Chapter 232: Death or happiness

"Underwater?" Li Fansong naturally heard of this world-famous assassin family, but he didn't know when he provoked them.
Xie Xuan nodded: "Moreover, they are the most difficult to provoke in Dark River. Spider Shadow, directly affiliated to the killer group of the Patriarch of Dark River, is the elite of the elite. There are 32 people in total, and the leader is named Puppet. , Do not listen to the orders of the head of the three surnames, only follow the will of the patriarch."
"Spider shadow? Puppet?" Li Fansong vaguely felt that he had heard these two names.
Xie Xuan looked around, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You may feel familiar, yes, this name also shook Beili twelve years ago. Back then, when the Demon Sect was marching east, Anhe unexpectedly stood in Beili’s On this side, they sent the puppets of the time and thirty-two spider shadow killers to fight on behalf of Dark River. When they appeared, the scene was like Shura Hell. Although the opponent was a demons, it was ruthless and far worse than Dark. He. Only this time, these killers are not here to help us."
Although the blood flow on his chest continued, the assassin didn't mean to shrink at all, and said viciously: "Since you know how good we are, don't interfere."
With a snap, the assassin's face was beaten to the side.
Xie Xuan still stood there gracefully, just shook his hand gently, no one saw when he started it, and when he returned. He still smiled elegantly: "I'm not saying, you are not qualified to threaten me."
"What about me." A voice with a slight smile sounded.
Li Fansong and Feixuan looked up suddenly, and saw a man wearing a blood-red ghost mask standing on the trunk, with long hair hanging out, coming with the wind, unspeakably terrible.
Xie Xuan didn't turn his head, just stroked the ten thousand-volume book in his hand, flicked it lightly, and muttered, "Puppet?"
The man with the ghost mask bowed his head, learning his tone: "Russian sword fairy?"
"I have seen the puppet before, he doesn't talk very much." Xie Xuan still did not turn his head.
The puppet sneered: "Every puppet is different, but one thing can be confirmed."
Xie Xuan flicked the sword in a serious manner without speaking. The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and after a long time he slowly said, "Do you want me to ask ‘Which point can be confirmed?"
The puppet was stunned, did not speak, but firmly held the sword in his hand.
"I am a Confucian Sword Immortal. I travel thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and never follow other people's words." Xie Xuan straightened his chest abruptly, and his white clothes swayed without wind.
Li Fansong looked at him sincerely: "Mr. Xie is really fascinating!"
Xie Xuan jumped up and appeared in front of the puppet in the next second, stabbing with a sword.
Xianyun!
The puppet hurried back, the tree trunk under his feet was chopped to pieces.
"Interesting." The puppet laughed loudly, "Killing someone like you is the real joy!"
"Looking for joy, or dying? Are you really clear?" Xie Xuan took out the sword again, slowly and slowly, but cut off all retreat.
oxen and horses!
The puppet stopped, his eyes full of murderousness.
Xie Xuan raised the sword abruptly, and it was the start of the sword technique again!
Killing knife!
The puppet also raised the sword, chopped it down, it was actually the murderous knife!
Two swords collide!
Sword Qi surges!
"Learning pretty fast." Xie Xuan stepped back and landed on a tree trunk.
The puppet violently retreated with Xie Xuan's sword, raking his toes, and even withdrew from dozens of trees. "Ru Jianxian is a good head, but it's a pity that my goal this time is not you." He turned around in the air and chased him in another direction.
"One." Xie Xuan whispered suddenly.
"Two." Xie Xuan turned his head, watching the grass over there move slightly.
"Three." Xie Xuan looked to the left again, the tree trunk over there was shaking slightly, but no one was visible.
"Four, five, six." Xie Xuan suddenly closed his eyes and muttered quietly the sounds he heard. He suddenly turned around and shouted at Li Fansong and Feixuan who were still standing there. "Be careful!"
I saw the five assassins suddenly rushed out of the grass, holding long swords in their hands without exception, and slashing at Li Fansong and Feixuan who were standing in place. They appeared too suddenly, Li Fansong and Feixuan did not notice at all, but Xie Xuan, who could have been noticed, was caught by the movements of the other six assassins.
Xie Xuanti chased the sword abruptly, but saw five silver lights flying towards him.
Five exquisite small axes, spinning rapidly, rolled up fallen leaves all over the floor.
Yama silver axe, evil spirits pave the way!
Xie Xuan stepped on a silver axe with his toes and leaped forward, but another silver axe slashed towards his face door. He rolled a long sword in his hand and blocked the five silver axe back, but he did not Can't keep up with the rescue of the two.
"Don't underestimate people either." Feixuan yelled, and slammed his palms outwards.
I saw an air current that could be seen by the naked eye suddenly formed, and a huge circle appeared around the two. The five long swords slashed on the air wall, and they could no longer advance for half a minute.
Xie Xuanzan said, "This is the power of the great dragon elephant in Qingcheng Mountain!"
Li Fansong followed closely with a sword, stabbed a sword, but there were hundreds of sword shadows.
This is the immeasurable sword, the sword energy can become a real sword, with a sword, it can give a thousand calamities!
The five assassins’ smash hit was immediately blocked, and they wanted to continue to use their swords, but Xie Xuan had already broken the axe. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the five assassins immediately retreated. Went back.
Xie Xuan received the sword, looked at them, and the assassins who had just been injured and had not left, it happened to be twelve. Xie Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "A total of twelve came, and this posture is okay."
"Twelve spider shadow killers. Even the Confucian Sword Immortal can't retreat completely." The injured killer snorted coldly.
"The ability is average, and the tone is not small." Xie Xuan said with a smile, "So Li Hanyi sent twenty and puppets. The same is the sword fairy, why is the gap so big?"
"You forgot, there is thunderbolt over there." The killer said in a deep voice.
Xie Xuan frowned slightly, wondering: "I also have two young masters on my side."
The killer sneered: "Two wastes."
"Five people attacked, and they couldn't kill two young people, so I am ashamed to say that others are trash?" Xie Xuan gently shook the sword in his hand. "What a joke."
"Is it a joke? You'll know soon." The assassin suddenly yelled, "Array!" The assassin standing around him suddenly moved and continued walking around Xie Xuan and the other three.
"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai." Xie Xuan looked at them and whispered, "This is the assassin formation of the dark river-the twelfth hour of the earth. "