"You know me?"
When Ye Xuan arrived in front of the blonde man, his voice was very calm, but it made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Ye Xuan's arrival made the blonde man hold his breath. Then, he revealed a noble smile and said, "The president of the Moore Group's Xia Country branch, Michelle, greets Mr. Ye."
The blonde man was gentle and elegant. His posture was neither arrogant nor humble. He displayed the unique temperament of a Western noble. No one could find fault with him.
"Moore Group's Michelle?"
Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes. He sized up the blonde man with a scrutinizing gaze. After a full ten breaths, an unfathomable smile appeared on his face.
"I think I've seen you somewhere before," Ye Xuan said softly.
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Michelle's expression did not change. Instead, he smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, you must be joking. Although I've lived in Xia Country for many years, I've never seen you before."
"Oh?"
Ye Xuan smiled and said, "I'm very sensitive to auras. As long as I've seen someone before, as long as they appear before me again, I can recognize them even if they turn into ashes."
Buzz!
The three-foot-long blood sword suddenly appeared across the blonde man's throat. Ye Xuan smiled strangely and said, "Do you think I'm right? Mr. Antar? "
The cold tip of the sword and Ye Xuan's strange and sinister gaze made the blonde man's expression change. He forced a smile and said, "Mr. Ye, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I'll let you slowly understand."
Ye Xuan smiled cruelly. When the sword slashed out, it directly cut off Michelle's right arm. A large amount of blood spurted out, causing the blonde man to cry out in pain. However, he did not resist at all.
"Ah!"
"Mr. … Mr. Ye … You … Why did you hurt me?" The blonde man was sweating profusely from the pain as he cried out in horror.
Looking at the blond man's appearance, Ye Xuan frowned. Could it be that he had guessed wrong? Was this person really not the masked man?
Ye Xuan had only met the masked man twice. The first time was when he came to Jingdu. The plane he was on had been attacked by terrorists, and the two of them had only met once.
The second time was because of the Nangong family. He had seen the grimace man through a video call.
Although this person's eyes and temperament were not similar to the man with the ghost face, Ye Xuan, as a cultivator in the Tribulation Passing Stage, was very sensitive to auras. He was very sure that this Michelle was the incarnation of the man with the ghost face.
Ye Xuan snapped out of his thoughts. He believed in his own judgment, which made him smile mockingly. "I have to say, you're a drama queen. If it were anyone else, they might really believe you. But in front of me, your acting is so clumsy."
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the blond man's expression changed slightly. However, he still cried out in grief and trembled. "Mr. … Mr. Ye … I … really don't know what you're talking about … Please … Please don't hurt me … If you want money … my Moore Group will not be stingy."
Looking at the blond man who was like a drama queen, Ye Xuan slowly shook his head and sneered. "I have to say, you are a formidable person. Even in front of me, you are extremely calm. Your acting can be said to be flawless. Unfortunately, you still revealed a huge flaw."
"What … What flaw?"
The blond man trembled as he spoke. Then, he suddenly woke up and hurriedly shut his mouth. However, his expression gradually turned cold. There was no longer the gentle and elegant temperament from before.
Looking at the golden-haired man's change, Ye Xuan laughed sinisterly and said, "Even an ordinary person would be able to dodge that slash of mine, but you didn't react at all. You allowed me to cut off your arm, and this is your biggest flaw."
As Ye Xuan's words fell, the golden-haired man's eyebrows drooped. His entire body was trembling, and a sinister laughter came out of his mouth. His entire temperament had changed drastically.
"Hehe!"
The golden-haired man slowly raised his head. His face was filled with a sinister expression as he said in a cold voice, "I didn't expect that I would be so smart that you would recognize me."
At this point, the golden-haired man paused for a moment before continuing with a sinister smile, "But so what if you recognize me?"
"Ye Xuan, I have to admit that I'm not as shrewd as you in terms of means and means. However, you should know that I'm now the president of the Great Xia Branch of the Moore Group, and also the most distinguished guest of the Martial Arts Divine Mansion. You can't keep me here today."
The golden-haired man laughed sinisterly. He got up quickly and ran directly to Gu Dingtian. He even cried for help, "Mr. Gu, help me. Ye Xuan wants to kill me!"
Gu Dingtian was leading his men to fight with the members of the Martial Security Department. When he heard the golden-haired man's cry for help, his expression changed greatly, and he looked at him.
When Gu Dingtian saw the golden-haired man covered in blood and lost an arm, he was completely stunned. Then, his face became extremely furious.
"Ye Xuan, you bastard, how dare you hurt Mr. Michelle?"
As Gu Dingtian roared, the two sides instantly separated. Under Gu Dingtian's fury, he quickly protected the golden-haired man in the center. He looked at Ye Xuan with an extremely sinister and murderous look. ,
If Ye Xuan had hurt someone else, Gu Dingtian would not have been so angry. However, who was Michelle?
He was not only the spokesperson of the Moore Group, but also Sword Saint Sith, who was a close friend of the Heavenly Saber God.
Today, Ye Xuan had cut off one of Michelle's arms at the charity banquet held by Gu Dingtian. This was completely due to his failure to protect Michelle. Therefore, Gu Dingtian had an unshirkable responsibility.
If the Heavenly Saber God knew about this, he would definitely blame him. He was afraid that he would lose his position as the Deputy Mansion Master.
Thinking of this, Gu Dingtian was full of hatred. He looked at Ye Xuan with an extremely terrifying murderous look.
"Ye Xuan, how dare you hurt the guest of the Martial Arts Divine Mansion. Today, either you die or I die." Gu Dingtian's eyes were bloodshot as he roared loudly.
"Either you die or I die?"
"You lowly ants?"
Ye Xuan strolled over, surrounded by a bloody light. A cruel and ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"The Martial Arts Divine Mansion is conspiring to rebel and overthrow the Xia Country. From now on, anyone who goes against the Martial Security Department will be punished for treason."
"Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot."
When Ye Xuan said these words, the three-foot Blood Sword flew out of his hand. The terrifying Blood Sword buzzed and released an extremely terrifying murderous aura. It vaguely covered Gu Dingtian and the others.
"Kill him!" Gu Dingtian was completely mad. When he roared, all the Martial Artists behind him rushed toward Ye Xuan violently.
Since he had found the real body of the masked man, Ye Xuan was no longer interested in entangling with this group of ants.
"All of you can go to hell!"
Buzz!
The Blood Sword shone in the sky and killed all of them.
Rays of bloody light burst out from the Blood Sword. Ye Xuan had one hand behind his back. Every time he slashed out, dozens of lives would be taken.
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