"No, he, he killed elder martial brother situ!"


    "Nonsense, elder martial brother situ just fainted from serious injury and didn''t die!"


    "Unforgivable, even if elder martial brother situ is not dead, let''s go together and avenge elder martial brother situ."


    All the friars of Qiantian sect were angry and their eyes were red. They wanted to frustrate Yang Xuan and break him into pieces.


    But anger was anger, but no one dared to cross the thunder pool for a moment.


    They are all inner disciples of Tianqian sect. The highest cultivation is the six heaven in the fairy kingdom. At the moment, Qiang RuRu and situ Feng have been defeated by Yang Xuan. Even if they rise together, they may not be able to get a bargain from Yang Xuan.


    One is not good, but also has to be killed by Yang Xuan.


    "Now, who else will fight?"


    Yang Xuan looked up at the sky, glanced at everyone, and finally settled on the old man in Qingyi. The old man in Qingyi had a strong breath and had the cultivation of eight heaven in the immortal Empire, which was also the most likely threat to Yang Xuan''s existence.


    Of course, it''s a threat. In fact, Yang Xuan doesn''t care at all. He still has too many cards. Once he uses any of them, he is confident that he can easily crush the old man in Tsing Yi.


    It is no exaggeration to say that unless the holy land can come, he will be happy and unafraid.


    The holy land here is not a holy land in the general sense, but a holy land old demon like the Lord of the world of mortals, Taoist Kuo, Emperor Jun demon ancestor, or blood ancestor and dark ghost ancestor.


    "Vertical son, it''s just a martial arts competition. You''re so cruel!"


    The old man in green glared at Yang xuandao. While talking, he came to situ Feng to check his injury. After this inspection, he found that situ Feng had been completely abandoned.


    The meridians are broken and the mana in the body is lost. What is it?


    This situation was worse than killing situ Feng.


    "Martial arts competition? It''s really ridiculous. Can you still have a face, old man?"


    Yang Xuan laughed angrily. If he hadn''t been powerful, situ Feng would not have suffered today. In fact, Yang Xuan just killed situ Feng, which was merciful.


    "That''s crazy!"


    "This son must die. Please ask elder Wang to kill him directly!"


    Many friars of the Qiantian sect were furious and their killing opportunities were exposed.


    "Kill me? With him, the little Immortal Emperor?"


    Yang Xuan sneered and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with deep disdain.


    "Madman, I want you to die!"


    The old man in green drank violently. He didn''t care about his identity anymore. He just wanted to tear Yang Xuan apart.


    Boom!


    There was no superfluous nonsense. He raised his hand and pressed it down. In an instant, the terrible mana turned into a startling giant palm, blocking all Yang Xuan''s hiding space.


    "Broken!"


    Yang Xuan summoned the purgatory sword and stabbed it straight. He heard a crisp click, and the giant palm was pierced by his sword, which turned into the Qi of the sky and swept across the four directions.


    "I didn''t expect you to be proficient in kendo. It''s a pity that you abandoned situ Feng. Otherwise, I might cherish my talents and bring you back to our Qiantian sect for good cultivation."


    The old man in green narrowed his eyes and showed some surprise. Yang Xuan''s sword is not simple. The sword law contained in it is not even under situ Feng.


    The most important thing is that Yang Xuan is still a body refiner. He is extremely strong. Even if he doesn''t know Kendo, he can burst out combat effectiveness far beyond the same level.


    "Train me? You are not qualified for qiantianzong."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and killed the old man in Qingyi with a sword. He was never the victim. Since the old man in Qingyi had already started, he would not be polite next.


    Whoosh!


    When the great void technique was launched, Yang Xuan''s body turned into a residual shadow in an instant. The speed was so fast that the old people in Qingyi didn''t dare to neglect it.


    "Talent is excellent, but people are too conceited. Even if you are a genius, you are doomed to die early. Anyway, I will kill you myself today."


    The old man in Tsing Yi said coldly, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand. With the emergence of this sword, the other friars of Qiantian sect were shocked one after another.


    "Elder Wang thinks highly of this son. He even took out the Qianyuan sword!"


    "In our Qiantian sect, there are only three Qianyuan swords. In terms of quality, they even surpass high-level immortal tools. Elder Wang can kill this son with this sword."


    Just as the friars of the Qiantian sect were discussing, the old man in green followed the sword and showed Yang Xuanshi a cold and incomparable killing move. He was the Immortal Emperor. The power of the Immortal Emperor was inviolable. How could he tolerate Yang Xuan''s attack on him?


    "Silent sword!"


    At this time, the terrible extinction gas broke out, and the whole person of the old man in Tsing Yi and the Qianyuan sword in his hand turned into a extinction sword light. This extinction sword light does not have any vitality, representing destruction and destruction. Anyone who gets this sword will be destroyed in an instant.


    "It''s kind of interesting!"


    Yang Xuan nodded and put away his light thinking, but that''s all. He could see that the sword of the old man in green used waste power, which was a supreme sword magic power combining waste power and magic power.


    "Waste power, I also practice. Why should I be afraid of it?"


    Yang Xuan snorted coldly. Just at the moment when the sword light came, he cut off with his sword. With one sword, he came out of his body, shot out along the purgatory sword, and collided with the sword light without any fancy.


    With a loud bang, the whole world trembled violently under the collision. The earth thousands of miles around was also hit by the terrible air wave and sank for hundreds of meters, and the smoke rolled up.


    "Junior, who are you?"


    Before the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, the old man in blue suddenly spoke, and his tone was full of dignity. His silent sword may not be able to take over even the experts at the peak of the imperial realm, but now he was strongly blocked by Yang Xuan.


    Although Yang Xuan was repelled for hundreds of feet, there was no obvious injury on his body. What made the old man in Tsing Yi feel incredible was that Yang Xuan also used his wasteful strength which was not inferior to him.


    Even if a young generation in the fairyland has practiced the barren art, it is impossible to compete with him in the barren power, which reveals strangeness no matter how you look at it.


    There is only one situation that can be explained. Yang Xuan''s background is amazing and he has cultivated a great wasteful skill. It''s right to think about it. If he hadn''t mastered a powerful wasteful skill, Yang Xuan couldn''t have absorbed the power of extinction here not long ago.


    The barren mountain forbidden area has a strong power of extinction all year round. Yang Xuan can swallow the extinction storm covering thousands of miles, which shows his uniqueness.


    "Who am I?"


    Yang Xuan touched his nose and killed the old man in Tsing Yi again. He shouted, "I''m the one who killed you naturally."


    "Kill me? Can you do it? I admit you''re strong, but that''s all. I''ve practiced for tens of thousands of years. I haven''t seen any genius. At best, your combat power is equivalent to that of a few young demons in the middle region."


    The old man in Tsing Yi is extremely angry and his breath is rising.