Fu Xuesong had a expressionless face and stood on the platform of Cedar Square. The four heads he held in his hand had been hung on a flagpole on the platform. When the wind blew, the four heads could no longer see clearly under the cover of the hair of the four heads. The four heads collided with each other in the air, and blood fell on the platform bit by bit.

Nie Wushuang stood three feet behind Fu Xuesong, frowning and thoughts rolling in his heart. At this time, countless disciples rushed in from the square, and the sound of footsteps was chaotic. Nie Wushuang turned a deaf ear and just lowered his head to think.

As more and more disciples were added in the square, more than 4,000 people consciously divided the array according to their past teams. Gradually, the crowd in the square gradually became quiet from the noise.

As the deacon in the inner hall, Sun Feihu was responsible for presiding over such affairs. He bowed forward and bowed to more than 4,000 people in the square, and said loudly: "Today, Cedar Hall summoned the outer door, inner door, and core inner door disciples to gather. The master announced that the venue discipline does not need to be repeated. The law enforcement officers who opened the Yemen are on standby around. If anyone does not follow the order of the venue, the law enforcement officers will be punished according to the rules. Okay, please be quiet. Please invite me to open the Yemen Cedar Hall Fu Xuesong."

Fu Xuesong walked forward with expressionless expression, and whispered to the dark crowd in front of him: "Today gathering, it was because I opened the Yemen Cedar Hall. This matter has something to do with you. Everyone knows that among the major sects in Yunmeng Continent, from ancient times to the present, there have been encouragement and struggle. In addition to disciples below the third level of Qi training, once their cultivation exceeds the third level of Qi training, they will have to accept various challenges at any time, which of course includes life challenges. Since ancient times, they have achieved success and defeated kings. Early this morning, the four predecessors of the predecessors of the Cedar Hall rebelled in the hall in the Cedar Hall and planned to seize the position of the head of the hall. With the assistance of Nie Wushuang, the four predecessors of the predecessors of the Cedar Hall have been killed."

When Fu Xuesong said this, the square suddenly caused an uproar. Some people couldn't help but shout, and there were sounds of "Ah?" "Huh?" "Hmm?" and "Hmm?" and "Hmm?". If it weren't for the Yemen that it was very strict about the rules for the gathering, I was afraid that the square would have been quarreled long ago.

Fu Xuesong stopped talking, Sun Feihu stepped forward and shouted: "Quiet!"

I have to say that the system of opening Yemen is indeed strict. Deacon Sun just stepped forward and shouted loudly, and the square fell into silence again.

Fu Xuesong pointed his hand on the flagpole on the high platform and said sternly: "The heads of the four guardians have been hung here. I know that everyone in the square has a lot of connections with the four, but now it is a foregone conclusion. The four are killed, so this matter ends here."

In the square, the crowd could no longer hold back, and a loud bang burst out, and someone said, "Ah? Master? Master is dead?" "The master actually killed our master?" "No, isn't this true?" "How is that possible?" "Ah? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"...

The square was filled with voices. Nie Wushuang looked up and searched for the past. He found that there were people fainting everywhere in the crowd, some crying, some shocking, some angry, and some fear...

On the square that was in a mess, Nie Wushuang finally found the figure he wanted to find. Bu Yanyun fell softly in the arms of a female cultivator beside her. Her eyes were wide open, her face was full of anger, and her eyes were staring at Fu Xuesong like a fire. Her eyes, face, and repulsive hatred made Nie Wushuang tremble all over.

When Nie Wushuang saw Bu Yanyun, he suddenly remembered that He Qingshan was Bu Yanyun's master? On the same day, Bu Yanyun was about to die. When he was about to take care of her master, he was so kind, and He Qingshan's head was cut down by himself. If Senior Sister Bu knew the details, how should she face it?

Sun Feihu just learned about this. The Cedar Hall has changed so much that as the deacon in the inner hall, he has even forgotten to come forward to preside over the situation. He stared at the chaos in the square in a daze, and was completely stunned.

Fu Xuesong was prepared and didn't speak. Seeing the noises in the crowd, he remained silent, his eyes shining brightly, and quietly waited for the crowd to be quiet.

After a while, the sounds of crying, noisy and howling gradually calmed down. Fu Xuesong raised his hand and pressed down, transported out his spiritual energy, and said sternly: "Everyone in the square, there are many relatives and disciples of the four guardians. Today, I, Fu Xuesong, said here that if you want to leave my Xuesong Hall, if you want to find me, Fu Xuesong to avenge this killing master, please leave!"

Among the four thousand people, forty-eight people suddenly left the list.

Nie Wushuang saw Bu Yanyun holding her body forcibly, and got up from the woman beside her. When she was about to walk out, she was pulled by Mo Qingyu. The two of them whispered to each other, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Among the people who were out of the list, there were men, women, young and old, with tears flashing on their faces and full of anger.

Fu Xuesong stood on the high platform of the square, glanced at him and said loudly: "Since you are out of the line, I think you have a close relationship with the four great guardians of my ex. I, Fu Xuesong, have a principle." At this point, I saw Fu Xuesong slashing his hands on his chest, and a huge spiritual energy squirted out. The spiritual energy was like a bond, instantly pounced on the forty-eight people who had just left the line.

A loud noise came from the crowd, and the forty-eight people were sucked by the power released by Fu Xuesong, soared into the air and condensed in the air.

Fu Xuesong shouted: "If you want to be my enemy, you must be prepared to be killed by me at any time. If you dare to stand up, then go to die!"

As soon as Fu Xuesong finished speaking, the spiritual energy in his hand swept out like a rainbow. The forty-eight people in the air seemed to be locked by iron chains. They struggled hard, but they could not get through the spiritual power that Fu Xuesong spit out. Only someone shouted: "Fu Xuesong, you are despicable!" "Dare you kill us in public?" "Master, please spare your life!" "Fu Xuesong, you are so cruel!"...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

With continuous sounds, the forty-eight people condensed in the air instantly exploded, turning into blood mist and scattered into the air; under the sweeping of spiritual energy, black shadows quickly emerged from the bursting body like swimming fish, scattering around. Fu Xuesong snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy condensed into a knife, and a knife quickly slashed at the escaped souls.

"Ah!" "Ah!"...

A scream erupted as the soul was killed.

The crowd of people who were originally making noise in the square suddenly became silent. Some people looked up at the air, and blood dripped on their faces, unaware of it. Some people looked at Fu Xuesong with horror on their faces, some people clenched their teeth, their whole bodies were trembling, some people sweated coldly on their foreheads, and some people looked stunned.

With Fu Xuesong raised his hand, he killed the forty-eight people who had just left the list and destroyed their souls.

Nie Wushuang stood beside Fu Xuesong, his pupils contracted sharply. Looking at Fu Xuesong, he felt as if he had known the master of the Cedar Hall for the first time.

At this time, Mo Qingyu pulled Bu Yanyun, who was already stunned and said, "The master of Fu's mind is so cruel and cruel. I have already expected that Yanyun, if you want to take revenge, you must understand the word "tolerance" in Cedar Hall."

Bu Yanyun bit his lips and bleeded, and he nodded slowly. The anger in his eyes swept straight towards Fu Xuesong on the platform.

The square was already in a state of silence, and only the minced meat flying all over the sky fell to the ground and made a "bang, snap" sound.

Fu Xuesong had no expression on his face and said sternly: "The roots must be eradicated after cutting the grass! It is the only way for me, Fu Xuesong, to live until now to create the Cedar Hall."

There was no sound in the square and no one dared to move.

Fu Xuesong waited for a moment and nodded, "Very good, I, Fu Xuesong, are never afraid of killing. If anyone wants to take revenge, just come; from now on, above this square, there are my real disciples of my Xuesong Hall. Your distribution will be completely disrupted, and the matter will be arranged by Sun Feihu and Deacon Sun."

After Fu Xuesong finished speaking, he pointed at Nie Wushuang and said to the crowd standing in the square: "There is another thing that has been announced. Nie Wushuang killed He Qingshan with his own hands and made outstanding achievements. From today on, Nie Wushuang will be the deputy head of the Yemen Cedar Hall. As for the positions of the four major guardians, they will be temporarily vacant and will be selected from everyone in the square in the future. I, Fu Xuesong, hired people, and I do not judge the cultivation level. What I want is your contribution to my Cedar Hall. Who has any objection now?"

As soon as Fu Xuesong said this, Nie Wushuang was shocked all over and looked at Bu Yanyun at one glance. At this time, Bu Yanyun was just wide open and staring at Nie Wushuang with his eyes facing each other. Nie Wushuang's thoughts fluctuated because he knew that even if he didn't kill He Qingshan, Fu Xuesong would definitely kill him. Only then did he understand why Fu Xuesong could detoxify and then do it himself. It turned out that the master of the hall had already calculated that even if he would eventually sit in the position of deputy hall of the hall, it was also in Fu Xuesong's plan.

When Nie Wushuang killed He Qingshan, Fu Xuesong had enough reason to help Nie Wushuang as the deputy chief, not to mention in this situation, who dared not to obey under such bloody killings?

But it was precisely because of this reason that Bu Yanyun instantly transferred this hatred to Nie Wushuang. Looking at Bu Yanyun's furious look, Nie Wushuang thought: Everything is over, everything will be different.

After a silence, some people in the crowd shouted, "First support the Lord's resolution!" When this voice fell, someone shouted, "Support Master Fu." "Support Deputy Lord Nie." As more and more people shouted in the crowd, the sound in the square gradually became louder and louder. Later, thousands of people shouted, "Support the two Lords."

Only then did Fu Xuesong's face gradually show a smile. He turned around and looked at Nie Wushuang, and said with a smile: "How? In the future, you will be the Deputy Lord Nie of my Xuesong Hall."

Nie Wushuang did not look at Fu Xuesong, but his eyes were still on Bu Yanyun's face in the crowd. The hatred cheek seemed to be pricked in his eyes like a knife cutting a needle.

Fu Xuesong didn't care. He just thought Nie Wushuang was surprised and didn't care about how Nie Wushuang reacted. He turned his head and looked at the crowd with his arms raised. The smile on his face gradually became brighter, as if he was talking to himself: "This is the world of cultivation. In the face of absolute strength, anyone must bow his head."

Nie Wushuang didn't know how he spent the past half day. Although he felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him, he was completely out of shape, his thoughts flew in his heart, and more of the angry look flashed in his mind.

It was not until Fu Xuesong rolled Nie Wushuang away from the square and flew back to the Cedar Hall that Nie Wushuang slowly came to his senses.

Standing in the Cedar Hall and looking at the scene where the Cedar Hall had been cleaned up, Nie Wushuang suddenly said, "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. I want to go back to the house and sleep for a while."

Fu Xuesong said: "From now on, what you have to face is countless opponents whose cultivation is far beyond yours. Go and go to sleep. Maybe in two days, when everyone's fear of my behavior just now slowly disappears, you will no longer be able to sleep peacefully."

Nie Wushuang walked back to his stone house like a walking corpse, fell on the bed, thought nothing, and slept with his head covered.

The next morning, when Nie Wushuang woke up, he found that Fu Xuesong was already sitting at his tea table, drinking and drinking.

"Awaken?" Fu Xuesong said: "It seems you are sleeping well."

Nie Wushuang slowly got up, put on his clothes, and didn't bother with Fu Xuesong. After washing up, he sat at the tea table, sighed a long time, and said, "Old Fu, when you see you kill someone, you don't blink. It's really cruel."

Fu Xuesong shook his head and said, "Due to the situation, you have never heard an old saying: One general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven! In Yunmeng Continent, once you embark on the path of cultivation and want to live, you must be cruel."

After a night of rest, Nie Wushuang slightly recovered his spirit and said, "Hey, I have heard about the cruelty of the cultivation world. Yesterday, I saw you in every move, dozens of lives disappeared in an instant. Now I think about it, maybe this is the real cultivation world."

Fu Xuesong nodded and said, "You will understand as time goes by."
Chapter completed!