Chapter 280

"If you can survive from me after I give you a hand, I want ye mietian to leave the matter of Wei Shiqing alone!"

When ye Xuan said this, Mu Yuling and others all changed color.

Hu Wansong was so frightened that he begged for mercy from ye Xuan and said, "invincible God of war, we are leaving now. Please don't..."

"Cut the crap!"

Hu Wansong's words haven't finished yet, ye Xuan suddenly a cold drink, seem to lightly wave a palm to them.

"Wow

A golden handprint, nearly 100 feet in size, suddenly fell from the sky and pressed against Hu Wansong and the people of jiusha organization. A burst of fierce energy swept the whole audience in an instant. The forest beside the people was directly pushed aside by the gust of wind. The leaves were flying up and down, and the heaven and earth were in a state of destruction.

"Boom!"

The huge golden fingerprints were smashed down under the frightened expression of Hu Wansong and others, and the earth immediately trembled, as if an earthquake of magnitude 8 broke out here, and a huge dull sound spread instantly.

Ye Xuan's palms were slightly closed, and the huge golden palmprint instantly dissipated. The rest of the onlookers fixed their eyes, and their pupils were suddenly opened, and their fear rose again.

Just now, in the attack area of the huge golden fingerprints, muyuling and fenghuolinshan, the four nine ace killers, lay on their backs. Several of them were bleeding from their orifices, and their bones had already been distorted. They looked terrible.

Hu Wansong's right wrist is completely broken, and blood is pouring out. He has no doubt about the rumor of Ye mietian, the invincible God of war. Under Ye Xuan's palm, Hu Wansong has done his best, but still makes Hu Wansong's inner organs broken and seriously injured.

Countless shocked eyes instantly gathered on Ye Xuan. Most of them had only heard some rumors about ye mietian, the invincible God of war, before, but they had never seen ye mietian, the invincible God of war, fight. But at this moment, they finally understood why ye mietian ranked the first in the Chinese Xiuxian combat power list.

Bai Xingchen's throat is rolling up and down. Bai Xingchen's thought of competing with ye mietian in the future is completely crushed. Is it possible for white stars to compare Ye Xuan with such an extraordinary figure?

Ye Xuan looks at Hu Wansong, who is covered with blood. He just laughs jokingly.

"You Hu Wansong are still alive, not because you Hu Wansong are much better than them!"

"The reason why you still have a life is that Hu Wansong is of little use to keep you!"

Ye Xuan finish saying, step forward, point to nine kill organization those already cut off the vitality of the body, cold voice way.

"Take away the corpses of these things, and all the other dirty things, and disappear completely in front of my Ye Xuan's eyes!"

"If after five minutes, there's anything left here that belongs to the nine killing organization, even if it's just a hair, I'll crush you with one hand! Go away

Ye Xuan blurted out the last word. It sounded like thunder, which made people's eardrum ache.

Hu Wansong, the 13th immortal master in the Chinese immortal cultivation combat power list, was thrilled. Without stopping at all, Hu Wansong quickly piled up the gradually cold corpses of the jiusha group and held them tightly in his hands.

Hu Wansong has always been very sloppy, and the dwarf image is deeply in everyone's mind. However, Hu Wansong is very careful this time, and he is not willing to let go of any trace in the bloody scene. Even the blood, Hu Wansong has carefully rubbed and rubbed.

Hu Wansong worked hard for nearly four minutes. He did not dare to stay here any longer. Like carrying a huge package, he carried the corpses of six people in jiusha organization on his shoulder. Then Hu Wansong walked away like a flying horse. When he reached the distance beyond his sight, the onlookers heard a sad cry, which was full of reluctance and helplessness.

Ye Xuan is just indifferent to the whole process. Until Hu Wansong goes away, ye Xuan turns around and walks towards the extended Lincoln car.

"Tut Tut, ye Xuan's strength is really terrible!" Ying Wenshu couldn't help exclaiming, "look at those people in the jiusha organization just now, how invincible and indifferent to everyone. But when ye Xuan goes out, he is not afraid one by one. Ye Xuan is as afraid as a mouse when he sees a cat."

Fang Qingqing covers her mouth and laughs. Ye Xuan's overbearing temper and strength are beyond the expectation of those who are not in the class.

Only Wei Shiqing's complex and excited face, watching Ye Xuan step by step, Wei Shiqing is happy and sad, heart ups and downs.

"It's really... Too strong!"

The crowd around the Bai family was silent for a long time, and Bai Haoyuan quietly uttered three words in a tone full of respect and fear.

This is the super strong man who ranks first in the Chinese immortal cultivation combat power list. Several members of the Bai family are lucky to see ye mietian personally. In the eyes of the Bai family, he has always been an unattainable immortal, but in Ye Xuan's hands, he is as powerless as a child. It seems that the death of the immortal is only in a flash.

"Ye Mie genius is really the No.1 killing God in the world of cultivating immortals in China!"

The four elders of the Bai family looked at each other and whispered.

Ye mietian, the invincible God of war, is determined to kill. No matter who he is facing or how many people there are, ye mietian is merciless to anyone.

White star is completely silent, white star in the heart of fear is also to the extreme, for fear that ye Xuan because of the things before the Star City Gymnasium hate him, come up to take white star's life.

If ye mietian wants to kill Bai Xingchen, even if he tries his best, he can't escape. Even Shen Hongfeng, a master of cultivating immortals, can't escape from ye mietian, the invincible God of war, let alone Bai Xingchen, a humble cultivator in the dust?

Ye Xuan didn't even look at the white star. It seemed that he was just passing by an ordinary and tiny mole ant. His total disregard made him feel unwilling and powerless.

When ye Xuan comes over, Fang Qingqing happily wants to open the door, but finds that all the doors of the Lincoln car have been distorted. No matter how Fang Qingqing pulls the door handle, the longer Lincoln's door is still.

"Shua!"

Ye Xuan went to the door of the lengthened Lincoln. He just pulled it with one hand at random. The door of the lengthened Lincoln opened directly and broke away from the body of the lengthened Lincoln.