At this moment, the hall was silent and no one spoke.
Shang Jie looked at Qiu Shaoyang and Yang Xuan. They all showed fear in their eyes.
As strong as Qiu Shaoyang of Tianyu sect, Yang Xuan had no choice but to say that he was suppressed.
Yang Xuan didn''t use the divine sword. If he used the divine sword, Qiu Shaoyang would have been defeated.
Qiu Shaoyang seems to know this, so his face is very ugly.
He stared at Yang Xuan and said, "I have to say that your strength is really strong. No wonder you can beat Ji Changtian."
"When was he defeated me?"
Ji Changtian is so angry.
He was really at a disadvantage in the battle with Yang Xuan under Heishui cliff, which he admitted.
But with the protection of the ice dragon, Yang Xuan has no way to deal with him. So how can we talk about defeat?
"If you lose, you lose. No matter how cunning you argue, it''s useless."
Qiu Shaoyang didn''t go back to the tunnel.
"Shut up."
Ji Changtian couldn''t bear it.
"Stop yelling. You can go together. Qiu Shaoyang alone is not my enemy."
Yang Xuan glanced at Ji Changtian and looked indifferent.
"Yang Xuan, you will pay for your arrogance."
Ji Changtian''s figure rose and fell, and he came to Qiu Shaoyang and stood still.
Obviously, he is ready to join hands with Qiu Shaoyang, so he may have a chance to get rid of Yang Xuan.
Qiu Shaoyang frowned when he saw Ji Changtian coming to his side. "What are you doing here?"
"Can you handle him alone?"
Ji Changtian is not angry.
"Who says I can''t deal with him."
Qiu Shaoyang snorted coldly. There was a murderous flow in his pupils. He directly threw himself at Yang Xuan like light and electricity.
Yang Xuan''s face remained unchanged, but soon his pupils contracted slightly. Qiu Shaoyang saw a long red sword in his hand.
Hiss!
With a sharp roar, Qiu Shaoyang followed the sword, fast as electricity, and the sword went straight to Yang Xuan''s throat.
"To kill me, a sharp sword is not enough."
Yang Xuan stood up and avoided Qiu Shaoyang''s mortal blow. At the same time, he raised his right arm and swung the purgatory sword. With the momentum of Taishan pressing the top, he cut Qiu Shaoyang from a commanding position.
"When!"
Qiu Shaoyang''s reaction was unpleasant. He held the sword in both hands and swept it out to the sky. He shook the purgatory sword. The two swords collided and made a sound of wearing gold and cracked stones, which made people''s scalp numb, dizzy and tinnitus.
"Get out of here!"
Yang Xuan''s tongue burst with spring thunder. With a powerful sword, his strong flesh and strong Sun Zhenyuan, supplemented by the meaning of killing sword and the profound meaning of fire, an amazing force burst out on the purgatory sword.
It''s like a terrible beast waking up, unmatched, destroying everything, and has a frightening power.
"Bang!"
Qiu Shaoyang was caught off guard, his knees sank, and then he couldn''t resist anymore. The whole person was shocked back more than ten steps.
With each step out, the ground was rumbling and trembling, which showed how terrible the strength he was bearing, and even a few strands of red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Dead!"
Shang Jie was tongue tied. He couldn''t believe what happened in his eyes was true.
"You lost."
Yang Xuan received his sword and stood up, saying faintly.
"I lost?"
After a short trance, Qiu Shaoyang recovered. There was no depression of defeat on his face, but a burning sense of war in his eyes.
"Winning or losing is a routine for soldiers. I can have today. Why didn''t I learn from countless failures and become stronger."
Hearing the speech, Shang Jie was shocked.
It''s true that Qiu Shaoyang made a crazy engagement with the world''s young leaders a few years ago. He lost more and won less in battle after battle. However, after he became the first true disciple of Tianyu sect, he fought with people more than a hundred times. Lien Chan won in succession without losing.
"Interesting. With your words, I won''t embarrass you."
With a smile, Yang Xuan turned and left. Without stopping on the road, he waved his sword and attacked the statue one after another. In a short time, he got more than a dozen crystals of will.
"Brother Qiu, don''t you worry about your injury?"
Shang Jie watched Yang Xuanyuan go and came to Qiu Shaoyang one after another.
"It doesn''t matter. It''s just a small injury. If he wasn''t too strong and understood the profound meaning of fire, he would never hurt me."
Qiu Shaoyang waved his hand.
"It''s all right."
Shang Jie nodded and asked, "what shall we do now?"
"We are all genius in the world. Can''t we deal with that boy when we attack together?"
As Shen Yulong spoke, he looked at the long sword in Qiu Shaoyang''s hand.
It is about three feet long, red as blood jade, and emits strong divine fluctuations throughout the body.
"This is the burning sword of Tianyu sect!"
Shen Yulong exclaimed that Yan Shenjian is a zhenpai Shenjian handed down by Tianyu sect from generation to generation. It is said that only the successor of Zhangjiao can hold it.
"You Tianyu sect really have high hopes for you. I didn''t expect to give you the magic sword of the town sect."
Ji Changtian strode here, and her voice was a little shocked.
The fire sword is a top-grade sword. The spirit of the weapon is an ancient Yan dragon. It is no less powerful than his dragon pattern cold ice sword in terms of level and lethality.
"What are you doing now? Let''s kill together."
Leave a word, Qiu Shaoyang''s body swept out.
"Let''s go too!"
Ji Changtian was stunned, and then walked up with Shang Jie and others.
"Burning sword?"
Yang Xuannan whispered to himself without slowing down and led statues to the front for mass killing.
Under the edge of purgatory sword, no statue can stop him. Moreover, he also has the profound meaning of Sun Zhenyuan and fire. It''s effortless to kill the statue.
"He''s too fast. Let''s try our best to kill him. If he dares to do it, we''ll kill him together."
Qiu Shaoyang said hello and ran after him with a burning sword.
Shua Shua!!!
Ji Changtian and others did not delay, but attacked the statue as Qiu Shaoyang changed to the front.
For them, the crystal of will is a treasure of practice. Since they meet, they must not miss it.
……
Yang Xuan spread out his blood wings and completely ignored the people behind him. He charged forward and collected the crystal of will. Occasionally, he ignored some missing statues and soon came to the depths of the hall.
There are no statues here. There are reliefs on the walls on both sides of the aisle. Each relief is a kind of fierce beast with strange shapes and extremely vicious shapes.
Yang Xuan didn''t pay too much attention to these things. His eyes fixed on a stone door in front. It was about three feet high and the whole body was painted black. On the door, there was also a fierce animal relief with wings spread and sharp teeth.
"Shimen?"
Yang Xuan''s eyes flickered. No matter how brave he was, he was also worried about the danger behind the stone gate.
Boom!
There was a constant noise behind him, which shook the whole hall. Needless to say, it was Ji Changtian and Qiu Shaoyang who were attacking the statue.
There are almost hundreds of statues, which Yang Xuangang missed.
Qiu Shaoyang and others can''t care about Yang Xuan at the moment. They are all attacking the statue quickly and collecting the crystal of will.
Several people knew each other, but there was no infighting, but it was inevitable to fight openly and secretly.
In particular, Qiu Shaoyang and Ji Changtian, one on the left and one on the right, constantly attack, and a statue also has a different head, from which they also get a lot of crystals of will.
"No matter, let''s see if the door can be opened first."
Here, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth. After all, curiosity prevailed. His body jumped out and pushed in in front of the stone gate.
Click, click!
The stone gate slowly opened inward, making a harsh sound, like a demon roaring.
When Yang Xuan looked, he didn''t notice any danger. He was also brave and stepped in.
While he entered the stone gate, young martial artists successively entered the ancient hall and swarmed towards the stone gate.
The strength of the puppet protecting the hall outside is too terrible. These people can enter the ancient hall also rely on their extraordinary strength.
Of course, another reason is that there are too many people outside. When countless people act as cannon fodder, a few people also take the opportunity to rush in.
……
There is a cave behind the stone gate. It is not a palace, let alone a corridor, but a small valley. Clouds are thick in the sky and strange rocks are jagged on the ground, as if isolated from the world for endless years.
"That''s..."
Yang Xuan looked up and found that there was a stone step in the deep valley leading to the cliff top, and above the cliff top, a small black ancient hall stood there.
"The hall in the hall must be the tomb of the master of the giant coffin."
Yang Xuan whispered.
"You have to be careful. This place is not easy."
The purgatory boy told me.
"Not easy?"
"Well, can you get in or out?"
"What, can''t go out!"
Surprised, Yang Xuan turned and walked inside the stone gate.
Shua!
A colorless and transparent light curtain appeared and shook him back.
"Open it for me!"
Yang Xuan stabilized his body, rushed forward with an arrow, drew his sword angrily, and cut on the light curtain with all his strength.
Bang!
The light curtain trembled, rippled a little, and then returned to normal.
"The situation is bad!"
Yang Xuan frowned and didn''t attack the light curtain again. He knew that the light curtain was a kind of prohibition and his defense was very strong.
"It''s not good, but there are no other prohibitions here except those on the stone gate. Therefore, if I urge the extreme power, I should be able to break a space passage."
Purgatory boy way.
"That''s good."
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, jumped over a piece of rubble and stepped into the valley.
He didn''t walk fast, and he let go of his senses to guard against possible dangers.
However, it was surprisingly calm all the way.
Gradually, Yang Xuan''s tight nerves relaxed a little.
"Don''t be careless. If the owner of the giant coffin is dead, don''t say. The human statue outside the ancient hall is not a decoration."
Purgatory boy reminded.
Yang Xuan stopped and looked up. Relying on his strong eyesight, he saw a dark human statue outside the ancient hall.
It was a strong man in his thirties. He was three and five meters tall. He was tough and looked like an iron tower. His arms were much thicker than the thighs of an adult man. He held a two meter black giant sword in his hand.
The whole face looks ferocious, like a demon God, frightening all the creatures who dare to approach the ancient hall on the top of the cliff.