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C553 Yan Zhiyuan's Fear



C553 Yan Zhiyuan's Fear

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Ye Xiaofan raised his hand and the lightning around Yan Zhanghong's body stopped exploding. His charred body heavily fell on the ground, making a muffled sound.    

    

"This brat is really too arrogant, he actually killed Yan Zhanghong, in front of the Yan Family Great Clan Elder!"    

    

"I'm finished. Even a deity descending to the mortal realm wouldn't be able to save that brat."    

    

"Such a strong Inherent skill. If he only injured Yan Zhanghong and then kneeled on the ground and begged for mercy, perhaps the Yan Family Great Elder would spare his life. I never thought that he would actually kill Yan Zhanghong right away."    

    

When the people on the street saw the charred corpses on the ground, their faces turned pale with fright as they exclaimed in disbelief.    

    

"Ding dong!"    

    

"Congratulations to the host for killing a level eight Immortality. The reward is three hundred experience points!"    

    

At the same time, the system beeped in Ye Xiaofan's head.    

    

"Little bastard, you actually dared to kill my Yan Family Guardian!"    

    

Yan Family Great Elder, Yan Zhiyuan saw the scene in front of him, and his face gradually darkened, two killing intent shooting out of his eyes.    

    

To kill his own reverends in front of the Great Elder, what was this, was to fiercely slap his face, and press his face to the ground to frantically rub it. If he didn't kill Ye Xiaofan today, then where would his Yan Family Great Elder's reputation go to, where would his face go?    

    

whoosh *    

    

Like the wind, Yan Zhiyuan suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xiaofan.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Yan Zhiyuan stared fiercely at Ye Xiaofan in front of him. His shriveled hand was as fast as lightning as he grabbed towards Ye Xiaofan's skull. He wanted to smash Ye Xiaofan's head in one hit.    

    

"As long as you are disabled."    

    

Ye Xiaofan indifferently looked at the huge hand that was falling down in front of him. There was not the slightest bit of fear on his face, and his heart was even more calm. It was as if Yan Zhiyuan, who had Half-step Incarnation strength in front of him was like a fly, without any threat.    

    

Everyone around stared at the scene in front of them. Their faces were filled with various expressions, some were pity, some were pity, some were sighs, and most were expectant. They were looking forward to the scene where Ye Xiaofan's head exploded and his brains rained down onto the ground.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

At the same time, Jian Nanxuan, who was behind Ye Xiaofan, also took out his sword. The purple sword sliced through the air with an ear-piercing sound and landed on Liu Tie's palm.    

    

"Sssii!"    

    

More than half of Yan Zhiyuan's shriveled hand was cut off. Scarlet blood splattered in the air and the pungent smell of blood filled the surroundings.    

    

ta ta … *    

    

Yan Zhiyuan's face was filled with pain. He quickly retreated dozens of steps away from Jian Nanxuan, holding his broken hand and staring at the owner of the purple sword with a serious expression.    

    

This person was able to destroy his cultivation technique and even cut off his palm with a single blow. His strength was obviously not weaker than his, and might even be stronger than his.    

    

He did not expect that someone would save Ye Xiaofan.    

    

When ordinary people saw the conflict between the Yu Clan and the Yu Clan, they would stay far away in fear of being burned to death. Yet, this person still dared to cut and injure them.    

    

"This is soul damage!"    

    

Yan Zhiyuan stabilized his injuries and realized that his soul was also injured. He became even more afraid of Jian Nanxuan.    

    

"Sir, please think clearly, this is a matter of my Yan Family and Cang Family. If you want to interfere, do you know what the consequences will be?!"    

    

Yan Zhiyuan was extremely afraid of Jian Nanxuan and could only threaten him. He wanted to use his words to force Jian Nanxuan to retreat.    

    

"Geezer, don't waste your breath, cripple him."    

    

Ye Xiaofan had one hand in front of him and the other behind his back. He looked at Yan Zhiyuan with a smile that was not a smile. Wasn't this person very arrogant just now? Wasn't he going to kill him with one palm?    

    


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