"Madman, you deserve to die."
Li Minghua roared, and his eyes were about to burst out fire.
At this time, not only Li Minghua was angered, but also many holy court martial artists were angry. A group of people pulled out their weapons without saying a word. They were going to rush up and break Yang Xuan into pieces.
An outsider, in full view of the public, boasted that he wanted to kill the son of the holy court.
If we do not kill them today and make an example of them, how will people all over the world treat their holy court?
After returning to the holy court, the Holy Son of the holy court can''t spare them.
"This son is really lawless!"
"Jiang Mingyue, the son of Shengting, is not an ordinary person. Her strength is much stronger than Li Minghua. Ten li Minghua may not be Jiang Mingyue''s opponent."
"To despise Jiang Mingyue is to despise the holy court and even the whole ancient heaven. Even if this son can survive today, he will be doomed to more or less good in the future."
Just as the man''s head met his ears, Yang Xuan kept walking and shouted coldly at many Shengting martial artists: "let''s go together and save me a lot of trouble."
"Kill!"
Hundreds of holy court warriors were so angry that they couldn''t help fighting immediately.
These holy court warriors have the lowest accomplishments and are new to the divine power realm. The people with the highest accomplishments have reached the peak of the divine power realm. Both the accomplishments and the number of people are enough to make Yang Xuan die without a burial place.
However, they forgot that Yang Xuangang slapped Li Minghua.
Li Minghua regained his mind, opened his mouth and shouted, "come back, you are not his opponent."
Although unwilling to admit it, Yang Xuan is indeed a genius. He is a rare young arrogant in ancient and modern times. His strength is definitely much higher than his revealed accomplishments. Whoever wants to be a martial artist with divine power is doomed to suffer a great loss.
With Li Minghua''s words, some of the Shengting martial artists all stopped, but more than a dozen people still didn''t choose to stop, but rushed towards Yang Xuan.
"A group of tujiwa dogs."
Yang Xuan looked fearless and casually spit out a few words from his mouth.
"Die!"
More than a dozen Shengting warriors were furious and attacked their hearts. They all waved weapons, sword Qi, knife awn and so on. They came like a gorgeous light rain.
"Out!"
Yang Xuan didn''t care. With a big hand, no breath fluctuated and leaked out, but with such a hand, all the sword Qi, knife and awn were smashed and turned into nothingness.
Even if there were a hundred or a thousand warriors in the realm of divine power, they couldn''t compete with him. They almost didn''t use their power. The attack of a group of holy court warriors was easily dissolved by him.
"Go back!"
Up to now, all the martial artists of the holy court know that they are in great trouble. The strength of the other party is far beyond that of the same generation, unfathomable, and is by no means an ordinary madman.
For a moment, all the more than a dozen holy court warriors who rushed to kill retreated, and even those behind them could not stop retreating.
"If you dare to fight me, you won''t want to go."
Yang Xuan looked indifferent, and he didn''t see any action. The bodies of more than a dozen Shengting warriors who had rapidly retreated were instantly frozen in the air. They couldn''t move no matter how they struggled, as if they were under the fixed body spell.
This scene was extremely strange. His cultivation was as high as Li Minghua, and he didn''t understand how Yang Xuan did it.
"Shit, what kind of magic did this son use?"
Some people scream and imprison people out of thin air so that they can''t move. This means can only be explained by magic.
"Boy, if you don''t want to be chased by my holy court, let people go quickly."
Li Minghua was shocked and hurriedly opened his mouth.
"Dead."
Yang Xuan didn''t even look at Li Minghua. He bent his fingers and flicked a sharp sword across the sky. He killed more than a dozen Shengting martial artists on the spot. The ruthless means made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
"You..."
Li Minghua pointed to Yang Xuan, and his face was frightened and scared. He didn''t seem to expect that Yang Xuan really dared to kill people. In front of people all over the world, he mercilessly killed the people of their holy court.
"I don''t care about me. If you don''t want to die, kowtow to me and make amends immediately. I''m in a good mood. Maybe I can leave you a whole body."
Yang Xuan said coldly.
"Beast, I will kill you today."
Li Minghua flew into a rage, propped up the field with one hand and shrouded Yang Xuan.
"The field is useless to me."
Yang xuanmai opened his steps, walked calmly and looked calm.
"My field is not an ordinary field. Go to hell."
Li Minghua roared, and suddenly there were wisps of arc-shaped electric light in the seemingly invisible field. Between the flashes of electric light, Qi and Qi shot at Yang Xuan.
"Broken!"
Yang xuanyang raised his hand and secretly launched the flying fairy art. With one palm, all the arcs were broken.
At the same time, his body moved and suddenly floated close to Li Minghua and grabbed Li Minghua''s head with his bare hands.
"Damn it!"
Li Minghua was shocked. A large number of black needles suddenly burst out of his sleeves, turned into a light rain, and shot at Yang Xuan.
However, what shocked him was that so many black needles were like rotten wood. They were broken inch by inch by Yang Xuan''s palm and were vulnerable!
Yang Xuan''s seemingly small palm seemed to contain a terrible force. Li Minghua''s blood melting needle, which he had always been proud of, could not withstand this blow and was completely crushed.
In this situation, the crowd was moved. This foreign young man was powerful and almost evil. Li Minghua made a bad relationship with him. He was really stupid.
"Awesome!"
Looking at the moon upstairs, Lin Zhengying was also surprised. Such a means is amazing. He is confident that he may not be able to do it.
"The old man is sinister enough. Unfortunately, a small concealed weapon can''t hurt me."
Yang Xuan was like no one else. He kicked out with one foot. The speed was so fast that Li Minghua couldn''t dodge. He was bleeding wildly on the spot and flew backwards for tens of meters. He didn''t know how many sternum were broken.
After learning the profound meaning of power in the field, Yang Xuan is proficient in the use of power. This is that Li Minghua''s cultivation is high enough. If he is an ordinary supreme martial artist, he will die if he can''t take one foot.
"Li offered it."
Many martial artists in the holy court are cold all over. This is the worship of their holy court. An old strong man at the top of the supreme realm has no advantage over Yang Xuan.
"Ah!"
Li Minghua''s beard danced disorderly and his eyes were full of blood. The whole person was almost mad. He turned over and got up from the ground.
"Noisy!"
Yang Xuan jumped up and suddenly burst into a killing intention, like a killing God, roaring to kill Li Minghua.
"I fought with you."
Li Minghua tried his best to resist, but he still couldn''t take Yang Xuan''s blow. Yang Xuan pressed down with his bare hands. His big hand was like a mountain. With one blow, Li Minghua was smashed to pieces and destroyed both form and spirit.
"Dead!"
"Better than Li Minghua, I can''t stop him."
"It''s too strong. Few people in the same generation are opponents of this son."
At this moment, the crowd was very frightened. It was like a god blocking the killing God. The demon king of the Buddha blocking the killing Buddha killed a holy court offering at the peak of the supreme territory with one palm. I''m afraid that the Holy Son Jiang Mingyue of the holy court came and didn''t really suppress it.