The night is dark and the wind is high and howling loudly, and blood flows into river bones and mountains.

Xue Chaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the burning mountain village.

The constables he led were all elites from the two states, so he was naturally able to capture a group of mobs.

In a daze, many constables were already walking out in pools of blood with swords and trampling on.

"Beast! Beast!"

A bald man tied and threw himself in a pool of blood was so angry that his eyes were rippled. He looked up at Xue Chaoyang and shouted angrily:

"Xue Chaoyang, I'll be your eighteen generations of ancestors!!!"

"Damn it!"

A detective raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, stepping on his back, and with a "click" sound, he shattered his spine:

"Damn it!"

"puff!"

The bald man stuck to the cold ground covered with blood, spit out a mouthful of blood, and cursed: "Xue Chaoyang, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"Qiu Leng, you should know what I have to keep your dog's life for the time being."

Xue Chaoyang's eyes were cold and he opened his voice indifferently:

"After saying that, I will give you a happy way to die."

"Hahaha! I'm gonna be!"

The bald man laughed wildly and scolded: "You dogs and things can be killed if you want to kill them. It is impossible for me to slander Huangjue Temple!"

"slander?"

Xue Chaoyang sneered, without saying much, and waved his hand slightly:

"Get quick."

Among the many constables, one of them walked out and bowed and said:

"Sir, the villain was originally a butcher. His sword skills were average, but his knife skills were not bad."

“Can a fishing net be needed?”

Xue Chaoyang asked.

“No.”

The detective bowed slightly and said:

"Before three thousand six hundred swords, if he dies, his subordinates will make up for the remaining swords on his body."

"very good."

Xue Chaoyang nodded slightly, turned to Qiu Leng and said:

"If you tell me about the dirt and filth in Huangjue Temple at this time, I will keep my word and leave you with all my body."

"Xue Chaoyang!!"

Qiu Leng's body shook, his face distorted:

"You must die a little bit! You must die a little bit bit!"

"Go on."

Xue Chaoyang's eyes were faint.

"yes!"

The constable moved his body, and the two-foot short knife was already in his hand, slowly walking towards Qiu Leng.

"Hahaha! What a six door, it's really obvious!"

Suddenly, a long laugh broke through the night sky.

All the detectives were shocked.

Turning around, I saw a white robe floating in the crimson night, sweeping ten feet across the sky like a ghost, landing on an old tree outside the mountain village.

A hundred feet apart, he looked at Xue Chaoyang.

The man in white held the sword in both hands, looking cold.

He has a tall figure, long hair is tied around his shoulders, and he is handsome and has an excellent temperament.

Even if he sneered, he had a hint of laziness on his face.

"Wu Liusan, are you finally willing to give up?"

Among the crowd, only Xue Chaoyang was not surprised, as if he had known who was coming.

"The thief alone, Wu Liusan?!"

The faces of the detectives were all moving.

Wu Liusan was originally the son of a gentry in Dafeng. He was born in the seventh year and passed the scholar in the thirteenth year. Unfortunately, he failed three times after the family. After losing his family, he learned martial arts from somewhere, especially his light skills are excellent.

He did not pick flowers, did not kill people, did not touch a very good family, but only robbed him as a bad gentry. He even committed a major case in the capital and was arrested by Liushumen for more than ten years.

Because of his excellent light skills, he repeatedly escaped from pursuit.

Wu Liusan did not answer, and looked at Qiu Leng with a dim look:

"I'm late for my brother."

He had a friendship with Qiu Leng, but when Qiu Leng had not fallen into the grass, he later broke off contact when he heard about his evil deeds.

After hearing the magical magic technique that he entered the Huayan Mountains, he saw the fire coming from a distance from the sword-finding peak.

He was unwilling to come forward, but he didn't expect Xue Chaoyang to torture Shi Lingchi, so he couldn't help it.

"Brother Wu came not too late, but he came not too late!"

Qiu Ling's eyes were bleeding and tears:

"I should have died the day I was expelled from Huangjue Temple. It is enough to see you before I die! You are no match for these beasts, go away!"

"You should have done so many evil things."

Wu Liusan turned his eyes and looked at Xue Chaoyang:

"But, it's too much to kill all the people in the family and torture by Lingchi, right? Accepter Xue Ming!"

"What's the exaggeration?"

Xue Chaoyang replied in a silly and unpredictable manner:

"Farmers still need to eliminate roots when pulling weeds. I will eliminate harm for the country. Even if the methods are a bit cruel, who can say I am not?"

"very good."

Wu Liusan's eyes suddenly became cold: "I know that you, Xue Chaoyang, have been alone all your life, have no house, have no wives, concubines, and even have no apprentices, but these constables present have no family?"

Wu Liusan sighed in his heart.

Among the six famous arrests of the Six Gates, only Xue Chaoyang is the most perverse.

He does not love gold, silver and jewelry, does not be greedy for power, wealth, no relatives and friends, no children, and does not even have half an apprentice.

Thirty years ago, a thief held his father and brother hostage, just for him to let him go once, and he ignored him and allowed his father and brother to die tragically on the street.

From then on, no one would threaten him.

"Wu Liusan!"

"What do you want to do?"

In the copycat, many of the constables changed their colors.

No one jumped out of the stone, most of them also have relatives and friends.

Xue Chaoyang's face darkened:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know very well."

Wu Liusan looked calm and looked at Xue Chaoyang, who was more than a hundred feet away: "Since everyone in the village has died, Wu has no intention of interfering in the matter of the six doors. However, I have an old relationship with Qiu Lun, so I can't sit still and watch him be tragically being Lingchi."

"You killed him at this time, give me all the body, and Mr. Wu turned his head and left!"

"Xue has never been threatened throughout his life. Even if my father and brother fall into the opponent, I will not obey. You are worthy of threatening me?"

Xue Chaoyang sneered and ordered calmly:

"Take a knife!"

"yes!"

In the village, the constable struggled for a moment, gritted his teeth and stepped forward. A flash of sword light had already cut off Qiu Leng's right chest.

Qiu Leng seemed to have not realized it, just looking outside the village:
To be continued...