Duan Xiyang currently only has this direction.

Although it may not be because of this retaliation, at least it is the best choice when there is no choice.

At least there is a goal.

With Duan Xiyang's strength, he can basically sweep away a mountain with his divine will, and completely control the entire mountain. All the related monsters and beasts will be locked and pulled by his divine will. In one shock, no matter whether underground or on the surface, they will all die.

Now there is no weasel or similar animal on the thousands of hills that Duan Xiyang passes by!

And he was still killing them intensively from hilltop to hilltop.

It’s effortless anyway.

Since you are called the Divine Weasel Cult, you must be related to the Weasels. If you don’t come out, I will kill all the Weasels in this world!

…

What Sun Wutian did was... Sun Wutian did nothing.

He knows his position very well: sit in the southeast! Keep an eye on the Death God Weasel Cult!

So as long as the Shen Weasel Cult doesn't pop up, I'll be here to 'sit in charge'. To explain it simply: I won't do anything.

And I'm in a bad mood.

Therefore, after Feng Yun set off, Old Demon Sun was still sulky for a few days. He stayed in seclusion for two days to adjust his breathing and regain his health. He was sure that his hatred of the Heaven Sword Intent would indeed never come back.

After wondering for a long time, I packed my things and set off from the Southeast Headquarters.

Go straight to Baixiangzhou.

Sun Wutian is not in a hurry about the families in the headquarters. As for those things, he can kill them at any time when he returns!

But the most important thing now is the successor.

Hate the Heavenly Sword!

As an ancestor, Fang Che's parents got married. Although he didn't go there, he couldn't pretend not to know. It wouldn't hurt to use his resources to make a congratulatory gift.

But the most important thing now is to stay with Fang Che for a few days and focus on examining this boy's Hatetian Sword.

This is a top priority!

And as the new Hatetian Sword’s true essence is to be taught.

Sun Wutian had mixed emotions along the way. One moment he was full of hatred, and the next moment he was full of longing. But the more longing he had, the more he hated Ningxue Sword.

"Rui Qianshan! You really deserve to die...you really deserve to die!"

He scolded Ningxue Sword all the way, almost without stopping.

When the curse reached 136,518 times, which was the ninth day of the Baixiangzhou Massacre, Sun Wutian also rushed to Baixiangzhou.

The fishy smell hit my nose, and it was three corpse trucks coming towards me.

On the carriage, several people were looking at Sun Wutian ferociously with their eyes fixed on their faces. Their dead eyes made Sun Wutian feel very irritable!

"Damn it, even the dead despise me!"

Sun Wutian coughed hard and blew his breath away.

More than a dozen heads were shattered into pieces silently.

This relieves the anger.

Enter the city gate and walk forward.

"No matter dead or alive, you can't glare at me! I'm so used to it! I'm as annoying as Ningxue Sword!"

Seeing that the city is still very popular, everyone is living and working in peace and contentment, and many people have smiles on their faces. It seems that the bloody corpse truck that just passed by has no impact.

"Tsk, people are so brave these days. In the past, the streets would have turned pale with fear."

What Sun Wutian didn't know was that these people at the city gate... were already used to this kind of thing!

Where did we get there today? Six cars left just now.

Some time ago, there were six to seven hundred cars going out in one day. Try it!

We are all used to it now.

Sun Wutian turned a corner and entered a clothing store. When he came out, he had changed his clothes, had gray hair, and had kind eyes.

——I don’t know what’s going on or what’s going on. Whether it’s Duan Xiyang, Sun Wutian, Yan Nan or other big demons from the Self-Orthodox Cult, as long as they disguise themselves, their faces must be kind-hearted and indescribably kind.

It makes people feel respected and amiable at first sight.

From this point of view, if the Solipsistic Orthodoxy is destroyed in the future and all the demons disguise themselves and blend into the crowd, and all the benevolent people are caught and killed, it is estimated that the Solipsistic Orthodoxy can be wiped out in one fell swoop...

After walking around the city for three or two times, without asking any questions, he naturally walked towards where Fang Che was and drove away.

From a distance, it felt like Fang Che was practicing in seclusion, and there was an ant standing guard in front of the door...

"What a fucking coincidence."

Sun Wutian turned around and found an inn nearby to stay. He felt that Fang Che was practicing martial arts, and through his spiritual sense, he could clearly feel that Fang Che was refining the blood evil energy, and it was already at the end.

"It seems like there was a big killing just now. No wonder he needs to refine the blood evil energy."

Sun Wutian frowned: "It's just that this bastard is so blatantly refining evil spirit here, isn't he afraid of being targeted?"

In an instant, spiritual thoughts spread throughout the city, and they were surprised to find out.

There is only one super master in Baixiangzhou now, and it is almost impossible to detect deep underground. There is no other super master!

The Ningxue Sword, the Green Dragon Sword, the Wind and Cloud Stick...all of them are actually missing!

This surprised Sun Wutian.

Where have all these guys gone?

Why is no one here? This is very abnormal!

Sun Wutian twirled his beard, a little puzzled. In this way, no one could detect Fang Che's movements, so it was safe.

But why aren't they there? What have they been doing?

In this case, as long as I am willing, wouldn't it be possible for me to wipe out Baixiangzhou with my own strength?

Thinking of the cruelty, he couldn't help but open his mouth, and a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his kind-hearted face.

The corpse truck outside the city arrived at the mass grave.

The driver came down to carry the body.

"This isn't right...why are there a dozen heads missing?"

The driver was sweating profusely: "Did this fall on the road?"

This is no small matter. If you transport a corpse and throw away a dozen heads, what do you do? Don't you want to scare people to death?

The driver had no way of poking through the grass along the way to look for it. He went back and found nothing. When he asked others, he found nothing.

"This girl... is so strange! The severed head ran away on its own?"

…

At the same time that Sun Wutian was staying in Baixiangzhou.

Heavenly King Xiao also came to the mountains and forests outside the city.

He didn't have Sun Wutian's ability to use his spiritual thoughts to monitor the whole city without being discovered, so he walked around Baixiangzhou in a large circle.

"There's no danger."

Tianwang Xiao came to a conclusion.

But something is strange.

Because, I could faintly feel what seemed to be... Sikong Ye's aura.

"Did that guy also come to Baixiangzhou? Is it such a coincidence?"

Tianwang Xiao put on a disguise in the forest outside, dressed himself up to be gentle and kind, looking harmless to humans and animals, waving his folding fan, and entered Baixiangzhou in a graceful manner.

Then he made some inquiries and came towards the guard hall.

Because Fang Tu is here.

Then I chose an inn not far from the guard hall, asked for a room on the top floor, and stayed there.

From a high position, you can watch what's going on over there at any time.

Although the distance is a bit far, it does not hinder movement.

"wait."

Tianwang Xiao lay on the bed with his legs crossed.

To him, this matter was nothing at all.

A mere fangtu, a king-level shrimp, it’s just a matter of waving his hand.

…
To be continued...