Beichen Ying glared at him in disgust.
But Dongfang Xuan sneered and said, "Do you want to die by yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
Beichen Ying was stunned.
Zi Yan frowned and glared at Dongfang Xuan angrily: "What are you so proud of? Do you really think that no one in this world can stop you?"
"Oh? Junior Sister, you're out too?" Dongfang Xuan saw Zi Yan and raised the corners of his lips playfully. "Now I'll give you two choices."
Dongfang Xuan did not answer Zi Yan's question, but instead gave Zi Yan two choices.
Now he seems to be standing in the clouds, turning his hands to make clouds and his hands to make rain.
Zi Yan smiled instead of getting angry: "Two choices? What choices?"
She wanted to see what useful options Dongfang Xuan could come up with.
"First, if you are on the same side as Beichen Ying, you will die."
"Oh?" Zi Yan smiled but didn't answer.
"Second," Dongfang Xuan smiled softly, pointing his index finger at Zi Yan, "As long as you apologize to Senior Brother, just one word, for Master's sake, Senior Brother will let you go."
Zi Yan crossed her arms and sneered, "So, you think that this world belongs only to you?"
Dongfang Xuan was very dissatisfied with Zi Yan's attitude.
Because according to normal circumstances, she should be afraid of herself, even if not afraid, at least in awe. But she didn't, and her face still had that damn smug smile.
What was she so proud of? What was she laughing at? Dongfang Xuan felt a surge of rage rising in his heart. He raised his hands, looked up at the sky, and sneered arrogantly: "Who in this world can stop me?"
The most powerful person at that time was his master, the lord of Purgatory City.
But would his master take action against him?
As an elder, would Master Rong Yun interfere in the affairs of the younger generation?
As for the rest, even if those old guys took action personally, what could they do to him?
Therefore, Dongfang Xuan was very arrogant and extremely presumptuous.
"Have you forgotten Second Brother?" Zi Yan crossed her arms, with an unfathomable cold smile on her face.
"He's dead!" Dongfang Xuan was extremely certain.
"No, he is not dead." Zi Yan waved her white index finger in front of Dongfang Xuan's eyes. Her voice was soft but firm, and there was still a faint, gentle smile on her face.
Dongfang Xuan was stunned!
Not dead? Nangong Liuyun is not dead?
How is this possible? He saw Nangong Liuyun being blown to death with his own eyes!
"Haha, hahahahaha!" Dongfang Xuan seemed to have heard Zhang's crazy laughter. He held his waist, as if he couldn't stand up straight. After a long while, he gasped and pointed at Zi Yan, "You idiot!"
Of course he was an idiot. He saw Nangong die with his own eyes, could it be fake?
"You're the biggest idiot in the world, Dongfang Xuan!" Zi Yan sneered, "Second Brother will be back soon anyway. When he does, let's see how you die!"
He actually dared to kill Emperor Jing. He was so bold.
Dongfang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised and doubtful when he saw Zi Yan's confident words. Could it be that Dongfang Xuan really wasn't dead? This couldn't be possible...
"Even if he's not dead, so what? Would I, Dongfang Xuan, be afraid of him?" Dongfang Xuan sneered, "He's not dead? Very good, then, let him come and save you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Xuan's finger stretched out and pointed in the air.
Zi Yan's body slowly fell to the ground.
"Zi Yan!" Beichen Ying screamed with a pale face.
But at this time, Dongfang Xuan smiled grimly and pointed his finger at Beichen Ying.
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