Chapter 92

In the distant sky, there was the roar of propeller. A helicopter flew from high altitude until it stopped on the lawn of Nangong's house.

The cabin door was opened, and Nangong Tian stumbled off the plane. When he saw six or seven cold bodies on the ground, the whole person knelt directly on the ground, with a lot of tears in his eyes.

"Ye Xuan, I'm coming. If you want to kill me, kill me. Please let my family live."

There was no rage, no hysteria, and even the blood feud Nangong Tian had forgotten. He knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Xuan, hoping that ye Xuan would show mercy and let his family go.

Zheng!

The bloody sword was everywhere and murderous. Under the desperate eyes of Nangong Tian, ye Xuan cut out with a sword, and more than ten Nangong family members died on the spot.

Blood, blood, poignant and magnificent blood stained the earth, and there was a sound of panic and despair.

"Why? Why? "

Looking at the scene in front of him, Nangong Tian roared wildly, because he had never seen such a lunatic person, and could even do this to the old, weak, women and children.

"In fact, the truth is very simple. If I was killed by a missile that day, would you Nangong Tian let my family go?"

Ye Xuan walked forward with a bloodthirsty demon sword. Every step he took, there was a life disappearing. The flying blood light and the desolate sword spirit proved that ye Xuan had turned into Shura death without any human emotion.

"The strong are always strong, and the weak are like dogs. As the leader of Nangong family, there should be no few people who have died directly or indirectly in your hands for decades. You should understand such a simple truth better than me."

The blood and water spread around him until ye Xuan came to Nangong Tian's body. After him, all the people of Nangong family turned into cold corpses except Nangong Ming's father and son.

"Ye Xuan, even if he turns into a fierce ghost, he will eat your meat and drink your blood." Like the curse of the dead, like the howl of a fierce ghost, Nangong Tian's face is twisted and ferocious, as if he were a demon climbing out of hell.

"Remember, don't meet me in your next life, or you will still die without a place to bury."

Ye Xuan's voice was bland. The bloodthirsty demon sword fell and the sword gas burst out. In the sad howl of Nangong sky, it directly turned into a bloody rain and scattered on the earth.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa."

Nangong Ming and his son cried and looked at Ye Xuan's back, showing an extremely hatred color.

Suddenly turned around, no waves and no waves.

Ye Xuan walks towards Nangong Ming's father and son until he comes to them. Ye Xuan cuts Nangong Ming's throat in peace and lets him die in despair.

"Uncle... Uncle... No... Don't kill me... Please... Please..." The child cried aloud, and his young body staggered back.

Looking at the child in front of him, ye Xuan's face was flat and his voice was warm and said, "son, do you remember the story I told you just now?"

"Remember... Remember." The child trembled.

"The world has never been right or wrong. Some are just strong and weak. In this life, you gave birth to Nangong family by mistake. I hope you can spend your life in peace in the afterlife."

A sword light pierced the child's heart, and a little red blood sprayed on Ye Xuan's face. He didn't wipe it, but looked up at the high sky and the waning moon, with unspeakable depth and loneliness in his eyes.

Ye Xuan asked himself, today he ruthlessly killed all his six desires, but why is his heart so uncomfortable?

Have mercy on the child? Or there is compassion in my heart.

Little by little, only a little short. Ye Xuan could feel that he almost didn't have the heart to start just now.

"Heart devil?" Ye Xuan whispered to himself.

"But if it's a demon, why don't I have the sign of being possessed?" Ye Xuan was puzzled.

Ye Xuan's consciousness is very clear. He knows that when he embarks on the path of an immortal, he has to experience endless killing. Today, he just slaughters the door and destroys the family, but it makes him feel a little depressed. This has never happened to him.

"The so-called compassion has long been abandoned by me. If I have compassion, I can only turn into bones at the feet of others on this nine-day road."

"I don't kill people. People want to kill me. It's the so-called retribution of grievances. Today's slaughter is the most correct choice for me."

Six desires are ruthless, and heaven and earth have no intention.

Ye Xuan finally calmed down his agitated mood. He stepped out and disappeared directly in the same place, but Nangong family was also caught in a huge fire at the moment.

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Kyoto, panic.

In the early morning, Kyoto citizens inquired about what happened last night. However, under the martial law of the armed security department, no news spread. With the passage of time, this matter was gradually suppressed.

At the same time, the news of the collapse of Nangong family spread all over the upper echelons of Kyoto. No one knew who did it. Until ye Xuan appeared in the public's view, it shocked many upper echelons of Kyoto. I don't know how ye Xuan survived these scientific and technological weapons..

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Kyoto, siheyuan.

Ye Xuan sat back in the rocking chair. Linglong and Tieli stood around him. Qinglong was constantly reporting to Ye Xuan.

"Mr. Ye, all the followers of the Nangong family have been removed, but the grimace man can't find out his whereabouts."

"It doesn't matter. He will surface sooner or later. It won't be too long." Ye Xuanping faded out.

When he killed Nangong Tian, ye Xuan already knew that even if he forced Nangong Tian to tell the whereabouts of the grimace man, he was afraid that when he found it, it would be empty. Why should he do so.

Although Ye Xuan didn't know the whereabouts of the grimace man, he already had some speculation in his heart. Since this man has been lurking in Kyoto, he must not be an unknown person.

And in Ye Xuan's heart, he has sentenced this person to death, because as long as it is his enemy, the final end is only death.

"Mr. Ye, one more thing. Now all families and some ancient warriors want to come to see you. Have you seen it?" Qinglong tentatively said.

Obviously, the battle between Ye Xuan and Li Huantian completely established Ye Xuan's reputation. Both the upper echelons of Kyoto and the ancient martial powers were deeply in awe of Ye Xuan and naturally wanted to get closer to him.

"I like quiet. Tell them not to bother me."

"I see." Qinglong nodded, as if he had already guessed Ye Xuan's attitude.

"Qinglong, please arrange it for me. I want to see Xueji alone."

As ye Xuan's words fell, Qinglong looked stunned. His eyes looked slightly strange at Ye Xuan, and his face also looked embarrassed.

If you were someone else, Qinglong would surely promise, but this Xueji adult's identity is extremely not simple. Even if the above leaders attach great importance to it, if ye Xuan conflicts with this Xueji adult, I'm afraid things will be difficult.

"Mr. Ye, I'll do my best. I can't guarantee whether Lord Xueji will see you." Qinglong was a little embarrassed.

"Oh!"

Ye Xuan's eyes crossed a strange and inexplicable color and whispered, "she met me. I'm afraid she's ready now."

Somehow, seeing ye Xuan's appearance, Qinglong's body suddenly collapsed, and an uneasy feeling appeared in his heart. He could only flatter and smile and force this uneasy down, but his heart kept praying. Ye Xuan must not do anything special to Xueji.