"God, is this true?!"


    "It''s terrible. How strong is this son''s physical body? Is it some kind of divine body?"


    People marveled, but they all sucked the air conditioner. If they hadn''t seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that a small Immortal King can kill several immortal saints with his bare hands only by his flesh.


    Those Jiayi immortal saints from the Tianlong imperial dynasty, but the personal guard of Longxuan, with the highest cultivation, even reached the seven heaven of the immortal holy land. Everyone''s strength can never be weak, but they were destroyed by Yang Xuan''s attack. It can be seen that Yang Xuan''s strength is strong.


    "It''s impossible. Who the hell are you“


    Jiumo Kong shouted, trying to stabilize his body, with a look of fear on his face.


    It''s like killing ants. It''s a fool for jiumo Kong to treat Yang Xuan as an ordinary little fairy king again.


    A young immortal gentleman didn''t use any mana from beginning to end. He even killed his apprentice long Xuan and several immortal saints of Tianlong imperial dynasty by his flesh and blood. This strength is unmatched by anyone in his generation and can be called unfathomable.


    "Have you explained all your last words?"


    With his hands on his back, Yang Xuan stood in the air and looked down at jiumo Kong. His voice was cold and indifferent, as if in his eyes, jiumo Kong was just an ordinary monk who could be killed with his bare hands.


    "So strong!"


    Many people swallowed their saliva. This young man who claimed to be Yang Xuan was too overbearing. It was rare in ancient times. Such a young man had such fighting power to bully jiumokong and other senior fairy kings.


    Jiumo Kong, the ancestor of biyunzong, has practiced for more than ten thousand years. He is a veritable superior fairy king with great strength and reputation in the south of the whole fairy kingdom. But now he is so despised, which is incredible and shocking.


    "Is this my man?!"


    Wu Lingyan widened her eyes and felt the same shock in her heart. When Yang Xuan raised his hands and feet, she could kill Longxuan, destroy immortal saint and deter jiumo Kong. This picture had a great impact on her heart.


    Now, she finally believes that Yang Xuan has the fighting power to kill the fairy king.


    "Forgive others and forgive others. Young generation, don''t deceive others too much. I admit that you are strong, but I really want to leave. You can''t keep me."


    Jiumo Kong was so angry that he vomited blood, but he obviously sprouted a retreat.


    He was really frightened by Yang Xuan''s arrogance and ruthlessness. God knows how strong the boy''s body is. Once he was close to him, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    After all, just now, he got a punch from Yang Xuan and suffered a lot of internal injuries. I''m afraid that punch is not all Yang Xuan''s strength.


    "You can try and see if you can escape from me?"


    With a sneer, Yang Xuan stepped down step by step and approached jiumo Kong.


    With every step he took, the void was rumbling and rippling, as if his feet could not bear it, and could collapse and overturn at any time.


    "Vertical son, do you really want to kill me?!"


    Jiumo Kong unconsciously retreated and was awed. He thought that with his cultivation, he could easily take Yang Xuan down. Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured and forced to a desperate situation by the other party.


    "Isn''t that nonsense?"


    Yang Xuan shook his head. Since he became an enemy, he had to kill everything. This is also his consistent style of behavior.


    "You..."


    Jiumo''s chest fluctuated and his face was very ugly. He thought about how to escape this robbery and fight with Yang Xuan. He didn''t have the courage and didn''t think he could deal with Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan should be so easy to deal with. He had succeeded earlier.


    "It doesn''t hurt to tell you the truth, fairy king. I''ve killed a lot. I can only say that you''re very unlucky and provoked me."


    Yang Xuan walked along the aisle. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by the crowd. For a time, no one was shocked.


    If the person who said this was an ordinary fairy king, they would only scoff at him and regard him as a arrogant man, but Yang Xuan''s arrogance was in front of them. I''m afraid more than one fairy king had been killed in the past.


    It is rare for a fairy king to kill a fairy king. A fierce man like Yang Xuan was born in the ancient year when Tianjiao came out in large numbers. It is definitely a demon like existence, which is better than that of the five ancient emperors when they were young.


    "Let''s go. At least he''s an old fairy king. Won''t he really run away without fighting?"


    Yang Xuan opened his mouth lightly and directly launched the great void art. He came to jiumo space like a ghost.


    "So fast!"


    As soon as Hatoyama''s empty pupil shrinks, he knows it''s useless to escape.


    In terms of cultivation, he is much higher than Yang Xuan, but in terms of speed, Yang Xuan is never lower than him. Even if he tries his best to escape, he is afraid that he will soon be caught up by the other party.


    "Distraction in battle is not a good thing!"


    With a mocking laugh, Yang Xuan''s right arm swung sideways, and a fist with a violent sound of breaking the air roared fiercely to jiumo air.


    At moment, he still didn''t use his mana, but this sharp punch made people feel terrible and creepy.


    "Enough!"


    Jiumo Kong''s face was green and roared up to the sky. He didn''t hesitate to burn blood essence and consume his life. He raised his mana to a level comparable to the peak fairy king.


    At the same time, he waved his palm and shook Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan was so aggressive that he had to work hard.


    "You can''t compete with me just by improving your mana. I have to say, you''re really too weak."


    Yang Xuan didn''t hide or flash. His fist collided with jiumo''s empty palm without fancy, and a huge noise broke out.


    "Poof!"


    Jiumo empty coughed up blood. Almost in a twinkling of an eye, he was hit again. He flew out like a scarecrow and fell to the ground again.


    "Ha ha, let''s fight again!"


    Yang Xuan laughed, pursued and killed the past again.


    He made repeated attacks with both fists, only attacking but not defending. He was full of war, like a god of war, which made everyone tremble.


    "Damn you!"


    Jiumo''s empty eyes and canthus were about to crack, and all kinds of unique skills came out together. However, he was still defeated. He was beaten by Yang Xuan''s two fists, and his feet kept falling back. He was completely at a disadvantage. Even his clothes and robes were dyed red by blood.


    "The war should be over!"


    Yang Xuan lost interest when he fought only a dozen moves, Leng Sheng said.


    "I can''t kill you, but I want you to regret all your life, hahaha..."


    Jiumo roared, his body expanded sharply, and he tried to explode himself. He also wanted to die with Yang Xuan.


    "Die!"


    Yang Xuan didn''t move. He took the lead and hit jiumo Kong''s body directly. Jiumo Kong couldn''t dodge. The flesh and the yuan God were blown to pieces.


    In this situation, everyone was shocked. Jiumo Kong, the ancestor of Biyun sect, died in the end. He didn''t insist on it for too long under Yang Xuan''s hands, so he completely disappeared.