A group of more than a dozen people, each with extraordinary appearance, led by a handsome young man, tall and straight, dressed in white, spotless, jade tree facing the wind.
His age is similar to that of Jia Xinming, but his cultivation is higher than that of Jia Xinming. He has reached the triple heaven of heaven and man, and his eyes are bright and divine.
"Chu Tianpeng, you''re here at the right time. This son killed my Qingyun sect disciple. I..." before Jia Xinming finished speaking, Chu Tianpeng interrupted: "you Qingyun sect and others have any grudges. Don''t tell me in detail. In short, it''s forbidden to fight in Ziyang Zongfang. Whoever dares to disobey will be pardoned."
While talking, he walked lightly, exuding a dignity inconsistent with his age. He must have a high status in Ziyang sect, otherwise he could not have such momentum.
Hearing the speech, Jia Xin showed his displeasure, but who made them less powerful than Ziyang sect? He can only vent his anger on Yang Xuan, "boy, unless you don''t leave here, I will cut you."
"It''s ridiculous. A mole ant dare to threaten to take my life. If I don''t look down on you, I''ll kill you with a fist." Yang Xuan disdained.
"Madman, what are you talking about?" Jia Xinming became angry with shame. His green veins showed on his forehead. He was mad. The three Qingyun sect disciples behind him also looked green and were awe inspiring.
"Don''t bark here like a dog. Don''t you want to kill me? I''ll give you a chance." Yang Xuan said, offered a medium-grade flying sword and went up in the air with a whoosh, but he didn''t fly far. He was hundreds of feet high outside the square city, obviously preparing to fight Jia Xinming.
Many onlookers were surprised when they saw this. Yang Xuan was also bold. One day, the martial artist in Renjing shook his head and said, "this son is looking for his own death. He is only the cultivation of Vientiane jiuchongtian. Jia Xinming has the cultivation of tianrenjing erchongtian. In addition, Jia Xinming is also the core disciple of Qingyun sect. He has a unique skill and can kill enemies beyond his level. He is absolutely the pride of heaven."
"Kid, you''re killing yourself." Jia Xinming was stunned. He stepped on the ground with his feet and roared into the sky. He stood seven or eight meters away from Yang Xuan.
"Come and fight, I said, kill you with one punch." Yang Xuan''s eyes shot two cold lights.
"Something that doesn''t know how to live or die!" Jia Xinming''s face is ferocious. He has never been so angry. He is also an expert in the double heaven of heaven and man. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan, the boy of the nine heaven of the Vientiane realm, didn''t pay any attention to him. He still made bold remarks in full view of the public, claiming to kill him with one punch.
This is beating him in the face with words. If he doesn''t kill Yang Xuan today, he will have no face to see anyone in this vast eastern region in the future.
"It''s just a waste of jiuchongtian in Vientiane territory. I can kill him with a sword without the help of senior brother." three Qingyun sect disciples came to Jia Xinming with flying swords. They all have the highest cultivation achievement in Vientiane territory. Although their cultivation achievement is not as good as Jia Xinming, they think they can kill Yang Xuan.
"You''d better go together to save me from killing one by one." Yang Xuan said lightly. With his current strength, not to mention ordinary martial artists in heaven and man, even in the face of the top experts in heaven and man, he was confident to fight one by one.
"One person challenges Jia Xinming''s four people. This son is crazy!"
"Hum, he is looking for death."
"It''s not. With his cultivation of jiuchongtian in Vientiane territory, let alone deal with Jia Xinming, even Jia Xinming''s three younger martial brothers are difficult to deal with."
In the city, many people whispered that Yang Xuan was bound to die, while Chu Tianpeng raised his mouth slightly. He practiced a powerful Qi watching skill and saw Yang Xuan''s extraordinary. He could not decide the victory or defeat of the war before the war.
"Elder martial brother, this boy is so hateful. I''ll kill him now." a short haired youth at the peak of Vientiane state angrily said.
"Go ahead, but don''t kill him. Capture him to me. I''ll torture him with the cruelest means in the world and make him beg for death. Otherwise, it''s hard to get out of his heart." Jia Xinming gnashed his teeth.
"Don''t worry, elder martial brother. I''ll catch him now."
While talking, the short haired youth rushed out with his sword and grabbed Yang Xuan''s right arm. His fingers pierced the void and pointed sharply.
This is the secret skill of Qingyun sect. Breaking stone claw is not very powerful, but once caught, it will hurt his heart and completely lose his resistance. He used this move to catch Yang Xuan''s right arm, which is obviously ready to capture Yang Xuan.
"One punch to get you on the road." Yang Xuan spit out a few words.
Hearing this, many people in the city shook their heads and thought he would lose.
This is also normal. The short haired youth is an inner disciple of Qingyun sect and has the peak cultivation of Vientiane realm. He is more than enough to deal with Yang Xuan without any suspense.
Yang Xuan looked indifferent and stood still. When the other party rushed close, he waved his right fist and met the claw enough to wear the golden crack stone.
"Bang!"
The sound of fist and claw attack was very loud, like a thunderclap, which spread all over the square city. In this loud noise, everyone was tongue tied. I saw that the right metacarpal bone of the short haired youth was broken inch by inch, even the right arm was broken, blood splashed, and the short haired youth also opened his mouth and screamed.
However, as soon as the cry came out, it suddenly stopped, because his chest had been pierced by Yang Xuan''s fist, and the whole man flew out with a roar, and blood rained.
"Vulnerable!"
Yang Xuan stood with his fist closed, his clothes floating, and stood there calmly, while the young man with short hair flew more than ten meters upside down and fell to the ground, dead on the spot.
"How is that possible?"
"It''s terrible. One punch killed an inner disciple of Qingyun sect."
"Who on earth is he? Why has he never heard of him? When did such a peerless arrogance appear in our eastern region?"
"This boy is very familiar. He must be a disciple of a big sect in the other four domains."
Many people were shocked by Yang Xuan''s fighting power. Just a martial artist of jiuchongtian in Vientiane territory, he accidentally killed a genius of Qingyun sect at the peak of Vientiane territory with a careless punch, which really made people feel ups and downs and difficult to calm down.
"This son''s body is really terrible. Although he didn''t use real yuan in his fist just now, the power of one fist is at least 5000 Jin." a strong man with seven heaven and earth narrowed.
Hearing the speech, many people were surprised again. It was too abnormal. One punch could burst out a force of 5000 Jin, which means that Yang Xuan can kill martial artists below heaven and man only by his flesh. If Zhenyuan is urged, I''m afraid ordinary martial artists in heaven and man will also hate in his hands.
"Little beast, dare you kill my younger martial brother!?" Jia Xinming returned to his senses, his face was shocked and angry, and he was shocked by Yang Xuan''s strong body.
To tell the truth, he is far less than Yang Xuan if he competes with the flesh, but he is not afraid, because he is an expert in the dual heaven of heaven and man, and has cultivated the unique skills of Qingyun sect. If he goes all out, he is confident that he can kill Yang Xuan.
"Come and fight if you want revenge." Yang Xuan said impatiently, showing his invincibility.
"Go to death." Jia Xinming roared angrily. He stepped out a few steps and burst out with unparalleled speed. He appeared in front of Yang Xuan and launched a fierce attack on him.
"So fast, this should be the empty step of Qingyun sect?"
"Well, that''s right. Only moving empty can have this speed."
"Hey, hey, that boy is dead now."
"That''s for sure. Jia Xinming is extremely talented. He is also a famous genius in our eastern regions. The boy challenges him and is doomed to failure."
Many people marveled and thought Yang Xuan''s end was miserable, but as they spoke, their eyes widened and swallowed all the words behind them.
I don''t know when, Yang Xuan''s ribs burst out a pair of bloody giant wings, which were quickly dodging Jia Xinming''s attack.
Shua Shua!
His speed was so fast that he seemed to turn into countless blood shadows. Although Jia Xinming''s fists and feet constantly destroyed the blood shadows, everyone knew that they were remnants.
"What are those wings? They are invincible!"
"It should be a kind of martial spirit."
"Yes, it''s definitely a heavenly martial spirit, otherwise it''s absolutely impossible to avoid the empty step of Qingyun sect!"
The crowd talked, and many of them thought that Yang Xuan had awakened a powerful heavenly martial soul.
"Elder martial brother, which one is stronger or weaker?" at this time, looking at Yang Xuan constantly avoiding Jia Xinming''s attack, a disciple of Ziyang sect asked Chu Tianpeng.
"Jia Xinming''s defeat is settled!" Chu Tianpeng asserted.
"Why, how can Jia Xinming say that he also has the cultivation of double heaven in human environment!"
"Cultivation can''t decide everything. The boy awakened his powerful martial spirit. The speed is incredible. He was invincible first. On the contrary, Jia Xinming has completely lost his mind. Once his yuan power is exhausted, he will not be far from death."
As soon as the voice fell, Jia Xinming''s roar came: "are you a monkey? Don''t hide."
"As you wish." with a cold drink, all the blood shadows disappeared, leaving only one blood shadow to cut through the void and rush to kill Jia Xinming, fast like a bloody lightning.
"Kill you with a knife!" Jia Xin''s bright eyes burst into a cold light. Holding a knife in both hands, he split Huashan with one move. A huge golden sword broke out and cut into the blood shadow.
This is the sky cutting sword of Qingyun sect. A supreme master can use it to cut down all the stars in the sky. It is extremely powerful.
Although Jia Xinming is only a master of the double heaven cultivation of heaven and man, the power of his sword can not be underestimated. At least for many days in the city, the martial artists of the six or seven days of man asked themselves that they couldn''t take the sword.
This is a must kill sword. Jia Xinming can even see the picture of Yang Xuan drinking blood with hatred under the sword, and a ferocious smile can''t help appearing at the corners of his mouth.
"Break it for me!"
However, Jia Xinming was destined to be disappointed. Yang Xuan was extremely overbearing. He opened his mouth and spit out a crazy drink. He raised his hand and exercised the smashing fist. This is the inheritance secret skill of the strong in ancient times. It is much stronger than many heaven level secret skills. With one blow, he smashed everything and had amazing destructive power.