"Master, is there anything else that needs clarification?"
Hu Jun laughed and said, "You are the hero they are waiting for."
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense."
Ye Haoxuan glared at Hu Jun. The guy shrank his head and finally did not dare to speak.
The group of people rushed back to the Kunwu Clan, and Mu Zhao shouted happily: "Grand Chief, Ye Haoxuan is back, he is back, Chief Chief, he promised us, he will not leave again..." Ye Haoxuan smiled and shook his head.
Shaking her head, this girl was really happy.
Suddenly, a faint smell of blood entered his nose, and Ye Haoxuan felt a chill in his heart. He said in a deep voice: "No, come back."
He grabbed hold of the air with his right hand and forcefully pulled Mu Zhao back.
The moment he pulled Mu Zhao back, there was a flash of cold light, and a huge heavy knife struck the place where Mu Zhao was standing just now.
"Be careful."
Ye Haoxuan protected Mu Zhao behind him. He raised his head and saw a heavily armored warrior two feet tall walking out of it.
"Sea Patrol Rakshasa..." Mu Zhao had a look of despair. This type of heavily armored Rakshasa was a level higher than the Sea Patrol Vest, and was already akin to a personal soldier of the Dragon King.
Rakshasa's whole body was wrapped in heavy armor, and his face was covered by a piece of heavy black iron. He had no facial features and only two faint blue eyes were exposed.
The cold and ruthless expression is filled with endless killing intent, and this kind of Rakshasa is as cold and ruthless as their expression, with only killing intent in his eyes.
The huge Rakshasa took heavy steps. He held a giant knife and slashed at Ye Haoxuan.
"Back off."
Ye Haoxuan hugged Mu Zhao and dodged his blow. With a bang, the boulder behind Ye Haoxuan was chopped into pieces by his sword.
The rocks at the bottom of the sea are extremely hard. Even the granite on land is not as hard, but it was chopped into pieces by his sword. This is enough to prove how strong Rakshasa is.
Moreover, he just slashed casually. If he had used all his strength, the consequences would have been more serious.
"Why?
Why are you here, why?"
Mu Zhao was extremely excited because she knew that no one was left in the place where Rakshasa was, and most of her people had probably been killed by poisonous hands.
"Rakshasa never needs a reason for anything he does."
The patrolling Rakshasa's voice was hoarse and contained no emotion. He pointed forward with the giant knife in his hand: "According to the order of my emperor, the Kunwu tribe and its surrounding tribes will be slaughtered."
"Ah...ah..." Mu Zhao screamed. There were not many Rakshasa in number, but they had the blood of the Dragon King, so the young men in the tribe were no match for them.
What's more, they represent the Dragon King, so wherever they go, no one dares to resist. The Kunwu clan members are probably dead and wounded countless times now.
"Why, why is this happening?"
Mu Zhao fell to the ground, her tears falling.
"Is this the law of survival in the underwater world?"
Ye Haoxuan has already seen corpses strewn across the clan's land, including many old people and children.
Except for a very small group of people, most of the Kunwu people have probably been poisoned.
Life here is like a piece of grass. Ye Haoxuan has always believed that this world has always been a world of the weak and the strong.
He never felt that there was anything wrong with this, because the world was originally like this. The law for the survival of the strong was to devour the weak who were smaller than themselves. This was the way of heaven and the law.
But when these Kunwu people died in front of his eyes, Ye Haoxuan was shaken in his views.
The world should be equal and life should be equal. Why can the Dragon King oppress these people at will? Why?
"There are no laws in this world. The weak will die. This is the law, and the same is true for survival."
A hoarse voice came from Rakshasa's mouth.
"Are you alone?
Where is your companion? Come out together."
Ye Haoxuan slowly raised his head and looked at Rakshasa.
"Tu'er and other clans, I can do it alone."
There was no wave on Rakshasa's expressionless mask, but Ye Haoxuan could clearly feel that he was smiling.
The mockery of Ye Haoxuan and the disregard for life were completely revealed at this moment. Ye Haoxuan also smiled: "Yes, there are no laws in this world. The weak will die. This is the law."
"This is what you think is the way to survive, but it is not mine. The law of the jungle is the rule set by the strong, and this is correct."
Ye Haoxuan raised his head and said calmly: "But what you are wrong is that you should not respect life."
"This is the law. I don't respect it."
The big knife in Rakshasa's hand hit the ground hard, and with a clang, a crack appeared on the hard ground.
"You are not an ordinary person, I can let you take the first step."
Rakshasa's voice sounded, he was scorning Ye Haoxuan.
"Haha, once I take action, you won't have a chance to fight back."
Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said: "Your rules are good. The strong are always supreme. There is nothing wrong with that."
"But the difference is that now I am the strong one and you are the weak one."
Ye Haoxuan said slowly: "Let's do it."
"In that case, I will help you."
Murderous intent suddenly appeared in Rakshasa's eyes, a pair of eyes were exposed, and a faint blue flame rose from his eyes.
He strode forward and slashed with the giant sword in his hand.
He was dozens of feet away from Ye Haoxuan, but he slashed with his sword, and the wind of the sword cut a deep ravine in the ground.
Ye Haoxuan slowly raised his head, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things as stupid dogs..." With a bang, the sword wind swallowed up Ye Haoxuan's body, and the black sword energy swallowed up Ye Haoxuan's body.
But Ye Haoxuan still stood on the spot. He stared at Rakshasa, ignoring the black sword light. Suddenly, he smiled. The moment he smiled, a blue brilliance suddenly appeared, and a black sword wind suddenly appeared.
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There was a buzzing sound, and at this moment, brilliance suddenly appeared, blue brilliance rose into the sky, and the afterimage flashed, Ye Haoxuan quickly drew his sword, then stopped his hand and turned back.
His movements were fluid and very fast. After slashing with his sword, he returned to the spot, as if he had not moved at all.
But there was a change in Rakshasa's body. The mask on his face suddenly shattered, and his indifferent face remained expressionless.
But there was a trace of surprise and doubt in his eyes.
He really couldn't figure it out. Aren't all Lu people weak?
After Ye Haoxuan appeared, he always felt that this Lu man was a little different, but he never thought about how different this Lu man was.
He never regarded the other party as a threat, but after Ye Haoxuan slashed out with his sword, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.
This sword light was absolutely strong. Only the strong could emit such sword light, and with this sword strike, he had no chance.