There was silence in the hall.


    When Wu Wen said this that day, they just laughed and despised it.


    But now the words came out of the leader''s mouth. Somehow, they all vaguely felt a chill.


    "Headmaster, my immortal gate has stood in Penglai for thousands of years. What can a little devil do to me?" an elder disdained in his pale face.


    As soon as the voice fell, the earth began to tremble with a loud noise.


    "What''s going on?" Ji Changsheng suddenly looked up.


    "Report... Report to the leader, white... White." a dusty immortal disciple rushed in, looking flustered.


    "What?" they all exclaimed. They were still talking about the white start just now. Is this the white start?


    "How many people did he bring?" the elder asked hurriedly.


    "No... no one, just him..."


    "He''s alone?" the elder who asked immediately blushed and shouted angrily, "it''s too much. I''ll meet him."


    Then he flew up and rushed out.


    Outside Changsheng gate, Yang Xuan looked indifferent and stood in the air. The magnificent mountain gate under his feet had turned into ruins, and many Changsheng disciples kept shouting, flesh and blood blurred.


    "You... You dare... This is Changsheng gate. How dare you be presumptuous?" a Jindan friar roared on one side, but he dared not come forward.


    Yang Xuan didn''t even look at him. His fingers just popped out gently, and a ray of golden light burst out, instantly penetrating the forehead of the golden pill disciple.


    "You..." the golden pill disciple only had time to say one word of you, then he fell to the ground with a thump and no breath.


    Other Changsheng disciples who were eager to try suddenly shivered, and Qi Qi stepped back and dared not go any closer.


    "Get up and accept your life." a cry came from a distance. When the elder who first rushed out of the hall saw the scene here, his eyes were ready to crack, and his intuition roared straight at his head, burning him to death.


    "An Changlao..." a group of Changsheng disciples shouted in unison.


    "It''s great that Ann is old. Now Baiqi is doomed."


    "Mr. an has been in Penglai for hundreds of years. He has no enemy. It''s nothing at all."


    The disciples seemed to have a backbone, fell to the ground and began to shout cheers.


    A huge sword light suddenly appeared in the sky, like a dragon flying. After a circle, it fell straight down. Elder an took it in his hand, and then cut it off to Yang Xuan.


    "Cut the dragon sword!" he shouted wildly.


    The day was bright. With his crazy drinking, for a time, the whole sky was bright, and there were countless sword lights everywhere.


    Ji Changsheng and others slowed down a step. When they arrived, they saw the gathering and scattering of sword light all over the sky, and rushed directly to Yang Xuan who stood in the air.


    "It''s a dragon cutting sword." an elder whispered.


    Dragon chopping sword belongs to the superior sword skill of Changsheng sect. It is extremely difficult to cultivate. It needs to introduce sword Qi into the body. You can''t stop practicing it every day. After a hundred years, you can make some achievements. It is also one of the most difficult sword skills in Changsheng sect.


    But as the saying goes, you can gain as much as you pay.


    Once the Dragon chopping sword is cultivated successfully, it has great power. Few swordsmen of the same level can match it.


    An Changlao, formerly known as Anhua yuan, is also an old man of Changsheng gate. He refined Qi all his life. He only practiced this sword skill, but he invaded it. He was deeply influenced by the Dragon cutting sword. Even in Changsheng gate, he is one of the top experts.


    At this time, he shot angrily and did his best. In an instant, he deduced the Dragon cutting sword to the extreme. In the sky, even the real dragon was afraid to be cut by him.


    Even Ji Changsheng was amazed when he saw the move of Anhua yuan to cut the dragon sword.


    "Mr. an''s move to kill the dragon is Penglai''s masterpiece. It''s really......" he exclaimed.


    But the next moment, before he finished, the admiration on his face turned into amazement.


    Not only he, but also the elders of other Changsheng sect behind him, as well as all the Changsheng disciples here, were stunned.


    Yes, stunned.


    Because no one knows what happened.


    The sword light all over the sky swept down and filled all the space around Yang Xuan, but in the face of these sword lights that can cut the real dragon, Yang Xuan just reached out and shook it gently.


    A gentle grip is like grasping a handful of air, or picking a flower.


    Poof!


    After a light sound, the sword light seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope. They all gathered in the palm of Yang Xuan''s hand and disappeared completely with only one breath.


    Anhua yuan was stunned. He had been practicing for hundreds of years. He had never seen any scenes, but this scene at present made him completely confused and didn''t know what had happened.


    "Beheading the dragon? Ah!" there was a trace of irony in Yang Xuan''s eyes. The beheading of the dragon in Anhua yuan was not as good as the attack of the martial god star and the martial artist in the virtual divine realm. How could it hurt him?


    The next moment, he gently spread out his palm. In the palm, there seemed to be a sun.


    The light of the sword is like the sun, sending out thousands of feet of light. The light is like a sword. The shining anhuayuan can''t open his eyes.


    A faint warmth came, which made him seem to have returned to those days when he went in and out to refine Qi. He remembered that the sunshine at that time was as warm as this.


    The warm feeling hit his whole body, but the tingling from his body woke him up instantly.


    Ah!


    A huge scream came out of his mouth, shaking the air around him.


    At the moment, countless sword lights pierced into his body, making him like a hedgehog covered with blood.


    The blood burst out and instantly dyed the sky red. In the bloody setting sun, the scream of Anhua yuan gradually weakened and finally dissipated.


    The light disappeared, and the people of Anhua yuan had been fragmented, turned into fragments all over the sky, and floated down.


    He didn''t understand what had happened until the moment before he died.


    Anhua yuan died and died in front of all the people of Changsheng gate. The dead people didn''t even respond. The consternation on the faces of the dead people hasn''t dissipated.


    After a long time, someone finally reacted.


    "White, I killed you."


    Another elder behind Ji Changsheng roared. His whole body turned red, like a long Blood River, and rushed directly to Yang Xuan.


    At the same time, an old man on the other side jumped up without saying a word. When he was in mid air, he took out a slender rope from his waist, waved it like three rings covering the moon, brought out three sword auras, and ruthlessly went to Yang xuantao.


    "Elder Liu can''t." Ji Changsheng suddenly woke up and quickly made a voice to stop, but it was too late.


    The two elders were close to Yang Xuan and used the most powerful means in their life to kill the devil in front of them.


    "As I said, there is only one chance to choose between life and death." in the rosy sky, three sword auras flew down in the air, but Yang Xuan''s voice was still flat: "since you all choose to die, then I will complete you."


    Hiss!


    As soon as the voice fell, countless golden lights appeared in the sky, such as the bright moon in the sky and the stars, transforming heaven and earth into night.


    Ji Changsheng''s face changed wildly.