The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 181 Xianyong City

When the rest of the masked men saw this, they did not know who shouted "kill!" When the rest of the masked men saw this, one of them shouted, "Kill!" They all sent out their flying swords which moved toward Xiao Chen. At the moment, the sword radiance crossed, and the wind roared.

Xiao Chen snorted coldly. The Unsullied turned into a white radiance and flew out. "Clash!" It cut off an incoming flying sword. More than 20 armed escorts retreated. They were not able to join this battle. They would be killed in vain and add troubles to Xiao Chen if they rushed over.

The dozen masked men had all entered late Foundation Building Realm, but they were no match for Xiao Chen's Unsullied. The flying swords they had refined for more than ten years were as fragile as broken copper and sc.r.a.p iron in front of Unsullied.

A little while later, there were only three or four flying swords left, but the dozen people still wanted to take Xiao Chen's life and rushed over with bare hand punches. But Xiao Chen did not insist on taking their lives. Even he risked his life to fight at this moment, he still kept ten or twenty percent of his power. He did not want to kill in front of Xian'er.

The dozen people thought that he was afraid of the power behind them and did not dare to kill them. So, they played more ruthless moves and targeted at Xiao Chen's weak points.

A cold light flashed through a masked man whose magic treasure was destroyed by Xiao Chen, and he took out a dagger from nowhere, throwing it to Murong Xian'er who stood behind Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he instantly used the psychokinesis and caught the dagger. Suddenly, a thick murderous intent burst out from him.

"Die!" He thundered coldly as the Unsullied in mid-air immediately turned into thousands of rows of sword radiance and showered. Immediately, there were miserable screams—over a dozen masked men were killed.

Everyone gasped, not because he killed more than a dozen Foundation Building Realm cultivators in an instant, but because they were frightened by the murderous intent he was sending out at the moment. How could a person have such a heavy killling aura? Even though they had been running around for many years, they had never seen such a ruthless person.

"Hum!" Xiao Chen swung his sleeve coldly, took back Unsullied, and walked to the front of Murong Xian'er. He saw her face went pale and did not know what to say.

Murong Xian'er looked at the dozen dead bodies not far from her. They were still alive a second ago, but now they were gone. Her body trembled, and she looked at Xiao Chen with tears in her eyes. "Brother Xiao Chen... Can you stop killing people in the future..." Two lines of tears came out as she spoke.

Xiao Chen's heart ached, and he held her gently in his arms, saying softly, "I'm sorry, Xian'er. But if I don't kill them, they will kill us..."

In fact, he knew that he had planted a seed of killing in his heart because of practicing the devilish book, the Heaven's Talisman. The killing intent became heavier and heavier day by day, especially when he saw the people around him being hurt. This killing intent became more and more difficult to control. He was very afraid that one day he would become a devil who killed people without blinking an eye.

Most of the time, people had no choice. If there was a choice, he hoped Patriarch Guanshan had never appeared, then Liu Fenghuang would still be alive.

The people around were afraid to speak. The person who was cold and heartless a moment ago suddenly became so tender. What kind of person was this? Thunderbolt came along and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiao, do you want to deal with these people?" He became very careful in his speech, and he did not dare to laugh as much as before.

Xiao Chen sighed and shook his head. They were close to Xianyong City of the Middle Continent. The crowd set off again, leaving only three escorts to deal with the dead bodies.

Along the way, Thunderbolt was not the same as before. Not much was said, and so was the rest of the carriage. This feeling made Xiao Chen vaguely uncomfortable.

Finally, before the night fell, the escort team arrived at Xianyong City, which was in the west of East Divine Continent. The scale was not small. Even in the winter, the city was surrounded by trees and a moat. Above the city, there were many floating islands in the clouds. On the islands, there were buildings and temples, as if there were immortals.

In the city, Xiao Chen got out of the carriage. He didn't expect this city in the border to be so prosperous. This was the most prosperous city he had ever seen since he came to Violet Manor. The streets were full of pedestrians. The buildings on both sides were very grand. The clothes each person wore had pearls and emeralds, showing luxury. He vaguely worried about whether he had enough money with him.

Thunderbolt walked to the front, laughing, "Well, Xianyong City is here! This trip is unimpeded, thanks to everyone!" All the businessmen and customers got off the carriage one after another, stretching themselves, beating their shoulders, all showing a comfortable appearance. Then they went one by one to hand over the money.

Xiao Chen also walked over, but Thunderbolt refused to accept the money no matter what. Xiao Chen thought if it weren't for them all the way, he would have met more bandits. Also, Thunderbolt got hit by a punch because of him, so he felt very sorry. Leaving two pieces of silver, he took Murong Xian'er and left.

In the street, he saw many Persian girls dressed in different clothes with various amorous feelings whom he had never seen before. He couldn't help but be curious. Some of them were like those women from the western regions in the Human World. However, he only saw them in the picture scrolls. In front of him, these girls seemed to be much more open-minded than those from the central plain. Their smiles were not as graceful as those in the central plain.

There were also many strong men walking in the street, carrying a huge sword without a scabbard. Were they not afraid to be cut on their shoulders? Xiao Chen was quite curious about this, and thought the local customs varied from place to place.

Murong Xian'er was also very excited and jumping. Upon seeing interesting things, she would say, "Look at this, Brother Xiao Chen, I want this. That one, that one is also good-looking. I want that one." It seemed that the previous event had not cast a shadow on her.

Xiao Chen smiled gently and thought this was the best. But if one day he really became a murderous devil, would she still be so innocent and stick around him? Yes, she would. No matter what he became, there would only be one person in the world who would never leave him. That person must be Xian'er.

Along the way, Murong Xian'er was lively and lovely just like the incarnation of an ancient fairy. She was loved by many young men and women, and her mouth was very sweet. She kept shouting, "Big brother, big sister."

A woman in her early twenties really had cute aggression and just want to take her back home. She leaned over and gently stroked her face, smiling. "Little sister, what's your name?"

"Heehee, my name is Xian'er, and it was taken by Brother Xiao Chen."

Xiao Chen was a little surprised. "I gave her a name?" Did he really meet her thousands of years ago? Why he had no impression at all? He saw that more than a dozen young men and women dressed in central plain costumes and thought that they came from some cultivators' sects. He nodded and smiled to them.

All of a sudden, he felt murderous aura approaching from behind. His first reaction was protecting Xianer, and when he was about to move, a powerful force hit on his back. Suddenly, he turned around and hit back with a punch. With a bang, he only felt his arm was splitting, and took several steps backward.