When Ye Xuan arrived at the headquarters of the Dragon Society as fast as he could, the once splendid headquarters of the Dragon Society had already become dilapidated.

The entire headquarters building was filled with smoke and fires, and a large number of seriously injured or dead Dragon Society members lay quietly on the ground.

As far as the eye could see, the entire outside of the Dragon Society's headquarters was full of badly injured Dragon Society members and their cold corpses, and the ground was stained red with bright red blood.

When Ye Xuan walked through the gate of the headquarters of the Crazy Dragon Society with a strong killing intent and walked into the courtyard, what appeared in his sight was a mountain of people more than five hundred meters high piled up by the corpses of members of the Crazy Dragon Society and a cold corpse hanging from a tree branch.

A man with a gloomy face and dressed in black sat in front of the mountain of people with Erlang's legs crossed, smoking a cigar leisurely and spitting out the clouds, while looking at Ye Xuan who walked in slowly with interest, his face was full of undisguised banter.

Crazy Iron, who had rushed here not long ago to help, was seriously injured by two black-clad killers and fell to his knees.

Behind him stood seven figures with unique shapes and strong evil aura all over their bodies, they were the backbone of the Shear's seat, strong and trusted.

Behind these seven important backbones there were still dense black-clothed killers, because the blood washed the headquarters of the Crazy Dragon Society, each of them was covered with blood, carrying a strong evil aura, releasing a strong killing intent, making people involuntarily tremble and fear.

The smell of blood was thick in the air, and bright red blood flowed from the mountain of corpses and passed by their feet, but they were unmoved, so cruel and bloody, like demons coming out of hell.

They are the dead soldiers of the Xu family in the southwest, called the Death Legion, and the Yin Fei man led by them is called Jian Peng, who is the deputy leader of the Legion, and is also a first-class good hand of the Xu family in the southwest.

Both strength and status are extremely high existences.

This time, under the leadership of the leader of the Death Legion, Wei Ling, they entered the sea of stars, bloodied the Crazy Dragon Society, and captured Ye Xuan alive.

After destroying the Crazy Dragon Society, they did not leave, but waited here for Ye Xuan's arrival.

They don't have the habit of reaching out to someone......

"Xuan...... Brother Xuan...... Right...... I'm sorry!"

Looking at Ye Xuan, whose face was as cold as cold and arrived with a strong killing intent, he was pressed to kneel on the ground and opened his eyes with difficulty, and guilty words came out of his mouth.

Ye Xuan didn't answer, but his cold gaze swept over the mountain of corpses, and finally landed on the cold corpse hanging on the tree, his fists clenched......

Because, the person hanging on the tree is the third-in-command of the Dragon Society, the tyrant who has always been straightforward and righteous.

The monstrous anger and thick pain permeated Ye Xuan's heart, making his face extremely cold.

Although the tyrant didn't follow him for long, his bold and righteous personality made Ye Xuan extremely appreciative, and he planned to try his best to cultivate the tyrant......

However, I didn't expect that he would die in battle to protect the Dragon Society, and his body was still hanging on a tree.

Although the Wild Dragon Society was very small, like a young ant compared to many forces, Ye Xuan kept it in his heart and silently planned to expand it gradually......

However, now that the headquarters of the Dragon Society has been destroyed, such a brother has been brutally murdered......

This made Ye Xuan's heart full of infinite anger, and at the same time, it was also full of strong self-blame.

Once, he didn't protect his group of brothers, that group of red faces, the temple of gods and demons he founded.

Now, his little dragon club can't protect it well......

This feeling,

This pain,

This taste,

It made Ye Xuan's heart extremely painful and uncomfortable.

The Tyrant is dead,

The dragon will be destroyed,

The headquarters was burned,

The brothers died in battle,

How did this make De Ye Xuan explain to Long Ye and Qing Yu who were still in retreat?

The killing intent was like a tide, permeating Ye Xuan's heart, constantly spreading in his body, as if it was about to swallow and drown his entire body......

"Boom ......"

As if affected by the anger in Ye Xuan's heart, the pitch-black demonic qi spread out from his body like a torrent, spreading in all directions, setting off a gust of demonic wind in the courtyard, and the Soul Breaking Knife also appeared in his hand......

"You are Ye Xuan, your group of brothers from the Crazy Dragon Society all say that you are very powerful, and you will definitely avenge them!"

Jian Puffed out the smoke, looked at Ye Xuan with interest, and said playful words from his mouth: "However, I don't think you're very good, right?

"Haha......"

Hearing the words, many members of the Death Legion behind him couldn't help but laugh, looking at Ye Xuan as if they were looking at a poor clown......

"What? You look angry and want to take revenge on your many Dragon Fellows?" Looking at Ye Xuan's clenched fists, Jian Ping's eyes were full of undisguised contempt, and he said unhurriedly

"You dare to call yourself the Dragon Society, I think it's better to call it the Bug Society!haha......"

Looking at their wanton laughter, Crazy Iron clenched his teeth and roared angrily with all his strength: "You shut up for me, you are not allowed to insult Brother Xuan and the Crazy Dragon Society!"

", dead garbage, did Lao Tzu let you talk again?"

However, as soon as Crazy Iron's words fell, Shearpin kicked him hard in the face, and the powerful force made the bridge of Crazy Iron's nose dent......

"Okay, now that this little white face is here, it's time to send you on your way!, boy, what do you think it would be like to watch your brother struggling to defend himself get his throat cut by a knife little by little?"

Jian Phong took the long knife handed to him from the subordinates next to him, slowly rested it on Crazy Iron's neck, spit out a puff of thick smoke at Ye Xuan, and said with a playful expression: "Won't it be exciting, will it be very cool?"

"Haha...... I think he's going to be killed!"

"Tsk, just thinking about it makes him feel exciting, maybe he's already laughing......, right?"

Shear's words made all the members of the Death Legion under him laugh again......

"Boom ......"

However, in response to him was an overwhelming burst of black light......

The Soul Breaking Knife in Ye Xuan's hand instantly transformed, and the brilliant black light bloomed overwhelmingly towards them, completely depriving them of their vision......

Ye Xuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he took one step at a time, rushing into the crowd with monstrous killing intent.

The brilliant sword light roared, constantly blooming in the black mist.

At this moment, Ye Xuan was like a killing god without the slightest emotion, ruthlessly harvesting life in the dark.

"Snort ......"

"Ah......h

Terrible screams rang out from the darkness, their heads flying, blood splattering down on the faces of the Legion of the Dead, leaving them with terrified and chills.

When the bright black light disappeared, what appeared in Jian Peng's eyes was a cold corpse lying in a pool of blood.

In that instant, half of his Legion of Death was killed or wounded!

Not only that, but Crazy Iron was also rescued from his hands by Ye Xuan.

"Deputy Commander, this ......"

Looking at the companions on the ground, looking at Ye Xuan, who was surrounded by demonic qi and holding the Soul Breaking Sword in front of him, like a ghost swordsman who had come out of hell, the members of the Death Legion who were lucky enough to survive subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and trembling with horror came out of their mouths

The words of the ......

At the moment when the Soul Breaking Sword was liberated and transformed into the Soul Breaking Sword, Ye Xuan killed more than a hundred members of the Death Legion!

Such a method is simply terrifying and terrifying.

"Boy, I can't see it...... You've got some tricks! But ...... No matter how strong you are today, you will die! What are you still doing in a daze? Give it to me! Kill him!"

Jian Ping's expression was cold, his fists clenched, and words came out of his mouth with gnashing teeth.

"Kill!"

As his words fell, many members of the Death Legion gritted their teeth violently, let out an angry roar from their mouths, and rushed towards Ye Xuan with weapons in hand, launching a fierce siege against him......

"Protect yourself, wait for me here!"

Ye Xuan put down the wild iron that he had saved, and threw down a sentence and walked towards the many members of the Death Legion who were roaring and rushing with an expressionless face.

In Ye Xuan's eyes, the many members of the Death Legion who were not afraid of life and death were just a group of ants without the slightest attack and lethality.

He waved the Soul Breaking Sword expressionlessly, and walked forward indifferently!

Those members of the Death Legion who were rushing towards Ye Xuan saw a brilliant sword light bloom in their eyes, and when they came back to their senses, their heads were separated from their bodies......

No matter how powerful they are, no matter how powerful they are, no matter how they are called elite, they can't stop Ye Xuan's sword.

In front of Ye Xuan, they only had to be slashed and killed.

Ye Xuan walked all the way, and the members of the Death Legion continued to fall, and the bright red blood continued to drip down the Soul Breaking Sword in his hand, drawing a blood line on the ground......

At this moment, Ye Xuan was like incarnating into a ruthless killing god, unfolding a ruthless slaughter and bloodbath.

This scene fell on the seriously injured mad iron next to him, and it was so hearty and refreshing.

He only saw that the members of the Death Legion who rushed towards Ye Xuan were ruthlessly harvested like straw, constantly falling at Ye Xuan's feet, becoming a cold corpse......

Ye Xuan's emaciated back fell in his eyes, it was so tall, so reassuring, so that people couldn't help but want to follow in his footsteps......

Brother Xuan, I will definitely work hard to improve my strength and become a strong person who follows you!

A cult and awe, a seed to become a strong man has quietly sprouted in the heart of Crazy Iron.

Only with enough strength can we revitalize the Dragon Society,

Only if you have enough strength will you not be trampled underfoot,

Only if you have enough strength to be able to follow in that man's footsteps.

I

Crazy Iron swears,

To get stronger!

Follow that man for the rest of your life!

Crazy Iron clenched his fists and shouted in his heart!

"Sneer......"

"Plop Plop Plop ......"

"Bang ......"

Ye Xuan was like a killing god, ruthlessly harvesting life, making the original menacing death legion completely lose the courage to fight.

Some of them had weak legs, and they knelt down in front of Ye Xuan.

Some of them completely lost the courage to fight and threw away their weapons.

Some of them trembled with fear and kept retreating......

But whatever happens to them, death awaits them!

blood debt

Only blood pays!

At the same time, in the dark night, figures with strong killing intent galloped silently in the direction of the headquarters of the Crazy Dragon Society......

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