The cigarette butt, like a tiny pebble, smashed into the face of the man in black.

The cigarette butt, which seemed to be weak and weak, seemed to turn into a hammer when it touched the face of the black cloth, and it smashed the face of the black cloth with a "bang".

"Bang!"

The man in black, his face seemed to be collapsed, and the bridge of his nose snapped apart.

A touch of warm blood flowed out of the face of the man in black.

It's so miserable!

"Heh, a bunch of self-defeating guys. When I fought with the old immortal of the Yin Ghost, you must still be using diapers and drinking Sanlu milk powder. ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously.

Suddenly, with a "boom", a huge force erupted from his legs, and the whole person rushed towards the eleven Deadpools like springs.

"Dare to insult my Yin Ghost Uncle and look for death."

The black-clothed man holding a half-meter long sword, the light in his eyes was as cold as a cold blade, his gaze was unforgiving, very profound, and he looked at Ye Xuan coldly.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the man in black drew his long sword.

I saw a sword light, like lightning, rushing by, slashing directly above Ye Xuan's head.

The man in black is a sword cultivator, and the short sword in his hand, named [Broken Ghost], kills people without shedding blood, which is the biggest feature of this evil sword.

The evil sword slashed out, and a trace of cold air rushed to the face.

Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, he was not afraid, and with a casual flick of his right hand, he blocked the sword light and scattered it.

"Noise!"

Ye Xuan burst out, his speed was extremely fast, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, and he grabbed the head of the man in black.

"This ......"

The man in black was startled and couldn't react.

But Ye Xuan didn't give the man in black a chance to react at all.

"Die."

Ye Xuan shouted coldly.

Immediately, he grabbed the head of the man in black with his right hand, and slammed it down on the floor with a "bang".

The muffled sound of "boom" made the man in black directly stunned and lost his consciousness.

"Two. Who else? ”

Ye Xuan's hands were stained with blood, and he looked at it with an indifferent expression, and the ten Deadpools opposite him asked.

"You!"

A Deadpool had a solemn face and shouted, "I will never let you go." ”

"Rest assured. If the old immortal of the yin ghost knew that your opponent was me, he would definitely ask you to kneel down for me and kowtow to call grandpa. ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously.

The Huaxia Yin Ghost Sect is not a famous sect, but those third-rate sects that often do some despicable things.

And Ye Xuan, in the course of his mission, captured the Yin Ghost.

This made the yin ghost guy very afraid of Ye Xuan.

"This guy is a demon. Ten of us, attack him in groups, and kill him. ”

One of Deadpools grimaced and shouted.

Immediately, ten Deadpools used their strongest thunder tactics to kill Ye Xuan.

But at this time, Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, like a demon god coming to the world, he glanced at those Deadpools indifferently, and shouted: "All kneel!" ”

In an instant, a powerful momentum erupted from Ye Xuan's body like a fire explosion.

"Boom!"

The bloody intent and murderous aura tempered by death instantly enveloped the entire room.

Those Deadpools, who came out of the Yin Ghost Gate, did a lot of evil, and their hands were stained with blood.

In their eyes, this world, with the twelve of them combined, is invincible.

But he never thought that today, he would be defeated by a young man, and he was defeated without even the strength to fight back.

When that strong blood intent and murderous aura descended on them, their expressions changed in horror, as if they were pressed by a huge mountain, and the knees of their legs only felt a piercing bone, and suddenly softened, and they knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"How is that possible?"

Those Deadpools, with a look of shock.

But at this moment, they did kneel on the ground.

Ye Xuan, on the other hand, was standing tall, like a god of death, looking down at them with an indifferent expression, and he could easily kill them anytime and anywhere.

"Your weakness is like ants. It is your honor to be defeated at my hands. ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously, completely ignoring those Deadpools, and walked in front of those Deadpools.

"You guys, get out. In the face of the ghosts, I, spare you from death. ”

Ye Xuan said sharply.

Suddenly, he withdrew the blood intent and murderous aura in his body.

In an instant, those Deadpools were relieved, gasped, and their hands were weakly propped on the ground, their faces were pale, staring at Ye Xuan's back.

This kind of strong character is not something they can deal with at all.

It turned out that before this, they were all sitting in the well and watching the sky, like frogs at the bottom of the well, and they didn't know that there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people.

"Dare to ask the name of the senior?"

Ten Deadpools knelt on the ground, their faces solemn, and asked in a deep voice.

"Xuan! This word brings to the ghosts. He will tell you who I really am. ”

Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, turned around slowly, and with cold eyes, he ignored the ten Deadpools, just this glance made the latter tremble, and said: "Remember, in this world, there are always some existences that you look up to. Don't try to challenge the impossible, otherwise, you will be self-defeating. ”

"Thank you, senior."

Those Deadpools were stunned and kowtowed to Ye Xuan.

"Still not rolling?"

Ye Xuan shouted.

Those Deadpools, as if turning into a puff of smoke, disappeared into the private room in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

"Heh, this person from the Yin Ghost Sect is not very good at fighting, but he is a good hand at escaping."

Ye Xuan smiled mockingly.

Immediately, he walked towards the God of Wealth.

At this time, the God of Wealth's face changed, obviously frightened.

The God of Wealth was originally a teacher, and he was very handsome, but now, he has become a white fan of Boss He, helping Boss He to give advice, and he has killed many guys, and he can't see the slightest anger.

He took a glass of red wine, stood on the windowsill, and looked out indifferently. But it was evident that his right hand, holding the wine glass, was trembling violently, and his face was even more pale, and his lips, which had been a little bloody, were now pale and cracked.

"This capital, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic."

The God of Wealth took a sip of red wine, smiled, and said indifferently.

"It's not going to be messy. Because, there is only one boss in the capital, and there can only be one. Boss He, who has been the boss for so many years, but there are still many people under his hands who disagree with him, which is indeed his failure. ”

Ye Xuan stood next to the God of Wealth, looked at the God of Wealth beside him, and said with a smile.

"Hmm."

The God of Wealth is the white fan next to Boss He, and his resourcefulness is definitely very good.

But in the face of absolute strength, such a thing as resourcefulness has no value at all.

"Do you do it yourself, or will I help you?"

At this time, Ye Xuan stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand to open the glass window on the windowsill, and looked out again, there were more than 100 floors, and this building was more than 300 meters high.

"I'll do it myself."

The God of Wealth drank the red wine in the cup, squinted his eyes and glanced at Ye Xuan, and said, "Young man, if you want to achieve great things, then the people around you are all chess pieces." And the chess pieces have always been used for sacrifice, not for protection. ”

After speaking, the God of Wealth jumped down from the windowsill.

"Chess pieces...... Hehe, I'm Ye Xuan, do you need chess pieces? The people around me are either brothers or enemies. Brothers live, enemies die. ”