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Chapter 230

    The sun broke and the darkness dissipated.


    Yang Xuan appeared in a completely dark void. In front of him was a small black bead.


    The beads are only the size of your thumb, floating quietly without any waves.


    The next moment, darkness came again, and Yang Xuan fell into darkness.


    ……


    When he saw the light again, it was snowing.


    Yang Xuan stood quietly in the snow, his eyes seemed to penetrate the snow and fell in an unknown distance.


    The snow was falling, and there was a moonlight white between heaven and earth.


    He gently stretched out his hand, and several snowflakes fell on his hand and melted slowly.


    In his body, a black bead the size of a thumb stayed quietly, regardless of what he did.


    Through the flying snowflakes, he saw an acquaintance - Xie Tianke.


    At this time, Xie Tianke looked at a loss and was at a loss.


    When he saw Yang Xuan in the snow, he rushed over.


    "Who are you? What did you do?" Xie Tianke drank wildly, and his eyes were full of murders.


    There was a green light in the white snow, just like the green sun. The snowflakes splashed and flew upside down.


    Yang Xuan smiled, then slowly took his hand and pointed out.


    "I''m Yang Xuan." he opened his mouth gently, accompanied by snowflakes, very cold.


    "Yang Xuan?" the body of Xie Tianke, who turned green, shook wildly: "are you not dead?"


    Snowflakes disappear, buds grow on the ground, and the next moment, the earth turns green.


    The incredible color appeared on Xie Tianke''s face. He was shocked: "are you getting up in vain?"


    "I started in vain!" Yang Xuan did not deny it and pointed it out.


    Spring returns to the earth and flowers bloom.


    "Poison breaks Yin and Yang!" Xie Tianke''s body is more green and welcomes Yang Xuan''s fingers.


    The flowers withered and the green grass turned black. In a moment, Yang Xuan''s white and slender fingers seemed to turn black.


    Poison of the road!


    This is the poison of Xie Tianke''s Avenue, the poison of the avenue that poisons all things in heaven and earth.


    Xie Tianke''s face showed a grim smile. No matter whether he was Baiqi or Yang Xuan, as long as he was poisoned by his Avenue, he would immediately turn into a pool of thick water.


    Looking at his fingers turning black, Yang Xuan laughed and sneered.


    He finally understood what the poison of Xie Tianke''s Avenue was.


    The poison of Xie Tianke''s Avenue actually comes from the aura array of Biyun lake.


    He didn''t know what method he used to store the wood spirit poison from Biyun Lake in his body, and then send it out when facing the enemy.


    If Xie Tianke uses other moves to deal with Yang Xuan, he may have the power of a war, but he uses the poison of the road to deal with Yang Xuan. It''s really stupid and can''t be more stupid.


    So he died and died under his own poison. The irony can''t be satirized any more.


    "This... How... Possible?" before he died, he still opened his eyes and couldn''t believe that he had died under his own poison.


    "Because you are so stupid." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    Xie Tianke died. His death was not clear. Even before he died, he didn''t know that Biyun sect had disappeared in the world.


    Pathetic!


    It snowed heavily. After a while, Xie Tianke''s body was buried. Perhaps, for a long time, no one would know that there was a generation of owls buried here, a great master of dramatic humanity who died.


    Yang Xuan got a ring from his finger. The storage ring is more than ten times larger than the space he now has. There are also some natural and local treasures, precious medicinal materials, more than a dozen congenital gold pills and some martial arts secrets.


    Yang Xuan sent out his thoughts. Zhang Heng and Xie Tianji disappeared.


    But I saw the old woodcutter, who was flying to the Juling sect.


    Julingzong, Yang Xuan fell in the dilapidated courtyard. The old man who cut firewood looked at him, and then said with his mouth missing a few teeth: "Your Excellency, it''s better to have a bowl of tea."


    "OK!" without hesitation, Yang Xuan sat down directly on the stump in the yard.


    The old woodcutter smiled, then went into the house and brought out a broken bowl with a gap from the house. There was heat in the broken bowl.


    But this time, only ordinary tea leaves floated in the water, not the leaves with poor taste he had drunk before.


    After tasting a mouthful of tea, the taste was good. Yang Xuan sighed: "it seems that you can''t drink the earth spirit leaves."


    A trace of surprise flashed in the old man''s eyes and asked, "how did you know that I have a spirit leaf?"


    Yang Xuan smiled and said, "the Earth Spirit leaf can expand the meridians of the martial arts and greatly improve the accommodation of the power of heaven and earth. It is very precious to the martial arts. I just heard that. Do you say, senior Yang Feng?"


    The old woodcutter was silent. After a while, he sighed: "my name has not been mentioned for a hundred years. How did you know?"


    Yang Xuan drank the tea in the bowl and said, "elder Yang, what happened?"


    Yang Feng was silent, and a trace of confusion and regret flashed in his eyes.


    Yang Xuan took another sip of tea and didn''t speak. He just waited quietly.


    "It''s nothing, but I had a dream." Yang Feng sighed with melancholy: "a dream that has been done for more than 100 years."


    "Now, wake up!" Yang Feng made a final summary, with a trace of self mockery on his face: "but he got nothing."


    "Where is that place?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Disappeared, no trace." Yang Feng said faintly.


    Yang Feng fell into silence. He really didn''t know what to say.


    "By the way, I''m going to leave a man from Juling sect." Yang Xuan suddenly said.


    Yang Feng nodded and said, "I know that after being locked up by me for so many years, it''s time to set him free."


    "Why did you detain him?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Also for that place, but in the end, he didn''t help." Yang Feng said.


    Yang Xuan was silent again. After a long time, he stood up and said to Yang Feng, "in that case, goodbye!"


    Yang Feng looked at him and suddenly said, "please have tea!"


    As soon as the words fell, the tea bowl placed on the wooden pier by Yang Xuan suddenly trembled slightly, and then a stream of tea shot out.


    The tea is light green. It is a very common green tea, which is very suitable for the identity of firewood choppers. However, when the tea leaves the tea bowl, it becomes very unusual.


    Yang Xuan''s expression was solemn. Yang Feng''s move looked very freehand and relaxed. Its power and artistic conception were still above thanking Tianke and the green snow queen, and it was not a bit high.


    The tea shot at Yang Xuan''s face door like an arrow, without the slightest wind and energy.


    Yang Xuan pointed out that there are two forces on his fingertips, one is born and the other is dead!


    Life and death!


    This is the first time Yang Xuan has used a complete finger technique of life and death robbery.


    Yang Feng''s face once again appeared extremely incredible. In the face of Yang Xuan''s finger, he felt that he had no way to start, and he had a feeling that there was an irresistible road in Yang Xuan''s finger.


    The tea dissipated directly, and the tea lines in the old tea bowl did not move, as if nothing had happened.


    Yang Xuan also took back his fingers, and the power of life and death returned to calm, but his face also showed surprise.


    Life and death robbery, life is robbery, death is robbery, life and death robbery, or from life to death, or from death to life, there is no other choice.


    But Yang Feng withdrew from the power of life and death, as if he had never been in the future.


    "Qingxue''s death is not unjust! Xie Tianke''s death is not unjust!" Yang Feng sighed, looked at the ring on Yang Xuan''s hand and sighed.


    Yang Xuan smiled: "see you later!"


    After talking, the fire dragon appeared at his feet and Yang Xuan jumped up.


    Yang Xuan, who was in the air, suddenly stopped. After a long silence, he gently said, "why don''t you go back to Yang''s house?"
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