"Are you threatening me?" Yehaoxuan originally wanted to leave, but this guy's words made him change his mind again. He turned and stared at Yu Zongdao: "can I understand that?"
"I'm not threatening you. I'm teaching you to be a man." When Yu Zong saw that yehaoxuan had turned around, he thought that yehaoxuan had been shocked. After all, the realm of Jindan Avenue was beyond the imagination of many people.
"You teach me how to be a man? Do you deserve it?" Yehaoxuan sneered, "you just killed someone here. I'll give you a chance to get out, but you don't. do you want to die here?"
"Well, since you want to die, I'll give you this chance."
"What do you want?" Yu Zong stretched out his hands, and his two hands came out completely from his sleeves.
The old man's hands really don't match his age, because his hands look very white and tender. They don't look like the hands that an old man should have.
Just at the moment when his hand was stretched out, the sound of the brush made his hand completely changed, like it was covered with a thick layer of iron armor. The iron leader is famous for his iron palm. I'm afraid this guy's hand is sharper than the claws of Wolverine.
"You mean it's time to do it?" Yehaoxuan looked at the guy in surprise. He smiled and said, "I didn't plan to do it. OK, since you want to do it, I'll fight with you, but you mustn't regret it."
"Boy, don't think you can do whatever you want with your own strength. Now I'll teach you a lesson." Yu zongmeng shouted, and his claws went up, and then he tore them forward.
Hiss, a strong claw mark appeared in the void. The claw mark tore the air and flew to yehaoxuan. Yehaoxuan retreated and avoided the claw mark.
Since Yu Zong had no intention of leaving his hands when he started, he quickly moved his paws, hissing, hissing, and the claw marks in the air lit up one after another.
After the attack, both of them stopped. Ye haoxuan's chest was torn with a claw mark. His chest clothes cracked, and blood flowed from his body, and then solidified.
And there was a faint black gas on the claw marks, tearing his body constantly, making the wound on his body bigger and bigger.
"Hehe, once my northern Yin Xuan claw is torn, the wound will not heal, and it will get bigger and bigger. Even if it is an expert of xuandao, it will not heal. Boy, you are arrogant and arrogant. I see how long you can last."
"Careless." Yehaoxuan said to himself, he took a deep breath, and then in a few breaths, the claw marks on his chest healed. Except for the blood solidified on his chest and the broken clothes, yehaoxuan could not see any damage on his body.
"You... How is this possible, how is this possible?" Yu Zong looked at yehaoxuan inconceivably. He stepped back as if he had seen a ghost.
He knew how powerful his northern Yin Xuan claw was. Even if the person of Zhenxuan Taoist school was injured, he would suffer a great loss. But now yehaoxuan seems to be innocent, and his body will heal itself.
"How can this be impossible? As I said, you people just sit around and watch the sky. I don't think you know what a phoenix soul is." Yehaoxuan sneered. His figure suddenly disappeared. In the next second, he appeared beside the old man.
Yu Zong's reaction was not slow. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, he waved several claws forward. Several claw marks formed in mid air to stop ye haoxuan's attack.
But yehaoxuan's body shape disappeared. When he appeared, those claw marks were already behind him. His right hand stretched out, his sword fingers merged, and his right hand cut forward with a finger, and a light trace suddenly formed.
"Sword finger." Yu Zong's eyes stagnated, and then he quickly waved his right hand. The sound of Ding was like the sound of gold and iron. He screamed, and his right iron claw was cut into two pieces.
Yehaoxuan was not merciful. He took his sword and fingers together and cut out another claw of Yu Zong.
"Aren't you the mysterious way? Don't you call yourself the heavenly way? Don't you treat all living beings like ants?" Yehaoxuan said, cutting forward one after another.
Yu Zong's arm was cut off, and blood marks appeared on his chest.
"In my opinion, you are just jokes..." yehaoxuan didn't mean to be merciful at all. He cut his finger forward and shouted, "what's wrong with the host? He just makes some money to support his family... Why did you kill him?"
"Ah... Ah..." Yu Zong was speechless. He screamed and retreated. A sword cut off his right foot. He fell to the ground with a plop.
Yehaoxuan stopped, but Yu Zong is no longer like a person. His arms were cut off, his right foot was cut off, and his body was covered with scars. His mouth was covered with blood foam, and he could not live.
"Pain? Despair? That's right." Yehaoxuan sneered: "everyone has the right to live. Even ants are the same. Killing a mortal is as simple as stepping on an ant. In my eyes, you are also ants."
"Remember what I said today. If there is an afterlife, be a good man." The swords and fingers rose together and waved with one hand. Then yehaoxuan turned and left. Yu Zong's eyes were wide open. He was dying.
There was no sound at the scene. As long as the people present were dumbfounded, they all looked at yehaoxuan. They swore that they must remember the young man's face and have a good relationship with him.
"Mr. Ye, I'm going to Yanjing. Hu Feng..." when ye haoxuan came down, Hu Feng quickly told himself his name.
When Hu Feng stood up, other people woke up and greeted ye haoxuan. They thought that the expert behind such a young xuandao expert must be very strong. It was absolutely right to brush his face with him.
Yehaoxuan nodded back. He was not a cold man either. But when he came to the door, he suddenly stopped. He said faintly, "there is another friend. Since he has come, let's see him. What is hiding? You are also a Taoist."
This evening, there were three masters of banxuandao at the scene, but now only two are dead, and the remaining one has not appeared yet. But yehaoxuan knows that this guy has been at the scene for a long time, but he has been dormant there all the time.
The figure flashed, and the last xuandao expert appeared. This was a middle-aged man with a wry smile on his face. He arched his hands and said, "Mobei Zhang xuange."
"Why don't you show up?" Yehaoxuan glanced at the middle-aged man. He asked faintly.