Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Too strong. The gap in strength between the two sides is too big. Although she has lived like an ordinary person in seclusion in this small county for many years, her innate cultivation is real.

But in the end, facing the young man in black, he was as weak as a cub. His innate true energy was cut off in an instant, and he was unable to resist at all.

Song Xuan looked around. Those who had been talking in a flurry to defend the woman now retreated to the sides, staring at him with fear and dread.

Song Xuan ignored them and stepped forward, looking down at the woman. "Although I know I can't get anything out of you, I still want to ask you, Auntie, why do you want to kill me?"

The woman wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said, "In this world, do you need a reason to kill someone?"

"Don't you need it?"

"do you need?"

"But I want a reason."

"If you must give a reason..." The woman looked up at him, "If you want to blame someone, blame it on your good looks! With such a beautiful face, God knows how many women will be fascinated by you.

Only by killing you can more girls be saved from harm."

Song Xuan frowned, "Do you really think so?"

"What's wrong with me thinking this way?"

Song Xuan stared at her for a long time. He originally wanted to ask her about the disappearance of Xuanyiwei, but now he suddenly lost the mood.

He raised his hand and waved it, and invisible energy came down like a mountain, and the woman's body shattered with a bang, and blood foam was scattered all over the street.

Song Xuan raised his hand to disperse the blood mist, secretly cursing his bad luck.

Damn, in this feudal era, in this world of advanced martial arts, you can actually meet a boxer just by going out for a walk.

The atmosphere on the street was somewhat stagnant.

But soon, the previous warmth was restored.

The hawkers' cries, the sounds of bargaining, and the pedestrians' laughter and playfulness could be heard one after another, as if nothing had just happened, as if no one had died.

Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed at the old man who had just eaten a rice cake. At this time, the old man was carrying a bundle of firewood to sell.

"Old man, are you planning to leave now?"

The old man paused, turned around stiffly, and said nervously, "Sir, it was that old woman Wang who wanted to harm you. I have no bad intentions!"

Song Xuan smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you! But there are some things I need to ask you."

"Sir, please speak!" The old man lowered his body a little and did not dare to look up.

"A few days ago, a team of Xuanyi Guards passed through here. Is this true?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and was about to make excuses, but when he caught a glimpse of Song Xuan's cold eyes from the corner of his eye, he immediately shuddered.

"Yes! That day, the old man had just finished selling firewood and was about to leave the city when he saw a group of black-robed guards riding into the city."

"What's next?"

"There is no follow-up!" The old man said sincerely: "We ordinary people can't afford to offend the martial arts masters, and we can't afford to offend the Xuanyi Guards either.

After that, I hurried out of town and went home, so I didn’t dare stay and meddle in other people’s business.”

Chapter 248: From a distance, I heard you plotting against me

Third update.

This chapter is an extra chapter for Two Thousand Powers of Love.

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Song Xuan stared at him for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Okay, go now!"

"Sir, are you really going to let me go?"

The old man was a little skeptical. How could he really let go of such a ruthless man who could beat people into blood foam with just a flick of his hand?

Could it be that as soon as I turn around, I will be beaten to pieces by this guy with one punch?

"I said I won't kill you, so I won't kill you!"

Song Xuan turned and left, walking towards the city center.

An old man who is not even a congenital one is not worth breaking your promise.

When his figure completely disappeared at the end of the street, the old man collapsed to the ground with a thud. His legs were so weak that he could not stand at all, and he was gasping for breath.

“He’s a good man who keeps his word!”

The old man secretly felt lucky. For a moment just now, he really thought he was dead.

There are too many masters living in seclusion in this city. That old lady Wang was much more powerful than him, but she died worse than a chicken. If the young man wanted to kill someone just now, he would definitely die!

"A dragon has crossed the river into the city. I wonder if the boss can handle it next?"

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The big boss is the actual controller of this small border town.

There are many masters living in seclusion in this small town, and more than half of them have chosen to work under the big boss to make a living.

Vegetable vendors, innkeepers, roadside grooms, brothel pimps... These people are no different from ordinary people on weekdays, but when the big boss needs them, they can transform into the most vicious killers in the world!

At this moment, in a large mansion in the city center, the big boss is admiring chrysanthemums.

It is a serious appreciation of chrysanthemums.

The golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom, bright and warm.

The big boss has a round face, big ears, and looks like a businessman, but he also has a unique and indescribable majesty.

This majesty comes from power.

Money can support people, and power can support people even more.

The big boss is a master in charge of a small town. Over time, this majesty has unknowingly seeped into his bones.

"boss!"

At the gate of the yard, a man in green clothes appeared. He was the boss's top subordinate, named Zhuyeqing.

At this moment, he looked at the majestic figure and whispered, "Po Wang, the woman selling rice cakes on the street, is dead!"

The big boss nodded nonchalantly, "There are many masters in this small city. On the surface, everyone seems very friendly, but secretly there will always be fighting.

Death is a perfectly normal thing!"

The big boss sniffed a chrysanthemum and asked, "How did he die?"

"When someone flicked his sleeve, the whole person exploded!"

"Oh?"

A smile appeared on the big boss's face.

The bamboo leaf green snake lowered its head.

The boss has always regarded himself as a businessman, and what he said most is that harmony brings wealth, so even if he is angry, he will always have a smile on his face.

But Zhuyeqing knew that the more intense the boss' smile was, the stronger the anger in his heart was.

"Although Mrs. Wang's martial arts skills are mediocre, she is an expert with poison. There are many people in this city that she cannot defeat, but there are few who she cannot escape from."

The big boss laughed and said, "And the one who was blown up by a flick of his sleeve was the only one, right?"

"Is the boss talking about Aji?"

"Hmm? Could it be him?"

"It's not Aji, but a young man who just entered the city today. The spies in the city can't tell what his cultivation level is, but there is no doubt that he must be an extremely powerful master to be able to kill Wang Pozi in one move."

The big boss took a deep breath and asked, "Is that person very good-looking?"

Bamboo Leaf Green nodded.

The smile in the boss's eyes turned cold, "She was hurt by love and killed many good-looking men in her life. Now she died in the hands of a handsome man. It can be said that she died a worthy death!

"Who do you think is stronger, this young man or that mysterious Aji?"

"It's hard to say!" Zhuyeqing whispered, "Since Ah Ji came to us, he has been living in a daze, not saying a word all day long, as if he has no life at all.

The people in the city called him Useless Aji, and even the prostitutes in the brothel looked down on him.

But his subordinates sent several masters to test him, two of whom were at the first level of the flower realm, but without exception, they were all defeated by Aji with ease.

This man's strength is unfathomable. I suspect he might be a martial arts master. But I'm not sure what he's doing here."

"Useless Aji?"

The big boss laughed heartily, his body shaking with laughter. "A martial arts master comes to me and pretends to be useless, right?"

"The young man who arrived today should be here for the Xuanyi Guards. If he comes, you should treat him well. I captured the Xuanyi Guards to lure out the Xuanyi Guards' top brass.

That Aji is too mysterious, it is very likely that he is coming for me.

You should think of a way to let that young man fight with that useless Aji, just to test Aji's bottom line!"

Zhuyeqing quickly bowed and said, "I understand!"

The moment he finished speaking, the originally sunny courtyard suddenly became inexplicably dim, and the cold murderous intent flooded the entire courtyard like a torrent.

The big boss's forehead began to sweat. He bowed with difficulty and shouted to the outside of the courtyard gate, "I wonder which senior is here?"

Outside the yard, the light seemed to gather together and eventually turned into the outline of a person.

And in the dim light, Song Xuan, dressed in a black robe, seemed to have walked out of a painting. His black clothes were as black as ink, and his long hair was flying, like an ancient demon god.

"Even from a distance, I could hear you plotting against me."

Song Xuan walked forward slowly and steadily. With every step he took, the big boss felt like he was stepping on his heart. His chest felt stuffy and could burst at any time.

"Senior, you misunderstood!"

The big boss was sweating profusely as he quickly explained, "I wanted to make friends with the higher-ups of the Xuanyi Guard, but I don't have the connections, so I had to resort to this last resort. I hope you'll forgive me!"

Song Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked in a deep voice: "Where are my people?"

"Senior, wait a moment!"

The big boss raised his hand and clapped three times. Soon, hurried footsteps were heard in the backyard, and then more than a dozen haggard-looking guards in black clothes were brought to the front yard.

"grown ups!"

When the Xuanyi guards saw Song Xuan, they all showed joy on their faces, knelt on one knee on the ground, their eyes full of fanaticism.

They knew that if they were captured, the Qianhu Suo Yamen would not ignore it.

But I really didn't expect that these people, whose highest official position was just a general, could actually attract the Inspector General!

It feels so good to have someone above you and the boss personally come out to rescue you when something happens!

This is the first time they have felt so proud since joining the Xuanyi Guard!

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Brothers, keep going. I’ll update more if you generate 2,000 for love.

Chapter 249 The Third Young Master's Sword

"Get up!"

Song Xuan glanced at a few Xuanyi guards and then turned his gaze to the big boss.

"grown ups......"

The big boss wanted to speak, but Song Xuan interrupted him.

"You are not qualified to stand and talk to me!"

Song Xuan pointed at the big boss and ordered the general who had just stood up: "Go up and break his legs!"

"Yes!"

The general flagman didn't hesitate at all. He picked up a chair in the yard and came to the boss's side.

The big boss had an awkward and fearful smile on his face, but he didn't dare to dodge at all. "Sir, I really mean no harm. I hope you...ah!!!"

Before he could finish his words, the chair in the general's hand had already fallen down. With a snap, his left leg was broken directly from the knee.