"Afraid?"

    Yang Xuan still smiled, turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Suyi.

    "You seem to have asked little finch the same thing."

    Lin Suyi also smiled: "not afraid!"

    Yang Xuan smiled and stabbed his long gun straight forward, like a silver dragon, born in the sky and pierced the darkness.

    "Split and cut!" Yang Xuan''s voice rumbled, like the will of heaven and earth, with infinite majesty.

    The spear pierced out, and the tip of the spear shone in the night sky. It lost the middle process and directly hit an enemy in front.

    "Poof!"

    There was a slight and incomparable sound. The tip of the white and bright silver gun gently stabbed into the enemy''s chest, only half a point.

    The man stopped, looked down suspiciously, looked at the tip of the gun pierced into his chest, but didn''t feel any pain.

    "What''s this move?" he looked at Yang Xuan and asked.

    "I just learned it. I''m not very skilled. Forgive me." Yang Xuan smiled and seemed to talk to an old friend.

    The man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he suddenly felt something entering his heart. Then he blacked out and lost all consciousness.

    He fell straight down, a little blood flowing out of his chest and dyed his clothes red.

    Endless enemies continued to rush, but Yang Xuan had received his gun and stood quietly.

    "Puff, puff, puff..."

    At the next moment, countless soft sounds sounded in the square. The enemies in front of Yang Xuan were like cut wheat, falling down one by one, silent.

    In a moment, a huge vacancy was cleared in front of Yang Xuan. In the blink of an eye, nearly 100 people fell down.

    Suddenly, the square fell into silence. Only the sound of torch burning floated in the night sky and spread far away.

    A dark cloud drifted past and covered the moon. The whole world was dark. It seemed that I didn''t want to see this scene.

    "Hiss!"

    At the next moment, there was a huge sound of cold breath in the square. All the enemies stopped, shocked and frightened. They looked at Yang Xuan''s eyes as if they were looking at monsters.

    Lei Jingwu''s eyes were dull. He felt a huge cool air. From the soles of his feet, he rushed to the top of his head, making him fall into an ice cellar and cold all over.

    "This... This... This..."

    His mouth was wide open, he couldn''t close it, his eyes were prominent, and his eyes almost didn''t fall out.

    For a moment, the people in the square stood like wooden stakes.

    Yang Xuan frowned and shook his head slightly. Although this attack method is powerful, it is not as good as his other Taoist techniques in terms of coverage.

    However, this move also has advantages, that is, it saves energy and consumes much less aura to achieve the same purpose than he uses Golden Moon chop or other Taoist techniques.

    "Is this... That punch?" Lin Suyi looked surprised, looked at the miracle in front of her, and opened her mouth slightly.

    "Well, I''m just a beginner and need to practice again." Yang Xuan nodded and told the truth.

    Lin Suyi spits out her tongue slightly. She''s not satisfied. What else?

    "What do you call split chop?"

    Lin Suyi suddenly remembered something and said curiously, "this name is too..."

    "My name is always simple and direct!"

    Yang Xuan''s old face is slightly red. He has always been called incompetent, which can be seen from all his Taoist skills.

    Lin Suyi smiled slightly, her fingers gently covered her red lips, and her eyes were like a curved moon.

    Yang Xuan deliberately ignored her and suddenly looked up at an enemy on the right.

    When the horse bandit was looked at by him, he only felt a cool air rushing directly to his head. The dead soul was so scared that he screamed and was about to escape.

    Yang Xuan''s wrist trembled slightly, and the silver spear suddenly jumped from the ground, like a suddenly leaping poisonous snake, directly jumped on the man''s back.

    "Poof!"

    The tip of the gun came out in front of the man, and the blood gurgled out. The man''s eyes stared round, as if he couldn''t believe that he would die like this.

    "Puff, puff..."

    A series of sounds of death sounded again, and countless horse bandits fell instantly. They didn''t even have time to explain their last words.

    Who has ever seen such strange martial arts? Who has ever seen such a killing technique?

    For a time, people felt that their heart and hair were cold, their throat was dry, and their legs and feet began to soften. If they were filled with lead, they weighed as much as a kilo.

    "Run!"

    I don''t know who shouted, just like lighting the lead of explosives. Suddenly, everyone ran away, hating that their parents gave birth to two legs less.

    In an instant, people stepped on horses in the square. I don''t know how many people were trampled to death by their own people, or pushed off the cliff, and their bones disappeared.

    Lei Jingwu was stupid. He fell to the ground with a dead horse on his body. His eyes stared at Yang Xuan and swayed all over his body, as if he saw a ghost.

    Looking at the people running away, Yang Xuan also lost his interest in hunting. He let go of his hand holding Lin Suyi, dropped his long gun and walked to Lei Jingwu.

    Lei Jing''s teeth trembled and made a clicking sound. When he saw Yang Xuan coming, he almost peed in his pants.

    "You... You... Uncle, spare your life!" Lei Jingwu looks big and bulky, but his performance in the face of the test of life and death is unbearable and contemptible.

    Yang Xuan thought of Pei Meng. They compared and made a judgment.

    "How many horse bandits are there?"

    Yang Xuan picked out the long gun and shot the dead horse pressed on Lei Jingwu. The tip of the gun pointed to Lei Jingwu.

    Lei Jingwu was startled by him and thought that Yang Xuan was going to stab him. When he found out that he had picked up the dead horse, he was slightly relieved. Seeing Yang Xuan''s question, he reluctantly propped up his body and knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "if you go back to uncle, there are two thousand people on this mountain."

    "Two thousand people?" Yang Xuan frowned.

    Lei Jingwu frowned when he saw him and trembled: "Sir, sir, there were originally 2000 people. Peimeng took more than 300 people away, leaving more than 1000 people."

    Yang Xuan looked at him and asked, "more than a thousand people? Are they horse bandits?"

    Lei Jingwu flattered: "no, no, no, some are family members."

    Yang Xuan nodded. It seemed that the whole strength of a cloud was the nearly 1000 people just now.

    After thinking for a while, he asked, "besides you and Peimeng, are there any other masters with inner strength of ten layers?"

    "No, No."

    Lei Jingwu hurriedly replied, "we are the left and right leaders, each commanding half of the people and horses, and the other highest is only the eighth level of internal strength."

    He looked at Yang Xuan''s face and added timidly, "the man who was stabbed to death by you just now is a man with eight layers of internal strength."

    Yang Xuan was noncommittal and asked, "how often do you go out to rob?"

    Lei Jingwu smiled and said, "Sir, we don''t have a fixed time. Sometimes we go out to play when we think of it. Sometimes we don''t go down the mountain for half a year, and we don''t live on it."

    Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked slowly, "play? Do you call this play?"

    Lei Jingwu shrunk his neck and didn''t dare to answer.

    Yang Xuan continued to ask, "do you kill people every time?"

    Lei Jingwu called to bump Tianqu: "Sir, I never kill people. I just rob money and never kill people. But Peimeng has to kill people every time he goes out. He has to kill many people. I said him many times. He never listens."

    Lin Suyi was slightly stunned, interrupted and asked, "don''t you kill?"

    Lei Jingwu hurriedly said, "aunt, I''m very blood sick. How dare I kill?"

    Lin Suyi was dumb. An expert with ten layers of internal strength fainted. Who believed it.

    Yang Xuan paused and asked, "you said just now that you don''t live on this?"

    "Yes, we are not short of money." Lei Jingwu said, "we go out to play because we are bored."

    "The money from you?" Yang Xuan asked.

    "It''s all from the leader. We don''t know where it came from. The leader has a lot of money." Lei Jingwu said.

    "Leader, black crow?" Yang Xuan asked with a frozen look.

    "Yes, yes, it''s the black crow boss." Lei Jingwu nodded.

    Yang Xuan looked at him and asked slowly, "where''s your boss?"

    "Our boss is always closed at the top of the mountain. He seldom comes out or takes care of things. Peimeng and I are in charge." Lei Jingwu said.

    There are many doubts.

    A horse bandit gang doesn''t rely on looting for a living. Instead, it regards going out and looting as play, and the boss gives money. It''s very strange.

    "Take me to the place where the black crow closes." Yang Xuan picked up his long gun.

    "OK, OK!"

    Lei Jingwu quickly got up and showed Yang Xuan an ugly smile than crying: "as long as you don''t kill me, you can tell me anything."

    Yang xuanlin was stunned with Su Yi. Lin Su Yi was really curious and couldn''t help asking, "how do you think of joining a cloud with your character?"

    Lei Jingwu cried: "I''m a good martial arts school. I don''t want to be the owner. I was caught by boss black crow. If I don''t do it, he will kill me."

    Yang Xuan took a swipe at the corner of his mouth, paused with a bright silver gun, and said silently, "lead the way."

    "Yes, sir, please come here."

    Lei Jingwu flatters, not like a vicious robber, but like a procuress who is soliciting business.

    Yang Xuan followed Lei Jingwu and walked all the way to the top of the mountain through strange buildings.

    At this time, the mountain was full of horse bandits who fled in panic, some running down the mountain and some running up the mountain.

    The horse bandits who passed by Yang Xuan all the way were directly picked to death by Yang Xuan.

    Lei Jingwu''s eyelids jumped, bent and dared not breathe.

    It''s hard for him how a big man can look like an aggrieved little woman.

    Yang Xuan three people, all the way up, a moment of effort, reached the top of the mountain.

    On the top of the mountain is a platform. On one side of the platform, there is a stone house made of black stones, which is not very impressive.

    Outside the stone house, there are stone tables and stone chairs. Next to the stone table, there is a small vegetable garden with green vegetables. They are fresh and tender. It gives people a boost of appetite.

    "Here it is."

    As soon as Lei Jingwu got on the platform, he didn''t dare to approach any more. He just stood far away and winced.

    Yang Xuan and Lin Suyi looked at each other. It was hard for them to imagine that the famous black crow who could stop children from crying at night should live in such a unique and elegant place.

    At this time, all sounds are quiet, the bright moon is hanging high, and the whole mountain top is a school of its own, with a poetic and picturesque feeling.

    Suddenly, a sigh came from the stone house.

    Yang Xuan was suddenly surprised and stretched out his hand to protect Lin Suyi behind him.

    This sigh seems to appear from the dark abyss, with corruption, degeneration and death, as if to take away people''s souls.