"Bastard, who the hell are you?"

Ye Xuan lazily stretched as he listened to both of their furious roars.

"Alright, I won't tease you guys anymore!" Young master, my name is Ye Xuan! "

"Ye Xuan?" Have you heard of it? "

Upon hearing these words, Jue Shuang frowned, shook his head, and turned to face the disciples beside him.

"We've never heard of it either, but it sounds a bit familiar!"

"Who cares about him so much. Let's kill this brat first. If he is really someone from a large clan or faction, he would have already moved out. It is obvious that his reaction is not the case!"

"Kill him and avenge the three elders!"

The numerous disciples from the Shadowless Fist Sect glared hatefully at Ye Xuan as they spoke.

"Since it's like this, then this brat deserves your bad luck!" Do it, kill him! "

Jue Shuang said coldly as he gently nodded his head.


The instant his words left his mouth, a murderous light flashed through the eyes of many of the Shadowless Fist Sect disciples. They let out angry curses as they charged towards Ye Xuan with boundless killing intent.

"Swish, swish, swish …"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience. Killing intent surged within his eyes as the Crossing Disaster Gold Needle appeared in his hand. He quickly swung it out, causing it to fly out like a bolt of lightning.

The golden needles whistled like a rain of arrows!

The Shadowless Fist Sect disciples didn't even have the time to react before they were sucked into their bodies, pierced through their bodies and ended their lives.

In just a single breath, Jue Shuang brought many disciples that didn't even have a chance to touch Ye Xuan's clothes before they fell to the ground dead. The only ones left were Jue Shuang and Dan Fei, who stood alone on the ground with ashen faces and icy expressions that couldn't be seen.

Violent killing intent filled his heart, and the force beneath his feet erupted. He brought along a sky full of fist shadows as he charged towards Ye Xuan. A furious voice came out of his mouth. "Kid, try this ultimate move of mine!"

The instant he finished speaking, he stomped his foot and leaped into the air, diving down fiercely. His fist carried a monstrous light as it smashed towards Ye Xuan.

This was the killing move of the Shadowless Fist: Heaven's Shadow Judgement!


Seeing this, Ye Xuan snorted disdainfully and charged forward like lightning. His right fist flickered with light and devilish qi filled the air. He fiercely smashed his fist forward like a dazzling sun.

Devil's Burning Sun!

"Puchi …"

In the next moment, a dull thud was heard as fresh red blood spurted out of Jue Shuang's mouth. He was like a cannonball as he heavily smashed into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, Ye Xuan's miserable appearance appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Jue Shuang's clothes were in pieces, his body was charred black, and wisps of devil fire were circling around him. His hair was disheveled, and bright red blood kept flowing out from his mouth. He was miserable to the extreme.

"Cough cough …"

At this moment, there wasn't even the slightest trace of the fist faction's vice sect leader. He was simply a roadside beggar who had been beaten up by a group.

"How... How could this be? My Shadowless Fist Killing technique was actually broken? "

He raised his head with much difficulty and looked at Ye Xuan in terror. His face was filled with disbelief, and a weak voice came from his mouth.

He had never expected that he would actually lose so miserably.

"Do you have any last words to say before you die?"

Ye Xuan stretched out his palm and lifted Wu Shuang up into the air as he spoke in an ice-cold, heartless manner.

"Little... Kid, Lord Sect Master will definitely not let you off! "

Jue Shuang opened his eyes with great difficulty, and looked at Ye Xuan with venom in his eyes as he spoke weakly.

"Since there are no regrets, I can only send you to hell to report back!"

A cold light flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as he coldly spoke without the slightest trace of emotion.

"Brother Ye Xuan, show mercy!"

As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, he grabbed Wu Shuang and was just about to use his strength to break Ye Xuan's neck, when a loud and anxious voice sounded.

This sudden voice caused Ye Xuan to pause, and his gaze went cold.

He turned around and looked at the source of the voice. Two slender figures appeared in his line of sight.

They were a handsome, unordinary, and extremely dashing young man and a middle-aged man who had an ice-cold expression on his face and exuded an iron-blooded, solemn aura.

Ye Xuan had a bit of an impression of this young man. He was the young master of the Wanxiang Divine Sect, Yun Feiyang, that greeted him in the restaurant of the Modern House Inn.

As for this cold-blooded, middle-aged man, Ye Xuan, he didn't recognize him. His name was Formless, and he was the leader of the Formless Fist Sect.

"Sect Master, Young Master Yun …"

"Sect Leader, save me!"

Seeing the arrival of Wu Ying and Wu Ying, a look of ecstasy appeared on Wu Shuang's face as he spoke with excitement.

Jue Ying's eyes flickered with coldness as he stared at Ye Xuan. His eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent as he coldly said, "Kid, for Young Master Yun's sake, quickly release my brother. Kneel down and apologize to him. I'll forgive you …"

"Kacha …."

However, before he could finish his threat, Ye Xuan grabbed onto both of his hands and exerted force, instantly breaking his neck and cutting off his life.

Then, Ye Xuan casually threw Jue Shuang's body to the side as he indifferently said, "Young Master Yun, don't blame me for not giving you face. I hate people who threaten me the most. If you want to blame someone, blame him. He caused the death of his brother!"

Yun Feiyang's pupils constricted and his expression changed. He never imagined that Ye Xuan would kill both of them on the spot.

He turned his head and his gaze landed on Jue Ying. Looking at the gloomy and cold expression on his face, he thought to himself, "This is bad!"

As he looked at Jue Shuang's corpse and heard Ye Xuan's cold words, killing intent filled his eyes and a berserk aura spread from his body. A furious voice came out of his mouth, "Little bastard, I'll kill you!"

"Sect Leader Wu Ying, you can't …"

Seeing that he was going to kill Ye Xuan without a trace, Yun Fei hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him as he spoke with a heavy tone.

He knew of Ye Xuan's strength and identity!

"Why not? Could it be that Young Master Yun wants to protect this kid? "

After hearing Yunfei's words, Wuying's eyes revealed killing intent. He turned his head and cast his gaze on him, quietly waiting for his reply.