Life of the Sword Master Chapter 10

In the Xuanwu Tower, as Jason Yang took action brazenly, Chloe Yang and others would not continue to humiliate themselves and turned around and left.

After that, no one cared about this floor anymore and no one dared to set foot on it, for fear of provoking Jason Yang.

In their eyes, he is a madman who doesn't follow any rules at all. In his eyes, his powerful status has no binding force at all.

Even those who were originally on this floor chose to leave.

Jason Yang didn't care, he was used to it and now he could have some peace and quiet.

"The little guy has grown up. If aunt knew it, she would be very pleased." Lila Yang said with a smile.

Jason Yang:...

He was speechless.

Even though he had died once and his character had become stronger, he still felt an instinctive fear when facing Lila Yang. This fear was not terror, but more of a habit.

"Sister Ling'er, you are only a few years older than me." Jason Yang shook his head.

"So what? Even if I'm only one day older than you, I'm still your sister. Also, you better behave yourself for the next period of time. I have something to do upstairs." Lila Yang reminded.

Jason Yang nodded. The execution would be in less than half an hour, and he did not want to cause any more trouble. After all, getting the dragon's blood essence was the key for him now. It was related to his own cultivation, so he naturally cared about it.

But the tree wanted to be still but the wind did not stop. Less than a moment after Lila Yang left, a figure stepped onto this floor.

Crash...

The sound of heavy armor colliding caught Jason Yang's attention, and he subconsciously turned around to look over.

But the moment he turned around, a chill instantly swept through his body.

Murderous intent!

Jason Yang's heart tightened.

"There are many people in Shenwu City who don't know how to live or die, but you are the first one who dares to attack the powerful and wealthy. You are also the first one to throw them down from this Xuanwu Tower one by one."

That person spoke first.

His heavy jet-black armor shone coldly, and the sparse moonlight shining through it made him look even more menacing.

Jason Yang suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

He already knew the other party's purpose, which was to come for the previous incident.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, no matter who it is." Jason Yang responded.

There is no targeting without reason in the world. Since they claim to be powerful and high-ranking, and wantonly define others, the outcome today is doomed.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold under the black armor.

"Interesting. You dare to show murderous intent in front of me. Do you know who I am?" the man said slowly.

"I don't know, but since you are here because of what happened before, it must be related to one of them." Jason Yang responded calmly, tit for tat, without any cowardice.

Even though the other party's cultivation level could give him a sense of oppression, Jason Yang would never bow his head.

"You're right. Among the trash you threw away before, there is indeed a member of my Jiang family." Heijia nodded.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression darkened:

"But no matter how useless he is, he is still a member of my Jiang family. It is not your turn to teach him a lesson. As you said, you have to pay the price for doing wrong, and your price is to die."

As the man spoke, he took a step forward and his aura exploded.

In an instant, Jason Yang felt as if a mountain was collapsing in front of him. A murderous aura filled his face, making him feel as if his muscles and blood were blocked, making him extremely depressed.

"Master Dao!" Jason Yang called in his heart.

This is an absolute gap, and it is not that he can resist it just because he has a heart of iron. Moreover, this person is different from the previous Logan Yang. Although Logan Yang has the cultivation of a furnace, his will is not as fierce as this person. His will is full of killing and blood.

However, the Oliver priest did not respond at all, as if he was intentionally trying to challenge Jason Yang.

But at this moment, a figure slowly stepped in.

"Commander Jiang, please show mercy."

"He can't die."

A man in a dragon robe strode in with his hands behind his back, looking as if he could swallow up mountains and rivers.

"Greetings, Third Prince." The man in black armor quickly restrained his breath and took a step back and said.

The man in the dragon robe waved his hand slightly: "No need to be polite."

He said it casually. As for Jason Yang, he didn't even look at him.

"The third prince wants to support him?" The man in black armor frowned slightly and continued.

The man in the python robe shook his head: "He is such a lowly creature, how can I possibly support him? However, now is not the time for him to die." The third prince said slowly.

There was confusion in the black-armored man's eyes.

"He is Yang Longtu's son." The third prince added with amusement.

The black-armored man's pupils suddenly shrank and he slowly turned around, but the murderous intent in his eyes was gone, instead there was a bit more pity.

No, to be exact, it is ridiculous and pitiful, but without compassion.

"So it's him. Then let him live for a while." The man in black armor said softly, then bowed slightly to the third prince and prepared to leave.

But Jason Yang clenched his fists and his blood rushed to his chest.

Hatred burned like fire, raging in my chest.

The looks in their eyes made him hate him like crazy. He didn't understand, as a human being, why could they define his life and death so lightly.

The Third Prince noticed Jason Yang's gaze, and his brows became more playful. He walked up to Jason Yang, raised his head slightly, and looked at Jason Yang:

"This look looks fierce. But what's the use? I'm standing in front of you, do you dare to do anything?"

The third prince had an arrogant look in his eyes, a natural arrogance, and looked down on everyone.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from upstairs:

"Give him a slap."

Lila Yang returned, her voice was very cold, so cold that it could kill people.

The black-armored man's expression changed.

Even the smile on the Third Prince's face gradually froze.

Lila Yang stepped past the two people and came in front of Jason Yang.

The third prince smiled grimly: "It turned out to be Miss Ling'er. I was wondering how he had the guts to attack those people."

"However, those people are those people, and I am still me. I think even if you, Miss Ling'er, support him, he would not dare to take action. What a B@st@ard..." said the third prince, but before he could finish his words, an untimely sound fell.

Snapped!

The one who took action was naturally Jason Yang.

Jason Yang's eyes were calm as he slapped the third prince hard on the face.

Jason Yang did not hold back, and in this slap he used the maximum strength he could muster at his current Body Tempering Stage.

boom!

Caught off guard, the Third Prince was slapped away, his cheeks visibly swollen, blood flowing down, and his teeth falling out.

The same arrogant and somewhat crazy smile was still on his face, but at this moment, it was completely blurred.

"You dare to attack..." A ferocious look flashed in the third prince's eyes, and murderous intent surged like a flood, spreading out.

Even the man in black armor felt a tremor in his heart.

This is the dragon's son. Even if he is not from the Crown Prince's Palace, he is still a prince. He represents the majesty of the royal family. Who dares not to respect him?

He looked at Jason Yang with a little surprise and sneered in his heart.

From this moment on, Jason Yang's life no longer belonged to him.

He knew the Third Prince too well. He was ruthless and acted without restraint. Now that Jason Yang attacked him in public, he would be dead.

Jason Yang simply ignored it.

He believed that Sister Ling'er would not harm him. Since Sister Ling'er asked him to take action, he naturally had no worries.

"What can I do if I beat you? The Yang family doesn't dare to touch him. Go ask your father, does he dare to let him die?" Lila Yang said calmly.

But the orange cat in her arms had cold eyes at this moment.

This also proves that Lila Yang was also suppressing her anger at this time.