Chatper 317 (1/2)

The audience was silent, and countless hearts trembled, all eyes turned to Yang Xuan, all of them felt his murderous aura.

Especially the guests close to the high platform, all of them looked horrified, thinking what happened to this young man, could it be that the one-armed man is really his big brother?

"What a strong murderous aura!" At this moment, as strong as Fu Gongyang, the inner sect elders of the major sects were all intimidated by Yang Xuan's breath. Terrible murderousness.

"Giggle..." Song Yun's teeth were fighting, and his body became cold. He was caught in Yang Xuan's hands. He was the closest to Yang Xuan. He was the first to be enveloped by the evil spirit emanating from Yang Xuan's body. Fear and anxiety.

He had a hunch that Yang Xuan might kill him at any time.

Ding Ding Deng!

Beside her, Xia Yuwei took a few steps backwards, also deterred by Yang Xuan's murderous aura, and felt as if her heart had stopped beating.

However, why is this?

Why is this young man so angry, does he really know himself and bully them?

"Boy, someone has already brought me here, let me go quickly." Song Boming roared.

"Very good, very good, the people in your Houfu dare to break my elder brother's arm, and I will break your arm. This is called an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." Yang Xuan avoided answering, his face full of terror With a hostile anger, he grabbed Song Yun's right arm with one hand and tugged it fiercely.

Puff!

A blood splattered, and an arm flew down.

"Ah, it hurts me to death, father, save me..." Song Yun's eyes were bulging, and his mouth let out a scream like a ghost and wolf howl, and the pain was unbearable.

"Resolute, ruthless, if you say you want to break Song Yun's arm, you will cut off Song Yun's arm. There is no room for negotiation." Countless people were horrified, this was too brutal, and some women even fell to the ground in fright, their faces turning pale.

"Forgive, spare your life, don't kill me..." Song Yun cried and begged for mercy, there was still a little bit of high-spiritedness from before, and his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Yang Xuan.

"Shut up, say one more sentence, and I will kill you right away." Yang Xuan looked down at Song Yun, his eyes filled with murderous intent, penetrating his heart.

Song Yun shivered and shivered. It was the burning pain at the broken arm, and he didn't dare to say a word.

"Yun'er!" Song Boming's heart was dripping with blood, and he wished to smash Yang Xuan's bones to ashes.

"I count three times and bring everyone up. If not, I will kill you." In normal times, Yang Xuan is a kind person, but the dragon has scales, and he will be angry if he touches it. Ba had his right arm broken, and the madness and anger in his bones were already out of control, surging out like a volcanic eruption, and the whole person was on the verge of running out.

"Beast, who the hell are you?" Song Boming's eyes were splitting, all eyes were watching, his son Song Yun was brutally torn off his right arm, he felt the pain like a tear in his heart, and he hated Yang Xuan to the bone. .

"I'll say it again, bring someone up, or I'll crush your son's neck on the spot." Yang Xuan's black hair stood on end, as ferocious as a demon.

"Send people to him." Song Boming cried, he could see that Yang Xuan was a fiend who kept his word, and he definitely couldn't watch his precious son die in front of his eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes." The guards of the Hou residence in the Vientiane Realm had long since been frightened, and tremblingly brought Manba, Zhou Hu, Liu Yueer, Cheng Shaofeng, Wang Chuan, Xie Fei and others on their way. high tower.

"die!"

Yang Xuan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and with a wave of his hand, several swords shot out angrily, instantly piercing the throats of several guards in the Hou residence, and he was ruthless.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Several corpses fell in a pool of blood, and the wide eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

Seeing this scene, many people's hearts were beating non-stop, and they deeply realized what it means to treat human life like a mustard.

It's just, who is Yang Xuan, and can he kill for a few prisoners?

This was also puzzled by the many senior warriors present. They could all see that Yang Xuan knew Xia Yuwei, Manba and others, but who was Yang Xuan's surname, and what his specific origins were, they did not know.

"I've already sent them up, can you release them now?" Song Boming didn't care about the lives of the guards of the Hou residence, and let out a dull roar like a beast.

"You hurt my friend and broke my eldest brother's arm. You still let me release him now. Do you think this is possible?" Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard Song Boming's words, his voice was full of endless Murder.

"Don't let me go, don't think about leaving safely." Song Boming said like thunder, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted from his body.

He was so angry that he had the urge to kill Yang Xuan on the spot regardless of Song Yun's life and death.

"Shuzi, who the hell are you?" Fu Gongyang also released his murderous aura. As long as Song Boming shot, he would find an opportunity to save Song Yun.

"Since you old man wants to know who I am so much, then I'll tell you, listen carefully, whether the young master can change his name or his surname, Yang Xuan of the Sword God Palace is also." Yang Xuan smiled coldly, revealing his identity , for nothing else, he just wanted to announce it to the world in a grand manner.

He, Yang Xuan, is not dead yet!