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Text Chapter 92: Acting for Heaven and the Secret Soul-Searching Technique

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    At this moment, the shopkeeper on one side also heard the meaning from the conversation between Long Xuan and the two, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Young Master, no, all the horse thieves in the Burying Sky Forest are immortal monks, and the heads of them are even more extraordinary.  , Come and go, no one in my desert can resist, no matter how strong you are, you are only one person, how can you be their opponent?" The shopkeeper tried his best to persuade, but Long Xuan turned a deaf ear. His heart was already filled with boundless anger.  Flooded.  He sneered, pointed his left hand together to form a sword, and lightly scratched the sword ridge of the Dragon Slayer Sword. His face was solemn, and he said lightly: "Immortal monks, are they worthy? Since God has no eyes, Long will use his own hands.  With his sword, he can redefine the world in his own way!" As he said this, without seeing any movement, Long Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared a hundred feet away, with his figure flashing and lightning criss-crossing.  A gorgeous afterimage.  Within a moment, he had flown out of the city tower and landed on the plains outside the city. The dragon-slaying sword in his hand was bursting with lightning, and the sword energy was shooting out, instantly slicing through the throats of the fierce and cruel horse thieves.  In just two breaths, his figure disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was in front of the central army of horse thieves, looking coldly at the dozen masters of the Expulsion Realm.  The leader is a big man with a black face, a centipede-like scar extending from his eyes to the corner of his mouth. He is dressed in blood-colored armor, wearing a ferocious ram's horn helmet, and is surrounded by nine black skulls. Look at the size.  The material is clearly taken from a baby who was under three dynasties!  "Ignorant boy, if you dare to stop my 'Heaven Burying Iron Cavalry', you will not be able to survive today, but you will die Ugh!" His face was cold and stern, and he was about to threaten, but his face suddenly froze, and he saw the previous  The more than forty horse thieves who were besieging Long Xuan suddenly turned from silence, with blood dripping from their throats, and fell to the ground. There was a thin sword mark there, but it accurately cut off their vitality.  Severe fear suddenly hit the head of the family. He felt stiff all over, as if he were standing naked in the ice and snow. The thieves around him could not give him any sense of security.  At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had hit a brick wall. He gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice: "This senior, you have great magic power and extraordinary means. Why do you have to make things difficult for the rest of us?" Long Xuan  There was no response. His long body was upright, his clothes were as white as snow, like a sculpture that had stood there since ancient times. The dragon-slaying sword in his hand was slightly hanging down, and the bright red blood was slowly flowing down drop by drop from the blade.  On the ground, blended into the everlasting desolation of the wild desert.  He slowly raised his head, staring at the headmaster with cold eyes, and said calmly: "You will not even let go of the infants. You are so crazy and unjust. Today, Long will use the sword in his hand to replace those who died in vain."  I want justice!" The master's expression changed. He had been licking blood for decades and was very sensitive to changes in energy. At that moment, he clearly felt that the strange young man opposite had murderous intentions.  He gritted his teeth, and his attitude suddenly became tough: "The general trend of the world is that the weak will eat the strong. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Seniors are also people in the immortal way, why should they get angry over those ants? Besides," he opened his eyes like fire,  His eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty: "Although these brothers are no match for senior, if so many people swarm in, I'm afraid you, senior, may not be able to get away easily!" Long Xuan flicked his hand lightly!  Sword, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that didn't know whether it was pity or ridicule.  Although he was smiling, he did not feel the slightest warmth: "You are right. Ordinary people are like ants to you. But you are not an ant when you are waiting in front of me. No matter how many ants there are, how can you still be there?"  Is this going to happen? " The leader's face sank, knowing that there was no possibility of reconciliation between the enemy and ourselves. He took a deep breath, and the momentum in his body suddenly surged, as if his muscles were bulging, and the nine skulls were glowing.  , shouted wildly: "Kill him!" Amidst the roar, dozens of Yu Qing Er and third-level horse thieves behind the leaders suddenly raised the machetes in their hands, driving the horses under their crotches, and rushed towards Long Xuan  And go.  Long Xuan shook his head, his body motionless as a mountain, the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was flatly cut out, "Kara!" A bright thunder sword light flashed away, and the dozens of horse thieves who rushed up were all beheaded.  Lower head.  The war horse, which lost control of its master, still moved forward bravely, galloping towards the depths of the desert, leaving only rolling yellow sand and blood stains along the way.  At this time, the sun was setting, and everything on the supposedly noisy battlefield was completely silent. Even the sounds of fighting could no longer be heard. Inside and outside the city, many people watching the battle had their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.  , but was speechless due to extreme shock, and could only make a breathing sound of "Hehe".  "Kill me! Kill me! Whoever can kill this kid will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, and will become the second master of my 'Burial Sky Forest' force!" After a long time, the master finally came back.Then, his eyebrows stood up, his face was bloodshot, and he was roaring crazily like a gambler who was desperate to lose.  There is a saying that "people die for money, and birds die for food." This sentence is absolutely correct in the world of cultivation. Most of those horse thieves are just young monks on the first and second floors of Yuqing, who have just embarked on the path of cultivation.  Resistance to worldly possessions is naturally very weak.  Not to mention them, even some of the masters of the Expulsion Realm are jealous of the "second master" position!  As soon as they heard the bargaining chip given by the big master, their eyes turned red and they gasped. They stopped their frightened horses from retreating, shouted wildly, waved their sabers and maces, and struck fiercely.  Facing Long Xuan.  Long Xuan looked at their ferocious faces that were approaching, and took a deep breath. In addition to anger and disgust, there was also a layer of deep sadness in his heart - these people had become slaves of the desires in their hearts, completely  The earth has fallen into the evil way. If this is the case, let Long use this "Thunder Punishment" sword to do justice for heaven!  While thinking, he suddenly opened his eyes, with streaks of electric light and thunder arcs flashing in his eyes. He raised the dragon-slaying sword and turned into a phantom, slashing it down in the air. A thunder purgatory and electric snake seemed to appear in front of him.  Vertical and horizontal, walking around, like a kingdom of thunder that wants to burn the world!  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ It seemed like countless years had passed, and it seemed like a moment, Lu Xueqi on the tower finally came back to her senses, and couldn¡¯t help but take a deep breath. The environment where the sky and the earth were pale and everything was silent just now was really terrible, silent and silent.  The horror of words is like maggots attached to the bones, lingering, like the oldest nightmare, penetrating deep into the bones!  The entire battlefield was like Shura purgatory, as quiet as death. Even the sounds of snakes and rats that could be heard everywhere at night in the desert could not be heard. Long Xuan still stood there, not moving half a step, using a piece of delicate silk.  Wiping the blade of the dragon-slaying sword, the fluttering white clothes did not attract any dust, and the whole person still looked as gentle as jade, indescribably ethereal!  But within a thousand feet in front of him, there were many human-shaped black and gray objects, which were apparently horse thieves that were scorched by the raging power of thunder. The clothes on some people were not completely broken and were burning.  There was a hazy smoke, and everyone's face was distorted, and the charred face showed incomparable pain!  Such a strong contrast gave every resident in Xijiang City who was watching the battle a creepy feeling. They couldn't help but feel deep fear in their eyes when they looked at Long Xuan. His otherworldly swordsmanship reached the sky.  The interpretation is astonishingly, the horror of Shura's purgatory!  The night wind blows gently, the night is clear and light, it is a desolate time.  The lonely wind in late autumn slowly blew Long Xuan's white clothes. The Dragon Slayer in his hand finally slowly dropped, and then he sighed softly.  But in this quiet Shura field, his sigh was no less than thunder. The only remaining leader of the "Burial Sky Forest" horse thieves was shocked, as if awakened from a long-standing nightmare, and fell off his horse.  , crawling backwards: "Youyou devil, what do you wantwhat do you want to doI tell you, I am an inner disciple of Wandu Sect," these three words Wandu Sect  As if it gave him great courage, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Long Xuan resentfully: "I can tell you, my ancestor of the Poison God of Wandu Sect is staying in this wild temple right now. If you offend him,  , you will die without a burial place!" Long Xuan's eyes suddenly clear with murderous intent, and he said in surprise: "The old ghost of the Poison God is actually staying in the wild temple?" The boss is already possessed by extreme fear at this moment.  I was startled. When I saw Long Xuan's reaction, I thought he was afraid of the Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. He laughed wildly: "Boy, it's okay to be afraid. This wild land is the headquarters of my holy religion. If you provoke me,  The disciples of the Holy Cult will die in vain in a few days! " "That's right. The poisonous old ghost is staying here. It's very good. I'm going to repay him for the dagger on Qingyun Mountain!" "Long!  Xuan sneered, strode forward, and in his right palm hidden in his sleeve robe, a dark mist suddenly emerged: "I am worried about not being able to find the Wilderness Temple. It would be great if you know!" "You  What do you want to do?" The headmaster's expression changed. Hearing what he meant, the young man in front of him seemed to have a big grudge against the Poison God, the ancestor of the Wandu Sect, and only a kid like him could escape from the Poison God's dagger.  Can I afford to offend him?  "Go to hell and think about this problem yourself!" Long Xuan snorted. Taking advantage of the dark night, he slammed his right palm on the head of the Tianling Cap, and strands of black mist poured in from his seven orifices!  The secret technique of Shushan, the secret technique of searching for souls, is activated!  After a while, Long Xuan's expression changed. He slowly took his right palm away from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and with a flick of his finger, he directly penetrated the dazed master's eyebrows, and looked into the depths of the wild desert.  There was a surprising chill in it!    PS: First update, Ukiyo is going to learn to drive. The second update in the evening may be late. I hope brothers can understand. Please give me monthly tickets and rewards. By the way, Ukiyo also promotes the QQ group: 19209780, for those who like "Sword Immortal"  Brothers and sisters can join in!
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