In mid air, fists and feet flew.
With each blow, the void will explode, and the power will collapse ten directions.
Under Yang Xuan''s fierce attack, Yu Qian had no idea of fighting in just a few breath. Not to mention the weight of internal injury, the injury alone made him show his teeth and sweat.
"Bang!"
After the sixteen moves, he was hard to resist. Yang Xuan slapped him on the ground and coughed up blood in his mouth.
"Yu Qian failed, but he failed so quickly and miserably!"
Everyone was frightened.
Before the war, who could have thought that Yu Qian would lose, but the scene in front of them was not illusory, so they had to believe it.
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this? I''m an expert in the eight heavy heaven of the divine power realm!"
Yu Qian was dishevelled and yelled. He couldn''t accept the result.
"Run away. As long as you can escape my next blow, I''ll spare you."
Yang Xuan lowered his head slightly and looked down at Yu Qian from a commanding position. His eyes were cold and full of killing opportunities.
Yu Qian and Yang Xuan looked at each other, and their minds suddenly trembled.
He knew that he was really defeated. He was not Yang Xuan''s opponent at all. There was no doubt that he would die if he stayed.
Without thinking about it, he stood up, regardless of the aggravation of his injury, urged all the remaining divine power, and cast the strongest body method and secret skills to gallop away.
However, before he could escape far, a terrible momentum came, which made him fall directly from the air to the ground and could not get up again.
"What''s going on?"
The crowd was stunned. They didn''t feel any momentum, but they were surprised to see Yu Qian suddenly fall to the ground.
"You, you understand the profound meaning of Kendo!"
Yu Qian soon knew what this momentum was. For a moment, he couldn''t even speak quickly, and his old face was full of despair.
The physical body is strong and arrogant, but he still understands the profound meaning of the supreme sword. Does this make people live?
"Die!"
Yang xuanyang raised his right hand, index finger and middle finger together, and drew out with great force.
Qiang!
A golden sword Qi broke through the air. At first, it was only half an inch big, but it rose in the wind. In an instant, it became several meters big. The whole body was shining, but there was no leakage of breath.
"What is this?"
Yu Qian''s pupil suddenly shrinks. It''s too late to dodge. He can only fight with his fist.
However, everything is in vain.
The golden sword several meters in size was castrated and wiped out his whole body.
Without a bit of blood blooming, an old strong man in the divine power realm of bachongtian disappeared.
This is the sword spirit of killing gods. The destructive power can be called heaven shaking and weeping ghosts and gods. Yang Xuan suppressed it and didn''t mobilize too many Sun Zhenyuan, otherwise it wouldn''t be difficult to kill the Supreme Master half a step.
"Go!"
Not far away, the crowd dispersed in a crowd. Everyone took out the ability to press the bottom of the box and quickly launched his body method to flee.
"Kill!"
Yang Xuan took a free step, killed one step at a time, and stepped out nine steps. Nine people died miserably. He was killed by his fist and foot town, and no one was completely dead.
"Monster, this boy is a monster!"
Although the remaining five were not dead, they were scared to death and fled faster. They wanted to have two more legs.
Yang Xuan didn''t chase him either. He bent his fingers and played again and again. Five golden fingers pierced the sky like five magic weapons and shot five people one by one.
……
Deep in the ruins, Yang Xuan flew in his clothes and walked alone all the way to the place of the storm.
Whether the place of the storm is the burial place of the wind god or not, since he meets it, he must go over and find out. Perhaps he can improve his artistic conception of the wind with the help of the law of the wind, and even understand the profound meaning of the wind.
If we can understand the meaning of the wind, his speed will become faster and his strength will rise.
In this way, he really met the demon Emperor Yan Luo. Even without the help of the purgatory boy, he also had the strength to fight Yan Luo.
Under the leisurely step, Yang Xuan was very fast. He stepped out dozens of feet in one step. However, with the Kung Fu of tea, he hurried thousands of miles and saw that he was about to reach his destination.
"Boom, boom -"
At this time, the earth shook and roared like thunder.
At the end of the horizon in the distance, a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rose, mixed with a large amount of brilliance, and the energy fluctuation was amazing.
"Listen to the Wei family. Hand over the magic jade slips quickly, or you won''t want to leave here alive today."
"You bastards, the Supreme Master of the Wei family is in the ruins. Aren''t you afraid to get burned?"
"Ha ha, in order to get the inheritance of the ancient emperor''s magic power, even if you offend the Supreme Master of the Wei family, don''t delay time, you young master of the Wei family. If you don''t want to die, hand over the magic jade slips quickly."
"Green book, go quickly. I and others stop them."
After a burst of noise, the deafening sound began again. Needless to say, we all knew that a scuffle had taken place.
One party is from the Wei family, and Wei Qingshu, the young master of the Wei family, is also there.
"Magic jade slips? The inheritance magic power of the ancient emperor?"
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and burst into a fine light in his eyes. He didn''t care about the life and death of Wei Qingshu, a hypocrite, but he was very interested in the magic jade slips.
In his opinion, the ancient emperor''s inheritance magic must be in the magic jade slips, that is, he doesn''t know what kind of shocking magic powers are recorded in the jade slips.
"Those who can treasure live there. I have to get it if I have a chance."
As the saying goes, many skills don''t pressure the body, not to mention the inheritance magic left by the ancient emperor. If Yang Xuan wants to say that he doesn''t move, he is deceiving himself and others.
Shua!
His body moved, and he took a leisurely step. He rushed over quietly.
Not far, less than three breath Kung Fu, he came to a devastated area.
Here, the smell of blood lingers, and the bodies of martial artists can be seen everywhere, as many as hundreds. It can be seen how fierce the battle is.
These people can survive the wave of reincarnation. Naturally, there is no weak person, but now they are dead on the spot and have no breath. This has to be said to be a kind of sadness.
A hundred feet away, the scuffle was not over. In the dust, a group of dozens of people shouted to kill Zhentian, and the fierce battle was in full swing.
One of the troops is the Wei family warrior. There are more than 20 people in total. Their accomplishments range from the six heavy heaven of the life meteorite realm to the peak of the divine power realm. The leader is Wei Qingshan, which Yang Xuan once saw.
In addition, Wei Qingshu and his cousin Wei Qingfeng are also among them.
Wei Qingshu stopped talking. As the young leader of the Wei family and a famous young leader in the central region, his strength is naturally not blown out. A sword sweeps across all directions, and the sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, which easily forces several enemies around him back.
As for Wei Qingfeng, this guy is worthy of being a straw bag urged by Dan medicine. It seems that his cultivation is not low, but he is a standard war five slag. His strength is not as good as that of the martial artist who lives at the peak of the meteorite realm.
He would have died if several Wei martial artists had not sacrificed their lives to protect him.
There are about 40 people who fight with Wei Jiawu. Although their overall cultivation is not as good as Wei Jiawu, there is a warrior of the ancient demon family.
He was a strong man, about thirty years old. He was wearing a fur coat. His body looked like a tiger and a leopard. He looked rough and fierce. He had the cultivation accomplishments of the divine power realm.
On his exposed skin, black magic lines like earthworms glittered with cold brilliance.
When he moved, he smashed a mace thicker than an adult''s thigh. Each blow was full of explosive force, which made Wei Qingshan retreat and pale.
Wei Qingshan''s cultivation is much higher than that of the strong man, but he is still not the opponent of the strong man. He can stick to it now by relying on a variety of unique skills of the Wei family.
However, no matter how many unique skills there are, there will always be a time to use them, not to mention that any unique skills consume divine power.
If this trend continues, within half a minute, Wei Qingshan will be beaten to pieces by the mace in his hand under the fierce attack of a strong man.
Wei Qingshan seems to understand this, so he only uses the secret skills of the birth method to fight with the strong man.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a scream came, but a Wei family warrior fell in a pool of blood and was beaten to death by several hostile fighters.
This is that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. Although the Wei family''s martial arts have a high overall cultivation, they can''t stand the large number of people.
In the case of playing more and playing less, unless the cultivation gap is too wide, it is difficult to win.
Soon, three more Wei Jiawu died miserably. With the previous man, four Wei Jiawu died in a few seconds.
Among the four, the one with the highest accomplishments is the first to enter the realm of divine power, and they are all the people who protect Wei Qingfeng. With the death of the four, Wei Qingfeng immediately fell into the encirclement of the enemy.
This immediately frightened him. He didn''t care about face. He quickly shouted to Wei Qingshu not far away: "cousin, help me!"
"What a waste!"
Wei Qingshu scolded secretly, but he had to help.
He used his body method and secret skills to get rid of the two strong enemies around him. Then he rushed over with a sword and killed several people who were attacking Wei Qingfeng.
At the same time, the battle between Wei Qingshan and the strong man came to an end.
Wei Qingshan couldn''t dodge and was pulled out by the mace in the strong man''s hand.
Rao was protected by divine power. When he was hit, he also vomited blood three liters, and the whole man fell to the ground with a roar.
"Elder!"
Wei Qingshu lost his voice.
Wei Qingfeng and a group of Wei Jiawu have all changed their colors.
As an elder of the Wei family, Wei Qingshan is the strongest among them. If even Wei Qingshan dies, all of them have to die here.
"Green book, go."
Wei Qingshan was also tough. He was full of momentum. Regardless of the injury, he fought with the strong man with his sword. Almost every blow was a killing move of burning jade and stone. For a time, he suppressed the strong man.
Of course, this is only the appearance.
In Yang Xuan''s opinion, Wei Qingshan is already a strong man outside and a strong man in the middle. It won''t take long to die here.
Wei Qingshu also understood this. Without any hesitation, he grabbed the pale and trembling Wei Qingfeng in one hand and went away as fast as a chicken.
"You go too."
Seeing that Wei Qingshu fled with Wei Qingfeng, Wei Qingshan drank again. As he spoke, his attack never stopped, one sword after another, madly attacking the strong man.