Chatper 1106 (2/2)
"If I dare to go, I'm not afraid of that King Wei. He's good, but if he doesn't, I don't mind giving him a ride."
Yang Xuan said coldly.
"Yo, where's the kid who dares to despise King Wei?"
"Come here, there are a few new people here who are very disrespectful to King Wei and his old man."
Nearby, some people were shocked when they heard Yang Xuan's words, and one of them even shouted loudly.
And as soon as this person's shout came out, there was a sound of uniform footsteps in front of him. When Yang Xuan and the others came back to their senses, a group of warriors in armor and fierceness had already strode forward.
Needless to say, these people are the guards of the Lost City. The head of a strong man with a full face swept away Yang Xuan and others, and immediately asked: "Who is disrespectful to King Wei, and quickly stand up for me, really Living impatiently."
Yang Xuan didn't talk much, just stepped out, raised his head and looked at the strong man.
"It's you." The strong man stared, and a fierce light shot out from it, which was breathtaking.
"It's actually a ruthless man named Zhao Kuang who came here. This son is dead now." All around, the people watching the trouble were whispering. Zhao Kuang was the captain of the city guard of the eighth brigade of the Wei Palace, and he was at the peak of the Supreme Realm. The cultivation base belongs to the person who speaks the words in the whole Wei Wangfu.
The most important thing is that Zhao Kuang is also a master who kills without blinking an eye. If anyone is targeted by him, it is really not far from death.
"Little devil, are you apologizing yourself? Or are you going to be ripped off by me?" Zhao Kuang was murderous, and there was no unnecessary nonsense.
"Sorry, I don't want to kill myself, nor do I want to be cut off by you. On the contrary, I advise you to fight back and forth, or you will be at your own risk."
Yang Xuan's face was calm without any waves, but what he said was crazy.
"Do it, take this man for me, I want him to die." Zhao Kuang roared, his face twisted with anger.
"As ordered."
A group of more than a dozen guards poured out from behind Zhao Kuang like a tide without even thinking, and swarmed towards Yang Xuan.
"Out of control."
Yang Xuan didn't move, just moved his mouth, and immediately the bodies of a dozen guards were frozen in place, unable to move.
"My God, what's the situation!?"
The crowd exclaimed, shocked by the scene in front of them, and even Zhao Kuang was stunned.
However, he was only stunned for a moment, he quickly reacted and shouted: "I can't see, you have some skills, although you don't know what kind of sorcery you are using, but with your cultivation base, you can turn it over. There won't be too many waves."
"die."
Yang Xuan didn't even look at Zhao Kuang, he hummed again, and then something terrible happened. I saw that the guards, who were hard to move, fell down softly on the spot.
Yes, almost in the blink of an eye, a group of guards all died, and these people were all Zhao Kuang's personal soldiers, and those with the lowest cultivation base were all at the peak of Divine Power Realm.
But at the moment, they all turned into cold corpses, and the crowd didn't even know how Yang Xuan did it.
A word of death can kill someone, which is hell.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?" Zhao Kuang also felt bad at the moment, and he took a step back unconsciously.
"It's time for you to hit the road." Yang Xuan avoided answering and walked towards Zhao Kuang step by step. He didn't have much tyrannical momentum, but the eyes of the crowd looking at him seemed to be looking at a god of death.