Wang Shaoyang’s lips trembled slightly, trying to appear calm, but could not control the shivering of his tongue: "Ye Xuan, you, you, you... calm down, you’ve already killed the Zhao family’s second-generation elder, killed the Zhao family’s martial arts genius. If you kill too, your end will be very ugly."
"Give a chance, as long as you spare today, I promise I will plead for you with the Zhao family. My Wang Family is willing to triple the tribute to beg the Zhao family to let you go."
"Oh, my marriage with Liu Ying is truly annulled now, this is not just empty words. I can swear to the heavens, I can write an oath in public! In this life, I absolutely will not have any feelings for her. After today, my Wang Family will absolutely not have any thoughts towards you. From now on, we shall keep out of each other’s affairs, how about that?"
Having finished speaking, Wang Shaoyang stared fixedly at Ye Xuan, his narrowed pupils enlarging and shrinking again, his pale face twitching repeatedly.
Wang Shaoyang continuously gulped down saliva, his Adam’s apple rolling, looking desolate and miserable to the extre.
Under Wang Shaoyang’s gaze, Ye Xuan squinted and smiled.
Wang Shaoyang was greatly shocked.
Ye Xuan smiled and said: "Last ti you took Liu Ying away, I gave you a chance, but today, the great bell I bring, you will accept it whether you want or not!"
Having spoken, Ye Xuan walked to the large bronze bell.
Wang Shaoyang shouted: "Ye Xuan, how dare you!"
Boom!
The large hand landed on the bronze bell, the sound of tal clashing resounded, and the thousand-jin heavy bell rose directly into the air, resembling a massive mountain, crashing towards Wang Shaoyang.
Bang!
The bronze bell charged forward unstoppably, directly taking Wang Shaoyang’s body along, rushing dozens of ters forward, and finally smashing through another wall.
The entire Nightingale Manor seed to be shaken by this.
The wall shattered, and trapped in between was Wang Shaoyang, who was rely a mortal body.
The crimson blood flowed slowly from the edge of the bronze bell, staining an area of several ters around it.
Wang Shaoyang, crushed to pieces!
Zhao Yunfei and his son, died violently.
Also, over a hundred experts from the Wang Family, either dead or wounded, blood flowed all over.
The heavy scent of blood completely suffused every corner of the Nightingale Manor tonight, penetrating each person present this evening.
Horrifying.
Disgusting.
Terror!
Hundreds of gazes, without exception, were all focused on Ye Xuan.
Compared to when Ye Xuan first arrived, the mocking, the contempt, the disdain, had vanished completely, replaced uniformly by fear.
A fear deep from the soul, the truest kind in this world!
For a long ti, in the chaotic hall, not a single sound of breathing could be heard, it was as if everyone’s breath control skill had reached a new realm.
Beneath the butcher’s knife, corpses littered the ground!
War God.
What is a War God?
If gods block, kill gods; if Buddhas block, kill Buddhas, unparalleled in the world!
Even if facing a thousand troops, there was no need to furrow a brow, just lift the butcher knife and wipe out the enemy army... this, is the War God.
For those present, the concept of a War God was not deeply impressed on them before, but after today, it is destined to be etched forever in their hearts, until the mont of death, they dare not forget even slightly.
Ye Xuan is the War God!
He looks down upon all, invincible in the world.
Whether ordinary people like Liu Haoyang, or martial arts geniuses like Zhao Zheng, even martial arts figures like Zhao Yunfei, as long as he desires it, nobody can escape death!
The blood scent filling the hall was like the cold breath of the Death God, making all present pale-faced, staring blankly at Ye Xuan, their eyes as if looking upon a great demon.
Throughout the hall, dead silence.
The genuine silence of death!
This silence had lasted a long while, the prolonged breath-holding even left many with slightly blue faces.
Finally.
Ye Xuan gently raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the room.
Wherever it passed, whoever it touched, all shuddered as if Ye Xuan’s gaze was a sharp sword, sweeping by and taking their vitality along.
In the silence, Ye Xuan spoke calmly: "Everyone here today can be considered of so status, since everyone is present, why not make things clear.
Liu Ying is my woman, in this life, forever will be. Anyone who still harbors thoughts for her, stand out and let’s calmly discuss it.
So... is there such a person?"
Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, the won present secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if pardoned.
While the n were the opposite, already incredibly tense, suddenly felt the world collapse upon hearing these words.
They secretly glanced at Liu Ying, then retracted their gaze as if electrocuted, terrified, trembling.
From ancient tis till now, a dreamy beauty like Liu Ying, what man wouldn’t be moved?
But no one dared to step forward at this mont.
They are not fools.
Nice words about calmly discussing things, if Ye Xuan were really that kind of person, would Wang Shaoyang die so tragically?
Therefore, the atmosphere on site grew even more oppressive, one by one, these once proud young masters who were always the center of attention everywhere, now wished to totally play the fool, even to find a crack in the ground to hide, best not letting Ye Xuan see them.
It felt like walking on a tightrope at the edge of a precipice, at any mont, they could be crushed to pieces!
"It seems that you all are reasonable people, understanding the principle of not coveting another’s wife. I’ll take it as unintentional."
Ye Xuan chuckled: "But today no one stepped forward, in the future, if anyone harbors thoughts for my woman, by then, they will not die as swiftly as Wang Shaoyang."
The crowd was shocked.
By then, will it be worse than death?
Ye Xuan gave the crowd one last look, then spoke no more, turning around to Liu Ying.
Liu Ying finally ca around, gazing deeply at Ye Xuan, smiling sweetly, like a load lifted off her shoulders.
"Sorry to worry you." Ye Xuan smiled warmly: "But it’s all over now, let’s go."
"Okay!" Liu Ying nodded heavily.
At this mont, her emotions, indescribable with a thousand words.
This was a soul-deep touch, a soul-shaking experience, she was extrely clear that in her lifeti, she’d never felt this sense of security before.
The man before her is The Love of My Life, and also the heroic figure in her life, like a deity!
She should have been in a deep abyss, left with despair.
She never hoped that in this cold, opportunistic world, soone would step forward to rescue her from limbo, take her away from the mountain of blades and sea of fire, freed from that damned and ridiculous fate.
Then, he appeared.
In a small bar in the East Sea, completely transforming her life, changing everything she was supposed to experience.
It all felt wonderfully dreamlike...
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