Yang Xuanli stood in place and looked on coldly. He wanted to see what else Wu Yifei could do.


    "Boom!"


    Wu Yifei didn''t say a word. His body stood high in the sky. The golden light behind him was dazzling. A pair of giant wings appeared, spread their wings, and showed a very strong fluctuation of Demon power.


    The giant wings are golden and seven or eight meters large. The whole body is covered with strange scale patterns. The fire shines with unparalleled power.


    This is the natural power of their Jinwu family, Jinwu wing. Only people with pure blood can awaken. In this way, they will have Jinwu speed that is superior to their contemporaries.


    "Even golden black wings are used!"


    Many of the younger generation of Jinwu nationality jumped their eyelids. Knowing that Wu Yifei was angry, they were ready to use Jinwu speed to deal with Yang Xuan.


    In the distance, Ulu and others also looked surprised. Someone whispered, "with the speed of gold and black wings, the Terran boy named Yang Xuan has lost."


    "This son''s worship of his master is very popular. He must have unique knowledge. It''s not easy to make a rash assertion now."


    "Ulu, you brought this son into the mountain. Do you know his origin?"


    “……”


    Ulu was silent. He knew that Yang Xuan was a handsome disciple and knew nothing about Yang Xuan''s identity and background. Not long ago, he even looked down on Yang Xuan. Unexpectedly, the posture of the Terran youth was hidden.


    ……


    Over the square, Wu Yifei hit the sky with his wings, looked down at Yang Xuan and said, "Terran boy, it''s still time for you to admit defeat."


    "In my Yang Xuan''s dictionary, there has never been the word admit defeat."


    Yang Xuan smiled coldly.


    "If you don''t admit defeat, I''ll beat you to admit defeat."


    In Wu Yifei''s eyes, a pair of golden black wings burst into strong light, lifelike, and rushed down in a moment.


    Yang Xuan''s figure drifted back, avoiding Wu Yifei''s killing. At the same time, the blood light on his ribs shone, and a pair of blood-colored giant wings emerged. His whole body was cast like blood, emitting an extremely flirtatious brilliance.


    "What is this?"


    "A pair of bloody wings, is it the martial soul of the Terran?"


    "No, this is the blood clan''s talent, blood wing. This son is a blood clan!"


    The world was full of noise, and almost everyone stared.


    Some of the younger generation of Jinwu nationality who had just flown to the top of the mountain saw the bloody wings on Yang Xuan''s ribs, and their faces were also shocked.


    Even Wu Yifei was surprised and blurted out, "you are the blood wing of the blood clan!"


    "Yes, this is blood wing."


    Yang Xuan frankly admitted.


    Although the blood clan is extremely evil and bloodthirsty, there are thousands of races in the world, and those who are more evil and bloodthirsty than the blood clan are not absent. Why should he hide his head and show his tail and show his blood wings in a big way.


    "Aren''t you a Terran? How can you get the talent and magic power of the blood clan?"


    Wu Lingyan asked curiously.


    In ancient times, there were blood clans in their holy world. This is an extremely terrible race. Killing people and drinking blood were like drinking tea, but didn''t the blood clans have long been extinct?


    What surprised Wu Lingyan most was that Yang xuanming was a personal family, but he got the talent and magic power of the blood family.


    "What''s so strange? I was held by a blood clan supreme for the first time. Fortunately, I got this talent and magic power of the blood clan."


    Yang Xuan told the truth.


    "The blood clan is bloodthirsty. The blood clan supreme didn''t kill you. Instead, he first hugged you. It''s really incredible!"


    Wu Lingyan was surprised.


    When others heard Yang Xuan''s words, their faces were also a burst of surprise and uncertainty.


    A warrior of the blood clan and the supreme among the blood clan, unexpectedly had a man clan boy for the first time. No one believed it.


    But looking at Yang Xuan''s wings glittering with scarlet blood light, everyone knew that it was the blood wings of the blood family. There was no doubt that there would be no mistake.


    "Maybe it''s because I have extraordinary talent and beautiful appearance. The blood clan supreme wants to be her partner when I grow up."


    Yang Xuan smiled at Wu Lingyan, and a figure appeared involuntarily in his brain.


    It was a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman with gorgeous appearance, enchanting figure and extraordinary temperament, who turned all sentient beings upside down with a smile and a smile.


    Her beauty is natural and represents the extreme of beauty, such as the beauty carefully carved by heaven, which is full of fatal temptation, confusion and power to men all over the world.


    Blue butterfly!


    Yes, it''s the blood family''s supreme blue butterfly.


    The first time I met her in the ancient tomb, Yang Xuan was first embraced by her, got the blood wings of the blood family, and had the speed of the blood family.


    Later, as soon as I saw it in the demon emperor''s tomb, the beautiful woman flicked her fingers to kill the two supreme gods, and her style remained the same.


    Then, they met again in a barren ridge in the east of Bazhou, and a little ambiguous happened between them.


    Counting the time, it has been several months now. I don''t know whether the blue butterfly has broken through to seize the heaven with the help of half of the demon emperor''s heart after getting the original power of the war king.


    "If you are really responsible, practice hard. When you can beat me, I will be your woman. But now, you are still too weak. Maybe you will die that day."


    Thinking of the words of the blue butterfly, Yang Xuan couldn''t help but show a smile of evil charm.


    No matter whether blue butterfly has entered the realm of seizing heaven or not, he will include this beautiful woman in his account in the near future.


    "Nonsense, although you have good talent and good looks, blood clan and human clan are old enemies, and you can never be the first to support you."


    Wu Lingyan snorted. He didn''t know that Yang Xuan was thinking and didn''t believe his nonsense.


    "Believe it or not."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "The blood wings of the blood clan are powerful, but they are far from our Jinwu wings. I''ll show you what the real speed is now."


    The golden and black wings flashed, and Wu Yifei suddenly became angry. The whole person rushed to Yang Xuan like a golden lightning.


    Jinwu is extremely fast and is unique in the world. It''s really not blowing.


    A rise and fall, Wu Yifei will come boldly, like a sudden appearance out of thin air.


    "What a fast speed!"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes were cold


    "Jinwu dragon boxing!"


    Wu Yifei''s golden hair danced wildly and his eyes were frightening. He punched out another unique skill of the Jinwu family, Jinwu dragon boxing!


    The so-called Jinwu fight dragon, as the name suggests, is Jinwu fight the real dragon.


    This is a unique skill created by the ancient Jinwu demon emperor of their Jinwu family. It shows how powerful it is when they killed a demon emperor of the real dragon family.


    In fact, this unique skill is much more powerful than Jinwu tearing the sky, and Wu Yifei has just learned it.


    Rao is so. The destructive power of one blow should not be underestimated.


    Yang Xuan had the illusion that he was now a dragon and was about to be crushed by a fist.


    Yes, crush it!


    This fist contains the profound meaning of martial arts and seems to be able to suppress nine days and ten places.


    "This son is really determined to defeat me. He even showed such a powerful unique skill!"


    Yang Xuan sneered in his heart. When his body retreated, he was not afraid. One punch hurt the door and opened the door. His whole body''s blood was like a flood opening the gate, surging to the Lao palace point in his right hand.


    This is where the door was hurt. Qi and blood rushed into it and immediately changed qualitatively, which made Yang Xuan feel like he could punch a hole in the sky with one punch.


    "Can you hide?"


    When Wu Yifei saw Yang Xuanfei retreat, he thought he was afraid. Suddenly, he clapped his wings, and even people rushed with their fists and hit him hard.


    "Broken bones fist!"


    Yang Xuan''s strength is far superior to his accomplishments, but so far, it seems that the secret skill of close combat is only broken bones fist.


    But that''s enough.


    This boxing skill may be far inferior to Jinwu dragon boxing, but supplemented by the blood power contained in the wounded door, it is enough to break out earth shaking lethality.


    There was no superfluous nonsense. He swung his arm and hit it. One punch instantly exploded in the world, pneumatically moved mountains and rivers, and forcibly shook Wu Yifei''s Jinwu dragon boxing.


    Boom!


    Just like the earth broke, a deep pit appeared, and the whole square almost collapsed, setting off a towering storm.


    "Be careful!"


    "Go back!"


    In a burst of screams, all the people on the convex rock flew back. There were more than a dozen unlucky ghosts who had low cultivation and retreated slowly. They were swept out of the sky by a strong wind on the spot, splashing blood all over and howling and screaming.


    "These two perverts!"


    Wu Lingyan stuck out her tongue and stood up in the sky, looking at the square with smoke and dust.


    Others stabilized and looked to the battlefield.


    At this look, everyone showed an incredible color. After the smoke and dust dispersed, the two figures stood in the air, about a hundred feet apart. It was Yang Xuan and Wu Yifei.


    The two fought each other and were all injured again.


    But Yang Xuan was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his clothes were ragged, and there were not many wounds on his body.


    Wu Yifei is different. His blonde hair is messy, his body has countless wounds, and red blood gushes out constantly, which is very eye-catching.


    Just this once, stand high and make a judgment.


    "Damn it, who the hell is this son? His strength is so strong!"


    Many younger generations of Jinwu nationality have become restless.


    They were the leader of the younger generation of the Jinwu nationality. After using the Jinwu wings and Jinwu dragon Boxing at the bottom of the box, they still lost in the hands of a youth of the human race in heaven and man.


    Although Wu Yifei suppressed the divine power in order to be fair in the first war and could not give full play to the power of Jinwu wing and Jinwu dragon boxing, he was indeed not the enemy of Yang Xuan in the same war.


    "Shame, Wu Yifei, aren''t you always crazy? Why can''t you even deal with a man?"


    A young man of Jinwu nationality who had just entered the realm of divine power shouted angrily.


    "Shut up."


    Wu Yifei roared wildly, and his handsome face became a little distorted.


    In public, he was seriously injured by a man''s youth, which was a great humiliation for him. He just felt that his lungs were about to explode.


    "Yes."


    Yang Xuan put away his blood wings and didn''t mean to fight again. If he fought again, he would score a life and death.


    In other people''s territory, there is a generation of golden and black demon emperor. He doesn''t want to do everything.


    "What do you promise? The battle is not over yet!"


    Wu Yifei vomited a violent drink from his mouth, and a pair of golden and black wings Shua to the sky. It soared to more than ten meters, emitting a gorgeous light, and the world was blazing.