"It''s arrogant of you to kill me with two moves. Is it really mud pinch to be the prince?"


    The Dragon Pavilion''s eyes were blazing with fire, and his expression was ferocious. His powerful mana was released and turned into countless dragon shaped air pillars, flying around his body.


    The dragon shaped pillars of Qi are powerful and powerful. They are magnificent and prosperous. People are both shocked and extremely shocked. At this moment, the Dragon Pavilion is like a Dragon God Emperor, which can''t be defeated.


    "This is the secret of the dragon family of the Tianlong emperor Dynasty... The real dragon god Gang?!"


    Someone seemed to think of something and couldn''t help crying out. In the library of the Tianlong imperial dynasty, there have always been many immortal skills, among which the real dragon god Gang is the most powerful.


    Ordinary Tianlong imperial friars can''t even read, let alone practice.


    It is said that once every prince of the dragon family has cultivated this magic power, he must go around to hunt and kill dragons and beasts, and refine the essence of all kinds of powerful dragons and beasts into his own mana.


    Only in this way can we practice Dragon Spirit gang.


    "The real dragon god gang of our dragon family can attack and defend. He is famous for his strong defense. What''s wrong with taking a hard blow from you?"


    Long Xuan roared. His real dragon spirit gang had already achieved great success. He was surrounded by ninety-nine and eighty-one body guards. The Dragon Gang Qi entangled and sheltered him, which made him invincible.


    "In my eyes, you are really kneaded in mud. What nonsense is the prince of the imperial dynasty. You can protect your body with many dragon Qi, which will turn into nothingness in the face of absolute power."


    Yang Xuan opened his mouth lightly. He was dressed in white and his long hair was flying. With a big hand, he didn''t see any mana fluctuation, but his speed was fast to the extreme.


    "Overestimate your strength!"


    Seeing that Yang Xuan humiliated himself repeatedly, and finally didn''t even use magic power, long Xuan was so angry that he said angrily, "die for me!"


    The voice was still there, his feet suddenly stepped on the earth, and the dragon shaped air columns rushed up one after another, running through the sky and earth like dragons, and soon collided with Yang Xuanfei''s rapidly falling palm.


    "Bang bang!!!"


    There was no earthshaking sound, only a series of dull sounds. All the dragon shaped air columns collapsed and disappeared like paper paste.


    "It''s impossible!"


    Long Xuan shouted. He couldn''t believe it was true. His dragon Qi exploded. Even if he was an ordinary immortal saint, he couldn''t say he could break it at one blow, but now he was smashed by Yang Xuan''s palm.


    "I forgot to tell you that I am a body refiner. All my strength is on the palms of these hands."


    Yang Xuan sneered. After a meal, he immediately dived down again and slapped Longxuan Tianling with his palm.


    "Master, save me!"


    Longxuan shouted loudly. He used the real dragon spirit gang. His mana consumption was huge and he was unable to resist. He could only turn to jiumo Kong. Only jiumo Kong was present. He could save his life in time.


    "Stop, this duel, my apprentice conceded defeat."


    Jiumo shouted angrily. Long Xuan is not only his closed disciple, but also the ninth son of Wuji emperor. He has a respected identity and promising future. He must not die here.


    "A battle of life and death, never die, how can you admit defeat“


    Yang Xuan said coldly.


    "Vertical son seeks death!"


    Jiumo was furious, and he was covered with terrible pressure. He rolled out like a river tide, and a wave of suppression came to Yang Xuan.


    In the eyes of jiumo Kong, Yang Xuan is just an Immortal King. He doesn''t even have the cultivation of the immortal holy land. Once his power comes out, he can imprison him in one fell swoop, and Yang Xuan can''t hurt Longxuan any more.


    "Hum, what about the superior fairy king? It can''t stop me from killing Yang Xuan."


    Yang Xuan snorted coldly. He was castrated with one hand. It seemed that he had not been affected at all. It was just a little pressure from the Immortal King. Falling on him was like nothing. It was no different from fishing itching.


    "No, you can''t kill me!"


    Long Xuan''s scalp was numb. He felt the approaching of death. He wanted to dodge, but he was determined by a mysterious force. He could only watch Yang Xuan''s palm press down.


    "Die!"


    Yang Xuan had no intention of stopping when he killed his heart. One palm directly broke through the air. Long Xuan failed to give a scream and became a broken meat all over the ground. Even the yuan God was grabbed by Yang Xuan with his bare hands, applied the art of soul searching and memory destruction, and then crushed it mercilessly.


    "Dead!"


    "This madman, he really dares to kill!"


    The crowd was in an uproar and all of them were in a cold sweat. It was the ninth Prince of the Tianlong emperor and the son of the Wuji emperor. Now he was slapped to death.


    The most shocking thing is that the power contained in Yang Xuan''s palm is clearly the pure and broken flesh power. It is extremely terrible. Even the immortal saint can never stop his full blow.


    At the moment, the scene was noisy, and irrelevant people only felt frightened, while several Jiayi immortal saints from the Tianlong imperial dynasty, who witnessed the tragic death of Longxuan, fell into rage one after another.


    When Longxuan died, he died in front of them. They were not able to escort him. Once the Wuji emperor came out from the depths of the ruins, his anger would first burn on them.


    "Kill my apprentice. I want you to pay for your life!"


    With his eyes red, he was also crazy.


    The Wuji emperor entrusted Longxuan to his care. Although his master did his duty, he failed to protect his son Longxuan. The Wuji emperor would never spare him afterwards.


    "If you want to kill me, I''m afraid you don''t have that ability."


    Yang Xuan stood with his hands down and narrowed his eyes.


    "I''ll deal with this son. You guys, go and take the woman immediately."


    Jiumo turned his eyes and ordered several Jiayi immortal saints in the rear. The man stepped on the ground and killed Yang Xuan straightly.


    "Do it!"


    Several Jiayi immortal saints have no time to think about it. They spread out their body methods one after another and jumped at Wu Lingyan at the fastest speed. Wu Lingyan and Yang Xuan are close. At first glance, they are their Taoist partners. If they can catch this woman, Yang Xuan will be able to avoid rats.


    "You dare to touch my woman!"


    Yang Xuan shouted. His eyes opened and closed, killing everything.


    Wu Lingyan is his inverse scale. Whoever dares to play Wu Lingyan''s idea must be ready to bear his anger.


    "Vertical son, your opponent is me!"


    Jiumo shouted violently. He came very fast. In a twinkling, he came to Yang Xuan.


    "Get out!"


    Yang Xuan did not stir up, and the power of the heaven''s body was mobilized by one blow, and the Mannu of the manu''s body was shattered.


    Poof!


    Jiumo Kong was shocked and spewed blood. During his flight back, his face was filled with incredible horror. It seemed that he was better than himself and could not catch Yang Xuan''s blow.


    All this happened in the middle of lightning. When I got back to my senses, I saw a figure roaring towards them at a ghostly speed.


    "It''s your turn. All die!"


    Yang Xuan moved the real fire and showed no mercy. He swept out with one palm, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Several Jiayi immortal saints were afraid of being broken by one palm, and their gods and forms were destroyed in an instant.