impossible!

As soon as this idea came out, he strangled it. You must know that before coming to Jianmen Town, he used this mace to kill a martial artist in the Jiedan realm who dared to provoke him. There is no reason why he just came to Jianmen Town!

"It seems that your "Over King Shaking the Sky Hammer" has not yet been cultivated. Even I can't shake it. Still want to shake the sky?" Ye Xiu sneered a few times, and the coldness in his eyes appeared. No matter what background the other party had, the reason why he was killed by his ancestors had been trained for thousands of years. A young man like Yang Wensheng who had a background and had never been beaten by society, even if he let him go, he would not be grateful at all. He would only make more efforts to find this place...

"You have to have the next life, remember to be a good person." Ye Xiu shook his head and punched him out.

With a muffled sound, Yang Wensheng's body, which was more than two meters tall, fell out in an instant. The golden elixir cracked and had not yet fallen to the ground. "Wow!" spit out a mouthful of blood. After rolling on the ground for a few times, he forced himself up. His eyes were full of fear. He had no longer had the arrogance he had before. He looked at Ye Xiu with horror in his face and said, "You...you can't kill me. My grandfather is the head of the Yang family and has also served as an aide to the general. If I have any problems, not only can you not survive, but the entire Yuhua Sect will... be buried with me."

Ye Xiu walked over step by step.

Every step seemed to be trampling on his heart. Seeing that Ye Xiu had already walked in front of him, Yang Wensheng's face was pale and bloodless.

"They're immortals in their Yang family?" Ye Xiu turned his head and looked at Luo Yuheng not far away and asked.

"No..." Luo Yuheng shook his head, looked at Yang Wensheng on the ground and thought for a moment before slowly saying, "His grandfather Yang Yong should be just the early stage of the tribulation."

"I don't even have an immortal, and I dare to threaten me so wildly?" Ye Xiu's face suddenly turned cold. He ignored his threat, raised his legs and stepped on his chest.

Yang Wensheng's body burst into blood mist with a "bang!"

Obviously, I can't die anymore.

"Sheng... is Brother dead?"

Swish!

When the Yang family's guards and tribe members saw Yang Wensheng's tragic death, they all became dumbfounded and even felt a chill.

Even the disciples of Yuhua Sect are no exception.

On the street.

Those who watched the fun were silent for a moment and then suddenly became uproar.

"Yang... Wensheng is dead? There is not even a bone scum left?" Someone was shocked for a long time before suddenly awakening, looking at Ye Xiu's trembling voice with a terrifying look on his face, and said, "These disciples of the Yuhua Sect are simply crazy. If you kill Yang Wensheng, aren't you afraid of implicating the entire Yuhua Sect... suffering?"

"What Yuhua Sect?" The companion standing beside him curled his lips and said, "It is impossible for ordinary Yuanying realms to hit Yang Wensheng's mace with one punch, right? That's a powerful technique that even the early stage of Yuanying has to retreat. There are only two or three Yuanying disciples of Yuhua Sect. I have seen this person, definitely not a disciple of Yuhua Sect."

"Not a disciple? Is it an elder?"

"Nonsense." Another person jumped out to retort, saying, "I have seen all the elders of Yuhua Sect. Without this person, have you ever seen such a young elder?"

“That’s right…”

“…”

The people's discussions were getting louder and louder, and the people brought by Yang Wensheng were sitting like needles looking at Ye Xiu. I don't know who started his head first. They saw that they put away their weapons tacitly, and without even saying a word, they turned their heads and retreated behind their respective bodies. Seeing the actions of these people, Ye Xiu raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Have I promised you to leave?"

Boom!
Chapter completed!