The audience was silent, and countless people''s hair trembled. They looked at Yang Xuan one after another, and all felt his murderous spirit.
Especially the guests close to the high platform, all looked frightened and wondered what happened to the young man. Is that one armed man really his big brother?
"What a strong murderous spirit!" at the moment, it is as strong as Fu Gongyang. The inner sect elders of all major sects are frightened by the smell of Yang Xuan. They never expected that such a terrible murderous spirit could be contained in the body of a boy who has just entered the world of heaven and man.
"Giggle..." Song Yun fought with his teeth and was cold all over. He was held in his hand by Yang Xuan. He was closest to Yang Xuan. He was the first to bear the brunt, and was shrouded by the evil spirit emanating from Yang Xuan. Excrement and urine almost scared out. He was a burst of fear and uneasiness in his heart.
He had a hunch that Yang Xuan might kill him at any time.
Pedal pedal!
Next to her, Xia Yuwei stepped back a few steps and was frightened by Yang Xuan''s murderous spirit. She just felt as if her heart had stopped beating.
But why?
Why is this young man so angry? Does he really know himself and bully them?
"Boy, someone has brought it. Let me go quickly." Song Boming roared.
"Very good, very good. If the people of your Marquis house dare to break my eldest brother''s arm, I will break your son''s arm. This is called eye for eye and tooth for tooth." Yang Xuan avoided and didn''t answer. His face was full of terrible anger. He grabbed Song Yun''s right arm with one hand and pulled it hard.
Puff!
A stream of blood splashed and flew down with an arm.
"Ah, it''s killing me, father, help me..." Song Yun''s eyes were protruding and his mouth screamed like ghosts and wolves.
"It''s resolute and cruel. If you say you want to break Song Yun''s arm, you can break his arm without any room for discussion." countless people are creepy. It''s too cruel. Some women even fall to the ground and turn pale.
"Spare me, spare my life, don''t kill me..." Song Yun cried and begged for mercy. There was still a little of his previous high spirits, and his eyes looking at Yang Xuan were full of panic.
"Shut up, if you say one more word, I''ll kill you right away." Yang Xuan looked down at Song Yun. His eyes were full of killing opportunities and captured people''s hearts.
Song Yun trembled and trembled. Rao was in a burning pain at his broken arm. He didn''t dare to say anything.
"Yun''er!" Song Boming''s heart was dripping blood, and he wanted to frustrate Yang Xuan.
"I''ll count three times and bring all the people up. Otherwise, I''ll kill you." in ordinary times, Yang Xuan is a kind man, but the dragon has scales against it, and he will be angry when he touches it. Seeing that the man bully who is close as a brother has his right arm broken, his madness and anger have been out of control, surging out like a volcanic eruption, and the whole person is on the verge of violent walking.
"Beast, who the hell are you?" Song Bo''s eyes showed his desire to crack. In full view of the public, his son Song Yun was cruelly torn off his right arm. He felt the pain of his heart like a tear and hated Yang Xuan to the bone.
"I''ll say it again, bring people up, or I''ll crush your son''s neck on the spot." Yang Xuan''s black hair stood up, ferocious as a devil.
"Send someone up to him." Song Boming shouted. He could see that Yang Xuan was an evil star who did what he said and could not watch his baby son die in front of him.
"Yes, yes, yes." several Houfu guards in Vientiane had long been frightened. They took manba, Zhou Hu, Liu Yueer, Cheng Shaofeng, Wang Chuan, Xie Fei and others to the high platform.
"Die!"
Yang Xuan''s tongue burst with spring thunder. With a wave of his hand, several sword Qi shot out angrily. He instantly pierced the throat of several Hou house guards and was ruthless.
Bang bang!!!
Several bodies fell in a pool of blood, and their wide eyes were full of fear and reluctance.
Seeing this scene, many people kept beating in their hearts and deeply realized what it means to regard human life as grass mustard.
Just, who is Yang Xuan? Can he kill for several prisoners?
This is also puzzled by many older martial artists present. They can see that Yang Xuan knows Xia Yuwei, manba and others, but they don''t know who Yang Xuan''s last name is and what his specific origin is.
"I''ve sent people up, can you let them go now?" Song Boming didn''t care about the life and death of several Marquis guards, and his mouth roared like a dull beast.
"Your son hurt my friend and broke my eldest brother''s arm. Do you think it''s possible for you to let me go now?" Yang Xuan couldn''t help laughing when he heard song Boming''s words, and his voice was full of endless murders.
"Don''t let my son go, don''t want to leave safely." Song Boming''s voice was like thunder, and a terrible murderous spirit broke out on him.
He was so angry that he seemed to have the impulse to kill Yang Xuan regardless of Song Yun''s life and death.
"Zhuangzi, who are you?" Fu Gongyang also released murderous spirit. As long as song Boming shot, he would find a chance to save Song Yun.
"Since you, an old man, want to know who I am, I''ll tell you. Listen, if you don''t change your name and sit down, you can''t change your surname. Yang Xuan in the sword palace is the same." Yang Xuan smiled coldly and revealed his identity. For nothing else, he just wanted to announce it to the people all over the world.
He, Yang Xuan, is not dead!
And his words, no less than a heavy bomb, exploded in the minds of the crowd.
There was a buzzing in the minds of the people present, leaving only one thought.
Yang Xuan, he is Yang Xuan!
Today, Yang Xuan''s name is too loud. Everyone knows that he came out of the supreme list and beat all the venerable people to the top. But isn''t he broken into the void crack by a mysterious woman with a dream? How could it be alive?
"What are you talking about? You''re Yang Xuan!" Song Boming stared. He never thought that the young man in front of him was Yang Xuan.
"Don''t be surprised. My life is very hard. Even if someone breaks into the void crack, I can''t die." while talking, Yang Xuan pulled off the human skin mask on his face.
Suddenly, a knife cut with a clear outline and a little childish face appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Yes, it''s him. He''s Yang Xuan. He, he''s really alive!"
"It''s terrible that he came out alive from the crack in the void!"
"It''s only been a long time. He didn''t say it, but also broke through the realm of heaven and man!"
"No, if you give him dozens or hundreds of years, how many people in the world can beat him!?"
The crowd was in an uproar and were shouting. Who would have thought that Yang Xuan, a demon, was still alive, escaped from the crack of the void, and broke through the realm of heaven and man.
A young man who can reach the realm of heaven and man naturally has no more talent. Besides, Yang Xuan is only 17 or 18 years old this year. It''s hard to imagine how high his talent is.
"Yang Xuan, he is Yang Xuan!" Xia Yuwei, Liu Yueer, Cheng Shaofeng, Zhou Hu, Xie Fei, Wang Chuan, manba and others were also surprised and stared at Yang Xuan one by one.
They have been in Zhongzhou for more than half a month. Naturally, they heard that Yang Xuan was broken into the void crack by dream. Although they didn''t believe that Yang Xuan would fall, they never thought that they could see Yang Xuan in the Marquis of Jinyang today.
"Brother!" manba opened his mouth and shouted.
"Don''t worry, brother man. There are countless magic drugs in our sword palace. I''ll try to make you reborn. In addition, I''ll get justice for you and everyone else, otherwise people in the world will be bullied by Yang Xuan." Yang Xuan looked at manba, Xia Yuwei and others and said word by word.
Manba''s body trembled. They barbarians were warriors born for war and could not shed tears easily. However, when he heard Yang Xuan''s words, his eyes were astringent, tears could not stop pouring out, flowing down his cheeks and soaked his bloody clothes.
"Brother Yang, forget it." Wang Chuan whispered. He is not afraid of death, but now he is in the Marquis house of Jinyang. He doesn''t want to implicate Yang Xuan.
Although Xia Yuwei and others didn''t speak, they were deeply moved. Liu Yueer even jumped into Xia Yuwei''s arms and sobbed.
"Hehe, don''t cry, moon. I''ll take you away later." a bright smile appeared on Yang Xuan''s face.
"If you don''t let my son go, even if you are Yang Xuan, you can''t step out of my Marquis house." Song Boming is fierce, but obviously lack of spirit.
Because he can''t afford to offend the high sword god palace of the Marquis of Jinyang. If Yang Xuan is killed today, the strong man of the sword god palace and even the sword God Gu tongxuan will come here in half a day and raze the whole Marquis of Jinyang to the ground.
"I Yang Xuan wanted to go, but no one could stop me." Yang Xuan was proud and moved. A spirit boat several meters large and shining with silver light appeared above his head.
This is a flying boat. As soon as the boat came out, Yang Xuan grabbed it and turned Yuan Li into an invisible net, sending manba and others into the space in the boat.
"Yang Xuan, let my son go quickly." Song Boming said angrily.
"Hand over Song Yun, or there will be no amnesty." Fu Gongyang also made a ruthless effort to release his momentum and oppress Yang Xuan.
"Hurt my brother and friend, I''ll ask you for some interest from the Marquis of Jinyang today!" Yang Xuan said with a big hand and a click, very simply twisted Song Yun''s neck and threw it on the ground.
Song Ming''s eyes were wide open, he died in peace, and the corners of his mouth continued to bleed.
The inner genius of the noble Hunyuan sect was killed by a teenager whose cultivation was far lower than him. He broke his neck with strong humiliation and reluctance.
"That''s it!" all the guests present took a breath.
Ye Nantian, Mu Qinghong and pan an were petrified together. Their hearts were full of shock. They never thought that Yang Xuan would be so reckless and kill Song Yun in front of song Boming and Fu Gongyang.
"My son!" Song Boming was devastated and screamed bitterly: "Yang Xuan, I want you to pay with blood."
"You''re not qualified to kill me." with a sneer, Yang Xuan jumped up and entered the flying boat.
At the same time, the baby has opened the defense array of Feitian boat.
For a moment, the whole body of the flying boat burst into strong light, and two silver light curtains like water waves appeared.
This is a dual defense prohibition, which needs to consume a lot of Yuan stones, but Yang Xuanyuan stones are enough and don''t feel distressed at all.
"Go to hell." Song Boming has lost his mind. He sends out a dazzling blade with his bare hands. It seems that he can cut open the mountains. It is sharp and fierce. Like a huge lightning bolt, he bursts out and blows on the flying boat.