In the distance, the whistling of propellers came from the sky, and a helicopter passed by from a high altitude until it was docked on the lawn of the Nangong family.

The cabin door was opened, and Nangong Tian staggered off the plane. When he saw six or seven cold corpses on the ground, he knelt on the ground, and a lot of tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Ye Xuan, I'm here. If you want to kill me, just kill me. I just want you to let my family go."

There was no roaring angry, no hysteria, and even the deep hatred of blood in front of him, Nangong Tian had forgotten. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Xuan, hoping that Ye Xuan would be merciful and let his family go.

Zheng!

The blood sword was everywhere, with murderous aura. Under Nangong Tian's desperate gaze, Ye Xuan slashed out with a sword, and more than a dozen Nangong family members died tragically on the spot.

Blood, blood, and magnificent blood soaked the earth, and even the sound of horror and despair came.

"Why? Why?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Nangong Tian roared wildly, because he had never seen such a crazy person who could even take such a ruthless move in the face of the elderly, weak, women and children.

"Actually, the reason is very simple. If I was killed by a missile that day, would you, Nangong Tian, ​​let my family go?"

Ye Xuan was walking forward holding the bloodthirsty demon sword. Every step he took, a life was disappearing. The flying blood light and the sad sword energy proved that Ye Xuan had turned into the Shura Death God without any human emotion.

"The strong are always strong, and the weak are like dogs. As the head of the Nangong family, there should be no fewer people who have died directly or indirectly in your hands for decades. You should understand such a simple truth than me."

Blood spread and the anger was surrounding his body until Ye Xuan walked to Nangong Tian. Behind him, all the people from the Nangong family turned into cold corpses except for Nangong Ming and his son.

"Ye Xuan, even if he turns into a ghost, he will eat your flesh and drink your blood." Like a curse of the dead soul, like a ghost howls, Nangong Tian's face twisted and hideous, as if he was an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"Remember, don't touch me in your next life, otherwise you will still die without a place to bury."

Ye Xuan said calmly, and the bloodthirsty demon sword fell down, and the sword energy in the sky burst out. In the miserable howl of Nangong Tian, ​​it directly turned into blood rain in the sky, scattered on the earth.

"dad!"

"grandfather."

Nangong Ming and his son cried out loudly, looking at Ye Xuan's back, showing an extremely hatred look.

I turned around suddenly, without any turmoil.

Ye Xuan walked towards Nangong Ming and his son until he came to the side of the father and his son. Ye Xuan cut through Nangong Ming's throat in peace, which also made the man die in despair.

"Uncle...Uncle...No...Don't kill me...please...please..." The child cried out loud, and his young body staggered back.

Looking at the child in front of him, Ye Xuan looked plain and said with a gentle voice: "Child, do you still remember the story I told you just now?"

"Remember... remember." The child trembled and said slightly.

"There is never right or wrong in this world. Some are just strong or weak. You are born in the Nangong family in this life. I hope you can spend your life safely in the next life."

A sword light pierced the child's heart, and a little red blood was sprayed on Ye Xuan's face. He did not wipe it, but looked up at the waning moon in the sky, with indescribable depth and loneliness in his eyes.

Ye Xuan asked himself, today he was ruthlessly killing all six desires, but why did he feel so uncomfortable?

Do you have pity for this child? Or may you feel compassion in your heart.

A little bit, only a little bit, Ye Xuan could feel that he almost couldn't bear to start just now.

"Is the inner demon?" Ye Xuan murmured to himself.

"But if it is an inner demon, why don't I have any signs of getting into a demon?" Ye Xuan was puzzled.

Ye Xuan's consciousness was very clear. He knew that when he embarked on the path of a cultivator, what he had to experience was endless killing. Today, he was a little depressed by slaughtering the family. This situation had never happened to him.

"I have long abandoned the so-called compassion. If I have compassion, on this unique path, I can only turn into a corpse under someone else's feet."

"I don't kill people, but people want to kill me. As the saying goes, when will the revenge be repatriated? Today, the massacre of the family is destroyed. This is my most correct choice."

The six desires are ruthless, and the heaven and earth are heartless.

Ye Xuan finally calmed down his agitation. He stepped out and disappeared directly from the spot, but the Nangong family was also trapped in a huge fire at this moment.

...

In Kyoto, people are in panic.

When I got up early in the morning, Kyoto citizens asked what happened last night. However, under the martial law of Wu'anji, no news was spread. As time passed, this matter was gradually suppressed.

At the same time, news of the destruction of the Nangong family spread throughout the upper class of Kyoto. No one knew who did it. Until Ye Xuan appeared in everyone's sight, it caused many upper class people to be shocked, wondering how Ye Xuan survived these technological weapons...

...

Kyoto, Siheyuan.

Ye Xuan was sitting on the rocking chair, Linglong and Tieli stood beside him, and Qinglong was constantly reporting something to Ye Xuan.

"Mr. Ye, all the members of the Nangong family have been removed, but the man with a grimace cannot find out his whereabouts."

"It's okay, he will surface sooner or later, and this time will not be too far away." Ye Xuan said calmly.

When he killed Nangong Tian, ​​Ye Xuan already knew that even if he forced Nangong Tian to tell the whereabouts of the man with a ghost face, he was afraid that when he went there, the people would be gone, so why would he do this for nothing?

Although Ye Xuan didn't know the whereabouts of the man with a grimace, he had some speculation in his heart. Since this person has been lurking in Kyoto, he must not be an unknown person.

And in Ye Xuan's heart, this person was sentenced to death, because as long as he was his enemy, the final outcome would be death.

"Mr. Ye, there is another thing. Now all major families and some ancient martial artists want to come to see you. Are you not seeing you?" Qinglong tentatively said.

Obviously, the battle between Ye Xuan and Li Huantian completely established Ye Xuan's reputation. Whether it is the upper class of Kyoto or the ancient martial arts psychics, they have deep awe of Ye Xuan and naturally want to get closer to him.

"I like quietness, tell them not to bother me."

"I understand." Qinglong nodded, as if he had already guessed Ye Xuan's attitude.

"Qinglong, please help me arrange it. I want to meet Xue Ji alone."

As Ye Xuan's words fell, Qinglong's face was stunned, his eyes looked slightly strange, and his face also showed a hint of embarrassment.

If it were someone else, Qinglong would have agreed immediately, but this Lord Xue Ji's identity is extremely not simple. Even the bosses above attach great importance to it. If Ye Xuan and this Lord Xue Ji have a conflict, it is afraid that things will be a bit difficult.

"Mr. Ye, I will do my best. As for whether Lord Xue Ji sees you, I can't guarantee this." Qinglong said a little embarrassedly.

"Oh!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with strange and inexplicable expressions, and he murmured: "She met me, I'm afraid she's prepared now."
Chapter completed!