Chapter 22

A waning moon hung in the sky, and the silver moonlight scattered down, reflecting Ye Xuan like an immortal under the moon.

Facing the moonlight and stepping on the snow, ye Xuan walked forward. He looked calm and had no waves in his eyes. For Liu jundie and others who were seriously injured, he couldn't raise any waves in his heart.

Six desires are ruthless and kill all. This is Ye Xuan's consistent style.

But today, when facing Liu jundie and others, ye Xuan left his hand. It's not that he can't bear it, but there are some things. It's better not to do absolutely.

Although he is an immortal, he is also known as the immortal God. He believes in the respect of the strong, but he is also a Xia National. It is this land that gave birth to him, and he doesn't want to be in opposition to the Xia state.

Today, ye Xuan showed a trace of strength. He was telling the superior in charge of the Department of armed security that ye Xuan was by no means an ordinary person, and he didn't want to be bound by any rules.

If the other party can understand Ye Xuan's meaning, it will be safe. If the other party doesn't know how to advance or retreat and has to target him, ye Xuan can only use thunder means to let some people know what real terror is.

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Clove building, Beichuan group.

Wu Jun sat on the sofa and his face looked very ugly. More than a dozen famous players stood beside him. Everyone dared not breathe more. He was deeply afraid of touching the bad luck of Wu Jun.

"Boss, Li Zongshan just called and asked you how things are going." One of his men spoke carefully to the military.

"Tell him that the Department of armed security has intervened in this matter. If he wants Ye Xuan's life, let him do it by himself." Wu Jun's face was gloomy and his voice was icy.

"Well... We took Li Zongshan's 100 million deposit. Are we going to return it to him?"

Bang!

Wu Jun raised his hand and directly fanned the man out. His pent up anger finally erupted.

"When did I return the money I received?"

"Madder, now that the Wu'an department is involved in this matter, it will certainly mark me to death. It's only 100 million Xia Guo coins. It's time to make up for my loss." Wu Jun kept taking steps, and his face was extremely gloomy. Obviously, the emergence of Wu'an department made him extremely uneasy.

"No, I'll call my brother so that I can be safe." Wu Jun said to himself, then directly summoned his subordinates and said, "go and get my mobile phone."

As Wu Jun's voice fell, something strange happened. More than ten of Wu Jun's men didn't move, as if they were puppets.

This also made Wu Jun furious and said, "are you so stupid? I asked you to bring the phone..."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wu Jun's face changed, his words couldn't be said any more, his eyes tightened suddenly, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

What did he see?

More than ten subordinates lost their eyes, and a trace of blood sprayed from their necks. As these subordinates were unable to fall to the ground, the whole conference room was filled with an extremely strong smell of blood.

Buzz!

The void buzzed and the ripples spread. A figure came out of the void and looked at the Wu army with a look of playfulness.

Pedal pedal!

His spine was cold, like falling into an abyss. When the military army saw the face of the man in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and there was a color of extreme fear in his eyes. His steps fell back continuously, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"It's... It's you... How can it be you...?"

Wu Jun's lips were pale and his face was like gold paper. He was completely frightened and stupid on the spot. Even his dignity as an ancient martial artist no longer existed.

It's no wonder that Wu Jun looks like this, just because ye Xuan's appearance is too scary. In Wu Jun's cognition, even if it is an ancient martial master, it can't appear out of thin air. Ye Xuan's body is floating in the air, and his whole body is blooming with Taoist blood. Where is an ancient martial, it's an unknown existence.

"You... You're not an ancient warrior... No... This is a power? No... no... it's not a power. Are you...? " Wu Jun shuddered. The whole man seemed silly, and an ancient legend appeared in his mind.

So old legend.

In the distant past, people can move mountains and fill the sea, but also fly to the sky and hide from the earth. This existence is collectively referred to as immortal practitioners by mortals. They surpass mortals, can be carefree between heaven and earth, and can destroy heaven and earth at any time.

After all, the legend is only a legend. No one can prove whether it is true. It is just that this legend has been circulating in the world. At the moment, Wu Jun is very sure that ye Xuan who appears in front of him may be the character in the legend.

"I once said, you can't go. You can go at ease." Ye Xuan didn't care about the idea of Wu Jun at all. When he walked in the void and raised his palms and fingers, the misty blood light bloomed around him, as if he was going to kill Wu Jun here in the next moment.

Mole ants are greedy for life, not to mention the military army?

When the terror of death came, the Wu army suddenly recovered. His face was pale. He knelt down directly to the ground and kowtowed to Ye Xuan. He said, "Shang... Shang Xian, don't kill me... I have a lot of money... Beg Shang Xian to spare my life."

"Oh?"

Ye Xuan's blood light faded, and the killing opportunity disappeared. There was a playful color in his eyes, which also made Wu Jun happy, as if he saw the hope of life.

Wu Jun quickly opened the safe, and a black gold card appeared in his hand. There was great heartache in his eyes, but he chose his own life under the choice of life and money.

"Shang... Shang Xian... This supreme black card has 500 million Xia coins. The password is 654123. Please also Shang Xian Xiaona." Wu Jun said and sent the card directly to Ye Xuan.

When he saw Ye Xuan take over the supreme black card, Wu Jun's hanging heart was relieved, and he felt that his life was guaranteed.

"Shangxian..."

Wheeze!

Before Wu Jun could continue to speak, his eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and a touch of coolness appeared in his throat. Wu Jun looked stunned and slowly raised his hand to press his throat, but blood could not stop spraying from his neck.

"For... Why?" At the last dying moment, Wu Jun stared at Ye Xuan with great reluctance in his eyes.

"I never promised you to let go of your life, but for the sake of the money, I'll leave you a whole body. You can die at ease."

A touch of sword light dissipated on Ye Xuan's sword finger. His voice was cold and heartless. He didn't even look at the Wu army, and the whole person disappeared into the conference room.

Bang!

As ye Xuan left, Wu Jun covered his throat with his hands and turned into a cold corpse, paralyzed to the ground, but his angry eyes opened when he was dying, proving how he could not close his eyes.

The spring breeze blows again without cutting the grass. Ye Xuan knows very well that he was doomed to die when the Wu army tied Xia Qiu away.

Ye Xuan is a person who is afraid of trouble, and all the trouble comes from people. Strangle the trouble in the bud and kill it all. This is the criterion Ye Xuan believes in.

Because only the dead can't make trouble for him.