Violent Dan Zun

  Chapter 1838 The Death of He Long (2)

  Hate is like a tricky snake eroding Chen Xuan's body unscrupulously. At this time, Chen Xuan felt that only the ice-like temperature remained in his heart.

  The faint light in his eyes looked at He Long coldly, and He Long felt straight in his heart when he saw it.

"You... you actually know about Helan Yuer and Helanheng. Forget it! Anyway, if you are about to die, it doesn't hurt to tell you! Helan Yuer and Helanheng's affairs were handled by the lord himself. "He Long smiled bitterly, never expecting Jiang He and Sect Master Helan to provoke such a murderous god.

  It seems that he just died before them, and there are countless Snow Mountain Sect disciples who will die in this disaster.

   "This matter has been planned by Sect Master Helan for a long time, mainly the big man behind Sect Master Helan. It's just that he exists in the legend, and I don't have the right to know the details."

   "But this is a shock to the outside world. According to legend, he has ascended to an immortal, and he is blessing Sect Master Helan and the Snow Mountain Sect on another immortal plane."

  He Longshu was full of awe when he said this. Become a fairy? Chen Xuan secretly thought it was funny, why the monks now like to call themselves immortals?

  I just don’t know if the elders have met his cheap master and the so-called fairy. Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with mocking light.

  "As for Helan Yu'er, he was rumored to be hiding in an unknown family at the time, the kind of family that is ants to the Snow Mountain Sect. I don't remember the name!"

   "That family has also been killed, how many people are here? There seem to be more than a hundred people! As for that kind of small family, how could someone help them retaliate against us?"

When   He Long mentioned this, his eyes were full of natural colors, as if he was talking about a very normal little thing. Yup! The lives of more than a hundred people in the Chen Mansion were in their eyes, like ants, if they wanted them to die, let them die.

  Chen Xuan's eyes became more chilly, and his heart became heavier and heavier. The bloodthirsty in his heart was like a tide coming towards Chen Xuan. it is good! Sure enough, Chen Mansion and himself were so humble in the eyes of the Snow Mountain Sect. And her beloved woman, in the eyes of the Snow Mountain Sect, is just a small character who can be killed at any time.

   "You..." Why do you feel that Chen Xuan's breath is very wrong? Where did you make a mistake? Enraged this terrible ancestor? He Long didn't know it himself, but he knew that Chen Xuan's air pressure had blocked his heart.

  Call...

  A cool breeze blew, and Chen Xuan's hair became even more messy, and he suddenly raised his eyes. The killing intent in the scarlet eyes made He Long wonder if he was dead now?

   "Hehehe...very good! Ants, right?" Chen Xuan's voice was like a mosquito whispering, but the air pressure entrained in his words was like a hail that controlled the atmosphere to death.

  He seemed to be talking to himself and he seemed to be asking He Long. Where could He Long dare to speak at this time? He just looked at Chen Xuan in a daze, with pleading eyes in his eyes.

   "Very good!" After Chen Xuan faintly uttered these two words, the sword followed him, and the sword intent like Ling Feng went straight onto He Long's right leg. It seemed that he had just pierced into his meridians impartially. Chen Xuan did not rush to pierce with a sword, but instead entered the power of the earth and fire while holding a long sword.

what!

   A scorching sensation followed the upper edge of He Long's bloodline, and at this time he felt like a flame in his body was burning his blood. Chen Xuan's face became even paler, looking like a malnourished student.

  But He Long really felt how terrifying this person's strength was.

   "Do you know where you have offended me? Give you a chance to remember. If you can't remember, my sword will follow your blood to make you worse off."

  Chen Xuan said these words faintly. If he hadn't seen Chen Xuan's eyes, he had never felt Chen Xuan's sword intent. It must be ridiculous to think that this is just a joke between this young man.

  But He Long knows it's not! But where did he guess where his hatred for him began? He Long shook his head frantically, and the gurgling voice in his mouth seemed to be justifying something.

   "Heh! Noisy!"

   After Chen Xuan spit out two words coldly, the power of the earth fire on his left palm became even stronger, and he straightly cooked the meat on He Long's right leg. But He Long will not be able to die for a while.

  It's just the wailing sound. Chen Xuan frowned and said coldly.

  "You better stop making noises that upset me, or I will make you more painful a hundred times!"

  He Long was so scared that he bit his teeth tightly, as if he was about to crush his teeth. At this moment, He Long only had those eyes, with a trace of anger.

  The rest is invisible, lifeless.

  "It’s still the same, I’ll give you a stick of incense, you think about it slowly! Thought of answering me. After a stick of incense, can you keep your right leg? It's up to you!"

  Chen Xuan drew out the Jialan sword, a heart-digging pain approached He Long. He Long felt that he might as well die instead of being tortured like this. Chen Xuan raised his head and glanced at He Long, as if he had guessed what he was thinking.

  He smiled coldly, and a cloud of green mist appeared on his left palm. Then he threw it away, and the blue mist settled on He Long's body along with the breeze.

   "This...what is this..." He Long said these words so hard, his physique seemed to have become when he was a baby. Chen Xuan's face was still white and terrifying, his eyes faintly looked at him, and he said coldly.

  "This is my power of earth fire, and the power of earth fire suppresses all the vitality and power in your body, so even if you want to bite your tongue, I'm afraid you can't do it!"

  Chen Xuan smiled and continued.

   "I don't like others not doing what I say!" Chen Xuan said very casually, but every word of him made He Long feel terrified.

"Forgot to tell you! My final outcome is death! No one can change it. As for how you die, it depends on your performance!" Chen Xuan's words were full of chills, but they were still inferior to the fear of death that tormented He Long. .

   "You...then you kill me!" He Long roared with exhaustion, his eyes filled with despair. There is still a slight flushing color on his face, it may be the extreme excitement and pain.

   "I don't want people from the Snow Mountain Sect to be too cheap!" Chen Xuan said sharply. At this moment, He Long felt like his head was buzzing with thunder.

   Then there was endless silence and fear...In fact, Chen Xuan did this only to make He Long more painful. But how could this bit of pain compare to the moment he saw Yu'er's corpse and outstanding writing?

  At that time, he felt that the whole world did not need to exist anymore, and He Long was just waiting for death at this time.

  A few hours later, there was a pile of minced meat. Of course, He Long's psychology collapsed first. Chen Xuan even felt that all this seemed to be a dream.

  He has finally grown into that decisive, tormenting demon! Chen Xuan sighed lightly, and after about a moment of silence, his eyes returned to the previous microwave calmness.

   Then he walked to the pile of minced meat and started rummaging.

Ok?

  The other worldly silver can't attract Chen Xuan's attention. But all his eyes stayed on a wooden brocade box, and Chen Xuan could faintly feel that this wooden brocade box seemed to have an extraordinary power.

   Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and the Snow Mountain Sect ranked first in the Ulan Empire. The wood of this wooden brocade box is made of 10,000-year-old sinking wood, which is extremely rare.

  I don’t know what good stuff is inside, and Chen Xuan snatches it. Opening the brocade box, an orchid-like fragrance rushed towards Chen Xuan's nose. Chen Xuan was actually intoxicated at this moment, his soul seemed to be attracted to the box by this fragrance.

  Orchid fragrance?

  What baby is this? Chen Xuan searched for information in his mind, and the characteristics of Lanxiangsan seemed to match this thing. Is this the legendary Lan Xiang San?

  Chen Xuan felt a little bit in his heart, and then compared it with the information in his mind three times. I screamed in my heart and sent it! The so-called Lanxiangsan is actually made from 10,000-year-old orchids.

  According to the legend, it was produced by the Five-Rank Pill Talisman, who picked Wannian Orchid, Wannian Dew and special medicinal materials. The monk can increase the strength of his blood when taking it.

  This is what Chen Xuan needs most at the moment! He and Ningsui Pill are simply a natural match, a perfect match! Once the Concentrating Pill is taken by the monk, it can make the monk's Taoist energy flow like water.

  But if you have Lanxiangsan, taking it into your body is like expanding your blood with gentle force. Can withstand a stronger horizontal Taoism.

  It seems that the wicked animal was looking for the old dog Jiang He, which just saved me a lot of effort. Chen Xuan thought to himself. As for the pile of minced meat, Chen Xuan didn't care, and it was estimated that he would be dealt with by the kind beast until tomorrow.

  Chen Xuan slowly walked back to his cave house, and after he had comprehended the Ninth-Rank Talisman, he went to the Snow Mountain Sect for revenge. His eyes were full of hatred, and the powerful killing intent and bloodthirsty coldness reduced the temperature of the entire cave a lot at this time...

  "Helanchong of the Snow Mountain Sect and the old dog of Jianghe are waiting to die!" Chen Xuan said fiercely, his expression full of chills. As for the nine elders of Qinghumen, I don’t know how Ziyi handled it...

  That Nizi, too, left without saying a word...

  (End of this chapter)