"Get out or die!"


    Yang Xuan danced wildly with black hair and fierce Qi. He was like a god of killing who came to the world to kill people. Even his voice contained great killing intention.


    "Plop, plop..."


    In the twinkling of an eye, more than a dozen kuishui Xuan snakes were frightened and plunged into the torrent below one after another, never showing their heads again.


    Yang Xuan''s killing intention is too strong. The bloody huge killing words in the sky will make a sonorous killing sound from time to time.


    The killing sounds, like the sharp edge of a sword, made them tremble, as if they would die the next moment.


    A fierce beast like Kui Shui Xuan snake is not as intelligent as human beings, but when it reaches adulthood, it is much stronger than many monsters.


    Their sense of crisis is also very strong. They know that it will never come to a good end to rush to war with Yang Xuan.


    However, there are also more than thirty Kui shuixuan snakes that haven''t moved.


    It is not that they are bold and afraid of death, but that their blood is noble, such as them. They can''t give in to the threat of a human being so easily.


    "Toast without penalty. It seems that you want to die."


    Yang Xuan''s voice was as cold as a knife. When he raised his sword, he sent out a startling sword Qi and cut at the group of Kui shuixuan snakes.


    This is the combination of the art of killing animals and the sword spirit of killing gods. It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Xuan''s combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of him under the state of being possessed by demons.


    "Hiss, hiss..."


    A group of kuishui Xuan snakes scattered in a crowd and dared not compete with them, but several of them hid a little slowly and were beheaded by sword Qi. The blood gushing from the broken head was like a fountain.


    Whoosh


    At the same time, a large amount of blood gathered in the air and turned into a surging and flirtatious scarlet torrent, which was ingested by the blood killing words above.


    The word "kill" is the manifestation of the great killing technique, which is connected with Yang Xuan''s blood.


    As soon as he absorbed the blood, Yang Xuan only felt that his blood was boiling all over his body, and the killing heart of Tanzhong * * became very active.


    Even if Sikong Ao looked at him from a distance, he could feel the killing intention of Yang Xuan, which was enhanced for several points.


    "It''s terrible to use killing to improve strength!"


    While amazed, Sikong Ao flew over, but he didn''t dare to get close to Yang Xuan. He just shouted a few meters away: "are you still the Yang brother I know!?"


    "Of course, I''m still me. I haven''t changed."


    Yang Xuan nodded, but his tone was a little chilly. This was the side effect of killing. He couldn''t do it even if he wanted to be gentle.


    Sikong Ao was speechless. Yang Xuan was still Yang Xuan, but his breath was very different from that before. It was really difficult for people to get close to him.


    This is Sikong Ao''s strong spirit and firm will. If someone else is a little closer, he will be killed by the terrible killing intention.


    "I wanted to let you live, but if you can''t bear to go, I''m not polite."


    While talking, Yang Xuan didn''t take charge of Sikong Ao. He directly jumped at the remaining kuishui Xuan snakes with a sword to force a way of blood.


    Poop poop!!!


    A stream of blood rushed into the sky. One after another, Kui shuixuan snakes screamed and became the souls of Yang Xuan under the sword.


    Shrouded in the horror of killing, all kuishui Xuan snakes were greatly reduced in strength because of their inner fear. They were killed by Yang Xuan and fled everywhere. They were in a mess and could no longer constitute a threat.


    Looking at Yang Xuan who was going away quickly, Sikong Ao returned to his mind and quickly spread his body method to catch up. Everywhere he passed, there was a thick layer of blood mist in the air.


    "How strong!"


    At this moment, Sikong Ao was not only shocked, but deeply shocked.


    He could not imagine how terrible his strength would be once Yang Xuan was respected.


    Even, Yang Xuan''s strength displayed at the moment is no inferior to that sea clan God son.


    Soon, the two met, and Yang Xuan also dispersed his killing intention. As for the bloody killing word above, it also disappeared.


    "Brother Yang''s strength is so strong that I am willing to bow down."


    Until this time, Sikong Ao dared to stand next to Yang Xuan and sincerely admired Yang Xuan''s strength.


    "Brother Sikong is not bad either. It must not take long to enter the supreme realm."


    Sikong Ao understood the field. Although it was only a little rudiment, it was also a great thing. As long as it took some time, his cultivation would be higher sooner or later.


    "Although the flood has receded, it is still not suitable to stay here for a long time. If brother Sikong can trust me, he will follow me at full speed."


    "If there is no brother Yang today, I''m afraid I will die. How can I not believe you?"


    "In that case, let''s go at once."


    "OK."


    After a short conversation, Yang Xuan and Sikong Ao flew to the depths of forgetful Valley one after another.


    After being washed by the flood, the scene in the valley was in a mess.


    They didn''t want to care about these. They just kept improving their speed. On the way, Yang Xuan also briefly said the next nine door golden lock array.


    Sikong Ao was shocked when he learned that this array was made by the immortal and there was only one birth gate.


    However, it''s impossible to quit now. It''s better to work hard and win that chance of life.


    Moreover, with Yang Xuan walking together, today''s crisis may change.


    Somehow, Sikong Ao has a blind trust in Yang Xuan. It seems that with Yang Xuan, all problems will not be a problem.


    All along, Yang Xuan seemed very calm, giving people a feeling that he was not afraid of the sky falling.


    "By the way, how are you now?"


    Soon, Sikong Ao thought of Mu Lingxue and asked.


    "She''s fine, but she''s not very calm."


    Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and then released mu Lingxue. As soon as mu Lingxue came out of the purgatory sword, he immediately glared at Yang Xuan with a cannibal look, which was like Yang Xuan''s empathy.


    "Hehe, why do you look at me? Do I have flowers on my face?"


    Yang Xuan touched his nose.


    "Yang Xuan, if there''s another time, I''ll break up with you."


    Mu Lingxue bit her teeth and said.


    "Oh, I''m afraid something will happen to you?"


    "Hum, I''m so afraid of something happening to me. Don''t you think about how I feel when I''m alone."


    "Oh, what''s your mood?"


    "I..."


    Mu Lingxue wants to stop talking. She can''t say she''s worried about Yang Xuan. She''s going crazy.


    Yes, she was almost crazy. No matter how she shouted, the purgatory boy ignored her.


    And she knew nothing about the outside world, and only she knew the anxious and helpless mood.


    "Well, well, I''m wrong this time. Next time, no matter how dangerous the situation is, I''ll take you with me."


    With a smile, Yang Xuan grabbed mu Lingxue''s jade hand and held it tightly in his hand.


    Mu Lingxue was honest after a symbolic struggle, but her heart was beating wildly, and her beautiful cheeks were red.