"Almsgiver He, Xuanji and Xuantong made mistakes, and they will be dealt with according to the Shaolin rules..." Xuannan couldn't help but stand up and said, but he was at least halfway through when he was interrupted by He Xie waving his hand.
"Could it be that Shaolin's sect rules are more important than justice?" He Xie sneered, "Master Xuannan, it's not Shaolin that's dealing with unscrupulous disciples, but today's heroes who want to seek restitution from Shaolin for the dozens of lives they lost in vain.
This blood debt!"
After saying that, He Xie did not look at Xuan Nang's ugly face. He suddenly turned around, looked around, and said loudly: "Today, my sworn brother was besieged by hundreds of people and narrowly escaped death! As Qiao Feng's sworn brother, He Xie must
I won’t let it go!”
He Xie said, his tone turned cold: "Destroy my sworn brother's wise life, and even take his life. This hatred is irreconcilable! But most of us are deceived by others, and many heroes died in vain. He doesn't want to
Those who are aggressive and follow the crowd, He can represent my sworn brother and will not be punished!"
"Second brother, what do you think?" He Xie turned around and asked.
Qiao Feng solemnly clasped his fists: "It's all up to my eldest brother!"
He Xie nodded slightly, turned around and continued: "No matter what, the heroes who were killed and injured today all died at the hands of my sworn brother. If anyone has a grudge against him and wants revenge, he can come to our brother and we will bear the burden together."
Of!"
All the heroes were silent.
He Xie spoke again: "But the culprit must be punished! The culprits that caused today's tragedy are Shaolin Xuanji and Xuan Tong, and the second is the organizer of this hero conference! Just because of your momentary thoughts, the Central Plains martial arts has been ruined for decades.
This is a rare tragedy. Even the four notorious villains will be ashamed of themselves for this crime. How can He spare your lives?"
By the end of the sentence, He Xie was very serious.
He suddenly flicked his sleeves and unblocked Xuanji's acupuncture points.
"Where are the two owners of Juxian Village, and Doctor Xue, the enemy of the King of Hell?" He Xie glanced sharply and asked.
Granny Tan sighed and said: "He Shaoxia and the two heroes of the You family have died at the hands of Qiao Feng."
He Xie was startled and nodded: "You foolish and ambitious people, have a good death!"
No one can refute this statement.
Now, who doesn’t feel resentful towards Shaolin and the people who organized this heroes conference?
There was only one young man at the scene who was lying on the two corpses and crying bitterly. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at He Xie with hatred. However, when He Xie noticed and looked at him, the young man's expression changed drastically, showing fear, and he hurriedly
Lowered his head.
This young man is none other than You Tanzhi, the young master of Juxian Village.
"Xue Muhua is here!" At this moment, a thin middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.
The man's face was pale and his eyes were a bit panicked, but he still managed to calm down. He walked out of the crowd step by step and looked at He Xie.
He Xie just glanced at him, then turned back to Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong and said, "You three are also famous people in the martial arts world. Let's fight in the martial arts world! The three of you come together."
"Brother!" Qiao Feng shouted hurriedly.
He Xie raised his hand and said slowly without looking back: "He is determined to wipe out all injustices in the world. Let's officially start from today!"
Qiao Feng and Xuan Bei were shocked at the same time.
"Amitabha!"
After a pause, he raised his head and looked at He Xie: "I wonder if I can get He Xie to draw his sword?"
He Xie untied the sword box and held it in his hand. He slowly brushed the cover of the box with his other hand and said calmly: "If you come together, barely is enough."
Xuan Ji did not get angry, but sighed and said: "I know very well that I am no match for He Shaoxia, so I have no choice but to shamelessly ask my junior brother for some advice. Xuan Tong, are you willing to fight side by side with my senior brother?"
With tears in his eyes, Xuan Tong took a step forward: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother is obligated to do so!"
"Okay! Okay!" Xuanji smiled.
He Xie opened the sword case, took out Xiao Lian, and flicked it with one finger.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword is melodious and lasts for a long time.
"excuse me!"
Xuanji and Xuantong looked at each other, one from the left and the other from the right, and they all rushed over!
These are the last words Xuanji left in the world.
He Xie wanted to show off his power today, how could he give them a chance to fight back?
As the two of them jumped towards him, He Xie also moved.
He flashed between the two of them.
The two sides staggered and exchanged positions.
The tip of He Xie's sword pointed backwards, while Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong stood stiffly on the spot, motionless.
In the short moment when they were separated, He Xie quickly thrust out two swords, which seemed to be light and swift, but actually contained sword energy, instantly shattering the hearts of the two of them!
These two people had been seriously injured by He Xie before, how could they escape He Xie's all-out attack?
After a long time, Xuanji finally put his palms together with difficulty and said hoarsely and weakly: "Namo Amitabha..."
He fell down sideways and bumped into Xuan Tong's body, and they both fell to the ground at the same time.
But the strange thing is that from beginning to end, neither of them had any blood flowing out.
The heroes were in an uproar!
"What happened? How did they die?"
"Did you see He draw his sword? Why didn't I see anything?"
"I didn't see it either. Could it be that he used magic?"
It can be said that in the entire Juxian Village, only those who could see clearly that He Xie had just used his two swords, except for Qiao Feng, Xuan Bei, Xuan Nan and Tan Gong Tan Po, the rest, even how Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong died were unclear.
have no idea!
"It is indeed the best sword in the world!" Tan Po took a deep breath and said slowly.
The scalps of several people behind him were numb.
They asked themselves, if they were put in Xuanji and Xuantong's position, they might not be able to dodge this sword!
He Xie held a sword flower in his arms, turned around slowly, and looked at Xue Muhua expressionlessly.
Xue Muhua's whole body tensed up instantly.
His face was pale and gloomy, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart.
Just when He Xie was frowning impatiently, Xue Muhua suddenly gritted his teeth and knelt down with a pop!
The heroes were in an uproar again!
"Doctor Xue!" An old man who was close to him couldn't help but stood up with a changed expression, "If a man dies, he will die, so what are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid of death!" Xue Muhua's face turned red and he suddenly said loudly, "Because I, Xue Muhua, am responsible for the master's duty, this matter is related to the life and death of my sect! I, Xue Muhua, deserve to die, but I must fulfill the master's instructions and continue
die!"
As soon as these words came out, the disdainful glances towards him suddenly became much less.
Xue Muhua raised his head and looked at He Xie, gritted his teeth and said: "He Shaoxia, Xue is self-aware and is definitely not your opponent! Xue also knows that he has sinned deeply and has no shame to live anymore! But he dare not violate the teacher's orders. Can He Shaoxia give Xue ten days' grace?"
?Ten days later, Xue will fulfill his master’s orders and will not survive!”
After saying that, he knocked his head three times on the ground "bang bang bang".
There was a hint of smile in He Xie's eyes.
Xue Muhua said it righteously, but how could he not see that this man was actually scared to death?
