"Taoist friends are joking. It''s all a misunderstanding. Liu just wants to try Taoist friends'' skills. If he offends, please forgive Taoist friends. Taoist doesn''t fight and don''t know each other. More enemies are better than more friends. Taoist friends say, isn''t it?"


    Liu Qingyuan smiled strongly and said with a ha ha. After all, he is a figure who has lived for countless years. In addition, he has no much longevity and Yang Xuan is hidden, so he doesn''t want to fight with Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan smiled and said, "be my friend? You deserve it? We don''t have to talk nonsense. Since you killed me, you have to pay for it."


    "Oh, what do you want me to pay?"


    Liu Qingyuan smiled angrily and asked.


    "It''s simple. If the murderer Renheng kills him, he''ll keep your life."


    Yang Xuan spoke faintly.


    "Vertical son seeks death!"


    Liu Qingyuan couldn''t bear it. He shot at the opportunity in his eyes. He said all his good words and had chosen to give way. Who wants Yang Xuan to be so aggressive.


    "Too arrogant!"


    "There are so many of us, we can''t believe him. Let''s go together and kill him!"


    Several chiyangzong friars were filled with righteous indignation and couldn''t help it. They offered magic weapons one by one, came behind Liu Qingyuan and glared at Yang Xuan with flaming eyes.


    There are seven or eight people in total. The one with the lowest accomplishments is immortal holy land. The middle-aged sword cultivation with the highest accomplishments has even reached the peak of fairy King''s land. However, no matter how high the accomplishments are, Yang Xuan doesn''t pay attention to them.


    Yang Xuan stood with his hands down, his face full of disdain, glanced at Liu Qingyuan and other humanitarians: "why, more people think and less bully?"


    "All of you step down. You are not the opponent of this man."


    Liu Qingyuan drank and scolded. He personally saw Yang Xuan''s power and knew that these people behind him were difficult to threaten Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan''s physical body was extremely strong and hidden. Without the cultivation of immortal Empire, he would only waste his life.


    "Listen to the elder. It''s enough to have me and the elder here."


    The middle-aged sword monk is also an elder of Chiyang sect. Although his accomplishments and status are far lower than Liu Qingyuan, as a sword monk and master the rules of sword, his combat effectiveness is close to the strong emperor.


    "You''re a sword repairman. I''ll compete with you."


    Yang Xuan looked at the middle-aged sword, took out the purgatory sword and said.


    "Sword competition? How do you want to compete?"


    The middle-aged Jian Xiu narrowed his eyes.


    "You and I have the same cultivation. Each other gives a sword. One sword determines life and death."


    Yang Xuan said that he no longer restrained his breath. The peak cultivation in fairyland was revealed, which surprised many people. No one thought that Yang Xuan''s real cultivation was only fairyland.


    "Please, I won''t bully you. Let you take the sword first." Yang Xuan said again soon.


    "Well, well, since you are so conceited, don''t blame yourself for being rude."


    The middle-aged sword repaired the cold way. The long sword clanged out of its scabbard at the waist. The powerful Kendo law, with a terrible killing intention, made countless people shudder.


    "Your Kendo law is not weak, but it''s a pity that you haven''t reached the state of Dacheng. It''s hard to hurt me."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and didn''t defend. He just looked at each other. The middle-aged sword repair strength was good, but it was much worse than Kunyuan sword ziyundong.


    "There should be a limit to arrogance. Let you try your own thunder sword. Die!"


    The middle-aged sword Xiu took a few steps and directly burst into trouble.


    He waved his long sword and burst out endless thunder light. Thunder light is the mana of middle-aged sword cultivation. This person not only majored in kendo, but also mastered the law of thunder. The sword skill formed by the integration of the two laws is enough to destroy everything.


    "Boom"


    At this moment, many people can only see the thunder surge, and then it turns into a vast thunder sword Qi, which is hundreds of feet large. It seems to have the power of pioneering the world, and quickly beheads Yang Xuan, which is frightening.


    "Interesting, but not enough!"


    Yang Xuan raised his hand. The purgatory sword was stabbed by lightning, pierced the void and met the huge thunder sword Qi.


    In this sword, he relied on the physical strength, but with such a seemingly random blow, the strength was completely concentrated at the tip of the sword. The destructive power was terrible. He only heard a dull bang. The powerful thunder sword spirit was torn apart by his sword and burst into pieces.


    Boom


    A series of thunder and lightning, with a sharp sound, shot in all directions like countless magic weapons, so that Liu Qingyuan, who was nearest, had to hold up a Mana Shield to resist.


    As for the others, no matter those blazing sun friars or other onlookers, they all flew back in fear. Rao is so. There are still a few people who can''t dodge. They were pierced by thunder and died.


    "It''s impossible!"


    The middle-aged sword Xiu was shocked and said that his thunder sword, but his killing move at the bottom of the box, that is, ordinary imperial realm experts can kill, but it was broken by Yang Xuan''s understatement.


    What made him more unacceptable was that Yang Xuan had not used his magic power, which was simply contempt for him.


    "It''s my turn. If you can take my sword next, I''ll let you and others leave alive."


    Yang Xuan said, step a little, the speed is fast to the extreme, and suddenly came to the middle-aged sword repair.


    "Go back!"


    Here, Liu Qingyuan regained his consciousness, quickly waved his palm and rushed to kill Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan greeted him with a fist. With only one punch, Liu Qingyuan trembled all over and vomited blood.


    Yang Xuan''s fist power was extremely violent, as powerful as Liu Qingyuan. He couldn''t catch the fist. He just felt that his bones were about to break, and he was hurt in an instant.


    "Kill!"


    Yang Xuan ignored Liu Qingyuan, raised his sword in his other hand, and cut it hard to the middle-aged sword repair.


    "Thunder sword!"


    The middle-aged sword was ready to retreat, but was shrouded in a sword light. He immediately waved his sword to resist. As long as he could take Yang Xuan''s sword and not die, all of them could save their lives. He believed that Yang Xuan would never go back in front of everyone.


    However, he underestimated Yang Xuan''s sword after all.


    Yang Xuan''s sword not only has infinite power, but also contains a power to wipe out time. One sword will split the middle-aged sword Xiulian with the sword into fly ash.


    In the distance, it was quiet, and everyone was frightened to the extreme.


    This is the peak of fairyland and a great master of Lei Jian Shuangxiu. For many people, it should be an invincible existence, but Yang Xuan just killed each other with one sword.


    "Elder Wang!"


    "How is this possible? Since elder Wang can''t even stop this man''s sword, even the eldest elder is badly hurt by the other party''s fist. How can we fight?"


    "It''s over. We''re dead."


    Several chiyangzong friars present were so frightened that they almost cried out. They were really afraid at the moment and were full of fear and fear of Yang Xuan.