"What a gorgeous treasure boat. Is it the best spirit boat?"
"It must be. I just don''t know that the great man came and came in the best spirit boat."
"Could it be that the leader of ethereal magic mansion and wind Thunder Valley came in person!?"
As soon as the flying boat appeared over Xiaoyao Island, it attracted the attention of many Xiaoyao martial artists. One by one, they were shocked by the gorgeous appearance of the flying boat and thought it was a big man coming.
This is also normal. Lingzhou is a scarce thing in Dongming sea area. Only their Xiaoyao sect, as well as the ethereal fantasy house and wind and Thunder Valley are so precious.
Yang Xuan looked indifferent and ignored those Xiaoyao sect martial artists below. He controlled Feitian boat to slow down and flew all the way to the main peak of Xiaoyao sect.
However, before flying far, several people stepped into the air and intercepted the flying boat.
"Who dares to break into the important place of our Xiaoyao Mountain Gate? I don''t report the name taboo." the speaker is an old man in red who has the highest cultivation in the world one day.
Behind him, five people stood side by side. Each of them had the cultivation of heaven and earth, and the highest reached the eightfold heaven of heaven and earth. I think these five people should be the elders of Xiaoyao sect.
"Yang Yan, as soon as you break up, where is the wind in summer? Come out to meet you quickly." a cold voice rang through the world. The flying boat disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a handsome young man in a black cloak.
The young man was Yang Xuan. He carried his hands and a pair of bloody giant wings gently fanned on his ribs, making him stand steadily in the void.
"A pair of bloody wings!" below, many Xiaoyao Zongwu people were stunned, followed by anger. Some people shouted: "where did you come from, you don''t understand the rules at all. How dare you call our leader''s name?"
"Young man, who are you? Why are you looking for the leader of Xiaoyao sect?" the old man in red asked with a gloomy face. His name is Feng Kaiming. He is an elder of the inner gate of Xiaoyao sect. His cultivation is only lower than Shi Wenbin. He is also a big man in the inner gate of Xiaoyao sect. It can be said that he has the greatest power except the leader Xia Houfeng and the elder Shi Wenbin.
"Didn''t I tell you? My name is Yang Yan. I''m a private practitioner." Yang Xuan looked calm, glanced at Feng Kaiming and said, "as for what you''re doing here, it''s very simple. Come and compete with Xia Houfeng."
As soon as these words came out, tens of thousands of Xiaoyao Zongwu people below were all very angry.
"What are you, kid? What qualifications do you have to compete with our leader?"
"Yes, I''m really impatient."
"Two elders, kill him. This boy is too arrogant to regret his death."
Many free and unfettered martial arts masters were indignant and attacked in both words. If their cultivation was too low to fly in the sky, they would have rushed up and killed Yang Xuan. The boy was too arrogant and wanted to compete with their patriarch. Who did he think he was, the strong one in the same territory?
"It''s just a group of ants and insects. What''s their name? If you don''t accept it and bite me, you can only bark like a dog and add jokes." Yang Xuan looked down and made a crazy attitude. He gave full play to his arrogance. He didn''t talk about kicking at the door. He also mocked many free martial artists with words and beat them in the face.
"Damn it, elders, this son can''t stay."
"Catch him, cut him to pieces, cramp and skin him, or anyone will dare to ride to our Xiaoyao sect in the future."
Countless carefree martial arts practitioners have red eyes and roar repeatedly.
"Boy, you''re deceiving me. No one in Xiaoyao sect, right?" Feng Kaiming''s tongue burst into spring thunder, and a powerful pressure from the peak of heaven and man surged out, enveloping Yang Xuan.
"You only have this momentum?" Yang Xuan was arrogant. His face was as cold as ice and stone. It seemed that he had not been affected by Feng Kaiming''s momentum. He stood upright in place without moving the grain silk.
"Who the hell are you?" Feng Kaiming was moved. He was a strong man at the peak of heaven and man. His momentum was released, and even ordinary warriors in heaven and man could not bear it.
But now, Yang Xuan resisted his momentum and could speak to humiliate him.
"I''m your uncle." Yang Xuan blurted out.
"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Feng Kaiming was furious, his mouth was crooked, and he was almost crazy. Yang Xuan''s words were like slapping him in the face, and his eyes burst out fire.
"Second elder, I''ll kill this boy." a middle-aged man with six heaven and earth said to Feng Kaiming, his eyes flashing.
"Yes, but don''t hurry to kill him. Catch him for me. I''ll let him taste the cruelest torture in the world." Feng Kaiming clenched his teeth and prepared to take Yang Xuan for torture. This is also because Yang Xuan came here in the best spirit boat, otherwise he wouldn''t kill Yang Xuan. He ordered to kill Yang Xuan at the scene.
"It''s just a boy in the Vientiane realm. I''ll catch him now." as he spoke, the middle-aged man shook his arms and flew to Yang Xuan.
"I never kill nobody. Please give me your name." Yang Xuan asked lazily with no fear on his face.
"You don''t deserve to know my taboo." the middle-aged man was furious. His murderous spirit came out of his pores and swept the world, which surprised many Xiaoyao martial artists below. He knew that their elders were really angry and would kill Yang Xuan later.
"Forget it, come and fight. I hope you can take a move in my hand." Yang Xuan''s cold voice was like a knife, and his edge was impressive.
"Seek death." the middle-aged man''s face turned black and his murderous spirit climbed to the extreme. With a strong step, he came to Yang Xuan and grabbed Yang Xuan''s throat.
Seeing this scene, many Xiaoyao Zongwu people laughed and thought that Yang Xuan would die on the spot immediately.
However, at this time, a very shocking scene appeared. Yang Xuan took a pat on his blood wings, floated back with a whoosh, and even hid away.
"What!?" the middle-aged man''s face showed a look of surprise and anger. He was a carefree inner sect elder and a master of the six heaven realm of heaven and human beings. He didn''t win Yang Xuan at one stroke, especially in front of countless disciples, which immediately made him feel ashamed and his face became ferocious.
"It''s ridiculous. With your snail like speed, you threatened to catch me." Yang Xuan stabilized his body and said sarcastically.
"How dare you humiliate me?!" the middle-aged man''s eyes stood up. A medium-grade spirit knife appeared in his hand and cut it off. A sharp knife roared out and cut it hard at Yang Xuan, trying to kill him to vent his anger.
"This is our Xiaoyao sect''s Tiangang sword. The boy is dead." a Xiaoyao sect martial artist sneered.
The combination of Tiangang Dao and gang Dao is powerful enough to kill the enemy. Yang Xuan will die even if he has a great skill. At the moment, even Feng Kaiming and several inner sect elders of Xiaoyao sect think that Yang Xuan will definitely be in a different place and blood will stain the sky.
"Broken!" Yang Xuan looked like iron. He didn''t avoid it. Instead, he took the initiative to meet it. He waved his right fist without the slightest surge of real yuan, but it was like a stone breaking the sky. This was a powerful way to break thousands of laws, relying on his strong body.
With a fist, 17000 kilograms of power broke out, simple and direct, destroying everything. Just listen to the bang, the knife awn cut quickly collapsed and disappeared in the world. It was fragile and vulnerable.
"Are you a man or a ghost?" the middle-aged man subconsciously took two steps back, and a surprised look appeared on his face.
"Hell, he didn''t use real yuan just now!"
"Is his body made of iron? It''s incredible!"
"Monster, he is definitely a monster. His flesh is so abnormal that he broke Tiangang Dao with one punch!"
Many Xiaoyao Zongwu people who watched the war exclaimed that they regarded Yang Xuan as a monster.
Indeed, they can destroy their Xiaoyao sect''s Tiangang Sabre just by their flesh. Yang XuanZhen is a monster. If they hadn''t seen it with their own eyes, they would never have imagined that a boy in the Vientiane realm could break the Tiangang Sabre issued by their Xiaoyao sect''s inner sect elders without using Zhenyuan.
"Old four, retreat quickly." suddenly, Feng Kaiming shouted.
However, it was too late.
Yang Xuan''s eyes shot two creepy beams of light, suddenly dropped the killer, urged the blood wings, turned into a streamer, roared and killed the middle-aged man. The latter''s pupils contracted violently. Before he had time to respond, Yang Xuan''s fist mercilessly blasted him and beat him into a pile of meat mud.
"Old four!" Feng Kaiming screamed angrily, trembling all over.
"Let''s kill him and avenge the fourth elder." the remaining four Xiaoyao sect elders in Tianren territory were furious, and each showed a killing move to attack Yang Xuan.
"Are you afraid of group fights?" Yang Xuanhua made a blood shadow, fast as lightning, just for a moment. He not only avoided all the attacks, but also came to a tall and thin old man. He grabbed his arms with his bare hands and pulled them down hard, and the blood rained.
"Ah!"
The tall and thin old man screamed bitterly, and a pair of painful eyes protruded out.
Yang Xuan''s eyes looked like a cold star. There was no emotion in his eyes. He threw his left arm and hit his temple with an elbow. With a bang, a head burst and blood rained.
What do you mean killing people like killing dogs?
That''s it!
Seeing Yang Xuan''s rabbit rising and falling, he killed the two inner door elders of Xiaoyao sect. Many Xiaoyao sect martial arts people were frightened and trembled.
"Beast, I''m going to cut you alive." Feng Kaiming roared, slashed with a long sword in his hand, sent out a cold sword Qi, took the power of freezing all things, and lightning cut at Yang Xuan.
"Kill!" the other three Xiaoyao sect elders roared, and they all killed the killer. At one time, three lights intertwined and roared towards Yang Xuan.
"War puppet!" Yang Xuan''s heart moved, and the war puppet was integrated with the flesh. Strands of dazzling golden light gushed out of his body and spread on his body like ripples, making earth shaking changes in his whole person, like a golden armor God of war who stood proudly in the world, majestic.
Boom!
At this time, bright lights came, and the energy fluctuated violently. They exploded on him and flew him tens of meters away.