"Come so fast!"


    "The enemy is in front of us. Brother Yang, hurry away. Don''t waste your life for us."


    Huoyunzi and ye Feiyang looked at each other in horror and understood that the dark Luo was coming, and didn''t think Yang Xuan could defeat each other.


    No matter how strong Yang Xuan''s strength is, he is only an emperor after all, and that dark Luo''s cultivation is obviously far beyond the realm of the emperor.


    The arrival of these characters seems to be a situation of death. Even if Yang Xuan wants to protect them, it is difficult to turn the tide.


    "I came here to kill this man. It''s ok if he doesn''t come. If he comes, he can only be killed by me."


    Yang Xuan''s complexion was as usual. He raised his hand. The golden light in the palm turned into an equally huge golden palm and collided with the dark palm in the air.


    Boom!


    At this moment, the whole sky was shaking.


    The moment the two giant palms hit each other, they were smashed and eliminated together, as if they had never appeared, but the void cracks on the void let people clearly know that the two sides have officially fought.


    What''s more amazing is that Yang Xuan didn''t lose the slightest in this fight.


    "God, that''s too strong. Is he really an emperor? That man''s cultivation at least has a cave in the sky. One palm of his hand is enough to destroy the whole Imperial City, but he easily erased it. It''s incredible."


    "Great. With this man, we might all survive."


    In the Imperial City, the crowd was surprised and happy. It seemed that they did not expect that the imperial city was intact under the collision.


    All this was done by Yang Xuan.


    If he hadn''t made a strong move and smashed the huge palm that covered the sky, they would almost die.


    For a time, countless people looked at Yang Xuan with deep awe.


    "Alas, the gap is too big. In the past, we might be able to compete with him, but now, we can only look up to him."


    "Under the emperor, everything is mole ants. If he hadn''t been here today, we would have died. It''s ridiculous. Many people in the city really think that the imperial city can stop this demon."


    When Shang Jie, Qiu Shaoyang, Wei Qingshu and others talked in a low voice, they were more depressed than shocked.


    As the leaders of the young generation in the ancient continent, their talent is not high, and their cultivation speed is not fast. Among them, Qiu Shaoyang is the most, and their cultivation has even reached the supreme state.


    But so what?


    Compared with Yang Xuan, it''s just one day at a time. No matter how hard they practice, they can''t catch up with Yang Xuan in this life.


    Under the attention of the crowd, Yang Xuan looked into the distance and shouted, "since you''re here, get out of here quickly."


    "Interesting. It''s worthy of being the emperor of the demon emperor family. It''s really powerful. But don''t be too proud. It''s just a warm-up. The good play is still ahead."


    With a cold hum, two figures rushed out of the ancient region. It was the old man with different pupils and a man in black who came back.


    The man in black was tall and straight, with endless indifference in his eyes, as if he were inhuman and had no emotion.


    Needless to say, this person is dark Luo, a cruel man whose cultivation has reached the peak of Dongtian.


    With his hands on his back, he stood high in the sky. His eyes were cold and ruthless. Just one look made countless people feel headache and want to crack. It seemed that he would crush the sea!


    Yang Xuan was fearless, but the fire cloud and ye Feiyang around him could not bear the pressure of this man.


    They tried their best to exercise their divine power. They just felt like a negative mountain. Their clothes and robes were soaked in an instant.


    "It''s not safe here. You go down first."


    With a wave of his big hand, Yang Xuan sent them down to the city, then flew up and came to the same height as the man in black.


    "A little emperor, dare to sit on the same level with me. I have to say that you are really conceited“


    The man in black is dark Luo, a peerless Tianjiao from the shadow family. He squints up and down at Yang Xuan and coldly says, "now, I need an explanation!"


    "What explanation do you want?"


    Yang Xuan asked faintly and glanced at the old Yitong standing behind dark Luo. Although he didn''t say anything, he made the old Yitong tremble and tremble, and his heart was shrouded in fear for a moment.


    "Useless things."


    Dark Luo frowned and scolded.


    "Commander, spare your life. This man is really terrible."


    The old man Yitong was terrified. He seemed to be very afraid of dark Luo. Dark Luo practiced a magic skill. He was perverse and could kill people at any time.


    Since he became famous, not to mention his friars, only the people who died in his hands could not be counted.


    "I wanted you to do it. Now it seems that you have lost the courage to fight with each other. What''s the use of keeping you?"


    Dark Luo slapped back, directly patted the old man with different pupils, and turned into a blood mist in the air.


    "Even your own people are killed. I have to say that you are really cruel“


    Yang Xuan''s mouth turned up, and he didn''t know whether he was praising or mocking.


    "Our generation of demon practitioners kill whenever they want. They do what they want. Besides, they are still a waste of their mind. Death is also a relief for him."


    Dark Luo Road.


    "You don''t deserve to be called demon Xiu."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "the real devil will not kill for the sake of killing."


    "Don''t think you are a demon emperor, you can tell me what to do. You are no different from me except that your blood is stronger than me."


    "You''re wrong. Although you and I are both evil practitioners, there are great differences in essence."


    Magic cultivation, to put it bluntly, is to cultivate against the sky.


    This rebellion requires both rebellion and rebellion. Only a demon who dares to face the sky and vows not to yield can be regarded as a real demon.


    As for dark Luo, he is nothing more than a ruthless demon who only knows how to kill. There are too many such people in this vast universe.


    Of course, such people practice very fast, but most of them don''t live long. The way of heaven in the dark can''t accommodate them first.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. Tell me why you want to kill my people. You know, the people I''m talking about are those outside. They are a whole hundred thousand people. It''s unforgivable that they were slaughtered by you alone."


    Dark Luo looked gloomy, his eyes stared at Yang Xuan, and his voice was full of uncontrollable anger and killing intention.


    No matter how bloodthirsty he was, the blood of the shadow clan flowed in his body, and he had to avenge those who died.


    "I just see that you shadow people are unhappy and want to kill you. Are you satisfied with this answer?"


    Yang Xuan is lazy.


    "You..."


    Dark Luo was so angry that his eyes were full of murders that he could hardly bear to do it.


    Yang Xuan suddenly didn''t feel it and said, "it''s useless to say more. Let''s fight. Today, there is only one person between you and me who can get out of this world alive."