Chapter 517 A Confession, Who Cares About You?

The man's facial features are clear and handsome, but his face is gloomy like water, his eyes are staring at the void in front of him sternly, and his body is full of murderous aura.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, it was Feng Hui who came, but the aura on his body was stronger than before, not only that, he clearly felt that the strength hidden in Feng Hui's body was much more terrifying than what he saw on the surface .

"Young master."

Zhu Ming and the other two old men hurried forward, clasped their hands and shouted.

The audience also fell silent, watching Feng Hui quietly, especially Gu Yu and Zhao Hang, both of them were even more frightened. Feng Hui's momentum and evil spirit made them feel palpitations.

Zi Yuan leaned beside Yang Qingxuan and lightly touched his sleeve.

Yang Qingxuan understood, nodded lightly, and said via voice transmission: "It should be because I have practiced the Huangtian Jue, so I don't know the progress and result."

Ziyuan's face was cold, and she said via voice transmission: "This person is more vicious than that Liuhao, I hope they both die together."

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, and said via voice transmission: "How can there be such a good thing in the world, these two people are like heroes, and Gu Yu and Zhao Hang are as famous as these two people, I'm afraid it will not be easy."

Feng Hui's gaze swept around like a dragonfly touching water, all the people who were swept by his gaze trembled, a sense of fear arose from the bottom of their hearts, and their faces changed drastically.

Feng Hui scanned around, turned his eyes back, and said coldly: "Order the whole city to search for Liuhao, and anyone who hides Liuhao's whereabouts or interacts with Liuhao will be killed without mercy!"

Zhu Ming and the other two old men were shocked. The three of them looked at each other, their expressions became solemn, and they clasped their fists together and said, "Yes!"

Zhu Ming said again: "My lord, what Liu Hao said when he left..."

Feng Hui's complexion changed slightly, he stared into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Is it the large teleportation array left by the Desolate Race? It's hard to say whether this is true or not, but since Liu Hao said it on purpose, I'm afraid it means something. I will personally take someone to investigate, even if he has any tricks, he will definitely not be able to succeed!"

"yes!"

The three of them immediately took orders, and began to order and pass on orders, ordering the whole city to search for Liu Hao.

At this time, a martial artist suddenly shouted: "Feng Hui, we came to participate in the auction, but due to your incompetence in defense, everyone died and was injured. Do you want to give us an explanation?"

"Yes, you must give us an explanation!" The rest of the people also yelled, and they all demanded an explanation.

Feng Hui's gaze shifted and landed on that person, a cruel smirk slowly rose from the corner of his mouth, he walked through the air step by step, and said in a hey voice: "Please tell me."

The man immediately felt that something was wrong, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his face turned pale immediately, and he said in a trembling voice, "You...what are you going to do..."

"What are you doing? Give you an explanation!"

Feng Hui's face darkened, and a restless breath burst out from his body, he raised his hand and patted it.

Yang Qingxuan squinted his eyes, and saw that Feng Hui's exposed arm changed from smooth and jade-like to haggard, dry and without any moisture, with bulging veins and yellow skin.

With a sound of "Boom", countless violent sands emerged from the palm and were pushed out in a spiral shape. The violent palm force bombarded the man, enveloping him completely.

Feng Hui's face was pale, and then he withdrew his hand, that mummy-like arm returned to flesh and blood again.

And the person in the palm still stood there blankly, motionless, as if nothing happened, there was no blood or injury on his body, it was just covered by a layer of yellow sand, as hard as a thin shell.

As the yellow sand fell off, the frightened and distorted face appeared, with endless fear and despair in the dry eyes, his mouth was wide open, his fingers spread, and he died like this, becoming a mummy without a drop of water on his body , the skin and muscles atrophy into a thin layer that sticks to the bone.

A flush appeared on Feng Hui's face, looking extremely strange, with cruel eyes flashing, he looked around with a smirk, and said word by word: "Who else needs me to give him an explanation?"

"Hey!" Those who were stared at by him were all frightened and turned cold, and hurriedly backed away.

The fierce people who called out before were all silent, their bodies trembling, and they kept retreating.

Feng Hui stared at them with disdain, and said sarcastically: "If you have nothing to do, you can get out, and if you want me to explain to you, stay, and I will give it to you."

"Wow!"

After the voice fell, everyone fled away like flying.

Tens of thousands of people dispersed quickly, and there were only dozens of scattered people left. It seemed that they were not afraid of Feng Hui and walked away slowly.

Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan also turned and left. The moment they turned around, they clearly felt Feng Hui's gaze staring at them. They were shocked, but they didn't have any expressions, but flew away calmly.

After seeing the two of them flying away, Feng Hui turned his gaze away, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Soon, the guards of Xutian City immediately sealed off the vicinity of the Immortal Hall and began to clean up the scene. A large number of broken corpses were cleaned one by one.

After Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan flew for a while, they suddenly stopped and stood in the air.

Yang Qingxuan looked around and said lightly: "Come out."

The surrounding space immediately fluctuated, and several people came out from inside, surrounding the two of them.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the familiar faces, including Ba Wenrui, the red-faced old man who snatched the bid for Qingluan's true blood, and five other people, all of whom he had never seen before. A few people seemed to have bid too much, but he couldn't remember. up.

One of them was thin, with a face as dark as a zombie, and a little red hair growing on his face. He said coldly, "My friend, this auction is quite rewarding."

Yang Qingxuan was expressionless, and said lightly: "The harvest is not small, so I don't care about your affairs? Are you very busy, and you also care about other people's affairs?"

The red-haired man froze for a moment, this answer was a little different, which made him stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"Hey, what my friend said is that everyone is not idle. If you have this kung fu, it's better to do more meditation to increase your kung fu. So, don't waste everyone's time, hand over that Qingluan true blood, and then the road will be open to the sky. Let's go each other." Another man with a broom head and a horn earring said fiercely.

"OK."

Yang Qingxuan answered briskly, then took out the amber, put it on the palm of his hand, and stretched it out, "Come and get it if you want it."

All seven of them opened their eyes wide at once, staring closely at the shimmering red amber, with greed and excitement in their eyes, and kept licking their lips, but none of them dared to go forward to take it, as if they were afraid of each other, but kept quiet Get down and stand there.

Yang Qingxuan sneered, and cursed: "A group of cowards, put it in front of you, and I don't have the guts to take it."

The red hair hooked his fingers, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Throw it over."

"Throw away your sister," Yang Qingxuan sneered, and said, "Trash, the meal is right in front of you, and you want me to feed it into your mouth? Go eat shit!"

He grabbed the amber with five fingers, held the amber in his palm, and punched the man in the face with one punch.