"It's him, the Demon Lord, Ah Xuan?"

"Is this the guy wanted by the system?"

"You think that killing this guy would give you 80 million game coins and 36 god grade weapons?"

"We will accept the eighty million yuan and thirty-six million yuan worth of weapons from the Hall of Awakening!"

Looking at Ye Xuan, who was slowly walking over with boundless killing intent, the members of the Hall of Awakening were shocked at first, but soon after, they heard incomparably excited voices coming out of their mouths.

Everyone looked at Ye Xuan with undisguised greed and passion.

This guy was worth eighty million. As long as they could kill him, they would be rich!

"Haha …" Little bastard, this is truly heaven's path, yet you refused to walk it. Hell has no doors, yet you barged in! It's time for us to settle our accounts! "Little ones, attack together and kill him!"

Seeing Ye Xuan's arrival, the Buried God Stark's eyes flickered with a cold light. Strong killing intent burned within him as he furiously spoke.

"Swish …"

However, Ye Xuan didn't have the slightest intention of wasting his breath on this fellow. Killing intent blazed in his eyes as he brandished the Ice Sword in his hand.

A sword aura filled with boundless killing intent blossomed. After tearing the bodies of the dozens of members of the Hall of Awakening apart, the sword beam charged towards Stark, the God of Awakening without diminishing in its killing intent. It was determined to kill him!

It's one thing for this guy to send Chang You and the others to the Star Sea to assassinate him, but he actually participated in the siege of the Demon God Hall and even tortured Secretary Weiya to death. This caused Ye Xuan to be unable to forgive it!

Violent killing intent was released from Ye Xuan's body like a wild beast. It swept in all directions and set off gusts of violent wind within the hall.


Dull collision sounds rang out. The Buried God Stark had easily blocked Ye Xuan's sword qi. His gaze turned cold as he bloodthirsty words came out of his mouth, "Little ones, attack. Kill him!"


The instant Stark's words left his mouth, a large number of members of the Buried Ai Hui Temple charged toward Ye Xuan with endless killing intent, frenziedly attacking him.

Chi chi chi …

"Ahh …"

However, Ye Xuan didn't place these ants in his eyes at all. He waved the Cold Ice Sword in his hand, and violent slaughter sword qi blossomed out in all directions. It was like slicing a carrot.

Miserable screams of despair continuously rang out in the hall.

In just a few breaths of time, all of the members of the Burial Temple aside from Stark and the five wraiths of Louis had been killed by Ye Xuan's sword energy.

Bright red blood flowed to the ground as the color of the Ice Sword in Ye Xuan's hand gradually changed. It flickered with a weak blood light …

"Dammit, a bunch of useless trash!" "In a short period of time, this fellow is actually this strong?"

Looking at the many subordinates being mercilessly slaughtered, the God of Burial, Stark, had an extremely unsightly expression on his face as furious words came from his mouth.

"Lord, there is no need to be angry. Leave that brat to us, the five ghosts!"

Seeing this, Louis Dick clasped his fists and said.


The instant he finished speaking, intense killing intent blossomed in his eyes. Like a bloodthirsty vampire bat, he flew towards Ye Xuan at an extremely fast speed.

The instant he flew out, the sharp blood-colored claws on his palm shot out, slashing towards Ye Xuan.

Bloodthirsty Void Claw!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two sharp claws that carried boundless killing intent shot towards Ye Xuan.

The instant Louis Dick made his move, the other four also instantly attacked Ye Xuan.

One of them appeared to the left of Ye Xuan, while the other appeared to the right of Ye Xuan. One of them flew to the top of Ye Xuan's head, while the other appeared behind Ye Xuan.

A voice filled with endless coldness and killing intent came from their mouths as well.

"Go to hell, you little bastard! "Void Splitting Sonic Explosion!"

"Sky Breaking Blade!"

"Heaven and Earth Subduing Dragon Palm!"

"Four-sided broken ring blade!"

Resplendent saber lights, sharp claws, berserk saber energy, and terrifying palm prints simultaneously enveloped Ye Xuan. Their powerful attacks caused others to feel despair and suffocation.

At this moment, the Five Devils of Louis unhesitatingly released their strongest attacks to surround Ye Xuan. They were determined to kill Ye Xuan.

Even the top ten existences of the Asura World's seventy-two Earth Fiends would feel extremely pressured when facing the combined assault of these five people.

"Brat, with your current abilities, you do not have the qualifications for this god to take action! Go and repent in hell. I will send someone to visit you in Galaxy later... "Haha …"

As he watched Ye Xuan being attacked by Louis Five, the God of Burying, Stark, revealed an expression of great joy on his toad-like ugly face. His mocking words came out of his mouth.

He'd already found Ye Xuan's real identity and address in the real world. Although he'd sent Chang An and co., it didn't diminish his determination to destroy Ye Xuan.

After killing Ye Xuan in the game world, he would send people to torture him in the real world.

However, Ye Xuan didn't care about the Buried God Stark's words. He didn't feel the slightest bit of fear or danger from Louis Five Ghost. Instead, his expression was as calm as water and his eyes as cold as frost!


The instant their attacks approached, Ye Xuan's eyes emitted a scarlet light. The Cold Ice Sword in his hand abruptly exploded forth with a resplendent bloody light as he fiercely swung it down.

Dazzling Swordqi spread out in all directions.

The entire hall was filled with blood colored sword light, which spread out in all directions.

After the sword-light disappeared without a trace, the entire palace returned to silence.

Ye Xuan stood on the same spot with an ice-cold expression on his ice-cold face and ice sword in hand!

However, Louis V that was attacking him had already disappeared without a trace.

They didn't even have the chance to cry out from Ye Xuan's sword as they were engulfed by the sword energy.

The blood light emitted by the Cold Ice Sword in Ye Xuan's hand grew even thicker!

"Eight... How is that possible? "

Seeing the strange disappearance of the five ghosts, as well as the unharmed Ye Xuan with the ice sword in his hand, the smile on the Buried God Stark's face disappeared without a trace. Instead, it was replaced with endless terror and shock.

Ye Xuan held the Ice Sword in his hand as he expressionlessly walked towards the God of Tomb Love, Stark. Cold, emotionless words came out of his mouth.

"Now that your subordinates are dead, it's your turn now!"