Feeling the murderous intention condensed in Li Xuan's body, one of the cultivators from the Hehuan Sect kept trembling with his legs, and black light shone in his body, and he scolded with a stern look:
"Li Xuan, you actually killed the second elder of my sect. Aren't you afraid that the ancestor of my sect will come out to suppress you?"
However, the only thing that responded to him was the magnificent sword light in front of him. Countless rays of sword energy stretched into strands of golden threads, pressing down overwhelmingly.
"Poof~" A human head with a still frightened face began to spin in the air.
Li Xuan snorted coldly. In Li Xuan's eyes, cultivators in the first level of spiritual enlightenment are no different from ants. With just one sword, he directly shot down the cultivator of Hehuan Sect who made a sound. In the process,
The dead man didn't even have time to utter a cry before he was enveloped in dense sword light.
Seeing that his companions were killed instantly, although the spiritual power of this cultivator was not high, the second elder, who was in the realm of divine martial arts, had already exploded into blood mist under Li Xuan's sword. At this point, the remaining eight Hehuan Sect members
Where does the cultivator still have any fighting spirit?
They were all so frightened that they all fled away.
At this moment, the sky suddenly flickered, and the cultivators' ears stood up as if they heard an extremely slight sound breaking through the sky.
The bow is opened like frost and snow blowing on the face, and the arrow is like thunder and lightning.
After seeing these people fleeing, Han Shuangxue finally shot the Taishang Wangchen Arrow.
This cold light carried an unrivaled ferocity and wildness, causing violent sparks to rub into the air wherever it passed, setting off high waves of snow.
Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, five cultivators from the Hehuan Sect were seen being hit by arrows one after another like skewers. Their legs were shaking constantly and lost their life. The bows and arrows seemed to contain an extremely vague and misty energy.
The power shattered the death energy in everyone's bodies in an instant.
As the five cultivators fell to the ground, the only remaining male cultivator in the field burst into anger. Yellow liquid flowed out from under his crotch uncontrollably. His eyelids were twitching as he stared at Han Shuang.
Snow said with trembling words:
"What a Shangguan Yun, who has no grievances and no grudges. How dare you suddenly plot against us!?"
His heart was extremely horrified. Such an arrow made cold sweat suddenly break out on his spine. The unstoppable sharpness in front of him immediately reminded him of Shangguan Yun, the number one archer in the legend of Shen En.
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At that moment, he and Cao Rui, the only remaining members of the Hehuan Sect, subconsciously recognized Han Shuangxue in front of them as Shangguan Yun, because other than this person, no other bow cultivator in Shen En had such courage.
Shangguan Yun has always been extremely mysterious, and his cultivation may not be the best among Shen'en cultivators. But his bow skills are recognized as the best in the world among Shen'en.
During these years, Shangguan Yun has been walking alone. Someone claimed that he saw with his own eyes that Shangguan Yun was an old man with white hair.
Someone else said: The legendary Shangguan Yun was a young man. All kinds of mysteries are like clouds and mist, making Shangguan Yun even more mysterious.
Not only that, the reason why all cultivators in Shen'en are afraid of Shangguan Yun is because of his other identity - the number one assassin of Shen'en.
A hidden weapon like a bow and arrow can be said to be superb after reaching its peak.
It is precisely for this reason that the four major sects have never been willing to take the initiative to provoke this murderous god.
But as time went by, the more the male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect thought about it, the more certain he became, and the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
After confirming his identity, his teeth couldn't help but tremble, and he said with a hint of cruelty on his face:
"Shangguan Yun, our Hehuan Sect has always been like a well to you, but what do you really want to do this time?"
After hearing this, Hanshuangxue still had a chill on his face. He didn't deny it or nod his head to admit it. He just quickly nocked the arrow and pulled the string again.
Because at this moment, Han Shuangxue already thought that there was no need for him to explain to this dead man.
But his next actions, in the eyes of this cultivator, were like acknowledging his identity. Looking at the frost-covered face in front of him, he immediately became convinced in his heart: Only the best assassins can possess
So calm and gentle!
As soon as he thought about this, the male cultivator crushed the transmission talisman with a "bang" sound and quickly sent back the message:
My dear, He Huan, during the trip to the Jin Dynasty, the second elder died and disappeared, Piaoyu Sword has entered the realm of divine martial arts, and has the help of the first bow cultivator Shangguan Yun! I am not going to die soon...
Li Xuan discovered what he was going to do, and although he had already lifted his hair up in the air to prevent you from moving, the message was passed back by the cultivator in a matter of seconds.
Looking at the fearful eyes of the Hehuan Sect man, Li Xuan pursed his lips and explained aloud: "He is not Shangguan Yun..."
Unexpectedly, these words actually greatly stimulated the cultivator. His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled in the air and roared:
"Shangguanyun, do you really think I'm a fool!? I dare to act in a character that I don't dare to admit, but I agree with someone like you who has been delving into surreptitious activities!
I have informed the sect that you just have to face the endless pursuit by the ancestors of my sect, hahahahaha!" Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the cultivator actually laughed maniacally.
After hearing this, Han Shuangxue shook her head and said expressionlessly: "You have the wrong person..."
Before the cultivator could respond again, his neck was broken by Li Xuan, and the death energy in his body was quickly eliminated.
In the blink of an eye, Cao Rui, who was in despair, was the only one left in the field...
Her eyebrows beat violently, and she felt that her hands and feet were beginning to lose control. There was deep fear in her eyes, and she stammered to Li Xuan:
"You, don't come over...don't come over!"
There was a look of disdain in Li Xuan's eyes. He shook his head gently and waved the long sword in his hand. Cao Rui was so frightened that he dared not move. The undulating chest was turbulent, but in Li Xuan's eyes, there was no trace of it.
Feel.
Cao Rui never expected that when he came to the Great Jin Dynasty, almost all the elites of his sect would come out, and the second elder who had the realm of divine martial arts would personally hold the battle.
But looking around the field, Cao Rui felt that there were waves of dizziness in his mind. Looking at Li Xuan who was slowly stomping towards him, Cao Rui's heart became fierce due to the desire to survive. He pretended to be full of amorous feelings in his eyes and stepped forward.
He grabbed Li Xuan's sleeve and begged for mercy in a sweet voice:
"Master, the slave girl has realized her mistake. Please spare my life! You know, if the master can resolve the restriction in my body, I can serve you wholeheartedly!"
As she spoke, Li Xuan still had a cold look in his eyes. After all, Cao Rui in front of him was one of the culprits in the Tianduan Valley killings that led to his death in his previous life. What's more, after rebirth, Li Xuan had a lustful heart.
It has already subsided.
Facing Cao Rui's embracing embrace and smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Li Xuan's eyes were not moved at all. On the contrary, looking at her graceful figure, he just felt a little disgusted, and Li Xuan vomited lightly.
After taking a breath, he grabbed Cao Rui's neck with his left hand and lifted her up, saying in a cold voice:
"It's not just you, no one who participated in the Sky Break Valley that day can escape..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light flashed past, and Cao Rui's head flew off.
Li Xuan stared at the majestic canyon in front of him, sighing in his heart: last time I fled for my life, but today, I will definitely overthrow the Jin Dynasty!
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On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 20th year of the Jin Dynasty, there was still deathly silence in the capital city of Jin Dynasty.
The gloomy wind in front of the palace seemed to have dispersed by 90%. Emperor Wen Li Wen stood in front of the palace gate with his hands folded, the veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms. He did not expect that in just one month, all the meticulous care he had laid
The plans were dismantled one by one by Li Xuan.
With the successive withdrawals of troops from South Vietnam and Northern Liang, even an army expanded to one million could not break through a small Hanyang city. This is simply ridiculous!
After hearing the report of the battle situation by the Jin generals in front of them, although Emperor Wen's expression was as calm as dead water, these generals all felt that the sense of oppression in the field was getting heavier and heavier. Emperor Wen in front of them was like
A volcano is about to erupt, filling this area with extremely strong murderous aura.
Emperor Wen took a deep breath, and the dark wind in the field suddenly surged again, making the generals feel cold!
After a long time, Emperor Wen calmly ordered: "Send the military order and let the remaining army stationed on the city wall..."