"Little rabbit, you deserve to die."


    Ji Hu was angry and her eyes were ferocious blood red.


    In public, he was repeatedly despised by a yellow mouthed child. The other party even spoke wildly and asked if he had finished explaining his last words.


    This is a great humiliation for him. Who can bear it.


    "It seems that this is your last words. In this way, I will give you a pleasure."


    The voice was still there. Yang Xuan pulled out his sword and swept over at top speed.


    "The mantis stands in the way."


    Ji Hu sneered.


    Although Yang Xuan''s speed was very fast, he didn''t pay attention at all. He just stood still and waited for Yang Xuan to come to the door and die.


    Many people present shook their heads when they saw Yang Xuan''s move.


    This boy of unknown origin is so stupid that he thinks he can kill Ji Hu first.


    However, at this time, everyone was surprised and saw that Yang Xuan suddenly disappeared.


    Yes, it''s gone!


    Without any warning, it''s like evaporation out of thin air.


    "Where are the people? Why are they gone?"


    "I don''t know, perception can''t be found."


    "Is it an invisible soul?"


    The crowd was surprised and released a perceptual search.


    "Stealth!"


    Here, Ji Hu''s eyes were cold and quickly released his divine knowledge to check. Unfortunately, she couldn''t catch any clues.


    Suddenly, a strong crisis came, which made Ji Hu''s hair explode, and she felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake.


    The next moment, a sword light burst out in front of me.


    Ji Hu''s pupil shrinks suddenly and quickly supports her body protection power.


    Rao is so, but he still can''t stop the sword light.


    The sword light was like the blade of the God of death. With an indestructible and fierce momentum, it severely broke his protective power and pierced his throat.


    "Poof!"


    A mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth. Ji Hu was as pale as death when she was struck by lightning. She roared in pain.


    "No, no way, you, are you a man or a ghost?"


    "Of course I''m human, and you''re about to become a ghost."


    A figure appeared in front of Ji Hu. Who was it not Yang Xuan?


    His eyebrows were cold. He pulled out his long sword and brought out a large flower of blood.


    "Cough..."


    Ji Hu was shaky and blood gushed from his mouth.


    He stared angrily, covered his neck with his hands, and almost exhausted his last airway: "beast, I, my young master will not let you go."


    Then he lost his luster in his eyes and fell straight down.


    In an instant, a strong man who first entered the realm of divine power with a dragon winding order fell.


    "Dead, second kill!"


    "Is this still human?"


    "It''s terrible. He must have hidden his accomplishments. Otherwise, how can he break Ji Hu''s protective power!?"


    The whole audience was in an uproar. The onlookers looked at Ji Hu, who fell in a pool of blood, and Yang Xuan, who stood with a sword, black hair flying and indifferent, all felt a thrill.


    The boy in white is too scary, especially the calmness after killing people. It seems that he didn''t kill people, but a pig and dog.


    At the moment, even Xiao Jingrong''s face changed in order to change color.


    As powerful as he was, he was also frightened by Yang Xuan''s mysterious hiding skill and a sword as fast as lightning, and his feet were cold.


    He understood that since Yang Xuan could kill Ji Hu, he could also kill him.


    He is a strong man in the double heaven of divine power. I''m afraid he will die on the spot if he can''t even touch the corners of Yang Xuan''s clothes.


    "Brother tiger!"


    "What are you doing? Let''s go together and avenge brother Hu!"


    A group of more than a dozen Ji Hu''s men shouted angrily, but although they shouted fiercely, no one dared to cross the thunder pool half a step. All their feet were as heavy as lead, so it was difficult to move half a step.


    "Killing one person is also killing, and killing two people is also killing. Since we have moved our hands, we will not leave one."


    With a cold hum, Yang Xuan swept his eyes and locked the man in black who was holding the thick rope and was going to tie Xiao yun''er up and take him away not long ago.


    "Young Xia, spare your life!"


    The man in black turned pale and hurried to beg for mercy.


    Ji Hu with his head was killed by a sword through his throat. How could he defeat Yang Xuan with this cultivation.


    "Spare your life?"


    Yang Xuan raised his sword eyebrow and said coldly, "if you break your arm, I will spare you from dying."


    "This..."


    The man in black trembled.


    "Why, should I do it myself?"


    Yang Xuan''s mouth was full of sunshine.


    However, the smile looked like death smiling in the eyes of the man in black. Not to mention more people, he just felt that he couldn''t breathe.


    "I only give you three breaths. If you don''t break your arm, I''ll break your head."


    "I broke my arm, you, will you really let me go?"


    "Can I repent when so many people watch?"


    "OK, I''ll break my arm."


    "Wait, not your left arm, but your right arm with the rope."


    Hearing this, the man in black was stunned and said after a while, "I hope you can do what you say."


    With that, he tightened his eyebrows, pointed his left hand into a knife and chopped it on his right shoulder.


    "Poof!"


    A stream of blood splashed and a right arm flew out, which made many onlookers jump wildly.


    "Ah!"


    The man in black curled up on the ground, covered his broken arm and screamed. His painful face was distorted.


    "Very good. I didn''t expect you to look as timid as a mouse. You''re very tough when it comes to life and death."


    Yang Xuan nodded, his figure flashed away and came to the man in black in an instant.


    "You... Break your word!"


    The pupil of the man in black shrank and his face was frightened and angry.


    He never thought that he had broken his arm. Yang Xuan still refused to let himself go.


    "I''ve never told you shit about bullies like you."


    With a sword, Yang Xuan cut off the head of the man in black. The blood gushed three feet high at the broken head.


    "How cruel!"


    The crowd was trembling. It was a style of killing when it was said to kill. It really regarded human life as grass mustard.


    "Big brother..."


    Xiao yun''er shouted with a trembling voice.


    "Why, yun''er is afraid of me?"


    Yang Xuan turned to look at the little girl.


    "No, big brother killed bad people. Yun''er is not afraid."


    Xiao yun''er shook her head. She was just afraid of seeing blood, not afraid of Yang Xuan.


    Not only was she not afraid, there was a breath on Yang Xuan that attracted her and made her feel very warm.


    "I''m not afraid, but you''re still young. Cover your eyes. Big brother has to kill next."


    "Well, OK, big brother, be careful."


    Xiao yun''er nodded and covered her eyes with her hands.


    "Good boy!"


    Yang Xuan smiled, turned his head, glanced at more than a dozen Ji Hu''s men not far away, and pushed forward step by step.


    A total of 15 people, dressed in uniform black, had accomplishments ranging from the double heaven of the life meteorite realm to the peak of the life meteorite realm. However, when they saw Yang Xuan coming with a sword, they all regressed involuntarily and looked frightened.


    This situation and scene shocked the onlookers from the bottom of their hearts.


    Just a young man in his early twenties, relying only on the cultivation of returning to the same territory and the double heaven, he alone dealt with a group of strong people who died in the same territory, but it was like entering a deserted territory, and more than a dozen people were shocked and retreated.


    "Let''s go together, or you''ll die faster."


    Yang Xuan''s voice was not loud, but it contained a cold killing opportunity.


    He kept walking, his eyes were like electricity, and his white clothes were floating. If the God of murder came to the world, he quickly forced him to pass.


    "Damn it, I, how can we provoke such evil stars!"


    More than a dozen people are like falling into an ice cellar. They are cold hearted. The boy walking across the street is too scary. Even if they work together, they can''t compete with him.


    "Run away, go back and report to the little Lord. Only the little Lord can kill him."


    Someone shouted and immediately everyone turned and left.


    "Can you go?"


    Yang Xuan jumped up and lightning caught up.


    Poof!


    However, with one sword, the slowest man in black was cut into two pieces.


    "Let''s escape separately, or we''ll all die."


    The rest of the people were so frightened that the dead took risks that they rushed into the sky one by one and fled in several directions.


    "Leave it all to me."


    Yang Xuan was so angry that he opened his mouth and let out a long roar. The sound was like gold and stone collision. The shaking void was buzzing and trembling. More than a dozen people in black who fled were shocked and fell from the air.


    A roar suppresses more than a dozen strong people in the meteoric realm!


    The crowd is tongue tied. How terrible this means is. It makes people jump.


    "It''s over, we can''t escape!"


    A man in black howled with despair on his face. Just a word, he let them fall from the sky. How can he fight?


    "Kill!"


    Yang Xuan''s killing intention was not reduced, and his body galloped out. He waved a sharp sword in his hand and cut off one person''s head with one sword.


    "Spare your life and don''t kill me."


    "Young Xia, we all obey orders. I hope you will show mercy under the sword."


    Five people fell to their knees with pale faces. Everyone felt powerless. Their bodies couldn''t help shaking. They had never been so scared as now.


    Poop poop!!!


    A sword Qi swept out and five heads flew out with a lot of blood. This is Yang Xuan''s answer to those who knelt down and begged for mercy. It''s very hot and ruthless.


    "Devil, this son is a devil. Let''s fight with him."


    "Kill!"


    The rest of the people saw that Yang Xuan was so cruel and cruel. When they were afraid, the ruthlessness broke out in their bones. They killed each other one by one, waving their swords.


    "How dare the firefly compete with the bright moon?"


    Yang Xuan disdained it. His eyes burst with cold electricity. A sword was wielded with boundless force. Just listening to the bang, several swords were smashed on the spot, and several people who shot were also lifted up by the air wave.


    "Poof! Click..."


    Yang xuanren followed the sword, and another sword swept out. One man died miserably in an instant, and his body was broken in two together with the long knife in his hand.


    Shua Shua!!!


    Yang Xuan didn''t stop. He continued to use his sword. All of a sudden, he cut the three people''s waist. Blood and broken internal organs splashed out, making it all over the ground.


    "Demon God!"


    The crowd was cold. They all ignored Yang Xuan''s cultivation and regarded him as a demon.


    It''s terrible. The power of the boy in white is frightening. One person has a sword, and nearly ten strong people in the meteorite area are killed in the lightning and flint room.


    While the crowd was frightened, the killing was still going on. Yang Xuan was like a werewolf sheep. When he raised his sword, there must be a rain of blood and his stumps flying around.


    With such two breath Kung Fu, a group of 15 people in black died, and no one was able to be completely dead, and this area seemed to become a Shura purgatory, with a bloody smell.