"Not finished with me? Can you bite me?"
Yang Xuan disdained, shook his head and sneered, "I''ve refined the divine blood. You''ll die if you''re a loser!"
Han Daosheng bears the ancient god''s blood. If he can swallow that drop of God''s blood, his blood will be strengthened. Unfortunately, the God''s blood is gone. Han Daosheng can only end up disappointed no matter how much he wants.
"God''s blood is what the son of God will get. He also paid two ancient god fruits for it. How can you say grab it? Even if you eat it in your stomach, I want you to spit it out."
Han Daosheng''s eyes were about to crack, and his eyes seemed to eat people. Yang Xuan robbed God''s blood in front of people all over the world. This was not only the earth on Taisui''s head, but also the bandit act of chiguoguo.
Even if the Xuanling Buddha comes personally, there is no reason to occupy it.
Buddhism always says a word of reason. Han Daosheng doesn''t believe in Xuanling. A great Buddhist emperor will continue to protect Yang Xuan regardless of Buddhist laws and regulations.
"Let me spit it out? It''s a big breath. You can have a try if you have the ability."
Yang Xuan took his time and carried his hands. Now he doesn''t pay attention to Han Daosheng at all. He is confident that he can fight with him purely by his flesh.
Admittedly, Han Daosheng is the favored son of the protoss, and his strength is not weak, but he is not an ordinary true fairyland friar.
Leaving aside the flesh, his cultivation has reached the peak of the real fairyland, and his mana contains a lot of sun divine fire, and even inherited some of the original magic powers of the sun divine bird.
Taking this opportunity, he also happened to try the power of the magic power. Naturally, he didn''t mind using Han Daosheng as a grindstone.
Some people, born with extreme conceit and arrogance, should teach a lesson.
"Boy, if you rob God''s blood, you must die. Even if Xuanling Buddha comes, it''s useless, not to mention that Xuanling Buddha is far away in the Buddhist domain, and may not come to save you."
At the moment, Han Wuji also spoke. His voice was full of fierce murders. His eyes looked at Yang Xuan like a dead man, as if everything was under his control.
With his accomplishments and strength, he is naturally far from the opponent of Xuanling Buddha, but he is more than enough to deal with Yang Xuan without effort.
"I don''t need Xuanling Buddha to save me, and I never want to live under the protection of others."
Yang xuandao.
"The mole ants are still living stealthily. I can only say that you are too arrogant, and I will never be soft on arrogant, arrogant and shameless young people like you."
Han Wuji said coldly.
"In terms of arrogance, Han Daosheng around you is better than me. In terms of shamelessness, I''m far less than you. The old man really thinks I''m a soft persimmon. Can I pinch it as much as I want?"
Yang Xuan drank loudly and didn''t show weakness. He hit Han Wuji''s face in front of the world, which shocked you Yunjing, Fang Baiyu, Li Minghua, Liu Qing, Zhou Zheng, and many young immortals in the city.
Feng Shaobao, who hated Yang Xuan to the bone, was almost scared to death. He also completely refused to revenge Yang Xuan.
This kind of madman who is not afraid of heaven and earth will never be better if he is provoked. Feng Shaobao only has endless fear when he looks at Yang Xuan.
"I dare to be rampant when I die. If I don''t tear you to pieces today, it''s hard to dispel my hatred."
Han Wuji was angry and his face was blue and red. He had already decided to get rid of Yang Xuan. He was killed by Xuanling Buddha emperor afterwards, and he didn''t hesitate.
"This son is mine. I''ll kill him myself."
Han Daosheng gnashed his teeth. His hatred with Yang Xuan can''t be dissolved. If he doesn''t kill Yang Xuan town with absolute strength today, he will lose face and reputation in the future.
"In that case, the old slave will rob the array for the young master. Hum, I''d like to see if that guy dares to intervene after eating the bear heart leopard."
Han Wuji''s cold eyes looked around the audience while he spoke. Especially, he stayed for a moment on the grandparent Yuhua. Although he didn''t say anything, he made the grandparent Yuhua''s face sink and made the crowd feel cold.
Han Wuji''s gesture is obviously determined to kill Yang Xuan. It''s useless for Tianwang Laozi to come.
"Is the fairy king very powerful? I''m not afraid of you. If you really annoy me, I''ll make you peel off."
Jiutian pterosaur shouted and was about to help Yang Xuan.
"Just be quiet."
Yang Xuan lowered his head and swept the nine day pterosaur, then turned his eyes to Han Daosheng and said sarcastically, "if you want to kill me, you can''t just rely on one mouth."
"The son of God will use all his strength next, and you''d better not try to hide your strength, otherwise you will definitely die."
The voice is still there. Han Daosheng has risen to the sky. His mana is surging. His killing intention is like a tide. He confronts Yang Xuan across the air.
"You can''t make me use all my means."
Yang Xuan threw his mouth, and the great void art began. His body suddenly disappeared from his place. When he appeared again, people had come to Han Daosheng.
"So fast!"
As soon as Han Daosheng''s pupil shrinks, Yang Xuan''s speed shocked him. He asks himself that he has extreme speed, but he may not be able to beat Yang Xuan.
"Do you dare to be distracted in battle? Take a punch from me!"
Yang Xuan drank violently, swayed his right arm, and hit it with a strong fist. In an instant, a series of gas explosions broke out.
This punch, he only used 70% of the power, but the 70% of the power was more than several times stronger than before he refined God''s blood.
A drop of the life essence of the sun god bird not only advanced his blood, but also made his power more violent.
"Da Guangming fist! Die!"
Han Daosheng roared angrily and hit with his fist. His fist was shining. The white mana wave was boundless and vast like a river, which contained the power of the law of light.
Yang Xuan was fearless and his fist was castrated. There was no fancy collision with Han Daosheng''s Da Guangming fist.
Boom!
With a loud noise, ripples appeared in the whole world, which seemed to break apart. Under this powerful bombardment, Yang Xuan and Han Daosheng flew out one after another.
"It''s terrible. This son''s flesh is so strong!"
"Breaking ten thousand dharmas with one force is the legendary breaking ten thousand dharmas with one force. Does Lin Feng want to prove the truth with an example?"
At this moment, I don''t know how many people exclaimed.
Han Daosheng, however, used his secret skills, while Yang Xuan could resist hard with his flesh, which can be seen from his strong physique.
Such a rare body refiner can''t be shaken at all. He can only cope with it with strong mana. Otherwise, if he hits it with a fist, the ordinary Immortal King will crack his bones and flesh, and his gods and forms will be destroyed.
"Lao Zu, is he really Lin Feng?"
Duan de opened his mouth. He didn''t think that Yang Xuan could compete with the divine Son chamber of the protoss such as Han Daosheng by relying on his flesh.
"He is by no means Lin Feng. I''m afraid the Lin Feng you know has long died in the barren mountains."
Fang Baiyu hummed.
"What are you talking about? Lin Feng and I are good brothers. I know whether he is Lin Feng or not."
Having said that, Duan de was always uncertain. After all, the former Lin Feng was too low-key. He couldn''t feel anything extraordinary.
But now, Lin Feng in his eyes is sharp and arrogant. The contrast between the two is not too big.
"What does it matter to you whether he is Lin Feng?"
The eclosic ancestor shook his head slightly and said to Duan De, "you just need to remember that he regards you as a friend and has no malice to you."
"Lao Zu said he was not Lin Feng..."
Duan de was stunned. He had practiced for so many years. If he still couldn''t listen to the words of Yuhua, he would really be a fool.