"Are you dead?" cried a carefree warrior.
"There is no doubt that he will die. Under the siege of elder Feng, even if he has three heads and six arms, he is not likely to live."
As soon as he said this, someone exclaimed, "it''s impossible. He didn''t die!"
"How could this happen? He''s really not dead. What the hell is the metal material on his body?"
"It should be a kind of body protection secret treasure, if not a kind of body protection martial soul!"
Many Xiaoyao followers of martial arts were shocked and stared at Yang Xuan one by one. In their eyes, Yang Xuan was now covered in golden armor. Even his hair and blood wings on his ribs became bright gold metal. He didn''t look like a human at all. It was very strange.
"A group of waste, is that all you have?" Yang Xuan ignored all kinds of voices and looked at Feng Kaiming opposite with a pair of golden eyes.
"What''s this on you?" Feng Kaiming looked very dignified and asked.
"This is a war puppet, which can double my physical defense and strength." Yang Xuan said in vain, and hit it with a bang.
"Get out of the way." Feng Kaiming roared and hurried back. The remaining three Xiaoyao sect elders also retreated one after another.
"Can you hide?" Yang Xuan burst out like a golden dragon, roaring out and rushed to the three Xiaoyao elders living in heaven and man''s territory.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three men couldn''t dodge. They all flew backwards. Everyone seemed to be hit by a mountain, with bone cracking and spasm, coughing up blood and pale face.
Hit and fly the three elders!
At this moment, the fear in the hearts of many free and unfettered Zongwu people was beyond measure. Everyone asked themselves, what would happen if that hit them?
There was no need to think about it. The answer could be seen only from their pale faces and trembling bodies.
At the moment, several elders of Xiaoyao sect, including Feng Kaiming, all felt a panic from the heart, violently sweeping their body and mind.
Yang Xuan''s fighting power was so terrible that he could burst out unparalleled power when he raised his hands and feet, which made them feel trembling and had the impulse to turn around and run away immediately.
"You guys are too weak. You''d better let Xia Houfeng do it himself." Yang Xuan laughed. Although he was young, his words and deeds showed domineering, like a young demon king.
"His body protection treasure can''t last long. Let''s kill it with all our strength!" Feng Kaiming thought that Yang Xuan''s war puppet couldn''t last long, and rushed over together with three injured elders of Xiaoyao Zongtian and Renjing.
"You''re right. My war puppet can''t last long, but it''s enough for me to kill you." Yang Xuan''s black hair danced and his fire was all open. He swung his fists to meet them and hit them heavily.
After he was integrated with the war puppet, his power was extremely terrible. Any person in the human territory would die miserably. They didn''t hum a word. Their bodies were blown up in the void, and countless flesh and blood fragments flew down, which solidified the eyes of many carefree martial artists. Some people were even scared to urinate incontinence and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise. An elder of Xiaoyao sect became a blood mist under Yang Xuan''s fist. Only Feng Kaiming was still frantically attacking. Unfortunately, no matter how he attacked, the long sword in his hand could not break Yang Xuan''s defense.
Invulnerable!
Great power!
How else?
Feng Kaiming was terrified. As he retreated, he shouted, "Lord, there is a big enemy coming. Please go out and fight."
"It''s a closed door. I''ll say that the leader of the great school can be so calm when he is beaten by the young master." Yang Xuan laughed, and his eyes locked on Feng Kaiming.
The next moment, the body turned into a golden lightning and killed the past.
"Upright son, you dare." a furious cry came from a distance, full of violent killing intention, which captured people''s soul.
"I''m not afraid of heaven and earth. Why not?" this was Yang Xuan''s response. He was extremely arrogant. He swung his hands and suppressed it like a mountain, patting Feng Kaiming.
"No!" Feng Kaiming uttered a desperate howl and reluctantly raised his arms to resist.
"After returning to the same territory, no one can compete with me. Can you stop it?" Yang Xuan took a palm and knocked on Feng Kaiming''s arms.
Peng! Peng!
Feng Kaiming''s arms were blown to pieces on the spot, and the upper part of his body became a blood mist under Yang Xuan''s terrible palm, leaving half of his bloody body falling from the sky.
"It''s your turn, Xia Houfeng, come and die quickly." with a loud cry, Yang Xuan lifted the puppet, and his arrogance ran through the world. Many Xiaoyao sect martial arts people were silent and frightened. Several Tianren sect elders of Xiaoyao sect were killed by Yang Xuan alone.
"Damn you, little beast, I''m going to boil you into oil and light the sky lamp." an angry roar and a figure came in the air, killing the sky.
This is a middle-aged man at the peak of returning to the same country. It is unknown how many years he has actually practiced. He looks about 40 years old. He is tall and magnificent in a spotless white robe.
But it was such a person who let the people under the door abduct people everywhere as mineral slaves for the creation stone on the fog hidden island.
"Are you Xia Hou Feng?" Yang Xuan asked coldly, looking at the middle-aged man not far away.
"Yes, who are you? Why did you kill the elders of our sect? Is it easy to bully me?" Xia Houfeng was angry and awe inspiring. He hated Yang Xuan. First, Yang Xuan killed many inner sect elders of their sect. Second, Yang Xuan disturbed his closed practice.
Just now, he had touched the threshold of the life meteorite realm, and almost began to lead the thunder robbery to attack the life meteorite realm, but because of Yang Xuan''s relationship, he was on the verge of success.
"What have you done in Xiaoyao sect for more than half a year? You, the sect leader, should know?" Yang Xuan said coldly.
"What do you mean?" Xia Houfeng frowned.
"Ha ha, pretend to be confused, then I''ll tell you that I''ve killed all the people guarding the fog hidden island in your xiaoyaozong town." Yang Xuan laughed angrily. He came to xiaoyaozong for nothing else, just to do justice for heaven. This is also a good deed for many innocent civilians in Dongming sea area. His merit is boundless.
"What are you talking about? You killed Shi Wenbin!" Xia Houfeng was surprised and angry.
"Well, kill, one punch second kill."
"It''s impossible!?"
"Believe it or not, that''s all the nonsense. You have any last words to explain. If not, you can die."
Hearing the speech, many Xiaoyao sect martial artists were angry and shocked. They thought that Yang Xuan could kill even the leader of their Xiaoyao sect.
"It''s interesting. Xia Houfeng has been a monk for many years. I''m used to seeing unruly people, but it''s the first time I met such a arrogant boy like you." Xia Houfeng''s voice was cold, and suddenly there was a sword in his hand. The sword was light blue, crystal clear, emitting strong spiritual fluctuations.
"Yes, it''s actually the best spirit sword, but it''s a pity."
"What a pity?"
"It''s a pity that if you don''t have time to draw the sword, you''ll have to die in my hands."
Yang Xuan drank wildly and urged the golden elixir in the sea of Qi. A terrible golden energy poured out and wrapped around his body. His combat power soared to the realm of divine power in an instant.
"You..." Xia Houfeng suddenly changed color.
"Kill you with one punch." Yang Xuan disappeared out of thin air. When he appeared again, the man had come to Xia Hou Feng and punched through his chest.
"Poof!"
Xia Hou''s wind gushed blood, his face was like ashes, and he was unwilling to hum: "how, how can this be?"
"The patriarch was defeated by him and was killed by him!" many carefree Zongwu people were shocked. They completely regarded Yang Xuanshi as an invincible God of killing. Their hearts were filled with endless fear. Some people with weak cultivation and fear of life and death were cold hands and feet, and drops of cold sweat fell from their pale faces.
"I gave you this punch, and the next punch is to avenge those mining slaves who died in vain on the fog hidden island." Yang Xuan stared at Xia Houfeng and raised his hand with another punch.
"Poof"
The blood splashed everywhere, and Xia Houfeng was torn apart by Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan''s eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He grabbed a storage ring from the blood and flesh all over the sky.
This is naturally Xia Houfeng''s storage ring. As the leader of Xiaoyao sect, there must be countless treasures in its storage ring.
Yang Xuan sank his mind into it and found hundreds of fortune stones. In addition, there were a large number of Yuan stones and several spirit tools. There were more than a dozen secret skill scripts for the remaining skills. Although he didn''t look carefully, Yang Xuan also understood that these scripts were definitely not rubbish.
"The patriarch is dead, let''s run away." below, someone shouted, and then all the people were running away.
"Stop, who dares to act rashly? I''ll let him die without a whole body." Yang Xuan said coldly.
"What do you want?"
"You, don''t mess around. We really don''t know much about the fog hidden island."
"Wuwu..."
Many free and unfettered disciples of martial arts wanted to split their liver and gall, and the timid women even cried.
"Tell me, where is treasure of the xiaoyaozong?" Yang Xuan''s voice was not loud, but sent out a cold killing opportunity.
"Just, on the main peak of the inner gate, there is a treasure Pavilion, where most of our Xiaoyao sect''s treasures are stored." there is a trembling way of Xiaoyao sect''s martial arts master.
"Remember, justice is clear and retribution is bad. If you dare to act recklessly in the future, someone will clean you up." Yang Xuan said coldly, "get out of here."
"Let''s go." with a loud cry, almost all the disciples of Xiaoyao sect fled and just wanted to stay away from Yang Xuan, the evil god.
As one of the three major sects in Dongming sea area, there are countless natural treasures in the treasure Pavilion of Xiaoyao sect. There are as many as twenty or thirty million yuan stones alone. There are thousands of other skill secrets, and all kinds of weapons and pills are piled up into a mountain.
Yang Xuan also didn''t check carefully. He scraped all the things in the whole treasure Pavilion. He strolled around the main peak and dug away all the spirit grass in many medicine gardens. Then Shi Shi ran drove the flying boat away from Xiaoyao island.
Two hours later, Yang Xuan came to the blue sky Island, left the old man a little gold, silver and jewelry, and passed it to Hutou, an ancient qigong practice, so he drove the flying boat and left.