"Ha ha, one knife killed!"


    "It''s stupid to stand still and get a knife!"


    Many martial artists of Heifeng stronghold applauded and cheered.


    The bold boy finally died. Although he still felt that it was not enough to dispel his hatred, he avenged Li Bao after all, and their hearts were slightly angry.


    "Did you die like this?"


    The martial arts in Yunlan valley are collectively petrified.


    Since Yang Xuan can kill Li Bao, his strength should not be so weak, which is really incredible.


    In the noise, only Ye Feiyang and Jia Haiyun were silent.


    They felt strong and had excellent eyesight. They knew that at the moment when the sabre Qi was about to hit Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan''s body disappeared strangely.


    Yes, it''s gone. It evaporates out of thin air.


    Of course, this is the illusion caused by Yang Xuan''s speed.


    As for the others, their eyesight was too poor, and their eyes were covered by dust and fog. For the first time, they thought that Yang Xuan died under the breath of the knife.


    "Be quiet, the boy is not dead."


    This sentence came out of Jia Haiyun''s mouth.


    "What, not dead yet?"


    A group of black wind stronghold warriors are stupid.


    They didn''t think Jia Haiyun was talking nonsense. All the people quickly released their perception and searched everywhere for the trace of Yang Xuan.


    However, it is shocking that their perception can not detect any clues and life fluctuations.


    "Brother Feiyang, is he really not dead?"


    Yunlan Valley warrior asked in a low voice.


    "Well, he''s in the smoke, but I can''t detect his exact location."


    "What, even brother Feiyang can''t find out where he is!"


    More than a dozen martial artists in Yunlan valley were surprised and looked at the smoke filled area.


    "Boy, what''s the ability to hide your head and show your tail? Get out of here quickly."


    Jia Haiyun felt fully open, and it was difficult to capture Yang Xuan''s position.


    But he knew that Yang Xuan was not dead. When he spoke, he brushed it with his hand, and a strong wind blew up, sweeping away the lingering smoke and dust.


    "Not dead, that boy is not dead!"


    Except ye Feiyang and Jia Haiyun, all the people present widened their eyes.


    In their eyes, Yang Xuanfei was not dead, and there was no wound or blood on his body.


    Now I''m sitting on a boulder in the distance with a wine gourd in my hand. I''m cocking my legs and pouring and drinking myself. I can''t say how natural and relaxed I am.


    "The boy is drinking there!"


    The martial artist of Heifeng stronghold was surprised and his face was full of anger.


    This is how arrogant, simply did not pay attention to them, and it is also an indescribable disregard for Jia Haiyun.


    "Boy, your sin is unforgivable."


    Jia Haiyun only felt that he had been greatly humiliated. His face was distorted and ferocious.


    Yang Xuan didn''t think so. He didn''t look at Jia Haiyun. He lifted his neck and drank the wine in the wine gourd. Finally, he smacked his mouth very happily.


    "This boy is so domineering!"


    Among the martial artists in Yunlan Valley, the only two women shine in their eyes.


    Although Yang Xuan didn''t say a word, they were dazzled by the pride revealed by his gestures.


    They can''t believe that this brilliant young man in white is really only 17 or 18 years old.


    "Good wine!"


    Ye Feiyang was not old, but he was also very good at wine. Smelling the strong smell of wine, he knew that the wine gourd in Yang Xuan''s hand was filled with rare wine. He couldn''t help praising it.


    "Meeting is fate. I''ll give you a pot."


    When Yang Xuan threw it away, a wine gourd cut through the void and came to Ye Feiyang in an instant.


    "What a fast speed!"


    Ye Feiyang was shocked and hurriedly reached out to grab the wine gourd and used the unloading skill.


    He felt very strong and found that the wine gourd contained a dark force. If he didn''t remove the dark force, the dark force would explode on the spot and blow the wine gourd to pieces.


    Bang!


    With a muffled sound, the wine gourd accurately fell into his hand. Ye Feiyang''s body trembled slightly and then stabilized, and the wine gourd didn''t break.


    "Good skill, brother."


    Yang Xuan smiled and reminded: "when you drink this wine, you will have alternating cold and heat in your body. The wine has great strength. You have to drink it slowly."


    "Thanks for the wine, brother."


    Ye Fei nodded with a smile, took off the gourd stopper and was ready to taste it.


    "Brother Feiyang, never." a martial artist in Yunlan Valley hurriedly said.


    "Why not?" Ye Feiyang frowned.


    "Hehe, he was afraid that I would poison the wine." Yang Xuan smiled calmly.


    "My brother and I have no grievances in the past and no hatred recently. Is it necessary for my brother to poison?"


    "Ha ha, I''m not sure."


    "It doesn''t matter. If you don''t taste such good wine, you''ll regret death."


    Ye Feiyang waved his hand, picked up the wine gourd and poured a big mouthful into his mouth.


    Wine is a double heaven of ice and fire. It is unique in the imperial tower. Naturally, it is a good wine.


    Here, many martial artists of Heifeng stronghold look dull.


    Even Jia Haiyun was stunned. He just tried to stop the wine gourd thrown by Yang Xuan, but he was helpless to find that he couldn''t keep up with his speed. He could only watch ye Feiyang taste the wine.


    "One move, you have two left."


    Suddenly, a voice as light as a breeze came, which changed Jia Haiyun''s face.


    He turned to stare at Yang Xuan and asked tentatively, "boy, you are honest. Are you from the ancient region?"


    The ancient continent has a vast territory, and no one can tell how big it is.


    But there is one place, as everyone knows, that is the ancient region.


    It is an eternal region, both a forbidden area and a gathering place of talents.


    In the ancient region, there will be a wave of reincarnation every once in a while. As long as you can resist it, the spirit will grow and the talent will be improved. A large number of martial artists will pour into it every year.


    Yang Xuan''s cultivation of returning to the same territory for the first time has such abnormal strength. If it''s not from the ancient region, no one believes it.


    "Ancient region? Where is that?"


    Yang Xuan''s sword eyebrow was raised, but he thought to himself, "this ancient region may be the central region, and there are fragments of reincarnation Wu soul in the legend."


    "You don''t even know the ancient region!"


    Jia Haiyun was surprised.


    Yang Xuan didn''t know that the wasteland still made sense. After all, the wasteland was only a small place in the final analysis, but he didn''t even know the famous ancient region, which was really unreasonable.


    "Brother, haven''t you heard of the ancient region?"


    Ye Feiyang was also surprised.


    "I heard it for the first time."


    “……”


    The martial arts of Heifeng stronghold and Yunlan valley are speechless.


    Who is this? I don''t even know the ancient regions that are famous all over the world, and I don''t know where he came from.


    "Is this son!?"


    At this time, Jia Haiyun thought of something and said, "are you from Outland?"


    "What, this boy is from Outland!"


    "How many years, almost 100000 years. No one in our ancient continent can come from Outland."


    "Yes, the empty passage between Outland and our ancient continent is sealed. We can''t get out and people outside can''t get in."


    The crowd exclaimed.


    "Outland?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkled and thought that Outland probably meant the holy world.


    But he didn''t mean to expose his identity. Instead, he said, "I have lived in the depths of the great wilderness mountains since I was a child. I don''t know where you mean Outland."


    "Are you kidding? There are countless wild animals in the wild mountains. It''s very dangerous. It''s good if you can pick some magic medicine in it. What else do you say that we have been living in it since childhood? Are we fools?"


    A martial artist of Heifeng stronghold sneered.


    "Have you ever entered the depths of the great wilderness mountains? Do you know what exists inside?"


    With a contemptuous smile, Yang Xuan jumped down from the boulder and said to Jia Haiyun, "that''s all the nonsense. You''d better show all your skills, or you''ll die after two moves."


    "I don''t believe I can''t kill you if I talk big."


    Jia Haiyun was enraged. He rose in the air and cut off with a fierce knife.


    Boom!


    Yang Xuan was shrouded in the sky by the explosion of sabre Qi.


    This is a secret skill. Fire and rain cover a huge area, covering an area of 100 feet.


    Jia Haiyun believes that under this move, Yang Xuan can''t hide.


    Unfortunately, he was wrong.


    Yang Xuan''s blood wings spread and his body shape disappeared instantly.


    Bang bang!!!


    A lot of sabre Qi fell, leaving the earth full of holes and sand flying violently.


    Many martial artists of Heifeng stronghold didn''t speak up this time. Because they had learned from the past, they didn''t dare to determine whether Yang Xuan was alive or dead.


    "Impossible, you can avoid such an attack!"


    Jia Haiyun seemed to find something and exclaimed.


    "You have one last move left."


    An indifferent voice came, and the people looked up. They found that Yang Xuan had reached a height of tens of meters.


    At his double ribs, a pair of blood-colored giant wings spread out in the air, seven or eight meters large, flashing with flirtatious blood light.


    "A pair of bloody wings, what!?"


    "Wu soul, it must be some kind of powerful animal Wu soul!"


    A group of martial artists of Heifeng stronghold yelled.


    "You are not a martial spirit!"


    Jia Haiyun narrowed his eyes and his voice was full of strong shock and fear.


    Not to mention how strong Yang Xuan''s strength is, he can always be invincible only by this pair of strange blood colored giant wings.


    "Don''t be surprised. Come on."


    Yang Xuan slightly lowered his head and looked down at Jia Haiyun. His voice was not loud, but Jia Haiyun trembled both physically and mentally.


    He had a feeling that if he still couldn''t do anything about Yang Xuan, he would die here and be killed by the strange boy in white above.


    At this moment, the whole audience was silent, and everyone felt the kind of self-esteem confidence from Yang Xuan''s words.


    "No, I must go, or I will die."


    For a short time, Jia Haiyun was afraid. He turned and ran away. He ran fast, regardless of the lives of many companions.


    "If you want to go, do you think it''s possible?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes were cold, as if he had expected Jia Haiyun to escape. He took out a long sword and cut it out across the air.


    Shua!


    A huge golden sword Qi flew across the sky and suddenly crossed a distance of hundreds of feet. Just listening to the roar, Jia Haiyun didn''t even have time to scream. He was instantly killed by the sword Qi.