Chapter five hundred and fifty seventh release the tiger to the mountain
"What!"
The moment the words from the mysterious mouth fell, the expression on Zhao Xian's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but blurt out in shock.
"You don't seem to understand what I'm saying."
Immediately afterwards, the mysterious man spoke again, and as his words fell, an invisible terrifying momentum condensed in the void in front of the mysterious man, and then turned into an invisible wave, suddenly
Attacking towards Zhao Xian.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Xian was instantly shocked, his body softened, and he knelt directly in the void. This scene formed a very sharp contrast with Xiao Yan's desperate counterattack before.
"I am willing to obey your lord's arrangements with full authority, but please be kind to me. I will just follow your orders!"
Zhao Xian's body was almost curled up and he was kneeling in the void. When he said this, his body could not help but tremble violently. From his words, one could easily hear the fear in the latter's heart at this moment.
mood.
After hearing this, the expression on the mysterious middle-aged man's face did not change, but at this moment, Murong Qianqian, whose delicate and pretty face had regained some of its rosy color, now looked completely disdainful.
expression.
In order to survive, Xiao Yan did everything he could, even using up his last bit of strength. Although his opponent was so powerful that he was unable to save his life, at least his actions were admirable.
Looking back at Zhao Xian who was kneeling in front of her at this moment, there was no contrast between the two.
"Now that I've said it, what are you waiting for now?"
The indifferent voice came out again, and the tone was even colder than before.
The middle-aged man also felt disdain for the bullying Zhao Xian in front of him.
"Well..."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words again, Zhao Xian couldn't help but feel his heart tighten slightly. The already pale complexion on his face became even more bloodless at this moment. The right hand under his sleeve robe was slowly clenched, but it was delayed.
I have no intention of taking action.
Seeing this, a cold light flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Since you are reluctant to take action, then let me take action for you!"
The middle-aged man said coldly, and immediately followed, without waiting for the expression on Zhao Xian's face to change, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and suddenly, there was a bright and dazzling Dou Qi Pilian, with sharp energy, like a sword.
Like light, it flashed across the void in an instant. When Zhao Xian came to his senses, they had already flashed across his right shoulder.
At this moment, Zhao Xian was stunned, with a pair of silver-white eyes showing deep horror. Because of the violent emotional fluctuations in his heart, he seemed to have forgotten his right shoulder for a moment.
The pain is average.
The right arm that was cut off by Dou Qi instantly lost all intuition. The entire severed arm showed a convulsive state, becoming stiff like rigor mortis, and quickly fell into the mountains directly below.
"ah!!!"
It wasn't until a while later, when Zhao Xian recovered from the drastic change with his whole body trembling, that a hissing scream of pain suddenly resounded throughout the world.
All the fighting spirit in Zhao Xian's body rioted crazily at this moment. Circles of dense white fighting spirit ripples, with Zhao Xian's body as the center, quickly rolled out towards the surroundings, revealing a pale face.
An unprecedented ferocious look.
A pair of silver-white eyes were filled with a scarlet color that was almost engulfing people, and the surging murderous intent was so self-evident that one could not help but feel chills in the heart after seeing it.
"snort."
However, the middle-aged man didn't take it seriously. A cold snort was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the anger in Zhao Xian's heart.
"Well……"
A hoarse low moan came out of his mouth, and Zhao Xian's body was shaking violently, not knowing whether it was because of anger or fear. There was no luster in his silver-white eyes, and the whole person was kneeling like a body that had lost its soul.
Above the void.
"Uh... you... who... are... you?"
It wasn't until a long time later that low, hoarse words came out of Zhao Xian's mouth again. The hoarse voice made it almost impossible to recognize the general meaning, but the middle-aged man raised his eyes slightly.
, after a brief pause, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he said in an indifferent tone:
"Human? I'm not a human...but compared to you, I think I'm more human."
The middle-aged man's last words, whether they were a sneer or a sarcasm, made the expression on Zhao Xian's face slightly change.
"Fourth Uncle, why are you talking so much nonsense to this kind of person? Why don't you just kill him? Keeping him alive will be a disaster anyway!"
At this time, Murong Qianqian, who was on the side, finally couldn't help but speak again.
She thought that if the middle-aged man on the side took action, Zhao Xian would definitely die, but she did not expect that he never had the intention to kill him, and seemed to want to let him go on purpose, which made Murong Qianqian feel puzzled.
At the same time, there is also a feeling of dissatisfaction.
"Kill him?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man asked in a calm tone without squinting his eyes.
"Of course I'll kill him, he almost killed Xiao Yan!"
Nodding heavily, Murong Qianqian stared at the middle-aged man beside him with a bewildered expression, as if waiting for the latter's move.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Yan, who had his eyes closed. He narrowed his eyes, and a light flashed deep in his pupils. Then he looked at Murong Qianqian again, glanced at the latter, and said:
"If he wants to run away, this guy may not be able to catch up with him. The reason why he fell into danger is just because of you. Now you are saying that he harmed Xiao Yan. In my opinion, it is you who still
almost."
As soon as the middle-aged man said these words, the expression on Murong Qianqian's pretty face couldn't help but change, and she was speechless for a while.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man no longer said anything, but turned his gaze to Zhao Xian again, narrowed his eyes, and spoke again in a serious tone:
"Don't want to live anymore?"
"Well……"
He was stunned for a moment, and then Zhao Xian quickly came to his senses and looked at the middle-aged man with a horrified look. At this moment, the bones of his left arm were broken and his right arm was chopped off. He could only endure the pain and bend down to kowtow to the middle-aged man.
.
"I realize that I was wrong, and I hope that sir can let me live..."
When he said this, Zhao Xian showed a look of longing on his face, and the middle-aged man was too lazy to pay attention. He glanced casually and said coldly again:
"Humph, since you want to live, why don't you get out of here?"
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