YM778.TV Chapter 145: You Actually Call Her Trash?
Hui Nian’s voice had changed!
All present had their colors drained from their faces.
But Xue An laughed lightly, “A mere demon from beyond our realm dares to spout such madness?”
These words made the demon-possessed Hui Nian falter in expression, then with some astonishment he said, “You… who are you? How do you know about the demons from beyond our realm?”
Xue An revealed his handsome canines with a menacing grin, “Is it that surprising? Because… I’ve always known!”
After speaking, Xue An raised his fist and said faintly, “The second punch, Divide Yin and Yang!”
This punch was like a vast ocean, completely enveloping Hui Nian.
At this moment, Hui Nian seemed stunned, murmuring to himself, “Divide Yin and Yang…”
Suddenly, his body trembled, and then he looked at Xue An with extreme terror, “This is the Divine Slaughter Six Techniques, you are…”
The rest of his words never had a chance to come out. Because with that punch, Xue An had turned Hui Nian to dust.
The demon from beyond our realm that had possessed Hui Nian, was also blown to nothingness, and in its dying moments, the arrogantly confident demon didn’t even dare to resist. It was filled with nothing but fear and regret!
Because it knew that this man, was someone that not even the demon gods from beyond should provoke.
Hui Nian lay dead.
Xue An withdrew his fist, his gaze sweeping over all those present.
“Now, is there anyone else who objects? Come all at once! I’m short on time!”
The area fell into complete silence.
Many were subdued by Xue An’s aura.
After all, the moment Xue An stepped up, he had killed three people in succession!
Such momentum was indeed astonishing!
And just then, someone applauded and laughed, “Good! What a powerful move!”
Following the voice, Yuan Zongfeng slowly stepped onto the stage.
Was the Yuan Family of Jibei finally making a move?
And it wasn’t just him; many Sect disciples silently followed him onto the stage and all stood behind Yuan Zongfeng.
Shi Xueqing paled, her heart fluttering with anxiety.
She thought Xue An was being too arrogant. Even if he was powerful, he couldn’t possibly be a match for so many people!
Yu Ming, meanwhile, held his sword at the ready, preparing for the worst.
If Xue An were defeated, then he himself would have to rush forward!
At this time, Yuan Zongfeng looked at Xue An and spoke slowly, “I never thought that the one who killed the Sword Immortal of Lingnan would be such a young person! And with a Cultivation Level that has reached the divine, truly impressive!”
Xue An stood with his hands behind his back, his expression neither sad nor happy, “Are you done speaking?”
Yuan Zongfeng’s expression froze; he had not wanted to step forward.
He valued his life greatly. From down below, he had seen that Xue An was ruthlessly decisive, sparing no one in his strikes.
Why would he court misfortune by challenging him?
It would be better to bring everyone up on stage, exchange some pleasantries, and if they could win this person over…
That would be the most perfect outcome.
But Xue An did not give him any face.
Yuan Zongfeng secretly gritted his teeth, “Mr. Xue, you’ve killed three individuals in succession, you must be exhausted by now. Perhaps we could continue this another day?”
Xue An shook his head, “My hands are not yet dry from blood, now is a good time. No more words, I…”
Before Xue An could finish, Shu Ying’er had already walked in front of Yuan Zongfeng, her face showing a hint of admiration for the strong.
“Mr. Xue, we have no grievances or hatred between us, why start such a huge battle?”
Xue An’s expression was cold; he did not want to speak, but suddenly,
he noticed the bracelet on Shu Ying’er’s wrist.
He then stood there, stunned.
A long period of silence ensued.
So long that Shu Ying’er and Yuan Zongfeng along with others exchanged glances, unsure of what was happening.
It was then, Xue An spoke with a hint of a tremble, “You… Where did you get that bracelet?”
Shu Ying’er was taken aback, raising her arm to say, “Mr. Xue, are you perhaps referring to this? This is just a piece of junk from our Moonwatching Pavilion that…”
She didn’t finish her sentence.
Because Xue An exuded a world-shocking murderous aura.
This aura was so intense that it caused all the grass and trees within ten miles to snap from their roots, and even the Fulong Mountain beneath their feet to creak ominously.
Such a murderous aura also made Yuan Zongfeng and the others turn pale in unison.
At that moment, Xue An slowly rose, standing in midair, and with a voice like a devil from hell, eerily said, “Trash… ha ha, you actually call her trash?”
As he spoke, Xue An began to cry.
His tears fell, stirring the very heavens and earth.
Many people felt terrified, unsure of what Xue An was about to do.
Yuan Zongfeng and Kong Yuandai exchanged glances, each seeing the fear in the other’s eyes.
With gritted teeth, Yuan Zongfeng decided, “He’s gone mad, now’s the chance, let’s all strike together!”
Having said that, he was the first to rush forward.
The numerous sect disciples behind him followed closely.
And so, a bizarre spectacle unfolded before everyone.
Xue An stood in midair, while below him, hundreds of sect disciples surged forward.
Under the bloody setting sun, the scene was all the more tragic and ruthless.
Shi Xueqing felt her heartbeat stop, her lips bitten to the point of bleeding.
With a fierce stomp, she too prepared to rush forward.
She understood clearly, even if it meant death, she could not stand idly by and watch Xue An being surrounded!
But just then, Yu Ming suddenly grabbed her arm, shook his head with a fearful expression, and said, “Don’t move!”
Shi Xueqing didn’t understand what was happening. She was about to ask when she felt rain falling from the sky.
When she touched it with her hand, she realized it was blood.
She looked up.
She saw those who had charged into the sky, attempting to kill Xue An, were like birds mown down by a machine gun, fluttering down.
The blood exploded like fireworks, body after body bursting open.
This bizarre and cruelly beautiful scene left Shi Xueqing dumbfounded.
At that moment, Yuan Zongfeng finally made his move.
He had been hiding behind the crowd the whole time, preparing to use their lives to deplete Xue An’s strength. Now, thinking the time was right, he moved behind Xue An and mustered all his power, raising his palm.
He struck out fiercely with his palm.
This supremely powerful strike, engulfed with a Sha aura, went straight towards Xue An’s back.
A smug look flashed in Yuan Zongfeng’s eyes.
As long as he killed Xue An, he would be the undisputed champion of the Immortal Gate assembly!
But the next second, his smile and pride froze.
Because Xue An had already turned his head to look at him quietly.
In that moment of eye contact, Yuan Zongfeng felt an overwhelming panic.
A strong sense of crisis made him turn to run.
But Xue An, as if swatting a fly, casually waved his hand.
With a burst, Yuan Zongfeng’s head soared into the sky.
His soul fled from the stump of his neck, not daring to look back, running towards the north.
Xue An didn’t even blink an eyelid, but with a flick of his finger.
Snap!
Yuan Zongfeng’s soul shattered, dissipating into nothingness!
In ten flicks of a finger.
All the sect disciples who had charged into the sky were gone, their lives extinguished.
Blood and corpses covered the entire platform.
In midair, only the godlike and demon-like Xue An remained, with the completely petrified Shu Ying’er in his hand.
At this point, Xue An lowered his head, looked at Shu Ying’er, and indifferently asked, “Now, tell me! Where is your sect?”