Green mang broke through the air and attacked Yang Xuan''s face door with the power to cut everything.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed, and there was a flash of murder.


    Because the blow from Wu Yong had no room for mercy, but killed it all.


    "Ah!" Yang Xuan smiled, lightly took out his hand and gave directions.


    The next moment, time is still, blood is flying all over the sky, dyeing the dark night sky red.


    Duan Qinghong''s face was earthy, and his eyes were full of fear. Looking at Yang Xuan, it was like seeing ghosts.


    The blood floated down with the meat foam. Yang Xuan took a deep breath. Somehow, he liked the taste.


    The thick smell of blood.


    "Jin... Jin Dan!!!" Duan Qinghong trembled and finally spit out two words from his mouth.


    These two words are as light as a feather, but they weigh more than a thousand kilograms.


    Golden elixir, ten thousand friars may not be able to produce a golden elixir.


    At this moment, Duan Qinghong was very glad that he just lost an arm.


    "Do you know where the Seven Star Taoist gate is?" Yang Xuan looked at the blood rain in front of him as if there was nothing, but asked faintly.


    Duan Qinghong shivered and nodded like pecking rice: "yes, I know."


    "OK, take me to the seven star gate." Yang Xuan''s words were simple and clear.


    "Before... Elder, you killed Wu Yong. I''m afraid... I''m afraid we won''t get to the Seven Star Taoist gate and will be chased and killed by the people of Yunlan sect." Duan Qinghong looked at the fragments on the ground and smiled bitterly.


    "Oh? What do you say?" Yang Xuan asked.


    Duan Qinghong walked over and kicked a white jade card out of the fragments with his feet. He looked at it and sighed: "Senior, the important disciples of Yunlan sect all have this identity jade card. It can not only show the identity of Yunlan sect''s disciples, but also play an important role. That is, once the master dies, the jade card will immediately pass back the scene before his death to Yunlan sect. I''m afraid the experts of Yunlan sect are already on the road at this time."


    "Yunlanzong is very close to here?" Yang Xuan asked again.


    "Not far. It only takes one day to fly the sword," Duan Qinghong explained.


    "No harm." Yang Xuan said faintly, "the seven star gate is in that direction."


    Duan Qinghong said with a wry smile: "it''s just going to pass through the seven star gate, but we can make a detour."


    "No need!" Yang Xuan said faintly. When he picked his toes, the blue flying sword originally belonging to Wu Yong had fallen into his hands. When he thought about it, he had erased the mark left by Wu Yong.


    "Let''s go!" he said faintly, then jumped into the flying sword.


    Duan Qinghong was helpless in his eyes. After thinking and sighing, he also took out a flying sword and jumped up.


    At the same time, in a non luxurious room, Yang Xuan''s body leaned against a chair and looked indifferent.


    Behind the table in front of him, a poker face frowned.


    "Yang Fan, be honest. This is not a place where you can be wild."


    Yang Xuan glanced at him, smiled and said, "let the head of secret service seven come to see me."


    "Presumptuous!" the poker face slapped the table, and the spotlight on the shaking table almost fell to the ground.


    "Don''t be angry!" Yang Xuan shook his head and said faintly, "you can''t sit in the Lord about what I want to talk about."


    Poker wanted to put the recorder in his hand directly into Yang Xuan''s mouth and stir it again.


    Yang Xuan came here with such an attitude, which made him very unhappy.


    "You first explain the killing of Zhang Ping, and then say something else." the poker face held back his anger and said.


    "I killed people, and there were no bones." Yang Xuan didn''t even mean to hide.


    "Well, just admit it. You are really lawless." Poker smiled angrily: "I really think no one can cure you?"


    "I believe this!" Yang Xuan nodded and said again when his poker face was a little angry, "but it won''t be you."


    "You..." poker face felt a mouthful of old blood almost gushing out.


    Bang!


    Yang Xuan made a slight effort, and the special handcuffs buckled on his wrist turned into pieces.


    Poker''s face was startled. He took out a pistol from his arms and aimed it directly at Yang Xuan.


    "Don''t move. What are you doing?"


    Yang Xuan didn''t even pay attention to him. He just stepped and walked directly to the one-way glass on the left.


    Bang!


    The poker face shot, and the bullet, accompanied by a faint smoke of gunpowder, directly focused on Yang Xuan''s back.


    After a light sound, the bullet fell to the ground, and there was not even a trace in Yang Xuan''s back heart.


    The eyes of poker face almost fell out. His mouth was wide enough to plug a fist.


    Yang Xuan walked to the glass, and a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Xuan''s face in the mirror.


    "You are their head?" he said inexplicably.


    Behind the mirror, the men in jackets and casual wear who brought Yang Xuan over turned blue and said nothing.


    In front of them, a strong man stood quietly.


    The man looked at Yang Xuan through the glass. There was a strange look in his eyes.


    After a while, he said, "no, I''m not."


    Click!


    The glass that could prevent bullets broke and covered the ground, so that he and Yang Xuan came face to face directly.


    "Can you take me to see him?" Yang Xuan asked, staring at the strong man.


    The strong man stopped the men who wanted to rush up, nodded and said, "yes, but you have to prove that you are qualified."


    "How to prove it?" Yang Xuan asked curiously.


    "Defeat me!" Shuo Zhuang stared at Yang Xuan''s eyes and said faintly.


    Boom!


    The next moment, his body had flown back, hit the wall hard, and hit a big hole in the wall, revealing the next room.


    In the room full of instruments, more than a dozen staff members looked at it in surprise.


    Outside the big hole, there were several heavily armed soldiers who immediately pointed the black muzzle of their guns at Yang Xuan.


    "Captain!" the man in the jacket was the first to react. He was stunned and rushed directly to Yang Xuan.


    "Stop! Cough..." at the critical moment, the strong man struggled to get up from the ruins and suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood.


    The people who rushed up stopped and ran to pick up the strong man.


    "My name is Liu Sihai." the strong man gasped for breath and said with a trace of horror in his eyes: "he is the captain of the third team of secret service No. 7."


    Yang Xuan was noncommittal, but asked faintly, "now you can take me to see your boss."


    Liu Sihai nodded and waved to several soldiers to put down their guns. Then he said, "you can defeat me, which is enough to prove your strength. Such talents are exactly what we need. The director must be happy to see you."


    Some people came to clean up the broken bricks and tiles here, and Yang Xuan came to another room with Liu Sihai.


    "I''m practising martial arts. I''ve turned my strength into strength. I didn''t expect to be beaten by you. It''s heaven and earth. I don''t know whether you are... Martial artist? Power? Or..."


    "I''m an alchemist." Yang Xuan said simply.


    "I see." Liu Sihai suddenly realized that since he was a mysterious alchemist, it was not surprising.


    "The plane has been arranged, and then we will go to the capital. Talents like your excellency are what we lack." Liu Sihai seemed to have no objection at all and said happily.


    Yang Xuan thought for a moment and asked, "what kind of organization is secret service seven?"