The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 65 Deterrence
A faint purple mist lingers around, and the reflected figure of Xu Zifan is a little hazy, a little mysterious, and a little unpredictable in this dark night!
Hengyang City in July is hot and dry. A drizzle drizzled, and the irritable summer heat was extinguished a little. The world became refreshing, and the cool breeze was blowing, which should have made people comfortable It was cool, but at the moment, Qian Wu Lin Qunhao felt a cold wind hit his face, from head to toe, and his back was chilled.

In less than half the time of the incense stick, dozens of corpses were buried, and their bodies were split open by a sword. The bluestone street was full of blood at this time. The red blood pooled together and flowed into the distance. In the air, it lingered for a long time, and it was particularly pungent. At this moment, it was like Shura Hell, the scene was tragic, and the atmosphere was heavy.

There are many martial arts heroes present, it is not that they have never seen dead people or bloodshed, but the scene in front of them still makes them horrified.

The people who fell on the ground with their corpses here, their temples are bulging, and their palms are full of calluses. They are obviously masters of one side, but it is such a group of strong people, there are 80 to [-] people, and in a short period of time, they were defeated Finding the same person out of thousands of people and killing them cleanly is a bit terrifying, horrifying, and shocking.

At this time, Xu Zifan still stood quietly, his expression was indifferent, he didn't say a word, he looked cold and ruthless.

Just now the crowd denounced him, and he naturally knew that someone was behind the scenes, and the purpose was self-evident. Naturally, he would not show any mercy to those who framed him and had deep hostility toward him. If you need to ask, he can also guess that there are just a few possibilities, and he has already planned to visit them one by one.

Tianmen Daoist, Dingyi Shitai, Liu Zhengfeng and other senior experts in Jianghu, turned their heads and looked at each other, and they all saw horror and solemnity in each other's eyes, and even a faint fear.

At this moment, their hearts were full of shock and confusion. They assessed in their hearts, if Xu Zifan had shot at them just now, would they be able to block the rainbow-like purple sword light, the answer was: no.

How could a young man's martial arts be so high?

A faint purple air filled the air, Xu Zifan's body was wrapped in purple mist, mysterious and unpredictable, even close to him, the martial arts people standing in front of the crowd could not see his face clearly, and the surrounding air was getting colder and colder. , getting heavier.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Xu Zifan in the center of the field. At this moment, his sword-wielding figure was standing there. His aura was mysterious, vast, majestic, and majestic. It made people look like facing the vast ocean, unfathomable and oppressive. sense.

At this moment, an invisible aura spread out from Xu Zifan's body, suppressing everything, as if the surrounding sky and earth, even every grass, tree, sand and stone, were oppressed by its aura, not daring to breathe, and lost his voice.

At this moment, the surrounding world seemed to have undergone unknown changes under the influence of Xu Zifan's breath. The insect calls gradually disappeared, and there was no sound.

The world has changed. From a distance, the sky and the earth within a few hundred meters of here have faint purple mist looming, mysterious and extraordinary.

At this moment, the world that is several hundred meters away from this side seems to be a world of its own, independent of the big world. In this world, everything is blurred, as if everything will return to nothingness and disappear, even the sound is gradually eliminated. , only the heavy, suffocating sense of oppression remains, not acting on the body, but on the mind.

The heavy and suffocating sense of oppression came and went quickly. The purple mist around Xu Zifan gradually disappeared into his body, and his figure was no longer hazy or fuzzy.

After a while, I saw a black brocade-clothed youth in the field, holding a Qingfeng long sword, standing quietly with an indifferent expression.

The cool breeze blew, and slightly moved Xu Zifan's clothes. The whole world was no longer hazy and hazy, and became clear. The frogs and insects that were unique to summer nights sounded high again.

At this moment, the martial arts heroes present were blown by the breeze, and they shivered in unison, and cold sweat flowed out of their foreheads.

Looking at the young men in black brocade clothes who were still indifferent, their eyes were full of palpitations, and they felt like they were in a panic, as if they were facing a higher-order creature, or facing a natural enemy, they were suppressed from the spiritual will.

"Do you agree to those three conditions?" A faint voice sounded, with a little icy coldness. At this time, Xu Zifan opened his mouth and asked Mu Gaofeng, who still did not dare to get up.

At this time, all the heroes present, including Tianmen Daoist, Dingyi Shitai, Liu Zhengfeng and other senior martial arts masters, were silent, and no one spoke up and stopped.

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" Mu Gaofeng looked up at Xu Zifan, his body trembling, and he couldn't wait to say, at this moment, he was already frightened, and he could see the situation just now.

From Xu Zifan's way of doing things just now, he learned that this is a master who doesn't talk much, but his martial arts are still at the peak of his power, and he is extremely powerful. If he hesitates a little, he may be killed immediately.

Hearing Mu Gaofeng agree, Xu Zifan ignored it and walked straight forward.

Many martial arts people around saw Xu Zifan approaching at this time, hula-la, and immediately cleared a field. In the field were a group of Huashan disciples and a young, ugly, dirty hunchback, that is, Lin Pingzhi .

Just now, Xu Zifan rescued Lin Pingzhi from Yu Canghai. All the Huashan disciples knew that he must have a deep meaning, so they brought this little hunch with him when they came out. Therefore, the Huashan disciples and Lin Pingzhi are now together.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi is full of affection and awe for Xu Zifan. His family was suddenly destroyed, his parents were kidnapped by Yu Canghai, his life and death were unknown, and he was forced to live in the rivers and lakes. His life changed from carefree to suddenly nothing.

He went through a lot of hardships on the rivers and lakes, endured humiliation, only to seek revenge and find his parents. Only he knew the suffering, and only Xu Zifan helped him along the way.

Tonight, Xu Zifan not only rescued himself from Yu Canghai, but also easily defeated his great enemy Yu Canghai.

And just now, Xu Zifan's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he killed dozens of experts in the arena.

Originally, he thought that Yu Canghai and others were already the best in the world, but when he saw Xu Zifan take action just now, he realized that his vision was too low. Compared with Xu Zifan, Yu Canghai was like a firefly competing with Haoyue. comparability.

At this moment, he looked towards Xu Zifan, his eyes were full of gratitude and admiration, and at the same time he was a little hopeful and nervous.

At this time, Xu Zifan came step by step, and many martial arts people around him were silent. Even the disciples of Huashan were also intimidated by Xu Zifan's momentum and iron-blooded killing at this time. They did not have the usual hippie smile, and they were a little nervous and unnatural.

When he was near, Xu Zifan greeted a group of Huashan disciples, and explained something, turned to look at Lin Pingzhi, and said, "Lin Pingzhi, I will take you to see your parents!"

(End of this chapter)