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Chapter 431 - 431 359 Opportunity Supreme Evil Weapon (5k)_2

Chapter 431: Chapter 359: Opportunity, Supreme Evil Weapon! (5k)_2 Chapter 431: Chapter 359: Opportunity, Supreme Evil Weapon! (5k)_2 Ouyang Zhi and Lady Xu’s gazes met, and a cold smile flashed across their lips simultaneously.

Just as expected, the next moment, Chen Yuan glanced coldly at him and said,

“What are you considered to be? Do I owe you any face?”

“You…”

Ouyang Tuo nearly spewed a mouthful of old blood. He had not expected Chen Yuan to be so dismissive, openly insulting him. If this had happened before,

he would have definitely taught the other party a lesson.

However, having witnessed the burst of strength Chen Yuan exhibited just now, he chose to endure.

“Demon Sword Chen Yuan, after all, Young Master Yun Han is a direct descendant of the Yun Family. It’s better to let it go than to stir things up.”

“To stir or not to stir, since when is it your place to tell me how to conduct my affairs? If you don’t leave now, I will slay you as well!” Chen Yuan snorted coldly, showing no respect whatsoever.

“You…”

“Demon Sword Chen Yuan, what if we all ask for mercy together?”

A series of voices rose up, and four figures from the high platform landed beside Ouyang Tuo. They were all martial arts experts from Jianghu who wanted to make good relations with Yun Han and hence stepped forward.

This was a good opportunity. If they could align with the Yun Family, it would be extremely beneficial for them and their respective forces.

“Do not push people too far, Demon Sword Chen Yuan; let it go,” an elder implored, stroking his beard lightly.

Perhaps in his view, with a group of people speaking up, Chen Yuan would have no choice but to stay his hand, but they did not know that in Chen Yuan’s eyes, they were merely ants.

Can a strong warrior be bound by ants?

No.

And so, he died.

He was turned into a mist of blood with a single punch by Chen Yuan, falling right onto Yun Han and the others.

“Whoever dares to step up will die!”

A punch killed without care for their reaction, as silence once again enveloped the scene.

The remaining few all summoned their Gang Qi, their gazes hesitant whether to stay or leave.

On the ground, Yun Han chuckled and said,

“Good, truly worthy of the name Demon Blade, fierce and murderous indeed. But you won’t kill me today.”

“Is that so?”

“Uncle, show yourself.”

Yun Han smiled confidently and crushed a Communication Sound Talisman in his hand.

The next moment, a terrifying aura approached rapidly, covering the entire martial arts field from afar. A middle-aged man clad in Qing clothes, wielding a long sword, stood in the void.

This man’s presence was powerful, even stronger than Gu Chun, whom Chen Yuan had met previously; a square-faced, long-haired man tied up, exuding the demeanor of a Grandmaster.

“Han’er, do you now realize that there are heavens beyond this heaven, and people beyond this person?”

The Qing-robed man watched him with a smile.

He was not particularly angry about Yun Han’s failure. Walking in Jianghu was like this, needing to face setbacks. Although encountering such significant setbacks just upon entering Jianghu might seem bad, it was also a good thing.

“Nephew understands, thank you for your trouble today, uncle,” Yun Han said as he struggled to stand up and bowed towards the figure in the void.

With the Grandmaster making his presence known, Ouyang Tuo and the other Jianghu martial artists who had stood out felt reassured. No matter how powerful Chen Yuan was, he could not possibly defy a Grandmaster, and they might even earn Yun Han’s friendship through this.

As for the person who had just died, he was naturally forgotten.

No one would remember him.

Lady Xu, under her black veil, looked somewhat anxious and quickly focused her eyes on Chen Yuan, not just her but Han Yu and Ouyang Zhi did the same.

All of them turned their gazes toward her, with Han Yu and Lady Xu also worried, fearing the Grandmaster might vent his anger on Chen Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan showed no fear at all and remained composed.

“Brother Chen, what do you say?”

Yun Han looked at him with a smile brimming with meaning.

It wasn’t that he had prepared a backup plan ahead of time, since originally he did not think he would lose, but rather his uncle had always been protecting him, a fact he was well aware of.

Even in defeat, he harbored no fear.

He was convinced that Chen Yuan could not kill him.

“It is nothing much.” Chen Yuan shook his head.

“Are you the Demon Sword Chen Yuan?”

The Qing-robed man’s gaze shifted to Chen Yuan, asking in a solemn voice.

His powerful aura, even unintentionally, pressed down on Chen Yuan.

“And you are?”

“Well done,” praised the Qing-robed man:

“I am Yun Hong.”

“Is everyone from the Yun Family like this? When the young ones fail, the elders step in.”

“Heh… Yun Han is a direct descendant of my Yun Family, naturally, someone will protect him. Today, you won, and I will not take action against you, but that’s about it,” said Yun Hong as he stood with his hands behind him, speaking sternly.

It seemed he did not consider Chen Yuan a threat at all.

“Then I really ought to thank you,” Chen Yuan smirked, his smile carrying a hint of disdain.

“Hmm?” Yun Hong frowned, clearly catching the other implications in Chen Yuan’s words.

“It’s a pity that Yun Han must die today, no one can change that.”

“I do not wish to kill you and tarnish the reputation of my Yun Family. But if you are stubborn, do not blame me for bullying the weak,” said Yun Hong as he surrounded himself with a murderous aura.

Chen Yuan laughed, looking straight at Yun Hong and said:

“You aristocratic families are really amusing, thinking you can force me to back down. Do you think you qualify? Today is indeed a life and death battle; we must determine the victor and the loser.

If I were defeated, would Yun Han spare my life?

Thus, today, the death of Yun Han is certain, I declare it!”

He faced Yun Hong directly, showing no sign of retreat or evasion.

Yun Han furrowed his brow, not understanding where his confidence came from, daring to speak to a Dan Realm Master in such a manner. Did he not realize the power of a Grandmaster?