"God, is this true?"


    "It''s terrible. He family provoked such a evil god. It''s going to destroy the family!"


    The crowd watched from a distance. They were all frightened and gasped.


    Yang Xuan is too strong. Killing immortal kings and emperors is like killing mole ants. The strength and ruthlessness shown are really shocking. At the moment, Zhou Taibei and his family are also full of incredible.


    "Father, elder Yang, is he really just a fairy king?"


    Zhou Yan asked in a daze. It was hard for a pair of beautiful eyes to move away from Yang Xuan. She believed that Yang Xuan didn''t lie, but such a young fairy king and such rebellious fighting power were really unimaginable.


    "Cultivation doesn''t represent strength. I didn''t believe much in being a father before, but when I saw it today, I knew that there were days outside the sky and people outside the people."


    Zhou Taibei sighed with emotion. He was more impacted in his heart. He thought that Zhou Taibei had practiced for more than ten thousand years and was still hovering at the peak of fairyland, but Yang Xuan, far younger than him, had already reached his realm.


    The cultivation level is still the second. Even people with similar cultivation have different strength. In terms of strength, ten of them are not as good as Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan stood in the air, white as snow, ignoring the eyes of others. He lowered his head, looked down at he Zhengxiong, and said faintly, "hand over the ancient map and I''ll leave you a whole body."


    The overbearing tone is not surprising. If Yang Xuan speaks well, people will feel strange. After all, Yang Xuan seems very strong from beginning to end.


    "If you want an ancient map, step on he''s body."


    He Zhengxiong drank violently, and there was an extra sword in his hand. The sword was three feet and seven inches long. It was dark and dark. It seemed to be full of magic, from which there were bursts of dragon roars.


    Many people feel dizzy and uncomfortable when they hear this sound.


    "This is..."


    "No mistake. It''s the Ming dragon sword, the treasure of he family town. It''s said that the ancestor of he family obtained this sword from a forbidden area in the past. A powerful demon dragon and fierce soul are imprisoned in the sword."


    All kinds of voices came. Yang Xuan was unmoved, shook his head and said, "what a peerless magic sword. It''s a pity that this sword can''t exert all its power in your hand."


    "Die!"


    He Zhengxiong roared, carrying the ghost dragon sword, and lightning killed Yang Xuan.


    There is no way to avoid this war, only death.


    Yang Xuan looked cold and directly swung his fists. He fought with he Zhengxiong, and a series of roars broke out. Rao was he Zhengxiong''s fierce hand and holding a sharp weapon, but he couldn''t stop Yang Xuan''s fierce fist.


    His fist is the toughest weapon in the world. He Zhengxiong is defeated every time he collides with the ghost dragon sword.


    This scene also shocked everyone, even the heads and elders of all families, even the strong ones whose accomplishments reached the top of the imperial realm, could not help but be afraid of the Dharma.


    You know, Yang Xuan didn''t use magic at this time. He fought with he Zhengxiong with his flesh and blood. His physique was unheard of and extremely strong.


    "Bang!"


    Soon, he Zhengxiong couldn''t hold on any longer. He was boxed out by Yang Xuanyi and spewed blood in the air. Even the ghost dragon sword in his hand almost got rid of it.


    "What family is over!"


    Some people sighed that in front of absolute power, he Zhengxiong''s defeat has been decided, and with he Zhengxiong''s death, the he family will exist in name only.


    "Ah!"


    He Zhengxiong''s character is very strong. Although he was seriously injured, he didn''t give in. He burned his blood essence wildly and finally released the evil dragon''s fierce soul in the dark dragon sword.


    Roar!


    Accompanied by the roaring sound of the dragon, a ferocious magic dragon hundreds of feet long appeared in the air. Its whole body was shrouded in terrible black flames and exuded terrible magic power.


    "What kind of monster is this?"


    "Go back, it''s the dark magic dragon, it''s definitely the dark magic dragon!"


    The dark magic dragon has always been one of the overlords in the underworld. It is a real pure blood creature of the underworld. It is said that the ancestor of the underworld, you dark, once owned a dark magic dragon, and an adult dark magic dragon can compete with the immortal saint.


    Although this magic dragon is only a dragon soul, even if it is a dragon soul, it is absolutely ferocious.


    "Kill him!"


    He Zhengxiong cried bitterly. In order to awaken the evil dragon''s fierce soul, he almost ran out of oil and the lamp dried up.


    "Mole ant like things, how dare you tell the devil dragon?"


    The magic dragon spits out people''s words. He is rebellious. He suddenly opens his big mouth and inhales he Zhengxiong into his mouth and swallows him raw.


    Pity he Zhengxiong''s reputation, but he died miserably in the mouth of a magic dragon. He couldn''t even resist. It''s not that he Zhengxiong is too weak, but too weak. At the same time, he didn''t expect the magic dragon to turn over suddenly.


    "Yes, if we can devour several powerful human flesh and blood, the magic dragon should be able to condense into flesh soon."


    The magic dragon grinned and ignored the frightened crowd around him. Instead, he locked his scarlet eyes on Yang Xuan and said coldly, "you are very good. This magic dragon can feel your flesh and blood power, which is much stronger than that guy just now."


    "Why, do you still want to eat me?"


    Yang Xuan smiled. Others were afraid of the evil dragon''s fierce soul, but he was not afraid at all.


    "Yes, the magic dragon will eat you. Your flesh and blood are so delicious that it makes my mouth water Just smelling."


    The demon dragon smiled grimly, his huge body moved, and his speed was as fast as thunder. He came to Yang Xuan in an instant and bit with a big mouth.


    Yang Xuan''s face remained unchanged. He punched forward. His fist cut through the air and sent out a harsh sound explosion. It was pure physical strength. It was strong and overbearing. One blow broke the head of the magic dragon.


    "Damn it!"


    The magic dragon screamed and a head grew rapidly, but the color also faded a lot. After all, there was only one dragon soul left. Although the dragon soul had been solid enough after sleeping in the dark dragon sword for many years, its strength was far less powerful than before.


    The most important thing is that Yang Xuan''s strength is too great, far beyond its expectations.


    "A little dragon soul, if you have an entity, I may hate you three points."


    With a disdain on his face, Yang Xuan strode to kill the past, one punch after another, and blasted at the magic dragon.


    His divine power was unparalleled. He beat the magic dragon and howled. The huge body of the dragon soul was constantly broken and regenerated, but this regeneration needed to consume a lot of soul power.


    "Human beings, stop it. The magic dragon is willing to surrender."


    The magic dragon became more and more frightened. It finally came out. I thought it could be powerful for a while. Who wants to meet a pervert like Yang Xuan and be beaten by the other party.


    "Don''t you think it''s too late to beg for mercy now?"


    Yang Xuan sneered. The refining array on his head appeared, shooting soul threads from it, winding the whole body of the magic dragon. No matter how the magic dragon struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it.


    "No, what the hell is this? It can devour the dragon soul of this magic dragon..."


    The magic dragon roared wildly, and the dragon''s body shrank and faded until it disappeared.