"Hehe, if I promise you, what good will it do me?"


    Yang Xuan asked with a smile, looking at mu Lingxue without blinking.


    "What do you want?"


    Mu Lingxue asked subconsciously.


    "It''s simple. Take off your veil and let me see your face."


    "You..."


    "Ha ha, just kidding. Don''t be angry, Miss mu."


    "Do you promise me or not?"


    "I Yang Xuan is not an unkind person. Since Miss Mu has spoken, how can I embarrass you?"


    Yang Xuancai wouldn''t pay attention to others, but mu Lingxue is kind to him. No matter how he wants to kill, he has to consider mu Lingxue''s feelings.


    "Really?"


    "I mean what I say."


    "Thank you."


    In the open space here, hearing the dialogue between mu Lingxue and Yang Xuan, a group of young talents looked ugly.


    In Mu Lingxue''s eyes, these people are not Yang Xuan''s opponents. They can''t even live or die by themselves.


    At present, mu Lingxue has to plead for them. They can only save their lives later.


    This is a great humiliation, which makes them angry more than Yang Xuan scolds them as jumping clowns.


    For a moment, there was a peak of divine power. The man in royal clothes with a long sword rose up and looked down at Yang xuandao: "I Nie Feiyun, come from Kyushu world. Do you dare to come up and fight with me?"


    "Why don''t you dare."


    Yang Xuan stepped on his feet and rushed into the air. He stood seven or eight meters away from Nie Feiyun and said carelessly, "go ahead. Just make it out if you have any means. I''ll take it all."


    "You want to die, fast wind and thunder!"


    Nie Feiyun felt that he was despised and his anger erupted. He directly used the body method secret skill he is proud of so far. The whole person came to Yang Xuanchong with a burst of wind and thunder.


    "A little skill."


    Yang Xuan stood with his hands down, unmoved.


    "Hum, the noble blood of ancient wind thunder beasts flows in my Nie family, and you, a small family, will only be trampled under my feet and will never turn over."


    While he was talking, Nie Feiyun was surrounded by thunder, a strong wind, and his power was no different for a moment.


    "Don''t say anything, or you''ll get down later."


    Yang Xuan sneered.


    "The ninth move of wind and thunder sword - wind and thunder startle the sky!"


    Nie Feiyun rarely talks nonsense. In an instant, people and swords merged into a startling sword. With rolling thunder and lightning, he fiercely chopped Yang Xuan.


    When the sword came out, the world changed color, which shocked many observers. It seemed that Nie Feiyun was so strong.


    "Doyle."


    With one stroke of Yang Xuan''s hand, a golden flame burst out and turned into a giant tripod with three feet and two ears. It was more than ten meters big and Guanghua introverted.


    This is a creation with divine power, which immediately shocked countless people.


    They will, but they can''t make such a huge tripod in such a short time.


    "This is... The solar power, the solar power recorded in ancient books!"


    At the moment, even mu Lingxue stared in surprise.


    She had read a lot since she was a child and had seen a lot of people. She was not surprised by Yang Xuan''s creative means, but by the high temperature released by the huge tripod.


    Only the legendary solar power can have such a terrible breath.


    "It''s just a tripod. Cut it for me!"


    Nie Feiyun didn''t care. Although he could see that the giant tripod was not simple, he didn''t recognize that it was transformed by the divine power of the sun. Therefore, with one sword, he came to Yang Xuan in an instant.


    "Get out!"


    Yang Xuan was very overbearing. He grabbed the huge tripod with both hands and smashed it with great force.


    "Boom!"


    This void erupted into a bright light, and bursts of air waves spread. The wind raged between heaven and earth, and the rubble collapsed and flew.


    A moment later, it calmed down. A young man with a broken sword in his hand, covered with blood, withdrew in embarrassment.


    The young man was Nie Feiyun. When he was hit by the giant tripod, he immediately suffered serious internal injuries. Even his sword was cut in two.


    He still has divine power to protect his body, otherwise he will become a pile of rotten meat just by this.


    "I can''t even take a move. It''s too much to dare to come out and call a war."


    In the sky, Yang Xuan was independent and unharmed.


    At this moment, although there was no strong breath on him, everyone looked at him differently.


    "How could it be so strong."


    "I know Nie Feiyun. In our Kyushu world, he can also be called a Fang Yingjie. He didn''t want to fight this son. He was seriously injured in an instant."


    Just as the crowd was talking, Yang Xuan asked coldly, "who else comes up to fight with me?"


    After that, the whole audience was silent.


    "Why, are you afraid?"


    Yang Xuan sneered.


    "Who''s afraid of you? I''ll meet you right now."


    A big man in his twenties and eighties jumped out of the crowd and killed Yang Xuanchong like a shell.


    "Get down!"


    Yang Xuan split out with one foot, and the terrible strength made the air explode again and again.


    "Damn it!"


    The big man''s face changed dramatically. Yang Xuan didn''t say his strength first. The speed was so fast that he almost didn''t have time to use his secret skills. He could only reluctantly swing his fist to meet him.


    As a result, it can be imagined that as soon as his fist touched Yang Xuan''s big foot, it was forcibly crushed, and even one of his right arms became flesh and blood blurred, and bone debris flew around.


    "Ah! My hand!"


    With a scream, the man''s body shot out and smashed the earth into a big pit with a roar. I don''t know whether he will live or die.


    "Another move!"


    A group of young talents all took a breath and deeply felt Yang Xuan''s strength.


    These people, who appear in the world of heaven, must be a pride of heaven, especially he is so young and his achievements are immeasurable.


    "Let''s go together. One by one, it''s not enough for me to practice."


    Yang Xuan was as sharp as a sword, with black hair flying, overlooking a group of young talents.


    "This guy... Can''t keep a low profile!"


    Mu Lingxue was speechless for a while. He said in his heart that you had defeated both of them in a row. It was almost time to stop. But now, listening to Yang Xuan''s tone, he didn''t seem to have fun at all and wanted to fight with everyone.


    How conceited it is to fight many geniuses alone, as if those geniuses were really a bunch of clowns in his eyes.


    "Boy, I admit your strength is very strong, but can you stop being so arrogant?"


    "People have opened their mouth. Come on. Can''t we defeat him with so many of us?"


    "Well, if you don''t give him some color today, he really thinks he''s invincible and can run amok."


    At this time, many people moved and wanted to work together to deal with Yang Xuan. Although Yang Xuan showed great strength, they were numerous and powerful. They didn''t believe it, so they couldn''t help Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan stood upright in the air, with no waves on his face. The whole person was like a rock, standing still despite the wind and rain.