Chapter 295: Kill!

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At this time, Yang Kun's true body also stepped forward, only to see him wave his hand at Lu Bu's Battle Soul Master, and the Lu Bu Battle Soul Master disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xueyan was slightly stunned, although he didn't know what the situation was, but one thing was certain, the Lu Bu Battle Soul Master with the body of the demon race just now was actually under Yang Kun's orders.

Even a fool can see that it is only useful to ask Yang Kun now, let alone blood inflammation.

"Senior Brother Kun, no, Senior Brother Kun, don't kill me, it's not me who wants to kill you, and I'm just acting on orders. ”

"On orders, on whose orders?"

Yang Kun squinted his eyes, his cold eyes were like ice, penetrating the depths of Xueyan's heart, and he was not allowed to tell a half-lie.

Xueyan felt a chill in his body, and said with some trembling: "It's my master, by the way, and that Long Aotian, this time he stole the formation map, and he also had his share, in fact, the formation map was stolen by him, and he was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so he kept the formation map with me temporarily, saying that he would return it to him after the rumor passed, and I, I'll give it to you now, okay? ”

"Listen to me?"

Yang Kun smiled coldly and said: "You can even betray your master and friends for your own life, how can I believe what people like you say, do you think I'm too stupid, or do you think I'm too smart?"

"I ......"

Xueyan did not give up, at this time, his back had been soaked in blood and became very weak, and he had long lost his previous arrogance, he continued: "I will give you my Qiankun bag, there are hundreds of Yuan Soul Beads in my Qiankun bag, as long as you don't kill me, they are all yours." ”

"Oh?"

Yang Kun's eyes widened, then he shook his head and said, "Compared to those hundreds of Yuan Soul Beads of yours, I am still more interested in this life." ”

Xueyan pleaded: "Senior Brother Kun, we are all disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, since we are disciples of the same sect, then what are brothers, how can you kill your own brothers?"

"Brother?"

Yang Kun suddenly felt like laughing, and he said coldly: "Then when you came to kill me, did you think that we were brothers?"

"This ......"

Xueyan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Let me ask you again, if I begged you like this, would you let me go easily?"

"No, it won't. ”

Xueyan replied calmly.

"Therefore, I will not let you go, I will not offend anyone if they do not offend me, but if anyone offends me, I will punish them. ”

As he spoke, Yang Kun had slowly raised the Tai Chi Sword in his hand.

Xueyan finally realized what despair was, and he roared, "You dare to kill the core disciple, aren't you afraid of punishment from above?"

"Hehe, if I am not allowed to kill the core disciples, will you be allowed to kill the elite disciples?"

The Taiji Sword in Yang Kun's hand once again condensed a Taiji Sword Qi Seal.

Xueyan said unwillingly: "Core disciple, how noble, if you kill me, not only will the Immortal Sword Sect not let you go, but the Blood Family behind me will definitely not spare you." ”

"Threaten me, do you really think I'm scared?"

With that, Yang Kun slashed down with a sword, and one of Xueyan's arms suddenly disappeared.

"Ahh

In the cave, the screams of blood and flame sounded again.

"I won't let you go if I'm a ghost, kill me, and you won't die well!"

Xueyan's face was hideous, like a demon, and he rushed towards Yang Kun.

"Poof!"

Yang Kun reflexively stabbed into the bloody chest, and the extremely unpleasant voice also came to an abrupt end!

......

At this time, Yang Kun's true body also stepped forward, only to see him wave his hand at Lu Bu's Battle Soul Master, and the Lu Bu Battle Soul Master disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xueyan was slightly stunned, although he didn't know what the situation was, but one thing was certain, the Lu Bu Battle Soul Master with the body of the demon race just now was actually under Yang Kun's orders.

Even a fool can see that it is only useful to ask Yang Kun now, let alone blood inflammation.

"Senior Brother Kun, no, Senior Brother Kun, don't kill me, it's not me who wants to kill you, and I'm just acting on orders. ”

"On orders, on whose orders?"

Yang Kun squinted his eyes, his cold eyes were like ice, penetrating the depths of Xueyan's heart, and he was not allowed to tell a half-lie.

Xueyan felt a chill in his body, and said with some trembling: "It's my master, by the way, and that Long Aotian, this time he stole the formation map, and he also had his share, in fact, the formation map was stolen by him, and he was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so he kept the formation map with me temporarily, saying that he would return it to him after the rumor passed, and I, I'll give it to you now, okay? ”

"Listen to me?"

Yang Kun smiled coldly and said: "You can even betray your master and friends for your own life, how can I believe what people like you say, do you think I'm too stupid, or do you think I'm too smart?"

"I ......"

Xueyan did not give up, at this time, his back had been soaked in blood and became very weak, and he had long lost his previous arrogance, he continued: "I will give you my Qiankun bag, there are hundreds of Yuan Soul Beads in my Qiankun bag, as long as you don't kill me, they are all yours." ”

"Oh?"

Yang Kun's eyes widened, then he shook his head and said, "Compared to those hundreds of Yuan Soul Beads of yours, I am still more interested in this life." ”

Xueyan pleaded: "Senior Brother Kun, we are all disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, since we are disciples of the same sect, then what are brothers, how can you kill your own brothers?"

"Brother?"

Yang Kun suddenly felt like laughing, and he said coldly: "Then when you came to kill me, did you think that we were brothers?"

"This ......"

Xueyan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Let me ask you again, if I begged you like this, would you let me go easily?"

"No, it won't. ”

Xueyan replied calmly.

"Therefore, I will not let you go, I will not offend anyone if they do not offend me, but if anyone offends me, I will punish them. ”

As he spoke, Yang Kun had slowly raised the Tai Chi Sword in his hand.

Xueyan finally realized what despair was, and he roared, "You dare to kill the core disciple, aren't you afraid of punishment from above?"

"Hehe, if I am not allowed to kill the core disciples, will you be allowed to kill the elite disciples?"

The Taiji Sword in Yang Kun's hand once again condensed a Taiji Sword Qi Seal.

Xueyan said unwillingly: "Core disciple, how noble, if you kill me, not only will the Immortal Sword Sect not let you go, but the Blood Family behind me will definitely not spare you." ”

"Threaten me, do you really think I'm scared?"

With that, Yang Kun slashed down with a sword, and one of Xueyan's arms suddenly disappeared.

"Ahh

In the cave, the screams of blood and flame sounded again.

"I won't let you go if I'm a ghost, kill me, and you won't die well!"

Xueyan's face was hideous, like a demon, and he rushed towards Yang Kun.

"Poof!"

Yang Kun reflexively stabbed into the bloody chest, and the extremely unpleasant voice also came to an abrupt end!