"Ye Xuan, you bastard, today you …"
"Enough, don't say any harsh words. With your current appearance and state, you can't threaten me at all!"
However, before they could finish their angry words, they were interrupted by Ye Xuan's impatient and cold words.
"You …"
"Puchi …"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the Asura King was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"If you had died in the explosion, you would have been able to have a good time. Unfortunately, you all survived. Should I praise you for your good fortune, or should I praise you for your courage?" After all, if you fall into my hands, I won't let you die a happy death! "
A dragon blade appeared in Ye Xuan's hand as he coldly spoke.
"Boom!"
The moment his words left his mouth, a wild force exploded beneath his feet. Lightning surged beneath his feet as his body turned into a bolt of lightning that charged towards the Asura King, the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan, and the first generation ancestor of the Song Clan at an extremely fast speed.
These three old things had extraordinary strength, so Ye Xuan wouldn't be stupid enough to give them time and chance to heal.
In just an instant, he appeared in front of the Asura King. The dragon blade in his hand howled and a resplendent saber light bloomed. It carried a sharp killing intent as it furiously slashed towards the left half of the Asura King's body.
"Damn it!"
This sudden turn of events caused the Asura King's expression to change drastically. He let out an angry curse and moved to the side without any hesitation.
Unfortunately, how could he, who was heavily injured, be as fast as Ye Xuan?
"Swish …"
"Ahh …"
Blood splattered everywhere as a mournful scream came out of the Asura King's mouth. His left arm was cut off by Ye Xuan's dragon blade on the spot.
"Little bastard, go to hell!"
Taking advantage of the instant Ye Xuan attacked the Asura King, the Leng Clan's first generation ancestor and the Song Clan's first generation ancestor endured the pain from their bodies and appeared behind Ye Xuan. Astral energy swept out from their hands as they fiercely slapped towards Ye Xuan's back with killing intent.
They used all of their strength in this palm strike. Once it hits Ye Xuan, he'll undoubtedly die!
"If you want me to die, you're not qualified right now!"
Seeing this, Ye Xuan coldly smiled. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he coldly spoke.
Swoosh!
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly turned sideways and slashed horizontally with the Dragon Blade in his hand.
The sound of flesh being sliced apart rang out along with the miserable screams of the first generation patriarchs of the Leng Clan and the first generation patriarchs of the Song Clan.
Their palms were cut into two by Ye Xuan's dragon blade on the spot. Blood splattered everywhere, and their five fingers disappeared without a trace.
Boom!
"Puchi!"
The instant they cut off their palms, Ye Xuan's expression turned ice-cold. He exerted force through his feet and heavily kicked their chests with the force of wind and thunder.
Thirty-six Tempest Kicks!
The dull sounds of collision rang out continuously.
The first generation Patriarch of the Song Clan and the first generation Patriarch of the Leng Clan were sent flying like two cannonballs, heavily smashing beside the mutated flying dragon. All the bones in their bodies were shattered, and they lost all ability to fight.
Boom!
Another muffled collision sound rang out. The Asura King was also kicked flying by Ye Xuan and smashed in front of the mutated flying dragon.
"Cough cough …"
They coughed violently, and traces of black blood flowed out of their mouths as they coughed. They looked extremely miserable, even worse than the beggars on the side of the road.
They wanted to struggle to their feet, but the mutated flying dragon stared at them with a cold and greedy gaze, causing them to not dare to move in the slightest.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle …"
The clear sound of footsteps rang out. Ye Xuan held the dragon blade in his hand as he expressionlessly walked towards them, causing their expressions to be filled with fear and their eyes to be filled with panic.
At this moment, they weren't Ye Xuan's match at all.
"Little …" Little bastard, what are you trying to do?
"A hoarse and trembling voice came out of the Asura King's mouth.
Feeling Ye Xuan's intense hoarseness, the dignified Asura King was truly afraid.
"Ye Xuan, I … The enmity between us is … It can be resolved, but … As long as you let me go!" The Song Family's first generation ancestor also said in fear at this moment.
"Ye …" Ye Xuan, I know about your marriage with Leng Qingcheng. You're the son-in-law of my Leng Clan. If you let me go, I … I'm willing to let you inherit all of the Leng Clan's businesses!
"At this moment, the Leng Clan's first generation ancestor also spoke with a trembling and terrified expression.
After experiencing Ye Xuan's methods, they were truly afraid.
He regretted becoming enemies with Ye Xuan. One had to know that a monster like Ye Xuan was originally the son-in-law of the Leng Clan. With him, the Leng Clan would definitely rise to a higher level!
However, the response they got was Ye Xuan's cold and emotionless words, "I can let you go, but … My mount will not let you go."
"Little Qing, they're yours!"
"Roar!"
Just as Ye Xuan finished speaking, the mutated flying dragon let out an ear-piercing roar. It opened its huge mouth and bit towards the Asura King and the others …
To mutated flying dragons, the Asura King and the others were excellent delicacies!
"Ahh …"
"No!"
Seeing the mutated flying dragon tearing at them, the expressions of the Asura King and the others changed drastically as they let out cries of despair.
"Boom!"
Just as they were about to become the mutated flying dragon's delicacies, a huge sword Qi flew over from the distant sea and struck the mutated flying dragon's head. With a dull sound, it was repelled.
An ice-cold and ancient voice came from the distant sea.
"Asura King, Old Ghost Leng, Old Ghost Song, you guys were actually treated like this by a junior. Isn't this too shameful?"
As the voice sounded out, three sharp figures slowly appeared in front of Ye Xuan and the others with ice-cold steps, causing Ye Xuan's brows to tightly knit together.
These three sharp figures were none other than the ancestor of the Unparalleled Sword Sect and the Sword Fanatic, Swordless Sword!
As for the Asura King, the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan, and the first generation ancestor of the Song Clan, their originally despairing faces were now filled with ecstasy. Excited words came out of their mouths, "Brother Jian!"
"Brat, let them go now. Kneel down and beg for mercy. I'll leave your corpse intact!"
The Unparalleled Sword Ancestor walked over. His gaze swept across the Asura King and the others before finally landing on Ye Xuan. Cold words came out of his mouth.
"Haha …" Little bastard, you didn't expect us to have reinforcements, did you? You're dead today! "
The Asura King, the first generation ancestor of the Leng Clan, and the others had survived the calamity. At this moment, they laughed heartily.
It was as if they'd already seen the scene of Ye Xuan being tortured to death by the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor!
"The only ones who will die will be you, not me! Little Qing! "
Hearing this, Ye Xuan coldly smiled as he coldly and emotionlessly spoke.
The instant Ye Xuan finished speaking, the mutated flying dragon swung its claws at lightning speed, grabbing the Asura King and the others and throwing them into its huge mouth.
"Evil creature, you're courting death!"
Seeing that, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's expression changed slightly. He unsheathed the sword in his hand, and a majestic sword qi whizzed out, slashing towards the mutated flying dragon. However, the mutated flying dragon flapped its wings, grabbed the Asura King and the others, and flew into the sky to dodge the sword qi.
"Ahh …"
"No, Lord Immortal Emperor will definitely not let you off …"
In the next moment, the despairing screams of the Asura King and the others, as well as the crisp chewing sounds of the mutated flying dragon, quietly resounded in the sky …
However, before he died, the Asura King crushed the Immortal Emperor's token into pieces, and a strange fluctuation spread out.
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