Long Xiangtian, who was half leaning on the second floor terrace of the inn and dressed in white, smiled slightly, looked in the direction of the house, and said softly with a slight smile on his face, "Well, go practice for a while, and we'll talk later."
"Yes, okay, big brother!" Huang Yu nodded obediently and said this without any hesitation. He turned around and walked to the other side of the house. After all, Binghai was practicing in the main house. If he was here, it would inevitably affect Binghai or be affected by him. After all, his strength was so high, so he had better be careful.
With a slight smile on his lips, he turned around and walked towards the tidy-looking bed not far away. He turned around calmly, walked around, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
In a trance, he began to regulate his breathing slowly. Sitting on the platform, Long Xiangtian opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and turned his head calmly without saying anything. Looking at the direction of the street at this time, there were already five or six men wearing black clothes and hats holding long swords, looking at the direction of the inn from time to time. For a moment, Long Xiangtian seemed to know what was going on. After all, he had beaten one of them not long ago, so it should be the helper this person found. In a trance, looking at another street next door, at the intersection at this time, the old man was picking up some small things in his hands, seemingly indifferent, but he didn't know that Long Xiangtian had already seen it clearly.
"Hehe, you really don't know how to live or die. I spared your life, but in the end, you got such a result. It's really interesting." Long Xiangtian said this with a slight smile on his face. He did not hesitate about anything else. He took a step forward calmly and flew up. In a flash, he waved his hand. When he saw rays of light swirling and flying out, these dozen people flew up in an instant and immediately killed towards Long Xiangtian. When they saw this scene, they did not say anything else. They watched calmly that in the surrounding environment at this time, rays of golden and iron energy had begun to swirl and rise continuously. In a flash, looking at the positions occupied by these dozens of people, it seemed a little strange. In a trance, the sky seemed to have darkened.
The pedestrians around walked slower and slower, and finally stopped in place, slowly turning into black shadows, standing in place or floating from time to time.
Long Xiangtian, who was wearing a white robe that was not very neat, smiled slightly and slapped his hand directly. He flew up with a bang. In a trance, he directly used the method of the Sky-lifting Palm and hit out with a whoosh. The palm print that grew against the wind was immediately like a crushing force. It fixed itself about half a meter in front of Long Xiangtian, and then turned into smoke and dust and disappeared.
Long Xiangtian frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "If that's the case, then don't blame me."
He said this with a slight smile on his face without any hesitation. He turned around and disappeared. In a trance, he saw that the originally dim environment seemed to have a hint of black. Suddenly, the environment was very cold and some ice crystals began to form slowly.
Waves of cold air were released one after another. The people around shuddered for a moment, looking at Long Xiangtian in the formation with serious eyes. Now, many more people had been deployed in the surrounding environment. They looked at each other and smiled slightly without saying anything else. They just looked at the young man in the needle hole in front of them. He moved the long sword in his hand, and instantly saw black sword beams, which began to rush towards the formation continuously.
Of course, at this moment, the young men around did not say anything else. They calmly began to prepare to continue and directly kill Long Xiangtian in the formation. However, although they could not see Long Xiangtian's figure, they did not doubt that Long Xiangtian was no longer in the formation. After all, this formation could be said to be personally tested by their store manager, so they believed it very much.
When looking at the surrounding environment at this time, Long Xiangtian did not say anything else and disappeared calmly. Suddenly, there was a small dagger in his hand, which was an assassination technique in the Mo Shuang Xian Jue. Suddenly, it was as if he was traveling on the tip of a knife. Then, he saw the dagger in his hand cut across the neck of a young man. Then, there was no scar or scream. He just stood there peacefully, and the blood in his body slowly turned into ice spikes, and then, his whole body was frozen.
"Hehe, this is quite interesting." Long Xiangtian smiled slightly and did not hesitate at all when thinking about it. He waved his hand suddenly and watched the black mist around him begin to increase continuously. As time passed, the young man in the mist had turned into a bunch of extremely fine black sand. Then, the soul in the young man's body began to slowly blend into the black mist.
As time went by, in the eyes of these people, the young man was still attacking normally. However, what they didn't know was that he had been killed by Long Xiangtian on the spot.
Then, as the black fog began to spread, it suddenly enveloped all these people. Then, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly, and a sickle-like object appeared in his hand. The sickle was completely black. He stretched out his hand forward and pulled it lightly. The sickle in his hand moved, and he watched the man's soul shattered into sand and scattered in the black fog. Slowly, it completely merged into it and became all of Long Xiangtian's things. This is the horror of Mo Shuang Xian Jue, which has unlimited room for improvement.