"Is this... An illusion?" someone reached out and rubbed his eyes and found that the old man in blue really knelt down.
Kneeling in front of the young man Yang Xuan, his trembling bent body shows how much fear he has in his heart at the moment.
Just, will Yang Xuan let him go!?
No one can say that.
"Don''t kill me, I don''t want to die yet..." the old man in blue looked frightened and repeatedly begged for mercy. He just asked Yang Xuan to let him go.
"It''s too late. Now I''ll cut you." Yang Xuan''s voice was not loud, but it was as cold as a knife. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the skull of the old man in blue.
"Ah!" the old man in blue screamed, his skull cracked and blood splashed. The picture was really bloody, which made Zhao Mingyu and others hairy and pale.
What do you want? Pinch the head of the old man in blue!?
This is not a stone, but a living head!
Everyone felt creepy when they thought about it, and their feet were cold.
"Spare your life, no, don''t kill me, I, I''ll tell you a treasure..."
The old man in blue had blood all over his face and howled miserably in his mouth. He just felt that his skull was about to collapse and was in pain.
"Look at your courage. Forget it. I''ll be merciful and give you a good time."
Yang Xuan was full of treasures. He was not a rare treasure, but he didn''t hurt his hand any more. He took up his other hand, puffed his palm, and a head immediately flew out.
So far, the old man in blue was beheaded and his blood splashed on the spot.
"Dead, cut off the head of a strong old man in the meteoric realm!"
The heart of the crowd trembled violently and the skin of their mouth trembled. They didn''t dare to look directly at Yang Xuan. The boy was so cruel that they trembled from the bottom of their hearts.
"Hey, let''s talk to the people above. What happened?"
"It''s strange that one by one can''t move. Is it difficult to hit the fixed body spell?"
"Shit, all the miraculous medicines at the foot of the mountain have been dug up, and there is nothing valuable left. Let''s go up and have a look."
At the foot of the mountain, there was a lot of noise.
Many new warriors quickly climbed the stone steps and rushed to the crowd gathering place above. They wanted to see clearly. After all, a large group of people stayed there. This situation is really strange.
Yang Xuan''s ear was sharp. Hearing the voice below, he understood that a large number of martial arts came up, but if he hadn''t heard of it, he took out the old man in blue''s storage ring, and then glanced at Zhao Mingyu and others below: "do you want to roll down by yourself, or do you want me to do it myself?"
"Boy, let''s wait and see." after putting down a cruel word, Zhao Mingyu turned around and left. He ran fast all the way. He was deeply afraid of Yang Xuan''s pursuit.
"It''s a waste. I can hardly talk to you." Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously and glanced at the others: "don''t you have good ears? Get out of here."
"Ah, go!"
The crowd turned and ran away, one by one like a lost dog, rolling back.
"Darling, isn''t that Zhao Mingyu of xuesha sect? Why did he run down?"
"Look, not only Zhao Mingyu came down, but all the people above came down!"
"What the hell? Is there any danger up there?"
On the lower stone steps, many people saw Zhao Mingyu and a large group of martial artists retreat in panic, and their faces were all full of fear and uncertainty. They didn''t know what Zhao Mingyu and others had encountered. It looked like they were running for their lives.
"Brother Zhao, why are you here?"
A tall man in beautiful clothes with sword eyebrows and stars flashed, stopped Zhao Mingyu and asked why.
"It''s brother Wang!"
Zhao Mingyu had a good relationship with the man in Chinese clothes. He was steady and gnashed his teeth. "There was a boy on the top. His flesh was very terrible. He didn''t let us climb the mountain."
"Well, brother Zhao, are you sure you''re not kidding? A boy can stop you!?"
Wang Xiaokun was surprised. He and Zhao Mingyu were good friends and had a good relationship. He knew how strong Zhao Mingyu was. Even if he was imprisoned here, his body could kill any martial artist below the border.
But at present, Zhao Mingyu was frightened by a boy and dared not climb the mountain.
"Brother Zhao, what is that boy''s accomplishment?" Wang Xiaokun asked again.
"The sea of Qi is imprisoned here, and I can''t see his depth, but the boy''s cultivation is not much higher than his early twenties."
"Brother Zhao fought with him!"
Hearing the speech, Zhao Mingyu was silent and his face was uncertain.
How does this teach him to answer?
Is it hard to say that he was slapped by Yang Xuan not long ago?
I can''t imagine where his face would go if this matter was publicized?
When the idea turned, Zhao Mingyu thought of something and turned his head to give a fierce look to the people who later stepped back.
A group of people are not idiots. First they are inexplicable, and then they understand what. Then, no matter how the uninformed people ask below, they don''t mention it at all. They just say that there is an evil star on it and kill an old strong man who died in the meteoric realm.
"It''s impossible. A boy can kill a strong man in the meteorite realm!"
"Yes, it''s incredible!"
"If you don''t believe it, you can try it yourself, but don''t blame me for not reminding you. You''d better not try to get close to that boy, or you''ll end up miserable."
"Shit, are you so exaggerated?"
"Shit, I really don''t believe this evil. Let''s go up and have a look."
After the noise, hundreds of brave people continued to go up to find out for themselves.
……
"There, it must be the boy!"
"It doesn''t look special. It can really scare Zhao Mingyu away!"
A group of hundreds of people came to the hillside and soon saw Yang Xuan tens of meters above.
"If you don''t want to die, get out immediately."
Yang Xuan stood tall with a cold light shining in his eyes.
"What a dare!"
A powerful man with a scarred face and a tiger back was furious. He was also a strong man at the peak of returning to the same territory outside, and he was still a cruel man who killed people without blinking an eye. Who knew that before they got close to the boy above, the other party spoke wildly and scolded them to go away.
"Everyone, he must have dug up the following miraculous medicine. Let''s go together, kill him, and then divide the miraculous medicine equally?"
It was suggested that hundreds of people rushed up, enough to kill Yang Xuan.
"I agree."
"OK, that''s it."
Many people agreed.
"A group of clowns come up and die quickly." Yang Xuan''s tongue burst into spring thunder.
"Too arrogant!"
"Let''s go. I''ll take the lead. Let''s go together. I don''t believe it. Kill him."
The strong man with scar face roared and rushed up with a bright top-grade spirit knife.
"Go!"
The others were not vague. They pulled out their blades and rushed up with the scar faced strong man.
"A bunch of fools." below, Zhao Mingyu sneered.
In his opinion, no matter how many people go up, they will die without the cultivation of divine power.
"Brother Zhao, he is as strong as you say!?" Wang Xiaokun narrowed his eyes.
"You don''t know who Zhao Mingyu is. Do you think I''ll laugh with you?"
While talking, Zhao Mingyu''s eyes flashed wildly, and his heart said fiercely: "when my blood evil clan''s men and horses arrive, I will make the boy pay a heavy price."
Seeing Zhao Mingyu''s ferocious look, Wang Xiaokun was shocked and knew that his good friend might have suffered a great loss from the boy above, otherwise he would be so angry.
"Boy, go to hell!"
While Wang Xiaokun was meditating, a loud roar came from above, and then the weapon broke through the air.
"Has the war started?" the crowd was startled. Suddenly, many people stepped up quickly. Soon, they saw the shadow of people on the hillside. Countless people besieged a young man.
The young man was dressed in white and spotless, but in his early twenties. Although he was young, he had extraordinary bearing and amazing strength. It was Yang Xuan.
I saw his body flashing, like light and electricity, as fast as a startling Hong. He walked back and forth in the shadow of the sword, like walking on the ground. No one''s blade could touch a corner of his clothes, and the speed was unimaginable.
"What a terrible speed!"
Wang Xiaokun mingled with the crowd, and his face was full of surprise.
Even if the sea of Qi may not be imprisoned, his speed is just like this, but Yang Xuan can burst out this speed only by his flesh, which can be seen from his flesh.
"Speed is still the second. What''s terrible is his power."
Zhao Mingyu said, "wait and see, that group of people will soon be finished!"
"Indeed, the boy always dodges, not attacks. Once he attacks, no one will be invincible!"
Wang Xiaokun nodded. He could see that Yang Xuan didn''t show his real skills, otherwise the scar faced strong man and others would have suffered heavy casualties.
"Let''s try our best to kill them!"
"Boy, are you a fucking monkey? Don''t jump around."
"Surround him and see where he''s going?"
"Die, little rabbit."
A group of hundreds of people were teased and angered by Yang Xuan. They shouted to kill Zhentian one by one. The attack became more and more fierce. They moved towards Yang Xuan''s key point and didn''t die.
"You''re looking for death."
Seeing the roaring of knives, guns and sticks all over the sky, Yang Xuan no longer avoided. The whole person was like a tiger into a flock of sheep and killed.
Bang bang!!!
A series of dull noises sounded, and seven or eight people couldn''t escape. Together with the weapons in their hands, they were knocked out by him. They were smashed to pieces on the spot, and their blood soared. They dyed a large number of stone steps red, shocking.
"This..."
Hundreds of feet below, countless people came to check their faces.
What a powerful fighting force this is!
One man, alone, knocked seven or eight people out with one blow.
Look at the seven or eight people lying on the ground, covered with blood and dying. It''s not far from death.
"The boy is invincible. Everybody get out quickly."
The man with scar face turned crazy and left.
"Want to go?"
Yang Xuan''s eyes were like electricity, and his body jumped down like a strong wind. The thunderous roar shocked the souls of the strong man with scar face. In panic, he rolled with the trend, narrowly avoided and continued to flee downward.
Yang Xuan looked cold and pursued by lightning.