The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Suddenly, a rough and wild voice sounded from outside the courtyard, resounding in people's ears, extremely loud.

The expressions of the group of people changed, and they all turned their heads.

Outside the arched door behind him, a burly man appeared here, wearing a headhunting costume, with swords left and right, and a bearded face. His eyes were fierce, and he glanced at everyone coldly.

Wu Tiande!

They were startled.

When did this reckless guy appear?

Also, what about the servants of the royal mansion?Why no one came to report?

For a moment, many people's hearts were chilled, and they couldn't help but feel fear when they thought of the evil deed of arresting the head.

Wang Yuanwai and Zheng Yuanwai also shrank their pupils and their heartbeats accelerated.

Soon, Wang Yuanwai squeezed out a smile, got up quickly, walked towards Chen Xuan, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be Wu Chatou. It's a great honor to meet you. Wu Chatou's visit is not far away..."

puff!

In a flash of blood, an arm flew out, and blood shot out like a fountain.

Ah!

Clutching his broken arm, Wang Yuanwai screamed and stepped back.

Suddenly, there was another flash of saber light, Wang Yuanwai's two calves flew straight out, blood spattered, his body fell down hard, and he fell to the ground, his face distorted in pain, almost passed out, and the howl was extremely tragic, Rolling all over the floor, blood splattered everywhere.

A group of gentry who were not members of the party were all terrified, they got up from their seats and quickly backed away.

Hands-on!

This head catcher was really ruthless and ruthless, and he did it without saying a word when he came up!

The martial artists in Wang Yuanwai's courtyard all stared, their canthus tearing apart.

"presumptuous!"

A group of people roared, and they all rushed over, either holding knives, swords, or waving meteor hammers or chain guns.

Chen Xuan traumatized the king in such a way under their noses, it was a slap in the face to them.

However, they have withdrawn from the arena for a long time, so how do they know that Chen Xuan's current strength is terrifying.

Chen Xuan inserted the official knife back, pulled out the Zishang sword, and rushed over in an instant.

Puff puff!

Afterimages flashed, blood was splashed, and people kept screaming.

The weapons in the hands of a group of people looked like they were made of rotten wood under the blade of the Zishang Sword, and they were vulnerable to a single blow. A group of martial artists who had stored Qi at the ninth level and reached the state of Tongmai were like dolls in front of Chen Xuan.

In the end, the remaining group of people were all terrified, the weapons in their hands were shattered, they turned around and fled quickly, trembling all over, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart with fright.

"Forgive me, it's none of my business."

"Sir, spare your life!"

puff puff!

The remaining three were also cut off by Chen Xuan, and their blood was sprayed. They rolled all over the ground in pain, screaming, and their voices were like killing pigs. It was as miserable as it could be.

The group of members next to them was even more terrified, their faces were pale, and their bodies were soaked in cold sweat like drops of water.

Even Zheng Yuanwai was parched, trembling and terrified.

Unreasonable!

This head arrest is really unreasonable!

Killing people as soon as they come up is even more magical than the devil!

Who is this from the imperial court?

Chen Xuan looked at Zishang in his hand lightly, and saw drops of blood dripping slowly along the blade of the sword, making a pattering sound. The body of the sword was crystal clear and bloodless, just like it was made of purple agate.

"What a good sword."

He sighed again, lowered his head, looked at Wang Yuanwai, who was crying in pain and dripping with blood, smiled slightly, and said, "Wang Yuanwai, I heard that you don't want people to sell food to people in the yamen, right?"

"No, I was wronged, I was wronged, spare my life, a good man spare my life."

Wang Yuanwai screamed in pain, blood and sweat were mixed together, and he almost passed out.

"Still being wronged? If you want to talk about being wronged again, I will kill your whole family."

Chen Xuan smiled.

Wang Yuanwai was even more terrified, and screamed: "Forgive me, please forgive the villain, the villain has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, and the villain eats lard and his heart is blinded, please forgive me, I will never dare again. "

"Two choices, the first property confiscation, the second, I will kill your whole family, choose quickly, don't waste time."

Chen Xuan's tone was flat.

"Forgive me, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, let me go, I beg you to let me go, it hurts me to death."

Wang Yuanwai howled.

He didn't want to confiscate his property, nor did he want to kill his whole family, so he kept howling until his voice became hoarse.

"If you don't choose, then I will choose for you, such as killing your whole family?"

Chen Xuan said calmly.

puff!

The Zishang sword pierced the top of Wang Yuan's skull in an instant, stabbing him to death on the spot, and blood spattered, red and white, everywhere.

Wang Yuanwai's eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

The rest of the gentry outside the staff were all trembling with fright, and their legs were weak.

Some timid ones even wet their crotch, and they were directly scared to pee.

They were all terrified beyond belief.

Among them, Zheng Yuanwai turned pale with fright, staggered, backed up, and almost fell.