1036: C1036 Wu Duanhun's Death!

C1036 Wu Duanhun's Death!

Qing Xinjiang's voice was like a nightmare, causing everyone's expression to change drastically.

You want Yang Fann to die?

When the order from the Yuhua Mountain had come down, it had already become a certainty in their hearts.

If Yang Fann died, they would rise through the ranks step by step, reaching a whole new level.

Therefore, among them, there was no one who didn't want Yang Fann to die. However, they didn't dare to express these thoughts at all.

Qing Xinjiang's goal was too obvious. He was trying to force them. If he showed even the slightest bit of such a thought, it might be just a single swing of his sword.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We have no enmity with Yang Fann, why do we want him dead?"

"That's right. There isn't any sort of interaction between the two of us. How could such a thought appear?"

"You're thinking too much. Don't slander us."

… ….

No one dared to admit it.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, when Yang Fann had attacked before, even Lin Jiangxue had killed him with a flick of his finger. How could they possibly hit the muzzle of the gun and admit that they had evil intentions towards Yang Fann?

Yang Fann had a playful look on his face, but he turned a deaf ear to these words. With his experience, if he were to listen to a single word of what they were saying now, it would only prove that he had been living like a dog all this time.

Yang Fann was sure that if a strong warrior from his side showed up now, their face would immediately change.

"Alright, since you guys are so confident, why don't you swear it with your Dao hearts? If you have the slightest killing intent towards Yang Fann, then your Dao hearts will collapse and your foundation will be unstable. What do you say?" Qing Xinjiang seemed to have guessed that the other party would answer this way, so he already had a plan.

"What?" Swear on the heart of the Dao? "

"On what basis? What have we done to him? Don't tell me that whatever we want to do, we have to be controlled by others? "

"This is too much. If you want to walk towards destruction then just say it, you don't need to come up with such an excuse!"

… ….

Countless people were enraged.

These words had forced them to the brink of attack.

An oath based on the dao heart, had always been the most terrifying contract in Wutian Continent. There may not be a God within three feet of them, but there was a thread that could not be caught, a thread that was dragging them down. Once a wire is involved, it will come true.

"You don't dare to swear? That would prove you had something up your sleeve. Let's do it! " Qing Xinjiang was even more straightforward. He swung his long sword and stood to the side, locking onto everyone.

"Qing Xinjiang, do you think no one knows your identity? Aren't you afraid that we will take revenge on your family with your actions? " At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.

However, he was extremely secretive. It was obvious that the other party did not want to expose him.

"Qing Family? So you're actually from the Qing Family. How dare a small clan act so arrogantly. "

"Quickly scram. Don't block my way, or else there's only one road left for you to die."

"Don't make a mistake, otherwise, your Qing Family will be razed to the ground."

… ….

The moment everyone spoke, it was no longer the same time as before. Under the guidance of that voice, they all began to roar in rage as if they had nothing to fear.

Qing Xinjiang remained unmoved.

Since he dared to make a move, he definitely wouldn't care about this.

"Wu Duanhun, you're still provoking us even now, do you really think you can hide this well?" Sorry, my sword heart is bright, you can't hide it. " Qing Xinjiang said indifferently and moved his sword.

Swish!

A sword light swept across.

"Whiz!"

A figure flew out from the crowd. It was Wu Duanhun.

Wu Duanhun's face was full of shock. He was very secretive when he spoke earlier, but he didn't expect Qing Xinjiang would find out.

"Qing Xinjiang, what are you doing?" Don't tell me you want to fight? Do you want to be enemies with the world? All of the sect geniuses present here were from the Wutian Continent. Let alone you, even if it's Yang Fann, do you think he would dare to make a move? " Wu Duanhun spoke in a harsh tone.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately held everyone up.

One had to say, he was indeed a born schemer when it came to scheming and scheming. Previously, he plotted against Yang Fann, wanting to cooperate and be unreasonable, to hate Yang Fann and make him an enemy of the world. Furthermore, it was a fortuitous encounter and a success. Although this had nothing to do with him, it was still in accordance with his wishes.

And now, he was plotting against the people before him.

He was very clear that he didn't even have the right to fight in front of Qing Xinjiang. If he wanted to survive, he could only encourage them. This was the only way to make Qing Xinjiang afraid.

From what he knew, whether it was Qing Xinjiang or Yang Fann, no matter how strong they were, there would definitely be a limit. They would not be so ridiculously strong. Even if they had the strength to suppress the entire audience, they would not dare to ignore the backers of these people and make an enemy out of them.

When everyone heard this, a proud and confident look appeared on their faces.

"That's right, we are disciples of the Zhongzhou sect, if you dare touch us, our family will die with us."

"If you're smart, then scram now. I won't let you die."

"That's right, we were almost stopped by you. With our identities, why should we listen to you?"

The crowd started to get arrogant, as if they were no longer afraid because of Wu Duanhun's words.

Qing Xinjiang frowned slightly.

In the next instant, he raised his sword as a blood-red light flashed. A stream of sword Qi erupted from the back of the crowd.

Pfft!

Wu Duanhun's arm was directly chopped off.

"Ahhh... "You …"

Wu Duanhun screamed; his eyes were full of horror.

This sword strike exceeded his expectations. He never thought that Qing Xinjiang would dare to attack.

"Do you think that by toying with people and dragging them in, you won't have to die?" Qing Xinjiang said coldly.

Wu Duanhun didn't say a word. He clenched his teeth to resist the pain while staring at Qing Xinjiang.

"You're thinking too much!"

Qing Xinjiang's eyes moved and a look of disdain appeared on his face before he swung his sword down.

"No!"1

Wu Duanhun screamed, and the fear of death swept through his mind.

This sword seemed to have locked down upon the soul, making it impossible to dodge.

In that instant, he recalled all the scenes from the past. An emotion known as regret surfaced in his heart.

He regretted provoking Yang Fann, but he regretted even more. Back then, he didn't go all out and put Yang Fann to death.

But sadly, everything was already decided. It was useless to regret.

Pfft!

A sword cut down, and Wu Duanhun was beheaded.

At the same time, this strike had awoken everyone from their stupor. That momentary sense of superiority immediately dissipated without a trace.

Only now did they remember that Qing Xinjiang was with Yang Fann. Yang Fann was a maniac who killed people without blinking. How could the people around him care about their status?

Obviously not.

Even Yang Fann was slightly moved, but it was not because of Qing Xinjiang's decisiveness, but because of Qing Xinjiang's strength.

This attack was very strong. At least in Yang Fann's opinion, it was not inferior to any of the people he had fought before. Of course, that was an exception to those people on the battlefield.

It could be said that even the Holy Son of the Demon Race had to consider his own skin when facing off against this sword.

At this moment, there were still a lot of people who were shocked by Qing Xinjiang's sword attack.

Moqi, Xia Jiuyou, and even the tiger were breathing heavily. Their expressions all turned unnatural. And within this unnaturalness, there were countless complex emotions mixed within.

Because at the beginning, when Qing Xinjiang made his move, they had never placed Qing Xinjiang in their eyes. They didn't say anything, nor did they make any moves. They simply didn't care.

But with this sword, they finally understood that this sword-wielding youth in front of them was qualified to challenge them.

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