"If you can run, the monk can''t run the temple. You have no choice but to fight with me."


    Yang Xuan stepped into the air and exploded step by step, shaking countless people with fear and fear.


    "Ah!"


    Many people couldn''t bear it. They roared in pain. The sound of empty feet was so terrible that they felt that the gods and souls were about to collapse and were miserable.


    Some people with low cultivation level had red blood on their lips, and they all howled and flew back in a panic.


    "This son is terrible!"


    "Integrate the three profound meanings of martial arts into the pace and hurt people with sound. This skill alone shows how talented he is!"


    "Alas, it''s hard not to rise if there is such a disciple in the sword palace!"


    In the distance, people connect their heads and ears and admire Yang Xuanxin.


    This young man is so terrible that he is not so much a martial artist who has just entered the realm of divine power as a reincarnation of an evil spirit. He is invincible when he raises his hands and feet.


    Not to mention their divine land, they look at the whole world of heaven. There are few amazing talents like him, which is rare in the world.


    "I... how could I provoke such a bad star!"


    In the divine City, Zhuge Yun was pale and sat on the ground. He regarded Yang Xuan as a demon and regretted that he had offended Yang Xuan.


    With Yang Xuan''s current strength, killing him is like crushing an ant. It doesn''t take much effort.


    Although Shen Xingchen didn''t speak, it was visible to the naked eye that his body was trembling slightly, and he was afraid of Yang Xuan from the bottom of his heart.


    Yes, proud as he was, he also had a fear of Yang Xuan. I don''t know when the hatred at the bottom of his heart has already disappeared.


    "Is he really my younger martial brother?"


    Emperor Tian murmured to himself and looked in a trance. Yang Xuan''s strength had exceeded his imagination. He couldn''t believe it was true.


    I remember that Yang Xuan didn''t even have any accomplishments in the Vientiane realm before he came to the sword temple. In the twinkling of an eye, a year later, his accomplishments were no less than his senior brother.


    "Hehe, xiaoxuanzi is not only your younger martial brother, but also you brought it back to the sword palace yourself."


    Fei Xuan smiled.


    "Yes, brother Di Tianshi is Yang Xuan''s Guide. If it weren''t for brother Di Tianshi''s introduction, Yang Xuan wouldn''t be today."


    Su ziyao also smiled, and her beautiful eyes looked at Yang Xuan above without blinking. It was this young man who had never been serious and handsome with a bit of evil spirit, who had stolen her heart and her people on Xingchen island.


    "Devil, this son is a devil!"


    "Don''t kill me. I''m willing to break away from the limitless demon sect. I just want young Xia Yang to give me a way to live."


    "Yes, I, and I, we are all willing to get rid of the limitless demon clan."


    At this time, some of the Wuji demon sect''s fighters ran crazy, and some begged for mercy loudly, hoping that Yang Xuan could kill them. Among these people, there were even several Wuji demon sect elders.


    This is human nature. Under the shadow of death, any identity and dignity can be abandoned.


    "It''s too late. You all have to die."


    Yang Xuan waved his sword. When he raised his sword and fell, a golden sword roared out, killing most of the people begging for mercy with a bang.


    "Little bastard, you are so cruel that you are absolutely inhuman!"


    "Everyone makes every effort to attack, so there may be some possibility of survival."


    Some people who survived by chance yelled and all used their unique skills to kill Yang Xuan.


    "The light of fireflies dare to compete with the bright moon!"


    Yang Xuan''s face was full of contempt, and his figure shuttled through the killing crowd. Many people couldn''t see how he did it. They could only vaguely see the flashing black sword light.


    Immediately, the meat broke into pieces and blood rained.


    "Brush!"


    Yang Xuan rushed out of the blood, and his big sleeve was suddenly thrown away. A sense of disaster rushed out like a black fierce python, devouring and disintegrating a group of people who fled in a hurry not far away.


    However, this was not over. He was surrounded by golden flames and rushed towards the crowded place in front of him.


    Boom!!!


    In a series of loud noises, hundreds of people were blown to pieces. Some people were wiped by the aftershocks. Although they were not killed on the spot, their hair and clothes were ignited and became fireballs from the sky.


    "Poop poop!!!"


    Yang Xuan didn''t move. He shot again. With the purgatory sword in his hand, the huge sword Qi surged out like a golden star river. Dozens of people were killed in front. The fresh blood rushed into the air like a fountain and turned into a scarlet blood mist with a pungent smell.


    This is an extremely bloody picture, which makes people afraid and can''t bear to look directly at it.


    In the face of such a fierce Yang Xuan, the people on the distant cliffs are sweating. Many people are secretly glad that they are not three martial artists, otherwise they would have been dead at this time.


    "Senior brother Yang Xuan is invincible, sweeping all directions!"


    At the same time, the sword temple was boiling. Up to the inner disciples and down to the outer disciples, most people shouted excitedly like beating chicken blood.


    For them, the three martial arts are foreign enemies. The more people Yang Xuan killed, the more excited they are. If their strength was not too weak, they would have rushed out of the mountain protection array and killed the three martial arts.


    "Well done. It''s better to kill the little white face named yuan shaozong. This guy swaggered a few days ago and said that he would take junior sister ziyao away after breaking the array. Damn it."


    Shi Yu shouted loudly.


    "You want to die!"


    Yuan shaozong''s eyes are red and his killing machine is exposed. He wants to chop Shi Yu up and feed him to the dog. This guy is obviously pulling hatred for him.


    "What''s your name? You have the ability to bite me!"


    Shi Yu shouted, full of provocation and blocked by the mountain protection array. He was not afraid of yuan shaozong at all.


    "If you dare to attack my woman, I have to say that you have great courage. Don''t bark there any more. Come and fight with me quickly."


    Yang xuanjian rushed forward while killing people. His cold eyes penetrated the crowd and locked a young man who kept flying back in the distance.


    The young man was dishevelled and looked terrified. Who was it not yuan shaozong?


    He has long been deterred by Yang Xuan''s terrorist strength and cruel means. Now he can''t escape. How dare he fight with Yang Xuan.


    "Those who stand in my way will die!"


    Yang Xuan drank violently, took a leisurely step, galloped forward quickly, and walked through the shadows of people all over the sky.


    "Buzz!"


    His whole body glowed like a flame God''s residence, majestic and invincible.


    Shua Shua!!!


    One sword after another. One sword is faster than another. It is not half soft. Each sword carries a fierce sword spirit to kill people who dodge around one after another, and blood stains the sky.


    "Don''t run away, go together and kill him!"


    Yuan shaozong turned pale and shouted as he retreated.


    Unfortunately, no one bird him, all in flight.


    "I said, let you come and fight with me, maybe I can keep you a whole body."


    Yang Xuan''s cold voice was like a sword, urging the profound meaning of the wind and photographing countless people across the air.


    "All die!"


    A shining golden sword Qi rushed up, and dozens of people in front stopped and broke, and burst into heartrending screams.


    "Yang Xuan, do you really want to kill me?"


    Yuan shaozong roared and stepped back quickly.


    "You must die!"


    Yang Xuan moved at his feet and stepped out of the air nine steps in a row. His speed suddenly soared to the extreme. He was covered with crazy burning golden flames, like a golden black divine bird bathed in the sun, running towards yuan shaozong.


    Along the way, I don''t know how many people died miserably. Under the boiling and surging power of the sun, no one can compete.


    Even if he offered his body protection power, he could not withstand the terrible high temperature and was burned into piles of ashes.


    "This is rolling!"


    "This son is a murderous God. He is ruthless and unmatched. The three main doors are really kicked on the iron plate this time!"


    "Alas, there is a mysterious territory that can block heaven and earth. The three martial arts can''t escape. I''m afraid the whole army will be destroyed today“


    On the cliffs, the crowd all sucked in the cool air and stared at Yang Xuan, who was almost like a rampant massacre among a large number of people.


    "In front of absolute speed, you can''t escape!"


    That is, two breath Kung Fu. Yang Xuan has caught up with yuan shaozong and cut him with a sword!


    "Boom!"


    This sword has no solar power, but his body is unparalleled and his power is unparalleled. The purgatory sword in his hand is like a black giant peak, smashing the void and pounding yuan shaozong.


    "When!"


    Yuan shaozong''s reaction was not slow. When he was frightened, he quickly resisted with the long sword in his hand. The two swords hit each other with a crisp click.


    Not surprisingly, yuan shaozong''s sword broke, and the whole man flew backwards like a broken kite. His strength was far less than that of Yang Xuan. Although he worked hard to attack, he was still no match for Yang Xuan.


    Only in this collision, he was seriously injured, and his bones seemed to be falling apart.


    "Brush!"


    Yang Xuan beat the water dog in pain and rose up like a dragon. A sword stood down from a commanding position. The golden sword was shining with gorgeous brilliance. Its edge was amazing and cut through the sky.


    "I fought with you!"


    Yuan shaozong was forced to use his martial spirit. He saw a rolling black fire pouring out of him and condensing into a black sun the size of a grinding plate and burning all over, with the terrible power of corroding everything.


    This is the Black Sun martial spirit. Its power is no less powerful than the hot sun martial spirit of Xiao buye, the silver moon martial spirit of Jiang Yichen, and the star martial spirit of Shen Xingchen.


    "This is the Black Sun Wu soul of yuan shaozong. It really deserves its reputation!"


    "This is a holy level martial spirit, which enables yuan shaozong to kill the enemy beyond his level. Unfortunately, he met Yang Xuan and was doomed to defeat."


    Many people talked about it one after another. Yuan shaozong didn''t look good in his words. After all, Yang Xuan''s strength is here. If only a holy martial spirit could deal with Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan would have been won by the three supreme masters.


    "Die for me."


    While thousands of eyes gathered, yuan shaozong''s eyes were red with blood and a fighting posture, and quickly poured a large number of divine powers into the black sun.


    Buzz!


    The black sun was in full bloom. In an instant, it expanded to tens of feet. It broke through the air like a huge black fireball and blasted at Yang Xuan.