The next second, his head flew out. Blood soared into the sky, dyeing the Chenyang in the eyes of the rest of the people red. The guard leader fell down with a loud bang from his head. The dagger symbolizing courage was still not pulled out. He was a little sad and unwilling. He knew that the middle-aged man would kill him, but he didn't have the courage to fight.

But this cannot be blamed for his cowardice and incompetence. The middle-aged man's murderous aura is really powerful, so powerful that it makes people suffocate and panic. No one knows who he is, nor why he came here to kill. The middle-aged man has no reason, maybe it is not necessary for him.

"Li Wuxuan, Xuanmen?"

Looking at the bloody murderous scene in the surveillance, Zheng Haojie and Butler Su who had already stood up were first surprised by the other party's strength, and then thought about the origin and motivation of the middle-aged man. It was not until Butler Su racked his brains to inspire past events that he carefully spit out a guess in his heart.

Zheng Haojie bounced the cigar in his hand away with one finger, and the corner of his mouth was rarely touched by one or two times: "Is it such a coincidence?"

He just set up a plan to ask Li Yuan and others to attack Liang Xiang as masters of Xuanmen, trying to provoke the three parties to kill each other, but in the end he attracted Li Wuxuan. Isn’t this a coincidence?

"Who knows?"

Butler Su bit his lip slightly. Although he had experienced strong storms and waves, he was still a little more serious when facing such a strong man of the world. This feeling can only be achieved when facing his own old man. Now he has a middle-aged man that shows that he is so terrifying.

Butler Su didn't say anything anymore, just stared at the surveillance camera.

At some point, the middle-aged man had entered the garden and walked towards the depths of the garden. The person at the door had died, and no one drew his sword. In addition to the powerful aura of the middle-aged man, the most important thing was that his sword skills were amazing, and he would definitely flow into a river of blood when he drew his sword.

More than fifty men in black dress were heard. Except for four leaders who were holding gun bags behind, the rest of the companions pulled out daggers and rushed towards the middle-aged man. Li Wuxuan didn't even look at them. He looked calm and his white soles walked forward in blood, leaving behind bright red shoe prints.

"ah!"

The man in black dress who rushed up was like a wave hitting the strong rock, falling apart and scattering, killing people, and the hands of the crowd behind him were trembling and pale, because they saw more and more blood, and more corpses lodged on both sides of their opponents.

The middle-aged man was shrouded in a strong smell of blood. Suddenly, he reached out to wipe off a trace of blood from the sword, allowing the sword to return to its clearness as water. In this moment, six men in black dresses all used their swords to gather unprecedented courage to attack, like five sharp arrows shooting towards the rising sun.

The figure lengthens in the sun, and the blade becomes sharper and two points.

Unfortunately, the situation is very strong and the posture is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. In the sunshine, the six figures stagnated as soon as they rushed to the way, and then they were like kites with broken strings, falling one by one, and dazzling blood flowed out of their throats, washing the cooled blood of their companions again.

The long sword is stained with blood again, who can stop the master of the Tianshan Realm?

"Young Master, hurry up and leave, they can't stop Li Wuxuan."
Chapter completed!