"Bastard, do you think you can kill me?"


    Pang Tianming was very angry, and the veins on his forehead jumped violently.


    As the valley leader of Panlong Valley, he has a high position and a respected status. He is flattering everywhere. No younger generation has ever dared to disrespect him, let alone point a sword at him in public.


    This made him feel angry and murderous, sweeping the world.


    Pedal pedal!!!


    The crowd retreated in horror.


    Pang Tianming''s murderous spirit was so terrible that they were cold and could not breathe freely. They stepped back one by one and propped up their body protection strength. Only in this way did they feel better.


    "Whether you can kill or not, you have to fight before you know."


    Yang Xuan stands tall, his words are deep but sonorous, and he regards Pang Tianming as nothing.


    The contempt of chiguoguo taught Pang Tianming that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.


    His whole body was murderous and climbed to the extreme. He shouted to Yang Xuan with a burst of oppression: "kneel down for me."


    "You can''t make me kneel."


    Yang Xuan seemed not to be affected by the murderous spirit and said proudly.


    "Madman, I want you to kneel down."


    Pang Tianming''s beard and hair were all open. His murderous spirit and divine power turned into invisible pressure, just like Mount Tai pressing the top, and severely suppressed Yang Xuan.


    However, Yang Xuan still did not kneel down.


    His black hair danced wildly, his eyes were as bright as electricity, his slender body stood straight like a long gun, and his long sword didn''t even vibrate for half a minute, always pointing to Pang Tianming.


    Pang Tianming was surprised and angry. He was surprised that Yang Xuan could resist his pressure. He was angry that Yang Xuan had been pointing a sword at him.


    Far away, the crowd was stunned and their hearts fluctuated. They couldn''t believe the scene in their eyes was true.


    "Don''t waste your energy. Your authority is useless to me. Come and fight."


    Yang Xuan drank with a deep voice and rose up in the air under the pressure. He stood ten feet away from Pang Tianming and was full of war.


    "Die!"


    Pang Tianming couldn''t bear it. His body was in full bloom and he killed the killer without thinking.


    Boom!


    A red giant claw fell down in the air, which was more than ten feet large. It was burning with fire, burning the void and twisting, and came down hard towards Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan was fearless and cut to the sky with a sword.


    Click!


    The Giant Claw cracked, then broke inch by inch, and finally turned into a sky flame with a bang, forming a huge red energy flow, gorgeous and eye-catching.


    Yang Xuan saw it in his eyes and suddenly had an idea. He ran the great sky burning skill to absorb all these red energy flows into his body and integrate them into the golden elixir of the sun.


    Buzz!


    The sun is moving fast and the impurities are expelled instantly, and the essence is transformed into itself.


    "How possible!"


    At this moment, I don''t know how many people shouted.


    No one expected that Yang Xuan''s sword broke Pang Tianming''s attack and absorbed those red energy flows.


    Don''t underestimate these red energy flows, which are powerful fire attributes and contain terrible high temperatures. One strand can burn financial iron, with amazing destructive power.


    However, just now, under their eyes, Yang Xuan absorbed a lot of fire power.


    Not to mention how he did it, isn''t he afraid that his body can''t bear to turn into ashes?


    "How did you do it?"


    Pang Tianming was moved.


    It was the second time he had said the same thing. He almost doubted whether he had an illusion.


    Just a young man, he could absorb his fire attribute divine power, which shocked him more than Yang Xuan breaking his attack.


    "Is this the only strength the valley master has?"


    Yang Xuan stood with his sword and spit out a word.


    "Die!"


    Pang Tianming''s palms were in unison, and the strength of his red palms immediately covered the sky and the earth. It was like a raging wave rolling out and completely covering Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan looked indifferent. The best spirit sword in his hand attacked continuously and waved it dozens of times in the blink of an eye. Each flash of sword light was accompanied by a red palm strength collapse. No palm strength could get close to him.


    What a shocking combat power!


    All the spectators were petrified. It was inconceivable that Yang Xuan could resist the crazy attack of Pang Tianming.


    "Pan Long ascends to heaven!"


    After a long battle, Pang Tianming used his killing move. A huge divine power poured out and turned into a fire dragon. His whole body was red, glittering and shining, and went to Yang Xuan town.


    "Broken!"


    Yang Xuan shouted and swung his fist.


    The reason why we use fist instead of sword is that the long sword in our hand has been burned in the battle just now.


    However, it doesn''t matter. In addition to his sharp sword skills, he also has no inferior physical attack and cutting skills. With a move of smashed bones fist combined with the profound meaning of fire, he instantly burst the void and hit the head of the fire dragon.


    "Boom!"


    The fire dragon exploded and turned into a red glow in the sky. Before these lights were swept away, Yang Xuan opened his mouth and swallowed them.


    "What kind of monster is this?"


    The crowd screamed strangely and was frightened. They didn''t treat Yang Xuan as a person anymore.


    "You..."


    Pang Tianming was so surprised that he almost fell from the sky.


    "Is there any other means? If not, it''s my turn to attack."


    Yang Xuan said.


    Pang Tianming said nothing and looked dignified.


    He has practiced for more than 3000 years. Although he has not been able to understand the supreme field for a long time, he has refined the way of fire system and realized the artistic conception of fire to the seventh level.


    Throughout the ancient continent, there are not many people who can understand the artistic conception of the seven heavy fire. In addition, the peak cultivation of his divine power realm is enough to sweep away all enemies as long as he doesn''t meet the supreme, but now he meets a boy who returns to the same territory, but he is suppressed in turn.


    "Are you poor?"


    Yang Xuan sneered, moved and jumped at Pang Tianming with a sword.


    Pang Tianming should be unlucky. If he wasn''t a fire warrior, Yang Xuan might need some effort to kill him, but he was a fire warrior, so it would be much easier for Yang Xuan to deal with him.


    The reason is very simple. Yang Xuan understood the profound meaning of fire. Unless he is supreme, he will have an overwhelming advantage over any martial artist with fire attribute.


    "Boy, you are too crazy. I don''t believe I can''t kill you."


    When Pang Tianming saw Yang Xuanchong coming, his old face became a little distorted. He bent his fingers into claws and waved out. Suddenly, five dazzling red sharp lights swept over.


    This is obviously another powerful secret skill. The five sharp lights look small, but they are like five magic weapons. With an invincible momentum, they shoot lightning at Yang Xuan.


    "Out!"


    Yang Xuan''s tongue burst with spring thunder and burst out five fists in a row.


    He didn''t use much energy, but each fist contained the profound meaning of fire and the meaning of killing sword.


    The profound meaning of fire is used to weaken the power of the five virtues, while the meaning of killing sword is used to destroy.


    There were only a few muffled sounds. The five sharp lights were smashed together and turned into red energy, which was absorbed by Yang Xuan''s body.


    "The profound meaning of fire, you should understand the profound meaning of fire!"


    Finally, Pang Tianming recognized something and shouted, "who the hell is your boy?"


    "Fight again."


    Yang Xuan didn''t answer either. He cut through the void and punched forward.


    His strength is so great that his body is unparalleled. Even if he doesn''t use yuan force, this fist can''t be countered by ordinary martial artists.


    In particular, he integrated the meaning of killing sword and the profound meaning of fire, and immediately increased the power of this fist in geometric multiples.


    "When!"


    Pang Tianming''s reaction was so unpleasant that he suddenly took out a spirit knife to resist Yang Xuan''s lightning fast fist.


    However, in the collision between the fist and the knife, the best spirit knife in his hand was broken in two, and his whole person was shocked out by a huge force like a mountain collapse and tsunami, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood.


    "The valley leader was hurt!


    All martial artists in Panlong valley are stupid.


    Even Xiao Jingrong felt creepy. It was better than their leader of Panlong valley. He couldn''t beat Yang Xuan. He was hurt by his fist.


    "If you dare to hurt me, I want you to be destroyed."


    Pang Tianming roared, then stabilized his body and was full of murderous anger.


    "Do you still think you can kill me?"


    Yang Xuan sneered.


    "I..."


    Pang Tianming was shocked. He was really not confident that he could kill Yang Xuan.


    "It seems that you are afraid. Anyway, I won''t play with you."


    The voice was still there. Yang Xuan''s body swayed and disappeared from the air.


    "Valley master, be careful. It seems that this son has cultivated a powerful stealth secret skill. Even the divine sense can''t find out where he is."


    Xiao Jingrong said a word to remind.


    "Stealth secret!"


    Pang Tianming frowned. When he came, Ji Hu was dead, so he didn''t know that Yang Xuan would be able to hide the secret art, but no matter how strong the secret art is, it can''t isolate the fluctuation of breath.


    Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "the mystery of fire and the secret of invisibility, you are Yang Xuan!"


    "What, he is Yang Xuan!"


    "How can it be? Let alone cultivation, his appearance and age are completely inconsistent with Yang Xuan."


    "Yes, it is said that when Yang Xuan was seventeen or eighteen years old, his accomplishments were only the beginning of his return."


    "It''s him, it must be him. Don''t forget, that boy has understood the profound meaning of fire and cultivated a powerful space secret."


    "But they look completely different!"


    "What''s the matter? He estimates it''s Yi Rong."


    When the crowd was noisy, Pang Tianming was afraid. He turned and fled outside Wuling city.


    "Escaped!"


    The crowd was as numb as a chicken. Is this really the valley leader of Panlong Valley? He retreated without fighting.


    "Since you recognize my identity, I have nothing to hide. Die."


    The sound of indifference echoed in the sky. Yang Xuan appeared behind Pang Tianming and stabbed him with purgatory sword.


    "No..."


    Pang Tianming was terrified and tried his best to avoid.


    However, it was too late.


    With a puff, his protective power was broken and his vest was pierced by the purgatory sword. At the same time, the profound meaning of fire and the killing sword were intended to ravage his body wildly and burn his internal organs into slag.


    "Ah!"


    Pang Tianming screamed. He struggled in the air and stopped moving. His eyes were gray.


    A sword is just a sword. The valley master of Panlong Valley, a strong man at the peak of the divine power realm, was killed.


    Murderer, Yang Xuan!