One Piece: The Strongest Ninja

After a disagreement, he killed the heads of the three major martial arts schools, all with one move.

The most powerful Feng Wumen, a master of the four realms of spiritual serenity, was holding the Thunder Punishment Sword, but he couldn't block the punch and swallowed the entire Thunder Punishment Sword, suffering the pain of Ling Chi.

The young man in front of them had already exploded deep in their minds. Is he still a human being?He is less than 30 years old, but he has extraordinary means. No one can guess how powerful his cultivation is!

I am afraid that in the entire Hanjiang City, he can already be ranked among the top five. Even if the Seven Ghosts of Hanjiang and the Xiang Family of Hanjiang meet, they will definitely treat him differently.

Such a person has probably already entered the top three of the Genius list, and may even be expected to compete for the top spot on the Genius list. In fact, can little people like them afford to offend?

At this point, Zhan Tong realized how wrong he was. It was a big mistake. He thought he was just an inconspicuous little character. He specially brought the principals of the three major martial arts schools to capture him. Unexpectedly, he was just a small character. In less than 10 minutes, all the principals of the three major martial arts schools were dead at the hands of this inconspicuous little character.

Zhan Tong wished he could dig a crack in the ground and crawl in. He was standing here now, and every second was torture for him, heart-burning torture.

Counting all the famous figures in the Xia Kingdom in the past hundred years, none of them have the means and cultivation level of Xie Xuan, who can achieve such a high level of cultivation at the age of less than 30 years old, and the depth of the city puts Zhan Tong to shame.

What should I do?

"Zhan Shi Yin? You haven't thought about it yet. How about I send you to meet them too? They just haven't gone far yet. Maybe we can go together!"

This sentence directly sentenced Zhan Tong to death, which undoubtedly inspired the idea of ​​​​killing Zhan Tong.

"You...you...you can't kill me. I am an official of the Xia Kingdom. If you kill me, it will be a serious crime and you will punish the nine tribes!"

Zhan Tong was so frightened that he could not speak coherently, and looked at Xie Xuan and said in horror.

"Kill the nine tribes? Haha, not to mention you, even the king of Xia Kingdom would not dare to say such words to Long!"

Hearing Zhan Tong's words, Xie Xuan laughed loudly, then looked at him contemptuously, and continued: "An old dog like you, who has brought trouble to Hanjiang City for so many years, still has the nerve to say that he is an official of the Xia Kingdom. How do you think a person like you, who has brought shame to Xia officials, should die?"

"You...you...you can't kill me. My backstage is the Seven Ghosts of the Han River. The leader of the Seven Ghosts of the Han River, the Black Evil Ghost, is a genuine master of the Seven Paths of Spiritual Silence. If you kill me, he will definitely Avenge me!"

"It's not easy for you to practice cultivation. To be able to achieve what you have today is truly a genius. But if you kill me, your genius will only stop here!"

Having said this, Zhan Tong finally regained some confidence. After all, the Seven Ghosts of the Han River were able to compete with the Xiang Family of the Han River. They definitely had real abilities, and they were not something that a mere martial artist with a strong cultivation base could manipulate at will.

"Revenge? I happen to be going to find them, so I'll sacrifice your head to heaven!"

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense with Zhan Tong and pointed out. An invisible energy directly penetrated Zhan Tong's heart, and blood spurted out from Zhan Tong's heart in an instant.

Until his death, Zhan Tong could not believe that he had brought out so many backgrounds, only to be ruthlessly killed by Xie Xuan.

The remaining 500 people, including people from the City Yin Mansion and disciples from the three major martial arts schools, stood there one by one with pale faces. Many of the timid ones had already been frightened to the point of urinating. In an instant, the whole small square emitted a wave of fear. The smell of nausea.

"Ronaldo, now you can call the Hanjiang City City Defense District and ask the district chief to bring all the people to gather here in the name of a drill. All the remaining people will be detained by the City Defense District, and the entire small square will be cleaned by the way. Be clean, don’t taint Wu Zhuangyuan!”

Xie Xuan looked at Luo Ping and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Luo Ping said respectfully. After finishing speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Hanjiang City Urban Defense District.

"Wu Zhuangyuan Shangguan Feihong, today I will honor you with four heads. Tomorrow I will go to the Shangguan family in person and use the heads of everyone in the Shangguan family to wash away the stain they have caused on your reputation over the years!"

Xie Xuan looked at the statue of Wu Zhuangyuan and said lightly. After speaking, he scattered all four bowls of wine on the ground under the statue of Wu Zhuangyuan.

"For so many years, no one has drank with you. Today, I will drink with you for a few drinks!"

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he bowed to himself again, gathered in front of the statue of Wu Zhuangyuan from a distance, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Five minutes later, all ten armored vehicles from Hanjiang City City Defense District stopped under the statue of Wu Zhuangyuan. District Chief Kang Zhian rolled and crawled in front of Xie Xuan like a frightened cat.

"My subordinate, Kang Zhian, pays homage to the king!"

On the phone just now, Luo Ping had made it very clear to him that the man standing under the statue of Wu Zhuangyuan was the No. 1 in the Temple of War, the Northern God of War, and was called the King.

Kang Zhi'an never believed it, but he came here anyway. When he saw the corpses of the leaders of the three major martial arts schools on the ground and the corpse of Yin Zhantong from Hanjiang City, he felt the most frightening feeling in his life.

After seeing Xie Xuan's true form, he was so frightened that he urinated and rolled and crawled to his knees in front of Xie Xuan.

"Kang Zhi'an, this is Hanjiang City under your governance? Do you deserve the trust placed in you by the God of War?"

Xie Xuan looked at Kang Zhi'an and asked coldly.

"My subordinate... I am incompetent, please punish me!"

Kang Zhian replied tremblingly.

"Forget it, this is not your fault alone. I can give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. Do you see these people in front of you? Your current role is to arrest all these people. You cannot let them leave here. Understand. Is it done?"

Xie Xuan looked at Kang Zhian and asked.

"My subordinate understands and I promise to complete the mission!"

Kang Zhian replied quickly.

"Okay, let's start now and clean up the small square!"

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he walked directly towards the lawn not far away. On the lawn, Luo Ping had neatly arranged the wine and food he had just prepared, waiting for Xie Xuan's arrival.

"Yang Xiao, how's your investigation going?"

After drinking and eating, Xie Xuan took out his cell phone, dialed a number and asked.

"Your Majesty, we have found out clearly. Xiang Yixuan is now at the west gate of Hanjiang City. She will start to break through the checkpoints at [-] o'clock this afternoon. In two days, she must pass the seven major checkpoints. Otherwise, Xiang Yixuan will only die!"

"The first hurdle that Xiang Yixuan has to pass is to enter the Xiang family's old house directly from the west gate. Although there is no obstacle at this level, entering the Xiang family's old house from the west gate is the territory of the Seven Ghosts of the Han River. The Seven Ghosts of the Han River have been released. If Xiang Yixuan steps into the west gate, Xiang Yixuan’s head will be used as an oath to cooperate with the Xiang family!"

Yang Xiao said calmly into the phone.

"OK, wait for me!"

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Ronaldo, drive to the west gate of Hanjiang City!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Luo Ping heard this, he immediately drove his silver-gray business car over and rushed towards the west gate of Hanjiang City.

At this time, many people had gathered at the west gate of Hanjiang City. Xiang Hongtu, the head of the Xiang family in Hanjiang, had already announced that in order for his youngest granddaughter to return to the Xiang family, he must pass seven major hurdles. However, Xiang Yixuan, the youngest granddaughter of the Xiang family, only She is just a weak woman with no strength. Can he really get through these seven levels?Everyone came to the west gate of Hanjiang City with curiosity, waiting to see how Xiang Yixuan would break through.

In a quiet study room in the old house of the Xiang family, a middle-aged man was writing calligraphy. He held the brush in a strange posture. Normally, people hold the brush vertically with one hand, but he actually held the brush with two. Holding the brush in both hands, they slowly wrote large characters on the paper.