Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 120 The Star

Opening the jade box, one can see a elixir, the elixir is the size of a longan, the whole body is emerald green, full of brilliance, carved like emeralds, and exudes a faint fragrance.

Wisps of fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose, and the body and soul were both comfortable.

"Sixth Elder, what is this elixir?" Yang Xuan closed the jade box, looked up at Yang Ningshuang, although he didn't know what the elixir was, but with his eyesight, he also understood that this elixir was not an ordinary thing.

"This is the sixth-grade Healing Sacred Pill of the Hehuan Sect, Jasper Transformation Pill. No matter how serious your injury is, as long as you are still breathing, you can recover after taking this pill." Yang Ningshuang said.

"Sixth Grade Healing Holy Pill!" Yang Xuan whispered, unable to calm down for a long time, never thought that Ying'er, a girl, would not forget herself before she left, and left a life-saving elixir for herself.

Obviously, the Jasper Transformation Pill was made by Gu Qinglian, the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect, but if Ying'er didn't speak up, how could Gu Qinglian take out a sixth-grade healing holy pill?
"Yang Xuan, Ying'er is very reluctant to let you go. Before leaving, she also cried out to see you. When you gain strength in the future, remember to go to the Hehuan Sect to see her." Yang Ningshuang sighed.

"Well, the shortest is three to five years, and the longest is ten years. I will definitely go to the Hehuan Sect." Yang Xuan nodded, and said a sentence forcefully. He has been a man for two lives, and he is confident that he will break through to the realm of divine power within ten years.

No, the Divine Power Realm is no longer his goal now, his goal is to step into the Supreme within ten years, and become the young Supreme who can be called the Supreme before the age of 10,000 in 30+ years.

Thinking so, Yang Xuan said goodbye to Yang Ningshuang.

……

"Young master, go slowly!"

Outside the gate of the Yang Mansion, several guards of the Yang family were very respectful to Yang Xuan, which is understandable, Yang Xuan is an inner disciple of the Shenxing Sect, they dare not neglect him in the slightest.

"Yeah!" Yang Xuan nodded, and walked away, ready to go back to Qixuanmen to practice, but just as he moved, three young people just came out of Yang's mansion.

Three people, two men and one woman, all dressed in black, should have come to the Yang family to pay respects to Yang Wei.

At this moment, the three of them also saw Yang Xuan, led by a handsome young man whose cultivation had reached the seventh heaven of the Condensed Origin Realm, stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "I'm in Nalanfeng, I don't know your name, where did you come from?" Come?"

Yang Xuan tilted his head slightly, glanced at this person, and left without saying anything.

"Hehe, it's interesting, I, Nalanfeng, was ignored." Nalanfeng rubbed his nose and said with a half-smile.

"You can still laugh, but shouldn't you be very angry when someone ignores you?" A tall, tall, haughty young man with a horse face came forward with a half-smile.

"What's there to be angry about? You treat me as you, and you will go to war over a trivial matter."

The horse-faced boy was secretly angry, but he knew he was not Nalanfeng's opponent, so he didn't vent his anger on Nalanfeng. He turned his eyes and shouted to Yang Xuan who hadn't gone far: "Hey, that so-and-so , give me a stop."

Yang Xuan seemed to have never heard of it, walking on his own, Ying'er's voice and smile appeared in his mind from time to time.

"Damn, I stop, are you deaf?"

The horse-faced boy couldn't hold back anymore. He had the cultivation of the sixth level of Yuan Condensation Realm anyway, and thought he was strong enough to deal with Yang Xuan, who was in the fifth level of Yuan Condensation Realm, so he almost roared and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

"madness!"

With a soft snort, a beautiful girl with a cold and arrogant temperament came to Nalan Feng's side.

"Uh, Situ Yan, what do you mean by that?" Nalan Feng didn't understand.

"It's very simple, Zhou Yi is not that person's opponent, and if he rushes up, he will only bring shame on himself." Situ Yan said lightly.

"What did you see?" Nalanfeng asked. Situ Yan next to him was not simple. What warriors can't see.

Snapped!
Suddenly, a loud voice came, and Zhou Yifei came back and landed in front of Nalan Feng and Situ Yan with a bang.

The two looked down and saw Zhou Yi with disheveled hair, swollen left face, and blood in his mouth.

Got a slap in the face! ?
Nalanfeng was startled. He hadn't seen what was going on when he talked with Situ Yan just now, and saw Zhou Yi flying back upside down, and he was obviously slapped back by him.

"Self-inflicted evil!" Situ Yan curled her lips in disdain, looked away from Zhou Yi, and looked up at Yang Xuan.

"This slap is just a small lesson, don't mess with me again." With a cold snort, Yang Xuan turned around and left without looking at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi seemed to be dazzled by a slap, and it took him a while to get up from the ground, and shouted: "Stop, you slapped me in the face and you want to leave, roll over and die for me."

While speaking, seeing Yang Xuan walking farther and farther, Zhou Yi's hostility surged up, his face seemed to be bleeding, he almost didn't think about it, pulled out the sword at his waist, and rushed towards Yang Xuan past.

"Snapped!"

Another slap, this time Nalanfeng saw it clearly, but he was still taken aback by Yang Xuan's speed.

Yang Xuan obviously didn't use the slightest vitality, but his speed was faster than Zhou Yi's. Before Zhou Yi's sword could stab him, his palm was already drawn on Zhou Yi's face.

This slap was even more severe, almost half of Zhou Yi's face was slapped to pieces, bloody and bloody.

But what was even more ruthless was that Yang Xuan didn't stop there, stretched out his other hand, grabbed Zhou Yi's collar, and lifted him up from the ground.

"Let go, let go." Zhou Yi yelled, his voice was stern, and he raised his fist and greeted Yang Xuan.

"boom!"

Yang Xuan made a quicker move, kicking his back first, kicking him on the waist, sending him flying across the air, and landed far away on the street dozens of meters away, startling a group of passers-by. .

Kick and fly dozens of meters away!
Nalan Feng was shocked in his heart, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't imagine how powerful Yang Xuan's kick was.

Situ Yan's small mouth opened slightly, and she was also a little surprised. Is this really a young man in the fifth level of the Condensed Yuan Realm? He can kick a person tens of meters away without using his vitality.

"Could it be that he is born with brute force!"

Nalan Feng thought of this in his heart, and at the same time he was a little thankful that he hadn't acted recklessly because of Yang Xuan's ignorance before, otherwise Zhouyi would be his end.

"It's actually him!" Suddenly, Situ Yan's beautiful eyes widened, as if she saw something, she stared at Yang Xuan in a daze.

"He, you know him!?" Nalanfeng asked hurriedly, he was very curious about Yang Xuan's origin, and he didn't know when a genius with such a strong body like Yang Xuan appeared on Star Island.

"know."

"Who is he?"

"secret."

……

Regardless of Zhou Yi's life and death, Yang Xuan came to a horse warehouse on the main street. This is a place to store horses. As long as you pay some silver taels, someone will take care of the horses for you.

Retrieving his horse, Yang Xuan didn't delay, raised his whip, and drove the horse away, all the way to Luoshui City pier, and boarded a passenger ship that was about to leave for Luo Yunguo.

"Young master, we have half an hour to go on the Xingchen ship. You can enjoy the scenery on the deck, or go to the cabin to rest. By the way, this is the number of your room."

After paying the 200 taels of boat fare, a young maid gave Yang Xuan a wooden sign and left with a sweet smile.

Yang Xuan put away the wooden sign casually, and was not in a hurry to go to the cabin to rest, just lazily leaning against the edge of the boat, letting the wind blow his black hair.

Although he was wearing a human skin mask, his appearance was ordinary, and his body didn't look strong, but his whole body was filled with a wild beauty, which caused many young women on the boat to look sideways.

……

This passenger ship is called Xingchen, and it is much bigger than the passenger ship that Yang Xuan took to return to the Yang family last time.

This is a huge passenger ship with a width of 20 meters and a length of [-] meters.

The whole body of the passenger ship is made of hard nanmu that has been hundreds of years old. An ordinary Yuan Condensation Realm warrior can't cause any damage to the hull with a full blow, which is enough to withstand strong winds and waves.

What's more important is that the facilities on board are complete, there is a dining room for eating, there is also a quiet exercise room, and there are many beautiful young maids who provide special services.

Of course, the premise is that you can afford the price, because all the maids are carefully selected beauties, and some of them even sell their performances instead of their bodies, and listening to a little song costs hundreds of taels of silver.

At this time, people boarded the ship one after another. In just a short tea time, the number of people reached several hundred people, but the Xingchen was large enough that hundreds of people would not look crowded standing on the deck of the ship.

Yang Xuanyou looked around, sizing up the crowd, and found that these people included rich businessmen with bright clothes and big bellies, as well as warriors with swords on their backs. Most of them were in the Body Tempering and Yuan Condensation Realm, but there was one whose cultivation had reached He reached the seventh heaven of the True Astral Realm.

This is a strong man, about 25 or [-] years old, two meters tall, with a very burly figure, messy black hair hanging on his shoulders, and wearing an animal skin suit, but the top is open, revealing strong chest muscles, even on the chest muscles There is also a tuft of swarthy chest hair, and almost no one on the boat dares to look at him.

However, Yang Xuan was an exception. Seeing that this person was strong and exuding a strong evil spirit, he suspected that this person was from the Nine Nether Sect. He looked at the other party without saying anything, and quietly used the innate qi technique to spy on him.

But as soon as he checked, Yang Xuan knew that the other party should not be a martial artist from the Nine Nether Sect.

The reason is simple, Jiuyou Cult warriors must have cultivated the technique of devouring. Although the physical body is strong, the qi and blood in the body are somewhat muddy, and the vitality is not pure enough, but the physical body of a strong man is strong, but the qi, blood and vitality in the body are normal , must have practiced some kind of body refining secret technique.

At this moment, the strong man noticed something and turned his head to look at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan didn't look away, and looked at the other person, but seeing Yang Xuan, a young man looking at him without fear, the strong man's face was slightly strange, and he said in a stern voice: "Boy, are you not afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid of you?" Yang Xuan asked back with a calm expression.

"Well, everyone on this ship keeps me at a respectful distance, but you dare to look at me, I think it's a little strange."

The strong man scratched his head, strode up to Yang Xuan, and introduced himself, "My name is Manba, I don't know what your name is?"

(End of this chapter)