"Ji Changtian is nothing. I''m invincible below the supreme."


    Yang Xuan''s face showed disdain. He rushed over with a sword. The speed was much faster than lightning. His body turned into a residual shadow and jumped at a group of young talents.


    Boom!


    His hand was simple and direct. He raised his left arm and hit a smashed fist. He no longer hid his Sun Zhenyuan. A huge golden fist rushed out with a towering flame. The burning void explosion sounded continuously and was incomparable.


    "Get out of the way!"


    All the people changed their colors and dodged on both sides.


    However, there were still several people who slowed down a little, burst their bodies one by one, and then turned into ashes. Together with the spirit tools in their hands, they died with the wind and were killed by the golden fist.


    "Let''s escape separately!"


    Others had numb scalp, cold liver and gallbladder, and fled to several directions.


    Shua!


    Yang Xuan chased him, his ribs bleeding and his wings sprouting out. The speed is incredible.


    Poop poop!!!


    Several people in the party were chased by him and blood splashed on the spot under the edge of purgatory sword.


    Boom!


    He turned the Sun Zhenyuan and blew a punch with his left hand. The strength of one punch jumped out like a fireball and blasted several people into slag.


    "Is this... Still a person? He doesn''t even have the cultivation of life meteorite territory!"


    The living were frightened and their souls trembled.


    They just scoffed at Yang Xuan''s arrogance that I was invincible below the supreme. However, with Yang Xuan''s killing, they found that this young man from Outland was a powerful pervert. Killing them was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.


    "He''s too fast. Fight with him, or we''ll all die."


    Someone yelled.


    "Kill!"


    Under the roar of killing, many people gathered together and attacked Yang Xuan.


    "Broken!"


    Yang Xuan''s tongue was full of spring thunder, and his whole body was full of golden flames. It was like the birth of a sun god''s residence. Regardless of all kinds of energy fluctuations, amazing brilliance poured in, and passed by with a roar of a sword, ruthlessly killing the crowd.


    "Beast, you have committed a terrible crime!"


    "Stop, if you kill us all, the ancient continent will have no place for you."


    The whole audience roared and screamed incessantly.


    Yang Xuan was indifferent. His face was expressionless and indifferent. One sword after another was like an antelope hanging its horn. It was completely handy and very natural, but each blow was extremely fierce. It was clearly killing, but it was full of a bloody and violent beauty.


    Poop poop!!!


    A large number of blood flowers bloom, flirtatious beauty, and there are several more bodies on the ground.


    Around, a group of people fled in all directions, and several people knew they couldn''t escape at all, roaring and rushing to work hard.


    Yang Xuan looked indifferent, his body moved around, light and elegant, but his hand was extremely cruel. With each sword, a fresh life withered.


    Ah ah


    Screams came and went, but Yang Xuan seemed unheard of. He was like a high wind and killed people like harvesting weeds. Several young talents who rushed over were killed one after another, and the blood stained the earth red.


    "What kind of monster have we provoked!"


    The rest of the people were frightened and regretted the trace of Yang Xuan who came to search. The boy''s combat power was amazing and he killed people without blinking an eye. After all, it was a life, but it was like a pig and dog in his eyes.


    "Die!"


    Yang Xuan chopped out a sword, and a golden sword Qi crossed the sky like a divine awn and killed several people.


    There was a man who had only half of his body but had not died on the spot. He wriggled wildly on the ground and screamed bitterly in his mouth.


    This awakened others, and all the dead souls risked. The boy was a murderous God who regarded human life like grass mustard.


    "Run!"


    Someone screamed and fled.


    "Go, or you will die."


    Others also lost their fighting spirit and fled like headless flies.


    Never before have they been so frightened.


    A few timid people have been scared to urinate and incontinence. If it hadn''t been for the ban on flying here, they would have risen to the sky and fled here as quickly as possible.


    "A group of tujiwa dogs, you also deserve to be called genius?"


    Yang Xuan laughed.


    "Boy, you can''t die easily. If you die, you''ll go to hell."


    Someone roared, but did not dare to stop for a moment and ran fast all the way.


    "Shua!"


    Yang Xuan spread his arms, and a pair of blood wings burst out a dazzling brilliance. In an instant, he urged the speed to the extreme, and his feet ran straight up.


    "Spirit storm!"


    "Broken bones fist!"


    "Draw swordsmanship!"


    "Burning explosion!"


    Yang Xuan has already killed his red eyes. He waved his fist with his left hand and his sword with his right hand. He used all kinds of killing moves one after another, killed ten sides horizontally and crushed everything.


    Poop poop!!!


    Blood bloomed one after another, and one by one young warrior collapsed. Those who died could not die again.


    "Don''t kill me, spare my life..."


    "Yang Xuan, please raise your hand. I''ll leave Heishui cliff and never be an enemy with you."


    Seeing that they could not escape, several people were paralyzed on the ground and begged constantly. They were no longer proud of being a genius.


    In the face of death, pride is shit and worthless.


    Their only thought now is to live.


    "Don''t blame me, blame Ji Changtian."


    Yang Xuan spread his wings, and their bodies became bloody sections, which were ruthlessly wiped out by the purgatory sword.


    "Yang Xuan, stop! Isn''t it enough to kill so many of us?"


    Not far away, a young genius in the double heaven of divine power roared angrily.


    As soon as the voice fell, he was greeted by a sharp sword light. He even had no time to dodge.


    However, the killing is not over yet. Yang Xuan keeps his feet off the ground. He keeps throwing out his sword, splashing blood and stumps everywhere. He seems to be incarnated as a devil, shuttling through the blood rain.


    "Devil, this son is a devil!"


    Several others ran wildly, their minds almost collapsed.


    "Don''t kill me. I''m just here to help Ji Changtian find someone. I don''t know that person is you. If I know that I have a hundred courage, I don''t dare to trouble you..."


    Some people fell to their knees with their feet soft, almost crying and begging.


    Shua!


    A sword flickered, and the kneeling man was dead on the spot, pierced through his throat by Yang Xuan''s sword.


    After killing the man, Yang Xuan stopped and swept his eyes. There were corpses in all directions, and scarlet spots could be seen everywhere.


    "Have you killed so many people?"


    Yang Xuan said to himself, but there was no change in his face.


    For him, these people may not all die, but since Ji Changtian listens to the order, it is his enemy. If he kills him, he won''t feel guilty and don''t wave in his heart.


    "Han Meng is coming!"


    "Han Meng, help!"


    Suddenly, a joyful voice came from the front. Several young people who had escaped their lives saw the strong men running from afar and shouted loudly. One by one, like drowning people, grabbed a life-saving straw.


    "What''s going on?"


    A strong man in his twenties, with an inch of head and bare upper body, his body looks like an iron tower, and his skin is full of tiger patterns. It is Han Meng.


    He went in the wrong direction, so he circled Heishui cliff and came here.


    Now, seeing several people fleeing in confusion, he hurried to speed up and rushed over with a group of thirty or forty people to meet with several people.


    "Yes, yes, it''s Yang Xuan. He''s after us."


    "All dead, all dead, only a few of us escaped."


    "Damn it, the evil star is coming!"


    "Panic what, I''ll kill him."


    Han Meng shouted, jumped out and rushed to Yang Xuan.


    "Han Meng, never, you are not his enemy."


    Someone said anxiously that although Han Meng has high cultivation and far more strength than them, Yang Xuan is armed with a powerful weapon and has cultivated space secrets. Han Meng is by no means his opponent.


    "Boy, are you Yang Xuan?"


    Han Meng roared. He didn''t retreat but entered. He waved a huge axe in his hand. An axe came out in the air and chopped at Yang Xuan.


    "Yes, I am Yang Xuan."


    Yang Xuan nodded and didn''t dodge. He swung the purgatory sword in his hand, urged the meaning of killing sword and the profound meaning of fire, and chopped it against the axe.


    Click!


    The axe awn split, then broke and was broken by the purgatory sword.


    "Artifact!"


    Han Meng was surprised and stopped in place.


    Yang Xuan said nothing and walked to Han Meng with purgatory sword.


    Han Meng looked dignified. The giant axe in his hand was just the best spirit axe. How could he stop the sharp weapon of cutting iron like mud?


    "All the way, everyone can''t take my sword. I hope you will be an exception."


    Yang Xuan kept walking, step by step, constantly approaching Han Meng.


    "Hum, it''s just relying on the benefits of artifact. Without artifact, you''re nothing."


    Han mengleng hummed.


    "Although I know that you are a man, I will fight you with my bare hands."


    Yang Xuan smiled and the purgatory sword in his hand disappeared.


    "Your courage is good."


    Han Meng put away his axe, soared into the air and swung a huge fist. The front of the fist glittered with earthy yellow light. With a fist, he hit Yang Xuan with great strength.


    Yang Xuan looked indifferent. He also pinched his fingers into a fist and hit the sky, shaking Han Meng''s violent fist.


    Boom!


    When the position moved and the mountain shook, Yang Xuan was shocked and retreated several steps.


    Han Meng is not only a genius in the five Heaven of the divine power realm, but also a warrior of the tiger family. He is not only strong in divine power, but also incomparably strong in flesh.


    This means that Yang Xuancai, who has cultivated the eight gates of life and death, can stop it. If he were an ordinary returning warrior, he would be badly beaten by this fist.


    Han Meng and Yang Xuan had a hard fight. His strong body was shocked and flew out on the spot. After turning several times in mid air, it fell to the ground with a bang, smashing a big pit on the ground, and the rubble collapsed.


    "This son is so strong!"


    Han Menghu''s eyes are cold. He is a tiger warrior, and his physical strength is far higher than that of his generation. However, Yang Xuan looks weak, but his physical body is better than him, which makes it difficult to calm his heart and put away his contempt.


    This is a real monster. Her body is even stronger than Ji Changtian. No wonder she can stir the wind and rain in the wasteland and kill countless old strong people.


    "Your flesh is very strong, but I don''t know if you can stop me."


    Yang Xuan shouted loudly. The whole person was like a divine bird spreading its wings. His body jumped up high and hit Han Meng with boundless force.