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Chapter 22 Killing decisively

A waning moon hung in the sky, and the silver-white moonlight shone down, which also reflected Ye Xuan like an immortal under the moon.

Facing the moonlight and stepping on the snow, Ye Xuan was walking forward. His expression was calm and his eyes were silent. He could not have any turbulence in his heart for the seriously injured Liu Jundie and others.

The six desires are ruthless, and they will kill them all. This is Ye Xuan’s usual style.

But today, Ye Xuan held back when facing Liu Jundie and others. It was not that he couldn't bear it, but that there were some things, so it would be better not to do it.

Although he is an immortal cultivator, he is even called the Immortal Heavenly Lord. He believes that the strong are respected, but he is also a native of Xia. It is this land that gave birth to him, and he does not want to be opposite to Xia.

Today, Ye Xuan showed a little strength, just to tell the superiors in charge of Wu'an's department that Ye Xuan is not an ordinary person, and he should not use any rules and regulations to bind him.

If the other party can understand what Ye Xuan means, they will naturally be at peace. If the other party does not know how to advance and retreat and insists on targeting him, then Ye Xuan can only use thunder means to let some people know what real horror is.

...

Dingxiang Building, Beichuan Group.

Wu Jun was sitting on the sofa, his face looked very bad. More than a dozen men stood beside him. Everyone was afraid of being too angry, afraid of touching Wu Jun's bad head.

"Boss, Li Zongshan just called and asked you how it was doing." A subordinate said cautiously to Wu Jun.

"Tell him that Wu'anshi has intervened in this matter. If he wants Ye Xuan's life, let him do it himself." Wu Jun's face was gloomy and his voice was even colder.

"Then...will we accept Li Zongshan's 100 million deposit, should we return it to him?"

Bang!

Wu Jun raised his hand and slapped the man directly, and the anger suppressed in his heart finally burst out.

"When will the money I have received be returned to someone?"

"Mad, now that Wu'anshi is involved in this matter, he will definitely stare me to death. Just 100 million Xia Guo coins will be regarded as making up for my losses." Wu Jun continued to rush, his face was extremely gloomy. Obviously, the appearance of Wu'anshi made him extremely restless.

"No, I want to call my elder brother so that I can be foolproof." Wu Jun said to himself, and then directly summoned his subordinates and said, "Go and bring my cell phone."

As Wu Jun's voice fell, something strange happened. More than a dozen subordinates beside Wu Jun did not move, as if they turned into puppets.

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

"Um?"

Suddenly, Wu Jun's expression changed, and he could no longer say anything in his mouth. His eyes suddenly tightened, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

What did he see?

More than a dozen subordinates lost their spirits, and a trace of blood sprayed between their necks. As these subordinates fell to the ground with powerlessness, the entire conference room was filled with an extremely strong smell of blood.

Buzz!

The void buzzed, ripples spread, and a figure walked out of nothingness, and the look at Wu Jun showed a playful look.

Dingdeng!

His spine was cold, as if he fell into a deep abyss. When Wu Jun saw the appearance of the person in front of him, his eyes were wide open, with extremely fear in his eyes. His steps were constantly regressing, and he even staggered and fell to the ground.

"Yes... it's you... how could it be you...?"

Wu Jun's lips were pale and his face was as golden as paper. He was completely scared and silly on the spot. Even his majesty as an ancient warrior no longer existed.

It’s not that Wu Jun looks like this, just because Ye Xuan’s way of appearing is too terrifying. In the Wu Jun’s cognition, even if he is the master of ancient martial arts, he cannot appear out of thin air. Ye Xuan’s body is floating in the air, and blood is blooming all over his body. This is not an ancient martial artist, it is simply an unknown existence.

"You...you are not an ancient martial artist...no...this is this supernatural power...no...no...this is not a supernatural power, are you..." Wu Jun trembled and seemed to be stupid. An ancient legend appeared in his mind.

The old legend.

In that distant past, people can move mountains and fill the seas, and fly and hide in the sky. This kind of existence is collectively called immortal cultivators by mortals. They surpass mortals, and can be free from heaven and earth, and can destroy the world at any time.

After all, the legend is just a legend, and no one can prove whether it is true. It’s just that this legend has been circulating in the world. But at this moment, Wu Jun dared to be extremely sure that Ye Xuan, who appeared in front of him, might be the kind of legendary character.

"I once said that you can't leave, you can go with peace of mind." Ye Xuan didn't care about the thoughts of the Wu Jun. When he walked in the void, his palms and fingers raised, hazy blood light burst out around him, as if he was about to kill the Wu Jun here in the next moment.

Even ants are greedy for life, let alone the military army?

When the terror of death attacked, Wu Jun came to his senses instantly. He looked pale and fell to the ground and kept kowtowing to Ye Xuan, saying, "Grand... Immortal, don't kill me... I have money... I'm a lot of money... I'm asking God to spare my life."

"oh?"

The blood light disappeared around Ye Xuan's body, and his murderous intent disappeared. There was a touch of playfulness in his eyes, which also made Wu Jun happy, as if he saw hope for life.

Wu Jun quickly opened the safe, and a black gold card appeared in his hand, and a huge heartache appeared in his eyes. However, with the choice between life and money, he still chose his own life.

"Super...Super Immortal... There are 500 million Xia Guo coins in this supreme black card, and the password is 654123. Please accept it with a smile." 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 heart was relieved and he felt that his life was guaranteed.

"The Supreme Immortal..."

Chih!

Before Wu Jun could continue speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed across his eyes, and a coolness appeared in his throat. Wu Jun was stunned and slowly raised his hand to hold his throat, but blood couldn't stop spraying out from his neck.

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

"I have never promised you to let your life go, but for the sake of this money, I will leave you a complete body, and you can die with peace of mind."

A sword light dissipated from Ye Xuan's sword point. His voice was cold and ruthless. Even a glance at Wu Jun was owed, and his whole body disappeared into the conference room.

Bang!

As Ye Xuan left, Wu Jun covered his throat with his hands, and with a heart full of reluctance, he turned into a cold corpse and collapsed on the ground. However, when he was dying, he was full of eyes wide open, proving how he died with his eyes open.

Ye Xuan understood this truth very well when the grass was cut without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze was blowing. When the Wu army kidnapped Xia Qiu, he was destined to die.

Ye Xuan is a person who is very afraid of trouble, and all trouble comes from people. Killing trouble in the bud and killing them all is the principle that Ye Xuan believes in.
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