Chatper 600 (1/2)

"Little bastard, you deserve to die."

Ji Hu was furious, his eyes were blood red.

In front of the public, he was despised by a yellow-mouthed child repeatedly, and the other party even uttered wild words, asking him if he had finished explaining his last words.

This is a great shame for him, and it is unbearable.

"It seems that these are your last words. In this case, I will give you a pleasure."

The voice was still there, Yang Xuan pulled up his sword, and swept past at high speed.

"The man's arm stops the car."

Ji Hu sneered.

Although Yang Xuan's speed was very fast, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and just stood still, waiting for Yang Xuan to come to die.

Many people present also shook their heads when they saw Yang Xuan's actions.

This kid of unknown origin is really pitifully stupid, does he think that he can kill Ji Hu by attacking first?

However, at this moment, everyone was shocked to see that Yang Xuan had suddenly disappeared.

Yes, gone!

There was no sign beforehand, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

"What about people, why are they gone?"

"I don't know, and perception can't find it."

"Is it a stealth spirit?"

The crowd was amazed, and they all released their perception searches.

"Stealth!"

Here, Ji Hu's eyes twitched, and he quickly released his consciousness to check, but unfortunately he couldn't catch any clues.

Suddenly, a strong crisis came, making Ji Hu stand upright with chills, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.

The next moment, a sword light burst out in front of him.

Ji Hu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly supported his body protection.

Rao is so, but still can't stop this sword light.

This sword light was like the blade of death, with an invincible and fierce aura, it smashed his body-protecting divine power, and even pierced his throat.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Ji Hu roared in pain as if struck by lightning, his face ashen ashes.

"No, it's impossible, you, are you a human or a ghost!?"

"Of course I'm human, and you're about to become a ghost."

A figure appeared in front of Ji Hu, who was it if it wasn't Yang Xuan?

His brows were cold, and he pulled out his long sword, bringing out a large amount of blood.

"Cough cough..."

Ji Hu was shaky, blood constantly pouring out of his mouth.

He stared angrily, covered his neck with both hands, and said with almost all his strength, "Beast, I, my young master will not let you go."

After saying that, his eyes lost the brilliance, and his body fell straight down.

In an instant, a strong man who first entered the realm of divine power with the Coiling Dragon Order fell.

"Dead, kill in seconds!"

"Is that human being!?"

"It's terrifying, he must be hiding his cultivation, otherwise how can he break Ji Hu's body protection power!?"

There was an uproar in the audience. The crowd of onlookers looked at Ji Hu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and at Yang Xuan, who was standing with a sword, his black hair flying, and his expression indifferent.

This boy in white is too scary, especially the calmness after killing people, it seems that he killed not a person, but a pig and dog.

At this moment, even Xiao Jingrong changed his face in order to change his face.

As powerful as him, he was also shocked by Yang Xuan's elusive concealment technique and a sword that was as fast as lightning, and his feet felt cold.

He understood that since Yang Xuan could kill Ji Hu in seconds, he could also kill him in seconds.

He, a powerhouse at the second level of the divine power realm, would have to be corpse on the spot without even touching the corner of Yang Xuan's clothes.

"Brother Tiger!"

"What are you doing, let's go together and avenge Brother Hu!"

A group of more than a dozen Ji Hu's subordinates shouted angrily, but although they shouted fiercely, no one dared to take half a step over the thunderous pool. All of them's feet were as heavy as lead, and it was difficult to move half a step.

"Killing one is also killing, and killing two is also killing. Since it has already been done, let's not leave one."

With a cold snort, Yang Xuan glanced at the man in black who was holding a thick rope and was about to tie Xiao Yuner up and take him away not long ago.

"Young master, spare your life!"

The black-clothed man turned pale and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Even Ji Hu, who took the lead, was killed by a sword through his throat. How could he be able to compete with Yang Xuan at this level of cultivation.

"Forgive me?"

Yang Xuanjian raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Since you cut off your arm, I will spare you not to die."

"This……"

The man in black shivered.

"Why, do you want me to do it myself?"

The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth evoked a smile, very sunny.

However, in the eyes of the black-clothed man, this smile was like a smile of death, not to mention the infiltration, he just felt that he could hardly breathe.

"I only give you three breaths. If you don't want to cut off your arm, then I'll cut your head."

"I broke my arm, you, will you really let me go?"

"With so many people watching, can I go back and regret it?"

"Okay, I'll cut off my arm."

"Wait, not your left arm, but your right arm holding the rope."

Hearing this, the man in black was stunned, and after a while he said, "I hope the young man will do what he says."

After speaking, he frowned and pointed his left hand into a knife, slashing violently on his right shoulder.

"puff!"