The situation in the hall suddenly became tense.
The killers who had just reported their mistakes with a smile had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
"How dare you!" Bai Lang shouted with a fierce look.
However, his eyes quickly moved left and right, up and down, and he still couldn't find the person who answered the call.
Who is speaking
Where is that "exhausted person"
Does he really have the ability and courage to kill the more than 20 killers who were just reported
The white wolf retreated in front of his brother, as if there was a solid wall board behind him to rely on. The sound was not settled, but the sound came again:
"This is the headquarters of Three Incenses!"
"I don't care who you are, but here I am being coiled by a dragon and lying down by a tiger."
"If you dare to kill people here and break the rules, three sticks of incense have plenty of ways to torture you, Xu Gusheng, to death!"
At this point, the tense heartstrings of the killers who had just been reported were slightly relaxed.
Three sticks of incense do have their own rules.
After leaving the headquarters, everyone is free to assassinate each other. After all, some of the killers' heads are also on the reward order, and they are also very valuable.
But when it comes to taking action in the hall, even the gold medal hunting assassins have to weigh whether they are qualified and whether they can withstand the anger after three sticks of incense.
"Under gaze, passive value, +264."
"Being feared, passive value, +34."
“…”
The information bar jumps again and again.
Everyone stared at the sick young master, but even Taixu couldn't find where Jinren was.
"Snapped."
The paper fan suddenly closed,
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
But I saw the ice and snow melting on the sick man's face, becoming kind and approachable:
"It's just a joke, are you all so nervous?"
"Could it be possible, do you really think that with so many people together, they can't defeat just one of my guards?"
As soon as these words came out, the three incense waiters who wanted to remind Lian Lian but didn't dare, all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I don’t have to face Xu Gusheng who has unknown cards...
In the dead silent hall, there were first a few more sneers, then self-mockery and sighs, and finally turned into low-pitched ridicule and condemnation of the people around them.
"That's it?"
"Haha, Bai Lang, you've been fooled."
"It's me, I can't bear it."
"I can't bear it either. I have to find a way to fuck him again."
"... Damn it, you thought he was serious, but he was actually trying to scare people?"
yes.
These are three sticks of incense!
Who dares to mess around here
Bai Lang finally swallowed the little heart that jumped into his throat back to its rightful place, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a clear heart:
"Haha, Xu Gusheng, you still know some of the important things, right?"
"We don't know each other today... Who do you belong to? How did you come out of the teleportation array? I haven't seen you before. How about making friends?"
Bai Lang finally regained his confidence, walked over with a big smile, and extended his hand to signal.
It's just that his eyes would still fall on the sick young man's slender and white fingers. His eyes were frightened to death, and the evil spirits were revived, which made people feel quite uncomfortable.
"Make friends?" The sick man had a smile on his lips, but did not extend his hand.
"Hmm." Bai Lang unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth and glanced down, "As the saying goes, many friends lead to many... roads, hehe."
"Are you worthy?"
"Well."
This sudden rhetorical question not only confused everyone present, but Bai Lang also raised his head in surprise, looking slightly confused.
boom!
At this moment, the void exploded.
There was a blood hole on the white wolf's forehead, as if he had been shot with a gun.
The words that reached his mouth were not uttered, and Bai Lang felt that the world in front of him was falling apart.
There was still shock in his eyes, and he had straightened his head and fell down.
"Peng."
Throne, die!
The corpse hit the floor, shockingly.
There was an uproar in the three-stick incense hall. Everyone knew that Bai Lang could not come forward again unprepared, he must be on guard.
But even so, Bai Lang still couldn't react...
Let alone him, everyone in the rear, even until the white wolf fell, could not recall who was taking action.
"You, you killed him?"
This horrified sound came from his "good friend" who had just provoked the white wolf several times, but also called him back.
"Oh? Is it actually you who I killed?"
The sick man slapped his paper fan in a funny manner and turned to look, "Is there any problem?"
"you you… "
"You want to say, 'The rule of three sticks of incense is here, how dare you kill someone?'"
"you… "
"You still want to say, didn't I tell you, I was just kidding?"
“…”
As soon as these two sounds came out, the hall took a breath of cold air.
Everyone can see that Xu Gusheng is not crazy, he is extremely calm!
But it is this calmness that is even more deadly.
He really ignored the three sticks of incense rule!
Does he think his jokes are above everyone, everything, and rules present
"stop!"
At this point, the waiters surrounding him, who were trembling but had to step forward, finally shouted this.
The sick man tilted his head back, shook the paper fan vigorously a few times, grinned widely, and expressed deep sarcasm:
"What are you holding back?"
"What I'm telling you is to let you go as a joke, so that you can have fun before you die - you are a happy person in life, and a happy death ghost."
"You are all killers, so you are not so naive as to believe this, right?"
Everyone looked at the sick young man's current state and felt like they were looking at a crazy young man.
But that guy isn't done yet!
As he spoke, he turned around and pointed his paper fan at the two women behind him, and said in disbelief:
"The people I brought here are the ones you guys can touch casually?"
As soon as he stopped speaking, he stepped out with his foot and stepped hard on the dead body of the white wolf. He was so shocked that he pointed the paper fan at himself:
"Who am I? How dare you blaspheme me at will?"
The paper fan fell over.
The sick man pointed at the person in front of him with cold eyes, twitched his lips, and was very cold:
"Leave no one behind."
With a bang, dozens of spiritual energy fluctuations exploded in the hall at the same time, including Dao Realm, Zhan Dao, and Taixu.
These killers who had just reported themselves and wanted to participate in the sick boy's game felt crazy no longer about Xu Gusheng, but themselves, and the world in front of them.
How could such a lawless young man suddenly emerge from the three sticks of incense
Did he really think he could cover the sky with one hand and be higher than the laws of the dark world
But no matter how Xu Gusheng will be held accountable by Sanzhangxiang in the future, the current strength of the master seems not to be underestimated, and he needs to be on guard...
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
A dozen dull sounds exploded throughout the hall, and in an instant, seventeen realms fell down.
These people are all exceptions. They either have red hunting orders hanging around their waists, or they are already well-known in the dark world. They don't need a badge to be feared in this mixed place.
But at this moment, in just the blink of an eye, they couldn't even activate their body-protecting spiritual skills, and they all fell down.
The simple form of death is like a white wolf.
There is a hole in the forehead, and death is inevitable.
"Poof!" The sick man seemed to be really crazy. He grabbed the paper fan and laughed loudly. While directing the guards to kill others, he kept sarcastic:
"How dare you?"
"You are so weak, how dare you tease people randomly?"
"After debuting for so many years, I managed to save my life. Why are you trying so hard to save it now that you can't see anyone in your eyes?"
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The killers in the hall who had not been reported just now had retreated to the corners in silence, and each tried their best to prevent this crazy young man who seemed to be a little sick.
"What a lunatic!"
Masters are not scary.
Who can be here who is not a master of the assassination style? There is a way to defeat the strong with the weak!
The scary thing is that some masters can take off their shoes casually and kill people with bare feet without thinking about the consequences.
This is the type of person that all killers least want to face.
What frightened Xu Gusheng in front of him were these killers who were accustomed to living like a fish in water in a complete set of dark systems.
He appeared suddenly, tore the rules to pieces, and was as arrogant as if I was the first king in the world, and he was the second best.
"kill!"
Xu Xiaoshou had no idea what those people were thinking, and he was really bored.
He looked down upon these killers.
If possible, he would even want to kill everyone present, not just the ones who were counted just now.
Starting from Feng Kong who has not joined the three sticks of incense in Tiansang Ling Palace, it continues with the red dog in East Heavenly King City, followed by Jin Zu and Xiao Ren under the deep sea, Shuang Dai, Xie Lao, Gu Po on Void Island, and even It’s everyone in the hall in front of me…
For the killer, Xu Xiaoshou really had no sympathy at all!
These annoying flies dare to come up and bite you after smelling the scent of cake. They can even suck your blood dry without any principles at all.
It's okay when he's in his prime, and he can suppress it with his backhand.
If he is encountered when he is weak, there is a chance that if he really tries to give someone in this group a sword, something important will be taken away from him.
Xu Xiaoshou swore that he really wasn't here to cause trouble.
But he seemed to be at odds with the "killer" by nature, and they would always end up like this.
But when I was weak, I was unable to fight back and almost fell into the hands of the red dog...
When is it today
How dare these people make mistakes
"Kill them all!"
The air pressure in the hall was low enough to freeze, and Yingying Que'er looked at the back of the sick young man with fear in her eyes.
They originally thought Mr. Xu was the employer of Three Incense sticks, and they came here to issue a mission and offer a reward to someone.
Looking at it now…
There is a grudge between Mr. Xu and the killer of Sanbingxiang!
Otherwise, he is such a nice person, so why would he lose his temper over this trivial matter and make such a fuss
"stop!"
The waiters surrounding the three sticks of incense wore masks and could not conceal their panic, "Mr. Xu, stop it!"
But they don't even have the throne realm, they are just service staff here.
It's okay to help pour some drinks, it's okay to be teased secretly, but how to stop the violent temper of a sick young man
"Shut up, or you'll die if you talk again."
The paper fan "I am Xu Gusheng" only pointed in a circle. Not only the waiter shut up, but also the killer who was watching the battle from behind secretly wanted to leave.
"Bang bang bang..."
The dull sound in the void continued.
The Throne Dao Realm was killed first, and the remaining Killing Dao Realm was a little difficult to deal with, but after all, it had been reacted to.
But that unparalleled domineering "life-clicking finger" can always penetrate Zhan Dao's defense.
A sound started.
One life fell.
More and more bodies fell in the hall.
Zhan Dao is completely dead. Zhan Dao, who has survived the nine-death thunder tribulation, will also be targeted by the God of Death.
"Mr. Xu, I was wrong, please spare my life!" Someone finally couldn't bear the panic and shouted.
These words seemed to be useful. The sick man looked back and nodded, "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."
"Thank you..."
"Did you thank me?"
boom!
Cut off the road and die again.
"If an apology is useful, doesn't this young master really become a good guy who can be bullied?"
Killing people is like butchering a dog, seizing the way is a nod.
It's not easy to practice to the throne, let alone be the most proficient killer in life-saving techniques
But in the eyes of Young Master Na Bing, the Throne Dao Realm does not require money, the Killing Dao does not require money, and the Nine Death Thunder Tribulation Killing Dao does not require money!
He waved his hand, and more than twenty souls were sacrificed in the burner of three sticks of incense, as casually as if he had stepped on a line of ants while passing by.
After just a few breaths, only two Taixu were left to survive.
The banging sounds continued, but they still failed to seize the perfect opportunity to take action. They could only rely on the common predictions in life and death to avoid fatal attacks.
Even so, the two of them were covered in blood holes—sometimes it would be better to die than to live!
"Mr. Xu, I know I was wrong. You have killed twenty-five people in a row, so please let me go."
"Yes, Mr. Xu, just now someone was blind and ignorant... ugh!"
The air wave pushed away ripples in the void, and the force of the light broke his throat, blocking his words.
When Taixu also fell to the ground with a thud, there was an uproar in the hall.
"Talk!"
"This is the ancient swordsmanship of the Eastern Region, one of the three thousand swordsmanship, I have seen it before!"
"That person didn't see it, but he used two fingers to move. I saw it, but the speed..."
It’s just speed, so fast!
If it weren't for the peripheral vision, those two fingers would not even appear in everyone's thoughts, and would only be forgotten.
When the suspicion arose, some of the killers in the hall seemed to have recognized the sick man's identity.
"Are you the descendant of the Sword Burial Tomb in the Eastern Region, the one who fought against the Ghost Face of the Ghost and God Gang?"
Xu Xiaoshou turned his eyes in surprise.
These killers have such powerful connections. They have only been in the Central Territory for just two days, and already some of them have heard of me
but…
"I told you to shut up and let you talk?"
boom!
This finger was actually avoided in advance.
The killers of the Purple Hunting Order can't keep up with Juren's reaction speed, but their sensitivity to life and death is beyond the ability of ordinary Taixu. This is a prejudgment and avoidance.
"Sorry..." The man apologized hastily.
"Did you apologize?"
boom!
With another finger, the person who just spoke seemed to be dead.
Xu Xiaoshou sneered, regarding life as nothing but grass: "You are too weak, you can't even get a gold medal hunting order, how dare you howl and bark?"
Now the hall was dead silent.
How can one easily achieve the title of Gold Medal Hunting Killer
Even the only old man who had just reported the number was wearing a mask, and everyone could detect the bitter look on his face.
He is also a Purple Hunting Order.
He couldn't hold it any longer.
"With everything going on like this, how can the director of Sanjiangxiang still stay?" The old killer turned into a bloody man, full of holes.
Hit the iron plate.
The thought flashed through everyone's mind: This Xu Gusheng is so hard that it explodes!
"Mr. Xu, stop quickly..."
Finally, an old man with a long beard and a rich appearance walked up the stairs to the second floor. He looked hurried when he moved. When he saw the sick man coming towards him with cold eyes, he was startled:
"Wait! Don't kill me yet!"
"I am the director of Sanbianxiang. Mr. Xu is making such a fuss because of me..."
The sick young master raised the corner of his lips when he heard the sound: "Is this young master making a big fuss?"
With a snap, the director slapped him directly, "A small fight! This is all a small fight! Mr. Xu, can you stop and talk first?"
boom!
The falling tone freezes.
The old killer, who was tossing and turning in the void, and even forced out the art of blood escape, was suddenly blasted to the highest position on the three-stick incense task list.
There was a bloody hole on his forehead, and the mask shattered and fell off, showing the regret and malice in his eyes.
But everything is too late...
His body slowly slid down due to gravity, taking down the bounty orders on the task bar, and then fell to the ground.
The highest black gold bounty was also dropped, flipping over and over again in mid-air, and finally covering his dead-eyed face.
"It's quiet now."
Xu Xiaoshou swung his folding fan and walked towards "I am Xu Gusheng". Under the gaze of everyone in the hall, he bent down and picked up the black gold reward on the face of the unknown Taixu killer.
"Name: Xu Xiaoshou."
"Age: Nineteen."
"Cultivation: Throne Dao Realm (Doubtful), Throne Body (Doubtful), Quasi-Seven Swords Immortal."
"Background: Tiansang Ling Palace, Holy Slave, the First Floor in Heaven."
"Combat strength: Half Saint."
"Bounty level: Slumped Corpse (Holy Level)."
"Reward amount: 10,000 spirit palaces, qualifications for admission to the Heart Washing Pond, one body-changing lotus seed, one sacred fruit, designated holy weapon (attributes optional), designated relic monument artifact (all three sticks of incense), half-saint Person… "
Xu Xiaoshou only glanced at it and then calmly withdrew his gaze, gaining a new understanding of why he always encountered killers.
The black gold bounty has been updated again!
The reward is richer than the information obtained from the evil old man and others.
The amount of the reward can be expressed in an easy-to-understand sentence:
"Pick off Xu Xiaoshou's head and deliver it directly to the Half-Saint. Your future will be safe, and you will also be able to influence future generations and the entire family. You will be the future head of the Half-Saint family."
I!
Xu Xiaoshou is his own!
I was moved by the real name admission!
"pity… "
Rolling up the black gold bounty in his hand, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes fell on the face of the old lady below him who was still staring at death.
Not everyone is as difficult to kill as others.
Not everyone can survive a headshot.
He was a little too weak. He didn't need to take into account his soul and will to kill him. Once his body died, he would be unable to recover.
"It's a pity that you don't know who you are facing until you die..."
Xu Xiaoshou smiled silently, with a black gold reward in one hand and a paper fan in the other. He stood up and turned around to look at the director.
From beginning to end, Jin Ren didn’t even need to show his face, and all the blasphemers were slaughtered by him.
Xu Xiaoshou knows the rules of survival in this dark world better than any killer present, because he has read the memories of more than one gold medal hunting killer.
You are weak and they are strong.
You are hard, they are soft.
Xu Xiaoshou shook his fan, blowing the wind, and the wind directed his eyes to the director of San Jianxiang.
He easily recognized that this was a person who could talk, and he was also one of the goals of his trip. Mr. Xie and others had seen him before.
But Xu Gusheng didn't know him, so the sick man tilted his head and asked blankly:
"In a word, are you really capable of governing, or are you pretending to be able to govern?"
"Remember, this is not a multiple-choice question."
The director's back was immediately wet with cold sweat, and he realized that as long as he shook his head, he would be the next one to fall to the ground with a hole in his head.
That "excellent person", I'm afraid those who are not at the peak of Taixu and have no semi-sacred combat power can't even touch his shadow!
"I can govern! Absolutely!"
There has never been a moment when directors needed to show confidence so much in front of an outsider.
"good."
The sick man took back his folding fan and raised the black gold reward in his hand, "Do you know this person?"
"Master Shou?" The director glanced at him and nodded, "Of course I know him, he's famous!"
"I have accepted this reward. I know where he is."