9637. Chapter 9637 Sword Spirit 2
Returning to the palace where the ladder to heaven is located, I saw that the palace was full of people, and the number of people had been counted to be two or three hundred. Looking at the crowds of people around, Leng Xuan shook his head secretly. He had been in this mysterious building for almost a day. During this day, I am afraid that there have been great changes outside. If he guessed correctly, all the practitioners in Huangquan were probably here. Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many people to appear in just one day. After all, there were the subordinates of the Ghost King and the King of Hell guarding outside. The fact that so many people could appear in this mysterious building meant that those people had already broken through the defense of the Ghost King and the King of Hell's subordinates.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a loud noise came. Leng Xuan turned his head and saw a man lying in a pool of blood. His body gradually turned into a puff of green smoke and merged into the mark of another old man. For such a scene, the people around just glanced at it and retracted their gazes, as if they were accustomed to it. Not only that, Leng Xuan also found that when he walked in the crowd, many people's eyes were focused on the three of them. It's no wonder. The three-leaf mark of the three of them has reached the cyan color, which is no different from a big piece of fat meat in the eyes of others. "Sir..." Being stared at by so many people, Xi Yan was a little worried, so she turned her hope to Leng Xuan.
Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said, "What are you afraid of? With me here, no one can hurt you." He is not afraid of others causing trouble now, but he is afraid that others will not cause trouble. In this way, he just has a reason to take action. He has always adhered to the principle of not offending others if they don't offend me. If someone provokes him, he will definitely not show mercy.
After walking in the crowd for a while, Leng Xuan saw several big fish coming to the door. I saw three burly men walking side by side, blocking their way. Leng Xuan looked at the other party, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "What are you doing?" One of the men snorted coldly, said nothing, and walked directly towards Leng Xuan. When he got close, the man suddenly raised his hand, and a strong momentum suddenly burst out. Seeing the other party's actions, Leng Xuan's eyes condensed, and his fingertips gently pushed forward, landing on the man's fist. Suddenly, the man's face changed, and he quickly pulled back.
However, Leng Xuan finally found a target, how could he let him go easily. Without waiting for the other party to retreat, Leng Xuan's mind moved, and the power of death surged out, instantly turning into a cold light, shooting out from his fingertips. Before everyone could react, they only saw a flash of cold light in front of their eyes, and then a painful scream sounded. I saw a bloody hole on the man's chest, and blood flowed out of it, and soon dyed the ground red.
Seeing their companions fall straight to the ground, the other two men changed their faces and looked at Leng Xuan with fear.
"Go!" Both of them were smart people. Seeing their companions lose their lives, they naturally knew how powerful Leng Xuan was. How could they dare to fight him head-on? They turned around and fled back. However, before they took a few steps, they felt a piercing cold wind blowing. Soon, two streams of warm blood gushed out from their necks and splashed on the ground.
"Who?" Leng Xuan's face darkened and his eyes swept around the crowd.