"Tell me, where on earth have you seen our young master? Is our young master living or dead now?"


    "When he died, he was killed by me in the house of eternal life, and both form and spirit were destroyed."


    "Damn you!"


    Rao is an old man in brocade robe. He had already guessed the result, but he still couldn''t help being angry.


    "Murderer, people always kill. I can only say that you, the young master of the shadow clan, are too weak and unfortunately met me."


    Yang Xuan shrugged. For a hundred years in the eternal world, more than a gong liangxiu died?


    Gong liangxiu has noble blood and distinguished family background. Although he is a rare genius in the world, he is only in the middle among the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups. He is not the top.


    Even, in terms of strength, Gong liangxiu is slightly inferior to Sikong AO and Lin Zhengying.


    As for his conduct, it is even worse.


    It''s strange that such arrogant and conceited people can survive in the hall of eternal life.


    It can be said that the reason why he died was his own fault, not others.


    Thinking so, Yang Xuan glanced around the audience and said, "don''t look like dead parents. If you want to do it, just come here. I''ll fight you all alone."


    "Kill him and avenge the young Lord."


    "Kill!!!"


    In all directions, a shadow emperor and countless shadow friars all red their eyes and shouted loudly.


    Gong liangxiu is the only son of the current patriarch of the shadow family in Xuantian big world, and it is also the hope for the rise of their shadow family.


    Now the hope is dashed. I don''t know how to hand over the job to the patriarch when I go back.


    How can they not be angry?


    How can we not hate?


    Yang Xuan smiled coldly. With his strength now, he is enough to run the world. Don''t mention these shadow family friars. Even if the dark Luo or the shadow family leader came in person, he was not afraid.


    "You dare to kill our young master. My shadow family is against you. Die!"


    At this time, the old man in the brocade robe roared with a ferocious face. At the moment when his voice fell, he brushed his sleeve and offered a 9981 black fire talisman.


    This is the killer mace that their shadow clan patriarch gave him to protect his life before he came here. Each black fire talisman is equivalent to the power of a monk in the early stage of Huadao. Eighty one talismans are produced together, which can kill the strong people at the peak of Huadao.


    This time, Yang Xuan was caught off guard and killed with one blow.


    Hoo Hoo!!!


    In an instant, the black fire talismans rose to meet the storm and turned into a torrent of black fire burning the sky and boiling the sea, which rushed to Yang Xuan, as if to burn his whole person.


    "Be careful, master."


    The butterfly emperor changed color. At this moment, Shen Yuexin and the Yi sisters also lost their beauty. Although their cultivation was low, they could also feel the terrorist power contained in this huge black fire.


    This is far away, and the butterfly emperor has put up a layer of defense shield beside them, otherwise they would have been burned into fly ash by the terrible high temperature.


    "Do it."


    Outside the border of the big array, Feng Qingyang and murongfu looked at each other, and they were about to start. In their view, Yang Xuan may not be able to take over these black fire talismans, so naturally he can''t stand idly by.


    However, before they really took action, Yang Xuan waved his huge palm.


    "Boom!"


    With one palm, an unimaginable force rolled up the imperial spirit, turned into a huge palm print of half gold and half black, and shot at the raging black fire.


    At the moment when the palm print appeared, a strong sense of crisis surged in the heart of the old man in the brocade robe. If he didn''t want to, he shouted, "go back."


    Unfortunately, it''s too late.


    The giant palm fell down in the air, with a kind of invincible momentum. One after another, the black fire collapsed and disappeared on the spot. The cracks in the heaven and earth appeared everywhere, and the sky of thousands of miles was shocked.


    Hiss!


    A great sense of horror rose in the hearts of many shadow friars, including the Royal robed elders at the peak of the emperor.


    He reacted quickly and retreated unhappily. Even so, he suffered a lot of impact. The blood in his mouth gushed wildly. One blow was a serious internal injury, and his internal organs were a burst of hot pain.


    The rest, whether the shadow emperor or the other shadow friars, all seemed to be swept by the wind and waves, and flew out like a broken string kite, screaming incessantly.


    With this single blow, several shadow clan emperors vomited blood and were seriously injured. Countless shadow clan friars were smashed in the air and turned into a blood mist.


    "Is this really the power that an emperor can send out?"


    The holy city, the four holy colleges, and even the whole holy land, the monks who are watching the development of the situation are shocked and speechless by this scene.


    Dozens of shadow clan emperors and hundreds of thousands of powerful monks of shadow clan couldn''t bear the blow of Yang Xuan, a young emperor.


    This cultivation, this sweeping strength, is already amazing!


    "You, you are not an emperor! An emperor will never be so strong."


    The old man in the brocade robe shouted in horror. He could see that Yang Xuangang had only that palm, so he clearly had spare power and forcibly controlled the power within a certain range.


    Otherwise, this palm will fall and kill them like ants!


    This is not to say that Yang Xuan deliberately showed mercy, but did not want to spread to the large array border shrouded over the holy land.


    The boundary of the big array is released by the emperor tower. Its defense is very strong, but I''m afraid it can''t withstand his repeated attacks in the face of Yang Xuan.


    The young man is just like a demon God. His means are overbearing and powerful, which makes people tremble.


    "You talk a lot."


    Yang Xuan glanced coldly at the old man in the brocade robe and said, "well, I''ll kill you first and let you shut up completely."


    "Go quickly, this son can''t fight."


    In the absence of commander mura, no one here was Yang Xuan''s opponent. The old man in brocade robe almost didn''t think much, so he fled directly to the distance.


    The other party''s killing opportunity has appeared and has directly locked him. It''s really too late if he doesn''t go now.


    In this world, who can really ignore death?


    The old man in brocade robe has lived for too long, and he is too afraid to leave his life here for nothing.


    "Escape. Only by escaping from the holy world as soon as possible can we save our lives."


    At the moment, the old man in brocade robes is as embarrassed as a lost dog as he has the bearing to be a monk at the peak of the emperor.


    "Can you go?"


    Yang Xuan''s tongue was full of spring thunder, and he didn''t choose to pursue. As his voice fell, a vast momentum swept out and suppressed the old man in brocade on the spot.


    The old man in the brocade robe felt a big mountain pressing on his head. He suddenly felt cold in his heart. He only felt that death was so close to him at this moment.


    "Kill you, one blow is enough, die!"


    Yang Xuan stepped into the air and shook the whole sky. A Golden Imperial Qi flew out of his body and turned into a peerless sharp golden sword. He broke through the air in an instant and split the old man in the brocade robe into fly ash.


    His imperial Qi can be yin or yang. Once it turns into gold, his power is even several times and hundreds of times stronger than the divine power of the sun. Can it be countered by a small emperor?