"It''s you who should go. Go down."


    Yang Xuan uttered thunder and was shining with gold. The whole person was like a god of war in gold armor.


    "Cut!"


    He held the handle of the sword with both hands, raised the purgatory sword above his head, and urged the three great martial arts. With a sword, he cut down wildly with the momentum of pressing the top of Mount Tai. The action was swift and simple.


    Brush!


    A golden sword Qi went down in the air. It was dazzling. With only a blink of an eye, it came to the top of the strong man''s head.


    "So fast!"


    As soon as the strong man''s pupil shrinks, let alone how powerful the golden sword Qi is, the speed alone makes him a little flustered.


    While he was distracted, the golden sword Qi was cut down at a high speed, less than a meter away from him.


    Until this time, he returned to his soul and vigorously waved the black giant sword in his hand to shake the golden sword spirit.


    Only heard a loud noise. Although he destroyed the golden sword Qi, he was also hit hard. He was blasted down by people with a sword, smashing the earth into a human shaped pit, with crushed stones flying and filled with dust and smoke.


    "It''s impossible!"


    Shen Yulong exclaimed in surprise. He had a deep understanding of the strength of the strong man in the black ancient coffin. He remembered that Yang Xuan was driven out of hiding by the strong man at that time. He was embarrassed and didn''t dare to show up at all.


    Who knows, in just over two months, Yang Xuan''s strength has reached such an incredible level.


    Just a sword, directly cut down the strong man.


    If he hadn''t seen it with his own eyes, Shen Yulong would never believe it.


    "This son''s strength is stronger, far more than me."


    Shang Jie sighed.


    "The flesh is strong and unparalleled. It has the Sun Zhenyuan and the half step creation divine sword, and integrates the three profound meanings of martial arts into it. No wonder it can kill Chu extraordinary."


    Qiu Shaoyang muttered to himself, with a strong shock in his seemingly calm tone.


    Even the corpse puppet strong man can''t stop Yang Xuan''s sword, so how can he stop it? I''m afraid if he can''t take Yang Xuan''s sword, he will have to die on the spot.


    This sword is so sharp and destructive that it''s easy to kill those below the supreme.


    When Qiu Shaoyang''s thoughts fluctuated, many young martial artists present fell into stagnation.


    This is Yang Xuan in the wasteland, who is known as a demon. He has become a powerful space secret skill. This strength alone makes them out of reach and difficult to compete with those who call themselves geniuses.


    Let alone fight, they don''t even have the courage to fight Yang Xuan.


    "Useless waste."


    Yan Luo looked up at Yang Xuan above, and then looked down at the bloody and ashen man in the pit. He was very angry.


    "Master, calm down. My subordinates will go and take him down."


    The strong man jumped out of the pit and was terrified. A pair of murderous eyes stared at Yang Xuan.


    I have to say that this guy''s body is very strong. He was only slightly hurt by Yang Xuan''s sword.


    Not only that, he seemed to have no pain at all. He was fierce and threatening.


    Obviously, being cut down by Yang Xuan''s sword in full view of the public has already stimulated his ferocity in his bones. If he doesn''t start next, he will fight hard with Yang Xuan and never die.


    "Don''t stare at me. Come up and fight again."


    Yang Xuan stretched out his left hand and hooked his hook finger towards the strong man.


    This is contempt, undisguised contempt!


    In the past, it was difficult for him to compete with strong men.


    But now, unlike in the past, he not only practiced the complete great void technique, but also understood the profound meaning of the wind.


    Just one speed is several times faster than a strong man.


    The world''s martial arts, only fast not broken!


    When the strength gap between them is not too large, when the speed reaches the extreme, it often does not need any complex moves, but a simple move can defeat the enemy.


    "Little bastard, you pissed me off."


    The strong man was a violent man. He couldn''t stand Yang Xuan''s provocation. He immediately raised his head and roared angrily, and his anger soared all over.


    "Come to war."


    Yang Xuan''s right hand was holding the purgatory sword, and his left hand was lost behind him. He looked very leisurely.


    "I stripped you alive."


    The strong man roared like a wild beast. When the position moved and the mountain shook, the whole man rushed up from the ground, three points faster than before.


    However, this speed is still too slow for Yang Xuan.


    Brush!


    Yang Xuan took one step, and the space seemed to fold in front of him, directly in front of the strong man.


    "You..."


    The strong man was shocked. Yang Xuan came so suddenly that he was caught off guard.


    "I what, I, go down."


    Yang Xuan''s tongue burst with spring thunder, quickly threw out a slap and photographed the strong man.


    Boom!


    The earth shook, and there was no accident that another human shaped pit appeared.


    At the edge of the pit, there was a continuous crackling sound, and cracks spread in all directions like spider webs, with dust flying and sand splashing, which shows how fierce the power of this slap is.


    "How strong!"


    Many young martial artists were frightened and swallowed their saliva secretly.


    This means that the corpse puppet strong men are strong. If they were, they would not be slapped by Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan''s strength was so great that they trembled from the bottom of their hearts. It was hard to imagine how the young man who was much younger than them could refine such a terrible body.


    It''s not too much to describe such flesh bodies with unparalleled treasure bodies.


    Unless an ordinary warrior is holding a magic weapon, it is estimated that it is difficult to break his defense.


    "This pervert!"


    Shen Yulong scolded. The stronger Yang Xuan''s strength was, the more uncomfortable he was.


    If he had not known that he could not defeat Yang Xuan, he would have gone to battle in person and killed Yang Xuan to avenge his dead good brother Kong Yun.


    "The flesh is second. His speed is too fast to prevent."


    Qiu Shaoyang whispered, looking at Yang Xuan without blinking.


    "Useless things."


    Here, Yan LUOQI''s face was green, and the strong man was also his servant. Yang Xuan''s slap seemed to hit the strong man in the face, but it was actually hitting him in the face. It was still the kind of slapping. He just felt a hot pain on his face.


    "Your master seems angry. Get up before you die."


    Yang xuanyang shouted.


    "Damn it."


    The strong man roared and jumped out of the pit. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Even his front teeth were knocked out. It seemed very embarrassed, but the ferocity in his scarlet eyes was even more prosperous. He was in a posture of fighting with Yang Xuan.


    "Stop yelling, and take your head with the next sword."


    Yang Xuansheng is like thunder. He is arrogant and overbearing. Just mobilize 70% of the Sun Zhenyuan to urge the spirit of killing God, and he will have the confidence to kill a strong man.


    This is not arrogance, but the destructive power of the spirit of killing God sword is too shocking. No matter how strong a strong man''s body is, he will be destroyed by a spirit of killing God sword containing the three profound meanings of martial arts.


    "Will you die if you don''t talk big?"


    The strong man was furious and the whole was going crazy.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. Come up and die."


    Holding purgatory sword, Yang Xuan hunted in white and was murderous all over the sky.


    "This boy..."


    Many people were shocked by this scene. They couldn''t imagine that Yang XuanZhen was just a martial artist at the peak of returning to the same territory.


    The strong man''s chest fluctuated and his eyes spewed fire, so he was ready to start.


    "Well, so far, you are not his opponent."


    At this time, Yan Luo spoke and stopped.


    "Master!"


    The strong man was shocked and his feet stopped in place.


    "Why, I don''t listen to you?"


    Yan Luo''s face turned black and looked at the strong man coldly.


    "Subordinates dare not!"


    The strong man shivered and fell to his knees.


    "I''m a slave. I''m really obedient."


    Yang Xuan sneered.


    "Little beast, shut your crow''s mouth."


    The strong man was almost crazy, but with Yan Luo''s order, he still restrained his anger, but if his eyes could kill, Yang Xuan would have been killed thousands of times.


    "My mouth is on me. I''ll say what I want."


    Yang Xuan turned his eyes to hell and said, "you''d better go in person, so maybe you have a chance to leave me."


    "Why should I do it for you?"


    Yan Luo drank fiercely, and tried not to get angry. He looked at Ji Hailin and Ji Haifeng not far away. "Should you two not forget the previous agreement?"


    "Of course not."


    Ji Hailin snorted coldly.


    "Just don''t forget. Now you can do it. Remember, I want to live."


    Although Yan Luo hated Yang Xuan to the bone, he didn''t want to kill Yang Xuan. After all, Yang Xuan''s body and demonic soul are inevitable things for him.


    Ji Hailin ignored Yan Luo. He looked up at Yang Xuan and shouted, "boy, if you don''t want to die, you can catch it immediately."


    "Be caught without a hand?"


    Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and his face was full of ridicule.


    "Why, do you still want to fight with me?"


    Ji Hailin laughed angrily. "Boy, don''t think it''s great to kill Chu Bufan. In my Ji Hailin''s eyes, Chu Bufan is just a new Supreme. I can kill him with my bare hands without effort."


    "It''s just a dead ghost. Why do you mention him? However, since I can kill Chu Bufan, I can kill you naturally."


    Yang Xuan''s voice was not loud, but it shook the whole audience.


    No one thought he was so reckless that he said he could kill Ji Hailin.


    Different from Chu Bufan, Ji Hailin has long stepped into the supreme and can be called the most powerful among the supreme. It''s needless to say how strong these people are, but Yang Xuan didn''t pay any attention.


    "Madman, you are looking for death."


    Ji Hailin was furious, just like an old lion with his hair and beard open.


    At his age and accomplishments, he has devoted himself to cultivation and self-cultivation all year round. There are few things that can make him angry.


    But recently, first, great grandson Ji Changtian was taken away by Yan Luo and robbed the Zhenzu magic sword. Now he was provoked by Yang Xuan in front of the world. He just felt that his lungs were about to explode.


    "What do you say to him? Just take him down and replace him."


    Ji Haifeng angrily said.


    "Ha ha, just you two can''t take me."


    Yang Xuan''s long smile shook the sky, and he was domineering. He regarded the Ji family as nothing.