"What a fast speed!"


    Yang Xuan looked cold. He didn''t have to turn his head. He also knew that Chu Bufan was approaching at a high speed.


    As a master of the four heavens of the supreme realm, how can he be slow?


    This means that being in a stormy place is better than the supreme being. He can''t tear the void, otherwise he would have been caught up.


    Eight hundred feet, seven hundred feet, six hundred feet


    The distance between the two shortened rapidly.


    Not long ago, Yang Xuan''s figure was in the distance.


    "Now, where are you going?"


    Chu Bufan sneered. There was no unnecessary nonsense in his eyes. He raised his right hand and bent his fingers. Without the slightest mercy, he directly killed the killer.


    Hiss!


    A finger burst out of the air, red and sharp. It was very sharp. It tore open the storm in an instant, like a dazzling lightning. It approached Yang Xuan at an unparalleled speed and wanted to shoot Yang Xuan on the spot.


    "An ordinary attack is going to kill me. You old man looks down on me."


    Yang Xuan opened his mouth and smiled as if he had eyes behind him. With a step, he left a residual shadow in place, and his real body moved out quickly.


    "Poof!"


    The remnant shadow collapsed and was pointed through in an instant, but there was no blood splashed out. It turned into bits and pieces on the spot and completely disappeared into invisibility.


    "Residual shadow!"


    Chu Bufan narrowed his eyes into a slit and praised him without stinginess: "what a powerful body method secret skill and strong reaction speed. No wonder you can steal the magic jade slips and kill the strong man of the demon family in the divine power realm."


    "I''m flattered."


    "You don''t need to be modest. I''ve been practicing for thousands of years. I haven''t seen any young heroes, but it''s the first time I''ve seen such an amazing genius like you."


    While talking, Chu Bufan was as fast as lightning. His hands were raised, his fingers cut through the air one after another, and he sent out hundreds of fingers.


    The finger strength is about half an inch long. It seems small, but it is as red as a blood diamond. It is not only invincible, but also with the high temperature that burns everything.


    Whoosh whoosh!!!


    The piercing sound of breaking the air came one after another. Yang Xuan looked unchanged and moved like catkins in the wind. It seemed very slow, but in fact it was very fast and erratic. While dodging the incoming finger strength, he grabbed the road and went away. For a time, no finger strength could touch his body.


    "You can avoid it, too. It''s so fast!"


    Chu Bufan was surprised and angry, and he was not despised any more.


    He was in full bloom, his right arm was shocked, his right hand bent his fingers into claws and grabbed it in the air.


    Boom!


    A huge red claw tore through the sky and rose to meet the storm. In the blink of an eye, it came to Yang Xuan''s head, covering a sky with a radius of tens of feet. The whole body was shining like the claw of a flaming fierce bird and a burning fire cloud, completely enveloping Yang Xuan below.


    Hiss, hiss, hiss!!!


    Clusters of red flames, flying vertically and horizontally, shining brightly, emitting a palpitating high temperature, gushing down from the five fingers of the giant claw.


    Suddenly, the area where Yang Xuan was located was completely boiling, and a large number of red flames shot down like fire rain, trying to beat Yang Xuan into a sieve.


    This is not only a powerful secret skill, but also a strong spiritual control, which shocked Yang Xuan.


    But then he was relieved. After all, the other party was the Supreme Master who had practiced for countless years. It would be unreasonable if he didn''t have this spiritual control.


    "If you can escape this time, I''ll kill you."


    Chu Bufan cheered like thunder, but he was very confident that Yang Xuan would turn into ashes under thousands of fire and rain.


    Yang Xuan didn''t say a word. This super large-scale and destructive killing move has posed a threat to him and can''t be distracted.


    Just as the fire rain was approaching, he quietly opened the heavenly eye of martial arts, and took a free step. He stepped out nine steps in a row. The speed soared to the extreme in an instant and hid away again and again.


    "It''s impossible!"


    Chu Bufan was really surprised this time. He looked unbelievable. It''s hard to imagine that a young martial artist with only life and triple heaven could survive his violent attack.


    "I thought the Supreme Master was no better than you."


    Yang Xuan laughed loudly. His voice was full of strong ridicule and full of provocation.


    "Die for me."


    Chu Bufan was furious and his tricks were smoking. With a wave of his big hand, his red giant claw roared down to kill Yang XuanZhen below.


    Unfortunately, it was just a shadow. When he started, Yang Xuan had already run away.


    "Did you go?"


    Chu Bufan was furious and his hair and beard were open. He didn''t want to. He directly urged the speed. All the storms passed along the way were washed away and roared by him.


    But before long, as the storm between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, he gradually felt the heavy pressure, and the speed slowed down involuntarily.


    After some pursuit, he has gone deep into the storm land for more than 200 miles, and the storm here is more than ten times stronger than the edge.


    The cultivation is as high as him. Without the defense of the field, the flesh and soul can''t bear it, and it seems to break up.


    He is still so, not to mention Yang Xuan.


    But strangely, Yang Xuan, who escaped in front, seemed to be completely unaffected by the storm, unharmed all over, and his speed did not slow down.


    "What the hell is going on?"


    Chu Bufan frowned and felt overwhelmed by his accomplishments, while Yang Xuan was still so alive and kicking. How strange the picture looked.


    "No, I can''t chase any more."


    Chu Bufan thought more and more that something was wrong, and his body suddenly stopped.


    "Why don''t you move? Aren''t you shouting to kill me?"


    A few miles away, Yang Xuan stopped, turned and waved to Chu Bufan.


    "Who the hell are you, boy?"


    Chu Bufan asked, his fierce eyes staring at Yang Xuan through the smoke and wind.


    Yang Xuan avoided answering and asked, "what about you? Who are you?"


    "I''m the supreme ancestor of the Chu family. Chu is extraordinary."


    Chu Bufan proudly said.


    "It''s the Supreme Master of the Chu family. It''s disrespectful."


    If so, Yang Xuan didn''t have any respect in his tone. He carried his hands and said lazily: "it seems that you don''t dare to catch up, so I won''t accompany you."


    Then he turned and left without stopping.


    The other party is a supreme one after all. Such people have practiced for many years, are crafty and have never seen any tricks. Therefore, they act cautiously and are difficult to be calculated by him.


    "Son of a bitch."


    Chu Bufan was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Although he wanted to catch up and frustrate Yang Xuan, he felt the terrible storm around him. He was afraid that there would be danger if he went further.


    ……


    Seeing that the empress had completely calmed down, Yang Xuan understood that Chu Bufan didn''t dare to catch up, and couldn''t help sighing.


    "Your boy is too young. It''s useless to deal with the existence of the Supreme Master except killing him with absolute strength."


    The purgatory boy laughed. Yang Xuan wanted to kill Chu Bufan, but Chu Bufan was not an idiot. At first, he might not have noticed anything, but as he went deeper into the storm, he saw that Yang Xuan was always unharmed and would react immediately.


    "I don''t know if I can kill him with all my strength?"


    "It''s hard. First, your spirit of killing God and sword should hit the other party. Second, the other party hasn''t used field defense yet. Neither of them is indispensable."


    "It''s hard to use areas here. I may have some opportunities."


    Yang Xuan''s eyes flickered. If he could kill Chu Bufan, it would be good. If he couldn''t, he had to let the purgatory boy urge the purgatory sword and run away with him in a flash.


    "Forget it, we''d better find the remains of Feng Shen Lang Jun first."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and walked forward with vigorous steps all the way.


    As he went deep into the storm, the wind spirit beads in his hands could not help shaking.


    At first, Yang Xuan didn''t pay much attention. When the frequency of Feng Lingzhu''s vibration became more and more intense and seemed to get out of his hand, he was shocked and changed color. He quickly clenched his fist and firmly grasped the Feng Lingzhu in his hand.


    This is a life-saving thing. If it flies away, the surrounding terrorist storm will tear it to pieces in an instant.


    It is already located in the extreme depths of the storm. Storms destroy the sky and the earth, killing all souls in the town, not to mention Yang Xuan. When the supreme master comes, he has to destroy both form and spirit, which is extremely dangerous.


    Although he was holding the wind pearl in his hand, Yang Xuan was still in a cold sweat when he saw the super storm around him.


    "This is the law of the wind. Once you master this law, the wind between heaven and earth can be controlled. When you raise your hands and feet, you can send a world destroying storm and destroy everything."


    The purgatory boy said, "this wind god husband is really extraordinary. Just because he can understand the law of the wind, his talent will never be worse than you, or even worse."


    "He is the first person in the ancient world in the great holy land. How can the talent of the wind god husband be poor? Unfortunately, he has fallen before he reaches the top of the martial arts."


    Yang Xuan sighed. In his opinion, the wind god Lang Jun understood the law of the wind, and his strength was all over the world. Few people in the same level could rival him.


    Even if you are the master Zhan Wang, I''m afraid you are a little inferior to the wind god husband.


    However, no matter how strong the strength is, the wind god Lang Jun still died in the imperial tower and was killed by a wicker of the willow.


    Fortunately, the news of the wind god''s death did not come out, otherwise the whole holy world would have to have a big earthquake.


    "In martial arts practice, crisis and opportunity coexist. No matter how strong the strength and talent are, most people die in the process of looking for opportunities."


    The purgatory boy said lightly: "to put it bluntly, if a martial artist wants to climb to the top of martial arts, talent, will, opportunity, luck and so on are indispensable. Among them, luck is the most important. For example, if you don''t have great luck, you wouldn''t know where to die."


    "Luck is too mysterious, but I''ve been lucky all the time."


    Yang Xuan smiled and continued to go deeper.


    Along the way, the wind was shining and trembling. It was like a wanderer eager to return home. If Yang Xuan hadn''t held it in his hand, he would have flown out by himself.


    Yang Xuan looked dignified and tried his best to grasp the wind spirit bead.


    "What is that?"


    Suddenly, Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated and saw a bottomless abyss in a place thousands of feet away.