"roar!"

A shocking roar came from the waist of Songshan Mountain. The roar was extremely shocking, and it seemed to shake the entire Songshan Mountain tremble. Countless old pine trees on the mountain were automatically blown away, and the pine needles fell all over the ground.

Groups of white cranes walking among the pines were frightened by the roar, screaming and flying out of the forest.

The birds and beasts in the entire Songshan were frightened and ran around the mountain.

At the hillside.

Just as Yang Xian made a long roar, the yellow-robed monster opposite changed drastically, and his body was shaken by Yang Xian's roar and then stood firm.

But after standing firmly, the monster in yellow robe ran away.

He had already heard from the roar that he was definitely not Yang Xian's opponent. This man reacted very quickly. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, his body flashed and had reached more than ten feet away. He was as fast as lightning, and his body movements were shocking.

But he is faster, Yang Xian is faster!

Just as he was walking forward before he landed, Yang Xian kept whistling and reached out to take a photo.

boom!

The palms are filled with wind and thunder!

The man in the yellow robe who was running away was as if struck by lightning. A powerful force hit his back and suddenly collapsed, causing his chest to bulge high.

"puff!"

Blood and internal organs splattered out of his mouth, and his whole body was soared into the sky by this huge force. Before he could land, the man had fainted in the air.

Yang Xian took a big step, just one step, and he had crossed dozens of feet away. His arm stretched out and he had grabbed the unconscious man in the yellow robe.

Yang Xian has never been so angry!

I have never blamed myself so much!

During the days he spent in Songshan, because he was about the same age as Huang Xiaomin, Huang Xiaomin often came to him to play with him and gave him a small thing from time to time, such as a small wood carving tiger, a garland woven by himself, fungus picked on the mountain, mushrooms, and other irrelevant but warm and cute little things.

Huang Xiaomin treats people sincerely and has no intention. Although Yang Xian is not rare in the things she gives to Yang Xian, this friendship is extremely precious.

It was because of this that Yang Xian promised her to catch a white crane for her as a pet.

Now that I think about it, if it weren't for this white crane as a pet, Huang Xiaomin wouldn't have ridden the crane and wouldn't have met this yellow-robed man from the Destiny Sect. If he hadn't met the yellow-robed man, he would never have been insulted by this person.

I originally wanted to help her, but in the end I hurt her!

Thinking of this, Yang Xian was both angry and sad, and also a little bit of self-blame.

"It would be great if I didn't give her Baihe!"

He always looks for reasons from himself when doing things, and rarely blames others. Now that Huang Xiaomin has suffered such insults, he naturally feels that he can't escape the blame.

The Confucian practice has nine realms, namely, including investigating things, achieving knowledge, sincerity, rectifying the mind, cultivating oneself, managing the family, governing the country, pacifying the world, and great harmony. These nine realms are both the order of realm cultivation and the basis for division of martial arts.

As a master of martial arts, Yang Xian is now in the realm of "governing the country".

Logically speaking, when he reaches his level, he has achieved success in self-cultivation and rarely shakes his heart of Taoism because of external objects. However, Yang Xian was young after all, he was brave and diligent in martial arts practice, but at the spiritual level he still lacked the experience and precipitation of ordinary martial arts masters over the years.

When his teacher Mei Niansheng died and left him, he held his breath. Afterwards, he witnessed the tragic situation of Qingzhou people being cannibalized, and his anger became stronger and stronger, but he could still suppress it.

Later, he encountered the Tianming Sect killing people and refining alchemy in Hanlin City. Recently, he encountered people from several villages who were turned into puppets and zombies by pulling insects, which made him feel more and more dissatisfied and gradually could not be suppressed.

This is also the root cause of his recent violent approach to fighting with others.

He is the leader of the Confucian sect, and has always had great ambitions. He wanted to govern the country and safeguard the people, pacify the world, and be harmonious in the world, and everyone is like a dragon.

The world is not only his long-cherished wish, but also his foundation of self-cultivation.

Now, we have witnessed the people born between water and fire, but the court is not concerned about it. In addition, the evil sects and evil ways in the world are taking advantage of the chaos, and demons dance in chaos, and the whole world is in chaos. Yang Xian, the leader of the Confucian sect, is unable to help. This cowardly feeling is really worse than death.

And he is a strong man and can never swallow his anger. It shows how uncomfortable he feels in his heart.

Now on this Songshan Mountain, outside the Songhe Hall, this yellow-robed monster finally aroused his anger!

All the dissatisfaction and anger that had been accumulated in his heart these days exploded after seeing Huang Xiaomin's miserable situation!

"I know who you are!"

Yang Xian pinched the neck of the yellow-robed monster with one hand, lifted him into the air, and shouted loudly: "The four guardians of the Heavenly Destiny Sect, Kong, Chang, Sun, Meng, among which the Tianshen Lion Sun Futong is the most lustful, you must be Sun Futong!"

As he shouted, Sun Futong's body, who had fallen into a coma, trembling one after another. Every word Yang Xian spitted hit Sun Futong like a huge hammer, shattering Sun Futong's bones in his body.

Sun Futong, who had fallen into a coma, screamed loudly and woke up with his eyes open.

But before he could react to what was going on, Yang Xian had already pinched his neck and swung him up and smashed him hard on the ground, "But even if you are the blood demon Prince He, you will have to die today!"

boom!

Gravels flew around and smoke and dust rose!

Sun Futong's slender body hit the rocky ground, and a large pit was smashed into the ground about one meter of radius. The rocks shattered like spider webs, spreading several feet away.

With just this blow, Sun Futong's body was split into pieces, and he could not die anymore, leaving only his head in Yang Xian's hands.

The four great guardians of the Destiny Sect have been powerful for decades, but the child cried at night. Today, two of them died one after another, especially Sun Futong died the most inexplicable. He didn't know who he died until he died.

Yang Xian didn't even give him a chance to speak, and he smashed him to death on the spot.

In the smoke and dust, Yang Xian took Sun Sun Futong's head in front of him and threw it away.

He turned around and looked at Yun Wu'er, "Master Yun Sect, I heard this person's tone just now. There should be a demon from the Tianming Sect nearby. I will go down the mountain and kill him completely! Yang will not leave any of the Tianming Sect disciples who come to Songshan today!"

When they turned around, everyone in front of them looked frightened and retreated one after another.

Everyone at the scene saw that he was so violent and was so cruel, and they were all frightened. Only Huang Zongji was crying and said with hissing: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Don't keep any one! Don't leave any one left!"

Yang Xian said: "Not bad! I will eliminate all evil things, and no one will be left!"

He glanced at Yun Wu'er, suddenly let out a long roar, took a big step, and walked down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, he reached the edge of a cliff. Amid the screams of everyone, Yang Xian stepped out of the cliff, and the people took steps one after another in the air. After landing, he had already reached several miles away.

When others fall in the air, their minds relax and constantly sense anything within a radius of dozens of miles is reflected in their hearts.

The body follows the heart, the body follows the wind, and when he lands on the ground and opens his eyes, an octagonal pavilion appears in front of him.

This pavilion is next to a small road. At this time, two old men were playing chess on the stone table.
Chapter completed!