"Without the power of the fairy king, you are at best an old bastard in my eyes. I kill you like a pig and dog“


    Yang Xuan uttered a cold hum. The airflow around him seemed to break everything. This was the power to devour the way of heaven, which was revealed by him unreservedly, making his fists seem to shake the universe and destroy heaven and earth.


    "I''d like to see. Can you take a few punches?"


    He broke free from the shackles like a demon. It was terrible. He blew out hundreds of boxing in a row, boxing to meat, boxing to see blood. Rao Shihan flashed left and right, tried his best to dodge, and received no idea how many punches. He was bleeding all over, his breath was depressed, and he was embarrassed to the extreme.


    "Ha ha, what bullshit Protoss fairy king, I''m not trampled under my feet now. I have to say that you''re really weak. If you weren''t born earlier than me, you wouldn''t even deserve to lift my shoes“


    Yang xuanyang laughed at first. He was brave and unstoppable. He punched China and South Korea Wuji''s face and cracked Han Wuji''s whole old face. He sank in. It''s true that he didn''t hit people in the face, but he had to do so.


    For him, Han Wuji is the most damned. His hatred for Han Wuji is even much stronger than Han Daosheng. Relying on his high cultivation, this old man wants to press him and make him yield. He should be severely humiliated.


    Han Wuji was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, his teeth were broken several times, and he kept bleeding out. What a miserable word to describe that.


    The crowd paid close attention to it. It was already shocking. The infinite fairy king of the ancient god Han family can be called an expert among the experts in the whole immortal domain. Now he is rubbed like this and has almost no power to fight back. What a shame and inconceivable.


    If you hadn''t seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe it was true.


    At the moment, the grandfathers of eclosion were stunned. Their eclosion sect was inherited from their ancestors. Although a group of fairies and wizards emerged every hundreds or thousands of years, none of them could compete with Yang Xuan.


    At the same time, Yuhua''s grandfather felt very lucky that he didn''t abandon Yang Xuan and left him in Yuhua gate.


    "Damn it!"


    Compared with the grandfathers of eclosion, Xuanyin and Xuefu are not happy at all. They have married Yang Xuan. If Yang Xuan doesn''t die today, they will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.


    Not to mention the ancient Yan Emperor above Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan alone already had the strength to threaten them


    This is a real evil. Over time, no one can check and balance it.


    "What a powerful force!"


    At the moment, you Yunjing, Fang Baiyu, Li Minghua, or the young Tianjiao from all sides are stunned by Yang Xuan''s strong strength. They are young enough and have good accomplishments, but compared with Yang Xuan, the gap is not small.


    Yang Xuan''s strength is consistent with Tao and his combat power is amazing. Unless his cultivation is much higher than him, it will be difficult for anyone to compete with him and will be suppressed by him with his bare hands.


    "How can he be so strong? The other party is the fairy king of the protoss, and he can''t beat him!" Feng Shaobao was pale, gritted his teeth and roared, and was extremely afraid of Yang Xuan.


    "The climate of this son has become, and there is the protection of Emperor Yan. Fortunately, you and I didn''t make a death feud with him, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."


    Zhou Zheng sighed and said to Liu Qing.


    Liu Qing had no eyes and said nothing, as if she hadn''t heard Zhou Zheng''s words. Her heart was already immersed in horror.


    "Evil beast, I will pull you on my back even if I die!"


    Han Wuji screamed wildly. He didn''t hesitate to burn blood essence. His palms held boundless thunder light in a vain attempt to stop Yang Xuan''s attack.


    "A biting dog doesn''t bark, just fight!"


    Yang Xuan drank and his fists burst out one after another. The attack was like a storm. It was violent and swift. It didn''t give Han Wuji a chance to breathe.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    The two fought closely, and their attack power made the whole ethereal fairy City tremble. Many spectators looked at Yang Xuan and chased Han Wuji. They all swallowed their saliva and felt creepy.


    Only in the real fairyland, you can crush a superior fairy king. Although Han Wuji''s strength has been greatly weakened, the fairy king is a fairy king, and it is enough to easily kill the fairy king and the fairy saint.


    This result can only show that Yang Xuan already has the fighting power above the Immortal King. Even an ordinary fairy king may have to be killed by him, and it is impossible to live.


    "Deceive people too much!"


    Han Wuji was seriously injured and humiliated again and again. He roared like a beast. He was fierce in his eyes and full of blood. He didn''t hesitate to lose his life, but also wanted to kill Yang Xuan.


    "Are you going to work hard?"


    Yang Xuan disdained it, completely opened it up, opened it up and closed it up, bombarded it with his fists in turn, and pushed forward. His fists and fists were blessed with great power, as if they could smash the void.


    Bang bang!!!


    Han Wuji tried his best to fight, but he still couldn''t help Yang Xuan. Not only that, his fists and feet often collided with Yang Xuan''s fists, bearing the same pressure as the mountains, which made him retreat and miserable.


    Pedal pedal!!!


    He went back hundreds of steps in a row, and his whole body was in sharp pain. If he had been nourished by mana for a very long time, his body would have been unable to bear it and collapsed on the spot.


    "Old man, didn''t you treat me like an ant? Why can''t you be arrogant now?"


    Yang Xuan pressed step by step, strong and domineering, and his fist was like a raindrop, attacking Han Wuji.


    "The son of God killed you!"


    Suddenly, a startling killing machine came, and a figure suddenly killed him from a distance. Who is it not Han Daosheng? Seeing that Han Wuji had shown his decline, he had to fight with Han Wuji to deal with Yang Xuan.


    ”Die! “


    Han Daosheng didn''t leave his hand. When he came up, he was killing. He stabbed Yang Xuan''s vest with a sword. The power of light and destruction burst out, just like a sneak attack.


    "Get out! I don''t have time to deal with you now."


    Yang Xuan kicked back as if he had eyes on his back. He was as powerful as a mountain. He cracked Han Daosheng''s hands and flew out with his sword.


    At the same time, he stepped up again and punched fiercely. One punch hit Han Wuji''s chest without any fancy.


    This punch was amazing, and Han Wuji''s weak body protection mana was in vain. Han Wuji received this punch firmly, and the whole chest was smashed on the spot, vomiting blood and flying out.


    "Vertical son, my Protoss will not let you go!"


    Han Wuji roared and rolled like a scarecrow, bringing out a piece of blood in mid air.


    "Really? Then I''ll leave you dead!"


    Yang Xuan seldom talks nonsense. He kills him in one step, grabs his head with his bare hands and pinches it hard.


    The sound of as like as two peas, Han Wuji''s whole head broke up like a rotten watermelon. Only a headless body fell from the sky and was flashing with a weak figure, almost identical to Han Wuji''s appearance.


    Needless to say, that is the yuan God of Han Wuji.