Two startled Hongs chased forward and backward.


    The light in front is unstable and seems to dissipate at any time, while the light behind is filled with killing opportunities, revealing a momentum of killing.


    "Duan Qinghong, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch up with you and break up thousands of corpses." a roar came from the light behind, shaking the world.


    "Ha ha, yes, you can catch up. I think you can catch up when." a frivolous voice came from the light in front.


    The light from far to near. After approaching Yang Xuan, the light in front suddenly changed direction and rushed directly to Yang Xuan.


    When the light dissipated, a thin middle-aged man jumped down from the flying sword and rushed to Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan didn''t move, his eyes just fell on the flying sword.


    The flying sword was blue. After the thin man left, he circled in the air and stabbed Yang Xuan in the throat.


    "Despicable!" a cold hum came again, and another light fell down in an instant.


    "Each other!"


    The flying sword stopped at less than an inch of Yang Xuan''s throat, and Duan Qinghong''s face was full of grimace: "Wu Yong, you Yunlan sect boast of being a famous and decent school and take protecting mortals as its own responsibility, but now, I''m going to kill in front of you. What can you do to me?"


    When the light dissipated, a young man with flying sword frowned and looked at Yang Xuan.


    "Let him go!"


    Wu used his eyes to sweep a circle on Yang Xuan''s face. He no longer paid attention, but said coldly to Duan Qinghong.


    "Oh, let him go, can you let me go?" Duan Qinghong sneered.


    Wu Yong has chased him day and night. To tell the truth, he is at the end of a powerful crossbow at this time.


    "Duan Qinghong, you indiscriminately kill innocent people, selfish for yourself, and kill several villages. These practices have seriously violated the gas refiner convention. I won''t kill you either. You go back with me. It''s fair and fair." Wu Yong said coldly.


    "Go back?" Duan Qinghong sneered: "do you think I''m a three-year-old child?"


    Wu Yong shook his head and looked at Yang Xuan again before he said, "you know, even if you kill this mortal, you can''t threaten me."


    "Ha ha." Duan Qinghong laughed loudly: "see, this is the so-called famous sect. In name, it is to protect civilians, but in fact it is fishing for fame and reputation. It''s your life and death."


    He said this to Yang Xuan. There was a terrible smell of broken cans.


    "Are you an alchemist?" Yang Xuan suddenly asked.


    Duan Qinghong and Wu Yong were stunned at the same time, because Yang Xuan''s tone was very calm, and there was no panic on his face.


    Generally speaking, when ordinary people meet such things, they have long been scared of shit and urine. It''s not easy to stop. They will be as calm as Yang Xuan.


    Duan Qinghong felt a bit wrong, but no matter how he observed, the person in front of him was just a mortal, nothing different.


    "I ask you, is it an alchemist?" Yang Xuan asked again. He gently extended his arm and took it to the flying sword hovering at his throat.


    Looking at Yang Xuan with a dull look, Duan Qinghong inexplicably felt a burst of panic.


    Even Wu Yong once again turned his eyes to Yang Xuan, his eyes flashing.


    Crystal like jade fingers gently pinched the blue flying sword, like a snake.


    The snake is struggling, but it can''t get rid of those two white fingers anyway.


    Duan Qinghong''s face changed greatly, and he was shocked and angry: "who are you?"


    Click!


    The little blue snake made a clear sound, breaking in two from the middle.


    Poof!


    Duan Qinghong suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit quickly withered.


    At the early stage of foundation building, Wu Yong chased him all the way. There was little aura left. Now Yang Xuan destroyed his flying sword, which was refined with painstaking efforts, and suffered heavy losses in an instant.


    After spitting out blood, he quickly reacted, jumped up and wanted to leave Yang Xuan''s side.


    But the next moment, a white hand gently pressed on his shoulder.


    "Wait!"


    As soon as the voice falls, press the palm gently.


    Duan Qinghong instantly felt that there was an extra ten thousand ton mountain on his shoulder. He couldn''t breathe under the pressure, and he was full of despair.


    Duan Qinghong''s face turned white. He knew he might be in big trouble today.


    All this happened in a few seconds. The rabbit rose and the stork fell. The situation in the field had changed greatly. Wu Yong, who looked opposite, was stunned on the spot.


    Shua!


    A startling cloud came from Duan Qinghong''s sleeve and stabbed Yang Xuan under his arm.


    Click!


    After a light sound, a huge scream rang out.


    Wu Yi''s face turned pale. Looking at Duan Qinghong''s arms that were forcibly pulled from his body, he suddenly felt that his tongue was dry.


    Although he also killed people, he still couldn''t accept it as simple and direct as Yang Xuan.


    No beauty at all.


    "If you have more thoughts, it''s not as simple as breaking your arm." Yang Xuan looked at Duan Qinghong coldly.


    In a way, compared with the noumenon, Yang Xuan''s Yuanshen is closer to the road, the ruthless cultivator, and the seven emotions and six desires of human beings are almost unheard of in Yuanshen.


    Bean sized beads of sweat continuously flowed down Duan Qinghong''s forehead, and the severe pain made him almost unbearable.


    "What school are you from?" Yang Xuan asked faintly.


    "I''m a casual practitioner. Where did I come from?" Duan Qinghong covered his wound tightly with his only remaining hand.


    "Your Excellency, he is the key criminal of yunlanzong. I wonder if you can give him to me?" Wu Yong suddenly arched his hand.


    Yang Xuan ignored him, just looked at Duan Qinghong and asked, "do you know where the seven star gate is?"


    Duan Qinghong''s face was full of a tragic smile. He stared at Yang Xuan: "Your Excellency is coming to amuse me. As long as you are an alchemist, who doesn''t know, who doesn''t know. Since I fall into your hands, you can kill or cut me, whatever you want."


    Yang Xuan nodded. Since Duan Qinghong knew where the Seven Star Taoist gate was, it couldn''t be better.


    Wu Yong saw that Yang Xuan didn''t answer his words. There was a trace of anger between his eyebrows, and his tone began to turn cold.


    "Sir, I repeat that Duan Qinghong is a key criminal of yunlanzong. If you want to take him away, you are the enemy of yunlanzong. You should consider it well."


    As the most outstanding disciple of yunlanzong''s younger generation, he has his own pride in the middle of foundation building. Yang Xuan has ignored his existence again and again, which has angered him.


    "I''m still useful. I''ll give it back to you after using it." Yang Xuan didn''t even look at him and said faintly.


    Duan Qinghong''s face turned red and white. A moment later, they all turned miserable.


    Once upon a time, he fell into such a field, like an article, and threw it away when he ran out.


    At this moment, he suddenly felt that life was boring.


    "You''d better give him to me now." Wu Yong lost his patience and said coldly.


    "What if I don''t hand it in?" Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed.


    "Then you are the enemy of the whole yunlanzong." Wu said word by word, and the light in his hand lit up.


    "Oh!" Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head, but only said four words: "I don''t know how to live or die!"


    "What?" Wu Yong flew into a rage and waved his arm suddenly. A blue light came out from his waist, pierced the night sky and cut directly at Yang Xuan.