C127 Basement
C127 Basement
People called him a Grandmaster, but he was just one step away from entering the world of cultivators.
In front of Hidden World Family and Cultivation World, such a practitioner was simply not worth mentioning.
Yang Xuan had entered the sect through cultivation, but he had never come into contact with the mortal world's Martial Arts Department. Naturally, he had never heard of this term before.
Wu Tie shook his head expressionlessly, and asked earnestly: "Why don't I trouble the Yuan Family Clan Master to explain to me what kind of person is called Innate Martial Cultivator, and he's actually strong enough to kidnap a weak woman as a hostage?"
After he finished speaking, there was a trace of obvious disdain on the corner of his mouth.
Yuen Shu's rising momentum froze for a second, then he fearlessly returned it to Yang Xuan, "People who achieve great things don't need to worry about small matters, as long as they can achieve their own goals, those small matters are nothing to worry about. Who would bring up those small matters in front of a successful person, don't you think?"
"As expected of Lin Tiehshan's bad friends, their way of doing things is so similar."
Yang Xuan snorted and stopped arguing with Wu Tie. He waved his hand at Yuen Shu, "Your subordinate is Zhang Zhen. Make your move. Let me see how strong Innate Martial Cultivator is."
"Brat, you have guts."
The sound of Yuen Shu's aged voice was dark.
"I can see that you don't know your place. You actually provoked and angered me again and again. Very good. Seeing that you are so brave and fearless, I will consider giving you an intact corpse."
Yuen Shu curled his lips in a cruel way. He gathered his energy and formed a circle with his hand, gathering power in his palm. With a cry of "wind", his body moved as fast as the wind, just like a fleeting moment.
If Yuen Chengjue could barely see his figure before, then now, Yuen Shu could only see the afterimage he left behind.
"You do have some strength."
Yang Xuan sighed with emotion. He frowned and threw out a palm from the side with his left hand as if he was alone.
"Unfortunately, in my eyes, it's not even enough!"
Yuen Shu appeared behind Yang Xuan in a flash. He had a mocking smile on his face. Just as he was about to hit Yang Xuan on the back, Yang Xuan had already expected it and sent him flying.
Bang.
Yuen Shu, who was caught off guard, was sent flying by a firm slap from Yang Xuan. He landed heavily on the ground after crushing a row of lush trees and flowers.
How was this possible!? He actually saw the trajectory of his move. As if he had expected it, he saw where he was going to strike and sent Innate Martial Cultivator flying with one palm strike. Innate Martial Cultivator was half dead.
Yuen Shu's entire body was in great pain. His internal organs felt as if they had been shattered by a huge force and were burning with a stinging pain.
Yuen Shu was filled with terror as he struggled to hold onto his chest and sat up
A mouthful of blood that could not be suppressed …
It directly broke through the line of defense, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"You, just who are you!?"
Yang Xuan did not respond. Step by step, he slowly approached Yuen Shu, who was in great pain and anger.
"You are not a martial artist at all, you, you are … "Ah …"
Yuen Shu suddenly thought of the Hidden World Family behind him and suddenly understood the origin of Yang Xuan's strength. In an instant, his internal organs were like a thunderbolt out of the blue.
If he knew Yang Xuan was someone from the Cultivation World, he definitely wouldn't have been tempted by a tiny bit of profit to provoke an extremely ferocious god of evil.
If someone had come into contact with Cultivation World, they would know that there was a world of difference between the secular world and Cultivation World.
Just like how in the secular world, even though he was revered as a martial arts expert, he was merely a lackey who raised his Hidden World Family in the secular world to gather wealth and operate his Yuan Family to earn a living.
Yuen Shu was so frightened that he was about to shout out Yang Xuan's identity.
However, Yang Xuan did not give Yuen Shu a chance to continue. He lifted his foot and compared it to the unconscious Yuen Chengjue, directly crippling Yuen Shu's backbone. He no longer had the chance to practice martial arts, nor did he have the opportunity to bully others.
Yang Xuan glanced at Lin Dong coldly. Yuen Shu, who was wailing in pain, also kept walking towards Lin Dong.
"You're already old, it's time to be happy in bed. From now on, you can properly enjoy the rest of your life paralyzed in bed, accompanying your wheelchair."
Lin Dong looked at Yang Xuan who was getting closer and closer. He was terrified and really wanted to get up and run away. However, his injuries were too serious and he was like a tortoise who couldn't turn over.
Yang Xuan snorted and directly stepped on Lin Dong's knees. Hearing the bone shattering sound, he didn't stop and walked towards the brightly lit Yuan Family hall.
"Ahh …"
Lin Dong howled miserably at the pain of his kneecap being crushed into dust. In his tears, he suddenly regretted not killing Yang Xuan when he was still a useless and cowardly backdoor trash.
He wanted to kill him, he wanted to kill him!
Lin Dong, who was crippled, stared at the warm and long lights from behind him. His entire body was chilly, but there was only bone-deep hatred.
Yang Xuan felt the remnant thoughts of the disabled ant behind him, he smirked mockingly and didn't mind it at all.
The battle between Yang Xuan and Yuen Shu had long ago been witnessed by the other Yuan Family people and they were terrified in their hearts.
When they saw Yang Xuan, who was filled with hostility, heading straight for the house, all of them panicked and wanted to find a place to hide as soon as possible. They were afraid that this devil, who killed without batting an eyelid, would slaughter them in the next moment.
Loong Tian, who was happily chatting with a beautiful woman in the guest room, heard the ruckus outside the Yuan Family, but did not take it seriously. Since there were many people in the Yuan Family anyway, it was normal for there to be some other excitement.
"Beauty... "You sure can suck. I live for 38
The old life of Nian will probably be given to you tonight. "
"Minister Long, please try again ~"
There was no hint of flirting in the guest room.
When Yang Xuan walked into the house, everyone turned around and ran as if they were seeing a ghost.
Yang Xuan frowned and grabbed a servant who was a step too slow.
"Where did your Patriarch put the Tulin's board of directors?"
The manservant turned back from crying, his body and mind trembling as he bent over and cried out with a weeping voice.
"I said, I said, please spare my life, she's just going to turn right 700 meters into the basement. Please don't kill me! Woo woo … * "I've said everything I need to say …"
Yang Xuan glanced at the other Yuan Family people who were hiding in the shadows, and saw them tremble all over. They held their breath, and without saying anything, walked through the door.
"Phew, that was so scary. I thought I was going to die …"
"I was already killed by the God of Slaughter's eyes … "Woo woo …"
… ….
Since the culprit had already been executed, and the culprit was not his family, Yang Xuan did not plan to make a move against the rest of the Yuan Family. According to the direction that his servant had pointed to, he saw the cold and stiff basement under the cold moonlight.
Yang Xuan recalled Lin Dong's words and imagined everything that could happen to Lin Xuan in such a short period of time. He even trembled slightly while holding the basement door handle.
Lin Xuan had once again innocently suffered all this because of him. Would she still forgive him?
Yang Xuan felt extremely upset. His bloodshot eyes were slightly moist.
No matter what, he had to save Lin Xuan first.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and gradually pushed open the basement door.