Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan was a little surprised that this young man was able to keep his cool. Although none of the other people present were as powerful as Xieshan and Hu Feng, they all had their own unique skills.    

    

Soon, almost everyone had stood up once, and only Yang Xuan was left in the corner.    

    

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. At this time, besides the Spell Master, everyone else in the room had the strength of eight to nine revolutions of the Sovereign. As for himself, he was unable to take out three revolutions of the Sovereign.    

    

Of course, Yang Xuan was not afraid of the others present. He just did not want to attract the attention of others so quickly.    

    

The young man looked at Yang Xuan and asked softly, "Friend, don't you want to accept this mission?"    

    

"I am not good enough. There is no need." Yang Xuan smiled and said neither servile nor overbearing. At this time, Xieshan laughed and said, "He is afraid that when he fights with others, he will break the armor his mother made for him."    

    

When the young man heard Xieshan's words, he immediately frowned. Yang Xuan had already said that he would not accept the mission, so the young man did not insist.    

    

But at this moment, the temperature in the room suddenly became cold. Everyone was stunned and felt a bone-piercing chill on their skin.    

    

They looked towards the source of the chill and found that the person who emitted the chill was actually Yang Xuan.    

    

"Wait, I've changed my mind." Yang Xuan said to the young man. He stood up and fixed his eyes on Xieshan.    

    

When Xieshan saw Yang Xuan walking towards him, he couldn't help but become alert. Yang Xuan said slowly, "I am Yang Xuan, a B-grade mercenary. I have accepted no mission until now. I am not capable... "    

    

The temperature in the room had become extremely cold. The killing intent of the wild waves swept across all the mercenaries except the Spell Master.    

    

Because other than the Spell Master, everyone else had laughed at him with Xieshan.    

    

Yang Xuan had already arrived in front of Xieshan. Xieshan placed his hand on the large knife beside him, but his palm was trembling. He could not pick up the knife with the knife no matter how hard he tried.    

    

In his eyes, Yang Xuan was like a devil that was covered in red blood from head to toe.    

    

Yang Xuan raised his hand and gently pinched Xieshan's chin. He continued, "If you really want to say what ability you have... I can make all of them die here."    

    

"You!!! "Xieshan's tongue was tied, and he could not say a single word. Waves of violent killing intent surged into Xieshan's sea of consciousness, and he finally managed to squeeze out a single word with great difficulty.    

    

He looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief, and couldn't figure out where the thick killing intent on Yang Xuan's body came from. He naturally thought that he was a murderer who would kill without blinking his eyes. However, he didn't expect that in front of Yang Xuan... He couldn't even speak.    

    

A foul smell wafted into Yang Xuan's nose. Yang Xuan lowered his head to look at it and revealed a contemptuous smile. Xieshan's lower body was wet.    

    

"He really is a piece of trash." Yang Xuan curled his lips and said disdainfully.    

    

The young man looked at Yang Xuan with a sharp gaze. He wanted to see through Yang Xuan. The Spell Master stood up and walked towards the door.    

    

Yang Xuan's killing intent didn't envelop the Spell Master from beginning to end. One reason was that the Spell Master didn't offend him. The other reason was that the profession of Spell Master was too difficult to deal with. Although the blood armor could help Yang Xuan cast many spells at once, however, Yang Xuan still had other people by his side. If he offended the Spell Master, Yang Xuan would be in trouble if he was asked to target the people around him.    

    

"Alright, I'll choose you." The young man looked at Yang Xuan thoughtfully and said.    

    

Yang Xuan stood up and looked at Xieshan. His eyes were as cold as two sharp blades. He looked at Xieshan and said, "Are you sure? Someone just said that my armor will be broken."    

    

The young man didn't say anything. Of course, he could tell that Yang Xuan's words were directed at Xieshan. However, as the saying goes, young and aggressive. He really admired Yang Xuan's behavior.    

    

Being stared at by Yang Xuan, Xieshan felt cold air coming out from all over his body, as if his life could be taken away at any time. He said with a trembling voice, "I... I will withdraw."    

    

"I will withdraw as well."    

    

"And me. "    

    

"[I'll withdraw as well.]"    

    

All of a sudden, the voices of those who chose to withdraw rose and fell, and in the end, only Yang Xuan was left. When the young man saw Yang Xuan looking at him, he shrugged and said, "There's no other way. You are the only one left. You have no choice but to go."    

    

"Alright, let's have a pleasant cooperation." Yang Xuan reached out a hand to the young man. The young man also reached out a hand to Yang Xuan and said, "Happy cooperation."    

    

The other mercenaries around quickly left. Yang Xuan followed the young man out of the room and went to the reception hall to register. Only then did he accept the mission.    

    

After accepting the mission, Yang Xuan followed the young man out of the reception hall.    

    

"We are leaving tonight. Do you know where Ancient Land of Dragon Soul is?" The young man looked at Yang Xuan and asked with some doubt. He suddenly felt regret in his heart. No matter how he looked at it, this young man was just too young. Although the killing intent in his body was really strange, it couldn't cause any real harm to the enemy. Therefore, for those who were not strong enough, it was still somewhat difficult for them to accept this mission.    

    

"Tianbei, under Cold Water River." Yang Xuan slowly told him the address of Ancient Land of Dragon Soul, which slightly surprised the young man.    

    

He nodded and said, "Okay, my name is Qii Shanliang. I should be older than you. You can call me Brother Liang."    

    

"Someone from Spirit Wind Sword Shop?" Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Qii Shanliang.    

    

Qii Shanliang was shocked. He looked at Yang Xuan again and said, "You have good eyesight. I am the younger brother of the manager of Spirit Wind Sword Shop, Qi Shanxiong. May I ask which family you are from?"    

    

"No family. I just heard about it by accident." Yang Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Luo Ga is my idol, so it's not surprising that I know your names."    

    

"I see. I was thinking too much." Qii Shanliang wiped the sweat off his forehead. He thought he had met a young master who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger.    

    

Spirit Wind Sword Shop was the place where Luo Ga forged the blood sword. Back then, Luo Ga had paid a high price to find someone to forge the blood sword with him. However, the resentment of the weapon of the God of Slaughter was extremely heavy. Therefore, Luo Ga had searched half of the heaven realm. However, no one had dared to fight with him.    

    

At this moment, a blacksmith named Qii Lingfeng found Luo Ga. In the end, he forged a blood sword with Luo Ga. In order to repay his kindness, Luo Ga paid money to build a Spirit Wind Sword Shop for Qii Lingfeng. Furthermore, he also gave ___ a large pile of rare metals.