The whole place was silent, and the atmosphere was heavy.
As far as everyone knew, when a Primordial Realm warrior wanted to kill someone, no one could stop him. Unless there was a warrior of the Primordial Realm, Mingye and the other two would die without a doubt.
However, was Ye Xuan really a Primordial Realm warrior?
He was a cultivator, and a cultivator of the Crossing Calamity Realm. He was called the Immortal Heavenly Lord by millions of creatures!
Although this world was in the Age of Chaos and Spiritual Qi did not exist in the world, and Ye Xuan could not mobilize the power of heaven and earth to display the truly terrifying means of a cultivator, in terms of life level, the existence of a cultivator surpassed that of mortals. In this world, who could stop him?
Mingye was very afraid. He was really afraid. He slowly retreated because he could see from Ye Xuan's eyes that the other party really wanted to kill him and had no scruples.
"Die!"
The air exploded as a bloody light shot out. Ye Xuan took a step forward and suddenly appeared in front of Ming Ye and the other two. Without waiting for the three of them to react, a biting cold sword qi directly slashed down towards the three of them.
"Fight with him!"
Mingye trembled and roared. He gathered all the strength in his body and violently slapped at Ye Xuan. The other two also knew that life and death were in front of them, so they could only fight with their lives on the line.
Puchi!
Blood appeared and cut at the waist. The two guests did not even have the strength to fight back. They were directly cut in two by Ye Xuan. The bloody corpses made people feel even more horrified at a glance.
"Ah!"
"My legs?"
Mingye screamed miserably. His legs were cut off by Ye Xuan. His whole body crawled on the ground. A large amount of blood flowed out from his broken legs. His extremely miserable appearance made the onlookers unable to bear to look directly at him.
"Mortals are really fragile. Let me send you on your last journey." Ye Xuan slowly shook his head. His sparkling and translucent jade-like palm was blooming with a hazy blood light, as if he would kill Mingye in the next moment.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, at this critical moment, a cold shout was heard. A slender figure floated into the field and directly blocked in front of Ye Xuan.
"Lord … Lord Tianyu?"
When this person appeared, the members of Group 8 were in an uproar.
"Mr. Ye, you've already killed three people. It's time to stop."
The Yu Group's Tian Yu was the most mysterious person in the Martial Security Department. Not only was he the leader of the Yu Group, but there were also rumors that Tian Yu might have already stepped into the Xiantian realm. However, this rumor had never been confirmed.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Numerous figures flew over and stood behind Tian Yu. They were the various group leaders and guest elders. Clearly, if they did not intervene at this time, the Wuan An Agency would face a huge problem.
"Mr. Ye, no matter what, you are still a guest of the Earth Group. Why don't you let Ming Ye live?" The leader of the Zhou Group was an old man. He advised Ye Xuan with kind words.
Killing three was killing, killing four was also killing. Ye Xuan admitted that he was not a bloodthirsty person. However, killing people was a very effective method that could save him a lot of trouble.
Although Ming Ye's legs had already been cut off and he was only a cripple from now on, if it was someone else, they might really plead for mercy in front of everyone. However, with Ye Xuan, if he wanted to kill someone, he had to die. No one could go against his will.
Boom!
The void exploded as a palm struck out. Tian Yu and the others were caught off guard. Ye Xuan's palm struck Ming Ye's head, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices. He turned into a cold corpse and fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open before he died, proving how much he died with grievances.
Dead silence. The atmosphere was heavy.
When Ming Ye died tragically in front of Tian Yu and the others, their faces were extremely ugly. After a dozen breaths, Tian Yu looked straight at Ye Xuan. A wisp of anger appeared in his eyes as he slowly walked towards Ye Xuan.
"Mr. Ye, although you are a Xiantian martial artist, you have gone too far."
Xiantian Earth Energy gushed out, causing the void to explode incessantly. Biting cold Earth Energy swirled around Tian Yu as an extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body.
"Xiantian … Xiantian martial artist?"
"Lord Tian Yu is indeed a Xiantian martial artist!"
When Tian Yu revealed his true strength, it immediately attracted the exclamations of countless people. Everyone's gazes were focused on Ye Xuan and Tian Yu. It was obvious that a confrontation between two Xiantian martial artists was something that had never happened in many years.
"Lord Tian Yu, Azure Dragon will take responsibility for this matter. I will report it to the higher-ups." Azure Dragon's expression changed when he saw Tian Yu's strength.
"Azure Dragon, you may have forgotten. Although the Wuan Agency is divided into eight groups, my Yu Group is in charge of punishment. Honored Guest Ye's killing intent is too strong, so I can only imprison him in the warden's office and make a decision later," Tian Yu said coldly.
At this moment!
Ye Xuan looked at Tian Yu with a playful gaze. His expression didn't change in the slightest as he said, "You're not bad. To be able to step into Qi Refinement at your age …" No, according to what you guys said, you should be at the first level of the Xiantian Realm.
Ye Xuan paused for a moment, and then his voice became strange. "But do you really think that you are a match for me?"
"Whether I am a match for you or not, we will only know after we try. Don't you think so?" Tian Yu said coldly, his body radiating with strong confidence.
The battle between two Xiantian martial artists was about to break out, and it attracted the attention of all the guests. But at this moment, a loud noise came from the entrance of the venue, and all the guests looked towards the source of the noise.
At the entrance of the venue.
More than ten Ancient Martial Artists were clearing the way in front. Nangong Tian was leading the way respectfully. Behind him, Li Huantian's white robe was fluttering even though there was no wind. With every step he took, the sword Qi around him buzzed, and three lotus flowers loomed above his head.
With his hands behind his back, Li Huantian looked at Ye Xuan and Tian Yu indifferently. When Li Huantian arrived at the arena, he looked directly at Ye Xuan and Tian Yu. It was as if he was looking at two juniors.
"Time is like a song, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and there are still Xiantian martial artists in the mortal world. It seems that the martial arts lineage hasn't declined yet. You're not bad," Li Huantian said, looking at Ye Xuan and Tian Yu with admiration.
"Hey, who are you, old man? Who are you to speak here?" Some guests were unhappy that Li Huantian had interrupted the battle between the two and yelled at him.
"Noisy!"
Li Huantian pointed his sword at Flowing Cloud, and the Void shook. He didn't do anything, but the Flying Snow Sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath. A cold light flashed across the venue, and the guests couldn't open their eyes. They saw that the man who had yelled at Li Huantian had been beheaded, and his body fell to the ground.
Hiss!
The crowd was in an uproar, and they gasped. Li Huantian's move silenced the crowd, and they looked at Li Huantian with horror.
"Senior, may I know your name?"
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