In the breakfast room of the Modern House.

As the news of the deaths of the Great Elders of the Unparalleled Sword Sect, Leng Yanrui, Song Yinghao and the others spread, and everyone discussed about them over the meal.

The moment Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang walked into the dining room, they heard various discussions from the crowd.

"Hey, have you heard? The Great Elder of the Peerless Sword Sect, Leng Yanrui and the rest are all dead! "

"Of course I heard about it, but it should be fake. The Great Elder of the Unparalleled Sword Sect, Leng Yanrui, and Song Yinghao are all Seven Star High Martial Kings, who could kill them in one night?"

"Rumors your sister!" I've already gone to the scene of the incident, tsk tsk... That Great Elder of the Unmatched Sword Sect died such a miserable death that he was beaten up beyond recognition. If not for the unique symbol on his clothes, it would have been difficult to recognize him … "

"Damn, is that for real?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, look at the picture on my phone."

"This... "It's too tragic. Who among you will be the one to do it?"

"I heard someone say that it was probably because of the members of the Barbarian Union. After all, they had a conflict with the Unparalleled Sword Sect because of Ye Xuan not long ago …"

"Shh, quiet down, are you guys trying to die from your loud voices?"

Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang looked at each other as they heard the discussion of these people. They obviously didn't think that the news would spread so quickly.

However, they didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, they picked it up early and found a corner near the window to quietly savor it.

"Is anyone here?"

Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang had just started eating when a gentle voice filled with magnetism sounded out.

As the voice sounded out, two handsome young men brought breakfast over to Ye Xuan and the others' table, appearing in their line of sight.

They were none other than the young master of the Wanxiang Divine Sect, Yun Feiyang, and the young master of the Heaven Shadow Saber Sect, Ghost Blade Haotian.

"No one!"

Ye Xuan glanced at Cloudsoar and Ghost Blade Haotian as he indifferently replied.

"Thank you …"

Yunfei and Ghost Blade Haotian looked at each other and smiled before pulling out a chair and sitting down.

"Being able to meet me here is fate. Introduce yourself, my name is Yunfei. He is my good friend Haotian."

Seeing Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang who were eating their own meals without the slightest intention of trying to get close to them, Yun Feiyang introduced them with a smile.

"The young master of the Myriad Gods Sect, Cloudsoar? The young master of the Heavenly Shadow Blade Sect, Haotian? "

Ye Xuan didn't have the slightest expression on his face when he heard Yunfei's introduction, whereas Li Chunyang's brows furrowed without a trace.

"Heh heh... "It's just a name. We are indeed from the Wanxiang Divine Sect and Heavenly Shadow Blade Sect. How should we address the two of you?"

Yun Feiyang and Haotian both smiled as they spoke.

"They are just two nameless people, and there are quite a few grudges on their bodies. It's best for the two of you to stay away from us to avoid being implicated."

Ye Xuan slowly said as he stuffed a Soup Dumplings into his mouth.

"Haha …" Brother, do you think that we're the kind of people who are afraid of getting into trouble? "

Yun Fei couldn't help laughing as he listened to Ye Xuan's words.

"My name is Ye Xuan, and his name is Li Chunyang!"

Ye Xuan glanced at Cloudsoar and lightly said.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Yunfei and Haotian's faces. Ghost Blade Haotian laughed out loud and said, "So it's Brother Ye Xuan and Sect Head Li, who has been in the limelight recently. I've heard a lot about you!"

"We've heard about the conflict between you and the Unparalleled Sword Sect and the Leng Song Clan. Brother Ye Xuan sure is courageous …"

Yunfei said with a smile as well.

Following that, Yunfei lightly sighed with a face full of emotion as he said, "I wonder if Brother Ye Xuan and Sect Master Li have heard of any news?"

"What news?"

Ye Xuan pretended to be puzzled as he asked.

"The people from the Peerless Sword Sect and Leng Song Clan all died last night. Even experts like Great Elder Jiang Anshi, Leng Yanrui, and Song Yinghao all perished!"

Ghost Blade Haotian said in a low voice.

"It can't be? Although those old things are quite tyrannical and they act recklessly, their strength is unquestionable. Who can kill them? "

Hearing Ghost Blade Haotian's words, Ye Xuan asked in astonishment.

"Who knows!" However, I have heard quite a few rumors. Among them, there are two that are worth pondering over! "

Yun Feiyang said with a smile.

"Which two rumors?"

Ye Xuan drank a mouthful of milk, his face filled with curiosity.

As for Li Junyang, he lowered his head and ate a piece of bread made from cream.

"Someone said that Great Elder Jiang Anshi, Leng Yanrui, and Song Yinghao's deaths were caused by Brother Ye Xuan!"

Ghost Blade Haotian's eyes shone as he stared at Ye Xuan.

"What do we do? Haha... Do you think that I have the ability to kill high-level martial kings like Jiang Anshi, Leng Yanrui, and Song Yinghao with that matter? "

Ye Xuan couldn't help smiling as if he'd heard a hilarious joke.

"This... This seems indeed unlikely! "

Yun Fei and Ghost Blade Haotian smiled and shook their heads.

Although Ye Xuan's talent was extraordinary, it was still impossible for him to kill Jiang Anshi, Leng Yanrui, and Song Yinghao.

"Yeah, that's nonsense. If I had the strength to kill them, I would have killed them that night! "Right, then what about the other rumor?"

Ye Xuan asked curiously.

"Another rumor is that Brother Ye Xuan entrusted the Rampage Alliance to make a move against Great Elder Jiang Anshi and the others. After all, Old Lei and Old Bai helped you that night, so your relationship with the Rampage Alliance is shallow …"

Ghost Blade Haotian said with a deep voice.

"Haha …" This is nonsense. Do you think I have the ability to invite the Berserker Union? Stop joking around! "

Ye Xuan smiled as he shook his head. He put down his chopsticks and lightly spoke.

"Both of you, we are done eating. We have matters to attend to so we will be leaving first!" You guys take your time! "

With that, he stood up and walked out of the restaurant along with Li Chunyang.

Ghost Blade Haotian and Yunfei couldn't help but furrow their brows as they watched Ye Xuan and Li Chunyang's departing figures. Their gazes towards Ye Xuan were filled with undisguised seriousness.

They had seen countless people, but this Ye Xuan in front of them was something they couldn't see through.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Modern House Hotel, a handsome young man carrying a black suitcase finally made it to the hotel.

"Phew, is this the Modern House?" We have finally arrived and are about to die, young master! "

The young man let out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the words on the wall.

He was none other than the young master of the Unmatched Sword Sect, Jian Wuhen.

He didn't know what was going on with this fellow, but he had just found this place.

As soon as Jian Wuhen finished speaking, he carried his briefcase and walked towards the entrance of the hotel while gasping for breath. However, he bumped into Ye Xuan, who just walked out of the hotel.

"Clang clang …"

The briefcase in Jian Wuhen's hand fell to the ground.

"Kacha …."

As his black briefcase fell to the ground, the hard ground actually cracked and caved in, revealing cracks as thick as a hand. Ye Xuan's pupils constricted abruptly …

How heavy was this guy's chest?

"Brat, don't you have eyes for walking?"

At the same time, Jian Wuhen raised his head and directed his gaze onto Ye Xuan as he spoke with a displeased expression.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's gaze fell onto Jian Wuhen.

Jian Wuhen looked at Ye Xuan, whereas Ye Xuan looked at Jian Wuhen.

The eyes of both of them narrowed at this moment, radiating a dangerous light.

Looking at each other, an indescribable feeling filled the hearts of the two of them.

It was as if he had met his natural enemy.