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The sword light is sharp and cannot be forced.

Many cultivators' expressions changed in shock, and in their hearts, they were extremely panicked, and their hearts trembled with fear by this sword light.

"Is Twelve Deadpools here?"

A cultivator, his face was swollen, his nose was swollen, his face was swollen, his expression was extremely solemn, and he said in a muffled voice.

And at this time, under the gaze of everyone, the cold and sharp sword light had already killed between Ye Xuan's eyebrows.

This sword light is unstoppable!

It's enough to kill Ye Xuan!

Many cultivators already had a light of surprise in their eyes.

Because, in their opinion, under this sword, Ye Xuan was already certain to die.

But when they looked at Ye Xuan, they saw Ye Xuan's expression full of indifference, not even the slightest nervousness, and his expression was very calm.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his mood was as calm as a mountain.

This is Ye Xuan at this moment.

At the corner of his mouth, that faint smile showed Ye Xuan's contempt for this sword light.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan whispered words.

But it was such a word, and when it came out of Ye Xuan's mouth, the momentum suddenly skyrocketed.

Like a dull thunderstorm, in an instant, thunder erupted.

Its power is amazing, and it makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

"Boom!"

That sword ray, under Ye Xuan's word "roll", actually fell apart and exploded.

Like a glass marigold falling to the ground, the brilliance spreads out and has no power.

The sword light disintegrated.

Only heard a few "whirring" sounds, and several figures wearing black night clothes appeared in front of Ye Xuan.

"Lord Wealth, please come over."

After speaking, those black figures disappeared into the air.

"You attacked me and want to leave? Scold! ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he walked towards the elevator entrance.

Soon.

The elevator stops at the top floor.

Ye Xuan extinguished his cigarette and walked out of the elevator. As soon as he got out of the elevator door, there were a few "clicks", and several pistols, all of which were aimed at Ye Xuan's head.

"Everyone is a civilized person, don't move a gun, don't move a gun."

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times, didn't put those security guards in his eyes at all, and said with a smile.

For cultivators, the role of the gun is actually not great. Because, even ordinary cultivators have the ability to dodge bullets. And some powerful people can even grab bullets with their bare hands.

Therefore, relying only on a small thermal weapon such as a pistol is simply not enough to kill a cultivator.

"The God of Wealth is waiting for you. I advise you, it's better not to have any ideas. ”

A security guard stepped forward, with a cold face, pushed Ye Xuan forward, and said in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, you won't have any ideas."

Ye Xuan was "obediently" pushed into a luxurious private room by the security guard.

In a private room.

A middle-aged man with a slender figure, wearing a black suit, and a faintly white sideburns, with ten finger ring buckles, crossed Erlang's legs, and a big man's posture, sat on the leather sofa with an indifferent expression, his eyes were extremely cold, staring at Ye Xuan coldly, and said, "Sit." ”

As soon as he walked into the private room, Ye Xuan sat on the sofa without thinking, according to what the God of Wealth said.

Seeing Ye Xuan so rude, the God of Wealth glanced at Ye Xuan coldly, his eyes were sharp, he thought that with his momentum, he could make Ye Xuan feel cold, but what he didn't expect was that Ye Xuan actually showed a nonchalant expression, and there was no fear at all.

"What do you want?"

The God of Wealth stared at Ye Xuan coldly and said in a deep voice.

Ye Xuan was silent, the lighter clicked, he lit a cigarette and put it to his mouth.

"A million, get out of here!"

The God of Wealth took out the checkbook, wrote a check, threw the check on Ye Xuan's body, and shouted.

Ye Xuan squinted and picked up the check.

This action made the God of Wealth show a faint smile.

Really! In this world, money is truly invincible. And the rich are even more invincible.

But unexpectedly, Ye Xuan took out a lighter and burned the check.

"Heh, don't you think there's a lot of money?"

The God of Wealth smiled indifferently, signed another check for five million, and said, "You cultivators are born to be cheap. As long as he takes money and slaps him in the face, he doesn't even dare to fight back. Here are five million, enough for you to spend a month. Now, get out of here. ”

"How much is your life worth?"

Ye Xuan, who had been silent, took a cold puff on his cigarette and wondered.

"What? Want my life? Boy, I just saw your kung fu on camera. I have to say, you are indeed very powerful. But if it's just this level, you want to kill me, it's a bit too self-conscious. Hurry up and grab the money and get out of here. ”

The God of Wealth smiled contemptuously, stood up, looked down at Ye Xuan who was sitting on the sofa condescendingly, didn't pay attention to it at all, and shouted.

"How much is your life worth?"

Ye Xuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were extremely cold, and he asked.

"On the black market, a billion dollars."

The God of Wealth sneered playfully.

"Well, give me a billion and I'll leave from here. Otherwise, you die. ”

At the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, a few traces of ruthlessness were wiped and he said coldly.

"You!"

The God of Wealth's smile stopped abruptly.

"Where's the Twelve?"

The God of Wealth shouted.

"Whirring" a few times, twelve figures, suddenly, appeared in the private room out of thin air.

In the huge room, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.

The twelve figures, all wrapped in black clothes, and even their faces were wrapped in a layer of black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes outside.

Ye Xuan sat on the sofa with an indifferent expression, smoking quietly, completely ignoring those black-clothed people, not even raising his eyes, and asked contemptuously: "Yin Ghost Gate, is it?" ”

"Boy, now that you know where we came from, don't just tie our hands and arrest us obediently."

The man in black at the head pulled out a pitch-black sword and said fiercely.

The sword was only half a meter long, but it exuded a gloomy aura that made people feel suffocated.

"That old guy of the Yin Ghost, I kicked him in the ass before, didn't he tell you about this?"

Ye Xuan smiled softly, he finished smoking, snuffed out the sparks on the cigarette butt, and immediately, he slowly stood up, only one meter seventy-five tall, standing in front of those black-clothed people, he actually looked very thin.

"You're talking nonsense. The Yin Ghost predecessor is our uncle, and his strength is extremely powerful, how could he lose to a hairy boy like you? ”

Another black-clothed man with a short knife, his eyes were extremely cold, he glared at Ye Xuan angrily, and reprimanded fiercely.

"Hairy boy? Hehe, when Lao Tzu started cultivating, you were still drinking milk powder. ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously.

Immediately, with a flick of his fingers, he flicked the cigarette butt that had been extinguished to the man in black who was holding a short knife.