Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1320 One blow is enough to kill you!
"Quickly tell me, where have you met my young master? Is my young master alive or dead now?"

"Dead, in the Hall of Eternal Life, killed by my own hands, body and spirit are all destroyed..."

"Damn you!"

Even the brocade robed old man had already guessed this result, but he still couldn't help being furious.

"Killers, people will always kill them. It can only be said that you, the young master of the Shadow Clan, are too weak, and unfortunately you met me."

Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders. In the century of immortality, more than one Gong Liangxiu died?

Gong Liangxiu has a noble bloodline and a prominent family background. Although he is a rare genius in the world, he is only ranked in the middle of the arrogance of all races, not the top.

Even in terms of strength, Gong Liangxiu was slightly inferior to Sikong Ao and Lin Zhengying, the leaders of the same generation.

As for his conduct, it was even worse.

It's no wonder that this kind of arrogant, conceited, arrogant person can survive in the Hall of Eternal Life.

It can be said that the reason why he died was all his own fault, and he could not blame others.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan turned his gaze, looked around the audience, and said, "Don't act like a dead parent, if you want to do something, just come here, I will fight all of you alone."

"Kill him and avenge the young master."

"Kill kill kill!!!"

In all directions, the Emperors of the Shadow Clan and countless monks of the Shadow Clan all had red eyes and shouted loudly.

Gong Liangxiu is the only son of the current patriarch of the Shadow Clan in Xuantian Great World, and also the hope for the rise of their Shadow Clan.

Now that hope is shattered, I don't know how to report to the patriarch when I go back.

How could they not be angry?
How can you not hate?

Yang Xuan had a sneer on his face. With his current strength, he was able to run rampant in the world. Not to mention these Shadow Clan monks, even if An Luo or the Shadow Clan patriarch himself came, he would not be afraid at all.

"You dare to kill the young master of my clan, my Shadow Clan is sworn to death with you, please die!"

At this moment, the old man in brocade robe let out a ferocious roar, and the moment his words fell, he waved his sleeves and raised ninety-nine and 81 black fire talismans.

Before coming here, the patriarch of the Shadow Clan gave him a life-saving trump card. Each black fire talisman is equivalent to the power of a monk in the early stage of the Dao of Transformation. 81 talismans are released together, which can even kill the strongman at the peak of the Dao of Transformation .

This sudden attack was to catch Yang Xuan by surprise and kill him with one blow.

Whoohoo! ! !
A series of black fire talismans surged against the wind in an instant, turning into waves of monstrous black fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea and rushed towards Yang Xuan, as if trying to burn him to death.

"Master be careful."

The butterfly emperor changed color, and Shen Yuexin and the Yi family sisters also lost their color at this moment. Although their cultivation base is low, they can still feel the terrifying power contained in this huge black fire.

This means that they are far away, and the Butterfly Emperor has set up a protective shield beside them, otherwise they would have been burned to ashes by the terrible high temperature.

"Do it."

Outside the formation barrier, Feng Qingyang and Murong Fu looked at each other, and they were about to make a move. From their point of view, Yang Xuan might not be able to receive these black fire talismans, so naturally they couldn't stand by and watch.

However, before they could actually take action, Yang Xuan waved his giant palm.

"boom!"

With a palm strike, an unimaginable force swept up the royal aura, turning into a huge half-gold and half-black palm print, and slapped the raging black fire that soared into the sky.

The moment the palm print appeared, a strong sense of crisis surged in the heart of the brocade robed old man, and without thinking about it, he shouted: "Quick back."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The giant palm descended across the sky, with a power that would destroy everything, one after another black fire shattered and annihilated on the spot, cracks appeared in all directions, and the sky and the sky for thousands of miles were all subjected to a terrible impact.

hiss!
A great sense of horror rose in the hearts of many shadow monks, including the old man in brocade robe who was at the peak of the emperor.

He reacted quickly, and his retreat was not uncomfortably unpleasant. Even so, he suffered a lot of shocks, blood spurted from his mouth, and he suffered serious internal injuries with one blow, and his internal organs were all a burst of burning pain.

And the rest, whether it was the Emperor of the Shadow Clan or other monks of the Shadow Clan, all seemed to be swept away by the violent wind and waves, and flew out like kites with broken strings, screaming endlessly.

With just this blow, several Shadow Clan emperors vomited blood and were seriously injured. Countless Shadow Clan monks were shattered in the air, turning into blood mist all over the sky.

"Is this really the power that an emperor can emit!?"

The monks in the holy city, the four holy academies, and even the entire holy land, who were watching the development of the situation, were shocked by the scene in their eyes and were speechless.

That is, with dozens of shadow clan emperors and hundreds of thousands of powerful shadow clan monks, they couldn't bear the blow of the young emperor Yang Xuan.

This level of cultivation, this level of strength that sweeps away everything, is already astounding!
"You, you are definitely not the emperor! An emperor will never be so strong."

The old man in brocade robe screamed in horror, he could vaguely see that Yang Xuan's palm just now clearly had spare power, and he forcibly controlled the power within a certain range.

Otherwise, this palm will kill them like ants!

This is not to say that Yang Xuan deliberately showed mercy, but that he didn't want to affect the large formation that enveloped the Holy Land.

The large barrier formation was released by the Emperor Tower, and its defense power is very strong, but facing Yang Xuan, it may not be able to withstand his repeated attacks.

This young man is just like a demon god, his methods are overbearing and powerful, which makes people tremble.

"You talk too much."

Yang Xuan glanced coldly at the brocade robed old man, and said, "Forget it, I'll kill you first, and make you shut up completely."

"Go, this kid is invincible."

Commander An Luo was not around, and no one here was a match for Yang Xuan. The old man in brocade robes almost didn't think much of it, and fled directly into the distance.

The other party's murderous intentions have been discovered, and he has been directly locked on to him. If he doesn't leave now, it is really too late.

Who in this world can really ignore death?
The old man in brocade robe lived for too long, and he was terrified, he didn't want to leave his life here for nothing.

"Escape, the only way to save your life is to escape from the Sanctuary World as soon as possible."

At this moment, the brocade-robed old man did not have the aura of being a monk at the peak of the emperor, he was as miserable as a bereaved dog.

"Can you go?"

Yang Xuan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he didn't choose to pursue him. As soon as his words fell, a vast aura swept out and suppressed the old man in brocade robe on the spot.

The figure of the brocade robed old man paused, he felt a huge mountain pressing on his head, his heart felt cold, he felt that death was so close to him at this moment.

"Kill you, one blow is enough, die!"

Yang Xuan stepped into the air, shaking the entire sky, a golden royal aura flew out from his body, and turned into a peerless and sharp golden sword light, which broke through the air in an instant, and split the brocade robed old man into pieces. fly ash.

His imperial aura can be either yin or yang, once it turns into golden color, its might is even several times hundreds of times stronger than the divine power of the sun, so how could a little emperor be able to contend with it?

(End of this chapter)