck hard, quickly retreated, and opened the distance.
"Scar, what you just said was a business trip. Could it be that you were instigated by someone else?"
"No, no, no, I didn't say that. I meant willingness, not a deal."
Shen Changqing's question caused a trace of panic on Dao Scar's face, which disappeared quickly, and he quickly shook his head in denial.
The fact that there was no three hundred taels of silver here made Shen Changqing certain that the other party must have been instigated by someone else.
"Okay, things are clear now, so it seems there's no need to fight."
"What's wrong? Do you want to arrest me without mercy?"
"Scar, you must be a pig. I have a backer within the sect. If you interfere in the fight of my disciples of the Blood Sword Sect without permission, if my backer pursues you, you will not escape the fate of being silenced."
After listening to Shen Changqing's words, Scar showed a thoughtful look on his face. It was obvious that these words had reached his heart.
By this time, the fighting nearby had stopped. He was the only one on Shen Changqing's side, and the remaining five or six people were all from Scar's group.
"As long as you let me go today, I will repay you in the future, and I can even introduce you to the Blood Sword Sect."
The struggle in Scar's eyes became more and more intense, and it was obvious that he had begun to waver.
His men all surrounded him and cut off Shen Changqing's retreat.
Suddenly, Scar saw his men, his eyes became clear and his will became firm.
"Shen, I admit that what you said is very tempting, but now that my subordinates are stained with the blood of Blood Sword Sect disciples, I am afraid that when you return to the sect, the first thing you will do is to deal with me."
"No, no, no, you've misjudged me. Who doesn't know that I, Shen Changqing, am a man of truth."
"Hahaha, what a joke, I still don't know what kind of person you Shen Changqing is? Brothers, kill him, and then I will take you to eat and drink."
Shen Changqing seemed a little panicked when he saw that Scar was real.
He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his way back was blocked by Scar's men.
Just when he was at a loss, his face moved slightly, as if he sensed something, and then he smiled slightly.
"Friend, after watching this for so long, it's time to take action."