The crowd was ready to move forward.


    But they never thought that the man standing on that boulder was not a normal man at all. He was just a madman.


    It is extremely dangerous to measure the thinking of madmen with the thinking of normal people.


    Yang Xuan didn''t seem to hear this at all. He just stood with his back to the people and his hands behind his back. He looked like a statue.


    After a burst of noise, seeing that Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear to the curse, someone finally couldn''t help it.


    "If we rush together, I don''t believe it. Can he stop so many of us alone?"


    "Yes, yes! He is only one person. We all rush over together. He must have no way."


    "The arrogant man who doesn''t know where he comes from wants to occupy the forgotten place alone. It''s just wishful thinking."


    "Yes, let''s unite. What can he do to us?"


    "That''s right. We are all disciples of the sect. I don''t believe it. Does he dare to move our finger?"


    "I drew a broken circle on the ground and wanted to monopolize the forgotten place. I didn''t wake up. Let''s go and rush together."


    Wu Wen stopped to step back and looked at the angry people around him. He thought about it and decided to stay and have a look again. What if he still had a chance?


    At this time, the crowd became agitated. A moment later, someone finally rushed to the light group first.


    "I''m the chief disciple of the broken empty sect. Dare you stop me?" the first person who rushed out also showed his identity in order to be safe. He wanted to force Yang Xuan to give way with the oppression of the sect.


    There was the first, there was the second. At the same time, hundreds of figures rushed towards the light group.


    Seeing someone taking the lead, the other martial artists who had been around couldn''t sit still and rushed after the hundreds of people.


    However, people with a heart can find that those who shouted the most in the crowd just now, after rushing out a few steps, they hid into the crowd, but their eyes flickered and observed the situation.


    Although there is no fool, there is also a high IQ.


    Those with low IQ can only make cannon fodder.


    Ten feet, three feet, one foot


    Finally, someone was the first to cross the circle drawn by Yang Xuan.


    Everyone''s eyes focused on Yang Xuan, waiting for his reaction.


    However, Yang Xuan didn''t move and didn''t even react at all, as if he hadn''t seen it at all.


    Other martial artists who deliberately lagged behind and waited for the opportunity were overjoyed, instantly increased their speed and rushed through the circle.


    Hundreds of people rushed over between breaths.


    The rest were overjoyed, and some were disdained.


    "Hum, it''s very authoritative, but what''s the truth? Don''t you dare to do it?"


    "That is to say, I can''t see a villain, pretending."


    "How dare he offend so many sect disciples? How dare he offend so many sect disciples at the same time? He''s not obedient."


    For a time, those who had not moved began to move and rushed to the entrance.


    Wu Wen''s eyes turned rapidly and his heart hesitated.


    Reason told him, come on, come on, don''t drink soup if you''re late.


    But his intuition told him not to go, not to go, to die.


    Under such hesitation, Wu Wen did not move, but stepped back a few steps.


    He always believed in his intuition. This time, he decided to believe it again.


    More people rushed into the circle, and the person in front almost entered the light mass.


    Everyone was determined. It seemed that the man in white on the stone really didn''t dare to do anything with them.


    At this moment, a sigh was suddenly heard in the ears of the people.


    "I have very little time to be kind, but every time, someone dies. What can I do?"


    Everyone was stunned, and then they fell into a golden world.


    No one can describe the brilliance of that moment, and no one can describe the brilliance of that moment.


    When the sky is dark and the golden moon appears, everyone is like falling into a dream, into a dream that can''t wake up.


    Countless golden moons fall from the sky, with extreme beauty, like golden buds blooming, and like fireworks in full bloom, taking people into hell!


    Blood, stumps, broken arms, heads, fear


    a hell on earth!


    Hell on earth interwoven by death!


    There was no scream, no sound came out, and all the sounds seemed to be swallowed by something.


    It was like watching a silent performance, but it brought the fear that everyone''s soul began to tremble.


    They would rather it was a dream, a nightmare.


    They all look forward to the end of this nightmare and wake up soon.


    But unfortunately, this is not a dream, this is reality.


    Wu Wen was shaking. His legs, his arms and his whole body were shaking, and the shaking was getting worse and worse. He couldn''t stop.


    Not only him, many people around him were shaking their legs, pale, and their eyes were full of fear.


    Some female fighters have even bent down, squatted on one side and vomited.


    No one has ever seen such a murder, no one has ever seen it.


    Even, they feel that this is not murder, it is simply obliteration, it is the collective obliteration of hundreds of people.


    The thick smell of blood floated with the wind, accompanied by the silence of everyone.


    At this moment, the slightly emaciated figure on the boulder became as heavy as a mountain in their hearts.


    Those who dare to cross this line, die!


    Yang Xuan''s words seemed to be echoing in his ears, but this time, no one dared to try again.


    A warrior stopped at the edge of the line and was only an inch away from stepping into the circle.


    But they didn''t. that inch saved his life.


    One step to heaven, one step to hell!


    Looking at the death almost in front of him, he finally sat on the ground with his teeth trembling and couldn''t say a word.


    At this moment, he was on the verge of collapse.


    The crowd was guessing, in fear, looking at Yang Xuan''s back.


    Yang Xuan did not move. He still carried his hands and quietly looked at the light in front of him.


    He doesn''t want to kill, really.


    Today, he has killed too many people. He doesn''t even know how many people there are. He is a little numb.


    However, sometimes the truth is so helpless.


    He doesn''t dare, but kills people here. It''s very troublesome.


    He was a man afraid of trouble, so at the beginning, he didn''t kill anyone.


    However, it backfired. In the end, he killed hundreds of people.


    so much trouble!


    Yang Xuan sighed.


    It''s not killing hundreds of people that can frighten others.


    It''s not that simple.


    Behind these hundreds of people, I don''t know how many forces and sects can be involved, not to mention those covetous warriors outside the circle. Behind them, I don''t know how many forces can be involved.


    During the opening of the forgotten place, Yang Xuan can only stay here, can''t move or leave.


    Therefore, the forces behind these people can be easily found.


    Yang Xuan can already imagine that he killed the small one and came to the old one; Kill the five Qi and come into the Tao; Kill the way, come to the Shinto.


    Moreover, not one, but a group.


    When Yang Xuan started, he was destined to stand on the opposite side of the whole northwest warrior. What he faced was the whole northwest.


    So he is a real madman.


    But he had no choice.