Who is this? I was stupid in reading?

"Who are you?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"Zhu Fengwu, the lower Confucian scholar, is seventeenth in the list of people."

The scholar in white shouted loudly.

"According to what you said, should I surrender? Close my eyes and wait for death?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"If you have a little conscience, you should break your meridians and kneel on the ground and wait for everyone to deal with it. Your hands are covered with countless blood. Are you not afraid of nightmares at night? Chen Xuan, whoever you killed is not old and young? Do you know how many families you have harmed? Do you have to watch them fall into pain and unable to extricate themselves?"

The scholar in white shouted.

"Yes, the Confucian master is right. Chen Xuan, if you have killed so many people, will your conscience hurt?"

Someone shouted loudly.

"Don't be afraid of him, I have given various forces a flying pigeon, and their people will come soon!"

The middle-aged man holding a golden ring sword shouted again.

Chen Xuan shook his head gently and said, "I will give you ten breaths. You can go. If you are still here within ten breaths, I will start a killing attack!"

"Arrogant devil, give me your life!"

The old man from Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall shouted angrily, retracted his body, pounced out like a big bird, and slapped at Chen Xuan.

The middle-aged man holding a golden ring sword and seven or eight other strong men rushed over with him.

Seeing them rushing out, the rest of the people shouted loudly, waved their swords, and rushed over one after another.

The man who was forced out of the back of the tree by Chen Xuan was shocked and turned around quickly and was afraid. He didn't dare to stay too long. How could he interfere in this kind of formation?

Bang!

Chen Xuan used a backhand to hit the [Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm], with great force and great force. The air slapped with the slap, and it was like a steel knife, colliding with the old man in Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall. The old man was simply vulnerable, and he blew blood on the spot, his wrist broke, and was hit by the terrifying energy. He flew backwards for more than ten meters in an instant, breaking several big trees one after another, and died of a life of death.

He is a famous figure in the second and fifth level of heaven, and his unique skill is [Secret Heart Palm]!

Originally, he came with hatred and wanted to avenge his blood, but he didn't even take a palm and was shocked to death on the spot.

This scene surprised everyone who rushed over and was disbelief, but at this time, if they wanted to withdraw, how could they have time?

Chen Xuan rushed into the crowd, carrying a strong wind, and was extremely fast, and directly collided with the middle-aged man's golden ring sword with one palm.

Boom!

The most powerful [Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm] combined with the double internal force, it was like a shattering destruction. It shook the golden-ring sword and turned into dozens of fragments. The light was dazzling and was swept by the terrifying remnant force, as if it had turned into the most terrifying hidden weapon in the world, shooting towards the crowd rushing around.

Puff puff puff puff!

ah!

Screaming in the sky, I don’t know how many people were hit by these terrifying fragments, spewing blood and flying backwards.

The middle-aged man's golden-ring sword was slapped by a palm. Before he could turn around, he was printed on his chest by Chen Xuan's palm. With a bang, the clothes on his upper body instantly exploded to pieces, blood sprayed on his mouth, screamed and flew backwards.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chen Xuan broke into the crowd, kept hitting his palms and elbows, and these people were like scarecrows, vulnerable, and people kept flying everywhere.

The scholar in white was shocked and disbelief. He quickly turned around and ran away. But just as he turned around, a afterimage flashed in front of him, almost at the extreme, and appeared in front of him in an instant, with five fingers like dragons, pinching his chin.

"Must gun?"

Chen Xuan looked at his face.

"You...you...I would rather die than surrender than surrender."

The scholar in white looked frightened and said.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the neck was broken.

Chen Xuan threw his body away, as if throwing garbage.

"I'll make you happy, anyway, I'm stupid in studying, and living is a disaster."

The scholar in white had wide eyes and his light was dim.

I am a high-ranking scholar in Confucianism, why do I really kill me...

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, looking in all directions, and could clearly feel a series of obscure gazes staring at him.

It seems that there are many masters in the dark.

"Kill me, surround the enemy, don't let him go!"

"Siege and kill the dead family and avenge your dead fellow disciples!"
Chapter completed!