Chapter 687: Facing Death with Equanimity
At this moment, everyone was shocked by Fan Ye's actions. Fan Ye's purpose was very clear, he actually wanted to kill those three people.
Once Fan Ye wanted to kill those three people, he would undoubtedly disregard Fan Gu's life and death. This method can be said to be cruel and ruthless, which is more in line with the description of him in the rumors.
As calm as a mountain, his methods are vicious. If he doesn't move, it's fine. If he moves, he will kill decisively.
"Fan Ye is already the eldest prince of the Great Brahma Dynasty. The throne will definitely be his in the end. It's just some spiritual weapon skills. Why should he sacrifice Fan Gu's life?" Someone asked puzzledly. The gains and losses in this seem very obvious.
A man next to him glanced at the man and said, "You are too naive. There can't be two tigers in one mountain. The Great Brahma Dynasty is an extremely autocratic dynasty that can only be controlled by one person."
"Except for the princes who inherited the throne, the other princes either disappeared or died. Very few survived. It is reasonable for Fan Ye to kill Fan Gu."
There were constant discussions, revealing Fan Ye's intentions. Many people looked at Fan Ye with a subtle change, and there was a little more fear.
Sometimes, the most terrifying thing is not the powerful opponent, but the closest person. In order to pursue power, Fan Ye was so cruel that many people were shocked.
Many people looked at Fan Gu with sympathy, and they couldn't help sighing in their hearts.
I'm afraid even Fan Gu himself didn't expect that his biological brother would have murderous intentions towards him. He wanted to rely on him, but he was eventually buried in his hands. How sad and ironic.
"Hmph, Fan Ye's behavior is very much like the style of the Great Brahma Dynasty, despicable and shameless." Huo Ze sneered coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
"It is indeed unbecoming, but after all, it is their family affair, and we can't interfere." Another Tianjiao said.
Many people nodded in agreement. Although Fan Ye's methods were cruel, at least he had not provoked them at present, and they would not take the initiative to provoke him.
But it is undeniable that everyone has been on guard against Fan Ye in their hearts, and they are always alert to him. Such a jackal-like existence must be guarded against.
Feng Tianyi seemed not to care about the conversation between the people, and his eyes were always fixed on Qin Xuan and the other two below. He wanted to see how they would deal with it.
In an instant, this space seemed to turn into a furnace, and endless terrible flames rolled endlessly in the void. The terrifying pressure pressed down and fell on Qin Xuan and the other two, directly penetrating their defenses, bombarding their bodies, and even their souls felt like they were burning.
"Let my brother go, and I can spare your lives."
Fan Ye stood in the void, looking down at Qin Xuan and the other two from a high position.
There was a suffocating coldness in his eyes. Although they were under the flames, the three of them felt bone-chilling, as if they were falling into an ice cave, and they were cold from head to toe.
Too powerful, the peak realm of the eighth level of Yuan Wang, although only four or five realms higher than them, was like a world apart, and they could not compete at all, which made people feel powerless.
"Strength...strength, without strong strength, you can only be manipulated by others." Qin Xuan's eyes were extremely cold, and his heart once again surged with an urgent desire for strength. The gap between them was too big and could not be made up.
Unless, use those trump cards...
When he thought of this, a terrible murderous intent spread in Qin Xuan's heart, and his pupils became extremely deep and indifferent, revealing a strong murderous intent, like the eyes of a demon god.
If Fan Ye insisted on killing them, he would not mind letting the other party pay a heavy price.
"It seems that you really don't care about your brother's life or death." Xuanyuan Potian sneered at Fan Ye, then looked at Fangu with sympathy, and said: "It's not that I don't want to let you go, you also saw that he wants to kill you."
Xuanyuan Potian did not say that Fan Ye was unwilling to save him, but directly said that Fan Ye wanted to kill him. The difference between them is very big.
A trace of despair flashed in his eyes. Fangu took a deep breath and said coldly: "If your father knew that you did this, you should know what the consequences would be."
"The wilderness is so big, there are countless monsters, and it is reasonable to encounter one or two desperate people. The father will only know that his prince died of revenge, and I am just powerless to save him."
Fan Ye uttered a voice lightly. He had already thought of all the ways out. The death of his royal brother had nothing to do with him.
When these words came out, the crowd of onlookers was shaken in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with shock.
How cold and ruthless does one have to be to say such words? Some people even found that when Fan Ye said these words, his face did not fluctuate at all, as if he was saying very ordinary words.
He Fan Ye always thought about the results when doing things, and would not let anything that was unfavorable to him happen.
A bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Fan Gu's mouth, as if he was mocking himself. Fan Ye was right. If he had not wanted revenge, how could he fall into Xuanyuan Potian's hands, and how could he lead to the current situation.
Everything was what he deserved, but he did not expect that the evil consequences would fall on him so soon.
"What should we do now?" Xuanyuan Potian looked extremely solemn, and sent a voice message to Qin Xuan and Jian.
"Kill." Jian's voice was as sharp as a sword, cold and ruthless. His sword heart would never change at all because of his opponent. The eighth level of Yuan Wang would make him in awe, but not afraid.
"Potian, can Xuanyuan Palace deter the Great Brahma Dynasty?" Qin Xuan suddenly asked.
"You mean..." Xuanyuan Potian looked at Qin Xuan in a daze, and seemed to understand his thoughts. He nodded slightly, and then said to Fan Ye in a cold voice: "You'd better think clearly about what you are doing. If you attack me, be prepared to bear the wrath of Xuanyuan Palace."
"He is indeed from Xuanyuan Palace." Many people looked surprised. Although they vaguely guessed that Xuanyuan Potian came from Xuanyuan Palace, they were still shocked to hear Xuanyuan Potian admit it himself.
The strength and influence of Xuanyuan Palace cannot be ignored in Tianxuan Nine Regions. It is an extremely terrifying existence.
However, Fan Ye's face did not show the shock that everyone expected, and there was not even a trace of surprise. He was always calm and calm, as if he had known it for a long time.
"I know you are from Xuanyuan Palace. I won't kill you, but the two people beside you must die." Fan Gu said calmly.
When Qin Xuan called out the word "Xuanyuan" to Xuanyuan Potian, he had some vague guesses. Later, when he saw Xuanyuan Potian's magical attack, his guess was confirmed. This person was indeed from Xuanyuan Palace.
He really couldn't afford to offend Xuanyuan Palace. He would not kill Xuanyuan Potian, but the other two must die.
The majesty of the Great Brahma Dynasty cannot be trampled on or provoked.
Xuanyuan Potian's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect Fan Ye to be so cunning that he would only let him go. He still wanted to kill Qin Xuan and Jian.
"He doesn't dare to kill you. Jian and I will escape together. As long as we leave here, he can't kill us." Qin Xuan transmitted the voice. There were too many people here, and some trump cards could not be used in public.
"No, let's fight together. I won't let you take risks."
Xuanyuan Potian shook his head and refused without any hesitation. He knew how risky Qin Xuan's decision was. He was completely gambling with his life.
Qin Xuan looked at Xuanyuan Potian's solemn expression, and his heart was warmed. There was a bit of gratitude in his eyes.
Xuanyuan Potian could have stayed out of it, and no one dared to touch him, but he still chose to face the danger with him.
Xuanyuan Potian glanced at Fangu in his hand, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, and said: "Even your brother doesn't care about your life or death, so you can't blame me."
As the voice fell, Fangu trembled all over, raised his head, but just happened to see a big handprint pressing down on him, revealing an extremely violent breath, and couldn't help but roar: "No, let me go!"
"Remember, my name is Xuanyuan Potian."
As the voice fell, there was a loud rumbling sound, and Fangu's head was directly smashed and died on the spot.
Xuanyuan Potian never thought of keeping Fangu's life, because he knew clearly that even if he let Fangu go, Fan Ye would not let them go. This hatred has been made, and it is difficult to resolve it.
Everyone's heart was trembling again, and their eyes kept flashing with brilliance, so decisive to kill, and as soon as the voice fell, they directly killed.
Before Van Gogh died, this man said his name, Xuanyuan Potian.
"Xuanyuan Potian, this name sounds so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere." Some people looked thoughtful, their brains working fast, as if they were recalling something.
"It turned out to be him." Feng Tianyi's eyes flashed with surprise, and a Tianjiao beside him couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Brother Feng knew him?"
Feng Tianyi nodded slightly and replied: "I have heard a little about it. As far as I know, this boy performed very well in Xuanyuan Palace. Only a few people of the same generation can match him. Not long ago, he went down to Xuanyuan Palace for training, but I didn't expect to come here."
Huo Ze's eyes flashed with deep meaning, and he said slowly: "Although he is a person from Xuanyuan Palace, his realm is too low. Such arrogance will inevitably make many powerful enemies. In the Monster Wasteland, there are still some people who don't look at their identities."
The Tianjiao were silent. What Huo Ze said was not unreasonable. There were many ruthless people in the Monster Wasteland. They were murderous by nature and proved their way by killing. No matter what force the opponent came from, they would kill them all.
Fan Ye raised his eyebrows and pressed his palm downwards. Suddenly, the flames in the void became stronger, and an angry roar sounded. The hot air waves hit the three people, and even their clothes were burned.
"Since you killed him, you should pay with the lives of the two people beside you."
After the voice fell, everyone's expression froze there, and their breathing seemed to stagnate. Fan Gu was dead, and Fan Ye had no scruples and would kill.
"Jian." Qin Xuan looked at Jian.
Jian did not speak, and with a clang, the sharp sword in the scabbard was already in his hand. The sword light was cold and silver, and it was extremely dazzling in the bright flames.
Xuanyuan Potian was about to step forward, and Qin Xuan's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Even if you want to fight, you must first recover your true essence, otherwise, it will only drag us down."
After that, Qin Xuan and Jian walked forward together, calm and indifferent, as if they were ready to die.