Within the private room, along with the unrestrained outburst of Xianjie and Xia Wenhua's own powerful auras, their hairs stood erect at this moment. Waves of violent wind blew about the private room, streams of energy spread out in all directions, causing the two of them to look like angry gods.
In the next moment, the hero and Xia Wenhua simultaneously took a step forward. The force beneath their feet whistled and transformed into two Raging Dragons, one on the left and the other on the right, as they charged towards Ye Xuan with terrifying might.
In just an instant, the two of them arrived in front of Ye Xuan.
Killing intent blossomed within his eyes. His right fist carried the might of thunder as it smashed towards Ye Xuan's head. Terrifying force revolved around his fist, causing his attack power to increase. The fist that he smashed out was like a ferocious tiger that devoured people.
On the other hand, Xia Wentou's face was icy cold as a fierce light bloomed in his eyes. His left leg was surrounded by a light green energy, and as his whip kick whistled through the air towards Ye Xuan's head, the terrifying might was like an Azure Dragon tearing its way over.
Fierce Tiger Fist!
Azure Dragon Whip!
At this moment, whether it was the heroes or Xia Wenwu, they all used their skills at this moment.
However, no matter how powerful their attacks were, they didn't cause Ye Xuan's eyes to waver in the slightest. His expression didn't change in the slightest.
He was still standing in the center of the arena, leisurely and unperturbed.
Ye Xuan only took a step forward when Xia Wenwu and Xiong Shou's attacks closed in. The wind and clouds beneath his feet surged, then his figure turned into a shadow and mysteriously disappeared, causing Xia Wenwu and Xiong Shan's attacks to miss, causing them to be stunned on the spot.
In that instant, the two of them felt as if they were in an illusion. Ye Xuan seemed to have turned into an illusionary ghost that slowly walked past them, causing their backs to go cold and their hearts to feel a chill.
When they quickly returned to their senses and looked behind them, they didn't know when Ye Xuan was lazily sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette.
"A cat playing with a mouse. You damned bastard, how dare you look down on us!"
Looking at Ye Xuan's carefree and indifferent appearance, Xia Wenhua and the heroic elites' eyes flickered with a murderous light. Their hearts burned with burning fury as they spat out words filled with incomparable fury.
They were all reputable figures in the Yu State, and they were all extremely proud and arrogant individuals. When had they ever been provoked and looked down upon in such a manner?
At this moment, the rage in his heart burned fiercely, and he wished for nothing more than to hack Ye Xuan into a thousand pieces!
As their words fell, the two of them once again charged towards Ye Xuan from the left and right, howling as they attacked him.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan didn't seem to mind that the moment their attacks closed in, he only lightly leaned to the side and dodged their attacks. At the same time, his elbows smashed onto the backs of Xia Wenhua and Xianjie like lightning, causing them to pale.
"Is that all you two have? This is really disappointing! "
A trace of disappointment flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as he looked at the heroic figure and Xia Wenhua, who'd staggered on their feet and crashed into the wine shelves. He coldly spoke.
"F * ck, you little bastard …"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the heroic figure's expression became ice-cold. He let out an angry curse, and abruptly pulled out a dagger from his waist, intending to assassinate Ye Xuan with the intent to kill.
The sharp dagger gleamed brightly in the light.
Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. He took a step forward and his body fiercely charged forward.
In the next moment, the sound of a knife slicing through throat echoed.
The heroic figure that was originally charging towards Ye Xuan suddenly froze.
"You … You dare to kill me? "
A fine line of blood slowly appeared on the neck of the hero. Blood flowed out, causing his body to tremble violently as a large amount of foul blood sprayed out from his mouth. He looked at Ye Xuan in astonishment, and words of disbelief came out of his mouth.
As the words came out of his mouth he spat out a large amount of blood. His body lost balance and fell heavily to the ground. He made a dull sound and became a cold corpse. He quietly died.
Looking at Ye Xuan, who stood straight and expressionless with the Soul Breaking Saber in his hand, and at the hero who had suddenly fallen to the ground dead, the faces of the heavily injured members of the Twin Bear Gang in the room were filled with deep fear and astonishment. Worried words came out of their mouths, "Young Master …"
"Young Master, wake up …" Young Lord! "
However, no matter how they yelled, the hero still lay motionless on the ground. Bright red blood flowed out of his neck continuously, and even the ground was dyed red …
"Xiongjie, he's dead?"
Even the experienced Xia Wenwu was scared by Ye Xuan's bloody methods. He looked at the dead hero in shock as he spoke in fear.
He had never expected that the man before him would actually dare to kill a hero …
He never expected that this man actually had the strength and ability to instantly kill a hero …
Even he wasn't able to clearly see Ye Xuan's movements.
Although Xia Wenwu was much stronger than the other elites, he didn't believe that he had the strength to fight against Ye Xuan …
"You … Who exactly are you? "
Seeing Ye Xuan coldly standing there, Xia Wenhui subconsciously swallowed his saliva as hoarse words came out of his mouth.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but reveal an ice-cold smile when he heard Xia Wenwu's words and looked at his frightened appearance. His cold voice sounded from his mouth. "A trash like you isn't qualified to know my name."
"I heard that guy call you Young Master Xia just now. Are you from the Xia family?"
Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't have the intention to immediately act and instead wanted to know his identity, Xia Wenchuan breathed a long sigh of relief. He thought Ye Xuan was afraid of his identity, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and spoke in an arrogant tone.
"That's right, I am the current young master of the Xia Clan, the son of the Marquis of Xia, Xia Wenwu!" "Brat, if you know what's good for you, then kneel down obediently and kowtow and beg for forgiveness. In terms of your strength, I can let you be my dog, or else …"
Unfortunately, before Xia Wenhua could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan's cold voice. "You're Xia Wenhua?"
"That's right, I am Xia Wenhua! "What? Brat, are you afraid?"
Xia Wenhua said with a proud expression.
In the entire Yu State, even the entire Southwest region, there was no one who did not know his name. Every time he encountered a crisis, as long as he told his name, the other party would kneel down obediently and beg for forgiveness.
The situation now appeared to Xia Wenhua no different from what he had encountered before.
"You were the one who killed Xia Nan's mother and set a trap for Xia Nan?"
Ye Xuan's eyes flickered with a cold light as he coldly stared at Xia Wenhua, and icy-cold words came out of his mouth.