"Friend, please wait!"
After exclaiming the words "Emperor Level Expert", the person's body instantly blossomed with an extremely beautiful green light. After the light, there were two green crescent moons.
They were two dark green scimitars.
In the next moment, the crescent moons and the silver spear instantly collided.
A sound that surpassed the limits of human hearing rumbled through the starry sky. The violent and wanton power once again turned into an impact halo and spread to the surroundings.
The expression of the man in green changed. After taking two steps back, his gaze inadvertently swept to the side. Suddenly, his expression changed greatly.
In the next second, he instantly appeared beside Caesar's corpse. His body was blazing with green light. He used his own body to block the spreading shockwave.
"Young Master Caesar?" His face was full of anxiety and fear. He lowered his head to look at Caesar in his arms.
Caesar's eyes were tightly shut. There was no trace of life.
His face turned ashen. He took out a huge rectangular crystal box out of nowhere and put Caesar's body into it before putting it away.
"Let Young Master Casa go!" He slowly turned around. His gaze had become extremely cold.
Casa was actually still alive. He was held in Yang Xuan's hand, but he was still laughing like a madman. "Old … Old Xiao, you're here?"
A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the man in green. He said, "Young Master Casa, how are you?"
Casa laughed again. As he laughed, he coughed up blood. "Are you … are you blind? I'm about to die. Can't you … see? "
Old Xiao pursed his lips. "Young Master Casa, I will save you."
"How? Ha, you're an Emperor Level Expert. This Chadu is also an Emperor Level Expert. By the time the two of you decide a winner, I'll already be dead. "Casa said crazily." Did the old man send you to save me? "
Old Xiao was silent. After a while, he shook his head and said, "The old master sensed Young Master Caesar's aura. He sent me to take a look."
"As expected … in his eyes … there's only my good little brother." Casa's blood-stained face revealed an expression of madness. In the next moment, he, who had lost both his arms, suddenly bit Yang Xuan's arm.
"Cha Du, kill me!" He shouted in a muffled voice.
"Young Master Casa!" Old Xiao exclaimed, then he hurriedly said, "Friend, this old man is the Head Steward of the Ye Si Clan, Xiao Ding. Quickly release Young Master Casa, everything can be discussed."
Crack!
After a soft sound, the madness in Casa's eyes completely froze.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
When the darkness surged and life began to leave Casa's body, a drop of sparkling tear suddenly appeared at the corner of his eye.
"Little brother, I … I've come … to find you …"
He looked at the void in front of him. It was as if Caesar was right in front of him, looking at him quietly with a smile in his eyes, just like when they were young.
"Little brother …" He struggled to spit out the last two words, and then there was no more sound.
Cass was dead. He was killed by Yang Xuan, ending his crazy and sad life.
Until the very last moment before his death, his heart was still that little brother named Caesar.
Even he didn't know if it was hatred or affection.
Old Xiao's mouth was wide open. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
After an unknown period of time, he turned his gaze to Yang Xuan. His eyes were cold, and he said word by word, "You, deserve to die!"
In the next moment, the green light flooded the entire sky.
Green crescent moons appeared one after another in the vast starry sky, from top to bottom, from left to right, every inch, every inch, leaving no gaps.
The aura of an Emperor realm master soared into the sky, like a mountain or an ocean, pouring down wave after wave, as if it wanted to crush this part of the sky.
Intense pain tore at Yang Xuan's nerves. At this moment, in his eyes, the sky had turned red. The torrential pain made him unable to hear Xiao Ding's words clearly.
The silver-white spear appeared in his hand once again, and his long hair began to flutter wantonly.
A great battle was about to break out.
At this moment, Tian Zhu's unique thought process sounded in Yang Xuan's mind: The Six Dimensional Armor can be maintained for three more minutes.
Three minutes!
Yang Xuan's almost crazy thoughts had a trace of sobriety.
When the silver armor was covered, he could exert power almost equivalent to the Great Ascension stage, which was the Emperor realm.
Under such circumstances, he was confident that he could kill Xiao Ding, the head butler of the Ye Si family.
However, without the silver armor, he probably wouldn't be able to take even one blow from Xiao Ding, an Emperor realm master.
This was one point.
There was another point that made him even more anxious.
That was the whereabouts of Xiao Jing.
Cass didn't say Xiao Jing's whereabouts until his death, but Yang Xuan judged that there should be someone else besides Cass who knew a little about this matter: Cass's subordinates.
However, what made Yang Xuan most anxious was that he learned from Cass that Xiao Jing was still poisoned, and that it would only last for three hours.
Now, three hours had passed, and he didn't know whether Xiao Jing was alive or dead.
The madness that was about to be uncontrollable swallowed him like a poisonous snake, making him feel so much pain that he wished he was dead.
However, the last remaining trace of reason made him understand that if he didn't find a way to leave, then he was very likely to be buried here.
"Two minutes!" The countdown of the Heavenly Jewels continued.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath, and ripples began to appear under his feet.
At the next moment, before the green crescent moon could attack him, he sank into the ripples, not leaving behind a single trace.
… …
At the same time, across the vast distance of hundreds of millions of galaxies, between a bright star, Meng Yan's warship slowly landed on a blue planet.
On a huge artificially built platform, in addition to Meng Yan's warship, another warship also landed.
Nearly a hundred martial artists flew into the air and stood respectfully around the platform, saluting neatly.
Meng Yan, who stepped out of the warship, looked at another middle-aged man who had also just come out of the warship. His face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word.
"Oh, Meng Yan, looking at your expression, this trip didn't go well." The middle-aged man opened his mouth and laughed.
Meng Yan didn't answer, and with a tap of his foot, he left.
The middle-aged man sneered and muttered to himself, "An outsider really thinks he's a member of my Meng Family? What the hell? "
After saying this, he spat on the ground.
Someone flew over and bowed from a distance, "Young Master He, are you going back to the mansion directly, or …?"
Meng He thought for a moment and said coldly, "Get ready, I'll go to Second Brother first."
"Yes! I'll arrange it! "The man saluted again and then flew back.
At this time, Meng Yan naturally couldn't hear Meng He's ridicule. He shuttled between various magnificent buildings and finally arrived in front of a huge palace.
On both sides of the palace, there were two rows of martial artists in black armor, holding large swords, standing there majestically. Their posture was tall and straight, as if they were going to pierce the sky.
"Father, Meng Yan requests an audience." He stood in front of the main hall and said respectfully.
After a long while, an old voice came from the main hall, "Come in."
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