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Chapter 499

Words:2033Update:22/06/28 09:35:00

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Before Yan Feiwen could even say anything, he felt a warm power envelop him, and he rapidly flew backwards. By the time he returned to his senses, he had already arrived in Qingyang city.

"Someone once asked me, what is innocence?" Yang Xuan's voice was very indifferent, as indifferent as a wisp of smoke. However, it was also like a sharp blade, directly stabbing into Yuan Changan's head.

Yuan Changan was clearly taken aback, but soon afterwards, anger appeared on his face.

"Hmph, Bai Qi, what's the point of saying such useless things?" Yuan Changan sneered, "Come, let me see what you're capable of to boast so shamelessly."

"She told me that there are no innocent people in the world." Yang Xuan raised the blade in his hand and looked at Yuan Changan indifferently. His voice was very cold, "Now, I believe her."

"Hmph!" Yuan Changan snorted coldly, and his body began to flicker with light.

"So, you can die now." Yang Xuan made the final judgement before drawing his blade.

In the next moment, everyone was stunned!

The blade had been drawn, plunging deeply into Yuan Changan's abdomen. Black flames filled the surroundings.

Yuan Changan looked at Yang Xuan who was inches away from him, as well as the layer of rampant black flames around Yang Xuan. He was stunned.

Blood flowed out, and the light that had just gathered around him gradually dispersed.

"I … don't … believe!" He stared at Yang Xuan blankly. His face was filled with bewilderment.

"Many people don't believe it," Yang Xuan drew his blade out gently, "That's why they're all dead. You're the same."

"I- I'm a third level Void God," Yuan Changan's bewilderment had yet to disperse as he murmured to himself.

"In my eyes, you're just a dead man." Yang Xuan was indifferent. He drew his blade and retreated. Black flames began to pour out from the huge wound on Yuan Changan's abdomen.

"But … but … I … haven't … done … anything yet." He struggled to voice his doubts as black flames poured out from his mouth and nose wildly.

"Oh, you're quite pitiful. At the very least, the others have fought before." Yang Xuan smiled and replied indifferently.

"I … hate …" Yuan Changan left behind the last words of his life. In the last moment of his life, his eyes were not filled with fear or hatred, but with regret.

No one knew what he regretted. Perhaps he regretted provoking Yang Xuan, or perhaps it was something else.

Yuan Chang 'an was dead. Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia stood motionless in the air with dull looks.

At this moment, they lost all ability to think.

Before this, they would never have thought that Yang Xuan would be so terrifying that Yuan Chang 'an was not his match.

Yuan Linjiang was also stunned. His mind went blank.

Before coming here, he had already given Yang Xuan a very high evaluation, but at this moment, he realized that he had still wrongly underestimated Yang Xuan, and it was a very big mistake.

After an unknown period of time, he finally reacted and said angrily, "Bai Qi, you … how dare you!"

"Oh?" Yang Xuan slowly turned around.

When the black flames dissipated, Yuan Chang 'an had disappeared from the world, leaving no trace.

"I forgot that I still have you." Yang Xuan looked at Yuan Linjiang and said indifferently.

Yuan Linjiang's face turned pale. He suddenly realized that not only did he underestimate Yang Xuan's cultivation, but he also misjudged his style of doing things.

Didn't he know that he had offended the entire Yuan family?

Didn't he know what kind of existence the Yuan family was?

Madman, madman!

Yuan Linjiang's body trembled involuntarily.

He discovered that the tactics and tactics he had been so proud of, as well as his cultivation techniques, were all worthless in front of Yang Xuan.

In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks were jokes.

He remembered something that his master had said.

"Let me ask you a question." Yang Xuan raised his long saber, but he did not attack. He asked indifferently, "Why doesn't Yuan Chang 'an want me to go to the Yuan family?"

"What?" Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia's pupils contracted.

"What are you talking about?" Yuan Linjiang's face turned even paler.

Yang Xuan chuckled as he said in an indifferent voice, "The two of you should know about my way of doing things. Your Yuan Clan should know about my past deeds as well. Yuan Chang 'an has always been trying to infuriate me, to make me completely break off my relationship with the Yuan Clan. His ultimate goal is likely to be to prevent me from saving someone."

Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia were shocked.

They hadn't thought about it before, but now that Yang Xuan mentioned it, they were full of doubts.

That's right, the Yuan Family knew very well what kind of person Yang Xuan was. Using forceful methods would only produce the opposite of what they wanted. How could the upper echelons of the Yuan Family not know this? So why did Yuan Chang 'an still maintain such an attitude?

Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Yuan Chang 'an was not stupid. Although he had a bad temper, he was not so bad. However, he behaved very strangely when it came to Yang Xuan.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia had the same feeling at the same time. It seemed that Yuan Chang 'an was really trying to infuriate Yang Xuan.

Yuan Linjiang's face turned even paler. He took two steps back and said sternly, "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Yang Xuan pointed at him with his long saber and said indifferently, "Yuan Chang 'an has been trying to infuriate me, but I'm afraid he didn't expect that he would die because of this. Although I'm not interested in the Yuan family's affairs, I don't like to be used as a pawn. Tell me, and I'll consider letting you go. "

"Swish!"

Yuan Linjiang turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot. He didn't even care about Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Yuan Linjiang felt as if he had hit a wall. He was dizzy and saw stars. He felt something sweet in his chest and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Yang Xuan, who appeared in front of him, Yuan Linjiang's face was full of shock and fear. Before he went out with Yuan Chang 'an on a mission, he had never thought what kind of monster he would face.

He gritted his teeth and flew back directly. His body was covered with a faint purple brilliance. As he flew, he seemed to disappear into the air.

"Purple Cloud Escape!?" Yuan Xinqiu exclaimed.

Yuan Zhixia's face was also full of shock. He murmured, "Hasn't the Purple Cloud Escape been lost?"

"Bang!"

While the two brothers were still in shock, they suddenly saw Yuan Linjiang's body strangely still in the air. After a while, he fell straight down like a big stone and fell heavily to the ground, smashing a big pit on the ground.

"Puff!"

Yuan Linjiang spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet.

At that moment, he felt that his body suddenly became as heavy as a mountain. Caught off guard, he fell directly to the ground and was seriously injured.

Looking at Yang Xuan, who gently landed on the edge of the pit, he finally began to feel afraid.

"I'll count to three. If you tell me the reason, I'll spare your life," Yang Xuan stood at the edge of the pit and said indifferently, "After three counts, I'll send you to hell."

"I … What are you talking about?" Yuan Linjiang struggled to say.

"One …" Yang Xuan held his long saber upside down, neither happy nor sad.

"This is Yuan Chang 'an's personal decision. I don't know …" Yuan Linjiang spat out another mouthful of blood.

At that moment, Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia also landed. When they were about to speak, Yang Xuan waved his sleeve slightly. A golden light flashed and fell on the ground in front of them, cutting a deep hole in the huge bluestone.

The two of them turned pale at the same time. If that golden light had been aimed at them, they would have been dead by now.

"It seems that you really don't want to talk. In that case, go to hell." Yang Xuan didn't count to three. He raised his long saber again.

"I'll talk, I'll talk …" Yuan Linjiang finally collapsed and shouted loudly.

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