"I'm being reckless!"
Liu Dahong bowed to Song Xuan with a fist in fear, his eyes not even daring to stay on him for a moment.
"Master!"
Mu Jiansheng seemed to understand something and immediately apologized to Song Xuan, "Thank you for your mercy, Master. We were really worried about Master's safety just now, so Master took the risk to investigate the situation.
Dare I ask you, sir, what's going on outside now? Should we break out now? "
"No need!"
Song Xuan waved his hand carelessly, "It's been cleaned up!"
"ah?"
Mu Jiansheng was stunned. According to his previous judgment, the number of Qing soldiers outside must be at least a few hundred. How long has it been since they were all killed?
He looked at Liu Dahong with a puzzled look.
But he saw Liu Dahong nodding to him seriously.
He rushed out just now and looked around. There were corpses all over the mountains and plains. The blood was flowing down the mountain under the impact of the rain, even dyeing half of the hillside red.
Liu Dahong was really shocked. The opponent's martial arts was so high that it reached an incredible level.
He has been wandering around the world for decades and has seen masters from the Tiandihui, but compared to the young master in front of him, he can't even compare with one finger.
Hundreds of well-equipped Qing soldiers were killed by the people in front of them in just a few words. It is simply unimaginable how powerful they were.
Seeing his master nodding in confirmation, Mu Jiansheng suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, "Thank you so much for saving my life, sir. I wonder what you call me?"
"The Great Zhou Xuan Yiwei, Song Xuan!"
Xuanyiwei?
Everyone was stunned and instinctively took a step back.
The Xuanyi Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty were a secret service agency that could make children cry. Even when Prince Mu's palace was in its prime, they were still extremely afraid of this mysterious and powerful agency.
"Master Song!"
Mu Jiansheng's attitude became more and more respectful, "Master Song, are you here to quell the rebellion?"
Song Xuan shook his head, "Suppressing rebellion is someone else's business. I am here just to kill people!"
Just to kill people?
Mu Jiansheng swallowed, very good, this was in line with his understanding of Xuan Yiwei.
"Sir, this is my master Ironback Canglong Liu Dahong, this is my junior sister Fang Yi, this is my sister Mu Jianping, and this..."
Facing Xuanyi Wei, Mu Jiansheng didn't know what to say, so he would introduce the others first so that everyone could get to know each other.
I don't want anything else, I just want to be familiar with Master Song.
Liu Dahong looked embarrassed and waved his hands quickly, "Don't mention my reputation in the world. In front of adults, I really can't show off my skills."
Song Xuan didn't put on airs and nodded to say hello to a few people.
...
In Qingzhou, in a certain bandit camp, corpses littered the fields.
Yao Yue, dressed in white as snow, with long hair like clouds, and as graceful as a fairy, was walking in the village. The sword in her hand pointed at the surviving bandit leader from a distance.
"Are you going to answer or not?"
The bandit leader was taken aback and said, "Xia Xia, you are asking. If you don't ask, how will I know what to answer?"
Yao Yue was startled, and a look of surprise appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.
"Didn't I ask just now?"
The bandit leader broke down and cried: "You came up and started killing without saying a word!"
Yao Yue frowned, "I seem to have forgotten to ask, then you are really unlucky!"
"Let me ask you, where is Song Xuan?"
The bandit leader was stunned, Song Xuan?
"Who is Song Xuan?"
"You don't know Song Xuan?"
"If you don't tell me, how would I know who he is!"
"If you don't even know who Song Xuan is, then what's the point of living for you!"
Yao Yue tapped the sword lightly in her hand, with a hint of anger on her face.
Even someone as good as my husband doesn’t know, so why are you so embarrassed to be a bandit?
Rubbish!
The bandit leader's eyebrows were pierced, his eyes were empty, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.
Before he died, he had a question in his mind.
Who is Song Xuan you are asking about?
Can you give me some hints?
If I don’t know who Song Xuan is, is there no point in my life?
This woman is crazy!
...
The next morning.
It had been raining all night and finally stopped.
When Prince Mu and others walked out of the Taoist temple, they saw nothing but corpses. The horrific scene made Mu Jianping scream in shock.
"Everyone, let's just say goodbye!"
Song Xuan looked calm and rode towards the surrounding counties and cities on his horse.
Song Xuan came here to kill people, to condense his killing intent and temper his spirit.
He couldn't kill ordinary people, but the Tatar Qing army had no pressure to kill him.
"Brother, why don't we follow?"
Mu Jianping pursed his lips, with a bit of anxiety in his eyes.
Mu Jiansheng sighed, "To such a talented person, we are just a burden to him. We are not on the same level, so we can't force him!"
"Oh, I got it!" Mu Jianping nodded in a low voice.
My brother is right. How can Dapeng associate with sparrows? A little sparrow like me is probably not worth mentioning in the eyes of Young Master Song, right?
...
There are twelve counties in Guangdong Prefecture, seven of which have Qing troops stationed outside the city.
The number ranges from less than a thousand to as many as several thousand.
In just half a month, almost all the Qing troops in these military camps were killed.
Outside every massacred military camp, there was an extremely eye-catching mark left -
"The murderer is the Great Zhou Xuan Yiwei, Song Xuan!"
The name of the Killing God Song Xuan finally spread in the world after half a month of killings.
Many Jianghu forces, such as Shenlong Sect, Tiandihui and other major forces, have sent people to Guangdong Mansion.
Many people speculate that the killing god Song Xuan, after clearing out the county and city defenders around Fucheng, will deal with the 50,000 elite Qing troops stationed outside Fucheng next!
If this is true, it will definitely be a shocking battle.
Not to mention the Shenlong Sect, the chief rudder of the Tiandihui has given an order. As long as the killing god Song Xuan attacks the Qing army in Fucheng, the Tiandihui will definitely help!
Wow! !
In the evening, in a river, Song Xuan washed away the smell of blood on his body, washed the blood-stained clothes, and then put them on wetly.
As the Qi circulated, the temperature of his body began to gradually rise. Soon, the clothes on his body became dry and there was no trace of moisture anymore.
But the next moment, there was a rumble in the sky. Looking up, the sky became gloomy again, and it seemed like it was going to rain again.
Song Xuan was speechless. The weather in Qingzhou could change at any time. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear, and the next moment, it would rain heavily. It seemed that the impact of the dragon vein being cut off was really not small.
Lifting the long sword, Song Xuan used Qinggong to fly along the river. After passing through a dense forest, a large house with a large area appeared in front of him.
There was no light in the big house, and it was pitch black. Song Xuan looked up at the sky where raindrops were beginning to fall, and planned to take shelter here.
Boom, boom, boom!
He knocked on the door and shouted in a gentle tone:
"Is there anyone there? Open the door and send some warmth!"
