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Chapter 389

Words:2120Update:22/06/28 09:34:36

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The crowd was restless, and they all pressed forward.

But they would never have thought that the person standing on top of the boulder was not a normal person at all, but a madman.

Using the thinking of a normal person to measure the thinking of a madman was extremely dangerous.

Yang Xuan did not seem to hear these at all. He just stood there with his back to the crowd, looking like a statue.

After a while, seeing that Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear to the scolding, someone finally could not bear it anymore.

"Everyone, let's rush over. I don't believe that he can stop so many of us by himself."

"That's right! He's only one person. If we all rush over together, I think he can't do anything. "

"I don't know where this arrogant person came from. He actually wants to monopolize the Forgotten Land. Simply wishful thinking."

"Yes, let's all unite. What can he do to us?"

"That's right. We are all disciples of the sect. I don't believe that he dares to touch a single finger of ours."

"He drew a circle on the ground and wants to monopolize the Forgotten Land. He's not awake yet. Go go go, let's rush together."

Wu Wen stopped retreating. Looking at the angry crowd, he thought for a while and decided to stay and watch. What if there was still a chance?

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar. After a while, someone finally took the lead and rushed towards the light.

"I'm the lead disciple of the Broken Void Sect. You dare to stop me?" The first person to rush out also revealed his identity to be on the safe side. He wanted to use the pressure of the sect to force Yang Xuan to retreat.

When there was a first, there was a second. For a time, hundreds of figures rushed towards the light at the same time.

Seeing that someone took the lead, the other cultivators who were originally surrounding could not sit still. They followed behind the hundreds of people and rushed over together.

But those who paid attention would find that the people who shouted the loudest in the crowd just rushed out a few steps and hid in the crowd. Their eyes flashed as they observed the situation.

Although there were no fools, there were differences in intelligence.

Those with low intelligence could only be cannon fodder.

Ten feet, ten feet, ten feet …

Finally, someone was the first to cross the circle drawn by Yang Xuan.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Xuan, waiting for his reaction.

However, Yang Xuan did not move. He did not react at all, as if he did not see it at all.

The other martial artists who were deliberately one step behind and waiting for an opportunity to observe were overjoyed. They instantly increased their speed and rushed through the circle.

In a breath's time, hundreds of people rushed over.

The remaining people were overjoyed, and some even felt disdain in their hearts.

"Hmph, you make it sound impressive, but what's the truth? You still don't dare to make a move, do you? "

"That's right. I can't stand a petty person putting on an act."

"What can he do with so many disciples? So what if his cultivation was high? Would he dare to offend so many sects at the same time? In the end, he still obediently let me pass. "

For a moment, the people who had not moved at all began to move and rushed towards the entrance.

Wu Wen's eyes spun rapidly as he hesitated.

His rationality told him to hurry. If he was late, he wouldn't be able to drink the soup.

However, his intuition told him that he couldn't go. He couldn't go. If he went, he would die.

Under such hesitation, Wu Wen did not move. Instead, he took a few more steps back.

He had always trusted his intuition. This time, he decided to trust it again.

More people rushed into the circle. The people at the front were almost about to enter the ball of light.

Everyone was greatly relieved. It seemed that the white-robed person on the rock really did not dare to do anything to them.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sigh in their ears.

"I have very little time to be kind, but every time, there are people who send themselves to death. What can I do?"

Everyone was stunned. Following that, they fell into a golden world.

No one could describe the extreme brilliance of that instant, and no one could describe the brilliance of that instant.

When the sky darkened and the golden moon appeared, everyone seemed to have fallen into a dream, a dream that they could not wake up from.

Countless golden moons descended from the sky with extreme beauty. They were like golden buds blooming, and also like blooming fireworks, bringing everyone into — hell!

Blood, broken limbs, severed arms, heads, fear …

Hell on Earth!

Hell on Earth formed by interweaving death!

There were no screams. No sound came out. All sound seemed to be swallowed by something.

It was like watching a soundless performance. However, it was precisely this that brought fear that made everyone's souls start to tremble.

They would rather this was a dream, a nightmare.

They were all looking forward to the end of this nightmare, looking forward to waking up quickly.

However, it was a pity that this was not a dream. This was reality.

Wu Wen was trembling. His legs, his arms, his entire body was trembling. Moreover, the trembling became more and more intense. He could not stop.

It was not only him. Many people around him had their legs trembling. Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with intense fear.

Some female martial artists had even bent down and squatted at the side to vomit.

No one had ever seen such a killing. No one had ever seen it.

They even felt that this was not killing. This was simply erasure. It was the collective erasure of hundreds of people.

The thick smell of blood drifted with the wind, accompanied by everyone's silence.

At this moment, the slightly thin figure on the huge rock became as heavy as a mountain in their hearts.

Anyone who dared to cross this line would die!

Yang Xuan's words seemed to be echoing in their ears. However, this time, no one dared to try again.

A martial artist stopped at the edge of the line. He was just an inch away from stepping into the circle.

However, they did not. This inch saved his life.

One step to heaven, one step to hell!

Looking at death right before his eyes, he finally sat on the ground. His teeth chattered and he could not say a word.

At this moment, he was on the verge of collapse.

Everyone was guessing, fearful, and looking at Yang Xuan's back.

However, Yang Xuan did not move. He still had his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the ball of light in front of him.

He did not want to kill anyone. He really did not want to.

To this day, he had killed too many people. There were so many that he did not even know how many people he had killed. There were so many that he was numb to it.

However, sometimes, reality was just so helpless.

It was not that he did not dare, but it was very troublesome to kill people here.

He was a person who was afraid of trouble. Therefore, at the beginning, he did not kill anyone.

However, things did not go as he wished. In the end, he still killed hundreds of people.

It was very troublesome!

Yang Xuan sighed.

Killing a few hundred people wasn't enough to intimidate others.

It was not that simple.

Behind these hundreds of people, it was unknown how many forces and sects were involved. Not to mention, outside the circle, there were other cultivators who were eyeing them covetously. Behind them, it was unknown how many forces were involved.

During the period when the Forgotten Land was open, Yang Xuan could only guard here. He could not move or leave.

Therefore, the forces behind these people could easily find their way here.

Yang Xuan could already imagine that after killing the young, the old would come; after killing the Five Qis, the Path would come; after killing the Path, the Divine Path would come.

Moreover, it was not just one, but a group.

The moment Yang Xuan made his move, he was destined to stand on the opposite side of the martial artists in the Northwest. He was facing the entire Northwest.

Therefore, he was a true madman.

However, he had no choice.

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